The cold winter night in Yecheng is even deeper. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was a beautiful man driving the carriage to the outskirts of Yecheng, a middle-aged woman sat in the carriage, opened the curtain and couldn't help but look out, in fact, in the dense fog and frosty weather, you can only see the outside is dark and oppressive, the woman looked left and right, and saw the light from a few places like a ghostly lantern from a distance, so she asked the beautiful man in front to rush there.

The dead old man said that he was looking for him, so he carved a mark on the big locust tree at the door, and when he left Dongfeng Gate, there would be some ghost fire lantern to lead the way. The black light blinds the fire, making the gods chatter, which is really torturous. The woman was Cui Niang, wrapped in a fur-collared cloak, but inside was an inappropriate nightgown, as if she had just been pulled out of the bed and hurried on.

"Cui Niang, I'm sorry! I won't let you sleep well in the middle of the night. I can't find the direction in the southeast and northwest, so I can only remember that there is a hidden Mr. Liu to rely on. I think Mr. Liu avoided me, but he couldn't let go of Cui Niang after all! Sure enough! No wonder the world said that heroes are sad to pass the beauty pass!" The one driving the carriage was Zi Mo, and he joked with Cui Niang while hurrying.

"Your Highness, really, it's not natural for you to let me do something。。。。。。! Cui Niang was praised like this in the carriage, and she suddenly didn't feel tired. Although he complained, he still covered his mouth and smiled secretly, knowing that it was Changgong who was coaxing her to be happy, so he said, "That old man knew that he had caused trouble for His Highness, and he hid without the face to see you! He was afraid that Your Highness would not forgive him, and you said that you would tolerate the things he did behind his back, and he was willing to believe him, and the emperor wanted to treat him as a thief, fortunately, Your Highness, you did not suspect him!"

"Cui Niang, Mr. Liu is still willing to leave a secret message waiting for us to find him, so he also believes in me. I know how the gentleman treats me, and he knows how I treat him. Don't worry, I have a request for Mr. Yu today, and his willingness to see me is the greatest affection. Why do you have to talk to a family, you don't have to worry anymore. Zimo comforted Cui Niang.

"Yes。。。。。。 Cui Niang nodded.

As they spoke, the ghost lanterns along the way floated with them to a mountain inn. Zimo stopped the carriage and got off the horse with Cui Niang's men.

After knocking on the door, an old man inside covered one eye with an eye patch and sneakily opened the door of the store. Cui Niang was a little scared, and hid behind Zi Mo, Zi Mo stepped forward and said, "Dare to ask Mr. Liu if he is there?"

The one-eyed old man swept Zi Mo up and down, and looked back at the eyes of the person behind him, as if he had received some instructions, and finally let Zi Mo and them in.

There was a man sitting alone by the window of the shop, the moonlight reflecting the gray hair, the beard was longer, and the face was weathered. I haven't seen him for a while, and the familiar and kind silhouette makes Zi Mo smile. Carrying Cui Niang together, he sat on the opposite seat of the man.

"Sir, on such a cold day, you shouldn't sit with a cold wind, and you should be guilty of cold legs again. Zimo filled the glass of wine to the gentleman sitting on the other side, and when he saw that he still appeared in front of his eyes, his heart warmed for a while.

Mr. Liu raised his eyes and looked at Cui Niang and the beautiful child, as if in the desert of the north of the Saibei, the three of them sat face to face in the tent, chatting, not a family, but they already had a tacit understanding like blood relatives.

Mr. Liu raised his glass and took a sip, stroked his long beard, and said, "Your Highness should recuperate well, how is the leg injury? You are young, you can't leave any problems, how ugly it should be!"

"Heh, I'm not like Mr., Cui Niang stews soup for me every day, and the beef bones and pork bones don't fall down!" Zi Mo smiled mischievously, it was this unscrupulous smile that made Cui Niang finally settle down when she looked at them, old and young. Twisting the side of his face, he secretly wiped his tears. Zi Mo saw it, and also poured a glass of wine for Cui Niang to warm her body.

Mr. Liu glanced at His Royal Highness Changgong, whose hair was stained with hoarfrost, and did not sell it, and said, "Your Highness, I know why you came to me. The man you are looking for came out of Yecheng a few hours ago, and if you go south, you will surely find him. Without further ado, otherwise I really want to leave His Royal Highness to accompany the old man to talk about family life. ”

"Mr. Xie!" Zi Mo didn't say much, as soon as he heard Mr. Liu point out where to go, he lifted his cloak and went out, saying as he walked, "Borrow Mr. horse, if Mr. is not at ease, I will take Cui Niang down first." Looking back and smiling, Cui Niang's face turned red. Mr. Liu wrinkled his dry face, coughed a few times, shook his head and looked at Chang Gong, who could still talk and laugh with him so freely after a catastrophe, and his heart was also relieved, he stood up, and bowed respectfully to Zi Mo.

"The old man has taught His Royal Highness for 20 years, today is the time for the old man to comfort him, His Royal Highness has an extraordinary mind, I Liu someone can have a student like Changgong in this life, it is really a blessing for three lives! His Royal Highness almost died, but he can still believe in me and use me, and be worshiped by the old man。。。。。。 ”

Seeing Mr. like this, Zi Mo stopped and turned around and said, "Sir, why do you need to be like this between you and me. A teacher for one day, a father for life, and a long flattery. Han Zigao believes that Mr. also has a hard time, Han Zigao has been by Changgong's side for two years and has not harmed me, and sir, Changgong does not speculate!"

