ninth junior sister

Chapter 118

Ling Xiaoruo took a deep breath, trying to calm down the pain in his chest.However, every time her breathing deepened, the pain in her heart not only did not decrease, but intensified instead.

"Woooo..."

On this day, what surrounded Ling's mansion was the sound of bitter cries that could not disappear for a long time.

In the evening, when the last rays of the setting sun slanted down on the earth, Xuanyuan Chen and the others finally returned with a full load of prey. Since the Yanbei people were good at riding and shooting, they still hunted more prey than the people in the southern country.

A group of people gathered outside the primeval forest, Xuanyuan Chen looked up, but failed to find Ziqing and the others, a guard came to report that they had returned to the palace first.

Xuanyuanchen heard the words, and when he returned to the Lijiang Palace, he wanted to share what he had hunted with Ziqing, but he couldn't find her anywhere. After searching around, he only found her lying on the bed. Yin Zhiyuan on the Internet.

When Xuanyuanchen saw Yin Zhiyuan, his eagle eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked, "Ziyuan, what happened to you? Did you encounter anything while hunting?"

After Yin Zhiyuan nodded, he replied: "Something happened."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Chen asked with concern: "Are you okay? I think your complexion is not very good, are you injured?"

With a smile on his lips, Yin Zhiyuan replied: "A little injury, it's okay."

Xuanyuan Chen nodded when he heard the words, and then asked, "Where are Ziqing and Ziran?"

Yin Zhiyuan replied: "Concubine Jing's grandma passed away, Ziran hurried back to Linyi City, Ziqing said she had something urgent, so she left first."

"Leaving?" Xuanyuan Chen frowned slightly when he heard the words, his heart was full of loss, why did she leave suddenly?She left this time and didn't know when she would come back, so how would I give her the jade pendant?
While he was feeling lost, suddenly, Han Lie knelt down in front of Xuanyuan Chen with a face full of panic, he raised his eyebrows and said: "My lord, something happened to Han Ying."

"What's the matter?" Xuanyuan Chen asked in a low voice.

Han Lie frowned, and said: "Han Ying was unfortunately caught by Xuanyuan Hong when he was leaving the capital city. Before he was caught, he released flying pigeons to his subordinates, saying that he was in a town near Linnan. I found a large group of soldiers and horses, and I am afraid that they will ambush in the dark when the Lord and the crown prince return to the capital. In addition, the situation on the emperor's side may also change."

Xuanyuanchen lowered his eyes when he heard the words, and after thinking for a moment, he said to Yin Zhiyuan: "Ziyuan, if Ziqing comes back, you tell her that I have to go back to Yanbei first, and her things will definitely be returned."

Yin Zhiyuan nodded upon hearing this.

After Xuanyuan Chen stopped for a while, he got up and left, and Han Lie followed behind him.

Yin Zhiyuan narrowed his handsome eyes, only thinking about what Ziqing's belongings would fall into the hands of the elder brother.

Due to the sudden departure of Prince Yanbei, Yun Bohai lost the interest in hunting, so the team headed towards the capital in a dispirited manner.

When Yin Zhiyuan returned to the General's Mansion, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, because he was injured, so he did not return on horseback, but sat in a carriage to the gate of De's house.

After getting off the carriage, the standing figure in front of the mansion instantly caught his attention.

Yin Zhiyuan's eyes widened slightly, and he called softly: "Mother..."

When Mrs. Yin saw Yin Zhiyuan, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she seemed to have a strong anger in her chest. She pursed her lips and said in a deep voice: "You come with mother."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked towards the mansion, her long skirt drew a meandering arc.

Yin Zhiyuan stared at the back of his mother who turned away, and the stone that had been in his heart for many years fell heavily at this moment.

Mrs. Yin took Yin Zhiyuan to shuttle around the mansion, and after a while, they arrived at a courtyard. After entering the courtyard, looking around, the courtyard was overgrown with vegetation, like an abandoned courtyard, and the houses in the courtyard were built in the shape of a well. .Mrs. Yin walked in front, pushed away one of the houses and walked in. After entering the room, she moved a simple bookshelf in the room.

"boom--"

The sound of a stone door moving suddenly resounded in the room.

Behind the bookshelf, there is a hidden place, where a space sinks inward, and that space can just accommodate one person.

Mrs. Yin stepped forward and entered the stone gate first, followed by Yin Zhiyuan.

After entering the stone gate and passing through a dark and narrow corridor, the two of them came to a secret room.

The secret room is a square building, and in front of the secret room stands a longevity tablet, and there are fresh fruits on the altar table, as well as incense.

Mrs. Yin stood in the secret room, her hands crossed in front of her, her slender eyelashes drooping, she said coldly to Yin Zhiyuan: "Kneel down!"

Although Yin Zhiyuan's legs and feet were inconvenient, he still knelt down, and when he knelt, there was a loud sound.

Mrs. Yin calmed down and asked, "Let me ask you, what's your last name?"

Yin Zhiyuan lowered his head and replied, "My surname is Long."

Mrs. Yin raised her lips when she heard the words, and she smiled ironically. She asked, "Do you still know that your surname should be Long? I thought your surname was already Yun."

Hearing this, Yin Zhiyuan immediately raised his eyes to look at his mother, he frowned and asked, "Can't I have a little privacy of my own?"

"Privacy?" Mrs. Yin frowned, and asked in disbelief: "What benefits did the surname Yun give you? Did you forget what your mother told you when you were a child after so many years? The cloud is our enemy, enemy!"

She never dreamed that Yun Jingxuan was also a disciple of Cangshan School, and what made her even more sad was that her son had lied to her for so many years, so that she didn't know that Yun Jingxuan had already gone to Cangshan School to learn art.

Yin Zhiyuan lowered his head and said: "Yun Jingxuan is straightforward, he is not a bad person, and he is different from other princes, besides, the reason why he went to Cangshan to study art is not because of any conspiracy, but because his physique is too weak , need to strengthen the body."

"Snapped--"

After Yin Zhiyuan finished speaking, Mrs. Yin raised her hand and slapped him hard.

Several red marks instantly appeared on his fair face, and Yin Zhiyuan's face was turned to one side.

Mrs. Yin looked at Yin Zhiyuan, with tears in her eyes, she said: "Yu'er, since you were born, you have never disobeyed your mother's words, and now, you are talking like this in front of your mother because of Yun Jingxuan." , are you worthy of mother's painstaking efforts in this life?"

Yin Zhiyuan turned his head instantly, and said to Mrs. Yin: "Mother, why can't we let go of the hatred in our hearts? So many years have passed, and the times are moving forward, why do we always look backward?"

"You..." After Madam Yin heard this, she slapped Yin Zhiyuan's face again, but at this moment, she felt a sweetness in her throat, and in an instant, an overwhelming pain swept towards her come.

(End of this chapter)