Xie Lingqin rushed to a mountain road with her sour skin.

The handsome and peaceful man was sitting on the ground, while Xu Yiran was pointing his sword at him.

"Mr. Xu, what did Xiaomin do wrong and let you treat it like this?"

Yu Riyu's face was extremely innocent and puzzled.

Xu Yiran's movement of holding the sword was not retracted at all, and her clear eyes were filled with coldness. In a moment, the tip of the sword was sent forward...

"stop!"

Xie Lingqin shouted, calling Xu Yiran to stop moving. Looking at Xie Lingqin who fell to the ground lightly, her thick eyelashes trembled slightly, "Xiaoqin, why are you here?"

"Don't kill him."

Xie Lingqin said, looking at Xu Yiran's lonely and sad eyes, "He is not, so don't kill innocent people."

"Xiao Qin..."

Xu Yiran's hand holding the sword trembled, "For a moment, I really hope he is, so you can take revenge, yes..."

Xu Yiran didn't say anything more, but finally put away the sword in Xie Lingqin's cool eyes, "I'm always afraid, that's the case."

"It's not him."

Xie Lingqin said again, "He will not be so kind to me."

Xie Lingqin said, a gentle word soothed Xu Yiran's heart like a feather, but it also made Yu Riyu, who was sitting on the ground, remained unchanged, but his heart was like thousands of needles piercing him.

"You go."

Xie Lingqin waved to him.

"Don't, thank you princess, Xiaomin will leave now."

Yu Riyu turned around and almost staggered.

"Wait a minute." Xie Lingqin called him again, with a faint smile on her face, "Thank you Xiao Sheng, I haven't had such a good sleep in a long time."

Her voice was like water, and her thanks were like wind. In his heart, the water was blown by the wind, thinking it was sweet, but it finally dried up.

In fact, he wanted to say that he could stay and brag about her every day, but in fact he could...

Actually, he can't.

"No need to thank you, Xiaomin should do it, say goodbye."

The figure walked away, and the vast land was vast, and the morning light came out of the clouds.

Xie Lingqin looked at the thin and long figure and always felt that the figure was a little staggering.

Maybe, I was scared by Xu Yiran just now.

"Let's go, let's go back to the city to guard the palace and set out to the imperial capital earlier."

...

In the distance, Yu Riyu, holding a bag, walked into a forest, left the border of Southern Qi, and finally entered the border of Beirong.

"Prince."

In the dark, Tingfeng and Tingyu appeared, looking like they were still in fear.

"Nothing happens, Xu Yiran can't do it."

Yu Wen Yao is so sure.

Tingfeng and Tingyu's expressions were still not even half as deep as the pineapple.

"He is kinder than me."

Yu Wen Yao said just this, and suddenly raised his hand, and the light air in his palm came out, slightly green and nearly transparent, but he raised his hand to cover his face.

But in a moment, the beautiful face began to change, with the eyebrows, eyes, lips, nose, and a light movement, and then exposed to the air was the clear and angular face of Prince Yu Wen Yao.

This is the effect of the Cloud Clan spiritual art. With his disguise and his special concealment, even Xie Lingqin and Xu Yiran, who were originally aware of the Cloud Clan art, could not see it.

However, the natural sensitivity between men is still Xu Yiran is quite suspicious of him.

Yu Wen Yao withdrew his hand and looked at Tingfeng and Tingyu, "When will Yu Qingyi arrive at the border?"

"I guess there will be two more days when I go back to the prince."

"Then we'll wait for him."

"Crown Prince, you won't go back to the capital?" Tingfeng was shocked, "At this time, we won't go back to the capital, the emperor..."

Listening to the sound of the wind suddenly stopped.

At the same time, he and Tingyu consciously protected Yu Wen Yao behind him.

Two hours later.

The ground was covered with blood, and the corpse was broken.

Yu Wen Yao was not seriously injured, but it seemed that he was also very struggling.

And around me, Tingfeng and Tingyu were all hung with colors.

"Prince, these powers are very similar to the deep strength of the Thunder Secret Guard. They take ruthless moves and take our lives to the point of life..."

Tingfeng's tone was solemn. After all, the one who could injure him and Tingyu and also exhaust the prince from dealing with it was not only the ambush that was just right, but also the power of the emperor hiding behind the Thunder Secret Guard.

"Black Evil."

Yu Wen Yao's face was dark, and suddenly waved to the darkness. A man in black clothes and black pants appeared and stood in front of Yu Wen Yao.

Tingfeng and Tingyu knew that this person was the elder and guardian of the Hall of Hell. If he hadn't appeared in time just now, he would have had a fierce battle for a long time.

"Great Elder, the guardian of the Third Elder has been dealt with by his subordinates, so you can rest assured."

Black evil bowed.

"Where is the second elder?"

"When the Great Elder returns to the Great Elder, he has never left. All the affairs in the palace are handled by his guardians."

"Okay, when you go back and look at the Hall of Hell, you will report to me any changes."

"yes."

The black evil comes suddenly and goes quickly.

Tingfeng thought for a while and stepped forward, "Prince, are we going to mobilize..."

"Need not."

Yu Wen Yao waved his hand, "That power is not available."

"Then where are we going now?"

"Find a place to live and wait for Yu Qingyi to arrive."

"But he... the young master..."

"At this point, I can only let him stay in Beijing. I believe he can handle it well."

"……yes."

Tingfeng and Tingyu looked at each other, but they didn't say anything.

Prince, I'm afraid, I want to take a look at Miss Lingqin more.

Even if he can't see her, he will be willing to be closer to her.

...

Xie Lingqin, Nan Fenghuang, Xu Yiran and others had already set out toward the Imperial Capital under the arrangement of Yang Chengshou. After traveling for half a day, they received news of a fight at the Beirong border.

"It is said that the death on the scene is terrifying. It is either a sword and a sword kill, or a palm piercing through the chest, and there is no trace on the body. However, he must not be from the Southern Qi family."

On the carriage, Nan Fenghuang frowned and analyzed.

Xie Lingqin looked at her, "It was not happened in Southern Qi, nor did we have any casualties, so there are no need to worry."

"You're right. It's best that all the bastards in Beirong are dead, of course, except Yu Qingyi."

"Don't worry, I will definitely bring Yu Qingyi to your princess's house and be a beautiful woman for you."

"He won't."

Nan Fenghuang waved her hand and her face suddenly became lonely, "He is Beirong's prince, not only him, but also the entire Prince Qing Mansion behind him."

Xie Lingqin originally wanted to close her eyes for a while, but when she heard this, her eyes became clear again. Looking at Nan Fenghuang, there was a smile on the corner of her lips, like the wind in spring, "There is always a way." She said.

Nan Fenghuang pursed her lips and ignored her words. After a moment, she looked at Xie Lingqin, "I'll have to go for two more days, so you can sleep for a while."

Xie Lingqin thought something and suddenly lifted up the window curtain and looked out.

The sky was as white as the sky was shining, and the fragrance of flowers was endless at the nose. Xu Yiran was wearing a white robe, and Gao Li immediately looked pure and looked around. He looked around. He was obviously tired between his eyebrows, but he was still upright and nervous.

"I feel sorry."

Nan Fenghuang suddenly came over, "This Xu Yiran is really good to you-"
To be continued...