Mo Xiangli gl

It was almost noon when Murong Yu came across a small town. After entering, he found an inn and woke Yan Zichen up.

He gave the horse to the boy, went into the inn, threw an ingot of silver to the shopkeeper, and said, "Come to two upper rooms."

The shopkeeper couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, please, two girls!"

"It's enough for us to have one room!" Yan Zichen said to the shopkeeper.

Murong Yu looked at her suspiciously, Yan Zichen had no choice but to lower his voice and explain to her, "They came while I was asleep last night, I think it's safer to follow you every step of the way!"

So Murong Yu turned his head helplessly and said to the shopkeeper: "Listen to her, one of the upper rooms, bring us a bucket of hot water, and make some side dishes."

The shopkeeper left after sending them to the room. After a while, Xiaoer brought them a bathtub, hot water and food. After washing up, they ate together.

Murong Yu asked: "What are your plans next?"

You can't just follow yourself like this...

Yan Zichen didn't answer this question, but instead asked, "If I'm not mistaken, Miss Murong's trip should be to attend a martial arts conference, right?"

Murong Yu nodded.

"Since that's the case, I wonder if I can be picked up? My family lives in the capital, so I happen to be on the way! Anyway, it's boring for you to go on the road alone, so taking me can just relieve your boredom!"

What is boredom!It was clearly causing trouble!

Murong Yu opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

Neither agreed nor refused.

"The little girl is unarmed, and now she is separated from the guards. People from all sides are chasing and killing her, and her life is in danger. I hope the heroine will protect her once or twice!"

Yan Zichen held Murong Yu's hand and looked at her tenderly.

His eyes are full of pity.

Murong Yu withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and being looked at by her eyes, he felt a little... pitiful?

"Then you go to Huaiyang with me, with me here, don't be afraid..."

As soon as these words came out, both of them froze in place.

These words popped out without going through the brain, Murong Yu wanted to bite off his tongue, when did he become such a kind person?

Could it be that she was dazzled by beauty?

No, no, they are all women, how is this possible!

I must be too busy and want to find something to do.

Yes, it must be so!

Yan Zichen was filled with emotion in his heart, this idiot, did he use all his brains to pretend to be martial arts?

Strangers just coax a few words, and you believe it?

Seeing that Yan Zichen didn't answer, Murong Yu got up directly, went out and called Xiao Er to come up and clear the table.

Until Xiao Er finished packing and left, neither of them spoke again.

Murong Yu walked to the window, opened the window, looked at the bustling crowd on the street, and thought, could it be that he promised too simply and was treated as a villain by her?

Realizing that there was one more person beside him, Murong Yu turned his head to look.

A slender body, a slender neck, skin that can be broken by blows, and a perfect face.

Murong Yu, who was immersed in the beauty, even forgot to blink her eyes, but a voice came from her ear, pulling her back to reality.

"Thank you."

The voice was very small, but Murong Yu still heard it.

The corners of her lips curled up, and she happily replied, "You're welcome."

Yan Zichen turned his head to meet Murong Yu's face, smiled and said, "Why don't we rest earlier, the road ahead is still long, we should recharge our batteries."

Murong Yu nodded, agreeing with her opinion.

He walked to the bed, took off his coat, lay down, pulled a quilt over his body, closed his eyes and said: "You also go to bed early."

So Yan Zichen closed the window, lay down beside Murong Yu, and rested, each with a quilt, everything was fine.

Falling asleep, Murong Yu suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a cold kiln, feeling his body getting colder and colder.

So she woke up with a start, but the chill was still unabated, and she couldn't help shivering.

The moon on March [-] is very round and bright.

The moonlight came in through the window, she turned her head to look, and found that Yan Zichen was trembling, and stretched out her hand to touch it, the biting coldness, it turned out that the chill she felt just now came from Yan Zichen's body.

Murong Yu shook her vigorously, but unfortunately she didn't respond, she was still trembling.

So Murong Yu lifted his own quilt, got into her quilt, and pressed the quilt on top of her quilt.

A cold air hit, even though Murong Yu had profound internal energy, he still couldn't help trembling, after hesitating for a while, Murong Yu still stretched out his arms to hug her.

Maybe Yan Zichen felt the warmth coming from around him, and according to his body's instinct, curled up in Murong Yu's arms to relieve the coldness in his body.

Murong Yu looked at Yan Zichen in his arms, biting his lower lip tightly, blood oozing from his lips, frowning tightly, cold sweat streaming down his smooth forehead.His middle clothes were drenched with sweat, and his body was still emitting a chill.

Murong Yu took her hand to feel the pulse, and gave her an internal force, but there was an evil energy in her body that was resisting Murong Yu's internal force.

Murong Yu felt a little distressed, no wonder she felt a little sick when I saw her before, was it because of this?

So she threw off the quilt, hurriedly put on her coat and ran downstairs, saw Xiao Er sleeping on the table, went to wake him up, asked him to bring a bucket of hot water, and went back to the room.

Xiao Er reluctantly went to the yard to boil water.

After a while, Xiao Er knocked on the door and brought hot water.

Murong Yu took the hot water and sent him away, returned to the room, untied Yan Zichen's clothes and stripped her naked, and wiped her body over and over again until the hot water turned into cold water.

