Before Jiang Lingxue had the chance to congratulate his junior sister, King Zhuang invited him to his house.

"Congratulations!" Jiang Lingxue was sober for a rare moment. "Does Zhao Zhao know that you are Ling Jinglan?"

Ling Qingchen slumped in the chair weakly, "Ling Xue, I'm dead!"

"What happened?" Jiang Lingxue had never seen Ling Qingchen so depressed. When Jin Zhao got married, although Ling Qingchen was depressed, he was not to the point of being completely hopeless.

He is finally going to marry Jin Zhao. It's his wish come true. Shouldn't he be very proud?

"She doesn't know that I'm Ling Jinglan. She told me that she already has someone she likes, and that's Ling Jinglan." Ling Qingchen felt powerless. He wanted to exert force but didn't know where to put it.

Jiang Lingxue laughed and punched him in the chest. "That's easy. You can just deal with her as Ling Jinglan from now on. Isn't that enough? Ling Jinglan is you, and Ling Qingchen is also you. You can be the one she likes. How simple!"

Ling Qingchen sat up, "If only it were that simple! Am I going to lie to her forever?"

"Then just tell her the truth!" Jiang Lingxue was also panicked when she said this, "Qingchen, I already knew that you were Jinglan, but I never told my junior sister. Will she vent her anger on me in the future?"

This is a big problem!

Jiang Lingxue's face turned pale with fear, "Junior sister hates being deceived the most, even deception is not acceptable."

Dilemma.

Ling Qingchen was too lazy to answer his questions, he was in a mess himself.

Jiang Lingxue sighed, "This is really true! Originally, this should have been a very happy thing. Look at you, why did you lie to her? Why did you become the Prince of Zhuang? If you didn't know Rouge Sword and didn't know Rouge Sword was Dou Jinzhao, it would be fine. But you saw through her and kept it a secret from her. Aren't you courting death?"

"Can you please stop talking?" Ling Qingchen rolled his eyes at him. "I asked you to come here because I wanted your help. You couldn't help me, but you still stood by and hoped that the world would not be in chaos."

"You..." Jiang Lingxue was angry. "If I wanted to cause chaos in the world, I would go and tell my junior sister that you are Ling Jinglan."

"you dare!"

"I don't dare! I don't even dare to see her now." Jiang Lingxue also had a headache, "Forget it, I'd better leave the capital as soon as possible. Please tell her later that I have something urgent to do and need to leave the capital temporarily."

"What's so urgent that you don't even have to attend your junior sister's engagement party?" Ling Qingchen had made up his mind not to face Xie Jinzhao alone.

Jiang Lingxue saw through his thoughts and said in surprise, "No way, why are you so mean? I'm doing this for your own good. I'm a loose-lipped person. What if I let something slip and you expose me, ruining our marriage? What should I do?"

"What's the big deal? You haven't let anything slip for so many years, have you? Give yourself some confidence." Ling Qingchen said sinisterly, "Speaking of which, I should thank you. If you hadn't been so determined to go to Nanchen to die, the princess might not have agreed to my proposal."

Jiang Lingxue was not moved at all and stabbed, "I don't dare to take credit for this. Maybe she saw through your identity and knew that you and Ling Jinglan are the same person, so she agreed to this marriage."

Ling Qingchen was reminded, but after thinking about it, he didn't dare to be so confident.

When Xie Jinzhao told Ling Jinglan the news that the Queen wanted to marry him to the cousin of the Duke of Dingguo, she did not have any doubts. Moreover, after he took away her Rouge Sword, she had never dared to ask for it back.

She and Ling Jinglan have a close relationship. If she had any doubts, given her personality, she would have tried to test everyone, but she never said a word in front of her.

Ling Jinglan kept wearing a mask, and she tried to take it off several times but failed.

Thinking of this, Ling Qingchen felt a headache.

As night fell, Xi Wu hurried in, "Master, there's news from Changliu Pavilion that Yanzhi Jian is going to Fengye Tinghai tonight. Master, are you going there now?"

What was she doing at Fengye Tinghai? Was she going to see his face? Ling Qingchen suddenly panicked, and for the first time, he felt like the sky was about to fall.

But he couldn't avoid it.

"Ready your horse!"

Xie Jinzhao's horse was hidden at the city gate, followed by seven or eight riders. He saw three riders galloping out of the city. Leading the way was Ling Jinglan wearing a silver mask, followed by Xi Wu and Jian Lu.

After it became dark, Xie Jinzhao slowly came out on horseback.

Luoxia was puzzled, "Master, since Master Jinglan is in the city, why don't you meet with Master Jinglan in the city?"

Xie Jinzhao curled his lips and smiled, "I have an important matter to leave the city tonight. In addition, I also want to verify something."

She knew that her intuition would not be wrong.

Suddenly, she became very interested in the upcoming performance and wondered how Ling Jinglan would face her.

At the gate of Fengye Tinghai, Xie Jinzhao got off his horse. Ling Jinglan was waiting there as usual. He didn't even go back to change his clothes. He was still wearing the moon-white cloak, which he took off and draped over Xie Jinzhao.

"It's late at night and the wind is strong. Why don't you wear more clothes?" Ling Jinglan put his arm around her shoulders and walked up the mountain.

Xie Jinzhao touched his cloak and asked, "Where did you just come back from?"

Ling Jinglan's heartbeat suddenly became disordered. "What's wrong?"

When he said these three words, his voice trembled a little.

Xie Jinzhao said casually, "Nothing, the cloak feels a little damp. I came here suddenly. Did I disturb you?"

"No! You can come anytime without disturbing me."

Ever since he knew that the person Xie Jinzhao liked was him, Ling Jinglan had a very subtle feeling. His unilateral cry was responded to, and when he saw Xie Jinzhao again, his heart was filled with sweetness, and he could no longer remember the bitter taste of the past.

Xie Jinzhao tilted his head to look at him, and suddenly pushed his hand away from his shoulder, "Jinglan, I came here this time to tell you two things."

Ling Jinglan felt something was wrong, his eyes dark, "You say!"

"One thing, the emperor has arranged a marriage for me. I'm going to marry Ling Qingchen." She stared at Ling Jinglan, not missing any expression in his eyes. "You got the news a long time ago, right?"

You're not surprised at all.

Ling Jinglan really didn't know what to do at this moment. If he pretended to be in pain, he would be further deceiving Jin Zhao; if he pretended to be happy, wouldn't that be confessing?

Then he might really lose her for the rest of his life.

Ling Jinglan turned around and stood with his hands behind his back, "I already know!"

Xie Jinzhao smiled secretly, and continued to walk forward, "Jinglan, there is one more thing. King Zhuang has promised me that he will let me go to the battlefield. Cao Zhen has already left. Tomorrow morning, I will set out to chase him."

"So soon?" Ling Jinglan was also caught off guard. "Prince Zhuang's Mansion is preparing for an engagement banquet. Aren't you planning on attending?"

Xie Jinzhao looked into his eyes, a look of pain flashed across them. She laughed at herself, "Jinglan, are you looking forward to my marrying King Zhuang? I thought you... Oh, forget it, it's okay. The engagement party will take time, and the most pressing thing right now is the battlefield of Southern Shu."

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