Twilight Cloud Returns

As soon as Wu Lu entered the palace, he saw the little Zhongzi who was sweeping.He enthusiastically waved at Xiao Zhongzi, but was stopped straight away by Qing Bao, who was in charge of monks' trifles, and said flatteringly: "This little master, he is a relative of a sinner, and His Majesty's leaving him a dog's life is beyond the law." Forgive me. You are a master specially invited by His Majesty to pray for the peace between the two countries. You have a very honorable status, and you must not be contaminated by such dirty people..."

Qing Bao's shrill and piercing voice was neither high nor low, which happened to be caught by Wei Zhongan's ears.He couldn't help but clenched the broom in his hand, pretending he didn't hear it, saluted all the masters in Huishan Temple, and then continued to sweep.

A satisfied yet mocking smile appeared on Qingbao's face.

Wulu has always been influenced by stories full of chivalry and courage, so he can't bear this kind of bullying behavior. He was about to step forward to argue a few words, but Wuchen grabbed his wrist.

Holding a Buddhist bead in his other hand, Wuchen lowered his voice and said solemnly: "The palace is important, don't provoke disputes."

Xiao Zhongzi is not someone else, and he is also an old acquaintance with them.As a person who cultivates the Buddha and faces the Buddha, even if he is someone he does not know, he should extend a helping hand.Wulu was dissatisfied with Wuchen's move, and tried to break free, but found that Wuchen's hand was as strong as a martial arts practitioner, and he couldn't move, so he was dragged by Wuchen all the way to the back room of Fahua Palace.

Taking advantage of senior brother Wuchen's distraction, Wulu finally got rid of him, and left Fahua Hall angrily without saying a word.

"Wulu!" Wuchen called out behind him, but there was no response.He shook his head helplessly and had no choice but to go with nothing.

Wu Wuchen walked on the cobbled path in the imperial garden boredly, his mind was full of what Senior Brother Wu Chen had just said.In fact, how could he not know the rules within the palace walls?It was just a moment of anger, if brother Wu Chen hadn't stopped him, he might have made a big mistake right now.

Recalling this, Wulu began to regret the childish and willful behavior just now, thinking about how to make amends to Senior Brother Wuchen after returning...

With such a frown, he bumped into Yafu head-on.

Wulu had never been to the Xiongnu, and secondly, he rarely went in and out of the temple gate in Huishan Temple, so he didn't know the clothes of the Xiongnu.But he looked at the person in front of him, he was obviously a Han, but he was wearing foreign clothes and could walk freely in the palace, presumably it was the King of the Huns who came to ask for peace.

As long as he thinks of the countless soldiers who died and injured on the front line, Wulu will be full of resentment.If the Xiongnu could keep their own place and not start a war, how could so many innocent people die outside the Great Wall?

But now even the Holy Majesty regards them as guests, and no one can change the status quo, so he suppressed his resentment and said with a rising end, "Amitabha, the little monk has eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai, and accidentally bumped into Shan Yu, I am here to apologize to the benefactor."

After finishing speaking, he regretted it—the Huns don't know the Central Plains dialect, so how could they understand his apology?Just now he should have scolded him viciously!

Unexpectedly, Yafu opened his mouth in fluent Central Plains dialect, and said kindly: "Young master, you are welcome, I am fine." He changed the subject suddenly, "It's just... I am not the great grassland king of the Huns, Mo Chun Chanyu, but his sub-father Rong Dimi."

The other party's humble and polite attitude, coupled with the fact that he has admitted the wrong person, makes him seem rude.He was speechless for a moment, scratching his head on the spot.

Rong Dimi felt cordial about Wulu's naive appearance, and took the initiative to resolve the embarrassment, knowingly asking: "Why did the little master enter the palace?"

Seeing that the other party didn't mind, Wulu felt relieved and said: "The Holy Majesty values ​​the nobles, and is willing to make a peace agreement with them forever. He ordered the monks to enter the palace to pray for the hard-won peace."

Taking this as an opportunity, the two chatted for a while, especially when it came to Buddhist scriptures. Wulu was surprised to find that this Yafu was quite accomplished in Buddhism.

The two hit it off right away, and never met each other until Qingbao came to find him, and the pleasant conversation ended.

After saluting Rong Dimi with a smile on his face, Qing Bao asked Wulu to leave on the grounds of Fahua Palace affairs.

On the way, Qing Bao broke his mouth and said: "Little master, don't blame the slave for talking too much. Just now that is the son of the Xiongnu, a barbarian and lowly class, it is a great fortune to be able to enter the border of our Great Zhou, let alone live here. In the palace?"

For some reason, Wulu hated people like Qingbao from the bottom of his heart.

Qing Bao didn't notice Wu Lu's expression, and continued: "I heard that Lord Yafu, the Xiongnu, used to be from our Central Plains."

Wulu was immediately attracted by anecdotes, and quickly forgot his dissatisfaction with Qingbao, and asked curiously, "How did this Han become a Hun?"

Qing Bao said disdainfully: "Naturally, he is traitorous and seeks glory, and he is willing to be obscene. The servant also heard from the old man in the palace that this Yafu used to be a teacher at the frontier. When the war broke out, in order to earn a living, he relied on how many years he had studied. This book of Art of War helped the Huns who could not read a few characters to win the battle, and was promoted to be the trusted person of the old Hun king, until Mo Chun Shanyu succeeded to the throne, and then he got the title of Yafu."

The most shameless person in Wulu's life is a treacherous person, and the goodwill he had just built up for Yafu was wiped out in an instant.

