Tomorrow is the eighth day of February, and this is destined to be a sleepless night. The maids and maids in the palace prepared things for the emperor's wedding all night.

The Moxiang Pavilion was rearranged and cleaned up, and Jixiang took everyone to decorate the new house.

All the trees in the yard were hung with hi silk, the bed curtains were replaced with new colorful embroidered cherry red silk tents, the sakura-red gold-line mandarin duck quilt, and the quilt was covered with golden copper coins and longans, Dried fruits such as dates, lotus seeds and peanuts.

Concubine Shu brought a group of girls around in and out.

Narcissus deliberately lifted the quilt in the new house to take a look, and curled his lips.

Jixiang stood behind staring at her and watched her leave, Jixiang checked again.

Jixiang mainly serves in the new house. Before the empress comes in, she has to look at the new house so as not to be put on malicious things by malicious people, which is unlucky.

The night was cold, and on the desolate post road outside Cloud City, a group of men and horses were running fast.

This night is destined not to be a night suitable for a peaceful sleep. In the dark night, countless plots and games are pushed and blocked, waiting for the grand ceremony of tomorrow.

In Wangyou Palace, Qing Yun had already prepared the things he would carry with him, Jiang Rui said, tomorrow, Ling Chen will come to pick her up.

How can he avoid Huo Jingyun's eyes and ears?

Just after dark, Huo Jingyun came, bringing Yang Qing and Gu Fan, Yang Qing told the girl to take Qingyun's things to Shufang Palace, and Gu Fan stood far away.

Gu Fan had never seen Qingyun alone since the last palace change. Qingyun heard that he was made a general to protect the country.

"Why go to Shufang Palace?" Qingyun asked Huo Jingyun.

Huo Jingyun said: "The Ministry of Etiquette wrote that your horoscope is suitable for marrying from the room in the East. They discussed for a long time and decided to let you wait at the Shufang Palace. Gu Fan, you are responsible for protecting the princess's safety tonight."

Qing Yun said: "No! Brother, I don't want to see this person."

Huo Jingyun stepped forward and held Qingyun's hand: "Qingyun, Gu Fan has always been mine. Among the 300 people who were beheaded in the Ping Dynasty Mansion, there are Gu Fan's parents. Gu Zheng is not his biological grandfather. The Ping Palace rescued Gu Fan, who was just born, while seeing his mother concubine."

Qingyun shook Huo Jingyun's hand: "Brother, I don't want to know the previous grievances, I only care about the person I love."

"Qingyun, Gu Zheng knows that after Gu Fan turned against Ling Chen, Gu Zheng committed suicide. Gu Fan has already been punished. Besides, he is not Ling Chen's person, and there is no betrayal. I just hope you don't treat him like this. He is not fair."

Qingyun sneered: "Unfair? Brother, is this fair to me? I don't want to see him. When I see him, I want to kill him."

Huo Jingyun waved his hand and Gu Fan left.

Bai Ci, Jingtian and Huanxi followed Qingyun to Shufang Palace.

Xiaojing was left in Klang Valley.

The Wangshou Palace at this time was heavily guarded, and Xiao Jing was blocked by Gu Fan several times when he wanted to go out.

Qingyun told Xiaojing that she was going to escape from the palace tomorrow, and the route was agreed with Xiaojing. Now she is separated from Princess Qingyun and detained in Wangshou Palace.

The tree outside Wangshou Palace was hung with red silk.

Xiaojing was anxious, and just after the second shift, the door opened, and the emperor walked in with Qingyun in his arms.

"Xiao Jing, find Princess Qingyun the medicine she usually takes. She is a little uncomfortable." Xiao Jing promised, and quickly found Qing Yun the medicine she usually takes.

Qingyun seemed weak and couldn't help but: "The emperor, I will sit in the yard for a while."

"It's so late, it's so cold, are you outside?" Huo Jingyun's voice was full of pity.

Qingyun said: "I want to breathe outside."

Huo Jingyun held Qingyun and sat on the stone bench.

Ye Rumei, a few shadows entered quietly, they were so familiar with the palace, they avoided thousands of guards and came to Wangshou Palace.

