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Early in the morning, just after the first sun rose, the gate of Yanding City was opened wide by the combined force of several guards.

Under the escort of two hundred soldiers from the God Arm Battalion led by Fu Yunhe, more than a dozen carriages carrying supplies and escorts from the Luoyue City Camp entered the city mightily.

The long queue attracted the curious eyes of many people nearby.

After the carriage entered the city, the troops immediately divided into two groups. Two of the carriages went to the garrison, and the rest of the large troops headed for the camp of the God Arm Battalion.

On weekdays, the entrance of the God Arm Camp is calm and quiet, but today it is as noisy as a vegetable market. The heads of people can't wait to wait at the entrance of the camp, and everyone cranes their necks to look in the direction of the city gate. , for fear of missing something.

Suddenly, a soldier hurried over and shouted out of breath, "Come, come! Captain Fu is back!"

Everyone looked at him with bated breath, he adjusted his breathing, and then said the sentence everyone expected: "Our iron arrow is here!"

While he was talking, Fu Yunhe and the dozen or so loaded carriages could be seen from a distance at the end of the road. Fu Yunhe rode on a black horse with a high head and was in high spirits. You could tell him at a glance. In a good mood.

The next moment, the soldiers all around cheered.

The entire God Arm Camp was boiling, and everyone was rejoicing and rejuvenated.

In fact, there are still iron arrows in the army. The iron arrows sent this time are only 30,000, and the real number is only ten per person, and it can't play any key role. But Fu Yunhe once told them that this batch of iron arrows uses the latest smelting method. With these 30,000 sticks, it means that there will be more 30,000 sticks, 300,000 sticks, and 3 million sticks soon. ...

In the future, their Divine Arm Battalion will never be short of iron arrows again!

Thinking of that "future", every soldier is gearing up and can't wait to go to the battlefield...

The morale of Yanding City was boosted by the arrival of these iron arrows, but at the same time, the atmosphere in Dengli City was completely opposite.

"Snapped--"

Ikaluo grabbed the paperweight on the bookcase and threw it out, and smashed it hard on a large celadon vase in the corner of the study.

The large celadon vase swayed a few times on the high-footed table, and then fell to the bluestone floor with a "bang". The vase was torn apart and fragments flew.

After that, there was silence in the room.

The soldiers who came to report lowered their heads slightly, knowing that the coach must be in a bad mood at the moment, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

"Hateful! It's really hateful!" Ikaluo said through gritted teeth.

He was deceived by Xiao Yi's tricks again!

"Snapped--"

Ikaluo's fist slammed heavily on the book case, "This Xiao Yi is really as cunning as a fox! This commander still underestimates him! He has lost a thousand soldiers of this commander!"

What is even more unfortunate is that the people who have been lurking in the Southern Border Army for ten years have been ruined like this!

Ten years, a full ten years of spies have been removed like this.

Ikaluo's heart is like a knife, and he really wants to lead his troops straight to Yongjia City to smash the treacherous Zhennan prince Xiao Yi into tens of thousands of pieces.

But after all, he is the head coach of the Nanliang army, so he can't act in a temporary manner, and he must take the overall situation into consideration.

Fortunately, just in case, he only let Baolahe pay attention to the medicine sent from Luoyue City, and did not tell Baolahe his next plan. Now, no matter how severely Yanding City was tortured, it is impossible to know his plan!

However, in order to avoid long nights and dreams, it is better to fight this battle quickly...

Ikaluo took a deep breath, gradually calmed down, raised his eyes and asked the soldier standing on the other side of the desk: "Li Erjie, you just said that in addition to those iron arrows, there are two carts of medicines for the treatment of acclimatization. He was also sent to Yanding City?"

"Yes, Commander." Li Erjie bowed and clasped his fists back.

Although they still have people in Yanding City, they are only in some insignificant positions. Now that Balach is captured, he can only get these vague military information.

Ikaluo moved his fingers on the desk a few times. It is now mid-November. Time and opportunity are fleeting. We must seize this opportunity to give Xiao Yi and the Southern Border Army a fatal blow. hit!

Ikaluo clenched his fists, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and ordered: "Li Erjie, order the army to regroup and prepare to go out!"

His tone was cold and decisive, as if he was about to fall out of ice scum.

"Yes, Commander!" Li Erjie took the command, his voice loud and firm.

"and also……"

Ikaluo squinted his eyes, pondered for a while, and then instructed: "Li Erjie, immediately send a message to Yanding City, just say..."

...

