Gong Xue has bandits

Chapter 78 The Little Emperor

Several black shadows flashed suddenly, with a murderous intent. Under the light of the fire, they wore samurai swords at their waists, and all of them wore black masks on their faces. They wore weird clothes and terrifying eyes.

The leader took a step forward, pointed at the long-haired boy, and made a fierce voice at Luo Qiuchi, which seemed to be a warning.

Luo Qiuchi stood up lazily, and stood in front of Wen Renjun calmly, "I don't understand what kind of bird language you are talking about, it's human language!"

The man took another step closer, his eyes were sharp, but his mouth was murmuring and he still didn't know what he was talking about.

Ever since this group of people appeared, the long-haired child had tightly hugged Wen Renjun's neck, and was fully alert in her arms, like a hedgehog with spikes all over its body, full of hostility.

Wen Renjun approached Luo Qiuchi, and whispered in his ear: "Boss, they seem to be after this little sister, do you want us to hand her over..."

Luo Qiuchi snorted, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Nonsense, you can tell it at a glance, but I don't know what the origin of this group of people is. It's true that if you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts. Our trip to Yanshan has really gained a lot 'what……"

He turned his head to look at the little figure in Wen Renjun's arms, and deliberately threatened: "Hey, little girl, who are you, if you don't tell me, I will throw you to them, do you believe it or not? "

The child hooked Wen Renjun's hand tightly, and stared at Luo Qiuchi fiercely with amber eyes, showing pointed white teeth, like a fierce little wolf.

Luo Qiuchi rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to grab her by the neck: "You give me back, I will throw you out now!"

Wen Renjun hurriedly backed away with the child in his arms: "Boss, stop making trouble, you can't hand over the little sister to these weirdos... Ah, boss, be careful!"

Before she finished speaking, a long knife was already slashing at Luo Qiuchi with the wind. Luo Qiuchi turned around and slammed the wind in his white clothes, "Is it true, I will accompany you!" Play!"

The cold moon is flying leaves, the light of the knife is cold, and a big battle in the forest is about to break out.

Several black shadows surrounded Luo Qiuchi, his figure was very seductive, and his moves were unprecedented. When Luo Qiuchi was fighting, suddenly heard the scream of Wen Renjun.

His heart tightened: "Little monkey!"

Turning her head, she saw a black shadow attacking Wen Renjun, she hugged the child and ran away, running around in fright, she was about to be caught!
Luo Qiuchi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he wanted to fly over, but he was entangled by those "ghost things", so he had to yell anxiously while making the move: "Let go, little monkey, quickly throw that brat out, Her evil skills are much stronger than yours, and she doesn't need your protection at all, so let go!"

It's a pity that Wen Renjun didn't listen to Luo Qiuchi at all, and kept holding the child tightly with both hands, running wildly, accidentally tripped by a rock and fell to the ground, the sky spun, the black shadow followed closely, Wen Renjun panicked In the middle, she suddenly touched the dagger that Hang Ruxue gave her at her waist, she gritted her teeth, turned around and slashed hard.

The black shadow was caught off guard, and was stabbed in the arm, blood spattered, looking at Wen Renjun in disbelief.

The wind blew across the field, blood dripped from the tip of the knife, Wen Renjun stood up tremblingly, with courage from nowhere, he stood in front of the child, held the dagger tightly, and aimed at the black shadow in front of him: "Don't Come here, don't come here..."

The child with a bewitching and beautiful face looked up at her, his amber eyes suddenly widened, his whole body seemed to be shocked, his long hair was blown by the wind, and a syllable was unconsciously murmured from his mouth: "Xia. "

There were many fallen leaves in the forest under the moonlight. This image was reflected in the amber pupils, and it seemed to overlap with another figure.

Wen Renjun held up the dagger, his body trembling slightly, his long eyelashes were stained with a few drops of blood, just before the black shadow was about to grab her dagger, a high-pitched blow suddenly came from behind her. Voice--

"やめろ (stop)!"

Like a majestic order, the black shadow suddenly stopped in its tracks, and the rest of the people in the forest turned their heads together. All the fighting came to an abrupt end, and they all looked at the child under the moon in unison.

But no one was more surprised than Wen Renjun. She turned her head a little bit and looked at the small figure under the moon. What was surprised was not that he stopped those people with a single sentence, but that there was a sound in the wind. That voice was... actually a cold and stern voice of a young man!

"You, are you... a man?"

Facing those amber eyes, Wen Renjun trembled so much that he couldn't hold the knife in his hand. Not far away, Luo Qiuchi turned over his white clothes, flew to her side, and hugged her: "Little monkey, Are you OK?"

