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Chapter 54

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When Gu Yan finished dressing and came out, Yi Ling had already called for someone to serve the meal. She walked to the table and sat down. When she smelled the aroma of the food, she realized that she was hungry.

After the meal, Yi Ling sat down on the couch in the inner room and said to Gu Yan, "Come here."

Gu Yan walked over and sat down beside him. Her freshly washed hair was still wet and stuck to her scalp.

Yi Ling pulled her into his arms and took a towel to help her dry her hair. Gu Yan obediently leaned against him. After a long time, her hair was only half dry.

Yi Ling helped her smooth her hair and slowly recited, "Fragrant mist and cloud hair are wet, clear and bright jade arms are cold."

Gu Yan's heart skipped a beat and she blurted out, "You can recite poems?" She felt that something was wrong and didn't dare to look at his face.

Yi Ling didn't care at all, "When I was young, I was eager to learn, but I didn't have the money to go to school, so I could only join the army. Now it's too late to learn, so I just looked around."

"Who said so? As long as you really want to learn, it's never too late." Gu Yan said, "I thought you only read military books."

"I never read military books. Those old rules are just armchair strategies." Yi Ling said, "There are no conventional ways to fight a war."

Gu Yan thought of his plan and asked, "Li Feng and Jiang Xun must have known about it a long time ago?"

"They only knew about it later. Otherwise, how could the scene of the tent vomiting blood be so realistic?"

Gu Yan suddenly laughed softly. Yi Ling asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

She looked up at him. Her eyes were as clear as the stars and there was a sly smile on her face, "Can I say that you're a cunning old fox?"

Yi Ling froze for a moment, then laughed.

Gu Yan continued, "You don't know how scared the soldiers who came to deliver the letter to me that day were."

Yi Ling looked at her and asked, "What about you? Were you worried?"

Gu Yan looked into his eyes, which were as deep as a serene pool. His heartstrings seemed to be gently plucked by someone. She looked at him and did not avoid his gaze like before. She looked back at him and said firmly, "I'm worried. I'm very worried. Even if you know it's fake. "

Yi Ling was touched by her confession, and her heart melted. He had never resisted such a wonderful feeling. Perhaps it was because the person who started all this was called Gu Yan.

He held the back of her head with one hand and lowered his head to kiss her.

Her lips trembled slightly, revealing the nervousness of the owner, but she did not avoid him at all. She opened her mouth slightly, allowing him to enter directly, and responded to his kiss shyly and passionately.

Gu Yan's mind was in turmoil. He could no longer tell where he was. He only felt that he was the only one in his eyes and in his heart. Surrounded by his everything, she was powerless to struggle. She didn't want to struggle. She closed her eyes and responded to him.

Yi Ling put one hand on her waist and put it under her dress. His calloused hand touched her silky smooth skin, and he only felt that his hand was slippery and greasy. Gu Yan put her hands on his shoulders and held him tightly. His movements were gentle and careful, as if he was afraid of hurting her. He went up and touched the softness of her chest.

Gu Yan's whole body trembled. Her face was as red as coagulated blood. Her long eyelashes cast shadows on her face, as if they were filled with tenderness. Yi Ling's kiss became more and more intense. It was as if he was attacking a city and conquering it.

Gu Yan leaned softly in his arms, and had long forgotten how to respond.

After a long time, he let go of her. His breath was slightly chaotic. He sighed and said, "What good fortune in this life."

Gu Yan said slowly, "I wish that I was like the stars and you were like the moon." She only said half a sentence, but Yi Ling obviously understood her words. He smiled slightly, picked her up by the waist, and put her down on the bed. He swept down the bed curtain, cutting off the night's romance.

In the same night, Chen Qiong was taking off her red makeup and combing her black hair. The candlelight in the room swayed. Luo Yu was guarding the door. When she saw Huan Zhuo coming from afar, she hurriedly saluted, "Your Highness, Duan Of Silla."

Huan Zhuo waved his hand to let her leave. He entered the room himself. Chen Qiong heard that he was coming. She got up and went out to greet him. When she came to his side, she smelled a strong smell of alcohol. She hurriedly helped him to the table and sat down. She frowned and said, "Your Highness, have you been drinking?"

Huan Zhuo smiled and didn't care, "It's nothing."

Chen Qiong couldn't be at ease. She called Luo Yu at the door, "Luo Yu, have someone prepare a bowl of hangover soup."

Luo Yu at the door responded and hurriedly went to prepare it.

Chen Qiong washed a handkerchief and handed it to Huan Zhuo, "Your Highness, please wipe your face."

Huan Zhuo took it and wiped his face carelessly. He looked at Chen Qiong drunkenly and said, "You're still the best to me."

Chen Qiong's heart softened. She walked forward and hugged him gently, saying, "Your Highness, what's wrong? Yin Province has been conquered. You should be happy."

Huan Zhuo laughed and said, "You're right. I should be happy."

Chen Qiong saw that he was unhappy and asked, "Your Highness, do you have something on your mind?"

Huan Zhuo shook his head and said, "I don't have anything on my mind. Yi Ling is in charge. I don't have to worry about anything. What can I have on my mind? "

Chen Qiong heard him and knew what he was thinking. She said softly, "Your Highness, you should be happy that you have such a fierce general to help you."

"Yes, the soldiers in the army worship him as a god. Even his generals dare to contradict me. This time, he pretended to be poisoned, but I was fooled.

What's the use of my position as Your Highness! "As he said this, he threw away the handkerchief in his hand.

Chen Qiong was shocked. She knew that this was a critical time. Huan Zhuo and Yi Ling should be facing a common enemy, but Huan Zhuo actually hated Yi Ling because of such a small matter. He was a bit narrow-minded. If his words were spread, it would cause trouble. She hurriedly persuaded him, "Your Highness, you're wrong. Yi Ling is afraid that too many people know about this and it will leak out. If this play is wrong, it won't be able to fool that old fox Xiao Ze. Yi Ling is also doing it for Your Highness." Chen Qiong said this tirelessly, hoping that he would understand.

After a long time, she didn't get a response. She looked down and saw that he had fallen asleep in her arms.

She shook her head and sighed, "Your Highness, how can you achieve great things in the future if you act like this?"

— — —

On the third day after the army conquered Yin Province, they immediately set off for Shengjing. Although there were many military passes along the way, because of Xiao Ze's death,

Huan Zhuo entered with the Imperial Jade Seal, no one dared to stop them. The journey to Shengjing was smooth.

Shengjing's gates were tightly shut, and the Jingji Guards were heavily guarding the gates. Yi Ling led the troops at the front and shouted, "The Duan Of Silla has returned to court after the funeral. Please open the gates!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. The news of the Emperor's death had always been sealed. Now that it was exposed, everyone naturally panicked.

The Jingji Guard's head was in chaos. He didn't know what to do, so he could only shout, "Is His Highness the Duan Of Silla here?"

Huan Zhuo was dressed in mourning, his expression solemn. Behind him was the coffin of the previous Emperor. He urged his horse forward and shouted, "The previous Emperor passed away on the tenth day of the sixth lunar month in the forty-fourth year of Dai Yin. Duan Qinwang Huan Zhuo has returned to court after the funeral. Please open the gates."

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