There was no word that night, and the moonlight was like water.

Naturally, Xin Yi had nightmares again, and every time that beautiful and handsome face appeared in her dreams, she couldn't discern what she was feeling about him now.

But the only thing that is clear is that she is in pain every time, but she wakes up crying every time.

Chang Rongguang still slept on the ground in front of her couch, accompanying her all night, without many words or actions, only when she cried so much that reality in her dreams was inseparable, gently wiped away the tears on her face.

At that time, his fingertips were always extraordinarily gentle.

On the twentieth day, the morning light poured in like crushed gold, the mist rose in the mountains, and the apes and birds chirped.

Xin Yi opened his eyes, saw Chang Rongguang wiping the handle of the knife beside him, looked at the cold bunk he slept on for days, and apologized: "Chang ...... I've been having a nightmare these days, thank you...... Otherwise, I'll help you, comb your hair, your ink hair is too messy......"

Chang Rongguang turned his head to look at her, quietly.

Xin Yi when he acquiesced. I rocked the four-wheeled cart and got down, came to the bronze mirror, and picked up the wooden grate.

Chang Rongguang groaned slightly, but he didn't refuse, estimating the height of the two people, he sat on the ground in front of Xin Yi, so that Xin Yi could just touch his head.

Xin Yi began to grate her hair, and she found that the man's black hair was excellent, like satin, shimmering, flowing like water between her fingers, and sliding down as soon as she slid down.

"Chang Yuguang, how good your ink hair is, better than a woman. Why are you messing around all day? Xin Yi didn't have a pair to speak, Ying was dexterous, smoothed his hair, and pulled a simple bun for the man.

Then she picked up a knife on the wooden table again, and looked thoughtfully at Chang Guang's beard: "If you don't mind, I'll help you straighten your beard again?"

Always be silent, close your eyes and recuperate.

Xin Yi also acquiesced to him, broke his head back slightly, and helped him shave off all the green stubble.

One bows his head and the other tilts his head. Within a few minutes, Chang Yuguang closed her eyes, her swallowtail-like eyelashes did not move at all, and Xin Yi had no distractions, because she was really afraid that she would break the man's appearance.

However, Xin Yi unexpectedly found that some sweat oozed from Chang Guangguang's forehead. Hot sweat.

I don't know if it's nervous or what.

Xin Yi glanced at the man and made sure that he hadn't opened his eyes from beginning to end, his fingertips quickened, and after a while, he helped Chang Yuguang clean his beard.

"Alright, you look up and I'll take a look. This girl's masterpiece. Xin Yi put down the knife and smiled, Chang Rongguang opened his eyes and turned his head.

However, at that moment, Xin Yi's gaze was a little fixed again.

She knew that the man's eyebrows and eyes were extremely good-looking, with the charm of a little brother, but in the past, the stubble and ink were messy, as if to cover up his elegance, and today she can see the true face of Mingzhu.

It was a completely different look from Chang'an City.

Such as Jiang Li and others. The face is unparalleled, like the bright moon, every inch of bones is almost perfect, and every inch of skin is like a god's pen, stained with a little dirt in the world.

However, often light, looking at it separately, it doesn't feel like it, and even has defects, but when it is combined, it can make people never get tired of looking at it, a unique charm, and it is natural.

This black-clothed swordsman is not a prosperous and wealthy flower, but a good man in the rivers and lakes, dressed in a cloth and treading the waves, drinking into the bowels and fighting with swords.

The world is chic and chic guests, unruly in wind and rain, knives are like snow, and wine is affectionate.

Xin Yi flashed thousands of comments, but looked at Chang Rongguang quietly, and couldn't find a suitable one.

Xu stared at it for too long, Chang suddenly stood up, turned around a little panicked, and took the bamboo basket and was about to go out.

Xin Yi also came to his senses, and subconsciously shouted, "Chang Yuguang, where are you going?"

"Collect medicine. Chang Feiguang paused and added, "I'll be back in three hours." ”

Xin Yi realized that he was talking about collecting medicine for himself, and thinking of the big worm that suddenly broke in that day, Xin Yi lost the courage to stay alone, so he also proposed to follow him.

Chang Rongguang pondered for a long time, gave Xin Yi a medicine bag, and responded.

This is the first time Xin Yi has stepped out of the grassland.

The surrounding dense forests, fragrant grass and trees, the scenery is very good, and the big insects and insects that occasionally encounter them seem to smell the smell of the medicine sac, and automatically retreat.

"This medicine really works. Avoid insects. But even fierce beasts can be avoided, and the effect of the medicine is really extraordinary. Xin Yi praised it from the bottom of his heart.

Chang Rongguang walked in the mountains and forests, led the way in front, and said lightly: "It's not medicine." It is a kind of poison of traits. It's not easy to make. ”

"Poisonous, no wonder, so effective. Xin Yi smiled in surprise, "How many more things do you still make?"

Chang didn't answer. Because the conversation between the two was interrupted by a coquettish voice.

"Yo, even this kind of person can come and get a hundred feathers?"

A group of more than a dozen people came from the other side of the mountain road and stopped in front of Xin Yi and the others. The leader is a man who looks like a master, but the one who is in charge is a woman in a crimson shirt, full of pearls and emeralds, and gorgeous clothes.

The rest of the dozen soldiers and slaves, with swords and halberds, and a medicine box with dry food, seemed to have been in the mountains for a few days.

The red-shirted woman's gaze first focused on Chang Beiguang's face, and the bottom of her eyes flashed with amazement, but then glanced at his cloth shirt and shoes, it was a little pity, she pursed her mouth in disgust, and turned her gaze to Xin Yi.

She snorted and laughed, "Yo, this is a big white horn, isn't it?" A swordsman, a cripple, just the two of you, also want to go into the mountains and compete with us for the tribute quota of the hundred bird clothes?

Princess Chu Yue.

Xin Yi shuddered. The poison sac to ward off insects fell to the ground.

Chang Ying glanced at her, and his eyes darkened.

Seeing Xin Yi's reaction, the woman became more and more proud, and said with a smile: "What kind of person is King Regent Yue, who didn't notice it with a mask before, but now he has reached the top of glory, the peak of power, and his face is even more peerless. The things that can be sent to him are all top-level tributes, and you small people in the mountains and wilderness don't know if you dare to get involved in this kind of business?"

Xin Yi gripped the handle of the four-wheeled bicycle tightly, and trembled even more.

Chang Rongguang glanced at her, and actually took the initiative to speak: "Princess Chuyue? ”

The woman raised her eyelids disdainfully: "Sure enough, I didn't see it." The two saints are in charge of the world, and the king of Jin has taken the girl Wu into the mansion, which is the ironclad choice of the princess. So if today's attention is the candidate for Princess Yue. Most likely, they say, it is the concubine of the Wei family. Although the above words did not come down, eight or nine are not far from ten. So everyone was busy fighting the princess and laughed. The color head is accurate, and when she really becomes a princess, the benefits will be greatly gone. ”

At that time, the four families in Guanzhong were second only to the five surnames and seven wangs, Jingzhao Wei.

Now there are only three Wei families left with the five surnames, and Jing Zhaowei's status has risen sharply.

Jingzhao Wei's daughter, Princess Chuyue.

Chang Rongguang didn't speak. Xin Yi didn't speak, she couldn't count, the three words "Princess Yue" were like a small sword, stabbing her temples with dull pain.