Twilight Cloud Returns

After Wuqing chatted with Yunying's younger brother, he walked back to the wing in a dull mood.

In the past, he simply thought that Yun Ying was Zhi Huan's close bodyguard, with high martial arts skills, but now, there are dozens or even hundreds of Yun Ying, all around Zhi Huan.

There is nothing to understand, and he doesn't want to understand.

The only thing he cares about is Zhi Huan from the beginning to the end, but behind this person, there seems to be a huge mystery and abyss, but he doesn't want to tell himself to bear it together.

While Wuqing was sitting in the side room, thinking wildly, Yun Chuxiu knocked on the door and entered, with a few small dishes on the tray in his palm.

He smiled easily and greeted Wuqing, "Ah Qing, come and have dinner."

Only then did Wuqing come to his senses, it turned out that it was already night.

Yun Chuxiu gets along with him as usual, always teasing him with some witty words.

But Wuqing felt unnatural, even though the person in front of him who eavesdropped in Yulan Bieyuan was not as ignorant as the rumors, but what he saw today was that Yunzhi was beyond his imagination. .

If you put your mind on it, you don't know what to eat if you don't know the taste.

Yun Chuxiu sensed that Wuqing was in a bad mood, so she put down her cup and chopsticks and asked with concern, "Is it not to your taste?"

He hurriedly shook his head, using the excuse of Su Heyue to cover up, "Zhihuan, do you know that the owner of Qinghe Garment Factory is the second wife of the Huns? The Huns threatened the life of the boss Wei Yao and asked her to tie me up. This Valley City..."

Yun Chuxiu listened carefully to Wuqing's account of what he had seen and heard in the past half month, pretending not to know everything, just listening to him patiently, and finally Yun Chuxiu comforted: "It's my fault. Those people are by your side, and they won’t let you suffer for half a month.”

Wu Qing said with some embarrassment: "I... I know this request may embarrass you, but the proprietress is indeed taking care of you in every possible way along the way..."

"You want me to save her to repay the kindness of the past few days?" Yun Chuxiu understood Wuqing's meaning.

Wuqing no longer speaks at the moment, repaying grievances with kindness, although it is what a gentleman does, and it is also the teaching of Master Huijue since childhood, but he is well aware of the current situation, and he must also take into account the experience of knowing and repaying.

He lowered his eyes, and his heart was also very tangled.

Yun Chuxiu held his face in her hands, and replied without thinking: "Whatever you want to do, no matter whether it is right or wrong, I will spare no effort to help you complete it. Because you are everything to me..."

Wuqing's heart skipped a beat in an instant, his clear eyes were full of emotion, and there was a trace of guilt for being suspicious just now.

Sometimes he would think, what good is there for him, is it worth knowing?

But he dared not ask, fearing that his dream would come to naught.

Wuqing got into his arms and murmured, "Thank you...knowing to return..."

Yun Chuxiu stroked his long hair and said, "Silly Ah Qing, what are you thankful for..."

Perhaps in the long-term relationship, the two are always sincerely willing to give everything for each other.

Wuqing suddenly thought of the relationship between Su Heyue and Wei Yao, and one person did something unavoidable for the other.

He poked his head out and asked curiously, "Zhi Huan, do you think Wei Yao is as anxious as you are when you can't find me in Liangzhou now, like an ant on a hot pot?"

"Wei Yao?" Upon hearing this name, Yun Chuxiu immediately fell into doubt and asked, "Is he not with you?"

The Huns shouldn't have released Wei Yao according to the agreement. Could it be that he was killed?Didn't Su and Yue mistrust someone?

Wuqing listened and continued: "When I heard the news of your disappearance and rushed to Qinghe Garment Factory, he had disappeared without a trace. There was no trace of fighting in Qinghe Garment Factory, and all the furnishings remained the same. Thanks to brother Yunying's tracking technique, I concluded that you were going all the way to the northwest, so I chased you to Guyong City."

royal court.

Mo Chun summoned Su Heyue.

The hall was still singing and dancing, but apart from Mo Chun on the stage, there was also the leader of the Bei tribe that Su Heyue would never forget in this lifetime.

As Su Heyue walked into the hall slowly, his greasy eyes never left her.

Manxie and Hou'er were anxious to walk down the steps to welcome Su and Yue to sit beside him, but Mo Chun grabbed him and said, "Boss, don't panic, be careful to scare Yue'er. She has been ill for a long time. , now is fine, don’t be frightened again.”

"Yes, yes, Shan Yu is right..." He echoed Mo Chun's words, and the leg of lamb in his hand fell into the bowl as Su Heyue sat opposite him.

Su Heyue listened to Mo Chunxin's lies, and knew that because of his face, he would not admit to the death that he had fled to the grassland to humiliate the reputation of the nobles.

She looked at the leader of the Bei tribe with cold eyes. It was only five or six years since the last grassland hunting meeting, but he seemed to be ten years old. The deep bags under the eyes and the fat body showed that he was exhausted, and his body was completely debauched. Hollowed out.

Su Heyue couldn't stand Manxie staring at herself with dissatisfaction like a wolf staring at prey, and said bluntly: "Shanyu, I don't know what's the point of calling Yue'er so late at night?"

Mo Chun personally poured a glass of wine for Su Heyue with deep meaning, "Sister Yue'er is too hasty, first offer a cup to Chief Man Xie, and I will talk to you later."

It turned out that the leader of the Bei tribe was called Manxie.

Su and Yue vaguely remembered hearing it somewhere...

But it is impossible for her to pay attention to men other than A Yao, let alone this man's life is chaotic, and he once coveted her.

Su Heyue followed Mo Chun's instructions, and reluctantly offered a toast to the greasy man.

