Deposed Empress General

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Chapter 131: When To Go

In the depths of the long-inhabited palace, a line of sunlight passed through the gaps in the edge of the window, exposing dancing dust. The left wolf's forehead was attached to Murong Yan's chin, and the blue stubble made her a little itchy.

She reached out her hand, touching his face, and just about to speak, Murong Yan shook her head: "Don't talk." He took her into her arms and hugged so quietly.

In the endless silence, she felt his heartbeat again. She reached out and touched his face. He lowered his head, and his fiery lips burned the back of her hand. Four eyes were opposite, years were silent.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Yunzhao walked in, saw the two in the corner, didn't speak, but made a gesture to the left wolf.

Zuo Canglang heard him say that Murong Yan hadn't eaten for two days, of course he understood, and said, "Your Majesty, eat something first?"

Murong Yan didn't speak, Wang Yunzhao had ordered someone to bring in the porridge. Zuolanglang took it, and fed him spoonful spoonful. He ate a few bites before asking: "How come you back?" It was a little bit bad in the words: "Is your servant called to enter the palace?"

Zuo Canglang reluctantly said, "His Royal Highness misses his father, and noisy to come back to see."

Murong Yan snorted and finally asked, "He is back?"

Zuolanglang said, "Well, will your Majesty meet him?"

Murong Yan finished the porridge with three or two sips, stood up holding an antique rack, and said, "Let's go."

Zuo Canglang went out with him, and when he came out of the palace room, his fragility disappeared without trace. His posture is still upright, and there is a certain determination and authority between the eyebrows.

Zuo Canglang followed him, and while walking to Yushu, he said, "King Anyang came to see the lonely."

Wang Yunzhao responded and hurried to do it. Zuo Canglang originally wanted to return to the Nanqing Palace. Wang Yunzhao signaled her to stay, and she went to the study room with Murong Yan. After a while, Murong announced, and the palace man presented a cup of lotus seeds.

Zuo Langlang fed him with a small bowl, and Murong Yan frowned slightly, and finally opened his mouth to eat.

The palace people were relieved, and Murong Xuan knelt down and said, "Children and sons meet the father."

Murong Yan said, "In a few years, you will also grow up. Get up."

Murong Xuan worshipped again: "Thank your father."

Murong Yan raised his hand and motioned to the palace person to give him a bowl of soup. After Murong declared gratitude, he asked, "I heard that you are quite successful in Anyangzhou. Zhou Zhuo praised you in the playing."

Murong Xuan said: "It is only the blessing of his father Wang Fuze. How can the sons and daughters He De and He dare to make a contribution?"

Mu Rongyan said: "Good work is good work, and Anyangzhou is a matter of great deal. You do n’t need to be humble. You are rewarded for good work. Since you can manage Anyangzhou, you will be assigned to Koizumiyama. But it's where Da Yan's portal is, take care of it. "

Murong Xuan said for a moment that if Anyangzhou is just a barren land and can be rewarded at will, Koizumi Mountain is different. That was the place where Yu Guo, Gu Zhu, Wu Wu were all fighting for.

He knelt down and thanked him again, and Murong Yan said, "You rushed back all the way, and you worked hard, just go and rest."

After Murong announced his retirement, Murong Yan drank the porridge and suddenly asked Zuo Canglang: "This time, when do you plan to go back?"

Zuolanglang wiped his mouth for him and asked, "Drink more?"

He snorted again, but he did not refuse.

At night, when Bun Yang came over to help the disease again, Wang Yunzhao stopped her. She knew it--that person ... was back?

In Bifeng Palace, Jiang Bilan said, "When she came back, Her Majesty's body was much better."

Ke Qing accompany him and said, "No, she is really a good medicine for her Majesty."

Jiang Bilan once again mentioned the left wolf, but she did not see any hatred in her words, but she only said, "I heard that she taught her three highness well."

Ke Qing said, "She doesn't know a lot of words. I think that the three lords will grow up to be just a reckless husband."

Jiang Bilan glanced at her and said, "Aren't you from her house, why is it always full of resentment every time she mentions her?"

But Qing stunned and thought for a long time, but she couldn't tell the reason for hating her. The only question asked was: "She killed her maiden's house, does she not hate her?"

Jiang Bilan lowered her head and continued to embroider the belt in her hand, saying, "If it had been in the past, this palace would definitely hate it. But in fact ... it wasn't her who ruined the palace.

