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Seeing that she seemed to be thinking of leaving again, Nangong Fuchen sighed and told her casually: "I advise you to stay honest and don't look for death." ”

"You don't understand. She glanced at him, her voice deep, "Someone is waiting for me to help." ”

Nangong Fuchen crossed Erlang's legs, and Hang'er Lang said, "Then you can't go out." Otherwise, someone else's life will not be saved, and you will die first. ”

She didn't bother to say more, she got up and left, and when she reached the entrance of the cave, she suddenly stopped. She had to say that this snow-capped mountain was really an existence that she couldn't resist. In the face of nature, man will always be as small as an ant.

She didn't know if she would come back this time, so she sighed, turned her head, and said in a sad voice: "We are also acquaintances, I beg you for one thing." If I don't come back. Please bring the news of my death to the imperial capital of Xiangguo, a man named Murong Feng. ”

Murong Feng, is it her lover? Nangong Fuchen's heart was slightly sullen, as if he had been punched.

She didn't look back, but when the light fell on her, there was an indescribable beauty. He looked at her figure in a daze, and gradually moved away, and his cynical face showed a rare solemnity.

Trekking through mountains and rivers, nine deaths and one life.

If there is someone in the world who treats him, like she does to Murong Feng, his death is worth it.

Nangong Fuchen was not at ease in the end, and chased him out.

But this time, Ye Qiu'er was not so lucky. She had been crushed by the boulders scattered in the valley, had lost too much blood, and had been lying in the snow for a long time.

Looking at her pale face, Nangong Fuchen was very distressed.

"I'm here to tell you, if you say goodbye, you should keep it for yourself and tell your lover. ”

He carried her on his back and resolutely embarked on the road out of the valley. It's just that the road ahead is dangerous, and whether you can get out or not depends on luck.

Thankfully, their luck has been good. After three days and three nights, a sleepless and arduous trek, he finally took her out of the canyon.

Along the way, no matter what difficulties he encountered, he gritted his teeth and persevered. He had never been so serious in his life and wanted to protect someone.

He did it, and he should have been happy, but in the end he was physically exhausted, and collapsed in front of a wooden house in a daze.

When he awoke again, he found himself lying on a rudimentary plank bed, surrounded by animal skins and knives.

What about Ye Qiu'er?

Nangong Fuchen sat up suddenly, turned his head, and saw a familiar person lying beside him. At that moment, he burst into tears of excitement.

They were saved, they were saved!

Nangong Fuchen gently combed the hair next to Ye Qiu'er's cheeks, and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't let you die." ”

The way he looked at her was so affectionate and focused that he didn't even notice it.

This is a hunter, and even if they are lucky, there is probably only one trace of people in the entire snow-capped mountain. The old hunters go out early and return late, they don't talk much, and they are polite to them.

Ye Qiu'er was seriously injured, sometimes awake, sometimes sleepy, Nangong Fuchen went into the mountains to hunt with the old man in order to treat her.

It is rumored that the blood of the spirit fox in the snow mountain is a healing medicine. It's just that it's cunning by nature, and few people can catch it.

In order to trap the spirit fox, after he cast the net, he hid in the dark, did not eat or move, and stayed for a day. It was freezing cold, and no matter how thick Rao was, his hair and eyebrows were frozen.

The prince who is pampered and expensive is extremely expensive, how can he be half noble now.

The hard work paid off, and he finally caught the spirit fox, but when he bled and fed Ye Qiu'er medicine, he realized that his hands seemed to be frozen and kept shaking.

Afraid that she would feel guilty, he has been hiding it well. Or maybe she didn't care at all.

When she woke up, the first thing she said was, "When are we going back to Xiangguo?"

His eyes darkened, and he barely pulled out a smile: "Tomorrow." But there was a trace of loss in his eyes, and it disappeared in a flash.

Ye Qiu'er turned her face away and pretended not to see it. She didn't know how she survived, but it was not difficult to guess how many hardships and dangers there were.

