"Sister Ah Ling?!" Chu Zhao looked at the woman in red in front of him in shock, and then slowly recited after a while. Feng Sibei next to him also breathed a sigh of relief. The person who came was the princess of Shenyou Chu Ling and the lord of Cangyun City, who had been away from the Central Plains for more than three years.

Chu Ling smiled and looked at the young man who was about the same height as him and said, "Changsheng, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why are you here?"

Chu Zhao finally came to his senses, stepped forward and grabbed Chu Ling's sleeves and couldn't help but red eyes, "Sister Ah Ling, you're finally back." Looking at his childish appearance, Chu Ling was suddenly a little amused and confused, "What's wrong? He's already an adult, why do you love to cry?" Changsheng has been weak and sick since he was a child, so his personality is a bit stubborn, not a crying temperament. At this moment, he looked at him who was about to cry, but Chu Ling was still very calm.

Chu Zhao whispered with red eyes: "Sister A Ling, I'm sorry. It's all useless to me..."

Chu Ling and Jun Wuhuan looked at each other, and Jun Wuhuan asked, "What happened to Pingjing?" If something hadn't happened to Pingjing, Chu Zhao, as the emperor, shouldn't have appeared here. The current situation is not as good as a young emperor who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, personally leading the army.

Chu Zhao then looked at Jun Wuhuan who was walking towards him, "Sister... Brother-in-law, are you okay?" Although Mr. Changli still looks a little thin, his improvement is much better than what he saw in Pingjing back then. Not to mention, Chu Zhao knew that when Mr. Changli and A Ling left Qingzhou, he was said to be unconscious. Now seeing him safe and soundless, Chu Zhao also breathed a sigh of relief. Compared to his closeness to Chu Ling, Chu Zhao respected and awe of Jun Wuhuan. At the time in the Shenyou Princess's Mansion, Jun Wuhuan taught him a lot. As Sister A Ling said, Mr. Changli could teach him something that she could not teach him.

Jun Wuhuan nodded, "Everything is fine, but you don't look good. Those who are... are the people of the tribe just now?"

Speaking of this, Chu Ling became a little scared, "Why did Feng Zheng ask Sibei to escort you?" If they hadn't happened to go to Qingzhou and ran into it here, I'm afraid this kid would be in danger today. On the other hand, Feng Zheng did a good job of keeping the secrets. They also read a lot of news all the way from the Western Regions, but they didn't know that Chu Zhao was actually in the north. But even so, Chu Zhao was still found by the assassin. It can be seen that the people around them leaked the secret.

Chu Zhao shook his head and said, "Everyone sent by General Feng..."

"It seems that Tuoba Luo is determined to take His Majesty's life." Jun Wuhuan said.

Chu Ling looked at the two young men in front of him who were covered in dirt and tired faces, sighed lightly, reached out to pat Feng Sibei on the shoulder and said, "Let's find a place to rest first, let's talk about anything in detail."

The group of four went to a small county nearby, but did not disturb the officials in the city and went directly to an inn under Lingxiao Commercial Bank. They rushed Feng Sibei and Chu Zhao to wash up. Chu Ling and Jun Wuhuan followed him back to the room. They encountered such a big thing just after returning to the Central Plains. Even Chu Ling was a little worried. Sitting at the window and looking at the yard outside, he was stunned. Jun Wuhuan walked from behind and stretched out his hand to wrap her shoulders, "Are you worried?"

Chu Ling sighed lightly, and approached his arms and said, "How can you not worry? I thought... Even if Lord Shangguan is gone, Lord Zhu, uncle and King Ning can stabilize the situation. Unexpectedly... If I had known this, I should have left before..."

Jun Wuhuan whispered: "A Ling blames himself, why wouldn't he blame me? If it weren't for me, why would A Ling stay in the Western Regions for three years?"

Although the medicine that Uncle Yun mentioned can treat his injuries, it is actually not that easy. Jun Wuhuan has been injured for many years, and if it weren't for the deep internal strength support, he would have been unable to bear it. Even with medicine to heal the wounds, it was not easy. The year before, Jun Wuhuan struggled in dying for almost half a year, and then gradually got better Chu Ling, Xiao Feng, Yun Xingyue, Zhu Yaohong and others searched for all kinds of medicines that Uncle Yun needed throughout the Western Regions. It was not until nine months ago that Uncle Yun announced that Jun Wuhuan's body was basically cured. But his body still needed it.

Rest and his original superb skills were ruined by most of them. Jun Wuhuan naturally could not tolerate such a situation. The two followed Uncle Yun's instructions to go to a valley bottom in the deep snow mountain for more than half a year. Although Jun Wuhuan suffered a lot, his skills finally recovered. As for Chu Ling, he had just gained a bargain for free. He practiced in such a bitter and cold place, his strength was naturally a thousand miles a day. It was much stronger than three years ago. Now Chu Ling, even when Tuoba Xingye and Baili Qinghong were in full swing, she was sure to fight them.

However, as soon as the two entered the pass, the first news they heard was that Tianqi and Cangyun City were suspected to be breaking, and the Tianqi Imperial Army was defeated by the Northern Jin Dynasty, and the Northern Jin army was approaching.