But Qing was a little puzzled, but she didn't speak again.

A few days later, Murong Xuan was preparing to return to Anyang Island. Zuo Canglang sent him outside Xihuamen, and Murong declared and stopped. Zuolanglang patted his shoulder and said, "Go, Xuaner has grown up and can already be on his own."

Murong Xuan still asked: "Are you really not going to return to Anyang Island with me?"

Zuolanglang said, "No, take good care of your mother-in-law."

Murong Xuan said, "You're alone in Jinyang, I'm not at ease."

Zuo Canglang laughed and said, "I have been alone in Jinyang when there was no His Highness."

Murong Xuan thought about it, too, he said: "Then you wait for me to come back, if you are not happy, then come to Anyangzhou to find me."

Zuolanglang looked down and said with a smile, "Well."

Murong Xuan got on the horse, not far away, and then turned back, and saw that she was still standing under the city, with her clothes floating, as if she would go by wind. He suddenly turned over and dismounted, hurried a few steps, and hugged her suddenly. The left wolf stunned, and after a long time, reached out and patted his back.

Murong announced the Xihuamen and always felt that someone was following him. Fearing Murong Yan's suspicion, he returned to Jinyang with Zuolanglang without any followers. When I returned, I was alone. But the road always felt that there were a pair of eyes in the dark, and of course he was alert enough-there were not a few people in Jinyang who wanted him to die.

Therefore, he turned right and left all the way, and finally entered the forest and never went out again. Soon after, a monk came in. Murong Xuan looked confused: "Master, who are you?"

The monk turned his head, and although he wore awns, he looked pretty good. He said: "Azuo is afraid that you will be in danger and ask the poor monk to protect you back to Anyang Island."

Murong Xuan said, "It's up to you? A monk?" He laughed. "If someone is going to kill me, can you protect yourself?"

The monk was not poor with him, saying, "Get on the road quickly."

Murong Xuan said, "Master, what is your law number?" The monk ignored him, and asked afterwards, "How did Azu know you? Why never mentioned you again?"

The monk still ignored, and he nodded, suddenly realized, "Don't you also hate my father?"

The monk froze slightly, and Murong Xuan shouted, "I rely on it, really! Zheng Chu said that his robe and teacher were killed by my father. This is already miserable. What kind of hatred are you and my father? Wouldn't it have killed your family? "

The monk finally said, "You can say that."

Murong Xuan patted his forehead with a headache expression: "Well, my father, the throne, is really hard to come by, um, hard to come by."

The monk was a little impatient, picked up his collar in one hand, and walked out of the wood in three or two steps. Murong Xuan only felt that he was thrown right away. Then the horse's **** was slammed hard, and the whole horse came out like an arrow. He looked dumb-this martial art, Zheng Chu can't be ranked when it comes to mentioning shoes!

He shouted, "Azo is too much, why don't you let me worship you as a teacher--"

Of course, the monk was a Tibetan song. He followed, and the boy was the descendant of Murong Yan. If you hesitate again, maybe you will change your mind and take his life. But think about the time when the Tibetan Sword Villa was destroyed and his face was dead, he was not born yet.

What's wrong?

Jinyang City, Murong Yan's illness is getting worse every day. Taiyi is helpless. Wang Yunzhao wanted to tell the world and searched for famous doctors, but Murong Yan refused. That's how he is. He doesn't want to pick up his wounds and show it to others.

The atmosphere in the palace was also tense every day, and Jiang Bilan kept an eye on the movement here and there. The forces in the dark were swaying while he was sick.

However, Murong Yan had never called to see the left wolf again, he did not want to see her when he was ill. I don't even want anyone to be there. However, that night, the left wolf was reading a book, and a housekeeper suddenly came over and said, "General, Your Majesty has a request!"

Zuo Canglang was a little weird. He followed the housekeeper and went out, but he was not on his way to Murongyan's palace.

Along the way, there are embargoes. Zuolanglang watched from side to side, but did not see Wu Dongting. She asked, "Where did You lead?"

The housekeeper said, "Back to the general, the prince is about to get married, and the commander-in-chief has been appointed out of the city."

Zuolanglang nodded and said, "No wonder."

I came all the way to the remote Fuhe Temple. The left wolf was in the hall. Suddenly the door was closed from behind. Jiang Bilan and Ke Qing were already waiting in the hall.

