Chapter 24
Suddenly, Mu Rong Lingyun rushed in and looked at Ling Feng who was standing by the door, seemingly about to go out. He paused for a moment, but then let out a sigh of relief.
The emperor's dark eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Mu Rong General, what is the meaning of this? When did my imperial study become a place where anyone can enter at will?" But in his heart, he was secretly puzzled. Mu Rong Lingyun had always been steady and composed, so why would he...
Seeing Ling Feng safe and sound, Murong Lingfeng's tightly suspended heart slightly fell, restoring his usual calmness. He bowed respectfully and said, "Your humble servant was rash, please punish me, Your Majesty." However, when he slightly bowed, he moved the wound on his back, and the intense pain made him frown slightly.
It's said that Ling Feng has entered the palace. He couldn't care about his injuries and rushed into the palace quickly, not only afraid that she would attract the emperor's attention, but also afraid that she would infuriate the emperor.
The emperor's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly, and Mu Rong Ling Yun had burst in so rashly - could it be that he was here to apologize? His eyes inadvertently swept over Ling Feng, who still stood in his original position, and he slightly nodded, then lightly laughed and said, "What? General Mu Rong wouldn't be afraid that I would really punish your sister, would you?" He deliberately emphasized the word "sister", staring intently at Mu Rong Ling Yun's reaction.
Murong Lingyun was slightly stunned, and his eyes also unconsciously swept over Ling Feng. "Feng'er doesn't understand the rules of the imperial court, I'm indeed worried." Since he had been seen through by the Emperor, covering up would only make him more suspicious, so Murong Lingyun simply remained calm.
"Really a deep brotherly love?" Xuan Yuan Chen's lips slightly curled, saying lightly, but his voice was full of sarcasm and doubt.
Murong Lingyun smiled slightly and said matter-of-factly, "That's to be expected." At this moment, any explanation might lead to unnecessary complications.
"Huh?" The emperor slightly raised an eyebrow, his eyes, which were deep in thought, swept over him and Ling Feng. "General Murong is indeed too tense, I won't blame a woman for that." Although she was arranged by Murong Lie.
"Thank you for your magnanimity, Your Majesty. I will take her away first and not disturb you." As he spoke, he had already turned around, intending to take Ling Feng away.
"Wait a minute." Just as they were about to turn around, the emperor's voice rang out again, and Mu Rong Lingyun and Ling Feng's bodies froze simultaneously.
"Just received a battle report from the border, saying that the Daxi Dynasty suddenly attacked our Xiliang City. Murong Yuanshuai went back to prepare and will lead troops out tomorrow." The Emperor regained his usual majesty, he was also thinking of summoning Murong Lingyun into the palace."
Murong Lingyun's already stiff body became even stiffer, when he went down the mountain with Feng'er, his master had specifically instructed him not to leave the city, but now...
He thought for a moment and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, I humbly request to stay in the capital this time." For her, he had to take risks.
The emperor's face suddenly sank, "What did you say?" A thread of incredulous anger flashed in his cold eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly as he said in a chilly tone, "You, as the Grand Marshal, are actually shirking responsibility at a time when the enemy is invading." He had always been eager to go into battle before, so why would he refuse this time?
Murong Lingyun slightly raised his eyes, "Your humble servant indeed has a bitter heart, please Your Majesty to fulfill it." As he spoke, his eyes swept over Xuan Yuan Chen. Now that he and Xuan Yuan Chen each controlled half of the military power, his plea was somewhat excessive, but also understandable.
Xuan Yuan Chen smiled coldly and said, "The crime of disobeying the imperial edict is not a small one. Commander Murong should think carefully." His words paused slightly, with a deeper meaning as he looked at the Emperor, "If Commander Murong does not want to go on an expedition, it's better to simply hand over his military power."
Murong Lingyun was shocked, his eyes slightly rounded, if he handed over the military power, then what would he use to protect the people he wanted to protect?
At this moment, the emperor also remained silent, as if he had acquiesced in Xuan Yuan Chen's words.
He knew that the emperor had always been on guard against his father, and although he was loyal to the emperor, he still could not gain the emperor's absolute trust.
If he hands over the military power, or can leave with the wind, but what about his mother? Moreover, he also understands that once he hands over the military power, Murong Lie will probably... Although he has a great deal of resistance towards Murong Lie, he is still his father.
Her eyes slightly closed, hiding the heaviness in her gaze, but unable to eliminate the inner struggle. Her stiff back, tense with effort, kept tugging at that unhealed wound. A warm wetness slowly flowed across her back, seeping through the thin summer clothes.
Ling Feng understood the struggle in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak rashly. He slowly turned around and stared at the red stain seeping from his clothes, and was shocked.
Her hand, which was close to his sleeve, slowly pressed down on his hand, exerting a gentle force that conveyed both her heartache and comfort.
Murong Lingyun's body trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes, saying steadily, "Your humble servant will follow the emperor's decree and set out on a campaign tomorrow."
He always knew that in order to protect the people he loved, he could only make himself stronger.
"Well, then General Murong can make good preparations." The emperor said formally and publicly, with a faint tone that couldn't reveal his emotions.
The next day, Murong Lingyun was ordered to send troops. Before leaving, he and Murong Lie talked in the study for almost half an hour. It's not clear what they said, but when they came out, both of their faces showed varying degrees of solemnity.
Ling Feng could only try his best to make him feel at ease when he came to bid farewell.
After Murong Lingyun left, everything was eerily calm. The Emperor's side did not show any unusual signs, and even Murong Lie had no movement.
But in Ling Feng's heart, there was still an inexplicable sense of unease.
It's been more than a month now, but Mu Rong Ling Yun still hasn't received any news. Although she kept telling herself that no news might be good news, her heart would still skip a beat from time to time.
Gazing into the deep night, that thought grew deeper and thicker, while her heart became increasingly restless. She remembered the time Murong Lingyun had taken her to the riverbank, where he said that if she missed him, she could go there, because that river led to his place.
Taking advantage of the thick night, she quickly flashed out of the mansion and walked towards the riverbank. Although the distance was not far, she still had to leave the city. Fortunately, in the past three years, she had followed Qingfeng Daozhang to learn some martial arts, so she easily left the city.
She quickly came to the riverbank, put the folded paper boat on the water's surface, hoping that it could bring her blessings and thoughts to Murong Lingyun's side. Although she also knew that such behavior was a bit childish, but it was the only thing she could do now.
Sitting quietly by the river, watching the boat slowly drift away, feeling a little helpless, hugging my legs tightly, sitting on the slightly damp and disheveled grass.
Xuanyuan Chen's deep eyes gazed at the frail figure, his eyelids slightly narrowed, and his footsteps also unconsciously lightened.
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