Liu Mu: "Sir, it's not just Lu Erlang. Behind him, there are also Chen Wang, Lu Sanlang, the power of the Grand Marshal, the power of the noble family, the support of the poor... and even Luo, Luo, and Luo's sister. Letting me go, Lu Erlang alone, can't do it."

"I am grateful to Rikujiro... but I know there are others who are helping me. These are all benefactors, sir."

White horse in cold moon, endless clear fields. Dust flying, no longer looking at the distant city behind, riding on the horse, the young man seemed to be crying and laughing: "My closest relatives regard me as an enemy, but I also have benefactors."

Mr. Kong asked: "Sir, where are we going? Back to the border?" Liu Mu said coldly: "No, back to Hengyang, recruit soldiers and buy horses... That's my territory!"

"Goodbye, Jianye."

Liu Mu didn't even look back, and fled south with Mr. Kong, fleeing Jianye. Mr. Kong looked over, and under the cold moonlight, the boy's facial features became deep and quiet. The boy lost his childishness, and he grew up between life and death. Time became an invisible line, cutting fate again and again. The farther Liu Mu was from Jianye City, the farther he was from the fate that was once so close to him——

In Lu Xian's dream, Liu Mu had a chance to become an emperor. At that time, he was stubborn, reckless and powerful. Because of jealousy and hatred, he wanted to kill Lu Sanlang and Lu Yun, and put the entire family against himself. He was forced into a situation where everyone in the court was an enemy. When he returned to the harem, even the queen was hypocritical to him. The Southern Kingdom was destroyed and the city was broken. He and the queen died for their country.

Fate is tied to a hazy thread, and with the help of Lu Erlang, everything is adjusted to the best direction.

Liu Mu doesn't have to become an emperor at an inappropriate time.

Luo Lingyu didn't have to marry him, and Lu Yun didn't have to die on the border.

But Liu Mu didn't have to die. Lu Erlang saved him.

Life is a big dream. Too many life and death experiences made the boy grow up and understand that the aristocratic families were never enemies. Balancing them might be better than weakening them directly... However, what does this have to do with him?

The young prince's face turned pale and he clenched his fists: I will never let go of those who want to kill me! But I also want to repay those who saved me tonight!

…

Saving the Prince of Hengyang is a piece of cake.

Just because King Chen didn't want to lose a capable general because of an old man's nonsense, Lu Erlang was unwilling to accept his fate of not being able to let Liu Mu survive.

Lu Yun watched from the sidelines and guessed about 70% or 80% of the situation, and then he cooperated with the two men. Liu Mu had already left, but the matter was not over yet. He returned to the mansion with his wife Luo Lingyu, and the two of them strolled under the moonlight. Lu Yun thought of someone, and said to Luo Lingyu with a smile: "Tomorrow, let Huan'er go to Sima Temple to visit Yue Zihan. Maybe she will receive an unexpected surprise."

Luo Lingyu: “Ah?”

She had already forgotten who "Yue Zi Han" was.

Chapter 147

At night, the Prince of Hengyang fled, the Prince of Zhao and the Prince of Chen collided in the city, and a fire broke out in Jianchu Temple...all of these were coincidences, all man-made.

The fire at Jianchu Temple was over, leaving his followers to clean up the mess with the Jingzhao Yin's men. Feeling that the matter was over tonight, Lu Yun invited his wife to leave with him. Because the followers who followed him went to assist the Jingzhao Yin's officials to record the fire in the temple tonight, when they left this famous temple and went back, Lu Sanlang and his wife had to walk first.

Walking along the Qinhuai River, Lu Yun explained to Luo Lingyu the reason why he did that at night.

The moon was shining, flowers were flying in June, and Junyi was walking by the Qinhuai River. Luo Lingyu was walking beside him. He first explained the matter of Yue Zihan, and then the matter of the King of Hengyang. Luo Lingyu was first surprised that Lu Yun knew what Luo Yunhuan had not told her, and then she admired Lu Yun's ability to strategize. With her husband checking, Luo Lingyu was a little unwilling, so she had to hit him a few times to vent her anger. Only when Lu Yun mentioned the King of Hengyang, his tone was a little strange, and the girl tilted her head to look at his face, and under his charming and beautiful eyes, she seemed to be thinking about something.

Luo Lingyu: "It seems that you and second brother both feel a little weird when you mention the King of Hengyang."

Lu Yun's expression froze for a moment, but he pretended to be calm: "How could that be?"

Seeing his nonchalant look, Luo Lingyu became more certain. He was an arrogant man. If nothing happened, Lu Sanlang would have sneered or ridiculed her for being sentimental. He said "no way", but it was clearly "yes". Luo Lingyu was very surprised: "I remember that before I married you, every time I talked to the King of Hengyang, my second cousin would interrupt. Once, the young master was injured because of me, and I wanted to go to see him, but my second cousin went on my behalf. I used to think that he was deliberately trying to match you and me, but now it seems really strange."

Luo Lingyu turned to Lu Yun and said angrily: "It's even more obvious for you! Every time I mention King Hengyang, you are unhappy and secretly get angry with me. In fact, I don't say anything or do anything. There are many admirers around me, and you are not so popular with other people for a long time. Why do you react like this to King Hengyang alone? Big? You obviously saved him tonight, but you didn't even mention anything else except to explain to me. Before and after King Hengyang was imprisoned, you didn't even look at him. You only relied on the few words told to you by others. How could you possibly save someone?"

Lu Yun glanced at her and said in a slightly cold voice: "What do you want to say?"

Luo Lingyu smiled slightly.

She said nothing at first, and took two quick steps forward. There were many lights on the other side of the river, and boats and pleasure boats were parked on the Qinhuai River. The sound of songs and music lingered, and the light of the fire and the light of the water brushed against the beautiful face of the girl. Her wide sleeves were like clouds, brushing against the arm of Lu Sanlang behind her, and the fragrance was alluring. She turned her head suddenly, and the hair on her cheek brushed her lips. The look in her eyes was smart and cunning.

Luo Lingyu smiled and said, "I guess, in my second cousin's dream, I married the Prince of Hengyang, not you. So you and my second cousin are so wary of His Royal Highness the Prince of Hengyang and don't want me to say even one more word to him?"

Lu Yun sneered.

Luo Lingyu snorted at him, "Don't be so rude to me. Your attitude clearly shows that you have admitted it. Brother Xuechen, something that never happened has happened, why are you so jealous?"

Lu Yun was upset, wondering why it was "never happened"? If his second brother had not favored him, the Prince of Hengyang would have snatched Luo Lingyu away. Luo Lingyu was beautiful, and looked very vulgar for money and fame, but in order to support this vulgarity, she learned a lot of elegance. What an interesting beauty she was... Lu Yun didn't care that she was always surrounded by admirers, but thinking that she might have married the Prince of Hengyang, he was jealous and hateful, and it was hard to describe.