When Chen Lian saw Tingyun, a doctor was bandaging him.

He was a little excited when he saw Chen Lian's expression, but at Chen Lian's instructions, he held back.

When the doctor left, he sent everyone away and said to Chen Lian: "Your Highness, my servant has lived up to his mission and survived."

Chen Lian: "How did you get hurt?" He knelt down opposite Tingyun and asked.

Tingyun said seriously, "It's strange that the assassins that came this time seemed to be not from the same group, there were two groups of people in total. The first group avoided everyone and came to the slave. Fortunately, several guards left by the queen saved the slave, and they unfortunately died. The assassin was very skilled in martial arts. The slave was injured at the time and could not fire the sleeve arrows given by His Highness. Just when the slave thought he could not escape death, another black-clothed assassin appeared. He killed the first group of assassins for the slave, and then left with injuries."

Chen Lian raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that so many things happened in this room on that peaceful night last night.

"I will always know in the future. You will recover your injuries now."

Tingyun smiled, with two small dimples on his face: "Your Highness, I can return it to you by my identity."

Chen Lian shook his head: "It's not the time yet."

*

Last night, Tingyun in the inn had a thrilling night, but Wu Lingling was not at peace.

"Queen, this is the Baihuafang. Please invite the queen to come in."

Wu Lingling lifted the curtain of the car and said with a smile: "Is anyone who wants to see the queen?"

Shen Wei remained silent: "The queen will know when she goes in."

After Wu Lingling entered, she was not taken to the wing room, but went to the backyard.

When she pushed open the yard door and walked in, she happened to see a man sitting by a stream in the backyard, wearing a red dress and long hair. Just looking at it, it seemed that this man was a casual and unconventional hero.

When I got closer, I realized that this was not a simple stream, but a Qushui Liushang made when some noble people held banquets.

Place the dishes on top of the tray and let the dishes flow down the flow.

With music and falling flowers, the scene is so comfortable.

Just as Wu Lingling thought of this, the sound of the guzheng sounded, which was a very gentle tune. There was also her favorite fragrance of lily, accompanied by peach blossom petals falling in the wind, and the lights reflected by the red lanterns.

Such a scene is touching.

Wu Lingling did not move forward anymore. She looked back and saw that she was facing Shen Wei who was closing the door.

In just a moment, the gate of the courtyard was closed from outside by Shen Wei.

"Junior sister, I haven't seen each other for many years. Now I've met you, why don't you say a word?"

Wu Lingling heard this familiar voice and looked at the man who had turned around there, sighed and blessed her softly: "Senior brother, I haven't seen him for many years. When I first saw him, my junior sister dared not recognize him."

"Is that true? That's right, the junior sister still looks like she was twenty years ago, and the senior brother is already old."

The old man said that his temples were indeed white, but his facial features were extremely handsome, his eyes were filled with affection without smiling, and his lips were very thin. Although the fine lines at the corners of his eyes showed that he was not young, his peerless style could still make the woman continue to follow.

He stood up, his body was very tall, and he had a power to stay in the top position for a long time.

Wu Lingling smiled bitterly: "Senior brother is joking. The junior sister has a special identity and is a saint of the Witch clan. Her appearance has not changed for decades, but on the day of the deadline, it will only turn into dry bones. What is there to be happy about?"

The man looked at Wu Lingling with an aggressive look. He pointed, "Junior sister, come and sit down. You and my senior brother and sister have not seen each other for many years, so we should also talk about the past."

Wu Lingling hesitated for a moment and went forward.

The man poured two glasses of wine and served one to Wu Lingling. Wu Lingling refused: "Senior brother, I haven't drunk for many years."

The man pushed the wine to Wu Lingling and said, "Drink a drink, it's okay."

Wu Lingling had no choice but to take it. After drinking it, her cheeks flushed and her stunning face became even more charming.

The woman who was nearly forty years old next to her was already withered flowers at dusk, but she was like a blooming poppy, which still had a fatal attraction to people.

"Can't drink anymore." Wu Lingling has always claimed to be better than a man in everything since she was a child, but she has practiced drinking for many years and has only poured three cups.

The man nodded and did not pour wine for Wu Lingling again. "Junior sister, since you rejected me and married a down-and-out nobleman who had nothing, you, my brother and sister have never sat down and drank like this again."

Although Wu Lingling was a little dizzy, her thinking was still very clear: "Yes, my senior brother went back to Korea and inherited the throne."

As he said that, Wu Lingling stood up staggeringly and gave a salute to King Xiao Gaohan of Han: "I haven't thanked my senior brother Gao Yi this time, and I am willing to save Loulan."

When Xiao Gaohan heard this, he suddenly laughed: "Junior sister, do you really think Gu didn't ask Fu Xinzhi for anything?"

Wu Lingling was shocked.

This time, the danger of Loulan troubled her and Fu Xinzhi for many days. Until one day, Fu Xinzhi said that he had written a letter to Xiao Gaohan. Xiao Gaohan was willing to help, but he asked her and a legitimate son to go and serve as a charity.

Fu Xin knew: "Senior brother said that he could not help me with Wuming. He happened to have seen you for many years, so he proposed the theory of being a qualitative."

Wu Lingling naturally agreed.

She knew that in the world, long-term division will lead to unity, and long-term division will lead to unity.

There will always be a time when South Korea and Loulan meet each other.

But before this, South Korea and Loulan were able to use each other to develop.

Wu Lingling is not an ordinary woman. She believes that one day Loulan will unify the world and South Korea will be defeated by Loulan.

But the crisis before that day comes must be faced.

And the assistance from her senior brother Xiao Gaohan is tantamount to a timely help.

She had thought about it and would repay this kindness in the future.

However, now after hearing what Xiao Gaohan said, it seems that there is something else in the matter.

"Senior brother means...ah--" Wu Lingling fell directly because of his heavy head and light feet. By chance, he fell on Xiao Gaohan.

The next moment, she quickly retreated, "Senior brother, junior sister is abrupt."

Xiao Gaohan only smiled and did not say this, continuing the previous topic: "Of course, Fu Xinzhi is ambitious, otherwise he would not have made any decisions about you at the beginning. But he is also cruel enough to know that Gu has the intention to help you, so in order to get Gu to help Loulan, he is willing to send you to Korea. He is also willing to have a biological son, junior sister! This is the man you were determined to marry! Hahaha, Fu Xinzhi is really cruel!"

As he said that, Xiao Gaohan held Wu Lingling and whispered in her ear: "Junior sister, your husband, I've given you to the orphan."

Wu Lingling only felt that the five thunders thunders were thundering, and for a moment, she lost her words. Her lips moved slightly, and the next moment she would slap Xiao Gaohan with her palm.
Chapter completed!