Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

After a month.

The war between Xizhou and Beiyuan did not start as scheduled. All the soldiers were eager to try. If there was a dispute between the two countries, the people would be miserable. Beiyuan has just experienced a war. However, many voices have disappeared these days and did not directly start a war against Xizhou.

On Yunxi side, after leaving Yindu on that day, the number of pursuers did not decrease. Beiyuan has a vast territory. There are more than 10000 soldiers Chasing through ten cities. It can be seen that Beiyuan has spent a lot of time. He hasn't slept well all the way to Yunxi.

There are countless folk rumors that emperor Wenzhi of Xizhou attacked the monarch of Beiyuan, and the Crown Princess fled and colluded with Dongshu. Non Beiyuan people can't even live in the inn. This comprehensive search is more than a hundred times bigger than that in Xizhou. It can also be seen that Ning Xiluo didn't seriously search for Yunxi at that time. Yunxi felt a little scared when he thought of it.

Yunxi comes out of the forest. It's already sunset.

Yunxi walked from the front, but suddenly stopped and took a cool look at the side painting.

Draw cool eyebrow tip micro wrinkle, turn the eye color to Yan Ming.

The afterglow scattered on the green leaves in the forest, and a little halo fell on the extremely beautiful eyebrows and eyes. The glass was slightly swinging, but it was another kind of good-looking. Yan Ming raised his eyes and showed a casual smile: "how?"

Hua Liang smiled: "red is the first color seen by the pursuers. If you don't change your clothes, don't go with us."

Yan Ming is still a flaming red. Yan Ming doesn't wear any human skin mask. He is swaggering everywhere.

Yunxi raised her eyes and happened to look into Yan mingning's eyes. It was as cool as painting. Her eyebrows were cold: "I didn't kill any pursuers along the way. Naturally, I didn't want to cause too much blood. There are too many patrolmen guarding the border between Beiyuan and Eastern Shu. It's easy to kill if you want to leave the country. But it's up to you, me and him after all. Those pursuers are not damned people."

"So we wasted a month and returned to this happy city?" Yan Ming looked at the green around, and the sky was slowly falling late, and a layer of silver gray of moonlight fell in his bright eyes.

"Yue city is close to Nanyue. We just need to go to Sheng'an city in Nanyue and detour to Dongshu. It won't hurt the lives of the pursuers." Yunxi said this. He looked at Yan Ming's clothes and paused, "Thirteen horses died all the way. All the horses sold in the stables are guarded by soldiers. It's even more difficult for you to steal horses with such a swaggering dress."

Hearing the word "swagger", Yan Ming leaned gently against the tree behind him. The corner of his lips raised half a minute, with his eyes slightly closed, and the thick eyelashes cast half a shadow on the bottom of his eyes.

Yunxi stood where he was, coagulating the lazy appearance of the young man, and spoke in advance, but he was stunned by the beauty.

Yan Ming raised his eyes, but suddenly his smile was warm, so he took off his clothes.

The strong red color of the outer garment fell on the soil, and the waist strap also fell, leaving only a white inner garment. The white set off the white face, but it was otherwise beautiful.

Yan Ming bent down and looked for the clothes from his baggage. They were all red. He immediately glanced at Hualiang.

Hualiang threw the burden to Yan Ming. Yan Ming found a black dress from the cold burden. He put it on his body lazily and tied his belt. At the moment, he raised his face and coagulated Yunxi: "is that good?"

"Good... Excellent." Yunxi said.

Since the moon came down, the young man stood gently in front of her, and his eyebrows and eyes were all smiling. Was that gorgeous face like a startling dream swaggered because of that strong red color? At this time, even if he was dressed in black and slender men's clothes in Yan Ming's body, his face was extremely beautiful.

Every time she looked at Yan Ming's face, Yunxi's heart jumped. She promised Yan Ming to go back to Dongshu, but she said a word - if you want me to go, she promised me not to kill a pursuer.

Yan Ming didn't kill him. He drove his horse all the way. Those arrows came towards Yan Ming because he was red.

Yan Ming has protected her from too many injuries, which she knows. Even when it's dangerous, Yan Ming never wants to avoid... To let Yan Ming change his clothes is to protect him, but also to let Yan Ming know that she doesn't need his protection.

As soon as they entered Yuecheng, they got rid of too many pursuers.

Now, they only need to find a few good red horses. They can spare Beiyuan, flee to Nanyue in ten hours, and make a detour from Nanyue to Dongshu. In this way, they can get rid of all Beiyuan pursuers.

Seeing Yunxi stunned, Yan Ming's pupils shrunk: "I'll find a way."

After that, Yan Ming turned around and swept his lightness skill and flew out of the forest directly. Yunxi was anxious and chased directly behind Yan Ming, but he was dragged to a thatched house by Hua Liang in front of the stable.

Before the stable, the soldiers will be two.

Because it was late, the streets of Yuecheng were not lively. When the two soldiers in front of the stables saw Yan Ming falling in front of them, they looked at each other in surprise: "you know lightness skills. Are you a martial artist?"

Yan Ming nodded gently.

At this time, he was wearing a human skin mask and looked ordinary.

The soldier frowned, took out a portrait from his arms, looked up and down at Yan Ming: "buy a horse?"

Yan Ming nods again.

The soldier put away the portrait and waved. A simple and honest middle-aged man came from the rear and asked softly, "this little brother, this horse is 75 Liang silver. How many horses do you want?"

The middle-aged man seems to be the owner of the stable, but he also wears simple clothes.

Yan Ming looked up and down at the middle-aged man and thought, "four."

The words fell, and the two soldiers were puzzled. The saber at their waist fell directly on Yan Ming's neck: "are you from Yuecheng? What do you want four horses to do?"

Yan Ming smiled: "isn't this going to war? Go to Mexico City and want to go to Wuzu camp to ask for a military position."

The stables owner wiped the sweat on his forehead and whispered, "two officials, the imperial court is strict these days. The horses sold are not enough for fine fodder. If this continues, the rest of the horses will not live..."

The two soldiers took back their sabres and walked gently to Yan Ming: "if you are from Yuecheng, where do you live?"

Yan Ming nodded and whispered, "it's my father who sells pork in Wangyue street."

The soldier turned back and asked, "where do you sell pork?"

The stable owner nodded: "there is a family surnamed Zhang. It seems that there is a son in the family. It's just..."

The stable owner paused and looked up and down at Yan Ming's clothes.

The soldier frowned, "just what?"

The stable owner looked at the dozens of horses behind him. He was already hungry and thin. He didn't want to do much. He had to shake his head: "nothing, but the boss surnamed Zhang picked up some and collected more small five Wen a few days ago."

At this point, the soldier put away his sabre.

Yan Ming took out a silver ticket from his arms and put it directly in the hands of the stables owner. When his hand touched the reins, two sabres fell from his neck.

Yan Ming's side eyes smiled: "Uncle Guan, what's the matter..."

The soldier said coldly, "how much can you earn from selling pork a year? Where did you get 300 Liang silver to buy horses? The team from Yue city to Mexico City started last night and joined the army with 50 Liang silver per person. You're late?"

Under the night.

The boy turned his back to the two soldiers and said slowly with his side eyes: "my father... He doesn't earn as much as the official."

These words, with a coquettish smile.

He looked back and saw that the man's skin mask was pulled off by the small soldier, revealing a gorgeous face.