Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

In the evening of that day, the carriage entered the small town where the official road passed on time, and set off again early the next morning. After walking slowly for two months, when the carriage finally arrived at the small border town of Dajin, Murong Ji lifted the curtain of the carriage. , looked up at the hazy sky that seemed to be snowing at any moment, and just as he frowned and wanted to let go, he felt a violent jolt coming, and he couldn't support his body for a while, not to mention the squinting eyes held in his arms. Whooping Murong Chang.

Mi Qianqian was leaning against the wall of the carriage to doze off, and the violent bumps woke him up instantly. Just as he patted Murong Chui who was pillowed on his lap, he saw Murong Ji falling unsteadily towards this side When he came over, he immediately subconsciously raised his hand to support him, his fingers accidentally touched the outstretched hand of the man, and he was clenched instantly without waiting for a reaction.

No one thought that the first time interlocking fingers would be in such a situation.

Murong Ji carefully protected Murong Chang in his arms from being awakened, but he felt a warm softness in the palm of his hand. When he looked up, under the dim light, Mi Qianqian looked down, slightly reddened. cheek.

He stared fixedly at the more seductive face in the darkness, subconsciously hugging Murong Chang in his arms even tighter, when his Adam's apple was rolling and about to say something, another even bigger turbulence started again This time, the carriage almost rolled up and down, and the two people inside had already lost their charming thoughts at this time, and the two children finally woke up from the jolt, and hugged them tightly in a panic.

The carriage bumped like this for about half a cup of tea before it finally stopped. Murong Chang was so frightened that he couldn't stop crying when the carriage stopped. Murong Ji coaxed him in a low voice and handed him over to Mi Qianqian , but Murong Chui, who has always been in Mi Qianqian's arms, is much younger than an adult, but he is also pretending to be calm. Although his small face is still serious, his eyes are already red, and his fingers are tightly clutching Mi Qianqian's clothes. refused to let go.

Murong Ji saw that the two children were coaxed by Mi Qianqian, his face immediately sank, he lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage, his eyes were cold and angry, and he looked at the sweaty carriage holding the reins The husband asked in a deep voice, "What happened just now? Why is the carriage shaking so much?"

If it hadn't been for him and Mi Qianqian's quick reaction and their efforts to get together to protect the two children, such a bumpy carriage would not only have frightened Murong Chang and Murong Chui, but might have even injured them. Things will happen, and even when he is about to see his eldest brother and brother-in-law, Murong Ji's expression becomes even more ugly.

Facing the young son with a pale face, although he had hardly seen him before, but his imposing manner was not inferior to that of Prime Minister Murong and General Murong at this time, the coachman's face was sweating even more --- half of it was frightened, and the other half is surprised.

Fortunately, when the shaft of the carriage suddenly cracked and the horse was inexplicably startled, the two people in the carriage reacted quickly. Otherwise, if something happened to the young master in his carriage, he would not know how he would be punished at that time— — But it's also very strange, the shaft of the carriage suddenly cracked probably because of walking for too long, but why is the horse startled?

The coachman was puzzled, and his head lowered: "Master Hui, you should get off the carriage with the two young masters first with Mr. Mi."

There seems to be something wrong with the shaft of the carriage, and I need someone to come and take a closer look to see if it can still go. "

"Is there something wrong with the shaft of the carriage?" Murong Ji frowned, his eyes swept across the carriage wheel on one side, and his voice was as cold as ice, "Before I left the mansion, didn't I tell you that for the past two months, every day? Do you have to check the carriage carefully in the evening? Since there is something wrong with the carriage today, did you check it yesterday?!"

"My lord, forgive me, my lord!" Hearing his question, the coachman didn't dare to hide the truth, and replied tremblingly, "To tell you the truth, my little old man just saw these two carriages yesterday, and they are clearly the same. Okay, I don't know what happened today...

Murong Ji snorted coldly, obviously not believing his words: "There is no need to say such a thing, where is the spare carriage?"

"In the back, my lord, please come with the little old man."

Hearing the conversation outside, Mi Qianqian, who had already coaxed the two children a little bit, squinted her eyes, hugged the two children in her arms tightly, watched Murong Ji lift the curtain and raised her hand, then put Murong Chang Handing it over to him, he carried Murong Hang down the carriage, and walked quickly against the wind and snow toward the empty spare carriage, which had never been used along the way.

Putting Murong Chang in front of the carriage, Murong Ji stroked his forehead hair, handed his little hand to Mi Qianqian with a smile, then glanced at Murong Chui who was looking at him with wide eyes, and whispered: " Chui'er, Chang'er, stay in the carriage with Mr. Mi for a while, uncle wants to see what happened to the carriage in front, and he will be back in a while."

Seeing that he was about to leave after putting down the child, Mi Qianqian couldn't help stretching out her fingers, catching a little bit of his sleeve, and whispered, "You...be careful."

Murong Ji was hooked by the corner of his clothes, his heart moved slightly, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his lips, the other hand lightly squeezed his fingertips, and replied in a low voice: "I know."

