Yuezhaoyingan

Gradually, news came that the main force of the Southeast Army Camp had arrived in Nantai.Fengtian and Li Qin experienced the pain of bereavement originally because they were angry in their hearts, but it is also true that Li Xin sent troops without authorization in disregard of military orders.Faced with Yuanhe's increasing military strength, Fengtian's army retreated to the two cities.

Soon after, Fengtian and Yuanhe reached an agreement, Yuanhe lost money, Fengtian returned the two cities he occupied, handed over the culprit Cheng Jun, and escorted him to Fengtian Imperial Capital.

Others originally thought that there would be very harsh negotiation conditions for such a battle in Fengtian this time. Now it seems that, except for the extra money, the other conditions have not changed from the non-war negotiation conditions. It is not worthwhile for Fengtian to have a son, but it makes other people look a little sideways.

And Fengtian didn't seem to care about it, it seemed that he just wanted to complete the peace agreement as soon as possible, so this credit was given to Yuanhe's peace mission, the peace was properly negotiated, and the war was stopped to support the people.

When Zhao'an was discussing the terms of the peace with Ling Yu, Ling Yu was standing in the winding corridor with his hands behind his back, and fine snowflakes were falling from the thick air.

It has been more than ten days since the southeast battalion arrived at Nantai, and the military department in the court did not mention Ling Yan at all. If Ling Xu and Prime Minister Qin knew about such a good opportunity to suppress him, they would not have used it.

And Emperor Cheng did not declare him into the palace alone.

Now that the peace talks have ended, both sides have begun to withdraw their troops. All of this seems to be going on independently of him, and it is so orderly that it makes people feel uneasy.

"Your Highness... Your Highness..."

Zhao'an's voice brought Ling Yu back to his senses: "What?"

He found that Ling Yu didn't listen to him, but Zhao'an was not annoyed, and just asked, "What's the matter with Your Highness recently? I always feel that something is on my mind."

"It's nothing." Ling Yu shook his head, stretched out his hands to gather Zhao'an's cloak, and found that his cheeks were a little cold. They also stood in front of this snow scene for a long time, so they led Zhao'an back, and said: "These days It's cold, you need to ask the housekeeper to buy more clothes for you..."

Turning his head to meet Xiang Bing's hasty pace, he received the message and rushed to find him, but when he saw Ling Yu and Zhao'an standing together, he hesitated to speak.

Zhao'an knew that his intuition was indeed right. His Highness had something to hide from him, and this was the last thing he could accept. His brows frowned, his face suddenly became tense, stubborn and sad.

Ling Yu saw it, and finally pulled him and said to Xiang Bing: "Go to the study and talk."

In the study, Xiang Bing's tone was very anxious. He followed Ling Yu's order and contacted the spies to inquire about Nantai's news. When the spies came back, the news was that Ling Yan had disappeared.

"What do you mean missing?" Ling Yu frowned.

Xiang Bing also found it inconceivable: "Suddenly there was news that the young general guarding Nantai City was seriously injured and died in the Nantai Army. The spies went to the coffin but there was no body at all, and the people around Ling Yan who had been arranged all the time could not be contacted." When we arrived, not only the people around Ling Yan, but also all the people who were familiar with Ling Yan in the Nantai garrison disappeared. It was as if His Highness had disappeared from the world."

The worry in Ling Yu's heart finally happened, and his heart moved slightly. The conditions for the peace negotiation were not that simple. He ordered Xiang Bing in a deep voice: "Go and ask, how many prison cars are going out from Nantai."

Xiang Bing was startled, then understood immediately, and quickly walked out of the study.

Only Zhao An was stunned and even found it ridiculous that the young general who saved Nantai City turned out to be Ling Yan. He thought that Ling Yan had been on Mount Cenqi all along, safe and sound, and never thought that he would be in charge of the army. How can you join the army!The person he even admired was Ling Yan!And they all know it except Xiang Bing himself.

The person who followed behind him like a follower found an opportunity to enter the army, and even saved a city of people on the iron-blooded battlefield. Zhao'an felt annoyed at once, and then blamed his exposure for affecting Ling Yu's hard work over the years. Sending Ling Yan privately into the army, if Emperor Cheng knew about it, it would be a catastrophe for the entire Prince's Mansion.

But at this moment, Zhao'an couldn't tell Ling Yu all these reasons, or, what he really cared about in his heart was not these, he just raised his eyes, and asked a little tiredly: "Did His Highness let him join the army?" ?”

Ling Yu paused, knowing that there would always be a day when things could not be concealed, and replied softly: "Yes."

"Why? Your Highness knows that he has a special status." His tone was calm, not as impatient and sad as Ling Yu imagined.

Ling Yu lowered his eyes, but his thoughts were a little far away, and said: "He was too lonely in the mansion, so I allowed him to return to Cenqi Mountain, and after he finished his studies, I hid his identity and sent him to the army. I told him that it would be okay. help me."

"When did it happen?" Zhao'an repeated, "When did he join the army?"

Facing the calm Zhao'an, Ling Yu felt unable to answer for the first time, and remained silent for a long time: "Not long after you left Cen Qishan."

Zhao'an did not speak, only the silence of the room remained.

What he asked for for a long time, Ling Yan did it right from the beginning.

