C637 Half piece jade pendant

When Xiao Rou said these words, the heavy stone in Feng Qianyue's heart finally dropped halfway, and the corner of his brows quietly relaxed. However, the expression on his face still appeared difficult and painful, and he said with a hoarse voice: "If this is the case, then I'm afraid Father-in-law will misunderstand … This son-in-law of mine does not care about his life, and has angered him. If he becomes angry, the consequences will be very serious."

"No, Your Highness, I know you have my father and my family in your heart, and that's enough. As for father, you don't have to worry about him misunderstanding you, I will think of a way to help him, his father dotes on me, and now he has a grandson. If we don't protect your son-in-law, what will happen to me and my child in the future?"

She covered her bulging belly with her hands, her eyes slightly rolling.

Feng Qianyue stood at the side and looked at her, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly. He raised a trace of a cold smile, but his eyes couldn't help but turn red —

Feng Yunzheng, linked to the moon!

I, Feng Qianyue, will absolutely not let this matter go!

Two hours later, Xiao Rou's sedan set off from the King of Yue's estate and headed straight for the palace. The Imperial Physician followed behind the sedan.

Feng Qianyue stood within the courtyard and walked over, saying, "Your Highness, the Xiao Imperial Palace has already been sealed off."

"Does that girl, Eleven, have any leads?" Feng Qianyue however asked.

Ying Kong shook his head, "This lowly subordinate is incompetent, to think that I was unable to find the whereabouts of Princess Eleven."

"This girl truly hasn't died, but I haven't been able to find her. It's also strange. Could it be that she's still in the hands of Moon Lian?" Feng Qianyue guessed to himself.

"Your Highness, in fact, this humble servant discovered that other than us, there were other people looking for Princess Eleven. This humble servant thinks that it was Miss's man." Ying Kong said.

"..." Looks like this duke has to ask royal father, and let royal father send troops to look for him in broad daylight. " Feng Qianyue pondered for a moment, and the coldness in his eyes grew stronger.

"Your Highness, at that time, in order to make the Duke of Xiao trust you, you lied to her that you did not see the live Princess Eleven.

"But now, if we go to the emperor and bring up this matter and the Duke of Xiao finds out, he'll definitely blame you for not being honest with him that day. I'm afraid that he might get angry from embarrassment …" Ying Kong said with some misgivings.

"At that time, at that time, I had to find Eleven as soon as possible to prove that she escaped from the clothing shop in the west of the capital. I had to expose the crime Lian Ru Yue committed in order to protect Eleven, deceive royal father, and burn Xiao Shan to death.

Besides, this king has thought of something that you are afraid of. Therefore, I will not speak of this matter.

"You should add more people and continue looking for 11."

Shuiyue Temple.

Because of the unique topography of the place, the incense had not been hot before, but today, there were a few good men and women. The little nun was very careful, so she made an excuse and told Martial Aunt Jing An that they would clean the courtyard today.

She then found a secluded place to clean the fallen leaves. After sweeping, she felt that it was not yet time yet, so she climbed up the tree branch. With her hands on her chest, she leaned against the tree trunk and closed her eyes to rest.

After a while, she heard the sound of footsteps coming from below. She quickly held her breath and looked down at the ground, only to find that the few good men and women who had come to pay their respects seemed to have walked into the wrong place and were thinking of how to leave this place.

A smile appeared on her face as she thought, "Shuiyue Temple is only a small temple, but the roads around it are like a maze. If they aren't careful, they might get lost." She wondered why these people would come to this wilderness.

"Hey, have you heard? The direct descendant of the Prime Minister was killed during the fight with the Chitain. The Prime Minister's head was turned white overnight. The First Madam was sick, and now she is relying on the old lady to support her. " At this time, a woman said.

"How do you know?" another man asked.

The younger brother of my uncle's sister-in-law is doing menial chores in the General's Estate, which is what I heard from him these two days. Sigh, what a pity, I heard that the first grandson is very young and handsome, and is regarded as a favorite of the old lady and the prime minister.

The few of them chatted as they walked towards the other side.

"Ah, it's here, it's here. Walk this way and you'll be able to leave." After talking about other things, they finally found their way down the mountain.

After a while, their voices could no longer be heard.

On a tree.

Ling Yu's face was deathly pale as tears filled her face, "No, that can't be. Lian Dao won't die, Lian Dao won't die …" Her mind was in a state of panic. Her feet slipped and her entire body slid down from the tree. She landed heavily on the ground.

"Junior Sister, Junior Sister, why did you fall down? Does it hurt?" At this time, the Senior Martial Sister nimbly and nimbly walked over and hurriedly helped the person on the ground up. "You … you're crying. Your fall must be painful. Why did you run up a tree?"

"Senior sister, I'm fine." Ling Yu's voice trembled as she wiped away the tears on her face and said.

"And you said it's fine. You're crying like that. Quickly follow me. I'll show you where you're injured and give you some medicine to wipe your wounds."

The spiritual second did not detect anything unusual and thought that the spiritual jade was in pain before crying.

When they arrived at the monastery, Ling Miao noticed that the back of Ling Yu's head was swollen from the fall. Some of the blood was oozing out, so she said, "It's a good thing that it's not some serious injury. Junior Sister Ling Yu, lie on the ground. Senior Sister will help you apply medicine."

"Thank you …" Ling Yu laid on the bed and helped her apply the medicine. Her hands tightly gripped the bed sheet as tears started to fall from her eyes. She couldn't help but cry out.

Ling Miao didn't understand what he meant, "You really are a child, crying like this. Alright, I've finished applying the medicine, so you should rest here. I'll go tell my master that you don't need to do tonight's evening class."

As she spoke, she patted her back and walked out.

Ling Yu slowly sat up and took out the twin fish jade pendant that only had half of its original length.

After experiencing two life and death situations, she was finally left with nothing. Only this half piece of jade was left in her hand. She tightly held the jade in her hand and placed her hand against her heart.

"At first, I thought that I would be able to help you out by giving you half of a jade pendant and boasting that if you had any wish and came to find me, I would definitely help you achieve it. But who knows, the world is fickle, I am not the golden leaves, you are now away from me.

Back then, I had said that I would like to have someone wearing fresh clothes and riding a raging horse to accompany you on your sword, but today, news has come that you have passed away. I, who should have died, am still alive here. Lian Fu, is this a joke from the heavens? "

Ling Yu held the jade pendant and cried for the whole afternoon.

The mountain customs office.

Almost twenty days had passed, and even after Yan Fu had spent a lot of effort to search for it, there was still no news about the [Consecutive Technique].

Tomorrow, they would have another war with Chidan. Grand Marshal Yan Fu sat in his tent as he listened to Wang Qin's report. His eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and he had long white hair growing out of his temples.