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    This night, Su Yan slept extremely poorly.

    In the first half of the night, he slept lightly and dreamt a lot, and in his dreams a vague figure stood by the window, always without turning around. He wanted to go forward to embrace, but the moment he lifted a step, he woke up, such as again and again.

    The second half of the night was simply complete insomnia, tossing and turning and just not being able to sleep.

    The soup lady has gotten cold, her feet are icy. Chase hasn’t come back yet, worrying. Politics is a thousand things, annoying. Shichiro is being watched closely, awful ……

    Su Yan found many reasons for himself, the herd of horses running in his head, and easily stayed up until the third day of the night, got up and dressed and washed.

    Except for holidays, the regular court at Fengtian Gate was held daily. In order for Lord Su to be able to attend the court in time, Xiao Jing Xiao Bei used to get up early and was already cooking. Su Yan had nothing to do, kicking tree trunks in the yard, practicing the only martial art he knew, the “Leaf Bottom Hidden Flower Mandarin Ducks Leg”.

    At the court meeting, the waves are not shocking, the speech officials who previously petitioned for the chastisement of the crown prince have collective memory loss, in addition to the six ministries of the chief official proposed to discuss the political affairs, only two things are worth mentioning.

    One was that the emperor had given an order to send a legion of emissaries to Wara with a reply to the state letter, and the time of departure was fixed for three days later.

    The other thing is that Prince Yu, who has not been in court for ten thousand years, actually came earlier than most of the officials.

    Su Yan in crossing the Jinshui Bridge, and Yu Wang narrowly met, to see him wearing a usually unseen court dress, colorful jade beads nine sewn leather cap, big red reddish-red robe, holding a white jade kuai, appearing to be extraordinarily dignified.

    Not long ago in front of the palace just tore his face, said “two clear”, now meet inevitably awkward, Su Yan is hesitant to turn around to avoid, the other party has already greeted. He had no choice but to bow: “Greetings to His Highness King Yu.”

    At the same time, I worry that the bridge is full of courtiers walking by, so this dog prince can’t be talking nonsense.

    King Yu, however, just nodded his head and very demurely returned, “Su Shaoqing.” Then he turned around and walked away.

    …… just left? Not a single flirty word? Su Yan looked at his back and was a bit incredulous.

    That being said, King Yu’s face looked much better, with no sense of fatigue or haggardness under his eyes, and he had regained his handsome demeanor. Not only that, but the lazy, wandering aura that always lingered between his brows seemed to have disappeared like the wind blowing away.

    Su Yan pondered that King Yu must no longer be troubled by the sound of the mesmerizing flute. Fuyin had suffered internal injuries and was being watched by Ah Chui, so he probably couldn’t take care of himself; or perhaps the Yu King had begun to line up suspects within the mansion, forcing him to withdraw his hand and hibernate.

    In fact, he would like to set a word to the King of Yu, to see what is the situation in the King’s residence, to speculate on whether the floating sound has any accomplices, but also want to remind each other side by side. But King Yu walked decisively, so he couldn’t find a chance to talk, so he stopped for the time being.

    After the dismissal of the court, Su Yan went to the imperial prison of the Northern Zhenfu Division.

    Deep in the dungeon, the jailer opened the cell door and Su Yan walked into Yan Chengxue’s cell, followed by four murderous imperial guards.

    Yan Chengxue was scribbling on the pages filled with words, when she looked up and saw Su Yan’s cold gaze, and one of the guards was carrying a wooden tray in his hand with half a cup of wine in it, she suddenly turned pale.

    The trembling tip of the pen dripped ink dots on the page. He took a deep breath and set aside his pen to rise, his expression as calm as death, “Your Majesty still wants to kill me?”

    Su Yan brought a bit of regret on his face and replied, “Receiving a secret report from the border, Valar is making great efforts and will swing south in a few days. The Emperor decided to use your head to delay some time so that he can prepare for the battle.”

    “Half of the great war was caused by me, using my head to sacrifice the flag, it should be done.” Yan Chengxue pursed her bloodless lips and arched her hand, “Thank you, Imperial Minister Su, for giving me a ride.”

    At the end of his life, he was much calmer, no longer mean and aggressive.

    “I am willing to lead the death, just one request, I hope Imperial Minister Su will fulfill it.”

    “You say.”

    “Don’t let Old Huo know about this. Just say that another arrangement has been made for me to carry out other tasks, so that he can work in peace at Night Uncollected, and may see him again someday in the future.”

    Su Yan said, “It’s not good for you to lie to him like this, right? Besides, it may not be possible to fool him.”

    Yan Chengxue laughed bitterly: ”It’s a matter of time before he can be fooled. In the future, when he wakes up, time will have changed. Time is a good medicine to wash away parting sorrows.”

    Su Yan nodded, “I promise you.”

    The guard with the wooden tray stepped forward.

    “I chose a potent poison to kill you by entering your throat, so that you will suffer less.” Su Yan said.

    Yan Chengxue made another bow towards him, and without saying a word, he picked up the wine cup on the wooden tray and drank it down.

    The liquor was extremely bitter, making the root of the tongue astringent and numb, burning from the esophagus all the way into the stomach, searing pain. Yan Chengxue unfolded his sleeves and fell backwards, his mind vaguely remembering the nursery rhyme that was sung in his hometown when he was a child:

    “When the Tartars came, the fire started, and the fire burned the boarding house. Father is gone, mother is gone, and the children in the nest are also taken away.”

    Yes, he should have been buried with his parents and siblings in the charred earth of his village, but he left his family alone for more than a decade, and it was long overdue ……

    The whistling of the wind and snow came from far away, interspersed with indistinct calls that grew clearer.

    “Lao Yan, Lao Yan ……”

    Yan Chengxue suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the gloomy sky with a blank expression.

    Huo zoomed in with his face sticking into his line of sight from the side, excitedly saying, “Old Yan, you’re awake!”

    Yan Chengxue slowly sat up with his assistance, realizing that he was on a moving crate, he looked back and the capital had been left far behind.

    What about the coachman who drove the horse wearing one out before leaving the torture chamber?”

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