Cui Yanshu rushed to the scene, rushed back all night, returned in the rain, and just entered the General's Mansion. He heard that Ling Hua was in the study, so he ran straight to the study. He saw a person standing on the stone road leading to the backyard in the study. He glanced after look, and then recognized that it was Ling Hua.

He hurriedly walked towards Ling Hua, thinking that in just a few months, how could the helm be as thin as a gust of wind blow away?

He walked very fast. When he walked closer, he stepped forward and stepped on a series of "smacking" sounds of water. He felt that he was very moving, but he didn't see Ling Hua turn around. She stood there in place with an umbrella. She was in a daze or thinking. She was covered by an umbrella, and her face looked innocent than Leng Yu.

Cui Yanshu stopped, took a breath, paused for a while before speaking, "Header."

Ling Hua slowly turned his head.

Cui Yanshu saw that her face was pale, with two strands of hair that seemed to be rained, and pressed against her face, and she was quite depressed. He opened his eyes slightly, "Header, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Hua's pupils were focused, as if he had a good recognition, and then he recognized the person who appeared in front of him. His voice was hoarse, "Yanshu, are you back?"

It was a question, and it seemed to be asking, why did she come back so soon? She estimated that she would not come back tomorrow.

Cui Yanshu hurriedly said, "According to the journey, I was going back tomorrow, but due to the rain, I was afraid that the Yang River would rise and block the road. I missed the matter of the steward, so I quickly rushed back and rushed back overnight."

Ling Hua nodded, and at this time he had calmed down and calmed down, "You go take a shower and change clothes, rest for a while, and we will talk later."

Cui Yanshu also felt uncomfortable all over. Although he was wearing a poncho, he had been traveling in the rain for too long and even the poncho was soaked. He nodded and looked at Ling Hua, and asked again, "Why did the helm stand here alone? What happened? It depends on your bad face, is it because you are not feeling well?"

Ling Hua shook his head, "It's not that he was unwell, but that he suddenly thought of something and was a little scared. You go and fix it first, and then talk about it later."

Cui Yanshu frowned, thinking that something that could make Ling Hua suddenly think of and be frightened must not be a good thing or a small matter. At least he had never seen her look like this before, but it was not suitable for him to speak at this time. He nodded, "Then I'll go first, wait for me, and let someone call the helm commander."

"Okay." Ling Hua nodded.

The two separate.

Cui Yanshu had his own courtyard in the Governor's Mansion. Unlike Lin Feiyuan and Sun Mingyu, he was not a native of Caojun. Back then, Ling Huaenwei and Shi spent a lot of effort to conquer him, he directly gave him a courtyard in the Governor's Mansion. He did not set up another house, so he could not get any troubles in coming and going to the Governor's Mansion every day.

Ling Hua walked to the backyard with an umbrella. After walking a few steps, she didn't want to go back. So she turned around and returned to the study room.

Before Sun Mingyu and Lin Feiyuan left, they were digesting the conclusions that Ling Hua and Yan Qing had drawn from the Ning family file before. Seeing that Ling Hua was actually leaving and returning, they were quite embarrassed, they were both stunned.

Sun Mingyu was surprised, "Why is the helmman back? Didn't you go to rest?"

Ling Hua put down his umbrella and rubbed his cold hands, "Yanshu is back, I'll come to the study to wait for him."

Lin Feiyuan was shocked, "Why is he back so soon? At least tomorrow, right?"

"I was afraid that the Yang River would rise in heavy rain, so I rushed to the road overnight in the rain." Ling Hua said a simple sentence, took out a veil and wiped the water droplets on his face and the water stains on his hair on both sides, and told the outside world, "Come."

"Master." Someone answered.

Ling Hua instructed, "It's too cold this day, go and get a brazier to bring it to the study."

"yes."

Seeing that Ling Hua's face turned pale, she obviously had a lot of clothes, but she looked very cold, and even her finger bones were blue and white, he quickly got up, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to her, "Is the helm discomfort? Do you want someone to wear another cloak?"

Ling Hua took over the hot tea, and she knew the crux of her own, not the cold weather. Of course, the cold rain outside was a reason, but the most important thing was that her heart was cold from the inside out. She shook her head and gave a reasonable explanation, "The rain outside was heavy."

Sun Mingyu looked outside and realized that the rain outside seemed to be really heavy, which was one of the rare storms in Jiangnan. He frowned, "There is a lot of rain in Jiangnan this winter, and the temperature dropped sharply, which is indeed much colder than in previous years."

The sunny days of the past few days seemed to be an illusion of Jiangnan on this day.