Afterwards, she also untied her clothes, took off her clothes, climbed onto the bed and hugged Yan Zichen tightly, using exercises to transfer her internal energy to her whole body to warm her body, and hugged Yan Zichen tightly to transmit the temperature to everyone. she.

It seemed that this worked well, and soon, Yan Zichen stopped trembling, and his trembling body gradually calmed down.

And the warm jade on his chest was clinging to her body, and it was slightly hot.

Seeing her like this, Murong Yu felt relieved, but he still didn't dare to be careless, he still exercised his energy and became feverish, until her body gradually returned to temperature, Murong Yu fell asleep with peace of mind.

On the second day, Yan Zichen woke up bored, a little breathless.

Although it's only March, it's still a bit stuffy under the two thick quilts, not to mention her face is still buried in the softness of Murong Yu's chest...

After Yan Zichen struggled a few times, he opened his face, and what caught his eyes was the blood-red jade around Murong Yu's neck and his naked body, while she was snuggling naked in her arms!

Yan Zichen turned pale with shock, what's going on?

Murong Yu woke up when Yan Zichen moved, but she was too tired to wake up, feeling that Yan Zichen was struggling, she didn't even open her eyes, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Stop moving, let me go again Go to sleep, last night you tossed a lot and caused me to be tortured by you all night."

Yan Zichen's face was flushed with shame and anger, and when he thought of them hugging each other naked, he didn't know what happened last night, and wondered when she, a dignified princess, had been treated so frivolously!Angry and angry, she directly raised her hand to frame Murong Yu and slapped Murong Yu, "Murong Yu, you are presumptuous!"

Murong Yu was stunned by the beating, opened his eyes in a daze, pointed to his face blankly and asked, "You actually hit me?"

After the beating, Yan Zichen regretted it. She shouldn't have been so impulsive. After all, Murong Yu had just saved her life before, and they were both women, so why didn't they just take off their clothes and hug each other? !

She shouldn't have hit her like this without asking about the situation!It's just that she was embarrassed to apologize because of her face, so she could only turn her back to Murong Yu without saying a word.

Seeing her like this, Murong Yu angrily turned over and got out of bed, unpacked her bag and put on her clothes. After she was dressed, she slammed the door and left.

The shopkeeper saw that big girl came down with a dark face yesterday, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask what breakfast she wanted, but the girl yelled fiercely and went out without eating, hey, where is another girl?

Pacing aimlessly in the street, Murong Yu really wanted to just leave, let her be hunted down, and would not care about her or save her.

Parents, elder brother, and master love her very much. When did she suffer from such grievances?This was the first slap she got in her life!I was beaten stupid before I woke up.

The previous good impression must have been an illusion. I thought she was a gentle woman, but only now did I realize that she is so arrogant!

Hmph, it's so irritating to realize that I haven't arrived in two days, so I shouldn't have a kind heart attack.

The first slap in my life was actually thanks to her, but fortunately I saved her twice.

Even though I was very angry and wronged in my heart, when I thought of her stubborn expression last night, I felt quite distressed.

The cold poison in his body, according to the pulse condition, it seems that he has been poisoned for a long time, and it is not bad to be able to hang his life now, but being hunted down by people is also a fateful life.

If I abandon her again now, I will feel bad in my conscience, hey.

After the wind blows, most of the anger in my heart has disappeared. Thinking about it again, those ladies of the family have always attached importance to fame and integrity, unlike Jianghu women who are not careless about trivial matters, so they are also relieved.

I found a passer-by to ask for directions, found a clothes shop, picked out two sets of brocade clothes for myself, and picked out three sets of skirts for her. I prepared everything inside and out, paid the money, and went back to the inn.

On the road, a group of young men and women were looking for someone with a portrait. The roadside vendors said they had never seen her before. When they saw her coming, a handsome young man with a portrait stopped her: "Miss, have you ever seen the girl in this painting?" woman?"

Murong Yu took a look, yo, didn't the person in this painting slap her just this morning!

I don't know if this group of people are enemies or friends, and it's better to be careful, so as not to cause trouble for herself, so she said calmly, "Oh, this person, I saw her leave the city yesterday."

Hearing what she said, the boy showed joy on his face: "Miss, are you serious?"

Murong Yu rolled his eyes at him: "Believe it or not." Then he pushed him away and walked straight away.

Behind him, the boy happily called his companions to stop, and said to one of the calmer men: "Brother, just now a girl said that she saw the junior sister leaving the city yesterday, we should have time to catch up now!"

"Xiaosheng, didn't the master say that you should not trust others, you will suffer a loss if you trust others so casually." Eldest brother Ren Qingzhou said earnestly.

"Oh brother, that girl is very beautiful, she won't lie!"

Ye Wen on the side punched Xu Mosheng hard: "Hey, whoever teaches you can believe what a beautiful girl says, do you know what a woman's heart is like!"

Xiao Sheng rubbed the place where she was beaten and said aggrievedly: "Senior Sister Ye, you are also a woman! I mean that girl has no need to lie to us!"

Ye Wen still wanted to hit him again, but was interrupted by Liu Yunrou: "Okay, okay, stop arguing, let's go find that girl again, if she has no problems, then the junior sister may have left the city, and it's time to go to the capital." Go that way, and that's possible."

"Yes, Senior Sister." Xiao Sheng and Ye Wen said in unison.