Chapter 364: Sweet dimples

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"Hiss......" After a moment's thought, a pain immediately came from the back of his head. Ma Cong stretched out his hand to support his head, trying to get out of bed to find out the current situation, but heard a woman's voice suddenly come: "Are you awake?" ā€

Although this voice was familiar, it was not until that picturesque face appeared in front of him that Ma Cong's heart was still shocked!

"Feng, Miss Feng...... How did you end up here? ā€

Feng Yueyan's worried face finally showed a hint of joy, and she half-squatted down and said, "You still remember me, it seems that there is no big problem!" ā€

Ma Cong became more and more puzzled, simply closed his eyes, and began to recall the last picture before he fell unconscious......

He only remembered that as soon as he let go of Li Mu'er's hand, a woman's figure pounced on him and pulled him in one direction. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but noticed that a piece of iron suddenly flew from above. Almost instinctively, he shouted "Be careful", and then hugged the thin figure in front of him!

The piece of iron smashed into his head, instantly rendering him unconscious.

Feng Yueyan saw his thoughtful look, and her two eyebrows frowned slightly, "Do you remember it?" "You saved me, thank you for saving me again......"

"Again?"

Ma Cong looked up suspiciously, only to find that Feng Yueyan was not dressed up by the usual ladies in the capital, but dressed as a neat Mongolian girl!

What's more, this dress doesn't look strange on her.

Before Feng Yueyan could answer, another figure blocked his sight, handed over a glass of water and said to him, "Master Ma should drink a glass of water first." ā€

"Sir!" Ma Cong was quite happy when he saw that the person who came was Chaolu, "It's okay if you're okay!" But for a moment, why did Chaolu come to save them when he didn't know him?

Now that I think about it, it should be Feng Yueyan's credit. I had to thank for saving my life, Ma Cong stared at Feng Yue and said, "Thank you Miss Feng." ā€

"You don't just want to thank Suzhna, you have to thank me." Another voice came, and Ma Cong looked at it, and the little girl was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember it.

After all, he couldn't connect Feng Yueyan with the Tatar envoys!

"What, don't you remember me? My name is Qimuge, and we have raced horses together! ā€

"Its wooden grid!" Ma Cong's head hurt even more from this repeated shock, "How could it be you?!" ā€

"Well, you have to thank me too, if I hadn't persuaded Chaolu, you would have been starved to death by now!"

When the word "death" is mentioned, Ma Cong inevitably thinks of his brothers who were born and died together, as well as Li Mu'er, who was worried about him, "Qi Muge, can you see the female bachelor?" Is she okay? Is she okay? ā€

Obviously she was already like this, and she was still thinking about the female bachelor, Feng Yueyan couldn't help laughing at herself and said with a smile: "Don't worry, she should be fine." ā€

"What do you mean it should be fine?" Ignoring the pain, Ma Cheng stood up suddenly, "What did you do to them?" Look at what you're wearing, you're Mongols?! Suzhna? Your name is not Feng Yueyan, you are a Mongolian spy? ā€

Feng Yueyan was forced to feel uncomfortable by his words, and retreated to Qi Muge's side step by step, not knowing how to face him.

He was right, she was a Mongol, and everything she moved to the capital from the south was just a disguise.

"Surina is not a spy!" Seeing her dodging, Qi Muge hurriedly helped her argue, "If you are not grateful, don't misinterpret Su Rina!" ā€

"She's not, so you're always, right? Tell me what you are going to do when you take me here? ā€

"You!"

Seeing that the two sides were about to quarrel, Feng Yueyan took a deep breath, stood in the middle and shouted: "Don't quarrel!" ā€

"Its wooden lattice...... Let me have a few words with him alone. ā€

Although he was a little reluctant, his Muge and Chaolu still went out in response.

The surroundings immediately fell silent, and Ma Cong probably felt a little overreacting, and said embarrassedly: "Miss Feng, I also believe that you are not a spy of the Mongols, but you ......"

Unexpectedly, Feng Yueyan interrupted him and said, "I am, I am indeed a Mongolian." ā€

"What?" Ma Cong froze at her in confusion.

This was probably the first time he had stared at her so seriously, Feng Yueyan smiled at this, and when she smiled, she would reveal two sweet dimples. It's just that everyone doesn't know that in the Tatar steppe, among the children who grew up with the Great Khan Batu Menk, there was also a girl with long eyelashes and sweet dimples when she laughed, and her name was Suzhna......

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On the other side, when Li Mu'er woke up, she had already returned to Ningxia City.

No one in the room was waiting for her to wake up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she felt a sense of loneliness in her face, almost wetting her eyes again.

Struggling to get out of bed and pick up the double sword, he stepped out of the door, but he didn't see anyone. Li Mu'er knew that this place was different from the capital, it was always on alert, and no one would care about her life or death.

She pulled herself together and took a deep breath to make her steps look less awkward.

The thing to do is very simple, whether she has found Ma Cong or not, she has not yet waited for the final answer.

"Miss, are you awake?" Walking out of the courtyard gate, he met Feng Rusong, he didn't look very good, and he just came back from the front hall after talking.

Li Mu'er's words were straightforward: "You know what I want to ask......"

Feng Rusong was stunned, and he didn't mean to deliberately cover it up, and replied: "Leave a team of people to continue looking." You're hurt, so I'll bring you back first. ā€

There is nothing wrong with this, she nodded, and continued to ask, "Master Ma, is he okay?" ā€

"Master Ma is very calm."

That's good, Li Mu'er instantly wiped away her superfluous emotions, and found a calm tone: "You're right, if you don't find Brother Cong, there is still hope." ā€

Finally hearing her positive tone, Feng Irisong nodded comfortingly. Looking at her haggard look, he felt worried again, and said, "Miss, you should have also discovered that the internal force of your sealing, because of these several stimuli, has been washed away." In the future, we must recuperate. ā€

Naturally, Li Mu'er raised her right arm lightly, the meridians that had been damaged by going mad were full of true qi at the moment, and it seemed that the internal force was washed away, which was not a bad thing.

So she smiled lightly and said, "Dao Chief, if you are in the capital, I will be grateful for what you said." But this is at the border pass, the flames of war may be ignited at any time, and you, like others, look down on me as a weak woman? ā€

"Weak woman?" Feng Irimatsu also laughed and pointed at her sword, "Feng doesn't dare to think so......"

Li Mu'er was about to reply, but there was a sudden movement outside. Listening carefully, the movement is not small, and the neat footsteps are like drums, Rao is a "layman" can guess - this is going to send troops!

(To be continued.) )