Mo Xiangli gl

In recent days, there have been two major gossips among the people.

One is that the eldest prince in the capital failed to force the palace but was captured, and was forced to commit suicide at the gate of the palace.Everyone sighed that the current emperor is really sad, almost dying at the hands of his son.And some people felt that it seemed that the position was about to fall into the hands of the brave and foolhardy fourth prince.

The other is what happened at the wedding between the young master of Murong Villa and Gu Xiaojun, the daughter of King Jin, on Qixi Festival.Everyone secretly scolded the demon leader for being mean and shameless. If Gu Xiaojun were to change someone, that would be what he wanted.If Murong Yu traded his life for it, then Gu Xiaojun would definitely have a hard time in Murong Villa in the future, and would even be forced to separate.That would also serve his purpose.If both of them don't change, then the Seventh Princess of the dynasty will die.How could their Murong family withstand the emperor's thunderous wrath?

Before the [-]-day deadline expired, the foot of Xueding Mountain was already full of masters.

It's just that they can only surround the mountain, but they can't go up the mountain.

Because there are many strange beasts in the mountains, no matter how advanced the martial arts are, those who break into the mountains will be swallowed by the strange beasts.

Shen Mu was wearing a fox fur, standing outside the tent, looking worriedly at the unreachable snow mountain.

Shu Yu, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to rescue her...

In Lingguo Palace, Liusu was dressed in fiery red clothes, sitting on the dragon chair in the imperial study, listening to his confidantes report on the border affairs.

Her gaze sank, and she asked, "You mean, Yan Zichen has been taken captive to Xueding Mountain now?"

Changjiang knelt down, and replied: "Exactly. At this time, Xueding Mountain is full of people from all corners of the country, and masters from all factions are at the foot of the mountain, led by Shen Mu from Biyunmen. In addition, Ye Cong also brought [-] people with him. The Ye family army surrounded the mountain. It is said that they were ordered by Emperor Yan Dynasty."

Liusu frowned slightly, and asked: "Then, where is Murong Yu?"

"Since she left Murong Villa, no one has seen her again. There are so many strange beasts on Xueding Mountain, and it is impossible for ordinary people to go up. Therefore, I don't know if she has already gone up to Xueding Mountain."

Liusu stared at the Yangtze River with cold eyes, "So, you mean, she doesn't know whether she is dead or alive right now?"

Changjiang was so overwhelmed by her majesty that he stammered, "Yes...that's how it is, Your Highness!"

With a wave of Tassel's long sleeve, he swept the memorial on the table to the ground, and shouted angrily: "Trash! Send someone to look for it soon! If you can't find Murong Yu, you don't come back! You need to see people! You need to see people! You need to die... See the corpse!"

The Yangtze River retreated tremblingly.

"Come on, tell Marshal Gao!"

Liusu's face is ashen, Murong Yu, for her, even if you trade your life for your life, are you willing?

After Marshal Gao entered the palace, he saw Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess standing there with a cold face, and the imperial study room was already in a mess.The surrounding maids and eunuchs all knelt on the ground, not daring to vent their anger.

Marshal Gao asked: "Your Highness, what happened to make you so angry?"

Liusu opened his lips, and said: "Send one hundred thousand soldiers, set off immediately, and go to Xueding Mountain!"

Marshal Gao thought, could it be that His Highness was upset because of what happened in Yan Guo?

He persuaded: "His Royal Highness, this matter is inappropriate. Half of Xueding Mountain belongs to Yan Dynasty, and half belongs to our Dynasty. They are playing small fights there, and the grievances in the rivers and lakes will not be able to make a big scene. If we send troops at this time, we will definitely cause trouble." The two countries are at odds!"

Liusu stopped his words, and said: "I have made up my mind, the marshal quickly go to order troops, and set off immediately! I will go with the army."

No matter what, she can't let Murong Yu have trouble!If the leader of the Demon Cult dared to take her life, she would definitely make him pay in blood!

Marshal Gao knew that persuasion was useless, so he resigned to his fate and withdrew.

The court is not yet stable, so how can Her Royal Highness be so willful?

What about the usual decisive His Royal Highness?

Murong Yu was currently hiding in a cave on Xueding Mountain to treat the wound on his left hand. During the day, the monster bit him, and the bone could be seen deep in the wound. Up to now, the wound is still painful.

She thought that the mountain was just getting colder, but she didn't expect that the strange beasts on the snow were so ferocious.

They were all fierce beasts that she had never seen or heard before, and she almost couldn't stand it anymore.

I couldn't stop being irritated in my heart. The ten-day appointment was about to arrive, and she had been trapped on this mountainside for three days. What should I do!

On the top of the hill, there is a palace.

The palace is not like the white snow outside, and there is no trace of coldness.

Yan Zichen stood in the hall, looking displeased at the man sitting above the hall playing the piano peacefully, "How long are you going to trap me!"

Wuming still played the qin to himself, "His Royal Highness, please be safe and don't be impatient. When someone volunteers to replace you, you will naturally be able to leave. I'm afraid that you won't want to leave even if I drive you away!"

Yan Zichen took a few steps forward, "What do you mean by that?"

After Wuming finished playing the song, she got up and walked towards her, and said with a smile: "When I took you away, I said, unless Juner came here to exchange you, or Murong Yu exchanged his life. Otherwise, your little life, I I won't stay."

Yan Zichen frowned.

Nameless continued: "Tell me, who will replace you then?"

"Aren't you afraid that my elder sister will hate you forever?"