Zuo Canglang said, "What is the secret of the queen mother-in-law trying to do?"

Jiang Bilan said, "Don't you get the news? Your Majesty ... Suddenly bad, I'm afraid it won't be two days."

Zuo Canglang heard the words and said, "These are really nobody told me."

Jiang Bilan stood up and walked in front of her, saying, "In fact, there shouldn't be any resentment between you and me. If I follow my heart, I would prefer to attract the king as a friend. But the situation is destined to endlessly . "

Zuolanglang looked around and saw deputy commander Lan Jinrong and other guards standing beside him. She said, "What do you want?"

Jiang Bilan said in a deep voice: "The embargo is obedient, and His Majesty has a will. If he goes to heaven, he casts this person in bronze and casts it in the emperor's mausoleum. These things also need to be prepared early. Can't wait to get started quickly? "

Lan Jinrong and others responded in unison: "Yes!"

Zuolanglang understood, and said, "Hurry to kill me now? Afraid of His Majesty to wake up?"

Jiang Bilan said, "Show me the poisonous wine, and the palace will watch her drink."

Lan Jinrong brought the tray up, and Jiang Bilan said, "You are also a decent person. Drink it yourself to prevent them from doing it."

Zuo Canglang said, "Why did my mother have to put me to death? After all, it was His Royal Highness who threatened the Prince."

Jiang Bilan hadn't spoken yet, but Ke Qing said, "Don't talk to her more, be careful about her delaying time."

Zuolanglang glanced at her, picked up the cup in the plate, and the wine in the cup was glowing with blue light. She said: "Jiang Bilan, it is you who harmed them." Jiang Bilan said: "So far, is it meaningful to say these things? "

The left wolf nodded and looked up and drank the wine in the glass. There was no pain at all, and she fell slowly to the ground after a while. Jiang Bilan held her fingers together, and Lan Jinrong stepped forward and said, "This humble job will take her to the tomb."

Jiang Bilan said, "Slow!" She stepped forward and reached out to explore her nose. When she saw that the breath was completely gone, she was still not assured, and tried her heartbeat and pulse. After a long time, she finally said, "Go."

Lan Jinrong asked: "Don't the mother go to the pro-test?"

Jiang Bilan said: "This palace cannot leave the palace, draw the moon, you and the deputy Lan head to the emperor's tomb. Be sure to watch the blue wolf cast into a bronze statue, so as not to violate your will.

Yingyue said, "Yes, mother."

Lan Jinrong ordered people to wrap the left wolf with a white cloth, and carried him all the way out of Jinyang City to the tombs on the outskirts of the city. Huayue followed, just now she was authentic, and suddenly saw someone inside. She was taken aback, looked intently, and suddenly exclaimed, "Dong Dongting!"

Wu Dongting slightly raised his chin, and the guard next to Huayue drew a knife at her. She screamed and whined.

Tong Dongting stepped forward, took the left wolf wrapped in a white cloth in Lan Jinrong's hand, and said, "Others are the same."

Lan Jinrong responded by changing her clothes and casting at the end of the martyrdom under the tomb.

Wu Dongting left the Huangling with his left wolf and came to Chengdong Pier. There is a fishing boat docked at the dock. On the boat sits a weakened old man, wearing a robe and wearing a bucket hat, unable to see his face clearly. Seeing Wu Dongting, he just let him on board.

Tong Dongting untied the white cloth on the left wolf, and the old man diagnosed her veins, saying for a long time, "Just leave it to the old man."

Wu Dongting said: "Please also ask Doctor Jiang to go straight down and send her to Yishui Town, where Tibetan songs will wait for her."

The old man is of course Jiang Xing. He said, "My husband knows."

That night, the boat went down the river and left Jinyang City, disappearing in the heavy night.

When the left wolf woken up, he just felt a smell in his mouth. She stepped out of the cabin, Jiang Xing decoction at the bow, and the blue waves shone outside, and the sunset was tilting west. It was already evening.

She looked back, and saw the smoky water. Among the paintings next to the storyteller, a storyteller talked about "Biography of Generals", saying that the big Yan generals were nothing more than Wen Li, Wen Zhuang, and the left wolf ...

The setting sun was gilded with red and covered with rivers and mountains.

She sat down at the bow of her boat, her clothes dangling from the water, her oars rang, and the small medicine furnace murmured, boiling fumes.

It was when he came to kill the world, when the city went to dusk.

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