Mo Xiangli gl

Yunshuang stood in front of Murong Yu's room with the food in his hand.

Should I knock on the door?

Suddenly, the door opened from the inside.

Murong Yu's face was haggard, seeing only Yun Shuang came, he asked disappointedly: "Where's the princess?"

Yun Shuang went in with the meal, "Princess has something to go out, let me serve you for dinner."

"He General Ye again?"

"Miss Murong, the princess and General Ye are just discussing something, don't overthink it..."

Murong Yu smiled lonely. It had been three days in a row. Since she figured it out that day, she went to see Ye Cong in a hurry before she could warm up to Yan Zichen.

For three consecutive days, they all went out with Ye Cong.

She felt that she was like those concubines who fell out of favor in the harem.

After being favored by the king, he was thrown aside, but he still looks forward to the king's arrival every day.

Yunshuang had already arranged the food, "Miss Murong, hurry up and eat!"

Murong Yu sat at the table, looking at the delicious food on the table, but he didn't have any appetite.

Before even moving her chopsticks, she picked up the Flowing Sword and ran out.

Now, she just wants to see her.

She wanted to ask clearly what she was in her eyes.

However, as soon as he rushed out of the door, he found two people standing in front of the hall.

They ignored the maids and eunuchs around them, chatting and laughing as if no one else was there.

Yan Zichen lowered his head shyly, while Ye Cong, who looked heroic in his silver armor, was looking at her affectionately.

Sure enough, childhood sweethearts are different.

Murong Yu tightly squeezed the scabbard with astonishing strength.

The Flowing Sword seemed to feel the master's anger, trembling slightly.

The next moment, the sword was out of its sheath, and there was a soft sword cry.

Jealousy, yes, she was jealous.

At this moment, she just wanted to use the sword against that rival in love, this is her usual style!

Sensing a gust of sword wind coming, Ye Cong quickly pushed Yan Zichen away and raised his hand to block it.

Seeing Murong Yu approaching with an angry face, he wanted to ask if there was any misunderstanding, but she didn't give him the chance.

The sword light covered the sky, and Ye Cong had a hard time blocking it.

However, he was also scrambling on the battlefield, so he wouldn't be too embarrassed.

"Murong Yu, stop! Are you crazy!"

Yan Zichen shouted from the side.

Murong Yu completely ignored her, now she was overwhelmed by jealousy and only wanted to kill the person in front of her.

Yeah, she was crazy, crazy with jealousy.

Ye Cong was not her opponent, after she sold a loophole, she took advantage of the loophole and sent the sword into his belly, because only the armor there was weaker.

At the same time, he was attacked by his silver gun and held his gun with bare hands, but forgot the sharpness of the gun, and his palm was cut in this way.

And the inner strength that penetrated into the body from the arm along with the silver spear.

Murong Yu pulled out the sword, her throat was a little itchy, but she still forcibly suppressed the fishy sweetness in her throat.

"Brother Cong!"

Yan Zichen exclaimed, rushed forward to support him, and covered the wound on his abdomen.

The onlookers were stunned, Yun Shuang was the first to react and helped Yan Zichen to support Ye Cong.

"Hurry up and tell the doctor!"

Murong Yu fell back a few steps and smiled mockingly.

She won, but also lost.

It was a complete failure.

Yan Zichen and Yunshuang worked together to help Ye Cong into the Xiyu Tower. When passing by her, Yan Zichen gave her a complaining look and left.

Murong Yu stared at the blood flowing from the palm of his left hand in a daze, already like this, is there anything else to ask?

Ye Cong was stripped of his silver armor, and lay on the bed of Her Highness the Princess, who was looking after her.

The imperial physician is here, it's Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing was shocked to see a man lying on Her Royal Highness's bed and receiving careful care.

After prescribing medicine for Ye Cong, Jiang Xing withdrew.

Opening the door, he saw Murong Yu standing under the tree at a glance.

