The beauty is endless
Chapter 31 Zixia
Chapter 31 Zixia
From Murong Qi's point of view, the Juze prince who left Huifengdu three days ago with determination and mourning, probably...maybe just a dream.
When the sun rises completely, the hellish Huifengdu has been left far behind. When he arrives at the next town, he changes his clothes stained with dust and blood, finds an inn to take a bath and sleep, and when the dawn comes again, he is that old man again. She was familiar with the annoying Feng Yuan.
Still picky eaters, still pretending, still smiling like a fox who needs to be beaten... He didn't mention the night when he returned to Fengdu, and he didn't mention the childhood partner whose corpse was exposed in the wilderness.It's just that sometimes, he would look at the mountains in the north and fall into deep thought, and sometimes, he would look at her with a faint smile, that kind of smile was not deliberate, but instead had a sense of emptiness and heaviness, which could not be tolerated at all. Highlighting his beauty made Murong Qi feel a little distressed.
Of course, only a little bit, just a little bit.
This time, the two of them traveled lightly, except for eating and sleeping, they basically stayed on horseback, so in less than a month, they arrived at Zixia Pass, the Xiongguan Pass in the north of Dayou.
Zixia Pass has always been an important pass between the Central Plains and the northern nomadic tribes. In addition to the continuous city walls and beacon towers at the Tianji Pass, there is also a very prosperous town in the basin under the pass. Merchants and goods from all directions gather here. , various languages and cultures also meet here.Over time, various forces have been secretly intertwined, making this place a refuge for some and a place for others to lose their souls.
Twenty years ago, on the edge of Zixia Pass stood the Jianjian Villa, one of the four major forces in the Jianghu, which had enough power to restrain Xiongguan inside and outside.However, due to sudden changes, the huge mountain villa was burned to the ground overnight, and the servants and their families who escaped by chance stayed behind. Over time, the closed small village became the number one town on the frontier today.
In the past 20 years, some people have fallen overnight and become homeless, while others have enjoyed happiness through a blessing in disguise.
Murong Qi reined in the horse and glanced at Feng Yuan beside him. Like most of the townspeople here, he wrapped himself in a big gray cloak, with a pair of clear and affectionate almond eyes slightly lowered, watching A few iron nails on the dusty yellow sand - these iron nails seem to be disorderly and disorderly, but they are carefully distinguished, but they cleverly form the shape of a flower, which is the secret signal left by the flower in the wind.
Following the code, the two walked into a tavern where orchids performed dances. Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the door, something flew in front of them. After careful identification, it turned out to be a greasy plate.
The two of them didn't want to cause trouble, so they sideways moved away, but within two steps, a few more bowls and chopsticks fell from the sky, and finally, a person fell down from upstairs, just fell at their feet, and kept moaning.
Then came a voice from upstairs that was deliberately low but still not concealed: "Such a thing dares to provoke me, are all the men in Dayou so pussy?"
Murong Qi couldn't help shaking her head, this...does this girl think that everyone else is deaf?As a senior person who disguised herself as a man, Murong Qi couldn't help but feel a little resentful for being weak. She winked at Feng Yuan, sneaked past the fleeing guests, and slowly walked upstairs.
At the door of the private room in the east, a petite young man with a fair face was tapping the palm of his left hand with a fan with his right hand, and looked at three or four men in brocade clothes in front of her with disdain, beside her, one left and one right Standing were two guards, both dressed as Hu people from Beimo, tall and handsome, with a few streaks of blood on the iron whip in their hands, they seemed to be the culprits who threw people down the stairs earlier.
At this moment, the faces of those brocade-clothed men turned pale, and they looked left and right, obviously planning to wait for an opportunity to slip away.But the young man stretched out his fan and said, "You, and you, have the guts to say that the people of Baishuo are uncivilized savages, so you don't have the guts to come up and compete with my two guards?" ? The man who claimed to be invincible at Zixia Pass, Dayou is really ashamed!"
Her words were rude, but here there is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, the military camps guarding the pass are far away, the troublemakers are only a few local tyrants' sons, and there are more people watching the excitement and less people trying to persuade them to fight.
Murong Qi was also here to watch the fun, this girl disguised as a man dressed in luxurious and elegant clothes, and the two guards are very skilled, she must have some background, in her current situation, although it is not appropriate to meddle in other people's business, it is still okay to have a look.
Seeing that the other party didn't answer, the young man sneered, and then made a gesture, and a guard beside him immediately raised his iron whip, and slapped it on the face of the person closest to him.
That man was obviously not an opponent, he dodged a few times in embarrassment, and was about to be whipped downstairs again, the corner of the young man's mouth curled up, with a rather smug expression on his face.
Murong Qi pinched a copper coin in his hand, and was hesitating whether to take the opportunity to secretly frustrate the arrogance of the Baishuo girl, when suddenly a figure flashed by him, and someone jumped in front of the whip-wielding boy with extremely fast movements, He firmly grasped the wrist that was about to fall.
It was Feng Yuan!
Murong Qi was startled, at this time, in this place, taking action...is he crazy?
Feng Yuan grasped it seemingly lightly, but the young man with the whip couldn't move, his face was flushed from the force, and he cursed casually, but Murong Qi didn't understand it, so it was probably in Baishuo dialect.
But Feng Yuan seemed to understand, and responded in a flat tone: "It's not a hero to bully people who are not as good as you."
Half of his face was covered by the sweat towel, only showing a pair of exquisite almond eyes, his eyes were cold, not at all the rascal look he usually had when he was joking with Murong Qi.
Seeing that his subordinates could not resist, the young master felt ashamed, gritted his teeth and muttered, another guard also rushed up, with a long whip in his hand and rolled towards Feng Yuan's waist.
Feng Yuan didn't turn his head back, and he pulled his hand casually, the attendant who was restrained by him involuntarily raised the iron whip in his hand to support his companion, powerful internal force surged, the weapons of the two flew out at the same time, and both fell to sit on the ground.
"you!"
The young man was so angry that his eyes widened, he spread the fan in his hand, and three hidden weapons flew out from the fan bone, and shot towards Feng Yuan's back.
Murong Qi, who had been watching coldly, curled his lips, pushed Feng Yuan away, and said: "If you can't beat him, then sneak attack, so shameless."
As soon as the words were finished, a figure sprang out from the private room behind the young master, stretched out his hand to catch the three hidden weapons, and at the same time a cold light flashed, pointing directly at Feng Yuan's chest.
Seeing this, Murong Qi snatched the iron fracture fan from the hand of the young man beside him and went to meet him. The dazzling sparks from the contact of the weapons were fleeting, and everyone saw a strange-shaped weapon resting on Feng Yuan's throat. One inch away, if you look carefully, it turns out to be a dense silver claw, with five spikes shining with a frightening light.
The owner of the hook claw is a young man who is no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with profound features, expressionless face, and a pair of strange dark blue eyes, as if frozen in a pool of ice.
The young master whose fan was taken away suddenly became angry from embarrassment, he raised his hand and slapped Murong Qi in the face, angrily said: "Bold thief, do you know who I am..."
Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by a deep and cold voice: "Xiaozhi stop!"
At the same time, a pair of slender hands passed through the gap between the claws and the fan bone, and quickly and precisely grasped the young man's falling wrist.
That sound came from the blue-eyed boy, but it was Feng Yuan who held the boy's wrist.
The young man was restrained by someone's move, he couldn't twitch, he couldn't shake it, his face turned from green to black, he stomped his feet and said: "If you have the guts, report your name, I... want you to—"
Before she could say the cruel words, she was suddenly stunned. Murong Qi followed her gaze, and saw the black cloth sweater on Feng Yuan's face was torn in half by the force of the claws at some point, and a piece of paper The face was half hidden under the hood, the long eyelashes were slightly drawn, and the thin lips were tightly pursed, with an indescribable charm.
The young man was obviously confused by his appearance, and even forgot to blink.
In the stagnant atmosphere, a familiar female voice suddenly came: "My lord, this way—"
The door of the private room next door was ajar, and a pair of bare hands beckoned at them. It was the flower in the wind that I hadn't seen for a long time.
Murong Qi threw down his fan, dragged Feng Yuan into Feng Jianhua's room.Before closing the door, she heard the cold voice of the green-eyed boy: "Xiao Zhi, don't mess around, go back!"
It turned out that the girl's name was Xiao Zhi, which was a nice name, but she had a bad temper.
In addition to her and Elder Mei, there are two other men in Kazamaka's room.
