"Aning, calm down.
Shadow has sneaked into the palace to investigate, and everything will be fine for now."
He looked at her worriedly.
Ning Yan turned around expressionlessly and continued to walk quickly towards the door.
Gu Mingxuan swung his whip and wrapped it around her arm.
"An Ning, please think clearly, no matter what you thought before.
If you risk everything to break into the palace tonight for a maid, you will officially declare a break with the emperor.
It is difficult to have room for maneuver, and this is what Yun Xiu What they expected."
He said solemnly.
Ning Yan was breathing heavily, and her voice was already trembling slightly: "How could I stand by and watch knowing that she was in danger when I couldn't care so much anymore?"
"A Ning" "Axuan, you know she is my sister."
She turned around and cried, her face covered with tears.
Gu Mingxuan turned the wheelchair to her side and held her hand tightly.
"I know, I know.
It's okay.
Shadow is always with her.
She will be fine."
"Qingluan has suffered so much since childhood.
I just want her to live happily.
I know that it is too dangerous around me, so I have never recognized her.
But I was wrong after all.
I should have let her go earlier.
She left."
She tried hard to hold back her tears, but the tears on her face never stopped.
The hand holding Gu Mingxuan was unconsciously clenched, so tight that there was no trace of blood.
Gu Mingxuan stared at her, his eyes full of distress.
"It's not your fault."
She suddenly shook her head and said in a panic: "No, I can't wait any longer."
She shook off his hand, held up her long skirt and ran quickly to the door.
The night wind blew slowly, and the man in white sighed softly as he looked at the man's retreating back.
The man in black clothes behind him crossed his arms and smiled: "You just let her go."
"Isn't it what you hoped for?"
Gu Mingxuan looked at him coldly and called out in a loud voice, "Lu Li" The man in Tsing Yi, who had been hiding in the darkness and had a complicated expression, stepped forward, with a rare seriousness on his baby face.
"Mountain Lord" "Calling all the people who returned to Lanshan to go to the palace, and also sent an order to Chen Ye of Shen Yujun, asking him to lead his troops to guard the Chenyue Gate and Qingliang Gate of Anhua Gate, and try every means to cut off Chu Feng's imperial army at the Weishui Bridge."
"yes" Gu Mingxuan glanced at Xiao Lin and said coldly: "If you want to help, just follow.
If you don't want to, just stand farther away."
Xiao Lin opened the folding fan with a "pop" sound: "That's not okay, I can't let my future queen be wronged."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a long whip attacking his face with fierce internal energy.
He jumped sideways and easily jumped onto the top of Broken Leaf Pavilion.
There was a "boom", and a piece of bluestone where he was standing just now was smashed to pieces by the whip.
"Senior brother, don't get angry.
Let's take a step first."
He raised his eyebrows and smiled, secretly using his inner strength to fly towards the east and the palace, and his figure disappeared in a blink of an eye.
The moon has disappeared out of sight, the sky is so gloomy that it is almost dripping with water, and only the dull air is slowly flowing around.
Zhuque Street, which was bustling during the day, was now quiet and deserted.
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The wine flags on the street corners hung feebly, like a drunken man sleeping soundly.
At this time, a carriage passed by at a gallop, and the horses ran happily with their hooves flying.
The crisp sound of horse hooves stepping on the bluestone echoed faintly in the dark night and lingered for a long time.
The curtain was opened by a pale and thin hand, and cold wind suddenly poured into the carriage.
An equally bloodless face with messy hair was revealed from behind the car curtain.
"Xiao Wu, are you here?"
"Princess, please go back and get ready.
You will be right there just after turning around."
Xiao Wu held the reins tightly with one hand and raised the whip with the other.
"Princess, sister Qingluan, will you be okay?"
His low and depressing voice floated to her ears along with the sound of the wind.
Ning Yan was startled, then smiled and touched his head: "It'll be fine.
Wait for me at the door later.
Don't go in."
The majestic palace gate stood in front of her, and she didn't know what was waiting for her behind that heavy and solid door.
Is it his cold and decisive face, or the overwhelming rain of arrows coming from the sky, or the three-foot-long white silk with a glass of poisonous wine.
She couldn't care about anything, and all the machinations and tricks were forgotten.
All I know is that nothing will happen to Qingluan, and she wants to be well.
"Meet the eldest princess."
The gatekeeper was stunned for a moment when he saw the visitor, and then saluted quickly.
"Open the door" "The princess palace door has been locked," the man hesitated.
"Open the door," she said in a deep voice, her eyes already covered with ice.
The man looked troubled, and while he was hesitating, he heard a "swish" sound and a silver light came through the air, grazed his cheek and was nailed to the city wall, entering three inches into the wall.
A bleeding wound instantly appeared on his face.
A faint voice came from the darkness in the biting wind, with a slight sarcasm: "Why should you treat yourself with courtesy first and then attack when you break into a palace?"
A black shadow as fast as lightning flashed through the void, passing over everyone's heads and pulling out the long sword that had just been thrown.
Then he turned over and pointed his toes at the wall, taking advantage of the situation to cut the throat of the man just now.
Blood spurted out instantly, and the man fell to the ground before he even had time to struggle and scream.
All these actions were completed in the blink of an eye, and the remaining defenders were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
Ning Yan scolded in a cold voice: "Anyone who disobeys my order again will be killed without mercy."
The vermilion fan slowly opened, and a large mouth that was silent but wanted to swallow everything was also slowly opening, tearing, howling, struggling, and sighing.
The woman in white looked inside the chaotic gate and raised her legs to walk, but she heard the man behind her laugh and said: "How slow are you walking past?"
He flew forward, hugged her waist, and mobilized his inner strength.
Flying towards the splendid Qianyuan Palace in the center.
The smell of blood lingered in her nose, but the boiling and surging waves in her heart gradually calmed down.
He closed his eyes gently, and when he opened them again, it was clear.
"Why did you help me?"
she asked softly as the night wind blew by her ears.
A low voice came from above, with a sense of unreality: "I am helping myself.
I don't care what happens to Donghe, but I said that my position as queen will always be reserved for you."
"Why" "Because you are worthy."
He chuckled softly, "You are not suitable to be in power because you have excess kindness.
But you will be the best queen."
Ning Yan sneered when she heard this, as if she had heard the funniest thing in the world.
The place where it landed happened to be outside the main hall of Qianyuan Palace.
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Several octagonal glazed lotus lanterns were hung in the corridor, illuminating the palace with green tiles and red roofs on all four corners.
Standing at the door was a sleepy little eunuch.
Xiao Lin looked around, touched his chin and said, "What a great invitation for you to enter the urn."
"It's too late to leave now."
Ning Yan walked straight to the palace gate.
"I always like things that are challenging."
Xiao Lin smiled lightly and slashed with the knife, causing Xiao Anzi to fall down.
Xiao Lin, the emperor of the country, naturally refused to help her, and even though Ning Yan was the princess of the country, she had no intention of helping her at the moment.
Just listen to the "pop" sound, which was particularly loud in the silent night, and also broke the last trace of illusion before the huge waves and strong wind.
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