The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

The carriage stopped suddenly.

Yang Yingjun opened his eyes and asked doubtfully, "Old Xu, why don't you leave?"

"..."

"Old Xu?"

Yang Yingjun opened the curtain strangely, and there was a person sitting on the shaft of the car, but it was not Lao Xu.That person was dressed in a bright red dress, with black silk to the waist, and a red gauze covering her face. When she heard the movement, she turned her face, with a pair of winking eyes flying sideways. She giggled and said, "Queen Nan, are you here all right?"

"...!!"

Yang Yingjun was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split, and he fell straight backward.

"Hahahahaha..." Crazy laughter came straight in through the car curtain, stimulating the eardrums.

Yang Yingjun's heart was beating very fast, he tried hard to calm himself down, but his mind went blank, he couldn't think of any way to fight the enemy at all, he only had one thought in his mind: he was doomed.

A person was suddenly thrown into the carriage, Yang Yingjun was taken aback, and when he took a closer look, he was even more surprised: "Shangguan!"

On such a cold day, Shangguan Liuyun was covered in bruises, his hands and feet were tied with chains, and Shengxue's skin was scarred and shocking.

"Shangguan! Shangguan!" Yang Yingjun went over to pat his cheek, his tentacles were hot, his breath was weak, Shangguan Liuyun had already passed out from the burn.

Yang Yingjun hurriedly took off his cloak and wrapped him up.He took off the water bag on his waist and fed him water.Looking at Shangguan Liuyun, whose face was covered in dirt and his lips were chapped and bleeding, he felt so guilty that he wished he could beat himself to death.

When the curtain was lifted, Meng He Nasha stared greedily at Wu Yao in the depths of the carriage, and smiled lewdly: "Zhengchou couldn't find anyone to replace this half-dead waste, so he sent it to the door by himself?"

Yang Yingjun was furious: "What did you do to Shangguan!?"

Meng He Nasha smiled ambiguously: "It's nothing, but it's just too much feeding."

Yang Yingjun was stunned, and suddenly furious: "You—" he picked up the Jiao Weiqin beside him and hit it.

Meng He Nasha snatched it away, stroking the strings very gently: "You don't cherish such a famous piano through the ages..."

Yang Yingjun was too angry to forget his fear: "Meng He Nasha, aren't you afraid that Qu Tan will know what you have done!?"

Meng He Nasha's expression changed, and she swung her sleeves abruptly. Yang Yingjun was immediately pulled deep into the carriage and fell at Wu Yao's feet.

"Hmph! Something so high and deep!" Meng He Nasha kicked Shangguan Liuyun away, stepped into the carriage, and approached Yang Yingjun step by step, her eyes were cold and terrifying like a nightshade, "Today, I will pull out your tongue first, Let's see how you can speak quickly again!?"

Yang Yingjun was so frightened that he moved his hips back again and again, but there was only so little room in the car, and he was quickly forced to a corner.Meng He Nasha's five fingers became claws, and she squeezed his mouth open.

Yang Yingjun's eyes widened in horror, and he struggled frantically.

But in the eyes of Menga Nasha, his struggle was as weak as a chicken.

Suddenly, Meng He Nasha changed her face, pushed Yang Yingjun away, flew out of the carriage lightly like a ghost, and landed on the roof of the carriage, looking coldly at the dozens of black-clothed masked men surrounding the carriage .

"Ah~" She narrowed her eyes and smiled comfortably: "This is interesting."

One came on horseback, followed by hundreds of Yizhou elite soldiers.The man on the horseback was dressed in green and white, his face was like white jade, and the cinnabar on his eyebrows looked like blood and tears on jade.

Meng He Nasha looked at him and smiled even more happily: "Ji Yinrong, I haven't seen you for a few days, you are more and more beautiful."

When he heard the word "Ji Yinrong", Yang Yingjun in the carriage was already stunned.

Ji Yinrong put his fist against his lips and coughed twice, and smiled like a spring breeze: "Princess Meng He Nasha has been haggard a lot, it seems that the life of surviving alone is not easy."

Meng Henasha's complexion sank, she sneered and said, "When I get to bed in a while, I wonder if you can still talk like this?"

Ji Yinrong laughed and said: "Although the palace lord's charm still exists, it can't change the fact that she is half-aged. I really can't accept the beauty's kindness."

Yang Yingjun almost burst out laughing.

Meng He Nasha was really irritated: "Ji Yinrong, do you think you can catch me, Meng He Nasha, with three or two kittens?"

"Palace Master misunderstood, I didn't come to arrest you, on the contrary, I brought someone to see you."

Meng He Nasha laughed sarcastically: "I heard that you arrested Muhra? Could it be that you think that if you use him to blackmail me, I will..." Halfway through her words, she automatically silenced herself.

Because it was not Muhra who was brought up, but a young man in a cloth robe.The young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, as cold as ice, rode his horse to Ji Yinrong's side, looking at Meng He Nasha from afar, and seemed to be looking into the distance.

Meng Henasha's heartbeat accelerated: "He is..."

Ji Yinrong smiled: "He is Qu Tan."

Hearing this sentence, let alone Meng He Nasha, Yang Yingjun was shocked, Qu Tan is here! ?

Opening the curtain and looking, the surprise turned into shock.

