Prosperous Concubine

Chapter 482 Yutang meets her in-laws (1)
"Yutang, take care all the way." Jiang Xin stepped forward, presented a gift, and reluctantly said goodbye.

Mu Yutang nodded: "Take care too!" General Jiang respected Ye Ge and assisted Duan Zixi. Unlimited.

"Flipped!" A white carrier pigeon flew across the blue sky and fell into Feng Wuhen's hands. Feng Wuhen took off the paper tied to the pigeon's leg, opened it, his complexion changed slightly, and said in a deep voice: " Prince, Miss Mu, there is a letter from the capital saying that King Yan's injury has worsened and he is coughing up blood!"

Mu Yutang was startled: "How could this be?"

Xiao Qingyu's obsidian-like pupils glowed darkly: "There must be some trouble, let's go back to Beijing!"

Mu Yutang nodded: "Let's ride a horse, don't take a car." Riding a horse is faster than taking a car, and she wants to return to the capital as soon as possible.

An Mofeng frowned, and said in disapproval: "Riding a horse is much more tiring than riding a car. You are a girl, and riding a half-moon horse will definitely break your body. Besides, your riding skills are not very good. You might as well Take the carriage fast."

Mu Yutang glared at him, and said in a deep voice, "I'll let someone take me on a horseback ride. I'm sure I can travel thousands of miles a day, and the carriage is also driven. If I'm really tired, I'll take the carriage again."

"That's fine." An Mofeng nodded, watching Mu Yutang get on a fast horse, Xiao Qingyu sat behind her, stretched out his arms from her side, and wrapped her in his arms. Gripping the reins tightly, clamping his legs, the fast horse hissed, and galloped forward like an arrow off the string.

Mu Yutang's sky-blue skirt danced lightly in the wind over Xiao Qingyu, and her jet-black hair fluttered gently. Coupled with Xiao Qingyu's long snow-colored figure, it was like a beautiful picture scroll.

There was a hint of sadness in Mu Chenfeng's amber eyes. He was a step late and finally passed her by. If there is an afterlife, he hopes to meet her before Xiao Qingyu and make her happy forever!
The sun was shining and there was no cloud in the sky.

Nangongyan was sitting on the green bamboo recliner in the garden, staring at the direction of the gate, his face was pale and a bit haggard, but his dark pupils contained endless depth, making people daunting.

There was a barely audible sound of breaking wind, and a long sword flickering with cold light stabbed towards him fiercely.

Nangong Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand to clamp the blade, looked coldly at the pretty figure holding the sword, and said in a cold voice without the slightest warmth: "Xiao Yaohua, what are you doing?"

Xiao Yaohua looked at Nangongyan's indifferent face, and her beautiful eyes flickered coldly: "Nangongyan, don't pretend to be a fool, I have a feud with you to kill my husband, we cannot share the sky!"

She withdrew her long sword violently, swiped it quickly, and pulled out blossoming sword flowers, stabbing Nangongyan mercilessly with fierce sword energy with a destructive attitude.

There was a hint of impatience in Nangong Yan's eyes, and he commanded a powerful voice, hitting Xiao Yaohua!
Xiao Yaohua couldn't dodge in time, and was sent flying four or five meters away. After barely landing, she staggered a few steps before she stood still, and there was a gloomy look in her clear eyes.

Nangong Yan's eyes were serious: "If this king is really your husband-killing enemy, you are dead now."

Xiao Yaohua squinted at him, and smiled inscrutablely: "One move defuses the attack with all my strength. How dare you say that you are not Chu Muyan?" She made the move for revenge, but also for temptation.

A person's appearance can be changed, martial arts can be changed, but their self-cultivation and aura will follow them all their lives and will never change. Nangongyan and Chu Muyan's aura of strategizing and arrogance are exactly the same, they are definitely the same person .

"If I defeat you, Xiao Yaohua, I will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Chu Muyan. I feel very honored!" Nangong Yan said lightly, and he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

Xiao Yaohua's face was gloomy: "You still refuse to admit it!" There was a bit of gnashing of teeth in the deliberately accentuated voice.

"This king is not Chu Muyan, why do you admit it?" Seeing her firm gaze, Nangong Yan wanted to continue to test her, but a look of indifference appeared on her handsome face: "This king has important matters to attend to, and I don't want to waste time here. Princess, please come back!"

With a wave of Nangong Yan's hand, an invisible strong wind blew towards Xiao Yaohua mercilessly, blowing her into the air, and blowing her out of Prince Yan's mansion!
In the wind came Xiao Yaohua's gnashing of teeth warning voice: "Nangongyan, I will find evidence that you are Chu Muyan."

"Zaozao!" Nangong Yan withdrew his hand, his eyes were full of disapproval. Suddenly, there was blood in his chest, and a trace of fishy sweetness gushed out of his throat. He couldn't help it, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a 'poof' sound, his head was dizzy, and his eyes turned black , stumbling on his feet, as if he was about to fall at any moment.

"My lord!" A hidden guard appeared out of nowhere and reached out to support him.

"I'm fine!" Nangong Yan waved his hands, looked up at the gate, his misty eyes were full of anticipation: "Is there any news about Yutang?"

It doesn't matter whether he can bring back the bauhinia fruit or not, he just hopes that she can return safely.

The dark guard said anxiously: "Go back to the prince, there is news from Apu that the princess will return to the mansion soon."

Nangong Yan nodded, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. It was great that his daughter was coming back. When his eyes went dark, he fell straight to the ground.

"My lord!" The secret guard exclaimed, supported Nangong Yan, and ordered to the guards not far away: "Please call for the doctor...please call for the doctor!"

"Yes!" The guards took the order and left, and the huge Yanwang Mansion was slightly chaotic.

A gust of breeze blew by, and Xiao Qingyu hugged Mu Yutang and fell to the ground lightly, and the snow-colored clothes flicked across the clean ground, making it spotless.

Seeing that Nangong Yan was unconscious, Mu Yutang frowned and stepped forward to support him, and asked anxiously, "What's going on?"

Xiao Qingyu put his fingers lightly on Nangong Yan's wrist, felt the strength and disorder of the veins under his fingers, and his eyes sank slightly: "He used internal force frequently, hurt his own heart veins, and he will soon become a disabled person."

He clearly reminded Nangong Yan not to use his internal strength before taking the Bauhinia fruit, why did he just ignore it?
"Is there any way to heal?" Nangong Yan is a martial arts practitioner, and he loves martial arts so much. If he becomes a cripple and can no longer use martial arts, it will definitely be more uncomfortable than killing him.

Xiao Qingyu stared intently, and took out the wooden box containing the Bauhinia fruit: "It's too late to use the Bauhinia fruit as medicine, so just feed it to him."

Mu Yutang frowned: "He's unconscious now, how can he eat?"

"The flesh of the Bauhinia fruit melts in the mouth." Xiao Qingyu said in a low voice. Funan Gongyan lay down on the recliner, squeezed his mouth open, put the Bauhinia fruit on it, put his other hand into his sleeve, and took out a bag A black pill the size of an egg was passed to the dark guard: "Soak the pill with sweet-scented osmanthus."

"Yes!" The dark guard took the order and left, and after a few breaths, he came over with the soaked medicine. At this time, the Bauhinia fruit disappeared without a trace in Nangong Yan's mouth.

(End of this chapter)