Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

The birds in the forest piled up and the tide surged. Mu Rong sat there and dared not take a step outside. She refused his appearance, as if it were still in front of him, but he felt sad about his memory.

"Mu Rong."

A light pink Royal dress wrapped the curling figure. The pink gauze dress covered her thin and soft white skin. A Luo skirt like a snow lotus swayed slightly in the wind like the afterglow of the moonlight.

She smiled faintly and took on the appearance of Mu Rong's joy.

Mu Rong asked, "Yunxi, why are you back?"

Yunxi just shook her head and a wisp of green silk fell from her hair. She smiled: "what you just said, I thought for a long time, but I still decided to be with you. My fate with Jinghong is over."

Words, Yunxi cheeks crimson.

Murong saw Yunxi stepping towards him and hugged him directly. The sweet smell filled Murong's nose. When the tip of the knife touched Murong's back, Murong kicked her away.

Mu Rong was furious: "who?"

The woman opened her mouth slightly, but her eyes were angry: "you found it. It's not easy to deceive."

Mu Rong's breath was slow and took a step back: "Yunxi, no, this kind of person!"

The woman gently wiped her face, and the thin human skin mask like wings fell down, revealing a familiar and visible face. It was actually a Shangguan dream!

I didn't see Shangguan's dream on the day I left Qianling County, but I didn't think she was following here?

"The trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain is very clever. Those two girls take into account the princess's life, but they will lose your life. Do you have anything in mind?"

Shangguan Meng smiled, waved his hand, and the moment his belt was pulled out, it turned into a soft sword and a sharp blade! She stabbed Mu Rong without hesitation!

Mu Rong dodged all the way, exhausted all his strength, and finally fastened shangguanmeng's arm: "dead man, kill, brother, it has nothing to do with me!"

Shangguan Meng glanced at his red arm and said sarcastically, "whoever killed the prime minister, you are the one who didn't save him! All the blame should be borne by you!"

Between the words, Shangguan dream broke away from Mu Rong's arm.

Mu Rong no longer dodged, but jumped up and wanted to seal the acupoints of shangguanmeng, but she completely controlled it!

As like as two peas, he fell to the ground and the Shangguan dream directly bent over the wooden jaw and looked down at this face that was exactly like the wooden Yi Luo.

Mu Rong's acupoints were sealed and lay quietly under the tree. Looking at the withered leaves, his heart was withered.

Shangguan Meng's bright but sad and resentful eyes made him feel slightly familiar.

Tears filled his eyes. Shangguan Meng said fiercely: "I met my husband when I was seven. He was kind and brave, but now he has become so unbearable. You must have forced him!"

Mu Rong frowned: "seven years old?"

Shangguan Meng got up and drew a soft sword on Mu Rong's neck. Blood seeped out. She looked at her actions with satisfaction and couldn't help laughing: "nine years ago, I followed my father to Qianling county to calm the bandits. If Yi Luo hadn't protected me in the temple, my life would have been long gone. What a gentle man he was. In order to keep me warm, he threw his clothes into the fire."

Mu Rong suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the woman's white and beautiful face. All the memories burst into him at this moment

"Sister, have you been kicked out by your family?"

"How can anyone dare to beat me? I'm the favorite son of my father in the wooden house!"

In the 25th year of Wanli in Xizhou, he met a girl with vanity. He told the first and last lie of his life. He remembered the girl smiling with tears in her eyes when she was holding the dirty steamed bread. He also remembered the pain on his body and the blood under his body when he woke up, as well as the girl's absolute when she left.

Now, the girl pointed a long sword at him and asked him to pay for mu Yiluo!

Shangguan Meng stared coldly at the soft sword in his hand, and finally stabbed Mu Rong's chest! The soft sword was pierced by a sleeve arrow and directly shortened into two halves. Shangguan Meng dodged.

Blood slipped down the blue clothes

The acupoints on Mu Rong's body were untied. He just looked at the people who hurried in front of him and stretched out his hand to touch Yunxi's face.

It's soft and warm. It's a real touch. But his injured blood rubbed Yunxi's face. Mu Rong was flustered and wanted to wipe it clean for her, but it became more and more red.

Yunxi pressed the blood on his chest with one hand and read something flustered, as if in a dream. He didn't seem to hear anything. He just looked at Yunxi quietly and raised his lips slightly: "you, don't hide..."

Yunxi's eyes were soaked in tears and kept holding back: "hold on, we'll be out of the bicanglin right away. I'll save you, I'll save you! Don't hurt, don't fall asleep!"

He smiled brightly at the bottom of his eyes and said gently, "I can't see, understand..."

He seemed unable to hear what Yunxi said. He only saw Yunxi pull out the broken sword with his bare hands, instantly seal his front acupoints and reduce the flow of blood.

Her vigorous and resolute action, Mu Rong has always liked it, but she didn't think that the blood in her hand came from herself, and a touch of darkness covered up the bright. His sight became more and more blurred. At the bottom of his heart, he kept reading Yunxi and Shen Jinghong

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1 a.m. to 3 a.m..

The man held the boy chi, hired a horse to run, and rushed directly into Kyoto. The bodyguards guarding the city didn't see the face of the people entering the city at all. Only the blood stains left on the ground proved that he had been here.

Just the next moment, another horse galloped past again.