The silent shadows of those wearing black masks also quickly surrounded the barefoot child. A group of footsteps approached in the distance, and a surprise voice suddenly sounded:

"I found it, I found it, Qian Lan Tianjun is here!"

Luo Qiuchi and Wen Renjun suddenly turned their heads, only to see a Beijing official leading a large number of guards running from far to near, followed by a group of people wearing wooden clogs and wearing strange costumes, they all knelt down when they saw the child , all of them looked relieved.

Wen Renjun was so shocked that he couldn't speak, Luo Qiuchi said quietly next to her: "I seem to know... who this guy is."

That pretty face looked deeply at Wen Renjun across the kneeling man, and softly uttered another syllable: "Xia."

After tossing and tossing all night, the sky was already dawning. When Luo Qiuchi came out of the post, he took a breath of cold wind, almost gnashing his teeth and said, "I'll fuck him, you have such an indistinguishable face, and you don't say anything, just He lied to you and held him all the way, his grandma is not just a baby, but she is 14 years old, fourteen!"

Wen Renjun was walking in the cold wind, in a trance, her mind was full of those amber eyes, and those white bare feet... Now she just wants to dig a hole in the ground, plunge her head into it and never do it again. Out.

How could there be such an incredible thing in the world?They never dreamed that the "little girl" they met in the mountains would be the little emperor of Fusang Kingdom. He came to Daliang with the school delegation, but sneaked out from the post in the middle of the night. The guards and representatives around him Everyone in the regiment is looking for him.

Those people wearing black masks are the guards of the royal family. They finally found their little master in the mountains, only to find that the master was not only injured, but there were two strangers from Daliang beside them. Their first reaction was that the master was "hijacked" ", and adding that Fusang and Daliang couldn't understand each other, and the little emperor didn't say a word in Wen Renjun's arms, the group of guards were in a hurry, so they started to "rob people".

Facts have proved that Lord Qianlan didn't want to go back with them at all.

This "little doll" with a pair of amber eyes possesses terrifying skills, and the appearance is hugely different from his age, which is extremely weird. It is all because when he was four years old, his master who taught him martial arts was dying. He passed on his life-long skills to him. Although he had acquired nearly a hundred years of internal energy for nothing, his body underwent strange changes. After that, he did not "grow up" in the next ten years and kept the appearance of a child.

"Xia is a dead soldier who followed Tianjun. She sacrificed herself in order to protect Tianjun in the royal struggle. She died in front of Tianjun. That year Tianjun was still very young and suffered a lot. After being stimulated, I will always make some weird moves..."

There is a Mr. Mingben in the delegation of the school, who is the chief master of the Fusang royal family and the most personal teacher of Qianlan Tianjun. When he sent Luo Qiuchi and Wen Renjun away from the post house, he was full of apology: "This time it is a real shame. I'm sorry to both of you, and I'd like to thank you both for saving Tianjun. Fortunately, everything was safe and sound, and you two are my great benefactors in Fusang Kingdom..."

Although his Daliang's words were a bit blunt, his words were extremely sincere. When Wen Renjun left, he saw that little figure standing by the door, staring at her with a pair of amber eyes, with a light mouth. He let out a soft sound: "Xia."

With a sore heart, she quickly lowered her head and followed Luo Qiuchi out of the posthouse.

Now walking in the morning breeze, those amber eyes are still lingering in her mind, lingering, Wen Renjun couldn't help sighing: "Actually, this little emperor is quite pitiful..."

"Then go and warm his feet again, doesn't he like being hugged by you very much?" Luo Qiuchi said out of nowhere, and Wen Renjun's face blushed instantly: "Boss, don't mention this anymore!"

Luo Qiuchi snorted, suddenly remembered something, and paused: "No, the ice in the bamboo tube is almost melting, I have to go to Zhaixingju quickly, otherwise the autumn firefly grass will be picked for nothing!"

He touched the two bamboo tubes in his arms, and said to Wen Renjun: "You go back to the academy first, I went to Zhaxingju to find Master Ji, and I brought him all the autumn fireflies, so what else can he say! "

The stubborn Master Ji once let go a little, saying that if they could get the autumn firefly grass, it would be enough to prove their determination, and only then would he be able to teach them the dish "Autumn night firefly heart".

Now that the autumn firefly grass has been obtained, the hard work has finally paid off, and success is in sight!
Wen Renjun nodded: "Boss, go to Zhaxingju to send Qiu Yingcao first, and I will come to you later."