He originally thought he would cry, but his eyes were just unbearably dry, and his thoughts suddenly returned to the night when he sneaked back to the Prince's Mansion alone - after all, he and Ling Yan were different.Ling Yu Xu Lingyan did these things, but it was just that Ling Yan wanted to do it, but it was just Ling Yu's trust in Ling Yan, it was trust and accommodating, so he put his own safety aside.

"Zhao'an..." Ling Yu called out, stretching out his hand to caress the calm and indifferent face in front of him, "Don't be angry..."

Zhao'an slightly turned his head, lowered his eyes and took a step back, respectfully said: "Your Highness, there are still some matters in Tianxin Pavilion that I need to deal with, so Zhao'an will step back first."

Ling Yu had a lot to say in his heart, but he didn't know how to say it, and Ling Yan's whereabouts were unknown. When life and death were at stake, he was silent for a while, and could only sigh softly: "You go to work first."

Xiang Bing's news was inquired quickly, but the content of the news made Ling Yu look stern.

At that time, there were two prison cars sent out from Nantai.

One was escorting Cheng Jun with a look of madness, while the other one had a white cloth on his head and was unconscious all the time. He was afraid that he was about to go out of Yuanhe Dijie now.

Li Qin can't sacrifice Fengtian's safety even if he is in power, but the hatred of killing his son is irreconcilable. Just pay one more person, and he can get a complete peace negotiation, and the country is safe. For peace, anyone can Those who sacrificed, even if they turned right and wrong, sent the hero to the execution ground.

Ling Yu also finally understood the reason for the strangely calm feeling.

It wasn't that he was waiting for Emperor Cheng to liquidate him, but Emperor Cheng was waiting for him in the deep palace, like a hunter hidden in the dark, quietly waiting for the inevitable prey.

The snowflakes were rustling, and the night was gradually rising, and the palace people were busy raising the glazed palace lanterns.The candles in the Minghua Hall where Emperor Cheng lived were brightly lit, and the candles were brightly reflected in the night sky, like a piece of fire. Emperor Cheng had changed into ordinary clothes, removed his crown, and was still burning with red candles in his hands.The palace people don't know since when, Emperor Cheng likes to fill the Minghua Palace with red candles. At night when there is nothing to do, he often fills up the candles one by one quietly by himself. Nobody dared to disturb him, so now they dare not remind Emperor Cheng that there is still the Third Prince who has been kneeling in the snow since the afternoon.

The fine snow and ice melted gently on the dark blue cloak. Ling Yu knelt in front of the Minghua Palace, watching the palace light up from the dimness of the glazed palace lanterns to the flickering brightness of the candlelight.And in this dazzling light, he didn't know how long he had been kneeling, he only felt the silence in front of the hall, only Xueluo's voice remained.

Concubine Qin Guifei came here at night and gave Emperor Cheng a bowl of bird's nest that cleared the heart and nourished the lungs. Although she looked sideways at Ling Yu who was kneeling straight, she didn't say anything. Kneeling here, she doesn't fully know.She doesn't like to delve into the right and wrong. No matter why Ling Yu is punished by Emperor Cheng, she will be happy.

When she came out of the palace, she walked in front of the Minghua Palace in a very graceful manner, holding a hollowed-out gold-woven hand stove in her hand, and the palace servants behind her held a silk umbrella to block the snow. Glancing at the pale Ling Yu, a slight smile appeared on his delicate and bright face: "Third Prince, you have to take care, it doesn't matter if you get cold, but don't get cold."

No matter what Ling Yu is asking for, she finds it ridiculous. Being with you is like being with a tiger. Why do you always hope for a strong relationship with each other, but let others crush your heart before you know how to turn around?How stupid.

Ling Yu still knelt straight, and neither the bone-chilling cold nor Concubine Qin's sarcasm seemed to disturb him at all. Perhaps for him, this was also a big gamble, a gamble on the last reason and love that had once been full of red plums.

At the moment, Zhao'an, who was alone in the mansion's conference room, was a little restless, and he couldn't read a single word of the document that Ah Mian sent him.There was no movement in the Prince's Mansion until dinner time, so Zhao'an went back to the Prince's Mansion through the secret passage, but felt that the mansion was deserted, and Ling Yu didn't know where he went, so he pretended to ask the butler casually.

The butler stopped talking for a while, and finally told Zhao'an that Ling Yu had gone to the palace through Zhao'an's gradually tense face, and he had gone there since the afternoon, and he has not returned until now.

Zhao'an's heart sank immediately, Ling Yu must not stay out of Ling Yan's matter, he was really worried, thought for a while, then turned his head and returned to the mansion, found Qi Yuan, and directly drew his sword and put it on his neck.

Qi Yuan put down the book in his hand, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What does Pavilion Master mean?"

Zhao'an lowered his sword and said, "Your Highness has entered the palace, and he hasn't come back yet. I know you have a way to enter the palace."

Qi Yuan tried to stay away from the sword's edge: "Your Highness has his own measure, and you and I don't need to worry about this kind of thing."

Zhaoan knew all these things, but maybe it was because Ling Yu and Ling Yu broke up because of Ling Yan's matter before, or the sadness and despair that Ling Yu came back from the palace late at night was still vivid in his mind, and he always felt a little uneasy , said sharply: "No need to talk nonsense, I want to enter the palace."

Qi Yuan looked at his worried and serious expression, and then at the sharp knife on his neck.Helpless, he had no choice but to ask someone to prepare the car, turned around and took a disguise pill from the bookshelf behind him.