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Feng Shi smiled meaningfully: "Jieyou, do you know what you remind me of?"

"What?" Jieyou looked at Feng Shi confusedly.

Feng Shi stuck out his tongue, pried open Jieyou's red lips, and said softly: "When a female wolf on the grassland sees a male wolf she likes, she likes to rub her nose against him."

"But what if...uh...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Temptation, disturbed her heart, made her heart hotter.

"Of course..." Feng Shi slightly opened the distance between each other, "bite hard, and never die."

"Oh, how to bite? Where to bite?"

"Here..." Feng Shi untied his belt, took Jieyou's hand to his chest, and said with a smile, "Don't worry about that daredevil General Mo coming in suddenly today. I just heard him say that today, Mrs. You and Feng The lady was frightened and lost her soul, she needs to rest and recuperate, if anyone dares to disturb you and my rest, pull them out and kill them!"

Jieyou pursed his lips and smiled, "But what if he can't help himself?"

Feng Shi blinked lightly, and said with a smile, "I asked you that question just now when I brought you hot water."

Jieyou's fingertips gently rubbed Feng Shi's chest, "How did he answer you?"

"He...he said..." Feng Shi's cheeks flushed suddenly, "said that if he ransack...let me...let me cut off his head...he also said...every night from now on... Sleep peacefully...no one will hurt me again..."

Jieyou suddenly giggled, "But what if I hurt you tonight?"

"That's what I'm willing to give you..." Feng Shi hooked Jieyou's neck, and when they both fell on the bed, the sheepskin figure slipped off the bed.

In the camp bag, locked deeply is Yijingchun. .The color is lingering, and what is firmly suppressed are those shallow moans that Feng Shi dared not escape easily. .Moan.

This day is the spring festival of Xiadu, perhaps, it is also the spring festival of Feng Shi and Jieyou.

Many years later, when the two of them think of this day, they can't help but smile knowingly. This is the warmest and sweetest day in their hearts.

Sitting in his camp bag at the moment, Mo Yan carved a string of Wusun characters on the cowhide with a knife, handed it to the soldier on the side, thought for a while, and handed the knife in his hand to the soldier, "You take this Send it to Dalu Mansion in Chigu City overnight, and hand it over to Weng Guimi."

"promise!"

Watching Wusun Xiaobing withdraw from the camp, Mo Yan looked at the candlestick in the camp with a cold face, gritted his teeth and said: "Weng Guimi, I have never wanted to love a woman so much as I do now, if you hurt her again , your brotherhood with me is over!"

Since then, I don't know what happened in Chigu City, or maybe Jieyou stopped and walked with the entourage of the Han family, and couldn't be sure of the destination for a while, neither Feng Shi nor Jieyou appeared again after seven years in a row Assassination and poisoning incident.

Although the life is a bit bitter, for Feng Shi and Jieyou, these days are very satisfying, they spend time together simply, caring for the people with their heart, and gain not only the reputation, but also Feng The popularity that I want most.

"Hey, look over there, everyone's camp is much stronger than before, and it's easier to survive this winter." Jieyou rode on a horse, walking side by side with Feng Shi.

Feng Shi chuckled and said nothing, just stretched out his hand, and patted the wind and sand on Xieyou's temples, "After all, the land here is barren, and it's too close to the Gobi. If we don't take advantage of these few days to store up the winter food, this winter will still be a waste of time." It's not easy."

Jieyou thought about it thoughtfully, nodded and said, "That's true."

"Huh? And then?" Feng Shi asked with a smile knowing that Jie Youding had thought of a solution.

Just as Jieyou was about to answer, he saw an attendant running from afar, "Madam You---Madam You---Kunmi has an order, please Madam You go back quickly to receive the order!"

Feng Shi's smile froze suddenly, and he always felt that this edict was really weird.

Jieyou smiled with ease, "Don't worry, I'm not the cowardly Liu Jieyou back then. Some things, as long as you are by my side, I will have the courage to bear them."

Feng Shi pursed his lips and smiled lightly, then nodded, "Yeah."

"drive!"

"drive!"

The two horses turned around and galloped towards their camp——

Chapter 8. Death

"Kunmi is critically ill, Mrs. You hurried back to Chigu City to stand by!" After entering the camp, Jieyou and Feng Shi received such an edict.

Feng Shi lowered her eyebrows and sighed, the thing she was most worried about finally came.

Mrs. Zuo is from the Huns, and Jun Xumi has only one son, Nimi, who is not yet an adult. If she really inherits the position of Kunmi, then Mrs. Zuo will be able to supervise the country logically. For Feng Shi, it is a dead end .

Jieyou stretched out his hand quietly, hooked Feng Shi's little finger with his little finger, and shook it lightly, as if to say, "Don't worry, now we have to see what's going on."

However, Mo Yan received Weng Guimi's letter from Feige at this moment, and when he saw the words clearly written on it, he let out a long sigh of relief.After seven years together, Mo Yan's face also showed some traces of vicissitudes, and two mustaches had grown on his lips.He pressed the saber and walked up to Jieyou, bowing respectfully, "Madam You, don't worry, with this general here, the trip to Chigu City will be safe."

Feng Shi laughed and said, "With the general's words, Shi feels a lot at ease."

Mo Yan nodded and smiled, his eyes were still unscrupulously hot, he fixedly looked at Feng Shi, "You too, the trip to Chigu City will be safe."

Jieyou coughed twice, and took Feng Shi's arm, "Shi, follow me into the account and change clothes."

"promise."

Mo Yan shook his head and smiled, only felt that the intimacy between women from the Han family was far better than that of Wusun women, but he didn't think much about it, thinking that Feng Shi, as a maidservant, was so valued by the master, he was always happy for Feng Shi.

So, half an hour later, Jieyou and his party packed everything up and headed towards Chigu City.

Chigu City, the royal court is dense.

In the depths of the hall, the weak Jun Xumi sat on the throne holding Princess Xijun's Qin Pipa, his eyes full of grief.

Mrs. Zuo led the seven-year-old Ni Mi and knelt in front of Jun Xumi, waiting for Jun Xumi to announce Ni Mi's position as the crown prince. After Mrs. Zuo, the princes and ministers of Wusun knelt down on the ground, their faces full of sadness.

"Weng Guimi arrived----"

Suddenly, I heard a pass from a guard at the entrance of the main hall.

Jun Xumi's eyes brightened slightly, he turned his face sideways with difficulty, and watched the fat Weng Guimi step into the hall and knelt down in front of him.

"Brother, meet Kunmi!"

"Get up..." Jun Xumi wanted to reach out to support Weng Guimi, but found it so difficult to even reach out.

Weng Guimi hurriedly supported Jun Xumi's swaying body, shook his head and said, "Your brother is here, if you have any orders from Kunmi, just say it."

Jun Xumi suddenly held Weng Guimi's hand back, as if he had exhausted all his strength, "Ni Mi...young...can't do...can't do Kunmi..."

Madam Zuo's face changed in shock, and she glared at Jun Xumi angrily, "Kunmi has a son, why don't you pass on Nimi?!"

Jun Xumi shook his head and let out a series of violent coughs, "cough cough cough...Young son...young son...can't support Wusun's sky...so..." Jun Xumi looked at Weng Guimi again, " You... come... you come..."

Weng Guimi panicked and knelt down again, "Kun Mi has a heavy responsibility, I'm afraid Weng Guimi won't be able to take it on!"