To the southwest of the North Country, the mountains are rolling continuously. In the depths of the mountains, there is a pavilion and pavilion standing among them. The pavilion is inlaid with gold and shines brightly, blocking out the sun. The people inside are all outside the rivers and lakes, and they seem to be in the rivers and lakes.

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In the pavilion, there was a pavilion. On the pavilion, an old man in white was stroking his strings. Behind him, stood a young man in white. The young man held a note in his hand, "Old man."

Pavilion Master, we have found the Young Master."

"The Young Pavilion Master appeared at the residence of Su Yanru, the royal family of the Northern Kingdom, and discussed the assassination of Su Yanzhi, the monarch of the Northern Kingdom."

The young man reported the content of the information in his hand indifferently, and then looked at the old man in front of him, "Old Pavilion Master, this action of the Young Master is inappropriate."

The old man playing the piano stroked his beard and said, "Yes, it's inappropriate. Tell me what's wrong."

"Young Master and his party should not entrust their hopes of life to the royal family of the Northern Kingdom."

This time, Feng Yujin made all arrangements around Su Yanzhi. As long as Su Yan changed his mind, the entire army would be dispersed and there would be no chance of victory.

The old man's hand stroked the strings, "Wrong, wrong... Although the people of the North are scary, they can't be put into desperate situations."

"Su Yanru wants to ascend the throne, but he also has the intention to kill Su Yan. Yu Jin is not wrong. If he makes good use of it, he can escape unscathed."

When two parties are fighting, killing with a borrowed knife, taking advantage of people's hearts without hurting even an inch, is the method of war and can be used.

However...people's hearts are indifferent...

The young man frowned and didn't understand, "What the old master means is that the young master can succeed in this operation?"

The old man curled his lips and smiled, shook his head, and sighed, his pale beard curled up on his hands, adding a bit of coldness and mystery to him, "No. Their obstacle is not in the North Country, but in... the South Country."

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"Southern country?"

The young man frowned, "People from the southern country have a gentle temperament and respect and love His Highness. How could they..."

"If he truly loved me, he would not have appeared. All civil and military officials would kneel in front of His Highness's door, begging His Highness to enter the Northern Kingdom."

There is no love and respect, what is there is nothing more than lust for gain. People's hearts are covered under the rising sun, and naturally there will be no darkness. If the rising sun leaves, the shadow will naturally become bigger and wider.

The young man frowned and looked quietly, "The old Pavilion Master said that they will die in the southern land? Isn't that... too cruel?"

The old man sat in front of the strings and sighed, "Everyone needs to grow up, whether it is the benevolent Prince or the ruthless Emperor."

"Then do you need secret help, old master?"

After putting away the note in his hand, the young man stood respectfully, waiting for instructions from the person in front of him.

"No, it's good to let this child suffer some pain."

If these children have not experienced some hardships, they may not realize that the human heart is far more unpredictable than calculation.

If you plan on people's hearts, you have to bear the consequences of changes in people's hearts.

"yes."

The person holding the note turned around and prepared to leave.

The sitting old man paused for a moment, but couldn't help but say, "Wait a minute, pass my order and send a hundred secret guards to keep an eye on the young master secretly. If there is any danger, rescue him immediately."

As he said that, he raised his eyes and looked at the blue sky, "This kid has been away for ten years and doesn't know how to go home or come back to ask for help."

I don’t know who this character resembles.

"Yes, old master."

The young man bent down, turned around and was about to leave. As soon as he took a step, he stopped again and turned around, "Young Master is the leader of the dead soldiers in the Southern Kingdom. He has eleven people under his command. Can we... rescue him together?"

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The old man lowered his gaze and said, "We are not good people and we will save everyone."

The young man understood, said nothing more, nodded slightly, saluted, turned and left.

These words have already explained everything, only save the young master, and ignore other people.

On the outskirts of the Northern Imperial City, Lin Junlan walked out of the darkroom with a heavy heart. As soon as he saw the sunlight, he saw Chu Muyan standing with his back turned.

Her black hair was wrapped in a blue headband, and her blue clothes were fluttering quietly with the wind under the sun. Her elegant figure exuded coolness and arrogance.

Chu Muyan heard the noise and turned around. When he saw Lin Junlan, his eyes trembled: "You came out too."

"You never left."

Lin Junlan took two steps forward, leaned against Chu Muyan, and stood side by side with him.

"Well, I'm waiting for Feng Yujin."

"you and him……"

"If he dies, I will be with him. When the time comes, please bury him and me together."
Chapter completed!