One is older, with a thin figure and a serious expression, with traces of years of wind and frost on his sideburns and forehead, while the other Murong Qi looks familiar, and he is Linxi, Feng Yuan's personal bodyguard whom he hasn't seen for a long time.
After the two sat down, Feng Jianhua introduced: "This is General Yan Lin, and this is Mr. Feng and Miss Murong."
She didn't reveal Feng Yuan's identity, but since the two entered the door, Yan Lin's eyes never moved away from Feng Yuan's face, until Feng Yuan saluted him, then got up to avoid, said in a deep voice: "Don't dare .”
But Feng Yuan didn't know what movement method he used, he made a wrong step, walked around to him again, finished the ceremony, and said in a low voice: "The Zixia Guan Yonghe Army is under the care of General Lao Yan, the general has worked so hard for many years, he deserves my respect .”
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Yan Lin didn't refuse anymore, and returned a salute, saying: "Young master, you are welcome."
Murong Qi at the side was in a good mood, Feng Yuan and Feng Jianhua met, and what she promised Shang Feipeng had been done, now she just wanted to take a hot bath and sleep well.
She pulled off the towel, poured herself a cup of tea, and graciously talked to Lin Xila by the way.
It turned out that in Qinglian Town at that time, after Fengyuan was deliberately captured by Songmei and Linxi, Linxi followed secretly, but when he arrived at Luocen, he lost contact with Fengyuan because of the appearance of the Yonghe rebels.After following the trail all the way, he met Feng Jianhua and Mei Wangting first, and then followed them to Zixia Pass.
For Murong Qi who escorted Feng Yuan all the way to the north, Linxi, who was always not good at words, expressed his gratitude very sincerely, and Feng Jianhua also said: "It is thanks to Miss Murong that you can come here safely."
"You two are welcome, I was also entrusted by the leader of the business, and I can do it with just a little effort." Murong Qi said a few words casually, and Yan Lin who was at the side couldn't help but look a little more inquiringly, and asked: "I don't know who the girl is and what school she is. Which expert did you learn from?"
"It's a small sect, the master is also an unknown person, I'm afraid you don't know if I say it." Murong Qi laughed.But seeing Yan Lin's complexion was very delicate, and he hesitated to speak, he knew that they must have something important to discuss, so he quickly stood up and said, "I have something to go out for a while, you can talk slowly."
As soon as he turned around, Feng Yuan grabbed his wrist, his voice was not high but clear: "Yan Ran, you stay."
But before she had time to speak, Yan Lin said in a deep voice: "For confidential matters, it is inconvenient for outsiders to be present."
This was quite blunt, Feng Yuan was not angry, but just smiled: "What General Yan said is true, but she is not an outsider, but an insider."
Yan Lin was stunned for a moment.
"You haven't woken up, what nonsense are you talking about!" Murong Qi slapped his hand away, and went out the door without looking back.
Feng Yuan subconsciously stood up, and heard Feng Jianhua softly call: "Young Master, think twice!"
He paused, and after a while, he slowly turned around and sat back to his original place, with a gentle smile, impeccable: "I was confused, and kept General Yan waiting for a long time."
Murong Qi stood on the corridor and stretched, looked at the sky, and decided to go to the street first.
What those people in the room want to talk about are nothing more than some vertical and horizontal things, which in their eyes are great secrets, but in her opinion, they are not as interesting as the Mobei style and the various market conditions here.
She can more or less guess Feng Yuan's picture.From the standpoint of the Yonghe army, whether it is revenge or restoration of the country, it is reasonable; but for Emperor Yong'an, if he wants to keep the country left by his father, he must have enough strength to face the covetousness of all parties. .This game of chess has its own masters to compete, so she won't get involved.
After finally coming to Zixia Pass, it is natural to eat, drink and have fun. Another important thing is to visit the old site of Chijian Villa not far from here. The last owner of Chijian Villa was a friend of my mother’s. , she has longed for that once famous place since she was a child.
Just as he was thinking, an angry voice faintly came from the next room: "You can't do this little thing well, what do you need?" It was the girl from Baishuo who was disguised as a man just now.
Are these people still gone?Her heart moved, she looked around, and then dodged into the empty room on the other side.The two rooms are separated by thin wooden boards, but the beams are connected.Murong Qi lightly jumped onto the roof beam and looked towards the next room.
In the room, the Baishuo girl was pointing at a guard with a bruised nose and a swollen face with a face full of anger.
The guard was obviously very afraid of her, and he didn't dare to back away. He secretly glanced at the silent green-eyed young man with his arms folded on his chest, and said in a low voice, "But... but the twelve sons said... you can't cause trouble... ..."
"Bastard, are you my man or his man?" Before he could finish speaking, the girl interrupted angrily, and slapped him head and face with the iron bone fan in her hand.
Seeing this, the blue-eyed boy strode forward, grabbed her wrist, and said in a deep voice, "If you cause trouble, don't think about it in the future."
His words were obviously very effective. The girl pouted, but she didn't struggle any more. She just glared at him angrily and said, "Let go now. If you bully me again, I'll go back and tell..."
Before he finished speaking, the young man suddenly shook off her hand, stepped onto the table with one step, used his strength to run up the beam, and shouted, "Who's there?"
When he stepped on the table, Murong Qi turned over and jumped out through the window.
While running along the road, she secretly cursed the mouse that was scurrying on the beam, and she didn't forget to dust off the dust on her body.
I thought it would be easy to get rid of the other party, but when I turned around, I found that the young man with green eyes was following her ten steps away, showing no sign of falling behind.Her speed was actually half a beat slower because of this, and the opponent saw the opportunity and approached with a vertical leap, and the claws in his hands went straight to her back.
Murong Qi let out a "tsk", dodged it, then jumped up, before the second move came straight to him, and said: "I have no grievances or enmities with you, why do you not let me go after you?"
The young man didn't expect her movement to be so fast, and he was about to change his moves, but he saw Murong Qi's face clearly at a glance, surprise and doubt alternately appeared in his green eyes, and the claws in his hand abruptly stopped the attack.
"Stop hitting." He stared at her firmly, but his tone was very blunt, "Woman, what's your name?"
Murong Qi couldn't help but roll his eyes. His Dayou official speech is correct, but the words are a bit inappropriate. Although she is a woman, but at this child's age, shouldn't she be called "" sister"?Such a vicious young face is really uneducated in a barbaric land.
"Why should I tell you my name?"
"My name is Wei Zhi. Your name?"
He took a step closer, with a natural expression of "I told you your name, you have to tell me too".
Murong Qi quickly calculated in his mind that the surname Wei does not belong to any noble family of Baishuo, it should be the surname Dayou.But the color of the pupils can't fool anyone, this person is undoubtedly from Baishuo, the name is probably fake.
"My name is Yanran." She has a lot of pseudonyms, and she can pick them up at her fingertips.
"Why eavesdrop?"
"Who told you to offend my son, I just came to monitor what other schemes you have."
No one knows how to lie, true and false, she is also very good at it.
Hearing this, Wei Ji frowned slightly and said, "Xiao Zhi is self-willed and has no malicious intentions." After a pause, he continued, "Your son is very skilled in martial arts." He looked her up and down, "You are not bad, how much does he give you?" Salary?"
"Huh?" Murong Qiyi couldn't keep up with his way of thinking for a while.
"How much salary does your son give you? Is there a contract of sale?" Wei Ji explained impatiently, "I will pay double, and if you follow me in the future, you will not be wronged."
This……
Murong Qi thinks he has experienced many storms, but he still can't calm down when he hears this sentence—what are you doing?The two of them have never lived, didn't they turn their swords against each other just a moment ago?
After gathering her composure, she replied, "No need." She turned around and left.
Wei Zhi stretched out his claws to block her way, and asked, "Why?"
what why?Murong Qi scratched his head, and reluctantly gave an explanation: "My son is very kind to me, I don't want to change master..."
"I'll be nicer to you."
"I'm from Dayu..."
"My mother is also from Dayou family, so I can understand you."
"I do not know you!"
"Now we know each other."
He rejected her reasons one by one with a blank face, Murong Qi was a little powerless, since there is no reason to say, she didn't bother to talk nonsense, she raised her palm and said: "If that's the case, then you first..." "Beat me" Three Before the words could be uttered, there were several sharp whistles in the wind, Wei Ji's eyes narrowed, and he said hastily: "At noon tomorrow, I will be waiting for you in today's restaurant."
After saying that, he left in a hurry, leaving Murong Qi alone on the roof blowing the cold wind.
Where did the little bastard come from!
What Wei Ji said, Murong Qi naturally didn't take it to heart, and wandered around Zixia Town casually, guessing that the secret meeting of those high-level officials was almost over, so he planned to go back and bid farewell.