The night was long, and the doors of the medical museum were closed. Shen Jinghong surrounded the man in his arms and kicked open the door of the largest medical museum in Kyoto.

The guard boy sleeps dimly and casually says, "Why are you so unruly? Come back after the chicken crows tomorrow."

A long sword stood directly between the young man's neck. He trembled. The girl in front of him was full of blood. The hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

The man held by the handsome man was greatly injured. The blue clothes had already turned red, and the man's clothes had already been covered with blood.

The boy swallowed his saliva and opened the door with his left hand: "please... I, I'll call the doctor right away."

Yunxi takes back the sword, and Shen Jinghong walks directly into the gate of the medical museum with the sleepy Mu Rong in his arms.

Along the way, Mu Rong pulled Yunxi's hand. His hands are rare and cold

When Shen Jinghong put him gently on the bed, he didn't let go. Shen Jinghong whispered, "it'll be ready soon. We're here. You have to wait. Do you hear me?"

Even if the acupoints were used to seal the speed of blood flow in his chest, the blood still seeped out, faster and faster.

Yunxi just looked, and the pain in his heart became more and more prosperous.

The doctor was wearing clothes while running, and the boy followed the doctor with a panic on his face. The doctor hurriedly put the medicine box on the table and took out a pair of scissors.

The boy carefully lit the candle.

The light lit up Mu Rong's pale face full of cold sweat.

Yunxi pulled Mu Rong's hand away and walked behind the doctor.

The doctor carefully cut the clothes moistened by blood on Mu Rong's chest. When he saw the wound, his expression was rare and heavy. He said cautiously: "excuse me, childe, can he hear no sound?"

Shen Jinghong looked at Yunxi and nodded: "he has been in a coma for several hours, doctor."

The doctor shook his head slightly: "if I guessed right, it should be diluted smallpox powder. Even though the north and south of the river have seen many cases, it really can't solve the poison of smallpox powder."

"What did you say! Say it again!" Shen Jinghong suddenly grabbed the doctor's collar. "Today I brought people here, but you told me I couldn't save them?"

The doctor looked nervous and hurriedly said: "although smallpox powder is not a fatal blow, the sword wound itself hurt the little childe's heart. I have been practicing medicine for many years and can't......"

"Senior brother..."

There was a weak voice nearby. Shen Jinghong pushed the doctor away and sat directly beside the bed. He hurriedly said, "elder martial brother is here, elder martial brother is here..."

He wiped the sweat from Mu Rong's temples with his sleeve, and the whole person was shaking.

The doctor took advantage of this and fled with the boy in a hurry.

Yunxi stood quietly by the bed and looked at Mu Rong's beautiful little face. His fingers were clenched, and the fine blood was soaked on the floor bit by bit. The rotten skin in his hand was far less painful than the pain in his heart.

The heavy eyes moved half closed. Mu Rong's lips were extremely pale at this time. It seemed that he had exhausted his strength. He stared at Yunxi and said with a smile after a long time: "Yunxi, you go out first..."

Have those beautiful hands become like this at this time?

Although his eyes were a little blurred, he could still see the red and dazzling blood. Yunxi moved slightly and went out. Mu Rong raised his hand and said to Shen Jinghong, "elder martial brother... Help me..."

Shen Jinghong got up and padded the pillow behind him. He finally leaned against the soft collapse.

The inner room of the hospital was not bright, only the only candle lit up his blurred vision.

Mu Rong nodded and looked at Shen Jinghong, but his expression was half Numb: "right... I can't afford... I don't want to... Let her see me... So... Like this."

He spoke with difficulty and his voice shook badly.

It is said that senior brother has a beautiful face. He was born with a face of love and fortune. I don't know who I can marry. Now looking back on the past 14 years, it's just a laugh at thousands of scenery.

Yunxi is worthy of his pleasure and that of his senior brother.

Shen Jinghong rubbed his hair with Mu Rong's smile: "don't say sorry, you're not sorry for senior brother anywhere. If you're tired, have a good rest in senior brother's arms. Senior brother won't let anyone disturb you!"

This time his gentle action was bitter in Mu Rong's heart, and Yunxi did the same to him that day.

Mu Rong shook his head, but his eyes were gradually lax: "I used to like her..."

Shen Jinghong punched Mu Rong on the couch and directly carried him on his back. He held back the pain in his heart and roared, "if you like it, you like it. Elder martial brother doesn't let you like it. If you like it, you will survive and let the emperor marry her to you! Elder martial brother, go to the imperial hospital and let the imperial doctor diagnose and treat you. If you can't save you here, elder martial brother will change a place!"

Mu Rong buried his head in Shen Jinghong's body, and his eyes became heavier and heavier.

His back was as warm as when he first met that year. His beautiful eyes were as good as the day he first met, but he never smiled again. That year, the elder martial brother extended his hand to him, which was equivalent to giving him a new life.

But he fell in love with his senior brother's favorite person. He was selfish once, but the senior brother has never been selfish.

Shangguan Meng was wronged with him, but he and his senior brother were in debt.

The temperature of his body is getting lower and lower, and the strength of his palm is getting smaller and smaller, until he can no longer grasp his clothes

His smile is getting lighter and lighter

Elder martial brother, if there is an afterlife, I will treat you well

Outside the medical hall, the autumn wind was rustling. Shen Jinghong stepped directly on the horse and went directly to the palace.

The arm of the person behind him fell heavily