"Qingyun, I have already told the Ministry of Rites, all manners are kept simple, you have a good rest, I will go and see how they are preparing."

Huo Jingyun just wanted to leave, Qingyun pulled on his sleeve: "Brother, don't go. Qingyun doesn't want you to go."

Qingyun has a charming face at this time, infinitely lingering.

Xiaojing wondered, why the princess's attitude towards Huo Jingyun has changed so much, could it be her strategy? Is it deliberately to paralyze the emperor?

"Okay, I won't go, I'll accompany you." Huo Jingyun hugged Qingyun. Lingering for a while.

"Qingyun, marry me, are you happy in your heart?" Huo Jingyun asked in a low voice.

"Huanxi. Qingyun has always liked Senior Brother." Qingyun leaned against Huo Jingyun's body.

Huo Jingyun held Qingyun's hand in his palm, and combed her messy hair behind his ear with the other hand.

"But, I always think you like that person..." Huo Jingyun sounded jealous.

"Brother, that was before. I used to like him, and since my elder brother Sindal died, I have changed. I have paid too much for Ling Chen, and the final result is no longer what I wanted. Qingyun only likes senior brother. You, moreover, we already have a child, and I won't think about him anymore." Qingyun's voice was soft as water.

Huo Jingyun hugged her tightly in his arms, "Qingyun, tomorrow's wedding ceremony, I'm afraid someone will make trouble, you must pay attention and protect yourself."

"Don't worry, brother, there is only you in my heart, no one can ruin our marriage."

In the gloomy darkness, stood three silent shadows.

The man in the middle was tall, dressed in mysterious clothes, tied with sapphire hair, stern eyebrows, slightly raised corners of the mouth, and standing there like a deep lake, exuding a dignified and noble air.

At this moment, he clenched his teeth, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and trembled slightly, as if he didn't believe it.

"Who is there?" Huo Jingyun asked in a deep voice.

He put Qingyun down, stood up in front, and drew the blunt sword from his waist.

Three people came out silently in the shadows.

The one in the middle, with a sardonic smile on his face, with long eyebrows, was the former emperor Ling Chen, and Han Zhitao and Zhang Yang followed him.

At the same time, a few dark shadows quietly fell behind them.

"You are here." Huo Jingyun was not surprised.

This is the first time Ling Chen and Huo Jingyun have met since Jingyun Palace changed.

Although Huo Jingyun sent a lot of manpower and material resources during this period, he still did not find a trace of Ling Chen, but in the past two months, they have fought countlessly.

Ling Chen had brought people to the palace twice before, and Huo Jingyun's secret guard had just appeared, and he left soon, and they had never met. But in Yuncheng, you can see Ling Chen's trail everywhere, but you can't catch him.

Now, their eyes meet silently in mid-air like lightning, without any sharp sparks, everything is like the mountains before the eruption, quiet and silent, the outside is as calm as water, the mountains are green, but the inside is already long. The undercurrent surging.

Outsiders are not enough to see the sharpness and brilliance hidden in it. Only those who know the insider can understand how courageous, even tragic, this is.

They used to fight together at the hardest time, sympathizing and admiring each other. Is it betrayal? But Huo Jingyun's heart had never been given to Ling Chen from the beginning. His purpose of approaching Ling Chen is to use him.

Ling Chen thought he knew Huo Jingyun. If you think about it, it's not betrayal. They are all surnamed Ling, with the same blood flowing on them. They are enemies again.

After Ling Chen even knew that he was the disciple of the Sword Saint, he never questioned it. Because he is Lan Ling's brother?

Yes, Lan Ling is his best protection. He just didn't expect that he would fall in love with Lan Ling and couldn't help himself.

The origin of Lan Ling and him can be traced back to the story between his adoptive father Huo Zhan and Lan Ling's mother Chen Yan.

The legend of Lan Ling's mother, Chen Yan and adoptive father, Huo Zhan, is a beautiful love story. And Chen Yan is a legendary woman. People have added a lot of stories to them and poured a lot of wishes.

The story is beautiful, but only the person involved knows what happened. Lovers who are not together will never be a beautiful story.