Unexpectedly, the original place has already been deserted, and only a strange girl who claims to be the maid of Yan Lin's mansion is waiting for her.This girl named Ruoruo accompanied Murong Qi around all the way, and finally brought her to the inn, her attitude was very good, the only shortcoming was that she didn't know what to ask.Murong Qi wanted her to convey the farewell to her, but she immediately burst into tears and said that if Murong Qi left, she would have to pack up and go home. Seeing Murong Qi's heart of pity and jade, she couldn't embarrass her anymore.
That day until she fell asleep, Feng Jianhua and Feng Yuan did not show up, and early the next morning, she was told that the two had gone out before dawn.
Murong Qi: "Ruoruo, please tell Sister Feng..."
Ruoruo: "No, Miss Murong, if you leave, I'll kill you right away!"
Murong Qi: "..."
Ruoruo accompanied Murong Qi to visit all the delicious and interesting places in Zixia Town, but on this day, she still didn't see the person she wanted to see.
When the setting sun sank into the distant mountains again, Murong Qi received a letter from the innkeeper.
The letter was written by Feng Yuan, inviting her to meet at a place called Sunset Slope outside the town tomorrow when the lights are on.
That night when she asked Ruo Ruo the direction of Luo Sun Slope, Ruo Ruo immediately showed a wicked smile: "Why does Miss Murong think of going to Luo Sun Slope?"
"Someone left a letter inviting me to meet there tomorrow night." Murong Qi raised the letter paper in his hand.
Ruoruo's sharp eyes saw the inscription's name at a glance: "Is it Mr. Fengyuan?"
"Ah."
Ruoruo's face was full of understanding, and he chuckled: "Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival here, even though it's Baishuo's festival, it's quite interesting, Miss Murong will know when she goes."
This girl still knows how to play tricks, Murong Qi glanced at her, thinking that no matter what the day is, in short, we can bid farewell when we meet tomorrow, thinking of this, I felt inexplicably relieved, and even slept extraordinarily sweetly this night.
The Lantern Festival is a very important festival in Baishuo, but after it was spread to the customs by merchants, the ceremony became much simpler, and over time, it became a collective celebration for the common people. It is not extinguished, a bonfire is lit in the open space, young people dance in circles, and carnival all night long.
"Most young men and women choose to make love on this day, because soon there will be the White Moon Festival, which is also the New Year of Baishuo, and it is just right to make an engagement ceremony. The new year has a new beginning!"
Murong Qi was sitting on the meadow on the sunset slope, resting his chin and looking at the gradually sinking sunset between the distant mountains, and the allusion about the Lantern Festival that he specially asked the shopkeeper before leaving rang in his ears.
The season of re-entering Liaoyang was still the spring when the peach blossoms were just blooming, but now it was the time when the autumn leaves were falling in the northern desert where the majestic pass stands tall, and the north wind was blowing, and there was a slight pain on the face.It turns out that I have known that shameless guy for such a long time. He plotted against her, but he also risked his life to save her. The names of the dead are already on the genealogy, and in the distant capital of Liaoyang, even the clothes and the tombs are inseparable.
It's so far away, but it's so close.
Today's appointment, on such a day, what he will say, what he wants to do, is simply obvious.
This annoyed her immensely, and what annoyed her even more was that she would actually be troubled by this matter—probably this was the real reason for her entanglement.
But in fact, if you think about it, there is nothing to worry about. His type has never been in her consideration, let alone such a dangerous identity. I don’t know where he will die one day. Now we can live in peace. Things are getting better.Different ways do not conspire with each other, even being a friend has to be considered, let alone marrying him... No, she has already married him, so this is the root of trouble...
She stretched out her hands to cover her cheeks that had been blown cold by the cold wind. The distant mountains in front of her eyes seemed to have been burned by a raging fire, and the sky was filled with red clouds. ...just play it by ear...
She stretched out her arms and lay down on the back. Most of the grass on the slope was withered and yellow, thick like a blanket. She looked up at the sky and took a deep breath. Just as she was about to close her eyes and take a nap, the vision above her head suddenly Covered by a shadow.
She jumped up all of a sudden, but was pushed back by the visitor. With the afterglow of the setting sun, she looked into a pair of green eyes reflecting the color of scarlet clouds, and couldn't help being surprised: "Why are you?"
While Murong Qi was thinking about things alone on the sunset slope, Feng Yuan was about to go out in Zixia Town not far down the slope.
These days, he is very busy, really busy.With the passage of time, the hope for the restoration of the country has become increasingly slim, but this is the meaning of the existence of the Yonghe Army, and it is also the belief that several generations of the Feng family have guarded with their lives.Up to now, although there is only one woman left, Kazama Hua, she has never slack off.
Everything is ready, only the east wind is needed, and Fengyuan is the wind that can gather the forces of all parties.
He has too many things to take over, too many bureaus to arrange, too many people to meet, so many that he almost has no sleep at night.Restoring the country is the goal he has firmly believed in and worked hard for since he was a child. Now it is like this, it is only natural, but every time he returns late at night or leaves early in the morning, he can't help but look at the closed door at the end of the corridor , Where did she go yesterday, who did she meet, what did she play, what did she eat... The more she couldn't see her, the more she wanted to see her, even if she just frowned and said "shameless", it would be good.
This is not a good thing, he knows it in his heart - the way of being a king, his mother taught him since he was a child, and he can memorize every sentence one by one.
Knowing this, but still can't stop—resisting while indulging, hopeless.
Ruoruo would report Murong Qi's whereabouts to him every day, he knew her well, knew that she didn't have much patience to wait, if she didn't do something, she would leave without saying goodbye at any time.
He wants her to stay willingly as his wife.
Today's appointment is imperative.
Pushing open the door, he saw a person standing outside the door, it was Kazama Flower.
He frowned, but his tone was very calm: "Lord Feng, if I remember correctly, I have already explained everything about tonight."
"I know." Feng Jianhua smiled, stretched out her hand and handed over a letter, "I didn't come to bother you, I just ran errands to deliver a letter."
"Send a letter?" Feng Yuan was stunned, took the letter paper, pulled out the letter paper, and asked casually, "Whose letter?"
Feng Jianhua's eyes slowly turned from the small and beautiful handwriting on the gold-sprayed flower paper to Feng Yuan's face, she looked at him silently with a smile, without saying a word.
Feng Yuan's expression slowly calmed down. After reading it, he folded the letter paper and said decisively: "Lord Feng, please tell me that I have something to do today, so we can make an appointment at another day."
Kazama Hua asked unhurriedly: "Which one do you want me to talk to, my lord?"
"Naturally..." He said half a sentence, facing Shangfeng Jianhua's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, his heart moved, and he didn't continue the second half of the sentence. He pondered for a moment and said, "What is a letter?" When was it delivered?"
"Half an hour ago." Kazama Hua said, "I didn't force you to make a choice. Although everything comes first, there are priorities. You are a smart person, so you naturally know what to do."
Feng Yuan's hand holding the letter paper suddenly tightened, the expression in his almond eyes changed several times, and finally lowered his eyelashes, and said: "Please trouble Master Feng to take a trip to Sunset Slope for me." After finishing speaking, he took out a brocade from his sleeve. The box was handed over, "Give this to Yanran, I will go to her later tomorrow, and tell her to wait for me."
Feng Jianhua took it, and was about to turn around, thought for a while, and said: "My lord, sometimes you must have something in your life, so don't worry too much about it."
Feng Yuan just smiled lightly, put away the letter paper, and went downstairs first.
Kazama Flower watched his back disappear into the crowd, and let out a sigh of relief.She is not a talkative person, and she puts Yong Hejun first in all choices.Just looking at Feng Yuan's moment of hesitation, she couldn't help but think of herself many years ago, she understands that feeling.
Be willing, you must give up if you have something, greed is a delusion, and he will understand it later.
Kazama Flower held the brocade box and walked through the brightly lit streets and alleys. Seeing that the road out of the town was approaching, a person suddenly appeared from the crowd and stood in front of her tightly.This person was covered from head to toe in a black cloak, only revealing a pair of glazed eyes. He was tall and tall, and he could feel a menacing aura as soon as he got close.
She immediately took a step back defensively, reaching for the sword pouch in her sleeve with both hands.
But the person who came came said at this moment: "Miss is the commander of the Yonghe army?"
Murong Qi never imagined that the first person he met at Sunset Slope would be Wei Ji.
After the initial surprise, she suddenly became sullen: "Are you following me?"