After Ikaluo's order went down, a carrier pigeon flew out of Dengli City... Within half a day, Sun Xinyi's house welcomed an uninvited guest again. The thin man in black stepped into the night and visited again.

Although Sun Xinyi prayed that the other party would never come again, she also knew that this was just her own extravagant wish.

She had already stepped into a bottomless quagmire. Even if she struggled desperately, she couldn't stop her body from sinking slowly. The icy quagmire had already drowned her neck...

"What you want to know, what I know, I've already told you, what else are you doing here?" Sun Xinyi squeezed out a sentence almost dying, still holding the last glimmer of hope in her eyes.

The skinny man didn't care about Sun Xinyi's disgust at all, or in other words, in his eyes, Sun Xinyi was not a person at all, but a valuable object - an object whose humanity had been lost.

"Miss Sun, our commander is merciful and spares your life, shouldn't you repay our commander well?" The thin and thin man said yin and yang, "The commander said that he wants the girl to do one last thing... "

Sun Xinyi gritted her teeth and said, "Is this true?" As long as she does one more thing, she can get rid of these annoying blood leeches? !

"Of course! Who is our commander? Naturally, we have one word." The thin man assured him without hesitation.

"What do you want me to do?" Sun Xinyi took a deep breath and asked slowly.

The thin man's mouth curled proudly, looking kind, but his eyes were as cold as a jackal, and he relayed Ikaluo's order...

Sun Xinyi's eyes were almost stunned, she couldn't believe her ears, and her body trembled with fear. She knew they wouldn't let her go so easily, but she didn't expect them to be so cruel...

The glimmer of hope in her eyes shattered like a fragile spider silk!

The bottom of her heart and eyes were occupied by boundless fear, but so what?

No matter how afraid she is, she has no other choice but to fight to the death.

Can not give up! As long as there is a glimmer of hope, she may not be able to live.

Just like that time.

She said to herself over and over again in her heart...

The skinny man glanced at Sun Xinyi disdainfully, ignored her, and strode away.

Sun Xinyi sat on the spot dumbfounded, and did not regain her senses for a long time.

The maid Caiwei on the side looked at her girl very worried.

I don't know how long it took, Caiwei finally couldn't help but whispered: "Girl... girl, what should we do?"

Sun Xinyi woke up like a dream, she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the despair in her eyes disappeared, replaced by calm.

Didn't she decide that day?

If she wants to live, she will have nothing when she dies, it is just a name in someone else's mouth, it is just a sigh in someone else's words, it is just a story to remember.

She wants to live, only to live is the most real!

Sun Xinyi stood up and said, "Caiwei, wait for me to dress up."

Seeing that the girl had an idea in her mind, Caiwei also made up her mind, and hurriedly went to serve Sun Xinyi in dressing and dressing.

Sun Xinyi changed into a half-new turquoise-blue little stand-up collar, and brushed it with a simple one.

Caiwei originally wore a green lotus-colored silk flower for her, but she picked it again. After careful consideration, she wore a moon-white velvet flower on her temples, and then carefully looked at herself in the bronze mirror. , she instructed Caiwei to wear the mask she had sewed in the past few days, and then the master and servant went out.

The two of them were familiar with each other and went to the garrison again to ask to see the princess.

Nangong Yue met Sun Xinyi in the main hall as usual. After the two met, Sun Xinyi motioned to her maid, Caiwei, to bring the basket of masks forward and hand it over to Nangong Yue from Thrush.

"Princess Shizi, this is the mask that Xinyi sewed these days."

Nangong Yue picked up a mask from the basket and looked at it. The stitches on it were fine and neat. It was obvious that the sewers had put a lot of effort into it. Not only that, but on the mask that Sun Xinyi sewed, the ear straps on both sides were slightly improved. It is up to the wearer to adjust the length of the earbands.

Nangong Yue praised with a smile: "Miss Sun is really careful, this little mask has such ingenuity."

"Many thanks for your praise, Princess Concubine." Sun Xinyi replied modestly.

She offered to help sew these masks in order to please the princess, of course she put a lot of effort into it - if she just sewed ordinary masks, then those ordinary vulgar women can do it too. What she has done is nothing more than obliterating everyone. She must do well and be outstanding in order to leave an impression in the heart of the imperial concubine and to overpower Han Qixia!

If she had received this compliment before today, she would have been quite complacent, but now...I'm afraid that the imperial concubine might not be able to protect herself, so how could she ask her to protect herself.

Fortunately, the thought she spent these days is not in vain, otherwise the imperial concubine might not trust her easily.