The early morning wind was still refreshingly cool. Wen Renjun returned to the academy, washed his face, changed his clothes, cheered himself up, and was about to find Luo Qiuchi, but he didn't expect to meet Luo Qiuchi in front of the palace school. Wearing a familiar silver robe——

Standing under the tree, Hang Ruxue held a book in his hand, looked up and saw Wen Renjun, with a rare smile on his iceberg-like face: "Ms Ajun, good morning, I, I have some questions I want to ask you , I wonder if it's convenient for you?"

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas?"

Under the tree, Wen Renjun flipped through the book in her hand, and saw that some corners were folded and marked, and the side was filled with small handwriting, with unique thoughts and questions between the lines, she couldn't help being a little surprised: "General Hang , I didn't expect you to like to watch this, and watch it so seriously..."

Hang Ruxue smiled shyly, and said without revealing her expression: "Not only the "Shan Hai Jing", but also many books on poetry, poetry, astronomy and geography. A day without food is not a day without books.”

Really talking nonsense with her eyes open, Hang Ruxue tried her best to calm her breathing, trying her best not to blush or heartbeat, and to be serious.

Wen Renjun really raised his head, and looked at him approvingly: "General Hang has such a state, it's really rare."

"It's a pity that I'm in a hurry now. The competition between the universities of the two countries is coming soon. I'm going to a restaurant to learn a dish. I may not have time to explain it to General Hang in detail. How about this? General Hang will leave this book with me. Where there is doubt, I will make detailed notes beside it, and then send it to the general's mansion, do you think it is okay?"

Hang Ruxue was taken aback, and her thin lips moved: "This, this, girl Ajun, I..."

Wen Renjun didn't wait for him to finish, and smiled apologetically: "I'm really in a hurry, so I'll take a step first... Don't worry, General Hang, I will definitely mark it clearly for you!"

When that slender figure disappeared into the wind, Hang Ruxue was still standing under the tree, not moving, for a long time, he sighed in frustration.

In Zhaixingjuli, Master Ji finally let go when he saw the shimmering autumn firefly grass. Luo Qiuchi and Wen Renjun were busy until dusk, and the "Autumn Night Firefly Heart" was finally completed. Just a moment.

Luo Qiuchi let out a long breath, and sat down at the table. When he was about to pour himself a cup of tea, he glanced and found a book on the table.

He picked it up and looked at it, his expression was startled: "Shan Hai Jing?"

After murmuring these three words softly, he looked at Wen Renjun, who was guarding the fire by the stove, his eyes thoughtful.

The wind sweeps the sky, the sky is full of sunset clouds, and the "Autumn Night Firefly Heart" that has been painstakingly crafted is finally released.

Wen Renjun was very excited, and when he was about to invite Luo Qiuchi to come with him, Luo Qiuchi walked slowly behind her, patted her on the shoulder, and handed her something.

"Little monkey, return the book to you, I understand what you mean, I still say that... It's better to cherish the person in front of you."

He said meaningfully, and at the end, he even blinked at her. Wen Renjun didn't understand why, so he took the book in a daze, looked down, and suddenly understood. Beside the stove, beckoned:
"Okay, don't think too much, little monkey, come and see our 'masterpiece'..."

Wen Renjun flipped through the book casually, and found that several doubts in it had been annotated, and the handwriting was so profuse, she naturally knew who wrote it, and she thought of the few nonsensical words Luo Qiuchi said to her just now , suddenly laughed, with a sweet heart, closed the book, turned around and said: "Boss, I'm here, this autumn night Yingxin is finally done..."

The wind swept across the sky outside, and the glow of the sun shone into the house, and the figures of the two overlapped together, with an incomparable tenderness.

The next day, Hang Ruxue received a copy of "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" full of annotations. When Wen Renjun gave it to him, although he didn't say a word, his eyes were full of smiles, and he was usually calm. Same, with a girlish joy and shyness.

Hang Ruxue's heart twitched slightly, and her face blushed. Did she... notice something?
In the dead of night, he opened the book like a baby, and looked at the notes on it, and his heart softened.

He didn't think that her handwriting was elegant and unruly, with a bit of madness. It was not as delicate and beautiful as hers, but it had a heroic spirit that ordinary girls didn't have, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

Not to mention the explanations between the lines, which are vivid, detailed, and full of wit, which made him admire her even more. She is indeed a talented woman full of aura and extraordinary intelligence.

Holding the "Shan Hai Jing" in his hand, Hang Ruxue read the annotations over and over again, with an unconcealable smile hanging from the corners of his eyes and brows.

The bright moon is bright, a good night's dream.

(End of this chapter)