Wei Ji didn't answer her, but asked, "Why didn't you come yesterday?"
"Yesterday?" Murong Qi thought of what Tian Wei Ji said before leaving the day before, but she never thought about going to the appointment at that time, so naturally she forgot about it when she looked back.
"I never promised you." She glanced at him, "I'm busy."
Wei Ji's face was full of "you dare to ignore me", his delicate eyebrows were raised high, and he was about to get angry, but he held back, and said coldly: "What are you doing here?"
"Wait someone."
"It's been an hour since you left the town. Who is worth waiting so long?"
Murong Qi looked at the sky, the setting sun had already half-sinked into the mountains, most of the majestic glow had receded, and Zixia Town not far from his feet seemed a little dim, and there were dots of lights lit up, listening carefully, the wind was still mixed with With a laughing voice.
It turned out that it was already this hour, but Feng Yuan hadn't come yet.
As soon as he turned his head, Wei Ji had sat down quietly beside her at some point, and he didn't know whether it was between the distant mountains or the world of mortals at his feet. The twilight shone into his eyes, and the blue color also appeared dark.
Sitting silently like this for a while, Murong Qi couldn't help but wear off most of his defenses, and couldn't help but said: "You are so strange, I don't know you before, why do you always follow me? If you don't speak, what are you going to do?"
"This is not your home, you can come, and so can I."
The words were obviously unreasonable, but he said them with an expressionless face. As a matter of course, Murong Qi had no choice but to say "Follow you", and then continued to lie down in a daze.
Wei Ji didn't speak anymore, but just glanced at the withered grass behind him with disgust.Murong Qi looked sideways, the boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, his stature was not long, his outline was not as tough as a grown man, but his whole body was like a wolf cub full of hidden strength, as if he might jump up at any time Hurt.She looked away, but in a strange way, she didn't speak to chase away people.
In late autumn, the sky darkened quickly, and not long after, the last ray of the setting sun disappeared, replaced by a dark blue sky, dotted with countless stars, echoing with the lights of Zixia Town, It is densely packed into a fire dragon, the world and the sky, it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
Murong Qi faintly heard many voices slowly approaching from the bottom of the slope, presumably they were the townspeople who came together to enjoy the bright lights.The silence at the top of the slope, on the contrary, made the bursts of lively laughter a bit harsh.
Wei Ji was still as motionless as a mountain, if it wasn't for the slight breathing sound, it would be as if it didn't exist.Murong Qi took a deep breath, jumped up suddenly, patted the grass clippings and putty on his body, and said lightly: "I'm so hungry, let's go."
After all, she didn't care what Wei Ji said, and walked down the mountain.
There were light footsteps behind him, neither far nor near, and it was not until he was about to enter the town that Wei Ji's voice came from his ear: "Come with me, I invite you to eat noodles."
When her fingers touched the hilts of the two swords, Kazama Hua made up her mind, and then said, "Who are you?"
"You don't have to worry about who I am." The man in black said in an unquestionable tone, "You just need to answer whether I am Commander Feng, and whether you know a man named Shang Feipeng in Huifengdu."
Hearing that name, Kazama Hua's expression changed, and she whispered, "How is Shangfei Peng?"
"died."
The visitor's answer was simple and clear, Kazama Hua was stunned when she heard the words, and after a long time, she slowly left the hilt of her sword with her hands, clasped her fists and said, "Your Excellency, please move and talk."
As soon as she sat down in a small tea shop nearby, Kazama Hua said, "I am the person you are looking for. Who are you? Why did you come to Zixia Pass to find me?"
There was a stove burning in the tea shop, and it was a bit stuffy. The man pulled down his hood, revealing a slightly stern face, with messy black hair on his sideburns, and a pair of opal earrings shining strangely under the firelight.
He took something out of his pocket and put it on the table, then pressed it with five fingers, and slowly pushed it over.On his fingers were two strangely shaped black and silver rings inlaid with precious stones. The knuckles were slender, and they were the hands of a pair of martial arts practitioners.
And the object he pointed at was a black jade soldier talisman engraved with the word "wind".
Yonghe Junbing Talisman!
Kazama Hua took a deep breath, and hurriedly reached out to grab it, but the man didn't let go, she added a little more strength secretly, but the man was still ignorant, just holding on.
Her voice became cold: "What do you mean, Your Excellency?"
The man didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "If the girl is really Commander Feng, please inform Murong Qi's whereabouts."
Feng Jianhua didn't expect him to make such a request, she was stunned, and asked: "Your Excellency and Miss Murong?"
"Friend." The man said, "To be precise, I went back to Fengdu to find her. I met Shang Feipeng dying at Huifengdu. I respected him as a man, so I agreed to carry this thing for him. As for Murong Qi's whereabouts, if you don't tell me, I will be able to find out after some time, but Yifeng is in charge of the current situation, so he probably doesn't want to owe me this favor."
In just a few words, he had clearly explained the ins and outs of the matter and his own position. Feng Jianhua pondered for a moment, and said: "I will definitely inform you of Miss Murong's whereabouts, but before that, I would like to ask you to send General Shang to die. Let us know the situation in detail, and our Yonghe army must avenge this revenge."
The famous mutton noodles in Zixia Town really lived up to its reputation. Although it was just an inconspicuous shop, it was delicious. Murong Qi finished the last sip of soup, licked his lips contentedly, and patted the shoulder of the young man beside him with a smile. , said: "This face is very good, Wei Xiaodi, I decided to make you my friend!"
Wei Ji didn't eat anything, he just took a glass of water and drank it in one gulp. At this moment, he glanced at her hand on his shoulder, and said lightly, "Aren't you angry?"
Murong Qi was stunned: "Which eye of yours saw me angry?"
"Just now, when the person you were waiting for missed the appointment."
"Nonsense, whether he likes to come or not, I don't have to be angry about these trivial things." Murong Qi snorted, stood up and walked outside, "It's getting late, I have to go back."
Wei Ji followed behind her, walked a few steps quietly, and suddenly said: "How long are you going to stay in Zixia Pass, will you go to Baishuo?"
Murong Qi stopped, turned his head and said, "What?"
At this time, the common people held candles made of beef and sheep fat, and rushed to the top of the mountain outside the town to wait for the auspicious time to celebrate.Among the crowd, they were the only ones walking towards the town.When she turned her head, the flickering lights shone on her face, her phoenix eyes were slightly raised, but the pupils were clear and clear, and the long hair around her ears was blown by the evening wind. color.Wei Ji didn't know what he thought of, his expression changed several times, and he even forgot to answer the question.
"Hi!" Seeing him in a daze, Murong Qi came back and waved his hand in front of his eyes, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay." Wei Ji lowered his eyes and said, "I'm going back to Chiyue City, the capital of Baishuo tomorrow. If you come to Baishuo, you can find an old man named Wei Gan in the alley behind Dingwang's mansion in the capital. He is my family and will bring you to meet me."
"Oh? Are you living in Chiyue City? What is your identity?"
"A commoner."
"You live with your mother?" She remembered that he said that her mother was from Dayou.
"No." He turned his head to look at her, and said calmly, "My mother is already dead."
"……sorry."
"It's okay."
……
The two of them chatted one after another, walked through the busy street together, seeing the inn not far away, Murong Qi stopped and said: "Let's leave now, we will meet later."
Wei Ji nodded, hesitant to speak, but he did not try to persuade him to stay.
Back at the inn, if Ruoruo wasn't there, Murong Qi didn't go to bed after returning to his room, he quickly packed his luggage, left a letter for Ruoruo, then went out through the window and disappeared into the stream of brightly lit people.
She told Wei Ji that she wasn't angry because the person she was waiting for broke the appointment.
Actually she was lying.
It was just that as the appointed time passed, her mood gradually calmed down from anger and disappointment. At a certain moment, the cold wind was blowing on her face and chilled her heart. She suddenly decided that she could not wait any longer.
He was late, and she figured it out, maybe it was God's will.Whether it's Fengyuan or Fengjianhua, it's just that they owe each other a date, but who knows, will they have a chance to see each other again?
She's going to do what she wants to do, where she wants to go, and that's it.
The word "wait" has never been suitable for her.
As for where to go next—she had already made up her mind, and went to the border town barracks ten miles outside the town at night.The Sixth Prince Murong Ye of Dayu is leading an army to sit in Zixia Pass. She hasn't seen this cousin for a long time, and she really wants to catch up on the old days. By the way, she needs a customs clearance document so that she can go to Chiyue City, the capital of Baishuo King, in a fair manner. Watch the excitement of King Khan marrying a princess.