When this is done, she will be able to completely break with the past!

Thrush took the basket and walked to the side again, his eyes half drooping, hiding the sigh in his eyes. Although the mask that this grandson sewed was good, it was not practical. Princess Shizi once said that this mask does not need any tricks, it is better to be simple, so that it can be sewn in large quantities. If every mask is sewn like the grandson, the speed will be at least twice as slow...

Sun Xinyi picked up the tea cup on the side, and rationalized her thoughts through the action of tea, and then hesitantly said: "Prince Concubine, Xinyi is here today, and there is one more thing, it is about my late father..."

"Miss Sun, please speak." Nangong Yue said solemnly with a straight face.

Only then did Sun Xinyi continue: "Four days later, it will be the life sacrifice of my late father. Now that the war is not over, it is not appropriate to organize it. But Xinyi, as a son and daughter, still hopes to do something to pay tribute to his ancestors. The late father committed suicide on the city wall that day. After being sacrificed to the city, Xinyi wants to prepare a few small dishes, some water and wine, and go to the city gate to kneel to worship and mourn, but I don't know if it is appropriate?"

The gates of Yanding City cannot be opened at will, so if Sun Xinyi wants to go out of the city to worship her ancestors, she must ask Nangong Yue's permission.

It is understandable that Sun Xinyi wanted to sacrifice to his deceased father, not to mention that Sun Ghoubei was heroic and sacrificed to guard Yanding City.

Nangong Yue agreed without saying a word.

"Many thanks to the first concubine Quan Xinyi for being a filial daughter." Sun Xinyi hurriedly thanked her, and the innocent little face that had not been smeared with any powder could not be restrained from being moved, "The first concubine and the prince are both righteous, and Xinyi admires them immensely. Xinyi still remembers that after the son-in-law led the army to retake Yanding City, he personally mourned his father and all the fallen soldiers on the city wall, President Wu Qian, Xu Qian, Liu Ba... They all followed their father. After many years, now there are no bones left..."

The more Sun Xinyi spoke, the more excited she became, a faint layer of water vapor appeared in her eyes, and emotions such as grief, sadness, and nostalgia were intertwined. She took out a handkerchief, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said bluntly, "Xinyi lost her temper, please forgive me."

Nangong Yue heard that, and said, "Miss Sun, I will go with you to pay homage to Master Sun and all the fallen soldiers."

Hooked! Sun Xinyi's heart beat faster, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Even the son-in-law had personally removed the soldiers who had been killed in battle, so how could the princess not follow? ! Everything was as she expected.

Sun Xinyi hurriedly stood up and said with a deep blessing, "Xinyi has thanked the concubine and concubine for her deceased father and the soldiers who died in battle." As she spoke, a layer of mist appeared in her eyes, washed away by tears. His eyes were dark and deep.

After making an appointment to meet, Sun Xinyi got up and said goodbye.

After Sun Xinyi left, Nangong Yue also left the main hall not long after, she was planning to go to Lin Jingchen's yard to find Han Qixia, but unexpectedly she saw a familiar blue figure coming towards her.

"Sister Xia." Nangongyue showed a bright smile, and she and Sister Xia really had a good heart.

"Yue'er." Han Qixia said with a strange expression, "I met Miss Sun at Ermen just now..."

Nangong Yue was stunned, this was a coincidence. She immediately realized that Han Qixia's words had a lingering rhyme, and raised her brows slightly, and said, "Sister Xia, Miss Sun told you that in three days, it will be the life sacrifice of Lord Sun..."

Han Qixia frowned, thoughtfully. After she pondered for a while, she raised her eyes and looked directly at Nangong Yue, and asked sternly, "Yue'er, is there something wrong with Miss Sun?" During this period of time, Han Qixia also faintly felt Nangong Yue's somewhat subtle attitude towards Sun Xinyi. , this feeling at this moment she is almost 90% sure.

The corners of Nangong Yue's mouth twitched slightly, her apricot eyes gleaming, and she said meaningfully, "Sister Xia, it's a human being or a ghost, it'll be clear if you cheat!"

It seemed that Yue'er had already made up her mind. While Han Qixia breathed a sigh of relief, she felt a little funny, Yue'er was really influenced by Ayi...

"Sister Xia," Nangong Yue's smile deepened, meeting Han Qixia's doubtful eyes, and said slowly, "However, I found something very interesting..."

...

In Yanding City, its own undercurrents are constantly surging.

