At night, there were no stars or moon, and the sky was heavy, as if it was about to rain heavily. This is common weather in late spring and early summer.
When Ding Jiying and Lu Qiuyue discussed for a long time and finally had the courage to write down the calligraphy letter inviting him to the palace to meet him, it was passed to Ling Yun through flying pigeons. He and Lian Nanchun were at Zhaoyin Mountain Residence. Sitting and chatting in the courtyard.
Although he was talking to the confidante in front of him, his absent-mindedness was inadvertently written on his face.
It turned out that they had gathered with Lian Beiqiu and others a few days ago to discuss how to find opportunities to sneak into the palace to meet the emperor. They also had a detailed discussion on some details and how to deal with unexpected situations that might arise during the process. , finally made up his mind.
After much deliberation, Ling Yun wrote the letter to the emperor. Then, under the arrangement of Lian Nanchun, he contacted Ding Jiying and Lu Qiuyue through Ding Xin; The secret message reached the hands of Emperor Zhao Yu several times.
Highlights: Passing Ding Xin is good.
Speaking of Ding Xin, here are a few more words: This person's identity is not simple. He was once a close family member of Ding Jiying, and was also an important informant placed by Lian Nanchun around Ding Jinzhi.
A few days ago, Li Ruiyun arranged for Li Zhishan and Ding Jinzhi to poison Ling Yun with poisonous wine. Ding Xin followed Ding Jinzhi and took the opportunity to steal and exchange the poisonous Hedinghong for Nuerhong into a kind of fake death agreement. , thus saving Ling Yun’s life.
Later, when the matter was exposed, Li Ruiyun became furious and captured Ding Xin and wanted to execute him in Ling Chi. However, it was expected that Ding Xin would survive the catastrophe, but Princess Huanyu sneaked into the palace to assassinate Li Ruiyun. Under various circumstances, Li Ruiyun After letting Ding Xin go back to inform Ling Yun and Lian Nanchun, he was lucky enough to escape.
Although he narrowly escaped death, when he was trapped in Tianxiao, he was tortured, abused and bruised all over his body. When he returned to Zhaoyin Mountain Residence, Lian Nanchun arranged for him to recuperate in a quiet and leisurely place somewhere, so this paragraph He has not shown up for a long time, until now he was found again because of delivering a letter to Ding Jiying.
Now that the letter has been sent, Ling Yun is anxiously waiting for the emperor's reply, but this wait is painful and long.
Thinking that the emperor was in jail and not knowing what the situation was at this time, his heart was like a cat scratching his head, he was in a mess and had no clue, and he could not calm down no matter what.
As the saying goes, if you don't care about things, you will be in chaos if you care about them.
It wasn't until he heard the clear and sweet chirping of white doves coming from the distance that Ling Yun's originally wandering eyes found his precise position.
He stood up quickly, opened his arms, and firmly caught the long-awaited, beautiful and light little angel.
He couldn't wait to take off the calligraphy book from the pigeon's leg and hurriedly opened it. Lian Nanchun on the side also hurriedly came forward to watch.
After browsing through ten lines at a glance, a happy smile appeared on Ling Yun's handsome and innocent face.
The heroes saw the same thing, and the emperor's thoughts coincided with his!
"The Holy One is worthy of being the Holy One. He is indeed wise, wise and thoughtful!" There were faint waves of light swirling in Ling Yun's clear eyes.
"What a penetrating mind. In my opinion, this is just his skill in controlling people. He has clearly figured out the thoughts of you ministers!" Lian Nanchun curled his lips and spoke coolly on the side. Liang said.
"Chun'er, do you always have such a venomous mouth?" Ling Yun looked at his beloved woman with a smile, and raised his eyes with a hint of teasing.
"Tch, you have to go to the Dragon Pond and Tiger's Den alone again, and you can still laugh. How heartless!" There was a trace of sarcasm in Lian Nanchun's eyes.
"How can I do it alone? Aren't you still accompanying me?" Ling Yun said with a gentle smile on his face.
"Hmph, do you still want to drag me into this muddy water?"
"Didn't we all agree? Why are you regretting it?" His eyes were deep, strong and gentle.
"Repent, I really want to! I really want to go, but is it okay?" Lian Nanchun looked helpless.