(End of this chapter)
From Murong Qi's point of view, the Juze prince who left Huifengdu three days ago with determination and mourning, probably...maybe just a dream.
When the sun rises completely, the hellish Huifengdu has been left far behind. When he arrives at the next town, he changes his clothes stained with dust and blood, finds an inn to take a bath and sleep, and when the dawn comes again, he is that old man again. She was familiar with the annoying Feng Yuan.
Still picky eaters, still pretending, still smiling like a fox who needs to be beaten... He didn't mention the night when he returned to Fengdu, and he didn't mention the childhood partner whose corpse was exposed in the wilderness.It's just that sometimes, he would look at the mountains in the north and fall into deep thought, and sometimes, he would look at her with a faint smile, that kind of smile was not deliberate, but instead had a sense of emptiness and heaviness, which could not be tolerated at all. Highlighting his beauty made Murong Qi feel a little distressed.
Of course, only a little bit, just a little bit.
This time, the two of them traveled lightly, except for eating and sleeping, they basically stayed on horseback, so in less than a month, they arrived at Zixia Pass, the Xiongguan Pass in the north of Dayou.
Zixia Pass has always been an important pass between the Central Plains and the northern nomadic tribes. In addition to the continuous city walls and beacon towers at the Tianji Pass, there is also a very prosperous town in the basin under the pass. Merchants and goods from all directions gather here. , various languages and cultures also meet here.Over time, various forces have been secretly intertwined, making this place a refuge for some and a place for others to lose their souls.
Twenty years ago, on the edge of Zixia Pass stood the Jianjian Villa, one of the four major forces in the Jianghu, which had enough power to restrain Xiongguan inside and outside.However, due to sudden changes, the huge mountain villa was burned to the ground overnight, and the servants and their families who escaped by chance stayed behind. Over time, the closed small village became the number one town on the frontier today.
In the past 20 years, some people have fallen overnight and become homeless, while others have enjoyed happiness through a blessing in disguise.
Murong Qi reined in the horse and glanced at Feng Yuan beside him. Like most of the townspeople here, he wrapped himself in a big gray cloak, with a pair of clear and affectionate almond eyes slightly lowered, watching A few iron nails on the dusty yellow sand - these iron nails seem to be disorderly and disorderly, but they are carefully distinguished, but they cleverly form the shape of a flower, which is the secret signal left by the flower in the wind.
Following the code, the two walked into a tavern where orchids performed dances. Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the door, something flew in front of them. After careful identification, it turned out to be a greasy plate.
The two of them didn't want to cause trouble, so they sideways moved away, but within two steps, a few more bowls and chopsticks fell from the sky, and finally, a person fell down from upstairs, just fell at their feet, and kept moaning.
Then came a voice from upstairs that was deliberately low but still not concealed: "Such a thing dares to provoke me, are all the men in Dayou so pussy?"
Murong Qi couldn't help shaking her head, this...does this girl think that everyone else is deaf?As a senior person who disguised herself as a man, Murong Qi couldn't help but feel a little resentful for being weak. She winked at Feng Yuan, sneaked past the fleeing guests, and slowly walked upstairs.
At the door of the private room in the east, a petite young man with a fair face was tapping the palm of his left hand with a fan with his right hand, and looked at three or four men in brocade clothes in front of her with disdain, beside her, one left and one right Standing were two guards, both dressed as Hu people from Beimo, tall and handsome, with a few streaks of blood on the iron whip in their hands, they seemed to be the culprits who threw people down the stairs earlier.
At this moment, the faces of those brocade-clothed men turned pale, and they looked left and right, obviously planning to wait for an opportunity to slip away.But the young man stretched out his fan and said, "You, and you, have the guts to say that the people of Baishuo are uncivilized savages, so you don't have the guts to come up and compete with my two guards?" ? The man who claimed to be invincible at Zixia Pass, Dayou is really ashamed!"
Her words were rude, but here there is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, the military camps guarding the pass are far away, the troublemakers are only a few local tyrants' sons, and there are more people watching the excitement and less people trying to persuade them to fight.
Murong Qi was also here to watch the fun, this girl disguised as a man dressed in luxurious and elegant clothes, and the two guards are very skilled, she must have some background, in her current situation, although it is not appropriate to meddle in other people's business, it is still okay to have a look.
Seeing that the other party didn't answer, the young man sneered, and then made a gesture, and a guard beside him immediately raised his iron whip, and slapped it on the face of the person closest to him.
That man was obviously not an opponent, he dodged a few times in embarrassment, and was about to be whipped downstairs again, the corner of the young man's mouth curled up, with a rather smug expression on his face.
Murong Qi pinched a copper coin in his hand, and was hesitating whether to take the opportunity to secretly frustrate the arrogance of the Baishuo girl, when suddenly a figure flashed by him, and someone jumped in front of the whip-wielding boy with extremely fast movements, He firmly grasped the wrist that was about to fall.
It was Feng Yuan!
Murong Qi was startled, at this time, in this place, taking action...is he crazy?
Feng Yuan grasped it seemingly lightly, but the young man with the whip couldn't move, his face was flushed from the force, and he cursed casually, but Murong Qi didn't understand it, so it was probably in Baishuo dialect.
But Feng Yuan seemed to understand, and responded in a flat tone: "It's not a hero to bully people who are not as good as you."
Half of his face was covered by the sweat towel, only showing a pair of exquisite almond eyes, his eyes were cold, not at all the rascal look he usually had when he was joking with Murong Qi.
Seeing that his subordinates could not resist, the young master felt ashamed, gritted his teeth and muttered, another guard also rushed up, with a long whip in his hand and rolled towards Feng Yuan's waist.
Feng Yuan didn't turn his head back, and he pulled his hand casually, the attendant who was restrained by him involuntarily raised the iron whip in his hand to support his companion, powerful internal force surged, the weapons of the two flew out at the same time, and both fell to sit on the ground.
"you!"
The young man was so angry that his eyes widened, he spread the fan in his hand, and three hidden weapons flew out from the fan bone, and shot towards Feng Yuan's back.
Murong Qi, who had been watching coldly, curled his lips, pushed Feng Yuan away, and said: "If you can't beat him, then sneak attack, so shameless."
As soon as the words were finished, a figure sprang out from the private room behind the young master, stretched out his hand to catch the three hidden weapons, and at the same time a cold light flashed, pointing directly at Feng Yuan's chest.
Seeing this, Murong Qi snatched the iron fracture fan from the hand of the young man beside him and went to meet him. The dazzling sparks from the contact of the weapons were fleeting, and everyone saw a strange-shaped weapon resting on Feng Yuan's throat. One inch away, if you look carefully, it turns out to be a dense silver claw, with five spikes shining with a frightening light.
The owner of the hook claw is a young man who is no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with profound features, expressionless face, and a pair of strange dark blue eyes, as if frozen in a pool of ice.
The young master whose fan was taken away suddenly became angry from embarrassment, he raised his hand and slapped Murong Qi in the face, angrily said: "Bold thief, do you know who I am..."
Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by a deep and cold voice: "Xiaozhi stop!"
At the same time, a pair of slender hands passed through the gap between the claws and the fan bone, and quickly and precisely grasped the young man's falling wrist.
That sound came from the blue-eyed boy, but it was Feng Yuan who held the boy's wrist.
The young man was restrained by someone's move, he couldn't twitch, he couldn't shake it, his face turned from green to black, he stomped his feet and said: "If you have the guts, report your name, I... want you to—"
Before she could say the cruel words, she was suddenly stunned. Murong Qi followed her gaze, and saw the black cloth sweater on Feng Yuan's face was torn in half by the force of the claws at some point, and a piece of paper The face was half hidden under the hood, the long eyelashes were slightly drawn, and the thin lips were tightly pursed, with an indescribable charm.
The young man was obviously confused by his appearance, and even forgot to blink.
In the stagnant atmosphere, a familiar female voice suddenly came: "My lord, this way—"
The door of the private room next door was ajar, and a pair of bare hands beckoned at them. It was the flower in the wind that I hadn't seen for a long time.
Murong Qi threw down his fan, dragged Feng Yuan into Feng Jianhua's room.Before closing the door, she heard the cold voice of the green-eyed boy: "Xiao Zhi, don't mess around, go back!"
It turned out that the girl's name was Xiao Zhi, which was a nice name, but she had a bad temper.
In addition to her and Elder Mei, there are two other men in Kazamaka's room.
One is older, with a thin figure and a serious expression, with traces of years of wind and frost on his sideburns and forehead, while the other Murong Qi looks familiar, and he is Linxi, Feng Yuan's personal bodyguard whom he hasn't seen for a long time.
