When the plum blossoms are gone, the people are gone

"My lord, your wife has been in the military residence for several days, you..."

"Hmph, my Mo'er has already sent someone to watch him. He must have noticed something. We still have to be careful. However, it seems that my Mo'er is still very smart. Alas, I don't know if this is because I want to I'm still like him..." At this point, Nangong Yinlu's dark red eyes showed a trace of sadness and heartache, "Forget it, I'm going to play with my Mo'er, hehe." Nangong Yinlu Lu smiled charmingly, his eyes were full of hostility, as if he was staring at his prey, and his blood-red lips slightly curled up.

Suddenly, Nangong Yinlu's bright red eyes glowed with a dark green light. At this time, Su Qing's eyes, who were busy in the Nanting Army Mansion, suddenly became dull, and then slowly recovered, but a dark red light appeared in the originally dark green eyes. A chill flashed across the innocent-looking eyes at this moment, Su Qing at this time was no longer the previous Su Qing, but Nangong Yinlu's wife.

"Hehe, my Mo'er, I'm here to see you, hehe." Su Qing said silently, but it was Nangong Yinlu's voice.

This was seen by Tsing Yi who was hiding in the dark, but Tsing Yi couldn't hear what Su Qing said clearly, so Tsing Yi walked away and went to Ming Ye's room.

The winter nights come earlier, the military mansion is more remote, and the winter nights are even colder. Ming Ye bathed and changed clothes early, and at this time he was talking with Tsing Yi in his bedroom...

"General, there seems to be something wrong with Su Qing today. His aura has changed. You must be careful tonight." Tsing Yi said a little uneasy. Although he and Ming Ye were relatively close, the relationship between the two was also very close in the main hall. Well, I know Ming Ye's ability, if it's just to deal with Su Qing, it's more than enough, but now...

"Well, it seems that the Nangong clan has already started to take action. Forget it, the soldiers are here to cover up the water." Ming Ye looked into Tsing Yi's eyes and said coldly, "Go down."

"Yes." Tsing Yi disappeared into the night after speaking, and the candles in Ming Ye's bedroom were also extinguished, and the room darkened instantly...

Ming Ye lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling, besides the affairs in the military mansion, Nangong Yinlu...

In fact, Ming Ye had already seen Nangong Yin Lu, but it was just a portrait.It was discovered by Dongfang Lin when he sent someone to sort out the relics of Rongfu. At that time, it was held tightly in Rong Xiao's arms, and it was saved from the fire. When Dongfang Lin saw the painting, he sighed silently, but still took it The painting was silently put away.

When Ming Ye was ten years old, Dongfang Lin showed Ming Ye this portrait, and told him what this person's name was. Although he was hostile to Nan Ting, Dongfang Lin did not allow Ming Ye to hate this person. Ask Dongfang Lin why.

Ming Ye still remembers the sadness in Dongfang Lin's cold eyes after he asked this question, and the complicated way Dongfang Lin looked at him at that time, so that he can still remember it very clearly.

"You will know in the future. It is estimated that the person in this portrait will tell you personally... This is what we owe him in Nanting." Dongfang Lin's words were fixed in Ming Ye's mind. Why did Dad say that at that time? ?

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Ming Ye turned over and got out of bed, groped to the table, slowly opened the drawer and took out the portrait. Dongfang Lin gave the portrait to himself back then and told him to keep it carefully.

Ming Ye looked at Nangong Yin Lu in the portrait by the moonlight, and suddenly, he felt a familiar aura, as if only close relatives would have it.He turned his head to look at the bronze mirror, but the sky was too dark, so he couldn't see anything, but he saw his own silhouette. Suddenly, he knew that in the portrait, there was Nangong Yinlu, who was dressed in white and had a clean face. very similar.

The fair face is not like the rough skin of martial arts practitioners. Nangong Yinlu and himself are both thin-skinned and tender, like a scholar. What attracts him most is the pair of red eyes, which are almost the same as his own bright red eyes , like a proud plum in the cold weather, very beautiful.

"Who the hell are you? And who do I have?" Ming Ye's eyes gradually darkened. If he became an enemy of Nan Ting in the future, what would Yao him do...

Thinking of this, Ming Ye shook his head, put down the portrait, returned to the bed, and lay down.I am too tired today, I don't have much time to think about it, some things will be revealed to the world soon, and by then, who I am will have the result...

Slowly, Ming Ye's eyes gradually blurred, he could no longer resist the drowsiness, and fell asleep, but when he was in a daze, he found a figure flashed into his room, but he had no strength to go Find out who it is...

It was late at night, but not everyone was asleep. Some people were busy with the affairs of the South Court, some were protecting another person, and some were planning for revenge... This night seemed calm, but in fact, dark tides were surging.