Here, Qi Xinlin and Alan returned to their place of residence and were about to open the lock of the small courtyard door. Alan suddenly discovered something. He pulled out a letter inserted in the crack of the door and said strangely: "Huh? What is this?"

There isn’t even a name for the recipient, so it couldn’t have been someone who stuffed it in the wrong place, right?”

Qi Xinlin was not interested, so he pushed the door open and said casually: "Open it and see what it is."

Alan followed him into the house and put the things in his hands away before taking out his hand and opening it. He had been following Qi Xinlin since he was a child and had no problem with reading. There were only two lines in the letter. He read the two lines at a time: "Chen Ling is treasonous."

, kill the accompanying army, sneak back into the territory and be caught, the queen will ask and behead her!"

As he read, his voice became lower and lower, intentionally not wanting the people around him to hear, but it was already too late. He hurriedly snatched the piece of paper away with one hand and stared at the words on it to read them one by one.

"How is it possible..." Qi Xinlin's first reaction was that he didn't believe it. He believed her, and there was no way she would betray Fengyang. Then this news was either false, or she had been framed, and she was in danger now!

Alan immediately calmed down and analyzed calmly: "Sir, this letter was sent to us out of nowhere. It doesn't even have a signature. I'm afraid it's a scam. We can't mess up our situation."

Qi Xinlin rubbed the surface of the paper with his thumb. It felt velvety and had fine gold powder. This was the paper material favored by Weizhou nobles. He had an idea in his mind, "Alan, pack your bags. We will leave early tomorrow morning for Weizhou.

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"Sir, this is obviously a trap. It may be aimed at you. I don't know what is waiting for you. If you go there, you don't know what will happen. It may be dangerous." Alan disagreed with his decision.

"Alan, even if nine out of ten are false and only one is true, I don't want to gamble with her." Determination brewed in his eyes, "I have to go."

Alan knew his temperament, so he stopped trying to persuade him and just said, "Okay, then Alan will accompany you."

Late at night, all the items in the house were packed away. Qi Xinlin sat at the small table by the window for a long time. Then he thought of someone. He picked up the original copy of Mr. Ji he got today and slowly opened it.

As the person who gave it to said, there are several marks on it, but they are not painted with ink, but affixed with plum blossom petals. He has seen these words and they form a homonym: Ye Weishuang, Thinking of Qilin,

Give him incense.

He smiled, and the weight he had been tense for a few moments seemed to suddenly be lifted. He picked up the plum blossom petals and put them on the back of his hand, put them on the tip of his nose and smelled them. The faint fragrance was not easy to detect, just like the person who picked the plum blossoms and gave them to him.

Same, very comfortable.

He looked up and looked out the window, lost his mind, and changed the position marked by the plum petals.

If she found this place and saw this, she would understand his answer.

On the border of Weizhou and Yucheng, a watchtower stands at the junction of two mountains, bisecting the road leading to Yucheng. Thousands of troops are stationed there patrolling throughout the day to protect the people behind them.

Ever since Dongxu started the war, the road along the border has been blocked to prevent anyone from coming in or out. Normally, no one would risk their lives to run here, but now, a wave of people is coming from the north along the road.

It was dusty as we came, and there were several carts of things behind them, covered with gray cloth.

"Stop, move forward, and let go!"

Fengling took out the gold medal given by the emperor and shouted: "Chen Ling of the Divine Order Department is back from Dongxu!"

She and Tang Shi all had colorful hair on their bodies, their hair was messy on their foreheads, and their faces looked a little tired.

The patrolman immediately sent a message and invited the captain over, but the garrison captain seemed unkind and asked her: "Sir Chen, if I remember correctly, you went to get married and didn't ask for your Majesty's orders. How could it happen suddenly?"

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