As soon as Yun Chuxiu came out of the palace gate, he saw Yun Ying's expression hurried, "Why are you in such a panic?"

Yunying saluted and said: "Young master, my subordinates have been ordered to track down Mo Huaijin, and there are some clues."

Upon hearing that it was about this mysterious Mo Huaijin, Yun Chuxiu immediately put away her feather fan and said solemnly, "Report."

"Yes!" Yun Ying whispered a few words in his whisper, and Yun Chuxiu's expression suddenly changed.

The servant of the palace appeared in front of the palace gate at the right time, scrambling and panting, and said, "Little...Little Lord...Young Master Qing, he...he..."

Every word of the servant's words involved Ah Qing, Yun Chuxiu pulled him up from the ground in an instant, and said harshly, "Master Qing, what's wrong with him?"

The little servant stammered: "Master Qing...is missing..."

Yun Chuxiu made a decisive decision, "Go to Rong Mansion!"

"Qing! Qing!"

In a trance without clarity, he was awakened by someone.He opened his hazy eyes and saw clearly that the person in front of him who gave his life to save him was actually Mo Huaijin.

Counting it, this is the second time he has saved himself.Wuqing saw that he was covered with scars, he must have fought fiercely with those gangsters who blocked him, recalling the previous suspicion, Wuqing suddenly felt ashamed.

He said weakly: "Thank you...Mr. Mo rescued me again..."

Mo Huaijin hugged him into his arms, and said gently: "Just wake up, don't talk anymore, save your strength." Then he said to the servant beside him, "Get the water in the carriage soon!"

Has the servant ever seen the master like this?With trembling hands, he presented the water bag.

Mo Huaijin wanted to feed the weak Wuqing, but how had he ever taken care of others?Not knowing how to feed it at all, Wuqing coughed violently from choking.

At this time, the Rong Mansion behind the two of them was already filled with thick smoke.The water team in the city has arrived, desperately putting out the fire to prevent the fire from spreading.

Mo Huaijin hugged Wuqing, who was unconscious, and looked at his unparalleled face. His strong possessive desire gradually occupied his whole heart. Firmly said: "Go home!"

As soon as the words fell, Yun Chuxiu jumped up and appeared in front of Mo Huaijin, almost like a flash, the short crescent knife at the fan fold came out sharply with the crisp sound of fan opening, directly scratching Wuqing in the arms the arms.

Mo Huaijin felt the pain, subconsciously let go of Wuqing, and Wuqing fell into his arms.

Yun Ying then arrived, pointing the long sword at Mo Huaijin's neck.

The bright and smooth sword edge reflects the fierce and bloodthirsty light in Yun Chuxiu's eyes, and even the words add a little bit of internal strength, although the voice is not loud, but it is loud, "I will not bother Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo." gone."

Seeing his fair little face covered with ashes, and his restless eyelashes fluttering up and down, Yun Chuxiu felt her heart was rolling over and over on a frying pan, and the pain was unbearable.

Mo Huaijin covered the wound and knelt on one knee, the bulging veins on his forehead vented the pent-up anger in his heart.

Originally, the accidental fire in the Rong Mansion had already attracted many people to watch, and the drama of two men fighting for a young man in front of the Rong Mansion was staged again, not to mention that one of the protagonists was actually the suave and suave Young Master Yun—all of a sudden. , The sighs among the onlookers came one after another.

Unafraid of those rumors, Yun Chuxiu walked towards the injured Mo Huaijin with strides, gnashing her teeth at a volume that only the two of them could hear: "New and old grudges, I will treat my father-in-law with you in the future." Calculate slowly, Mo-Chun-Shan-Yu."

Mo Chun never expected that Yun Chuxiu would find out his real identity so soon, and it seems that the day when he enters the palace is not far away.

When Mo Chun stood up, the gentle gentleman he had pretended to be before Wuqing was completely torn apart, and replaced by a vicious and cunning man who belonged to the King of the Huns.A sneer flickered across his lips, and he said: "It's a pleasure to meet you, the lonely veteran on the battlefield—General Yun."

When Wu wakes up, it is already the shadow of the moon.

The room was filled with the reassuring magnolia fragrance, but there was no sign of Zhihuan.

It was probably because I disappointed him too much, disobeying his instructions time and time again, jumping into the sea of ​​fire, and letting him bear the reputation of being unrestrained and unrestrained time and time again.

Thinking of this, Wuqing slowly retracted herself into the bedding, Wuyan faced Zhihuan.

When Yun Chuxiu came into the room again with the steaming porridge, and saw Ah Qing wrapped herself up like a rice dumpling and hid in a corner of the bed, she knew that this stupid cat must have gotten out of her way again.

He put the porridge on the table, coughed lightly on purpose, his thoughts were all on the quilt.

Sure enough, the quilt that had become fine was moved an inch closer to the corner.

Yun Chuxiu sat on the head of the bed, and said casually: "If you hide it further, you will knock out a big bump on your head."

Wuqing, who was hiding in the quilt, bit her lip, knowing that there was no way to escape.Maybe he was played by Rong Xiang in the daytime, or maybe he failed to get the truth about the assassination in Huishan Forest from Rong Xiang's mouth. The feeling of grievance flooded into his heart for a while, and tears rolled in his eyes.

Yun Chuxiu saw that the cat hadn't moved for a long time, so don't let the fire not suffocate him, and the airtight bedding would suffocate him to death.The former suddenly lifted the quilt, and Wuqing bit his lip with tears in his eyes, and his pitiful appearance caught off guard...