That person's dress was indeed very similar to Qu Tan, and he even imitated his facial expressions, but that face...was clearly Xin Moti!

Noticing Yang Yingjun's gaze, Ji Yinrong smiled at him.This smile was like a tranquilizer, and all the anxiety and panic in my heart disappeared in an instant.

After the initial shock, Meng He Nasha calmed down: "Ji Yinrong, do you think I'm stupid? Just find someone to impersonate, and you think that the Palace Master will be fooled!?"

Xin Moti said coldly: "You said that Miss Yang is in danger and you want me to come here quickly. Now it seems that this is not the case, right?"

Ji Yinrong smiled apologetically, and said: "Brother Qu, don't be upset, although the child is not seriously ill, but his life is indeed only you, Brother Qu, who can save his life."

"what for?"

"Brother Qu, do you ever know who your biological parents are?"

There was a cold light in Xin Moti's eyes, and his tone became colder: "Why do you ask this?"

Ji Yinrong looked at Meng He Nasha whose expression was changing, smiled, and stopped talking.

Xin Moti suddenly turned his horse's head, as if he wanted to leave.

"Wait!" Meng Henasha blurted out, her voice a little unsteady.

Simmoti looked back indifferently.

Meng He Nasha's breathing was stagnant, and she stared at his face without blinking: "You...you are really Qu Tan? This Taoist robe...he was also wearing such a Taoist robe when he first met Divine Doctor Qu..."

"We've never met before." Simmoti said coldly.

Meng He Nasha smiled miserably: "The Miracle Physician I'm talking about is Qu Daoran."

Xin Moti's face was slightly moved: "Do you know the teacher?"

Meng He Nasha nodded slightly, looking at Xin Moti with an unusually gentle gaze.

Simmoti frowned: "Who are you?"

Meng He Nasha didn't answer but instead asked: "Your master's old chronic illness can be cured? Back then he said that he was not a miracle doctor, but he became a doctor after a long illness. Now I don't know if he has found a cure."

Xin Moti was silent for a while, and said lightly: "Yes."

"It's so good." Meng Henasha smiled more and more kindly.

Xin Moti said: "Who are you? How do you know so many things about your teacher?"

Meng He Nasha looked at him quietly, and said, "My child, I am your mother."

"What?" Xin Moti was startled and said, "Impossible."

"It's true, child, come here quickly and let mother hug you." Meng He Nasha flew off the roof of the car and landed lightly on the ground, looking at Xin Moti longingly.

Xin Moti said: "You let Miss Yang go first, she is the one I love."

Meng He Nasha did not hesitate: "Okay, since she is the one you love, I will never hurt her as a mother." She turned and rushed to the carriageway: "Queen Nan, come out."

Yang Yingjun expressed high admiration for Xin Moti's acting skills from the bottom of his heart, when he heard Menghe Nasha calling him, he opened the curtain and leaned out, saying: "There are still Wu Yao and Shangguan Liuyun in the car, please let you Mother also let go."

Xin Moti didn't speak, just looked at Meng Henasha.

Meng He Nasha said: "Son, I only believe in you. If you want to save them, come here yourself. Don't be afraid, how can a mother hurt you?"

Xin Moti hesitated, and rode forward.The men in black who surrounded the carriage made way, and Xin Moti quickly arrived in front of him. He turned over and got off the horse, looked at Meng Henasha and said, "I'm here, can I let them go?"

Meng He Nasha stretched out her arms towards him, smiling gently: "Son, come here and let mother take a good look."

Simmoti walked over.

Meng He Nasha suddenly grabbed his pulse door.

Xin Moti's complexion changed: "You..."

The loving mother just now disappeared without a trace, Meng He Nasha smiled ferociously: "Don't be afraid, there is a shortage of people around my mother, you are born so handsome, my mother will be good, good, hurt, love, you."

Suddenly, Yang Yingjun saw it clearly, and said in shock: "Damn it, are you sick? You won't even let your own son go!?"

Meng He Nasha sneered and said, "Son? Hehe, are you really fooling me like this Palace Master?"

Simmoti still struggled: "What are you talking about? I don't understand..."

"Still pretending!?" Meng He Nasha grabbed his neck and said viciously: "Qu Daoran has never had any stubborn illness, you are too careless as an apprentice!"

Simmoti's face turned pale.

Yang Yingjun jumped anxiously: "Let him go! If you dare to hurt him, your son will definitely fight you hard!"

"Hmph! Do you think I will still believe your nonsense?" Meng He Nasha suddenly exerted force on her hands, and Xin Moti was lifted up, and her feet were lifted off the ground little by little.

Ji Yinrong said in a deep voice, "Archer!"

At this moment, a blue figure flew out and attacked Meng He Nasha.But seeing that his body was as light as a swallow, the palm he swung was overwhelming.

Menga Nasha threw Simmoti away like a rag bag, and waved her hands to greet him.The two passed a few moves at a very fast speed, and "bang", Meng He Nasha took half a step back, and the man in the blue cloth swept back like a breeze, and landed lightly.

Clothes fluttering, demeanor cool, what a fairy spirit.

Ji Yinrong: "Brother Qu!"

Yang Yingjun: "Old Tan!"

Simmoti: "...!

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