The wind is cold and autumn is far-reaching.

Dugu Yichen stood in front of the barracks, waiting for the return of the emperor's uncle. From a distance, when he saw the figure of the emperor's uncle, he raised his hand and ordered the guards to meet him.

Uncle Huang dismounted and ran to Dugu Yichen, but he knelt down and said, "I've lost the king's high hopes and failed to complete the task entrusted by you."

On hearing uncle Huang's words, Dugu Yichen's expression came down with a chill, "did she see the letter?"

Uncle Huang, however, looks guilty and deceives Dugu Yichen. "She didn't even read the letter. She threw it into the fire and burned it. She said she would rather die than have any contact with you."

Listening to Uncle Huang's words, Dugu Yichen was silent, and his whole body was gloomy. Suddenly he had no choice but to smile bitterly. "I didn't expect that after waiting all night, it was... Such a result."

"It turns out that I don't even want to open one of my letters. Yunni... Even if I don't read the old love, I should also read it... There is Chu Yunzhao between the two countries. Your heart is really cruel!" Dugu Yichen sighed silently.

At this moment, I can't hear whether it's sadness or despair.

"You don't have to be sad any more. I've already ordered all kinds of beauties to be selected in Qingming. When I kill Meng Ying and enter Jingjing, these beauties can completely replace my niece..." Uncle Chu pushed the beauties he arranged in time.

"Beauty..." said Dugu Yichen, but he didn't say anything more. "Come on, it's a pity that the day I recaptured Yasukuni, the one who was with me was not her."

Once upon a time, when she was in Yasukuni, she also vowed to go hand in hand with him. In the future, she would look down on the mountains and rivers and sit in the world together. However, she did not expect that things are right and people are wrong, and all the vicissitudes of life have become illusions.

"What about Meng win?" Dugu Yichen continued.

"You can be sure that you are hiding in the city. You can't be wrong. It's just that... If my niece is willing to cover up..." Uncle Huang deliberately dragged the words for a long time, making a swaying appearance.

"Then continue to besiege the city..." Dugu Yichen ordered, but this time he did not hesitate.

"But..." Uncle Huang pretended to be worried. "I'm afraid that the misunderstanding between me and the city will get worse and worse."

Dugu Yichen held out his hand and blocked what uncle Huang wanted to say. "My only purpose is Meng Ying's life. If Meng Ying doesn't die, I'm not stable in the position of Yasukuni... The wildfire can't burn out, and the spring breeze will blow again."

With that, Dugu Yichen is also silent, and looks towards the city with deep eyes. "If Yunni insists on helping Meng Ying, it's no wonder that I'm the one who caused the trouble, not me..."

Uncle Huang is silent. This result is exactly what he wants. No matter whether his Shura assassin can kill Chu Yunni or not, as long as Chu Yunni is brave enough to come back, he will definitely encourage Dugu Yichen to attack the city again.

"Uncle Huang has been tired all night. He will go back to rest first. He will enter the army at noon. If the city refuses to hand over Meng Ying, he will not hesitate to use the army." It's absolutely impossible for Dugu Yichen to come here after Meng Ying.

Chu said yes, and then he went back to his camp. Only Dugu Yichen himself was still standing outside the camp with a dignified look.

At his side, a soldier led the horse that uncle Huang had been riding all the way. When he passed by, Dugu Yichen was sharp eyed and saw the silk on the saddle.

"Wait a minute..." Dugu Yichen reached out and stopped the soldier who was leading the horse. He went to this side and lifted it towards the saddle. But the pattern hanging on the silk was not Qingming's.

It's the pattern of the Xue family's battle flag.

On this point, Dugu Yichen would never admit that he was wrong.

"Uncle Huang... There's something wrong!" Dugu Yichen said indifferently, and quietly asked the soldiers to lead the horse down. He was also silent. What he saw just now seemed as if it had never happened. Everything was still going on peacefully.

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By noon, the rain had almost stopped, leaving only the wet weather after the rain. The overcast clouds shrouded the heavy earth, with a low pressure, as if there was an impulse to re erupt at any time, which made people uneasy.

When Xue Weiting returned from the imperial mausoleum to the city, he always remembered the words of the imperial uncle, and his heart was also very hard.

He ordered the soldiers to search the whole city and find Meng Ying. If Uncle Huang didn't cheat himself, he didn't mind killing Meng Ying and letting the city eliminate the disaster this time. After all, he is the only one guarding the whole city. If Qingming really wants to fight, it's not enough for him alone.

Some of the soldiers were used. In the end, Meng Ying was found in a deserted house. The soldiers tried every means to take Meng Ying away. However, Xue Weiting had to go to the deserted house by himself.

As soon as he stepped into the room, there was a smell of decay spreading. When Xue Weiting opened the door, the light refracted in and hid in the corner. Meng Ying subconsciously covered his eyes.

How long has it taken for him to look shabby and dilapidated? The original dragon robe on his body can no longer see the original patterns and traces, and the decadent smell is just from Meng Ying.

"I'm going to die, and I can't go back to the imperial mausoleum at the end of my life..." Meng Ying murmured. When he saw Xue Weiting coming in, he just looked up at him and continued to say his own words, "who cares about that imperial mausoleum? I'm Meng Ying, the only one... I didn't expect that... I'll end up the same way as you. I can't recognize my ancestors, Death can't go back to its roots. "

At the beginning, his father tried his best to exchange himself with the real Dugu Zi Shu, in exchange for the honor that he had in this life to sit on the throne of Yasukuni emperor, but... It also came to this end.

"Emperor, Emperor... I'm the emperor of Yasukuni. What kind of emperor of Yasukuni?" Meng Ying has abandoned himself. He reaches out his hand and fiddles with his messy hair. His hair is hanging in front of him and covers his face.

Chad looks like a dying beggar.

"Emperor Yasukuni, the princess is not willing to help you. Why do you abandon yourself so much? There is a vast world outside the city. You can also ask for the support of other countries. Why put all your eggs in one basket and die in this city? It's even more a burden to our city!" Xue Weiting looked at the Mengyin at the moment and said indifferently.

On hearing Xue Weiting's words, Meng Ying froze, then slowly raised his head, which scared Xue Weiting.

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