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In this world, is there really such a thing as a heart-to-heart relationship?
In the 33rd year of Yuan Ding, on April 29th, Lin Wanyue's 21st birthday, he had a few drinks.
At night, Lin Wanyue fell asleep under the service of Youqin and had a dream.
It can be said that Lin Wanyue has been looking forward to this dream for a long time. She dreamed of Li Xian.
Li Xian is still the same, wearing a noble palace attire, with a just right smile on her face.
Standing opposite Li Xian, Lin Wanyue felt a sudden pain in her heart.
In the dream, Lin Wanyue grabbed Li Xian by the shoulder and asked her: Why did she cruelly sacrifice those twenty brothers? Why did they collude with the Huns? Since Li Zhong was killed, whose child is it? !
But Li Xian in the dream never said a word, no matter how impatient Lin Wanyue was.
Suddenly, the dream changed, and she and Li Xian came to the edge of a cliff.
The familiar cliff, the scenery here is still the same, before Lin Wanyue could react, Li Xian fell off the cliff!
"No!" Lin Wanyue shouted, she suddenly recalled that she had almost the same dream, Li Xian led her out of the flames, and then pushed her down from here!
Lin Wanyue lay on the cliff, shouting hysterically, she watched Li Xian fall into the clouds, and Li Xian's eyes were full of sadness.
"No!" Lin Wanyue in her dream couldn't control herself. At the last moment, she resolutely jumped off the cliff.
"No! Ha ha" Lin Wanyue woke up from the nightmare.
Panting heavily, beads of sweat flowed down Lin Wanyue's forehead.
The dream was so real that when Lin Wanyue woke up, she couldn't distinguish reality.
Lin Wanyue didn't even have time to calm down and think about whether she had forgiven Li Xian. At this moment, all she could think about was: she didn't want Li Xian to die.
"Youqin! Youqin!"
Youqin, who had been secretly on duty at night outside the door, suddenly heard Lin Feixing calling herself in a panic, and was startled.
In an instant, he took out what he had learned all his life, flashed to the door, and pushed the door open.
"Master!" Fortunately, Lin Feixing sat on the bed safe and sound, but his expression was very bad.
"Marshal, but is there a nightmare?" Youqin has exhausted all means in the past year, but she still can't get Lin Feixing out of the nightmare.
Lin Wanyue took a few breaths and calmed down a little.
"Youqin"
"The subordinate is here."
"Recentlyhave youreceived a letter from the princess?"
Youqin was stunned, a dull pain slipped through her heart, but she still replied truthfully: "No, I have been kicked out of Shadow Banner by Your Highness."
"Oh, you go down first."
"yes!"
"Wait a moment!"
"What's your order, Marshal?"
"You have Du Yushu come to see me after dawn."
"yes!"
"It's still let's ask him to come to see me now."
Youqin looked at Lin Feixing and felt that there was something precious in her heart that was broken.
"Yes." Youqin left.
Half an hour later, Youqin brought Du Yushu to the Marshal's Mansion.
Bringing people here, Youqin was about to leave, but was stopped by Lin Feixing.
Seeing Du Yushu, Lin Feixing asked straight to the point: "Yushu, how long has it been since the princess wrote?"
Du Yushu froze for a moment, and replied truthfully: "Twenty days."
"How often do you usually receive a letter?"
Youqin and Du Yushu looked at each other, and finally Youqin replied: "In the past, every fifteen days, we would send a silk report to His Highness, and His Highness will definitely reply within seven days."
"That is to sayshe hasn't given an order for more than thirteen days?"
"Yes." Du Yushu nodded.
Lin Wanyue sat down on a chair and asked, "How is the current situation in Beijing?"
A look of embarrassment flashed across Du Yushu's face, and Lin Wanyue slapped the small table with a "slap".
"Say it!"
"Yes! I don't know much about your subordinates, but it is said that His Majesty has been in poor health this year. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince supervised the country. At the beginning of the year, the princes from all walks of life returned to Beijing routinely. After the Shangyuan Festival, King Qi, Xiang The kings returned to their respective fiefs, and heard that His Royal Highness King Chu fell ill suddenly, and it was not suitable for him to travel far, so he stayed in the capital.Xiao Twelve pondered for a moment, looked at the serious Lin Feixing, and finally nodded.
Next, there is a long wait.
On the tenth day, Xiao Twelve came back and told Lin Feixing: She had already contacted one of the banner owners of the Shangsan Banner, and conveyed Lin Feixing's words clearly, and the banner owner said that he would arrange it as soon as possible.
Regarding the decree for obtaining secrets, Xiao Twelve is proficient in the art of disguise, so she picks it up in person, and then gives it to another banner owner to take it back to the northern border.
After another five days, Youqin finally came back.
Youqin said to Lin Feixing: Because Lin Feixing rejected Queen Mansha's rescue proposal, Modun's tribe has been chasing after the leader Mansha for more than half a year; fortunately, Queen Mansha gave up the base camp decisively and wandered with the troops and clansmen. In the grassland, the Maodun tribe was not killed, but it was also a serious injury. Youqin managed to find Queen Mansha, and after lobbying again and again, Queen Mansha finally agreed with Lin Feixing. When they met in Tuo La Grassland, Lin Feixing was only allowed to take one person with him.
The so-called Metola Grassland is what the Huns called it. Lin Wanyue didn't know the exact location at all, but fortunately Youqin knew it. Lin Wanyue took Youqin with her on the road after explaining her military affairs.
On the other side, the mysterious owners of the Shangsan Banner gathered in an inconspicuous private house in Gyeonggi.
The owner of the first banner: son.
The owner of the second flag: Qingyan.
Three Flags Banner Holder: Yu Xian, followed by a small oil bottle, Xiao Shiyi.
One male, three females.
"Brother Zi, Sister Qingyan, long time no see." Yu Xian greeted them with a smile, but because of their noble status, Xiao Shiyi, who was only under the Three Banners, had never met them.
With a sound of "Ding!", Xiao Shiyi didn't react at all, Yu Xian had already pulled out his sword, and made a move with the banner owner named "Zi".
"Brother Zi, please be merciful, she is not an outsider, she is the owner of the eleventh banner."
Behind the mask came a hoarse voice like an old bellows: "Yu Xian, you broke the rules, she is not going to the Three Banners, she is not qualified to see me and Qingyan."
Yu Xian's expression became extremely serious in an instant: "I brought her here, of course I have my reasons, no one can hurt her hair anymore, I respect you for being old, call you big brother, don't toast and eat Take fine wine!"
"Okay!" The flag master Qingyan took the initiative to stand between the two of them, held their wrists, and said kindly: "Since the death of the great master, we haven't seen the flag master of the three flags for many years. Since Yu'er issued a special recruitment order, there must be something urgent, so let's sit down." (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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