"Do you know that the slap you slapped me in the face hurt so much that it made me die of pain. ”

She wanted to cry, but just as she could not cry when the loud slap sounded, she could not say a word, nor could she explain it. Lian Ya held her hand before she died, and no one could bear to refuse the pleading plea in her eyes, she said to her, don't be so cruel to tell the truth to Suisheng, she lost the bet, lost her own life, and lost the child's life, but this has nothing to do with him, she loves him and doesn't want him to live with such a burden......

Lian Ya was right before she died, she Mei Ziyan was not willing to live with such a burden on her back.

Therefore, she left, left Xuanyang Palace, went to the South China Sea Medical Sacred Valley, and also traveled through many famous mountains and rivers. But I didn't expect that the Xuanyang Mansion would agree to the marriage with the prince of Mu's Suide.

Want to force her to go back? The fake county lord in the palace must be Meng Miao, who is full of scheming and mischief, plus Sima Xingnan, who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, stirring up troubled waters.

But Mu Cheng seemed to have a crush, the smile on the corner of her lips was faint, thinking of the incident of Suiyuan that day, the pain on Mu Cheng's face was so familiar, perhaps, once upon a time, it also appeared on his face.

The alienated gaze when he was cold, and the ridicule when he was annoyed by her, he was elegant and handsome, and he still had that side. Such a person is his husband, I don't know if he will be happy, but it is certain that such a marriage will not be lonely.

She was hungry and sleepy, but she couldn't sleep, and there were so many things unsafe in the wilderness.

When she heard a few wolf howls, she was sure that it wasn't a dream. God willing, that wolf will not fall into this trap as unlucky as she did.

The autumn night was very cold, she hugged her body, cold, hungry and sleepy, in order to refresh herself, she shrunk and sang softly:

Listen to me call the spring water cold, and watch me make the green fields yellow.

Who said that Qiuxia was worried, and Yanbo Lin was wild..........

The flowers fall red, the red maple is red, and the wings are spread and the two flying swallows are flying........

......

I don't know how long later, a burst of fire entered her eyes in the hazy sleepiness, and she woke up suddenly, and saw the dumb slave with her eyes wide open.

"Did the bluebird bring you here?" she said, delighted and frustrated, "my foot hurts." ”

The mute slave did not answer, but tied a long, thick hemp rope around her waist. The hemp rope had already been tied to a thick boxwood tree outside by him, and he pulled the hemp rope up by himself first, and then pulled Mei Ziyan up.

There was a glimmer of dawn in the sky, and Mei Ziyan had never felt that the sky was so beautiful.

The mute slave looked at her, the last trace of worry hidden from his indifferent face, and leaned over to pinch her ankle, and she frowned in pain.

"Why didn't you say a word here?" he said, gesticulating, "You deserve to die!"

Mei Ziyan carried the bee cage and said aggrievedly: "I know, I know, I will definitely take you to jump the trap next time!"

The dumb slave looked at her like this, suddenly smiled, reached out and brushed a few dead leaves from the tips of her hair, her eyes were clear and smiling, she couldn't hide a little pity, and her eyes fell on the bee cage in her hand and it was a little colder.

He carried her on his back and walked on a mountain road full of weeds.

"Dumb slave, look, Daystar!" she said, pointing to the sky, "The big and bright one, have you seen it?" I used to see it in Qinglin Mountain!"

A wry smile broke out on his lips, he actually wanted to tell her that under the sky on the other side, the morning star he saw was more beautiful and brighter. There was an endless grassland and a vast blue sky, but he didn't understand the value of that peaceful life before, and now there was no possibility of returning to the past.

"Dumb slave, you smiled so beautifully just now, tomorrow in the grass house to laugh at a few more women who are fascinated by the heavenly capital," she thought for a while, and suddenly slapped her forehead, "I'll just say that you are missing a scimitar! Tomorrow I will go to the blacksmith Lao Zhang's house in the bazaar to get you one, and see who dares to say that my dumb slave is not a handsome young man from Xirong?!"

The dumb slave was so angry that he almost wanted to throw her down, this woman is terrible when she is serious, and she is very hateful when she lacks roots!

"Dumb slave, are you tired? Shall I tell you a joke? Once upon a time there was a rabbit that was going to race against a tortoise, and guess who won? Would you guess wrong anyway or not?"

He shook his head.

"If you guess the rabbit, I'll tell you that the rabbit went to the hibiscus tent at night and fell asleep during the race the next day, and if you guess the tortoise, then I'll tell you, the tortoise also visited the hibiscus tent the night before, haha......"

Boring! He said secretly in his heart, but he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

After leaving Shangchun Valley and arriving at Shangjia Village, the dumb slave put her down and let her sit on the granite in front of a house, and he went to the stone stake behind the house to lead the horse. At this time, she suddenly heard the chaotic and powerful sound of horses' hooves from far and near, Mei Ziyan was startled, and before she could come back to her senses, a white horse rushed to the front, and behind her was a large firelight, dazzling people's eyes.

The white horse neighed, was strangled by someone, and immediately got down, and felt that his face was ugly and very scary in the firelight, Mei Ziyan did not forget to raise his hand to him in surprise, and said:

"Persimmon, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you're also interested in the red bees in Shangchun Valley?

"Yan'er," the people behind Mu Cheng also dismounted, and Suzaku rushed forward to hug Mei Ziyan, and said worriedly: "You have been missing all night, but you scared me to death!

The dumb slave led the horse out of the shadow of the house, Mu Cheng glanced at him, and said coldly to Suzaku:

"You're too worried, she's been taken care of well, and it's just a superfluous move to come here!"

"I-" Mei Ziyan opened her mouth to argue, but she was speechless for a while.

"It's just that my Suide Wangfu is the kind of cheap place where you can come and go? Mei Ziyan, if there is still a situation where you don't return at night, don't blame me for not driving you away for the sake of King Shou!" He flicked his sleeves coldly, and no longer looked at her, and then got on his horse and left, and several entourages also followed vigilantly.

The dumb slave picked up Mei Ziyan and put her on the horse. When Mu Cheng stopped his horse and looked back, he happened to see this scene, her arms wrapped around the neck of the Xirong boy, her slender body snuggled in his arms, her black hair hanging down to cover half of her face, and she couldn't see whether the expression on her face was happy or indifferent. He snorted coldly, and the whip swung heavily, and the white horse's hooves spread out and flew away.

The next day, when Suzaku applied ointment to her feet and rubbed them vigorously, Mei Ziyan screamed in pain: "Suzaku, I warn you, if you mess around again, I will let people call Lu Siqing to go——!

Suzaku was still in a trance, and said to himself: "It's unreasonable, the prince shouldn't be like this, he shouldn't turn his face like this, how can a person who can be as small as he can be, why doesn't he have the slightest demeanor of a handsome boy to you?

"You just study it well, no one in the sky is more gossip than you, I want to hype up things that are obvious at a glance into a long story that is extremely complicated and has a lot of causes and consequences, you go tell the story!" Mei Ziyan glanced at her angrily, "I still have time to see what my red bee has cultivated, and I have to listen to your nonsense." ”