She stood there lonely, holding a long sword, maintaining a posture, staring at the door of Her Highness the Princess's room.

The blood on the hand flowed through the scabbard, dripping drop by drop to the ground.

But she didn't know it.

Even if there were conflicts in the past, seeing such a high-spirited girl become so embarrassed, anyone would feel distressed, right?

Heartbroken by the doctor's parents, Jiang Xing stepped forward silently, took down her sword, raised her hand, opened the medicine box, took out the contents and bandaged her.

Presumably the injury of the general inside was caused by fighting with her, right?

Murong Yu stood still, letting Jiang Xing move, his eyes still not leaving her room door.

After treating Murong Yu's wound, Jiang Xing left.

Murong Yu still stood there, staring at the door.The door was opened and closed several times, but the person she wanted to see did not come out of it.

She kept looking there, seeing the lights come on and seeing the lights go off.

It was dark and light.

The man didn't come out of it.

She didn't come out, and neither did he.

"My God, Miss Murong, why are you still standing here?"

The maid who got up early got up to clean the yard, and when she saw Murong Yu, she shouted in surprise.

Yes, it's dawn, why is she still here?

After blowing the wind all night, she felt a little dizzy.

Otherwise, how could you hear the sound of something breaking in the atrium?

It must be because I was too sleepy after not sleeping all night, so I have hallucinations, right?

Taking a deep look at the tightly closed door, dragging his tired body, he walked stiffly towards his room step by step.

The long sword dragged on the ground, making a piercing sound.

Maybe a little sleep would be all right.

At noon, Yunshuang came to deliver the meal as usual.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Murong Yu lying straight on the bed and looking at the top of the bed.The quilt was not covered, and the clothes were not taken off, it was the same one from yesterday, with some blood stains on it, and the streamer sword was in hand.

"Miss Murong, it's time to eat."

Yunshuang went over and shook her.

Murong Yu sat up, glanced at the food on the table, shook his head, "I can't eat."

Looking at her bloodshot eyes, Yunshuang felt a little distressed, "How can this work, even if you have a conflict with the princess, you still have to eat, you haven't eaten all day since yesterday! "

"Is she still in the room?"

Yun Shuang shook her head, "The princess was sent to the imperial study by someone sent by the emperor."

Murong Yu walked to the table, picked up the cup and drank the tea in it.

No matter how Yunshuang shouted, she took the sword and went out.

The room she lived in was only a few steps away from Yan Zichen's room.

When she was leaving the room, she happened to see Ye Congyu walking outside.

He came out of Yan Zichen's room.

Seeing her, Ye Cong subconsciously took a step back.

Murong Yu sneered, Yunshang Qinggong jumped onto the roof and left.

In the imperial study room, Gu Tingrui slapped the chopping board angrily.

"As a majestic princess, she hasn't left the cabinet yet, yet she blatantly keeps a man in her room. Are you going to piss me off!"

Yan Zichen knelt down, "General Ye was seriously injured, and I just wanted to save him."

"In order to save him? In order to save him, you can leave him in the room? Do you know that there have been rumors in the palace today that the Seventh Princess has an affair with the vice-commander of the Forbidden Army? Where are you going to put my face! "

"Father, calm down. My son and minister have known him since childhood, and have fallen in love with him. I have already decided that I will not marry him in this life, and I ask my father to help me."

"You bastard! He is a general, and he is going to fight on the battlefield. How can you be happy if you marry him!" Gu Tingrui was in a hurry. Ye Heng is now stationed at the border, and all the troops are under his orders. This Ye family, he is going to be destroyed sooner or later. Can Yan Zichen marry him?

"Father, son, and elder brother Cong have already made a private decision for life. If father doesn't agree, son will only wish to be with the green light forever in this life."

"You! Are you going to piss me off!" Gu Tingrui smashed the memorial to the ground.Standing up, pointing at her with trembling fingers, "Aren't you very close to Murong Yu? Why isn't Ye Cong married now?"