Lin Feiyuan yawned, "Even Caojun has to use braziers in such weather. I don't know if the charcoal this year is enough."

Ling Hua smiled and looked at Lin Feiyuan, "It's rare that you have a heart to worry about the country and the people, it's not bad."

Lin Feiyuan froze, suddenly burst out and jumped up, circled around in the same place, muttering, "It's over, it's over, my heart should be black. When will it turn white without realizing it? This is not possible."

When did he worry about this? His wish from childhood to adulthood was to collect all the beauties in the world. Later, because of Ling Hua, he actually dismissed all the beauties and followed her astray. Obviously, the things he did in secret were not considered glorious good things, but they actually eroded his heart to Xiangyang.

Lin Feiyuan looked thunderous, "What's going on?"

Sun Mingyu looked at him and smiled, "Thank you for following a good master."

Lin Feiyuan looked at Ling Hua with great doubt and pointed at her, "What a good master!"

Everyone in the world knows that those who follow her know better that her heart is darker than anyone else, harder than anyone else, and the black iron sword can't cut her black heart, otherwise she can compete with the East Palace for so many years? If the East Palace is dark, she will be darker than the East Palace. If the East Palace is powerful, she will be more powerful than the East Palace. If the East Palace is not a human being, she will no longer be a human being.

Sun Mingyu shook her head, "I'm not talking about the helm."

"Who is that?" Lin Feiyuan's eyes widened, "Is there a second person?"

Isn’t he the one he has followed in the past three years? Did he follow a ghost?

Sun Mingyu smiled, "It's the Second Highness."

Ling Hua told them clearly that the person she supported was the Second Prince Xiao Zhen, so they wanted to get on this boat, and they got on the Second Prince Xiao Zhen's boat. At that time, they were really shocked. Who is the Second Prince? If the little transparent among the princess was not deliberately mentioned, they could be ignored in the galaxy. It was just a speck of dust there. Although she was born as a prince and was born noble, she did not live noble. But Ling Hua said that the Second Prince had saved her life many years ago, and she repayed this kind of kindness, and pushed him to the throne. If they worked with her, they would be the dragon's merit in the future.

Of course, Lin Feiyuan was not seeking the merit of following the dragon, but he was heartbroken for Ling Hua, but he had some reason, and he really wanted to give the merit of promoting the second prince to the throne. He believed that Cui Yanshu was the same. A real man was determined to make achievements. Except for Lin Feiyuan, who only women benefited for women in his eyes, he and Cui Yanshu both had the spirit and could not refuse this temptation.

What kind of person is the Second Highness? Sun Mingyu, Cui Yanshu, and Lin Feiyuan have never seen him, but in the past three years, everything has been impossible to avoid.

If the helm leader lost the death of the Ling family, knocked on the Jiangnan canal transport and embarked on this road of thorny blood and never returned with the Eastern Palace, she was a sharp sword that vowed to penetrate into the heart of the Eastern Palace. She came to the canal transport like a wild horse that had broken away from reins, holding the sword of the emperor, cutting ghosts, cutting people's heads like cutting cabbage. The extreme bloodiness made her look like a child who was seen once, and she cried at night. This is also the main reason why she often wore a veil in the past three years. Her delicate skin was second, and she was no longer shining in her heart, and she used the veil to cover the sunlight in front of her.

So who can hold her like this?

The people who decided to follow her back then were impressed by her means and skills, and were also frightened. The way she walked out was covered with blood and blood. She was cutting the way forward. They followed her, with dead bodies under her feet and blood stained with hands. Whenever she fell, they would fall down. It can be said that they had achieved success and had thousands of bones woven, and even they were unsure. Will they have the opportunity to go out of the Jiangnan canal transport and go to the palace of the emperor in the capital to obtain the success of the dragon.

But if there is only a trace of opportunity, no one has ambitions, how can they not seize it?

So, even if you die, you will follow her step by step.

Later, year after year, they have become more calm and at ease than before, because behind her, there is a Second Highness. Although the Second Highness has been hidden behind the scenes for many years, he has endured nothing and has no success. He has been tempered by the harsh palace, but he still has a kind heart. It is precisely because of his heart that he miraculously held every step taken by the Helm. At least, before doing things, the Helm must consider the Second Highness. Every time he has to choose the most kind path that does not harm the people from several plans. Even if it is difficult to walk, he still walks firmly.

The helm was influenced by the Second Highness, so they were also affected by this, so Lin Feiyuan was watching the cold rain outside today, listening to the helm command to make a brazier, and he blurted out without thinking whether the charcoal fires of the people this year would be insufficient.
Chapter completed!