Abandoned wife in the bridal chamber: General, you are divorced

Chapter 35 The habit is to kick the door with your foot

Jun Chuyue grilled the meat very skillfully, and soon the air was filled with the tempting aroma of meat.

"General."

She handed over a skewered meat.

Murong Fengyuan caught it, got up, walked to the fire and sat down, watching her cut another piece of meat from the snow deer's carcass, strung it with branches and put it on the fire with ease, he couldn't help but said lightly: "You are so bold , Yinger never dared to do such a thing."

Jun Chuyue's face froze.

Immediately, she broke into a mocking smile: "Oh, after all, Miss Yueying is gentle and kind, unlike me, killing is easy."

She thought that Murong Fengyuan would be displeased, but she didn't expect the man to just say "hmm" calmly, and then said suddenly: "Then you are like me in this respect. When you are stationed abroad, you will occasionally hunt some people in the army." Wild game is here for the Tooth Ceremony."

He said and took a bite of the meat skewers: "The taste is good, and the heat is well controlled."

"Thank you, General, for your compliment." Jun Chuyue smiled.

Perhaps it was because of a change in her state of mind, just like facing ordinary friends, without the restraint of all kinds of emotions in the past, she chatted with Murong Fengyuan unexpectedly speculatively.

From martial arts training to marching and fighting, he talked about everything, even Murong Fengyuan instructed her a few tricks on a whim, which made her feel enlightened.

Two people, half a snow deer.

The lost physical strength was basically replenished. Seeing that the bonfire had been extinguished, Murong Fengyuan disassembled the remaining half of the snow deer, and took the good part with him: "Let's go."

With lightness skills close by, and the thick snow blanket below, it was much easier to come down from the Ten Thousand Years Ice Wall than to go up. In just a quarter of an hour, the two of them returned to the northern ice field one after another.

Murong Fengyuan went down first.

When Jun Chuyue slid down, she happened to fall into his arms, and in the next second, she bounced away lightly, and opened the distance between them calmly: "How long will it take us to get out of the northern border?"

She acted too naturally from her actions to her speech. Although Murong Fengyuan noticed her alienated behavior and was a little displeased, he didn't think deeply about it, so he followed her words and continued: "Go faster, if there are no accidents, maybe One day is enough, and when you enter the city and ride a horse, the speed will be fast, and it will not delay your sacrifice."

As a general of the Ming Luo Empire, Murong Fengyuan is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people in terms of strategizing.

He said one day, and it turned out to be one day.

By this time the next day, they had indeed stepped out of the northern ice field.

It's just that when entering the city, I encountered a little trouble.

Because Murong Fengyuan's current appearance is so vicious, the soldiers guarding the city almost regarded him as a bandit in the northern border. Fortunately, the tokens they used to prove their identity are still there, and they were still in the station before. After changing their horses and having Yicheng testify, the two were able to enter the city smoothly.

The two of them freshened up in the station.

Murong Fengyuan shaved off his beard, changed into a robe, tied up his hair neatly, and applied medicine to the wounds on his face. When he came out, he saw that the station had been prepared Two horses were ready, and Jun Chuyue was riding one of them.

The girl also dressed up in men's clothing.

Taking off the pearl hairpin ornaments, she simply braided her hair with black hair, and the tail of her hair fell from the back of her head, just like a horse's tail, neat yet elegant, but unexpectedly, she Her attire is not strange at all, but rather heroic, a little more lively and agile than the elegant and dignified dress she wore when she was wearing the saintess' court dress.

"This is more convenient."

Before Murong Fengyuan could speak, she said to herself, she didn't know whether she was expressing emotion or explaining to him.

Murong Fengyuan couldn't help subconsciously swallowing the words that came to his lips.

Although she was still as polite and distant as before, he still vaguely felt that Jun Chuyue's attitude towards him was a little different, but he couldn't tell what was the difference.

I couldn't help feeling a strange feeling in my heart.

After glancing at the girl, Murong Fengyuan silently stepped onto the other horse.

On the way to Fengyue City, Jun Chuyue realized that the effect of Qianshan Snow Lotus was not only to clean up the residual poison in her body, but it even strengthened her dantian and meridians, greatly increasing her internal strength, even far away. Beyond her prime.

It was a blessing in disguise, she thought.

The unexpected surprise made her talk more.

When the shackles of the past were thrown away, at the same time, it also reflected her unique sense of aloofness as a holy maiden in the temple, which made Murong Fengyuan understand her deeper, and she was even a little surprised.

Usually, Yun Yueying is gentle and delicate, and she talks softly and only talks about the petty things about her parents. He never knew that women can be so far-sighted, but they can chat with others——

I couldn't help but had the idea of ​​knowing more about her.

"Are all the women in the sacrificial hall the same as you, or are the holy women special?" Murong Fengyuan asked.

Jun Chuyue raised his eyebrows: "What is the general referring to? All the people in the sacrificial hall were hand-picked by the high priest when they were young. They have the same starting point, but they have to fight for the resources and training they get. I am one of the best." Well, that's why we can stand out and become the saint of this generation."

"When you were young?"

Murong Fengyuan was surprised: "Back then I also studied under the High Priestess and studied under her until I was 13 years old. How come I haven't met you?"

I have seen it.

It's just that you forgot.

Jun Chuyue showed a clear smile: "Probably because I seldom come out after entering the sacrificial hall. The general is not a member of the sacrificial hall. Even if he worships the high priest as his teacher, he should only learn skills on the outside, and it is impossible to enter Inside the shrine."

"That's true."

What the girl said was well-founded, so Murong Fengyuan naturally didn't think too much about it.

The question just passed by.

When they arrived at Fengyue City, they were already waiting there in the spring, summer, autumn and winter, and then the sacrifices were carried out in an orderly manner. Murong Fengyuan didn't have much interest in the sacrifices, and he was too lazy to worship with the crowd.

He found a restaurant, and the location by the window happened to be able to have a panoramic view of every move of the woman in white on the altar——

Even though there were crowds of people and officials around the altar, he only saw the white clothes in his eyes.

Carry a jug of wine to drink at your own discretion, and watch the dance of offering sacrifices to the gods.

A thousand years passed in a trance.

The sacrifice lasted for a whole day, and Murong Fengyuan also unknowingly drank for a whole day, and returned to the inn half drunk until the restaurant closed.

Men and women were supposed to live in separately in the inn, but he and Jun Chuyue are real couples, so they only arranged one room.

Originally, it was nothing, but Jun Chuyue had been busy for a day, and the court clothes were thick and airtight, so she consciously covered her body with sweat. When she came back and saw that Murong Fengyuan was not there, she wanted to take the opportunity to take a bath. Anyway, she had the key in her hand. When Yuan came back and called the door, she got up again.

But she didn't expect Murong Fengyuan's habit of kicking doors when he was drunk——

(End of this chapter)