Yan Zichen sneered in his heart, sure enough, he found out what happened between them.There was still a pitiful expression on his face, and he said: "Er Chen and Yu'er are like sisters, so they are naturally close! Does the emperor think there is anything wrong? Brother Cong, the baby is already his, I beg the father to help you!" .”

Gu Tingrui was really angry, but he still had no choice but to compromise.

At least marrying a man is better than having an affair with a woman, right?

He didn't want to see his daughter become like them.

And the hidden person in the dark of the imperial study room listened to all their conversations.

My heart hurts from being pulled, so it turns out, is it just love for sisters?

With a bitter smile, she left quietly, even the hidden guards didn't notice her coming.

As soon as Yan Zichen returned to Xiyu Tower, the imperial edict of marriage came.

Although because of Murong Yu's reasons, things have gone awry.But fortunately, everything went smoothly according to her plan.

With a sigh of relief, he raised his footsteps and entered Murong Yu's room.

But inside the room, there was no one there.

"Xiaoyun! Where's the person?" He found Yunshuang with a sullen face and asked.

"Princess, Miss Murong is looking for you..."

"You! Why didn't you keep an eye on her? And yesterday, how could you let her act like this?"

"But princess, with Miss Murong's martial arts, I can't stand it!"

Yan Zichen felt that what she said was quite reasonable, "Forget it, you can quickly ask someone to look for it, and let me know as soon as you find it."

Later, Yan Zichen found her in the wine cellar of the palace.

When she was found, she was sleeping among a pile of wine jars, with a few empty jars beside her, holding an unfinished jar of wine in her bosom, which was still leaking from the mouth of the jar, flowing onto her body She doesn't know.

The stains on his body were mixed with blood, and the white gauze on his left hand had become dirty.

Her hair was messy and stuck to her face, her eyes were closed tightly, but her expression looked so painful.

Yan Zichen's heart ached, even when he was lying in a pool of blood, he had never seen her in such a mess.

Obviously, she should be in high spirits.

How can you shrink there like a drunkard?

Obviously, she loves to be clean so much.

How could you let yourself become so embarrassed?

Kneeling down to take down the wine jar from her arms, but at this moment she opened her eyes.

Neither crying nor fussing, just quietly blinking and staring at Yan Zichen.

Then, he smiled foolishly.

That smile contained too many emotions.

Yan Zichen's heart tightened, and he raised her left hand pitifully, and tore off the soaked gauze. Fortunately, the wound had almost healed.

He moved his hand to her face, brushed away the messy hair on her face, revealing that beautiful and fascinating face, and said softly: "Get up, let's go back!"

But she hooked Yan Zichen's neck and stared at him steadily.

Yan Zichen was hooked by her, unable to stabilize his body, and lay on top of her.

She looked as if she had just come out of being soaked in wine, the smell of wine all over her body made Yan Zichen feel a little uncomfortable.

Yan Zichen struggled a bit, and said, "Stop making trouble, you are so dirty, get up and wash up with me."

Murong Yu let go of her, got up with the sword at hand, and staggered out of the wine cellar.

Yunshuang had already been standing beside the sedan chair, when she saw Murong Yu and Yan Zichen coming out one after the other, she quickly went up to meet her and helped Murong Yu onto the sedan chair.

In the attic of Xiyu, the sedan chair stops.

As the sun was setting, Murong Yu jumped off the sedan chair and stumbled back to the room. Yan Zichen tried to help her from behind, but she didn't give him a chance.

As soon as he entered, he flung himself on the bed.

Yan Zichen followed her into the room and shook her, "Don't sleep, the hot water is ready, go and wash first."

Murong Yu closed his eyes and did not move.

So Yan Zichen had no choice but to take off her outer robe for her.

But as soon as his hand touched her belt, he was held down.

