The ruthless prince and the enchanting concubine

Chapter 162 If there is an afterlife
Because of taking a remote path, it was already evening on the second day when Jiang Nantian returned to Linglong Mountain.

Linglong Mountain is surrounded by water. It is almost night, and a layer of thick fog spreads on the surface of the water. What is on the opposite side of the fog is completely unpredictable, hazy and mysterious.

Standing on one side, Jiangnantian sighed silently, "Linglong Mountain, I'm back again, Shen Haoyue, Nangong Jin, when I come out of this mountain next time, it's your time of death!"

Jiang Nantian stabilized the backpack behind him, jumped into the fog.On the shore, there was deathly silence, as if no one had ever been here.

With the help of plum blossoms in the water, Jiang Nantian performed his lightness kung fu, and arrived at the opposite bank without much effort, stepped into this fairyland outside the world, and stepped into this realm that only belonged to him.

Just as he was about to follow the path up the mountain, suddenly three black figures jumped out from the nearby woods, each with a long sword in their hands, and leapt to Jiangnantian.

"Who is coming, report your name!" These people spoke fiercely, like bandits who robbed their way.These people are the killers on the island who were ordered to be stationed here.

Jiang Nantian didn't answer, and walked straight forward.

"Stop! If you don't stop, don't blame us..." These people just wanted to say don't blame them for doing it, but in the next second they saw clearly the face of the person coming.

Several people put their swords on the ground with a whoosh, and knelt on one leg, "It turns out that the pavilion master is back, you little ones are blind, damn it, damn it!"

Jiang Nantian watched coldly, and after a while, he stepped over several people and said softly, "Get up."

The first leader turned around, and clasped his fist at Jiang Nantian's back, "Respectfully send the pavilion master back to the pavilion!"

Jiang Nantian waved his hand and hurried along the path, and disappeared after a while.

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It has been two days since he heard the news of Jiangnantian's escape, and Shen Haoyue gradually got rid of his unhappiness. Apart from complaining about Nangong Jin, he who was originally angry was also constantly doubting Ning Yan, whether she was What kind of relationship did it have with this matter, but he finally dismissed the idea, and even felt a little regretful about his idea.

Just one point is enough to dispel the worries in Shen Haoyue's heart, that is, Ning Ningyan has lost all her internal energy, so how could she enter Prince Jing'an's mansion at night to save others?
Sitting in the barracks, he was lonely and in a daze. There were many documents related to military affairs in front of him waiting for him to review, but he was holding a pen and meditating quietly. Dots of black ink on the hair of the wolf dripped on the table, forming a picture. a small black dot.

"Report!" A loud shout broke Shen Haoyue's contemplation, and the soldiers in uniform walked into the room quickly, holding some booklets in their hands.

"Report to the general, this is the detailed record of the last batch of winter food and grass in the army, please have a look at it!"

Shen Haoyue put away his thoughts, and then started working again.

……

The breeze was blowing, and the warm sun rose high into the sky, spreading warmth all over the world.Along the street comes a carriage, carved with enamel, flying clouds and tassels, and the carriage attracts the attention of passers-by along the way; the carriage walks like a butterfly, and the fragrance is all the way.

Shen Fu carefully steered the carriage, avoiding the passing pedestrians. In the warm carriage behind him, Ning Yan and Lan'er sat side by side, arm in arm.

It's cold in winter, but today is warm and pleasant. It's a rare good weather. Early in the morning, Lan'er went to the General's Pavilion to chat with Ning Yan. I don't know if it's because of the mixed moods of Ning Yan these days. After discussing with Lan'er, she ordered the housekeeper Going to set up a car and go out for a walk, Lan'er is naturally very happy. Since the beginning of winter, the last time I went out with Ning Yanyan to buy winter clothes under the order of the old lady, I haven't been out of the house much since then Woolen cloth.

Leaving the General's Mansion, Ning Yan seemed to be infected by the bustling atmosphere on the street, and her mood naturally became more comfortable. When people are bored, they should really come out and relax.

The horse's hooves sounded softly, and the wheels sounded. Ning Yan and Lan'er were chatting and laughing, while looking at the scenery on both sides of the road through the glass window, feeling at ease.

"Young Madam, Miss Lan, where are you going? We have already left the palace for a while." Shen Fu asked carefully while waving his long whip.

"Young Madam, where do you want to go?" Lan'er asked while looking at the scenery beside the road.

In this city, Ning Yan seems to have too many memories, whether they are bitter or sweet.The Qiaogong Pavilion where I went to customize Fengguanxiapei together with Nangong Jin, and the Furongju where I tasted delicious food together...

Every time she recalls a place, Ning Yan always feels a bit of bitterness in her heart, and every time she recalls a place, she feels a lingering sadness in her heart.

After thinking for a while, Ning Yan said softly, "Lan'er, this city is very noisy, let's go out of the city." Lan'er nodded and told Shen Fu to drive out of the city gate.