After the two sat down, Feng Jianhua introduced: "This is General Yan Lin, and this is Mr. Feng and Miss Murong."
She didn't reveal Feng Yuan's identity, but since the two entered the door, Yan Lin's eyes never moved away from Feng Yuan's face, until Feng Yuan saluted him, then got up to avoid, said in a deep voice: "Don't dare .”
But Feng Yuan didn't know what movement method he used, he made a wrong step, walked around to him again, finished the ceremony, and said in a low voice: "The Zixia Guan Yonghe Army is under the care of General Lao Yan, the general has worked so hard for many years, he deserves my respect .”
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Yan Lin didn't refuse anymore, and returned a salute, saying: "Young master, you are welcome."
Murong Qi at the side was in a good mood, Feng Yuan and Feng Jianhua met, and what she promised Shang Feipeng had been done, now she just wanted to take a hot bath and sleep well.
She pulled off the towel, poured herself a cup of tea, and graciously talked to Lin Xila by the way.
It turned out that in Qinglian Town at that time, after Fengyuan was deliberately captured by Songmei and Linxi, Linxi followed secretly, but when he arrived at Luocen, he lost contact with Fengyuan because of the appearance of the Yonghe rebels.After following the trail all the way, he met Feng Jianhua and Mei Wangting first, and then followed them to Zixia Pass.
For Murong Qi who escorted Feng Yuan all the way to the north, Linxi, who was always not good at words, expressed his gratitude very sincerely, and Feng Jianhua also said: "It is thanks to Miss Murong that you can come here safely."
"You two are welcome, I was also entrusted by the leader of the business, and I can do it with just a little effort." Murong Qi said a few words casually, and Yan Lin who was at the side couldn't help but look a little more inquiringly, and asked: "I don't know who the girl is and what school she is. Which expert did you learn from?"
"It's a small sect, the master is also an unknown person, I'm afraid you don't know if I say it." Murong Qi laughed.But seeing Yan Lin's complexion was very delicate, and he hesitated to speak, he knew that they must have something important to discuss, so he quickly stood up and said, "I have something to go out for a while, you can talk slowly."
As soon as he turned around, Feng Yuan grabbed his wrist, his voice was not high but clear: "Yan Ran, you stay."
But before she had time to speak, Yan Lin said in a deep voice: "For confidential matters, it is inconvenient for outsiders to be present."
This was quite blunt, Feng Yuan was not angry, but just smiled: "What General Yan said is true, but she is not an outsider, but an insider."
Yan Lin was stunned for a moment.
"You haven't woken up, what nonsense are you talking about!" Murong Qi slapped his hand away, and went out the door without looking back.
Feng Yuan subconsciously stood up, and heard Feng Jianhua softly call: "Young Master, think twice!"
He paused, and after a while, he slowly turned around and sat back to his original place, with a gentle smile, impeccable: "I was confused, and kept General Yan waiting for a long time."
Murong Qi stood on the corridor and stretched, looked at the sky, and decided to go to the street first.
What those people in the room want to talk about are nothing more than some vertical and horizontal things, which in their eyes are great secrets, but in her opinion, they are not as interesting as the Mobei style and the various market conditions here.
She can more or less guess Feng Yuan's picture.From the standpoint of the Yonghe army, whether it is revenge or restoration of the country, it is reasonable; but for Emperor Yong'an, if he wants to keep the country left by his father, he must have enough strength to face the covetousness of all parties. .This game of chess has its own masters to compete, so she won't get involved.
After finally coming to Zixia Pass, it is natural to eat, drink and have fun. Another important thing is to visit the old site of Chijian Villa not far from here. The last owner of Chijian Villa was a friend of my mother’s. , she has longed for that once famous place since she was a child.
Just as he was thinking, an angry voice faintly came from the next room: "You can't do this little thing well, what do you need?" It was the girl from Baishuo who was disguised as a man just now.
Are these people still gone?Her heart moved, she looked around, and then dodged into the empty room on the other side.The two rooms are separated by thin wooden boards, but the beams are connected.Murong Qi lightly jumped onto the roof beam and looked towards the next room.
In the room, the Baishuo girl was pointing at a guard with a bruised nose and a swollen face with a face full of anger.
The guard was obviously very afraid of her, and he didn't dare to back away. He secretly glanced at the silent green-eyed young man with his arms folded on his chest, and said in a low voice, "But... but the twelve sons said... you can't cause trouble... ..."
"Bastard, are you my man or his man?" Before he could finish speaking, the girl interrupted angrily, and slapped him head and face with the iron bone fan in her hand.
Seeing this, the blue-eyed boy strode forward, grabbed her wrist, and said in a deep voice, "If you cause trouble, don't think about it in the future."
His words were obviously very effective. The girl pouted, but she didn't struggle any more. She just glared at him angrily and said, "Let go now. If you bully me again, I'll go back and tell..."
Before he finished speaking, the young man suddenly shook off her hand, stepped onto the table with one step, used his strength to run up the beam, and shouted, "Who's there?"
When he stepped on the table, Murong Qi turned over and jumped out through the window.
While running along the road, she secretly cursed the mouse that was scurrying on the beam, and she didn't forget to dust off the dust on her body.
I thought it would be easy to get rid of the other party, but when I turned around, I found that the young man with green eyes was following her ten steps away, showing no sign of falling behind.Her speed was actually half a beat slower because of this, and the opponent saw the opportunity and approached with a vertical leap, and the claws in his hands went straight to her back.
Murong Qi let out a "tsk", dodged it, then jumped up, before the second move came straight to him, and said: "I have no grievances or enmities with you, why do you not let me go after you?"
The young man didn't expect her movement to be so fast, and he was about to change his moves, but he saw Murong Qi's face clearly at a glance, surprise and doubt alternately appeared in his green eyes, and the claws in his hand abruptly stopped the attack.
"Stop hitting." He stared at her firmly, but his tone was very blunt, "Woman, what's your name?"
Murong Qi couldn't help but roll his eyes. His Dayou official speech is correct, but the words are a bit inappropriate. Although she is a woman, but at this child's age, shouldn't she be called "" sister"?Such a vicious young face is really uneducated in a barbaric land.
"Why should I tell you my name?"
"My name is Wei Zhi. Your name?"
He took a step closer, with a natural expression of "I told you your name, you have to tell me too".
Murong Qi quickly calculated in his mind that the surname Wei does not belong to any noble family of Baishuo, it should be the surname Dayou.But the color of the pupils can't fool anyone, this person is undoubtedly from Baishuo, the name is probably fake.
"My name is Yanran." She has a lot of pseudonyms, and she can pick them up at her fingertips.
"Why eavesdrop?"
"Who told you to offend my son, I just came to monitor what other schemes you have."
No one knows how to lie, true and false, she is also very good at it.
Hearing this, Wei Ji frowned slightly and said, "Xiao Zhi is self-willed and has no malicious intentions." After a pause, he continued, "Your son is very skilled in martial arts." He looked her up and down, "You are not bad, how much does he give you?" Salary?"
"Huh?" Murong Qiyi couldn't keep up with his way of thinking for a while.
"How much salary does your son give you? Is there a contract of sale?" Wei Ji explained impatiently, "I will pay double, and if you follow me in the future, you will not be wronged."
This……
Murong Qi thinks he has experienced many storms, but he still can't calm down when he hears this sentence—what are you doing?The two of them have never lived, didn't they turn their swords against each other just a moment ago?
After gathering her composure, she replied, "No need." She turned around and left.
Wei Zhi stretched out his claws to block her way, and asked, "Why?"
what why?Murong Qi scratched his head, and reluctantly gave an explanation: "My son is very kind to me, I don't want to change master..."
"I'll be nicer to you."
"I'm from Dayu..."
"My mother is also from Dayou family, so I can understand you."
"I do not know you!"
"Now we know each other."
He rejected her reasons one by one with a blank face, Murong Qi was a little powerless, since there is no reason to say, she didn't bother to talk nonsense, she raised her palm and said: "If that's the case, then you first..." "Beat me" Three Before the words could be uttered, there were several sharp whistles in the wind, Wei Ji's eyes narrowed, and he said hastily: "At noon tomorrow, I will be waiting for you in today's restaurant."
After saying that, he left in a hurry, leaving Murong Qi alone on the roof blowing the cold wind.
Where did the little bastard come from!
What Wei Ji said, Murong Qi naturally didn't take it to heart, and wandered around Zixia Town casually, guessing that the secret meeting of those high-level officials was almost over, so he planned to go back and bid farewell.
