Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1860 Getting Married
"Restore your original identity..."

Ying Baoyue murmured and repeated.

Holding the warm bowl in her hand, she suddenly felt a little complicated.

"Murong Heng," she looked up at the young man in front of her, and asked softly, "Is this really good?"

The conditions Murong Heng proposed were indeed very tempting. Compared to her pretending to be a slave and sneaking into the White Wolf King's court without any connections, it would certainly be much smoother and more convenient to be led in by a small lord like Murong Heng.

But when she opened her eyes and saw the scar on Murong Heng's face, she knew that Murong Heng had always wanted to get rid of her past self.

No matter how he became the Lord of Xirong, the past experience is a scar on his heart, and he doesn't want to look back, let alone return to his original self.

Otherwise, he would rather brave the cold wind to herd sheep in a bitterly cold place than go back to his former fiefdom.

But now, for her sake, he wanted to be the self he hated the most.

How could she be willing to accept this, and how could she accept it.

More importantly, she had seen how the Xirong people treated the traitors in the past. It was really cruel, making people desperate for life.

If Murong Heng helped her enter the White Wolf King's Court after recovering his identity, and this matter was exposed later, then it would be confirmed that he was a traitor of Xirong, and he would definitely be retaliated wildly by the people of Xirong.

"It's okay, I've made my decision."

Murong Heng knew what Ying Baoyue was worried about. He turned around and poked the fire nonchalantly, "Even if you didn't show up here, I still plan to go back."

He has been herding sheep in Mobei for half a year, and his head has been blown awake enough by the cold wind.

Why did the mountain ghost let him go back to Xirong?

What role can he play when he returns to Xirong?
Murong Heng knew in his heart that he was different from his gifted elder sister, he was only considered as a mediocre talent among practitioners, he had neither talent nor special ability.

What kind of weapon does such an ordinary man have?
Murong Heng closed his eyes.

His greatest weapon was his experience in Xirong, and his identity as the Lord of Xirong who was enough to make him a double agent.

He had to admit that although he hated his past identity very much, when it came to the critical moment, he was the only one who could help Ying Baoyue with this identity.

Looking at Ying Baoyue's eyes, he knew that this girl's heart was too soft. She could use herself wantonly, but she couldn't bear to use others.

In order for Ying Baoyue to obey his arrangement obediently, she must dispel her worries.

"The person who saved me asked me to cultivate in Mobei, and I've had enough of the cold wind here for half a year," Murong Heng said flatly, "It's not easy for me to get that fiefdom, so I can't just be snatched away by others. The Twelve Zhai Kings also showed me kindness, no matter what, I have to go back."

He glanced at Ying Baoyue, "If you don't want to go to the Twelve Kings Court, I won't force you either."

"Even if you don't go, I've decided to go back."

Murong Heng wrote lightly.

"I'm here to ask you, see if you want to go with me."

Ying Baoyue lowered her head silently, she knew that what Murong Heng said was watery, if it wasn't because he picked her up suddenly, he probably wouldn't have decided to go back so soon.

But looking at the current situation, even if she refuses to go, Murong Heng has already made up his mind to return to the Twelve Kings Court.

"I……"

Murong Heng became nervous, staring at the hair on top of her head.

Ying Baoyue took a deep breath, "I'll go."

Murong Heng breathed a sigh of relief immediately, with a reluctant look on his face, "All right, then I'll take you along."

Ying Baoyue smiled wryly, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble, it's just..."

Murong Heng hesitated suddenly, looked at Ying Baoyue's side face, "If you want to go back with me, I'm afraid you have to pretend."

He disappeared for more than half a year, and he suddenly returned to the fief with a strange woman, which is too suspicious.

In addition, he didn't know whether Chunyuye had returned to his fief. If Chunyuye was really lucky and survived, Ying Baoyue's identity would probably be revealed as soon as he found out that he came back with a woman.

"Masquerading as what?"

Ying Baoyue looked up at Murong Heng and asked.

She also knew about this matter, as Du Ziqing said yesterday, she could not walk on this land with the name Ying Baoyue, she needed a name and identity from a Xirong person.

"Pretend as……"

When Murong Heng looked into her eyes, the roots of his ears suddenly felt hot.

"Murong Heng?"

Looking at the young man's reddened ears, Ying Baoyue was a little puzzled.

Did she say something strange?

"His Royal Highness," Murong Heng rubbed his palms, changed back to the previous address, and spoke with some difficulty.

"You need to know the fact that on the Xirong Grassland, a woman alone is very dangerous."

Xirong is different from the six kingdoms in the Great Wall, there is no ethics at all here.Women are property to Xirong people. In a sense, they are no different from sheep running on the grassland. If a Xirong woman walks on the grassland without a man by her side, she will be robbed as prey.

"Baoyue, everything I do is for your safety."

"Well, I understand," Ying Baoyue nodded suspiciously, she understands the customs of Xirong, and also knows what Murong Heng is worried about, "So?"

Murong Heng let out a sigh of relief, and gave it all up.

"Baoyue," he stared into Ying Baoyue's eyes, "You need to marry me before you go back with me."

what……

That's what happened.

Ying Baoyue understood that Murong Heng wanted to take her back to his fief, but what kind of woman would he bring back to his fief?
Of course only his woman.

For the people in Murong Heng's territory, the lord went out and brought back his own woman, this is the relationship that Xirong people can accept.

If there is not such a relationship between them, it will arouse suspicion and cause trouble.

"I see," Ying Baoyue nodded, "It's just, how do I dress up?"

"Know……"

Murong Heng didn't expect Ying Baoyue to accept it so easily. When he was in a state of despair, he suddenly came back to his senses when he heard the words, "Dress up?"

"I'm going to look like a married woman, aren't I?"

Ying Baoyue stretched out her hand to wrap her long hair, "It's just that I don't know the wedding customs of the Xirong people, what does the bride of Xirong look like?"

"bride……"

Murong Heng's eyes became more and more dazed, he couldn't figure out what Ying Baoyue was thinking at all, but seeing her actions, he took a step back.

"In this case, someone should be able to help you."

There were footsteps coming from outside the tent, Ying Baoyue looked up and saw Du Ziqing opened the tent door and was standing at the door.

His wife, the awkward Xirong woman, stood beside him.

She held a handful of brightly colored wool in her hand.

Seeing Ying Baoyue raise her head, the woman raised the object in her hand and smiled at her.

　Sister Yue: Husband and wife or something, just pretend to be used to it
　　
　
(End of this chapter)