And the royal capital, thousands of miles away, was under a thick haze at the moment, especially in the Fengluan Palace, where the clouds and mists were gloomy, and even the air was so heavy that people could not breathe.

The servants in Fengluan Palace are all cautious, and they are very careful when they do things.

At the entrance of the main hall, a round-faced little palace maid with a mahogany food box came over with a skirt. After glancing in the direction of the side hall, she whispered to a tall maid under the eaves, "Xia He, Wu Is the imperial physician here?"

The tall and slender palace maid known as Xia He nodded, also lowered her voice, and said, "Yeah, it's been more than half an hour..." As she spoke, Xia He frowned, her face and eyes filled with worry.

On the day of praying for rain, the fifth prince, Han Lingfan, fell into a coma after he fell from the Temple of Sacrifice to Heaven.

The accompanying imperial physician was immediately called for diagnosis and treatment. Fortunately, after the imperial physician administered the needle, Han Lingfan regained consciousness and seemed to be in good spirits. Except for some scrapes on his arm, there was no other trauma. After seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The rain fell from the sky, and the fifth prince was safe and sound.

No matter what they thought in their hearts, the faces of the civil and military people in the whole dynasty were full of joy, and even the rumors that had spread in the capital a few days ago died in the rain.

No one dared to mention that the Fifth Prince was not the real Son of Heaven.

Everything seems to be going in the right direction.

However, no one expected that Han Lingfan had a fever the next morning.

At the beginning, it was only a low-grade fever, and no one cared too much. The imperial doctor also prescribed a prescription after reading it. After taking the medicine, the fever subsided. But it didn't take long for it to flare up again, and it went on and on again and again, getting worse and worse. Only then did everyone realize that something was wrong... And as the fever didn't go away, Han Lingfan's condition got worse and worse. , Since last night, he has been in a coma even more, and it has been a day and a night now.

Seeing that Han Lingfan became ill and blind, the empress who loved her son immediately moved him to Fengluan Palace and took care of him personally. She stayed by her side the whole time, never moving an inch. Naturally, she did not fall asleep all day and night, washing her face with tears.

The emperor has not moved his seat except for the court.

The imperial physicians from the imperial hospital were all called to consult Han Lingfan, and they basically suspected that he hit his head when he fell from the Temple of Sacrifice to Heaven that day, and a blood clot formed in his head, so he had a high fever and was unconscious. personnel.

But the problem is that even if the cause of the disease is known, the imperial physicians can only prescribe some prescriptions for removing blood stasis, and who would dare to claim that he has the ability to open Hua Tuo's skull? !

So day and night passed, and Han Lingfan's condition did not progress much.

As for Imperial Physician Wu, he originally returned to his hometown to visit his relatives, but he had just returned to the capital today when the emperor hurriedly summoned him into the palace to diagnose Han Lingfan's pulse.

The round-faced little palace maid felt heavy in her heart and couldn't help but sighed, "I don't know if Imperial Physician Wu can..." Healed His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince.

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw another palace maid with a melon face come out of the side hall, frowning and looking towards her.

The round-faced little palace maid was so frightened that her neck shrank, and she dared not speak to Xia He any more. She walked into the hall with the food box in one hand and the skirt in the other.

The melon-faced maid glared at the round-faced little maid, but didn't say anything to reprimand her. Because of the condition of the fifth prince, the empress's mood is in a low mood, who would dare to cause trouble to make the empress even more annoyed!

The two palace maids walked lightly into the bedroom in the side hall. At this moment, the bedroom was overcrowded. The emperor, the queen, and the queen mother were all inside, all with solemn expressions, and there were a number of sincere palace servants waiting on the side, two of them. The entry and exit of the palace maid did not attract any attention at all, and everyone's eyes were all on the bed against the wall.

Han Lingfan was lying there with his eyes closed, his cheeks were abnormally flushed due to the high fever. The days of severe illness caused his cheeks, which were still plump, to dent slightly, and his pale and dry lips swelled in pain from time to time. Moans, every moan made the queen's heart pierce like a knife.

The queen's eyes were already swollen from crying, and she stared at Han Lingfan on the bed without blinking, as if her emperor would disappear from her eyes as long as she blinked...

Is her poor emperor destined for many disasters? After finally escaping a catastrophe a few years ago, this time it has ushered in a catastrophe of life and death!

The Queen Mother was a Buddhist believer, sitting on a mahogany chair next to her, holding a string of Buddha beads in her hand, her lips moved slightly, she muttered the Buddhist scriptures, and prayed devoutly for the Fifth Prince.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!