Unexpectedly, the original place has already been deserted, and only a strange girl who claims to be the maid of Yan Lin's mansion is waiting for her.This girl named Ruoruo accompanied Murong Qi around all the way, and finally brought her to the inn, her attitude was very good, the only shortcoming was that she didn't know what to ask.Murong Qi wanted her to convey the farewell to her, but she immediately burst into tears and said that if Murong Qi left, she would have to pack up and go home. Seeing Murong Qi's heart of pity and jade, she couldn't embarrass her anymore.
That day until she fell asleep, Feng Jianhua and Feng Yuan did not show up, and early the next morning, she was told that the two had gone out before dawn.
Murong Qi: "Ruoruo, please tell Sister Feng..."
Ruoruo: "No, Miss Murong, if you leave, I'll kill you right away!"
Murong Qi: "..."
Ruoruo accompanied Murong Qi to visit all the delicious and interesting places in Zixia Town, but on this day, she still didn't see the person she wanted to see.
When the setting sun sank into the distant mountains again, Murong Qi received a letter from the innkeeper.
The letter was written by Feng Yuan, inviting her to meet at a place called Sunset Slope outside the town tomorrow when the lights are on.
That night when she asked Ruo Ruo the direction of Luo Sun Slope, Ruo Ruo immediately showed a wicked smile: "Why does Miss Murong think of going to Luo Sun Slope?"
"Someone left a letter inviting me to meet there tomorrow night." Murong Qi raised the letter paper in his hand.
Ruoruo's sharp eyes saw the inscription's name at a glance: "Is it Mr. Fengyuan?"
"Ah."
Ruoruo's face was full of understanding, and he chuckled: "Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival here, even though it's Baishuo's festival, it's quite interesting, Miss Murong will know when she goes."
This girl still knows how to play tricks, Murong Qi glanced at her, thinking that no matter what the day is, in short, we can bid farewell when we meet tomorrow, thinking of this, I felt inexplicably relieved, and even slept extraordinarily sweetly this night.
The Lantern Festival is a very important festival in Baishuo, but after it was spread to the customs by merchants, the ceremony became much simpler, and over time, it became a collective celebration for the common people. It is not extinguished, a bonfire is lit in the open space, young people dance in circles, and carnival all night long.
"Most young men and women choose to make love on this day, because soon there will be the White Moon Festival, which is also the New Year of Baishuo, and it is just right to make an engagement ceremony. The new year has a new beginning!"
Murong Qi was sitting on the meadow on the sunset slope, resting his chin and looking at the gradually sinking sunset between the distant mountains, and the allusion about the Lantern Festival that he specially asked the shopkeeper before leaving rang in his ears.
The season of re-entering Liaoyang was still the spring when the peach blossoms were just blooming, but now it was the time when the autumn leaves were falling in the northern desert where the majestic pass stands tall, and the north wind was blowing, and there was a slight pain on the face.It turns out that I have known that shameless guy for such a long time. He plotted against her, but he also risked his life to save her. The names of the dead are already on the genealogy, and in the distant capital of Liaoyang, even the clothes and the tombs are inseparable.
It's so far away, but it's so close.
Today's appointment, on such a day, what he will say, what he wants to do, is simply obvious.
This annoyed her immensely, and what annoyed her even more was that she would actually be troubled by this matter—probably this was the real reason for her entanglement.
But in fact, if you think about it, there is nothing to worry about. His type has never been in her consideration, let alone such a dangerous identity. I don’t know where he will die one day. Now we can live in peace. Things are getting better.Different ways do not conspire with each other, even being a friend has to be considered, let alone marrying him... No, she has already married him, so this is the root of trouble...
She stretched out her hands to cover her cheeks that had been blown cold by the cold wind. The distant mountains in front of her eyes seemed to have been burned by a raging fire, and the sky was filled with red clouds. ...just play it by ear...
She stretched out her arms and lay down on the back. Most of the grass on the slope was withered and yellow, thick like a blanket. She looked up at the sky and took a deep breath. Just as she was about to close her eyes and take a nap, the vision above her head suddenly Covered by a shadow.
She jumped up all of a sudden, but was pushed back by the visitor. With the afterglow of the setting sun, she looked into a pair of green eyes reflecting the color of scarlet clouds, and couldn't help being surprised: "Why are you?"
While Murong Qi was thinking about things alone on the sunset slope, Feng Yuan was about to go out in Zixia Town not far down the slope.
These days, he is very busy, really busy.With the passage of time, the hope for the restoration of the country has become increasingly slim, but this is the meaning of the existence of the Yonghe Army, and it is also the belief that several generations of the Feng family have guarded with their lives.Up to now, although there is only one woman left, Kazama Hua, she has never slack off.
Everything is ready, only the east wind is needed, and Fengyuan is the wind that can gather the forces of all parties.
He has too many things to take over, too many bureaus to arrange, too many people to meet, so many that he almost has no sleep at night.Restoring the country is the goal he has firmly believed in and worked hard for since he was a child. Now it is like this, it is only natural, but every time he returns late at night or leaves early in the morning, he can't help but look at the closed door at the end of the corridor , Where did she go yesterday, who did she meet, what did she play, what did she eat... The more she couldn't see her, the more she wanted to see her, even if she just frowned and said "shameless", it would be good.
This is not a good thing, he knows it in his heart - the way of being a king, his mother taught him since he was a child, and he can memorize every sentence one by one.
Knowing this, but still can't stop—resisting while indulging, hopeless.
Ruoruo would report Murong Qi's whereabouts to him every day, he knew her well, knew that she didn't have much patience to wait, if she didn't do something, she would leave without saying goodbye at any time.
He wants her to stay willingly as his wife.
Today's appointment is imperative.
Pushing open the door, he saw a person standing outside the door, it was Kazama Flower.
He frowned, but his tone was very calm: "Lord Feng, if I remember correctly, I have already explained everything about tonight."
"I know." Feng Jianhua smiled, stretched out her hand and handed over a letter, "I didn't come to bother you, I just ran errands to deliver a letter."
"Send a letter?" Feng Yuan was stunned, took the letter paper, pulled out the letter paper, and asked casually, "Whose letter?"
Feng Jianhua's eyes slowly turned from the small and beautiful handwriting on the gold-sprayed flower paper to Feng Yuan's face, she looked at him silently with a smile, without saying a word.
Feng Yuan's expression slowly calmed down. After reading it, he folded the letter paper and said decisively: "Lord Feng, please tell me that I have something to do today, so we can make an appointment at another day."
Kazama Hua asked unhurriedly: "Which one do you want me to talk to, my lord?"
"Naturally..." He said half a sentence, facing Shangfeng Jianhua's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, his heart moved, and he didn't continue the second half of the sentence. He pondered for a moment and said, "What is a letter?" When was it delivered?"
"Half an hour ago." Kazama Hua said, "I didn't force you to make a choice. Although everything comes first, there are priorities. You are a smart person, so you naturally know what to do."
Feng Yuan's hand holding the letter paper suddenly tightened, the expression in his almond eyes changed several times, and finally lowered his eyelashes, and said: "Please trouble Master Feng to take a trip to Sunset Slope for me." After finishing speaking, he took out a brocade from his sleeve. The box was handed over, "Give this to Yanran, I will go to her later tomorrow, and tell her to wait for me."
Feng Jianhua took it, and was about to turn around, thought for a while, and said: "My lord, sometimes you must have something in your life, so don't worry too much about it."
Feng Yuan just smiled lightly, put away the letter paper, and went downstairs first.
Kazama Flower watched his back disappear into the crowd, and let out a sigh of relief.She is not a talkative person, and she puts Yong Hejun first in all choices.Just looking at Feng Yuan's moment of hesitation, she couldn't help but think of herself many years ago, she understands that feeling.
Be willing, you must give up if you have something, greed is a delusion, and he will understand it later.
Kazama Flower held the brocade box and walked through the brightly lit streets and alleys. Seeing that the road out of the town was approaching, a person suddenly appeared from the crowd and stood in front of her tightly.This person was covered from head to toe in a black cloak, only revealing a pair of glazed eyes. He was tall and tall, and he could feel a menacing aura as soon as he got close.
She immediately took a step back defensively, reaching for the sword pouch in her sleeve with both hands.
But the person who came came said at this moment: "Miss is the commander of the Yonghe army?"
Murong Qi never imagined that the first person he met at Sunset Slope would be Wei Ji.
After the initial surprise, she suddenly became sullen: "Are you following me?"