The wine on the grassland was strong, and she drank it in a hurry, and couldn't help coughing again and again.The servant girl behind him hurried forward and patted his back.

There was a look of worry in Man's slanted eyes.

Mo Chun tried to smooth things over, "Sister Yue'er hasn't seen the leader for a long time, so I think she's excited."

Su Heyue escaped from the servant girl's slapping, and said in his heart: As expected of Yafu's adopted son, even the tone of his speech is very like Yafu's tact and sophistication.

Xu Shi hasn't been back to the grassland to drink such a strong wine for a long time. She gradually became dizzy and her vision began to blur. She only heard Mo Chun say to Man Xie: "Gu never forgets the covenant made with the leader at the grassland hunting meeting that day. Okay. It’s easy to wait until today, when Yue Juci recovers, and call him here, and officially give it to the leader of Manxie. Why don’t you two perform this grand wedding ceremony in the royal court of Gu this night, which can be regarded as kindness to the humble people.”

Hearing this, Man Xie regained his spirits instantly. After drinking a few cups of kumiss, he patted his round belly to show his ecstasy, and then promised: "Don't worry, Shan Yu, we will definitely do like dogs and horses." , absolutely support Mo Chun Shanyu's commanding position in the grassland."

At this moment, Su Heyue's whole body was so soft that they couldn't lift the wine glass with their slender hands.

When she heard Mo Chun's words, she instantly became angry from embarrassment, and her blood surged.

It turned out that the lamb had drugged himself in the wine, and was going to marry himself to the disgusting leader of the humble tribe in front of him.

She was hoarse, but under the effect of the drug, she could only make a small voice: "Mo Chun... how dare you..."

At the same time, Man Xie couldn't wait to carry Su Heyue, who was weak, on his shoulders, and slapped her soft buttocks, blew a horse whistle, and shouted: "Go get married with me! Make you unable to get out of bed!"

Su Heyue had no strength to struggle, she glared at Mo Chun viciously, and swore that as long as she lived in this life, she would cut him into pieces.

Mo Chun was not afraid of her at all, he drank by himself on the stage, parted his thin lips lightly, and said with his lips: "Su Heyue, this is what will happen to you if you defect."

Su Heyue clenched her fists tightly and closed her eyes in despair. All that flashed in her mind was that after she arrived in Liangzhou City, she was squeezed out by others because of her ugly appearance, and she couldn't even eat a full meal.

Only A Yao does not despise her, respects her, takes pity on her, and takes her in.

A Yao is her lover in this life.

But now this body is going to be defiled by this humble man who is carrying him.

A sad tear flowed from the corner of Su Heyue's eyes.

Man carried Su and Yue Ye far away, but the sound of huqin in the palace was still ringing.

Mo Chun stopped Sizhu and told all the musicians to leave, and then said calmly: "Bring him out..."

Ha Yi tied up Wei Yao, stuffed his mouth with a cotton cloth, and brought him from the back of the hall to Mo Chun.

The veins on Wei Yao's forehead were bulging, his eyes were cracked with anger, and many curse words were blocked in his throat by the cotton cloth.

Mo Chun waved his hand, and Ha Yi retreated tactfully.

He casually walked up to Wei Yao, pulled out the cloth strip stuffed in the latter's mouth, and said with a wicked smile: "Wei Yao, how does it feel to see your wife being bullied by others?"

Wei Yao cursed: "Mo Chun, you son of a bitch! I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"

Mo Chun lifted his foot easily, kicking him down on the carpet without any effort.

But Wei Yao was bound like a bastard, he couldn't even turn over.

Mo Chun knelt down and said sarcastically, "Tsk tsk, look at you Han, you don't even have the strength to resist, what are you going to do to kill Gu?"

The muscles on Wei Yao's face twitched, and he spat: "You bloody Huns slaughtered the people of my Great Zhou, and now you're still insulting my wife. Even if I, Wei Yao, are a ghost, I will definitely come to your bed Lock the soul!"

Mo Chun shook his head, "It's not that you sent someone to humiliate your wife, it's your choice."

As soon as the words fell, a shrill female voice was heard from the back hall.

This voice was all too familiar, it was from Su Heyue.

"Yue'er!" Wei Yao roared.

"It seems that the effect of the medicine has expired." Mo Chun deliberately paused, appreciating Wei Yao's painful expression, "I know the hobbies of the leaders of the humble tribe, he likes to tame disobedient women, so this drug needs to be given at the right time And the amount of medicine. If you use too much, Su and Yue will be like dead bodies. Although they don't resist, but without the cooperation of consciousness, the leader of the humble tribe will be upset..."

Just as he was speaking, there was another miserable female voice.

Wei Yao struggled on the spot, trying to break free from the rope and rush to save Yue'er.

Mo Chun held him down, and said word by word: "Gu said, the humiliation that Su and Yue are suffering now is all thanks to you. If you had complied with Gu's request as soon as possible, she would have been safe and sound. Clan humiliation?"

Wei Yao let out a "bah", "I will never betray our general!"

Mo Chun snorted: "Your general, can you save Su and Yue from the fire and water now! I'm afraid he still hates you for cheating him and kidnapping the love of his life!"

"You have to think about it, whether it's the general who is admired by thousands of people is more important, or your Yue'er is more important..."

"The only one who can save her now is Gu."

"As long as Gu gives an order, the leader of the Bei tribe will not humiliate her again."

Hearing the endless screams, Wei Yao's complex and painful expressions intertwined and missed in his eyes...

He clenched his fists, making a difficult decision.

Mo Chun looked proudly at the Han people who were tortured by him, and curled his lips, "Have you figured it out, Wei Yao? The wedding of Chief Manxie doesn't wait for anyone..."

Wei Yao stared at the steps in the distance, gritted his teeth and said, "I...I've made up my mind..."