Reborn Daughter of the Clan

Chapter 240 Is Zhao Ran Really?

"There is no absolute thing in this world. If Prince Rong has such certainty of victory, why not become the emperor himself." Nangong Linglong snorted coldly, not bothering to pay attention to him, and strode away.

Suddenly, Zhao Ran reached out and grabbed her arm, trying to pull her back to his side.

Nangong Linglong's eyes sank, did he still regard her as the same she was a year ago?

Carrying the basket in her left hand, she slapped his big hand with a shadowless palm in her right hand. Taking advantage of his dodging, she dodged, and she was already several miles away like a shooting star.

"Nangong Linglong, even if you don't agree, you will become my woman one day!" Zhao Ran yelled angrily at her, who was far away, knowing that she would not be able to catch up with her.

Even if he uses force, he will marry her as his concubine by force!
It was the first time that Zhao Ran wanted a woman so desperately, so he had to get it.

In the deserted temple, Han Yu was lying on an old bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

It wasn't that he thought the bed was old, Tie Hao had already cleaned up the place where he was going to rest, and it was spotless. Even the old bed was torn off by Tie Hao, and he wiped the bed again and again. of.

He was worried about Nangong Linglong.

Yunying and others sneaked into Xuanyuan City to steal weapons and haven't come back yet, and Nangong Linglong hasn't come back yet either, so how could he be able to sleep.

Ever since Nangong Linglong left the deserted temple, he has been thinking silently in his heart, hoping that time will pass quickly and that Nangong Linglong will come back soon.

Who is the person who asked to meet Nangong Linglong?
Is it really Zhao Ran?

If it is really Zhao Ran, then he is really courageous.

Thinking of this, a sneer suddenly appeared on Han Yu's lips.He admired Zhao Ran, because Zhao Ran was able to establish dignity in the army at a young age, not because Zhao Ran was Zhao Deyang's son.Zhao Ran must have had something to follow.However, he was more afraid and defensive towards Zhao Ran.Maybe he was born in the emperor's family, maybe he is the son of Han Tianyun, like his father, he was thinking about how to make Zhao Ran lose his prestige in the army, and how to take back the title of prince bestowed on the Zhao family.

Yes, he also arranged for people, and even visited him himself, in order to win over Zhao Ran.But Zhao Ran's attitude was unclear, and he only said that he was loyal to the emperor.Both he and the crown prince had nothing to do with Zhao Ran.

For those who are majestic in the army, it is best to control them, and it is best to get rid of those who cannot be controlled.

Can't sleep.

Han Yu sat up.

Anyway, he couldn't sleep until Long'er came back.

Gently walked out of the plain room where he was resting, the night was very quiet, no one could hear anyone talking around, except for the soldiers on duty outside the temple, everyone fell asleep.

The soldiers didn't have much internal energy. In order to prevent the officers and soldiers from attacking in the middle of the night, Han Yu also arranged for Linglong's cronies to guard on the roof, because they all had good internal energy and could hear everything within a few miles.

After walking out of the deserted temple, the officer on duty asked with concern: "Where is the prince going?"

"Can't sleep, just relax." Han Yu said lightly, and then walked away.

The deserted temple was built on a small hill, which was so low that it couldn't be called a mountain, but the terrain was a little higher than the flat ground.There are many trees in the distance below the front of the temple.

There is a bright moon hanging in the sky, and the bright moonlight is as gentle as water, falling gently on the earth.Because of the luxuriant branches of those woods, the moonlight shone under the trees flickeringly, making the woods look a bit mysterious and gloomy.

Han Yu went into the woods alone.

Several soldiers wanted to follow and protect him, but he stopped them.

Nangong Linglong's cronies saw him and wanted to follow him, but he also stopped him.

Everyone was helpless, thinking that he had practiced martial arts anyway, and the forest was not far away, within their sight range, so they let him leave the deserted temple alone.

Not long after, Han Yu walked into the woods.

The trees in the forest are lush and lush, and the distance between each tree is very close.

In the middle of the night, many animals in the forest intentionally sang the opposite tune, drinking songs, all kinds of sounds mixed together, like a chorus.

After Han Yu walked into the woods, he took out a small thing that seemed to be made of shells from his arms. He put the small thing to his mouth, and when he blew his luck, he made a sound that sounded like insects but not insects. , that sound floated farther than the chorus of bugs, spreading far away.

After blowing for a while, Han Yu put the little thing back into his arms.

Walking in front of a big tree, he suddenly leaned against the tree, as if waiting for something quietly.

After a while, there was a faint sound in the distance, only he in the woods could hear it.

A ghostly gray figure appeared out of nowhere, escaped the eyes of everyone in the deserted temple, and appeared in front of Han Yu.

"My lord." As soon as Hui Ying appeared in front of Han Yu, he immediately knelt down and saluted Han Yu respectfully.

Han Yu looked at him indifferently, and said: "Get up, you don't need to perform such a great gift when you are going out."

"Thank you, my lord." Gray Shadow stood up.

He is about 35 or [-] years old, with a rough face, black eyes a little deep, exquisite and sharp eyes, tall and tall, a bit like a person from beyond the Great Wall.

"Is Prince Rong in the capital?" Han Yu asked lightly.

"The real prince is not here, but there is a fake one." Gray Shadow asked respectfully.

fake?

Han Yu raised his eyebrows, and his tone became even lighter, as if he was asking a question that had nothing to do with him. "Do you know why he ventured out of Beijing?" Zhao Ran was by no means a fool, knowing that his father was staring at him, he dared to leave Beijing privately.

"do not know."

Hui Ying's tone was still respectful, and he didn't apologize when he answered that he didn't know.

Zhao Ran did not tell the reason for leaving Beijing, no matter how capable they were, they would not be able to find out, even if they were asked to dig out Zhao Ran's heart, it would be useless.

"Tell the old man about Zhao Ran's departure from the capital." Han Yu ordered lightly, already in her heart she was sure that the person who asked to meet Nangong Linglong at this moment was Zhao Ran.

"The fake Prince Rong has not changed his appearance." Gray Shadow said flatly.

No disguise means that the other party looks exactly like Zhao Ran. No matter where Zhao Ran finds someone who looks exactly like him, they have no way to tell them apart. They know that the Zhao Ran who is in Prince Rong's mansion at the moment is a fake. But there is no way to prove it.

Han Yu's eyebrows sank, Zhao Ran was really cunning, hiding many unknown secrets.

"What actions has Taiji Palace made recently?"

"Beauty tricks to win the position."

A beauty trick?
(End of this chapter)