The female bandit who traveled through another world knocked down Master Gao Leng

Li Mengyun and Song Ruining rode away from Princess Murong Qingling.

Song Ruining accompanied Li Mengyun to the post station. Li Mengyun had several urgent letters and asked the people at the post station to help deliver them.

After finishing this matter, the two stood at the entrance of the post station and looked at each other for a long time. Now they really had to part ways.

Finally, Li Mengyun smiled sweetly at Song Ruining and said, "Brother, take care."

He rode away in a leisurely manner.

Song Ruining was left standing alone at the entrance of the post station, watching Li Mengyun's figure riding a horse gradually disappear into the distance.

The red cloak fluttered in the air like a fire phoenix under the sky, beautiful and free and easy.

Song Ruining watched them for a while, then chuckled and turned around on his horse to do what his sister Meng Yun had asked him to do.

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"A lone smoke rises straight up in the desert, and the setting sun is round over the long river." The frontier area has its own grandeur and magnificence.

The sky was filled with yellow sand, which had turned it dark red. Standing outside the house, one had to squint.

However, there is a big temperature difference between day and night.

At night, it gets colder if there is no wind.

The night sky was full of twinkling stars and the Milky Way was casting shadows, just like a fairy tale world.

At Feiying Pass Fort, the light is as small as a bean.

Emperor Murong Li was sitting under an oil lamp, looking at the military map spread out on the table seriously, his brows slightly furrowed.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Murong Li didn't even raise his head: "Come in."

Deputy General Huang Chunhua quietly opened the door and walked in, clasping his hands together and respectfully bowing to Murong Li: "Your Majesty."

Murong Li heard the voice and finally raised his head.

On his stern face were sword-like brows and star-like eyes, which were as sharp as an eagle's and looked awe-inspiring and cold.

He exudes an aura of noble majesty that makes people dare not look directly at him.

When Murong Li saw that it was his deputy general, his expression relaxed.

Deputy General Huang Chunhua looked at the military map spread out on the table and the densely packed marks on it, and sighed inwardly.

He walked forward, picked up the cloak hanging beside him, and gently helped Murong Li put it on.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, why don't you rest? It's a bit cold. If you want to stay up late, you should put on your cloak. Otherwise, you will feel uncomfortable if you cough due to the cold."

"It's okay. I don't feel cold inside."

Murong Li stood up and put on his cloak.

He raised his eyebrows and teased, "Why, you finally decided to leave the land of gentleness and return to Feiying Pass?"

The dusty deputy general Huang Chunhua smiled awkwardly, and an unnatural blush appeared on his honest face.

He scratched his head and said, "Your Majesty, you are teasing me again.

After taking a look at my home, I was worried about the emperor, so I rushed back to Feiying Pass without stopping.

Murong Li sat down on the stool.

Huang Chunhua hurriedly walked forward and poured a cup of hot tea for Murong Li.

Murong Li grabbed the towel on the table and wiped his hands, then picked up the teacup and sipped it slowly.

He looked at Huang Chunhua: "Is everything fine at home?"

"Okay, okay, all good. I would also like to thank you, Your Majesty, for giving me the opportunity to visit my relatives."

Murong Li waved his hand and said, "I am a lonely man. Apart from my former brothers, there is no one in the capital that I want to see.

If I don't give the opportunity to visit my family to you subordinates, what do I need the opportunity to visit my family for?"

"So I want to thank the Emperor."

Huang Chunhua thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, your former subordinates in the capital have asked me to say hello to you.

They said you’ve been away from the capital for so many years and you never went back to visit them. They all miss you very much.”

Thinking of the group of good brothers who used to follow him, Murong Li's face looked a little dazed.

It seems that those days of fine clothes and fine horses, with people following me everywhere, are now very far away from me.

"Your Majesty, after so many years, you still don't have the courage to set foot in the capital again?"

“It doesn’t matter where you are.”

Murong Li invited Huang Chunhua to sit down and said, "I have been in Feiying Pass for a long time. If I don't see the yellow sand all over the place one day, I will not be used to it.

Why should I go back to Beijing? Don’t you think so? "

Huang Chunhua glanced at the expression on Murong Li's face.

"I know, Your Majesty, that you are afraid of being reminded of past events with Miss Song, so you are unwilling to return to the capital."

Murong Li was hit on the heart of the matter by Deputy General Huang Chunhua. He smiled bitterly, lowered his eyes, and kept his head down in silence.

Huang Chunhua rubbed his hands and said hesitantly: "Your Majesty, I heard a strange thing when I returned to the capital this time. Do you want to listen to it?"

"Not interested." Murong Li waved his hand and refused without thinking.

What does other people and other things have to do with him?

Although the woman he cared about the most and wanted to possess the most was no longer around, he didn't believe that his Yao'er would leave him.

He always believed that his Yaoer must be waiting for him and longing for him somewhere in this world.

They will meet again one day.

Despite his busy military duties, he would ride on his horse and look around whenever he had free time.

But more than ten years had passed, and there was no news about his Yaoer. Gradually, he became desperate.

But he was never willing to give up, as long as he thought of that beautiful woman with bright eyes, gentle voice and sweet smile at him.

My heart would ache so much that I couldn’t breathe and I might even start coughing violently.

"Your Majesty, do you really not want to know what this strange thing is?" Huang Chunhua asked unwillingly.

"I don't want to." Murong Li took a sip of tea, coughed lightly, and looked at his right-hand man.

"Chunhua, why do I feel like you've turned into a gossipy woman since you came back to the capital? You keep talking non-stop, and you don't even feel tired."

"Hehehe, I don't think so." Huang Chunhua pulled the stool closer and put his face in front of Murong Li.

Murong Li was so frightened that he quickly straightened his body backwards.

He shouted softly, "Sit still! You are so disrespectful and so unserious. If you have nothing to do, you can leave now. This emperor needs to rest."

Huang Chunhua responded with a "yes", stood up obediently, and walked out slowly.

As he walked, he muttered, "I heard from my wife that a miraculous doctor named Li Xiao came to the capital. He has excellent medical skills and can bring people back to health.

People in the capital were vying to have her help treat their illnesses."

Murong Li sneered. What does it have to do with him?

Although his heart would ache from time to time and he would cough occasionally, it was not enough to take his life.

He doesn't need to find a miracle doctor to treat his illness, so he doesn't care about any miracle doctor or immortal doctor.

Huang Chunhua walked out of the house, still not giving up.

A head poked in through the crack of the door: "Your Majesty, do you really not want to know about this little miracle doctor?"

Murong Li didn't even raise his head: "Gossip, you are so long-winded, get out of here now."

"Well, since Your Majesty doesn't want to hear it, I won't say anything.

But if you find out something in the future, don't blame me for not telling you."

Huang Chunhua walked out muttering to herself.

He deliberately raised his voice: "I heard from my wife that this little miracle doctor looks exactly like Miss Song. They are simply carved from the same mold."