Chu Ling looked back at him and said helplessly: "You know that I didn't mean that."

Jun Wuhuan reached out to stroke her cheek and said softly: "Don't think too much. The situation is not serious now and will be resolved soon." Chu Ling nodded and smiled: "I know. Then... Lord Cangyun City, do you choose. Go north or south?"

When Jun Wuhuan heard this, his brows frowned immediately.

Looking at Chu Ling for a while, he had to sigh lightly, "I wouldn't have come back if I had known."

This time it was Chu Ling's turn to be happy. He reached out and pinched his cheek, and smiled and said, "If you really don't come back, the people in Cangyun City will be sad." Jun Wuhuan snorted and said, "As soon as he comes back, the city lord's wife will run away. Are they not sad?"

Chu Ling chuckled, got up and pointed on his lips, "Okay, I promise how to do it in one month at most?" Seeing that Mr. Changli was already old, his temper was not as steady as before. If outsiders saw it, they would be so scared that they even dropped their chin.

Jun Wuhuan looked at her and whispered: "A Ling, don't be polite to those people. If you really talk about those intrigues, you may not be their opponent."

Chu Ling nodded and said solemnly: "I know, don't worry."

Jun Wuhuan said, "Don't worry, with me in the gentry, don't think about taking any further forward."

"Well, I know." In this world, who else can make her believe so deeply besides Jun Wuhuan?

"Sister Ah Ling." Chu Zhao stood at the door, looking at the two inside with a hurried look. Feng Sibei followed behind him. Both of them changed into clothes, their hair was still half dry. They obviously cleaned up casually and came over. Chu Ling waved at him with a smile and said, "Come in."

The two walked into the room, Chu Ling pointed to the chair on the side and signaled them to sit down, frowned and said, "Be careful of catching a cold."

Chu Zhao smiled and said, "Don't worry, sister Ah Ling, I'm in good health now."

Chu Ling nodded and said, "It should be good, otherwise you won't run north." When Chu Zhao heard this, he immediately became depressed. Jun Wuhuan shook his head and asked, "How are Lord Zhu and Duke Xiangguo?" Hearing this, Chu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "When I left Beijing, Lord Zhu was so ill that he couldn't get out of bed. Duke Xiangguo was nothing, but he couldn't get into many things. Last month, three assassinations happened in the palace, so Master Zhu told Duke Xiangguo that I would leave the palace first to avoid it." Even the palace was not safe, how safe can other places in Pingjing be? After Duke Xiangguo discussed with King Ning, he simply gritted his teeth and sent him to the north.

Chu Ling frowned slightly and asked, "Huan Yu and Duan Yun, where are Yun Xu and the others?"

Chu Zhao whispered: "Master Yun..."

Chu Ling's face was slightly dark, "What happened to Yun Xu?"

Feng Sibei looked at Chu Zhao, then looked at Chu Ling and Jun Wuhuan, and whispered: "Princess, those people in the court... said that Mr. Yun is Baili Qinghong's brother, so he... was imprisoned. And Mr. Yunyi... But Mr. Yunyi was taken away by Mr. Huan Yu, a girl from the evening wind."

Upon hearing this, Chu Ling's face suddenly sank, "Who... is so brave? It seems that there were not enough people killed in Pingjing Imperial City back then!"

Chu Zhao and Feng Sibei were both startled by her appearance. Feng Sibei hurriedly said, "I just got up in the past three years."

Chu Ling raised his eyebrows, "In three years, can they be brave enough to rebel?"

Jun Wuhuan next to him laughed and said, "A Ling is afraid that he has forgotten that Pingjing City can be regarded as a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, not just the people I saw in the court." Chu Ling naturally did not forget that the powerful people who had been living from Shangjing to Pingjing were not the ones who could continue to be prosperous, wealthy, and high-ranking officials and generous salaries later. Needless to mention the native natives in the south, some were still high-ranking, some were united with the powerful people from the north, and some were forcibly suppressed. Although these people were suppressed, they were once generous after all, and it was not difficult to understand that they were more courageous than ordinary people. However, they were so big that they dared to assassinate the emperor and murder the court officials, they were very extraordinary.

Chu Zhao said: "During that period... there were many people in Pingjing who were in legend. The young master Changli was no longer there. Sister A Ling was heartbroken and had already left the country and would not return to Zhongyuan again."

"This is interesting." Chu Ling sneered. She and Jun Wuhuan have been missing in the Western Regions for nearly a year. No one except Mr. Yun and others knew about their movements. Could it be that because of this... they actually made outsiders feel that something happened to them? But this judgment is too arbitrary, and it sounds more like a conspiracy.

"What's the situation? Just go back and take a look." Jun Wuhuan said calmly: "But A Ling, you take the Shenyou Army back."

Chu Ling smiled and said, "I know, I still expect them to do things."

Feng Sibei and Chu Zhao couldn't help looking at her curiously, as if asking the princess/Sister A Ling what to do?

Chu Ling was very considerate and replied with a smile: "Kill."
Chapter completed!