The suburbs are far less bustling and lively than the city, but it gives people a sense of tranquility. After a few sticks of incense, the carriage has already driven far away from the capital city. If you look at it from a distance, you can only vaguely discern the momentum The red wall of the imperial capital.

"Shen Fu, stop the car." Ning Yan leaned forward and said to Shen Fu.

After a while of whining, Shen Fu gradually reined in the reins, the car stopped slowly, Ning Ningyan got out of the car, and together with Lan'er came to the edge of a field beside the road, the winter wheat in the field was as green as grass, standing between the sky and the earth The room is decorated with a rare touch of green.

The wind blew, rolled up Ning Ningyan's skirt, and messed up a few strands of hair on her forehead. Standing in this vast scene, she, who was as indifferent as frost, felt a little emotional for a moment.

Looking at Ning Ningyan's confused eyes, Lan'er knew that something must have occurred in her heart...

"Young Madam, what are you thinking about?" Lan'er asked softly.

Ning Ningyan didn't speak for a long time, just looking at the endless wheat field.

She gently raised her jade hand, brushed her messy hair, and sighed softly.

"Lan'er, if there is an afterlife, what do you think it is?"

"Huh?" Lan'er was a little confused when she heard this, she didn't know why the young lady said this.

"Young Madam, here, I still hope to be a human being. It's better to be myself, Lan'er." Lan'er said lightly, yes, this question may be a bit complicated for her, but she still wants to be herself, Stay with the one you love, even if you can't miss it.

"What about you, young lady?"

Condensing Yan is naturally indifferent and melancholy.

"If there is an afterlife, maybe I hope to be a wheat seedling that has no struggles and no worries in the world." These words are what Ning Yan thinks in her heart, as if touching the scene to create love.

With the breeze blowing, layers of blue waves appeared in the field in front of me...

Lan'er didn't know how to comment for a while, and fell into silence.

Shen Fu in the distance was bored in every possible way, got out of the car and went to the front to stroke the soft hair of the horse pulling the cart, he raised his head and glanced in the direction of the two masters from time to time, guessing what they would say.

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The deliberation hall on Linglong Mountain was ornately decorated, Jiangnan Tianduan sat on an exquisite mahogany chair, and eight people lined up under his command.

These people were all dressed in black, and they were all the top killers on the mountain. There should have been nine of them, but following the failure of sneaking into the imperial capital to assassinate Shen Haoyue, Wang Xingyuan, who was nicknamed the night owl, also died, so now only Eight people.

Jiang Nantian's face was gloomy, and he clasped the pair of animal heads on the seat tightly with both hands, silent, staring at the eight people below with sharp eyes.

And these eight people also had dignified faces, standing below in an orderly manner, waiting for the pavilion master's words.

Just now, Jiang Nantian explained his failed assassination attempt to these people in detail, with ruthlessness in his words, gnashing his teeth.

"The reason for the failure of this operation is that I made a mistake for a while. If it wasn't for some special reasons, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to meet you here." Jiang Nantian's face became more gloomy. He escaped, he did not explain in detail.

The following people listened quietly, with expressionless faces, all with their own thoughts.

"Now my identity may have been exposed, which means that our entire Linglong Pavilion may also be known to some people. Do you know what this means?"

There was silence in the hall, and no one answered, but everyone understood very well.

Jiang Nantian sighed deeply, "I'm afraid those caring people won't tolerate the existence of our Linglong Pavilion. Now that it's time for life and death, our Linglong Pavilion must not sit still!"

After saying this, Jiang Nantian leaned back on the seat, his face was deep, and in his heart full of hatred, he had already made up his mind. The Linglong Pavilion, which has spent half his life working hard for so many years, is now, It's time to play its real role.

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The night was intoxicating, but inside the Yechen Hall in the imperial palace, there was singing and dancing.

The emperor Nangong Huan was dressed in a golden robe, with a relaxed expression on his side and on the dragon couch. There was a small table on the side, which was filled with fresh fruits from all over the place. Beside him, two The noble concubine accompanied her with a smile. One of them was wrapped in a ribbon around her waist, her shoulders were slightly exposed, and she put her white as jade arm on Nangong Jin's shoulder, while the other was carefully peeling a golden citrus. , the orange peel fell off like a butterfly, revealing the crystal clear and lovely flesh inside.

"Your Majesty, open your mouth..." The concubine gently broke off a piece and handed it to Nangong Huan's mouth.

Nangong Huan had a smile on her face, slightly parted her thin lips, her eyes were still fixed on the dancers dancing in His Highness.

A cool and sweet taste spread between the lips and teeth, and Nangong Huan couldn't help but feel endless aftertaste.

"Well, Concubine Ai, these oranges are very sweet, you should try them too." He waved his hands to the two concubines beside him.

"Your Majesty manages a lot of things every day, governs the country in a proper way, and keeps the country in good order, which makes the oranges so sweet." The concubine on the other side said softly while beating Nangong Huan's back.

(End of this chapter)