Just as she was about to raise her head, she turned over and put her under her body, and her hands were tightly squeezed by her.

"Get up! I'll bring you hangover soup."

"I'm not drunk." Murong Yu let go of her hand and looked at her with a clear expression.

"Aren't you drunk? Are you tossing yourself like this when you're not drunk? Get up!" Yan Zichen pushed her, but didn't.

Murong Yu leaned towards her lips, but she avoided her.

A kiss landed on her cheek.

Murong Yu's eyes were a little dim.

Moving his hand down, he tore open her robe and roughly tore her clothes.

As the spring light leaked out, Yan Zichen quickly covered his chest and exclaimed, "What are you doing! Are you crazy!"

Murong Yu held her firmly with one hand, lay down and bit her hard on the neck.

The other hand directly tore open her obscene pants, and the middle finger was in front of the deep valley path.

Yan Zichen panicked, "Murong Yu! Don't do this!"

That path was very dry, Murong Yu poked forward with difficulty a few points, but heard a choked voice: "It hurts, Murong Yu, don't do this! I hurt!"

Sure enough, she still couldn't bear to be wronged.

He stretched out his hand, kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry."

Yan Zichen was very angry at her actions, he pushed her away fiercely, gathered up the scattered clothes, got off the bed and ran out aggrieved.

But she was hugged tightly from behind.

"Zichen." There was a hint of sadness in this call.

"Don't go." She buried her face in Yan Zichen's neck and took a deep breath.

Yan Zichen was aggrieved and did not speak. The Murong Yu just now made her feel scared.

After being silent for a long time, Murong Yu finally said: "Are you really going to marry him?"

Yan Zichen shuddered, did she know?

Murong Yu went on to say: "In your eyes, will I always be just a sister in love?"

"You said that in this life, if he is the only one who will not marry, what about me? Where will you put me?"

"Since you have made a private decision with him for life, why do you still want to provoke me?"

After questioning each sentence, Yan Zichen was so blocked that he couldn't speak.He took off her hands in front of her belly, turned around to face her, cupped her face, but couldn't say a word of explanation.

Looking at her distressedly, he said, "Murong Yu, I..."

"Are you really going to marry him?"

Yan Zichen hesitated to speak.

"Do not lie to me."

"Yes……"

Murong Yu took two steps back, used all his strength to smile, and said, "Okay, I understand."

Yan Zichen wanted to step forward to support her, but she avoided her.

"I'm going to take a shower."

After dropping these words, she staggered away.

Yan Zichen changed his clothes and waited for her outside the clean room. After waiting for a long time, she came out.

She was only wearing a middle coat, her hair was still dripping, and her eyes looked a little hollow.

Yan Zichen sighed, and led her back to his bedroom, but she stopped at the door of the bedroom.

Yan Zichen asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Murong Yu stared at the door in a daze, and asked again: "Do you really want to marry him?"

Yan Zichen was angry, this is not over yet!

"If you say no, I'll believe it too," she murmured.

Yan Zichen was startled, is she trying to lie to her?Doesn't she hate people lying to her the most?

"I will marry him."

She still couldn't bear to lie to her.

But when she saw her expression, it slowly turned into disappointment, and put on a painful expression, but in the end there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth.

She regretted it and should have lied to her.

At least, that way you won't see her sad.

"Murong Yu..." Yan Zichen's heart ached.

"Then if he bullies you in the future, I'll teach him a lesson for you."

Seeing her gently rubbing her hair as always, Yan Zichen felt that tears were about to flow out of her eyes.

Before she could reply, Murong Yu turned and left.

So determined to go.

But her back is so lonely.

Yan Zichen stood there for a long time, and she didn't come back to herself until Yunshuang called her to stop.

Yun Shuang held the dinner and asked, "Princess, do you want to have dinner with Miss Murong today?"

Yan Zichen nodded, and led Yunshuang to look for Murong Yu.