"Rest?" Ye Langya raised his hand and handed a piece of silk: "If you don't have Yasang again, I'm afraid the sky will change."

As for it? Chu Qiluo took the soft silk from his hand, the extremely simple fabric, but it was extremely flexible. It was foreseeable that even if it was tear hard, it would not break. It was an excellent carrier for conveying messages. The content was concise and concise: "The imperial edict has arrived, and Yasang is full of spies, and there are all three kingdoms."

Three Kingdoms, Li Kingdom, Xia Kingdom, Ling Kingdom, without exception. But what is this? Isn’t it normal for a spy?

Seeing her doubts, Ye Langya pursed his lips: "The spy heard news that his father was slightly ill and had not been to court for two days."

After all, the emperor couldn't hold on. He saw him vomiting blood that day. It was already a blessing to be able to delay until now. If he didn't adjust it, it would be a problem whether he could survive this winter.

Chu Qiluo narrowed his eyes. Since it was a message from the spy, it means that the emperor suppressed the matter, which means that he was still guarding against Ye Langya.

He would rather give him a throne, second only to the throne, only under him, and seem to be glorious. In fact, the so-called throne of King Yasangchen actually threw Ye Langya into a distance and hung it up. He would have to travel for several days even if Ye Langya had the intention of rebelling in the future, so that even if Ye Langya had the intention to rebel in the future, he would have enough time to recruit troops.

Therefore, if Ye Langya has not arrived in Yasang for a day, the emperor will suppress the news all day, even if he dies. On the outside, Prince Chen, who is still on the way, should not know what is happening in the capital. Once he dares to return to the court, he will be immediately punished for treason. The Three Kingdoms are eyeing him, and Ye Langya is imprisoned, and the Three Kingdoms will immediately raise troops to attack Yue Shang!

This is also the reason why Ye Langya desperately rushed to Yasang. As long as he can catch up, as long as he can catch up...

She stopped hesitating and then whipped her horse's buttocks hard and galloped eastward.

In the evening, they finally arrived in Yasang. The journey was smooth and they had never encountered an assassin killer. Maybe the teams were too ostentatious and they rushed all the way, so the assassin killer didn't react.

Under Yasang City, flags were fierce, swords were as sharp as forests, and the troops were silent. All the soldiers stood under the city silently, waiting for their gods who came to meet with them thousands of miles away.

The sound of horse hooves came from afar. They suddenly raised their heads, but did not dare to have too much expectations. The horse gangs that have passed by these days have disappointed them many times. Until they saw the leader galloping in a black shirt with the wind of the king, and the more and more cavalry behind them, they finally cheered.

"General Lang General Lang!"

Ye Langye did not pause at all, and the crowd separated automatically. He rode his horse by, and everyone's hearts seemed to be scalded by hot water, hot, and they were exhausted for days and worked so hard that they turned into clouds and smoke.

They rushed into the Yasang City, where the city gate was wide open, like lightning.

The moment they entered the city, the lights of thousands of families in the city extended all the way, illuminating the darkening night. At the same time, bright fireworks bloomed over the palace, blooming in the air, stunning and unscathing for a long time.

That night, Yasang finally ushered in its king.

That night, it was later called the return of the king.

In fact, the tense nerves all the way into Yasang completely relaxed, and the green spring and winter spirit were extremely tired. The three of them took a bath and then took a rest.

In a daze, Chu Qiluo heard the sound of gongs and drums outside the palace, and couldn't help but smile. Tonight, Yasang was afraid that many people would not sleep without intention...

"Qi'er..."

In the darkness, Chu Qiluo sat up and rubbed his eyes: "Mom, are you calling me?"

As his eyes lit up, Lin Yinbin slowly approached the candlestick, and smiled with a smile on his eyes: "Qi'er, look, this is the letter from Sister Murong to you."

Oh, he took the letter from her hand, but he was confused and couldn't see clearly. He thought that he had just woken up and his eyes were blurred. She blinked hard, but there was still a blur in front of her. Chu Qiluo put the paper close to her eyes and saw only a brief line of words [Shi Nian, the Bai family was beheaded, and the eldest daughter Bai Murong...] beheaded? Isn't the Bai family good? Chu Qiluo was shocked and suddenly realized something was wrong. His mother was dead. So, who is Lin Yin in front of her?

Turning his head, he turned into Bai Murong's face, with a clear face. She handed over the lights and smiled gently: "Qi'er, read it to Wei Niang."

Chu Qiluo opened her mouth, trying to speak but couldn't speak. If she didn't speak, she could not even move now, but she was particularly clear-headed and knew that she should be in a dream, so she tried to stretch her hands and feet to wake herself up.

Seeing that she hadn't responded for a long time, Bai Murong turned into Lin Yin again. Her face slowly became ferocious. The candlelight in her hand slightly turned, igniting the curtain on her bed. She couldn't move, so she could only watch herself trapped in the sea of ​​fire. In the heat of the fire, the flames jumped and winded into a sea of ​​blood...

"Miss!"

"Wake up! Qiluo!"

Whose screams... Chu Qiluo suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, her whole body was already cold. She gasped for a long time before she realized, turned her head and looked at the worried Green Chundong Ling.

"Miss, are you having a nightmare? You're sweating on your face." Dong Ling thoughtfully wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Chu Qiluo then realized that she was soaking in her sideburns. She took the water handed over by Luchun and drank it all. The warm water spread all the way to her abdomen. Her body also regained some consciousness. She coughed a few times and said hoarsely: "Dong Ling, I saw my mother."

"Madam?" Dong Ling was also stunned: "Is it Mrs. Bai or Mrs. Lin?"

"Everything." Chu Qiluo frowned: "What's strange is that I saw a note...it said, "The Bai family was killed..."

"Bang!" The teacup that Lu Chun handed to Dong Ling fell to the ground and fell into pieces. Seeing them turning to look at her, Dong Ling smiled awkwardly, bent down and reached out to clean up the fragments: "Ah, I was so careless."

Dong Ling has always been cautious in her actions, so how could she make such mistakes? She is obviously guilty! Could it be that she is aware of this?

"Dong Ling!" Chu Qiluo narrowed his eyes: "You don't need to lie in front of me. You and I have eaten and slept together for more than ten years. Do you think you can deceive me? What do you know?"

"Miss!" Dong Ling knelt down and burst into tears: "I promised that the master would not tell you about this!"

A slap knocked Chu Qiluo's eyes darkened. Her words indirectly confirmed that this matter was the truth. Is this really strange? The note really exists? Although I couldn't believe it, Chu Qiluo still looked angry: "Okay, very good!" She sneered and pointed out at the door: "The first thing to do is to be a slave or a servant is to be considerate and obedient. If you don't listen to me, then you will leave!"

"Miss!" Dong Ling cried out in grief and looked at her in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe that Chu Qiluo would drive her away because of such a trivial matter.
Chapter completed!