Nameless smiled desolately, "She can't love me, if she can hate me for the rest of her life, that would be great. At least in this way, she will remember me for the rest of her life."

Yan Zichen glanced at him, then turned and went back to the room.

He is also a poor man.

After Yan Zichen left, Jiang Huai walked up to Wuming's side, and asked puzzledly: "Guardian, I don't understand, we have a chance to win the princess, why did you spare that Murong Yu's life?"

Wuming shook his head and said: "It's not that I want to let her go, but that I can't take her life at all."

Jiang Huai said in surprise: "How could this be, she is just a mortal!"

Wuming sneered and said, "A mortal? She has the heart and blood of a god emperor protecting her body!"

Jiang Huai was startled, "There is the heart and blood of the God Emperor! Then who is she?"

A white light rose from Wuming's palm, and Murong Yu's embarrassed appearance in the cave appeared in the air.

"Do you still remember that the one who had a lot of ties with our saintess thousands of years ago, although he lived for thousands of years, his cultivation level is not as good as those who only have a thousand years of Taoism. Once he enters the six realms, he will be attacked by people from all walks of life. Coveted."

Jiang Huai asked in surprise: "Could it be...she is the one who fell into the hands of the demon king and the second son of the wolf clan thousands of years ago?"

Wuming smiled meaningfully, "That's right, it's her. This time, I'm going to give Mozun a big gift."

After following Wuming for so long, Jiang Huai naturally understood the deep meaning of his words, "In this case, why didn't you let her go up the mountain directly, instead let the snow beast attack her?"

Wuming put away the image, raised his feet and walked outside the hall.

"If even a mere snow beast can't handle it, then sending her to the Demon Realm will just send her to death in vain."

After hearing this, Jiang Huai sighed, why bother.

Fortunately, Murong Yu did not disappoint Wuming.

In the early morning two days later, she stumbled to the top of the mountain and knocked on the door of the palace.

Wuming looked at her ragged and scarred appearance, and couldn't help frowning, "A mere snow beast can kill half of your life, but it's really useless."

Murong Yu was so angry that he almost vomited blood, what is a mere snow beast, you should try it!

She said angrily, "Where's the person?"

Wuming called the maid and asked her to take Murong Yu to Yan Zichen.

Yan Zichen was sitting at the desk at this moment, drawing with a brush.

Looking at the beautiful woman he had sketched on the drawing paper, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

There was a knock on the door, and she said lightly, "Come in."

Wuming treated her pretty well, except that she couldn't get out of the palace, everything else was fine.There is a maid waiting for her at all times, and she can get anything she wants.

I thought it was just the maid who came to deliver breakfast, so I continued to paint without raising my head, but I heard a familiar voice: "Unexpectedly, Her Royal Highness is just like this to pass up her lovesickness for me!"

For a moment, the paintbrush in his hand lost his grip and rolled down onto the drawing paper.

Well, it's a pity that this is a good painting.

Looking up, he saw the person in front of the desk looking at him with a smile on his face.She stood against the light, even if she was in a mess, she was still shining brightly.

With a sore nose, tears flowed down like this.

Across the table, Murong Yu wiped away the tears on her face, and said dotingly: "Fool, why are you crying!"

Yan Zichen choked up and said, "You...how did you get hurt so badly!"

"It's worth the hard work to get you home."

As a result, Yan Zichen's tears flowed even more fiercely.

However, before Murong Yu had a chance to comfort his sweetheart, three more maids came in from the door, carrying hot water, wound medicine, bandages and other things in their hands.

"The master has ordered me to wait for the medicine for Miss Murong."

Yan Zichen wiped away tears, went around the desk, pulled Murong Yu to sit on the bed in the inner room, and said to the maids: "You guys go down first, put your things here, I'll do it."

So the maids put down their things and retreated tactfully.

Yan Zichen cut Murong Yu's clothes, and some of the fabric was stuck to the flesh and blood of the wound. Her body was covered with scars and irregularities, which looked like the bite marks of wild animals.

Bearing his heartache, he carefully wiped her, applied medicine, and after the bandage was tied, Yan Zichen finally couldn't help it, hugged her from behind her, buried her in her neck, and began to cry bitterly.

Murong Yu was helpless: "I haven't bathed for several days, my body smells very..."

Yan Zichen said in a muffled voice, "I don't despise you."

Murong Yu said aggrievedly: "But, I feel bad! Look, you've wrapped me like a rice dumpling."

Yan Zichen looked at her masterpiece, the layers of wrapping seemed to add clothes for her, so she smiled through tears, "Who made you hurt so badly! You deserve it! Also, your wound should not be wet, these few days You just have to bear it!"

Murong Yu lowered his head in frustration.

Yan Zichen went to find a set of clothes to put on for her, because it was so tightly packed that it was difficult for Murong Yu to move easily.

She was dressed in a black robe, but her skin was even fairer.

However, the blackness in her eyes looked like she hadn't slept for a long time.So, Yan Zichen helped her lie on the bed, while he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her.

Murong Yu held her hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Zichen shook his head and said, "Go to sleep, I'll watch over you."

Murong Yu smiled, "I can't sleep alone."

As soon as Yan Zichen heard this, he lifted the quilt and lay down in earnest, put his hand under her neck, patted her on the back like coaxing a child, and said, "Hey, go to sleep."

Hearing this, Murong Yu really closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

She is really exhausted.

In the past ten days, I have never slept well, eaten well, or taken a good bath, and my heart is hanging tightly, for fear that this person will be wronged.

She didn't let go of her hanging heart until she saw it.

With her by her side, even if it is a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, she is not afraid.