The Princess of the Fairy Phoenix Road

Chapter 866 Jump, I'll Follow You! (1)
"In this weather, isn't it going to rain at night?" Chu Xunyang said, taking the reins back.

Lord Yanling looked back, then moved his eyes to her face, seeing her face flushed by the sun and the indifferent expression on her face, the expression on her face gradually settled down, and she just looked at him in silence .

After a while, Chu Xunyang looked away from a distance. He clearly saw the worry in his eyes, but he just turned a blind eye. He smiled and said, "Let's go!"

The two entered the city, and for the convenience of starting early the next morning, they directly crossed half of the city and settled in an inn near the north city gate.

The sunset glow in the sky was gradually covered by the night, but this rain did not fall for a long time, and the weather was depressing and dull.

After the meal, Mr. Yanling went to give instructions to the people below him. After half a quarter of an hour, he turned around, only to find that Chu Xunyang, who had been sitting downstairs in the inn by the window, had disappeared.

Now is an extraordinary time, and both of them are very careful when going out.

Yanling Jundao didn't think she would run around without measure, so he walked over suspiciously and looked out the window.

The window is facing the river. At night, two or three awning boats dock along the river. From a distance, under the light of the dots along the river, one can vaguely discern a lone shadow on the stone bridge a little far away.

Lord Yanling breathed a little, thought for a while, then turned around and picked up a pot of daughter red from the cabinet next to him, and went out through the window, stepping on the black awning boats docked scatteredly on the river towards the direction of the stone bridge.

In this kind of weather, it will definitely rain later. In addition, this place is already close to the city gate, and there are few people in the first place, so the surrounding streets and alleys are empty, and pedestrians are almost invisible.

At that time, Chu Xunyang was sitting on the stone railing on the side of the river with his back facing the direction of the inner city, with his legs dangling above the river, facing the old city gate of Zhuang Su not far away, wondering what he was thinking.

There is also a jar of wine in her hand, and it has already been down for most of the time. The mellow wine smell is accompanied by water vapor on the river surface. Occasionally, a gust of wind blows, but it does not make people feel the dullness of the rain. .

Hearing the movement behind him, Chu Xunyang looked back and said with a smile, "Come here?"

"Tell them to prepare in advance. If the rain stops tomorrow, it won't delay our departure back to Beijing." Lord Yanling got up from the boat under the bridge with a jar of wine, walked over, and sat down next to her in the opposite direction. , and then turned her head to follow where her eyes fell.

Xunyang City is no longer as prosperous as it used to be, and even the city gates have not been repaired for many years. At this time, accompanied by the swaying firelight on the gate tower, people can feel a kind of majestic atmosphere that belongs to history alone. .

Although Chu Xunyang didn't say anything, Lord Yanling could somewhat guess what he was thinking about her.

"Where—is that the place where Princess Jin Huang died for her country?" Lord Yanling asked, but his tone was determined.

Back then, Chu Pei captured the capital first, and then Chu Yi'an sent his army south to take Xunyang. The first thing to conquer was naturally the North City Gate.

Chu Xunyang didn't answer, but just looked there silently.

Time flies, the blood that was once splashed here has long been buried in the wind and sand of history, and those tragic, tragic, or soul-stirring stories also return to the dust along with the fresh lives that have been annihilated.

No matter how vivid the story is, no one can see the real picture of that scene.

Chu Xunyang fished the wine jar and took a big gulp of wine. The corners of his lips curled up. He still looked at the city gate and didn't look back. He just said slowly, "There are people who will spare no effort to be called Wang Chenghuang." , but there are also people who dismiss it. Yanling Lord, do you know why I always feel that I owe my father? In this world, even blood is not important. In my father's heart, the most important thing—always It's Liang Xi! That woman is more important than the glory of King's Landing, and more important than his life. Maybe others will think that since he was able to order the slaughter with a knife so resolutely, then his feelings for that woman are only mediocre. But Without being there, no one will really understand—for that woman, he can really give up everything and everything."

In the eyes of others, since he personally ordered her to be killed, he no longer has the right to say love in front of her.

He even married another woman, had children, and lived a splendid and prosperous life.

Mr. Yanling felt that she was depressed, and because he didn't know much about it, he didn't talk about it, and just listened silently.

Chu Xunyang drank himself several sips of wine, and suddenly laughed.

She lowered her head and looked up again, her eyes mocking.

It's ridiculous, until now, she will feel that she is the person who knows Chu Yi'an best in the world.

Because she kept a seemingly absurd past in her memory, and because she thought she was Liang Xi's daughter, Chu Yi'an even threw away his own life in order to protect her in the previous life.

What kind of persistence and affection do you need to make him spare no effort to do such a thing after the other party died more than [-] years ago?

The two sat silently facing each other. After a while, footsteps suddenly sounded under the bridge.

Lord Yanling turned his head to look, nodded slightly, and Ju Hong quickly walked up from under the bridge.

Chu Xunyang never looked back, Lord Yanling raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Yes!" Ju Hong nodded, but first took a look at Chu Xunyang, and then said: "The news just came from the capital, saying that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came back from Northern Xinjiang, and the war in Northern Xinjiang is urgent. If you don’t leave, you can’t return to the court to be crowned and enthroned for the time being, this ceremony is postponed, and the Ministry of Rites is ordered to prepare for the canonization ceremony of the prince first, and then before he returns to the court, all the government affairs in the court will be handled by the prince.”

The so-called war in northern Xinjiang was just fabricated by Chu Qifeng.

Now, Chu Yi'an used such a reason to refuse to return to the court and ascend the throne.

Thinking of Chu Xunyang's words just now, Mr. Yanling felt a little bit in his heart, and couldn't help taking a hissing breath.

Chu Xunyang next to him heard the words, but he knew it and smiled like this.

Lord Yanling waved back the orange, frowned and looked at her, "You expected him to make such a decision?"

"This world is stained with her blood." Chu Xunyang said, turning his head to meet his gaze, "Do you think he left to exile me and my brother? In fact, the only thing he really wants to exile is himself !"

Lord Yanling frowned slightly, and looked at her slightly confused.

The two people were sitting facing the two sides of the stone bridge fence in the wrong identities, looking back at each other and making eye contact.

Chu Xunyang slowly raised her hand to touch the tip of his brow, and her fingers were slightly chilled by the night, and when they landed on the skin, they were particularly vigilant.

(End of this chapter)