During this time, she woke up from her dreams and could feel his care and care for her. If she has the opportunity, she will repay it well. But now, she really can't rest assured of that person.

The two hired a carriage, hurried their horses, and arrived at the capital of Xiangguo three days later.

However, as soon as he entered the city, the carriage was surrounded by officers and soldiers. Before Nangong Fuchen could figure out what was going on, the curtain of the car was suddenly opened, and a fist was waved towards his face.

Nangong Fuchen reacted quickly enough, his head was biased, he dodged the attack, and fought back with his fists.

The movements of the two were as fast and agile, and after a few moves, they were not equal, but they restrained each other and stalemate.

Ye Qiu'er saw the man clearly, and shouted: "Murong Feng, you, why are you here?"

Murong Feng's face was pale, he didn't speak, he hugged Ye Qiu'er, turned his head and left. Nangong Fuchen's eyes were cold, and he clasped Murong Feng's arm: "Put her down!"

The two men looked at each other coldly, their eyes full of murderous energy. The cramped space was suddenly filled with a thick smell of gunsmoke.

Ye Qiu'er looked at this, then at that, and hurriedly grabbed Nangong Fuchen: "I'm home, let's leave it at that." ”

Nangong Fuchen slowly let go of his hand, and smiled self-deprecatingly as he watched the two of them leave in such an ambiguous posture. No matter how hard he tries, he is an outsider after all.

On the way back, Ye Qiu'er shrank in Murong Feng's arms like a rabbit, and she didn't dare to come out.

She opened her mouth, but she didn't know where to start, so she had to close it stupidly. At this time, a sigh came from above his head: "Qiu'er, you suddenly said goodbye without saying goodbye, which frightened everyone." ”

Everyone, who are you, why do you use such words, such words? Ye Qiu'er was slightly stunned, and when she reacted, her heart was raised. She wanted to ask, what about you, are you worried? But she couldn't ask.

"I sent a lot of people to look for you, and today I heard a report from the spies of the Chu State, saying that you are with the eldest prince Nangong Fuchen, but I didn't expect it to be true. ”

"I don't have anything to do with him, we just bumped into him halfway. She was anxious to explain, for fear that he would misunderstand. He chuckled, as if breathless.

"It's good to be back. He looked down at her, his eyes gentle and delicate, "You are my only relative." I would be sorry to miss you at the wedding. ”

Ye Qiu'er's smile froze on her face, she almost forgot that their strategy to lure the enemy was to ask him to marry a princess from another country, and it was said that this princess was from Chechiguo. Che Chi has been rich in beauties since he was born. Yes, he deserves to be a princess Fengyi with a noble identity and a charming appearance.

"Don't worry, even if I get married in the future, I will cherish you as my own sister. ”

He obviously knew that they had already secretly promised in this life that they were not relatives, nor were they brothers and sisters, and what she wanted was a man who was wholeheartedly devoted to her! Ye Qiu'er wanted to be angry, but she had nowhere to vent.

After Murong Feng brought her into Liuchun Garden, he left. Ye Qiu'er heard that Murong Feng had been with Princess Na Fengyi for the past few days.

Ye Qiu'er sighed, this palace is really all cannibalistic. All the turmoil was stirred up.

Ye Qiu'er boiled the red lotus into a decoction and prepared to send it to Murong Feng, although he couldn't help himself, she couldn't watch him die.

The palace is lit up with lights and fireworks.

Ye Qiu'er walked on the road full of joy, and her heart was full of emotion.

At this time, Nangong Fuchen suddenly jumped out from the side. asked her with a smile: "It turns out that the person you like is the third prince Murong Feng." It's a pity that the person he wants to marry is not you. ”

When I saw Nangong Fuchen again, he was still handsome and unparalleled, and a strong sense of wealth and nobility came to his face.

Ye Qiu'er really wanted to give him a blank look: "What does this have to do with you?"

Just look at the refreshing one

(Tianjin)