Wei Ji didn't answer her, but asked, "Why didn't you come yesterday?"
"Yesterday?" Murong Qi thought of what Tian Wei Ji said before leaving the day before, but she never thought about going to the appointment at that time, so naturally she forgot about it when she looked back.
"I never promised you." She glanced at him, "I'm busy."
Wei Ji's face was full of "you dare to ignore me", his delicate eyebrows were raised high, and he was about to get angry, but he held back, and said coldly: "What are you doing here?"
"Wait someone."
"It's been an hour since you left the town. Who is worth waiting so long?"
Murong Qi looked at the sky, the setting sun had already half-sinked into the mountains, most of the majestic glow had receded, and Zixia Town not far from his feet seemed a little dim, and there were dots of lights lit up, listening carefully, the wind was still mixed with With a laughing voice.
It turned out that it was already this hour, but Feng Yuan hadn't come yet.
As soon as he turned his head, Wei Ji had sat down quietly beside her at some point, and he didn't know whether it was between the distant mountains or the world of mortals at his feet. The twilight shone into his eyes, and the blue color also appeared dark.
Sitting silently like this for a while, Murong Qi couldn't help but wear off most of his defenses, and couldn't help but said: "You are so strange, I don't know you before, why do you always follow me? If you don't speak, what are you going to do?"
"This is not your home, you can come, and so can I."
The words were obviously unreasonable, but he said them with an expressionless face. As a matter of course, Murong Qi had no choice but to say "Follow you", and then continued to lie down in a daze.
Wei Ji didn't speak anymore, but just glanced at the withered grass behind him with disgust.Murong Qi looked sideways, the boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, his stature was not long, his outline was not as tough as a grown man, but his whole body was like a wolf cub full of hidden strength, as if he might jump up at any time Hurt.She looked away, but in a strange way, she didn't speak to chase away people.
In late autumn, the sky darkened quickly, and not long after, the last ray of the setting sun disappeared, replaced by a dark blue sky, dotted with countless stars, echoing with the lights of Zixia Town, It is densely packed into a fire dragon, the world and the sky, it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
Murong Qi faintly heard many voices slowly approaching from the bottom of the slope, presumably they were the townspeople who came together to enjoy the bright lights.The silence at the top of the slope, on the contrary, made the bursts of lively laughter a bit harsh.
Wei Ji was still as motionless as a mountain, if it wasn't for the slight breathing sound, it would be as if it didn't exist.Murong Qi took a deep breath, jumped up suddenly, patted the grass clippings and putty on his body, and said lightly: "I'm so hungry, let's go."
After all, she didn't care what Wei Ji said, and walked down the mountain.
There were light footsteps behind him, neither far nor near, and it was not until he was about to enter the town that Wei Ji's voice came from his ear: "Come with me, I invite you to eat noodles."
When her fingers touched the hilts of the two swords, Kazama Hua made up her mind, and then said, "Who are you?"
"You don't have to worry about who I am." The man in black said in an unquestionable tone, "You just need to answer whether I am Commander Feng, and whether you know a man named Shang Feipeng in Huifengdu."
Hearing that name, Kazama Hua's expression changed, and she whispered, "How is Shangfei Peng?"
"died."
The visitor's answer was simple and clear, Kazama Hua was stunned when she heard the words, and after a long time, she slowly left the hilt of her sword with her hands, clasped her fists and said, "Your Excellency, please move and talk."
As soon as she sat down in a small tea shop nearby, Kazama Hua said, "I am the person you are looking for. Who are you? Why did you come to Zixia Pass to find me?"
There was a stove burning in the tea shop, and it was a bit stuffy. The man pulled down his hood, revealing a slightly stern face, with messy black hair on his sideburns, and a pair of opal earrings shining strangely under the firelight.
He took something out of his pocket and put it on the table, then pressed it with five fingers, and slowly pushed it over.On his fingers were two strangely shaped black and silver rings inlaid with precious stones. The knuckles were slender, and they were the hands of a pair of martial arts practitioners.
And the object he pointed at was a black jade soldier talisman engraved with the word "wind".
Yonghe Junbing Talisman!
Kazama Hua took a deep breath, and hurriedly reached out to grab it, but the man didn't let go, she added a little more strength secretly, but the man was still ignorant, just holding on.
Her voice became cold: "What do you mean, Your Excellency?"
The man didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "If the girl is really Commander Feng, please inform Murong Qi's whereabouts."
Feng Jianhua didn't expect him to make such a request, she was stunned, and asked: "Your Excellency and Miss Murong?"
"Friend." The man said, "To be precise, I went back to Fengdu to find her. I met Shang Feipeng dying at Huifengdu. I respected him as a man, so I agreed to carry this thing for him. As for Murong Qi's whereabouts, if you don't tell me, I will be able to find out after some time, but Yifeng is in charge of the current situation, so he probably doesn't want to owe me this favor."
In just a few words, he had clearly explained the ins and outs of the matter and his own position. Feng Jianhua pondered for a moment, and said: "I will definitely inform you of Miss Murong's whereabouts, but before that, I would like to ask you to send General Shang to die. Let us know the situation in detail, and our Yonghe army must avenge this revenge."
The famous mutton noodles in Zixia Town really lived up to its reputation. Although it was just an inconspicuous shop, it was delicious. Murong Qi finished the last sip of soup, licked his lips contentedly, and patted the shoulder of the young man beside him with a smile. , said: "This face is very good, Wei Xiaodi, I decided to make you my friend!"
Wei Ji didn't eat anything, he just took a glass of water and drank it in one gulp. At this moment, he glanced at her hand on his shoulder, and said lightly, "Aren't you angry?"
Murong Qi was stunned: "Which eye of yours saw me angry?"
"Just now, when the person you were waiting for missed the appointment."
"Nonsense, whether he likes to come or not, I don't have to be angry about these trivial things." Murong Qi snorted, stood up and walked outside, "It's getting late, I have to go back."
Wei Ji followed behind her, walked a few steps quietly, and suddenly said: "How long are you going to stay in Zixia Pass, will you go to Baishuo?"
Murong Qi stopped, turned his head and said, "What?"
At this time, the common people held candles made of beef and sheep fat, and rushed to the top of the mountain outside the town to wait for the auspicious time to celebrate.Among the crowd, they were the only ones walking towards the town.When she turned her head, the flickering lights shone on her face, her phoenix eyes were slightly raised, but the pupils were clear and clear, and the long hair around her ears was blown by the evening wind. color.Wei Ji didn't know what he thought of, his expression changed several times, and he even forgot to answer the question.
"Hi!" Seeing him in a daze, Murong Qi came back and waved his hand in front of his eyes, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay." Wei Ji lowered his eyes and said, "I'm going back to Chiyue City, the capital of Baishuo tomorrow. If you come to Baishuo, you can find an old man named Wei Gan in the alley behind Dingwang's mansion in the capital. He is my family and will bring you to meet me."
"Oh? Are you living in Chiyue City? What is your identity?"
"A commoner."
"You live with your mother?" She remembered that he said that her mother was from Dayou.
"No." He turned his head to look at her, and said calmly, "My mother is already dead."
"……sorry."
"It's okay."
……
The two of them chatted one after another, walked through the busy street together, seeing the inn not far away, Murong Qi stopped and said: "Let's leave now, we will meet later."
Wei Ji nodded, hesitant to speak, but he did not try to persuade him to stay.
Back at the inn, if Ruoruo wasn't there, Murong Qi didn't go to bed after returning to his room, he quickly packed his luggage, left a letter for Ruoruo, then went out through the window and disappeared into the stream of brightly lit people.
She told Wei Ji that she wasn't angry because the person she was waiting for broke the appointment.
Actually she was lying.
It was just that as the appointed time passed, her mood gradually calmed down from anger and disappointment. At a certain moment, the cold wind was blowing on her face and chilled her heart. She suddenly decided that she could not wait any longer.
He was late, and she figured it out, maybe it was God's will.Whether it's Fengyuan or Fengjianhua, it's just that they owe each other a date, but who knows, will they have a chance to see each other again?
She's going to do what she wants to do, where she wants to go, and that's it.
The word "wait" has never been suitable for her.
As for where to go next—she had already made up her mind, and went to the border town barracks ten miles outside the town at night.The Sixth Prince Murong Ye of Dayu is leading an army to sit in Zixia Pass. She hasn't seen this cousin for a long time, and she really wants to catch up on the old days. By the way, she needs a customs clearance document so that she can go to Chiyue City, the capital of Baishuo King, in a fair manner. Watch the excitement of King Khan marrying a princess.
(End of this chapter)
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