Mi Qianqian watched him go away, and when his figure was almost out of sight, she just got into the carriage, opened the curtain first and carried Murong Chang in, then carried Murong Chui into the carriage, holding the two children Sitting down and preparing to warm up by the fire, he said with a smile, "Chui'er, Chang'er, you—"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden click in his ear, and the cold blade refracted the cold light, and it lay across his neck in an instant. When he was in a daze, he tapped his acupoints in an instant, making him unable to move an inch. A black figure flashed past his eyes, snatched the two children in his arms in an instant, and touched their slender necks with the tip of a knife, threatening in a low voice almost at the same time.

"If you dare to call someone over, the heads of these two children will not be theirs."

- being stuck in the neck, Murong Chang's black grape eyes immediately opened wide, but before he could utter a word in shock, he was covered by the two men in black, and soon fell limp together with his brother beside him down.

Mi Qianqian didn't expect that there would be two killers lurking in the carriage protected by the guards. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he kidnapped the two children again, her heart suddenly became cold, and she didn't dare to shout, but tried her best to keep her tone calm and calm. Unconsciously, it was the shadow that had just left.

"What are you going to do, let go of those two children!"

The two killers had already come prepared, and they were not deceived by his stern appearance, but when they heard the words, they grabbed the two children one by one, and their laughter was sharp and piercing: "The two boys must be the Marquis of An Guo. Let's go with the son of Lord Annei."

Hearing this, Mi Qianqian's heart sank suddenly, knowing that these two killers came prepared, and this time he might not be able to be kind, but she still refused to relax, threatening in a low voice: "Since you know these two killers With the identity of the children, you should know that if you dare to kill them, the Murong family and the royal family will never let you go! No matter who the master behind you is, you will all die!"

"Of course we know this, we don't need you, little twins, to remind you." The two masked killers in black looked at each other, with real killing intent in their sinister eyes, "You go out immediately and arrest the guards and The coachman drives away, don't allow the guards and Murong Ji's An Xiao to follow, and drive the carriage towards the north by himself, otherwise I will kill these two children immediately, do you hear me!"

If they really did this, they would have to leave the convoy and leave the protection of Murong Ji. As long as the three of them went to a remote place, both themselves and the child would surely die—Qianqian knew this in her heart, and stared at the two The dagger with the handle across the child's neck, but dared not go against their wishes, after a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth and agreed word by word.

"Okay, I can promise you, but you can't touch them! If you dare to hurt them even a little bit, even if I die, you will definitely die without a place to bury you—release my acupuncture points!"

After half a cup of tea, Mi Qianqian, who had already entered the carriage and was supposed to be resting with the two children, suddenly lifted the curtain of the carriage in front of her and called out in a low voice, "Come here."

Hearing the words, the guards at the side immediately stepped forward and said, "Mr. Mi."

Half of Mi Qianqian's body leaned out of the curtain of the carriage, but a knife was pressed against his waist. His expression remained unchanged, and he looked indifferently at the snow-colored figure not far away, with a glimmer of darkness in his eyes. Shen Sheng ordered: "Go and find Mr. Ji, I have something to ask

Say. "

After saying this, he sat down in front of the carriage, calmly waiting for Murong Ji to come after hearing the news, while turning his back on the two people behind him, he quietly took out something from his sleeve and held it in his hand. in the palm of your hand.

Murong Ji was still disposing of the broken carriage, when he suddenly heard the guard report that Mi Qianqian wanted to see him, his eyes flashed, he turned around and walked towards the carriage behind, and walked in front of Mi Qianqian after a while , raised his eyes slightly, and the light was shining in his pupils, showing a bit of tenderness.

"Mr. Mi?"

"It's getting cold, you're not in good health, take one pill a day, don't forget." Mi Qianqian glanced at him silently, suddenly smiled, and stuffed the things in her hands as she spoke. In the past, regardless of the fact that the dagger against his back was getting stronger, sharp pain was already coming from his waist, he smiled and pointed to a snow mountain not far away, and said in a low voice.

"I see that the scenery here is beautiful. Anyway, if you want to repair the carriage, I will take the two young masters to look around first. Don't let those dark owls and guards follow you. I will bring them back properly."

Murong Ji clenched the medicine bottle he gave him, his eyes fluctuated violently, his pupils shrank suddenly, and subconsciously wanted to hold those cold fingers back, but Mi Qianqian withdrew her hand first, and instead held onto the front of the carriage tightly. reins, and no longer looked down at him.

"...thousands..."

"This is the first time you have called me Qianqian." Mi Qianqian gripped the reins of the horse in front of her, trying not to lose sight of the people around her, staring straight at the snow-capped mountains not far away, trying not to let herself Tears fell from his eyes, and he concealed it intermittently in a low voice, "I...I am very happy..."

After saying this, he didn't hear Murong Ji's voice again, so he assumed that the person had acquiesced, and when he spoke again, his voice became hoarse: "I'm going, don't let anyone follow you, okay?"

"Okay, since you like to watch it, then go." The man was silent for a while, and finally took a step back, and then raised his hand to signal the guards to back away, and then whispered, "Remember... be careful."