Murong Chong stumbled on top of the carriage, only to feel that his eyes and hands were tied, and he was annoyed in his heart, but he also stuffed a cloth ball in his mouth, so he couldn't scold if he wanted to, and he couldn't shout a few times. Lying on his back, his back bones creaking from the carriage, he simply reasoned in the strange darkness, how did he get to this place?!

The dignified manly husband was actually kidnapped?! Is it tolerable or unbearable! Listening to the voice, it is obvious that he is out of the palace of Yecheng, and someone can make him unconscious and transport him out of the palace without knowing it, this ability should be the emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty!

Gao Zhan is really a person who ignores ethics and is determined to fight Chang Gong to the end! Thinking of this, Murong Chong felt that his teeth itched with hatred, and he used such a secret arrow to hurt people with a poisonous plan, it was really not the work of a big husband!

Murong Chong is also a person with a strong temperament, how could he be caught with his hands tied? The person who was holding him coerced must have felt that he had lost his mind and tied his hand casually in front of him, Murong Chong raised his hand and struggled to reach the foreign object stuffed in his mouth. With a single effort, the disgusting thing, which had been wet with his saliva, finally came out. The jaw that was stretched open ached for a while, and Murong Chong took a sip and began to raise his hand to reach for something that was blindfolded to himself.

There was a bump in the carriage, and Murong Chong almost hit the window lattice, and the black cloth that covered his eyes was also torn off crookedly.

His teeth were sore, but without further ado, Murong Chong still desperately used his teeth to bite the thick rope tied to his hand. The corners of his lips were bleeding, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and just wanted to get out of this unknown danger as soon as possible.

Sensing that his body was weak, Murong Chong felt even more ominous in his heart. This reminded him of the situation after the defeat of the Yan Kingdom and the fact that life was worse than death after being captured by Fu Jian. Gao Zhan was so vicious, he used such indiscriminate methods against him, and he used an aphrodisiac medicine that could make people's internal breath chaotic.

Shameless thing!

Murong Chong sat in the carriage, sobered up, but his hands and feet were still numb and weak! Anger rolled in his chest, thinking of the verbal humiliation of the officials of the Qi State and Liu Ziye in Zhongshu Province, Na Danfeng's slender eyes were scarlet.

This three indiscriminate medicines must have been mixed with his wine when he was drinking with people in Zhongshu Province! Murong Chong carefully recalled the scene where he drank with others, and felt that it must have been Liu Ziye or the eunuch beside the emperor, but when all kinds of details passed through his mind, and then fixed in the most suspicious picture in hindsight, Murong Chong was taken aback for no reason! How could it be him?!!

Perhaps it was the momentary shock that made Murong Chong lose his vigilance and defense, and the horses pulling the carriage stopped in a hurry, and Murong Chong in the carriage almost rolled out. Fortunately, the hemp rope that tied his hand was finally broken, and he held on to the window lattice in time so that no one could notice anything unusual in the car.

"Hey, you fool, you can't catch a car!" someone outside the carriage scolded.

"What can I do, it's dark, how can I see the road clearly! It is inevitable that the horse will stumble! I said, where are we two going to send the people in this car? It's freezing in the cold, and this errand is very painful!" the coachman complained.

"Heh, where are you going to send it? Naturally, it's going to be sent to Lord Yama! But ah, I just took a sneak look, tsk, this first beauty of the Northern Dynasties is really worthy of her reputation! You said that he was thirteen years old and he was fascinated by Na Fu Jian, which is really different from rough people like us! Smooth skin and tender flesh。。。。。。 Hey, hey, hey. ”

The other man smiled obscenely, and Murong Chong thought that when he was unconscious, he didn't know where he had been touched, but his eyes were murderous, and his heart became disgusting. But he couldn't have a seizure, and hurriedly untied the restraints on his feet.

"Really? Oh, this adult's order wants us to do it cleanly, and we must not leave any trouble! It's almost more than two miles out of Yecheng, and seeing that this land is barren and mountainous, it's time to do it, why am I a little reluctant to do it。。。。。。 The beauty who captivated the country and the city died in the hands of our brothers, but it was a bit of a violent thing. The coachman glanced back greedily and licked his tongue, and his lustful attitude was disgusting.

"To say that this Murong Chong came to Northern Qi and won the emperor's appreciation, it is also because of his complexion, but unfortunately, such a calamity Lord can't see him messing up my dynasty's discipline, and today our brother is also regarded as a Qing monarch, and he has to do it. But。。。。。。 The other man took the reins and dismounted, smiled evilly in the carriage and said, "Let's take good care of this Lord Murong, and it is not in vain that he has come to this world for a lifetime!"

"Yes! Yes, God doesn't know it, so it's not wronged!" the coachman echoed despicably, rubbing his palms impatiently, and the miserated turned around with a smile and crawled into the carriage.

However, before the curtain could be lifted, the shameless man only stuck his head over and was kicked off the car with a slam kick. Holding his chest, the man fell to the ground in pain, and the man next to him drew his sword violently to meet him, and what came out of the carriage was Murong Chong, whose hair was loose and his long hair hung down at the waist.