Charm Ji confuses the world

Chapter 317
When she returned to the inn, as expected, the funeral night was already waiting for her in the wing room.

Seeing Yun Rong coming back, Zang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked over holding the sword.

"Miss, there is news."

Funeral Ye kept his ears beside Yun Rong, talked for a long time, and finally looked at Yun Rong solemnly.

"Wen Xi is still awake?"

The serious face of the funeral night immediately changed into a look of contempt, and the rhythm of the broken thoughts immediately started again.

"Miss, it's not that I look down on that rich man. You see, he has been in a coma since he fainted this morning, and he hasn't woken up until now. He really isn't the material to accompany us on the road. Take him with you. Bringing one more burden."

"Zang Ye, have you ever visited Wen Xi? Is there any abnormality in his body?"

"When I came back, the young lady wasn't there, so I asked the doctor to come and see him. He said that he was just weak, and there was nothing serious about it. We had traveled for so long, and now we didn't see that we were tired, but he was a big one. It's a man, this body can't stand it, it's really too weak, I don't even know what's the point of you taking him with you, miss."

"Zang Ye, you don't understand now, but you will understand in the future. Also, Wen Xi is actually a very strong young man. You are different from me. We are all people with internal and spiritual power. Wen Xi previously The body is not good, and it is not easy to persist until now."

"Miss, if you let the jealous king of the Holy Master know that you are defending that rich man like this, maybe it will taste bad."

Yun Rong smiled slightly: "So don't tell Ah Li."

"Look, miss, do you want to do something wrong to the Holy Master behind his back? Let me tell you, although I appreciate your character, if you want to betray the emperor, I will still make a small report. .”

After Zan Ye finished saying this, he suddenly thought of something, immediately took out a piece of scarlet cloth from behind, and handed it to Yun Rong with an unnatural expression.

Yun Rong took the piece of cloth in doubt, and looked at the funeral night with questioning eyes.

At this time, the funeral night was a bit embarrassing.

"Miss, what are you looking at me for? Hongyan teases, this is for you, I got it from the disciples of the Jiuling sect when I went out to do errands today."

"what is this?"

"Your emperor gave it to you. I haven't seen you for a few days. You haven't arrived in Changshan yet. Since he has followed the letter." The funeral night shivered. I really couldn't stand the emperor and the empress. who?That was the decisive holy master of their Jiuling faction, and now he actually hangs his heart on the empress. Such a naive behavior is thanks to him.

"Miss doesn't know, this letter was delivered at several different times of the day by the most precious messenger bird of our Jiuling Sect."

"How many times?"

"Yeah." Funeral Ye nodded heavily.

After Yun Rong heard these words, a rare blush appeared on her face.

Zongye knew that he was redundant here now, so he left wisely.

"I won't do anything until the third watch tonight. It's still early. Miss can still sleep for a while to recharge her spirits. When the time comes, I'll come and call Miss."

Yun Rong nodded, went out of the room on the funeral night, and closed the door lightly.

Yun Rong happily took the piece of cloth, locked the door of the room, lit a lamp in front of the window, carefully moved a stool and sat down, and then slowly opened the piece of cloth.It also contains several exquisite small cloths.

The characters on the cloth are vigorous and powerful, very elegant and beautiful.

The writing on the first piece of cloth reads: "Gudeng is so lost in his thoughts, he rolls up the curtain to look at the moon and sky and sighs. A beauty is like a flower separated from the clouds."

The second one is a piece of clear and white cloth: "The bright moon does not understand the bitterness of parting and hatred, and the slanting light penetrates Zhuhu until dawn."

Then came several explicit love poems.

"Acacia loves each other and knows when, at this time and night it's embarrassing."

"There are thousands of lovesickness in one inch, and there is no place for arrangement in the world."

The last piece of cloth is larger than the others and contains more content.

"Enter the door of my lovesickness and know that my lovesickness is bitter. Long lovesickness is long-term lovesickness, short-term lovesickness is endless. Clothes gradually widen and end up with no regrets, and people are haggard because of Iraqi sales. Forever and ever, this hatred will last forever. May this hate last forever. You pick more, this thing is the most lovesick. Every night I think about you and don’t see you, and drink the water of the Yangtze River together.”

Yun Rong chewed these words carefully for many times. She used to think that these love poems from the ancients made her teeth sour, but now when she reads them, she feels that they are so sweet.

It seems that when the ancients wrote these love poems, they also wrote them out of emotion.

Putting away the cloth and putting it under the pillow, Yunrong took off his boots, blew out the lamp, and lay on the bed with a smile on his lips.

It's a good feeling to be cared for.

Zang Ye said that this letter was delivered several times, Yun Rong felt even more happy when he thought of Ah Li doing such lovely things in a serious manner.

She felt that she couldn't do without Ah Li more and more.

At least when her mind was free, all she could think about was his figure.

There are still three hours before the third watch, which is enough time for Yun Rong to have a good sleep.

The person on the bed seemed not as cold as it was a year ago. Even when he was asleep, his eyes were smiling and the corners of his mouth were unconsciously curled up.

It seemed that she dreamed about the person she wanted to see, and Yun Rong's sleep was extraordinarily sweet.

Around midnight, there was a knock on Yunrong's door.

After Yun Rong changed her clothes and went out, she saw Zang Ye and Wen Xi standing together waiting for her.

"Miss, as soon as I opened the door, I saw this man wandering around outside my room. I didn't sleep well."

Yun Rong looked at Wen Xi: "You want to go with us?"

Wen Xi nodded heavily. Behind him was a small burden.

"Did you know that it would be dangerous for us to go out this time?"

"I know, but I want to see her, and I want to confirm with my own eyes that she is standing in front of me intact. Empress? Oh no, miss, please rest assured that although I don't know martial arts, I will definitely not drag you down. You will fight later When the time comes, I will hide far away and never get involved."

The funeral night couldn't help but let out a sneer: "That's just watching the fire from the other side, follow along to join in the fun, leave the fighting to me and the lady, you hide aside and watch the show yourself, and you say it as if you don't want to drag us down."

Wen Xi lowered her head in shame. He couldn't practice martial arts with his body, and he couldn't do anything about it.

"Wen Xi is a well-known medicine sect in the entire Yun Dynasty. Even you, you, lost to him at the Poison Master Conference. Maybe this time, Wen Xi can be of great help."

Wen Xi knew that Yunrong was helping him out, and nodded gratefully towards Yunrong.

"Then just follow along. When the time comes, I and Miss will have no time to take care of you."

(End of this chapter)