"Since you know it's not possible, why are you still complaining so much?" Ling Yun's eyes flashed with a heart-stopping light.
Lian Nanchun was once again captured by his scorching gaze, and couldn't help but hold his breath. After a while, he sighed softly, "Oh, how much debt did I, Lian Nachun, owe you in my previous life, and I will spare no effort to repay it in this life?"
"Chun'er..." The laughter on Ling Yun's face gradually dissipated, and was replaced by a deep and solemn expression, filled with warm sunshine like amber.
He couldn't help but open his strong arms and put his arms around her waist, making her delicate body like soft jade rest tightly in his broad arms.
The side of her face was pressed against his warm chest, listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat in his chest, and she couldn't help but disturb the rhythm of his heartbeat.
The ambiguous wind under the eaves was mixed with the warmth of early summer, and it tickled his and her faces...
The bright moon, which was not yet full, gradually rose into the sky. A transparent gray cloud faintly blocked the moonlight, and a hazy blue smoke seemed to have enveloped the Ouchi Imperial Palace.
It was quiet late at night, filled with the light of the cold moon; in the side hall where the emperor was imprisoned, the flickering lights on the tables flickered on and off, making the shadows of the two people long.
These two people are the emperor Zhao Yu, who has been imprisoned for many days, and his loyal bodyguard Zheng Yifei.
The night was already very deep, but the monarch and his ministers still did not feel sleepy at all. They are anxiously waiting for someone to arrive.
Of course this person is Ling Yun.
Zhao Yu is now in a critical situation, forced to the point of desperation by Li Ruiyun and almost collapse. At this time, the more difficult it is for the emperor, the more eager he is to see the ministers he trusts and relies on the most, to talk to him about his feelings and grievances, and then decide on the next strategy.
The emperor's thoughts coincided with Ling Yun's views, so the secret agreement was made tonight - although there are still some people who don't agree with it, such as Lian Nanchun, Lian Xezhong and others; there are still people who can't figure it out even if they break their heads. Why should we take unnecessary risks, such as Ding Jiying?
Because it is too dangerous to do this, it is almost like gambling with one's own life and luck, betting that tonight will be safe without any accidents, betting that tonight will never happen to Li Ruiyun.
Back to business. The monarch and his ministers waited eagerly, and finally heard a burst of rapid footsteps coming from outside.
Although the footsteps were very fast, they were extremely light, very fast, clean and soundless when they landed on the ground. I think the legendary "stepping on the snow without leaving a trace" was nothing more than this.
Emperor Zhao Yu and Zheng Yifei did not speak. Their eyes intertwined, briefly and urgently, as if a bolt of lightning flashed across the darkness, evoking a moment of throbbing and longing.
The door of the palace was gently pushed open, and Ding Jiying hurried in from the outside. He walked quickly, taking three steps at a time and two steps at a time, and arrived in front of the monarch and his ministers.
"Your Majesty, he is here." Ding Jiying's voice was extremely low, but every word was clear. When it reached the ears of the monarch and his ministers, it was like striking gold and jade, and it was pleasant to the ears.
"Where...is he now?" The emperor felt his heart beating faster.
"Just outside the main hall, waiting for the emperor's call."
"Great, let him in quickly!" The emperor's dark eyes were filled with emotion, and he was trying his best to restrain himself.
Ding Jiying responded with a low eyebrow, turned around and went out. He turned around for a moment, and there was someone behind him.
The man was dressed in the attire of an imperial guard, with the brim of his hat pulled down very low, and his head lowered. The dim candlelight swayed, bathing his entire tall and tall figure in the hazy and dim atmosphere, making him appear blurry and unreal.
Although he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, the outstanding aura exuding from the movements of his hands and feet clearly told Zhao Yu who this person was - because he had no respect for his person. The minister is too familiar.
At this time, the man had already approached him. Without saying a word, he leaned down and bowed deeply, lowered his head respectfully, and bowed his head to the ground.
At this moment, Zhao Yu seemed to have regained the beautiful and confident feeling of being the king of a country and being aloof.
"My dear, please don't be like this. I'm so happy that you can come here to see me despite all the hardships. Lift your head quickly and let me take a good look at you." Looking at the person in front of him, Zhao Yu's heart was like a churning sea, unable to calm down for a long time.
The visitor responded with a low "Yes" and slowly raised his head...
