Feng Lan was born in the dust, except for being shy and careful on weekdays, she didn't say a few words with An Ning, how could she have the courage to contact Yang Zheming?

Is she willing to live with Yang Zheming?

An Ning thought about it here, and Qiao Si and Qiao Wu came over, and when they saw An Ning coming out of the tent, they were very happy and hurriedly surrounded them. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

An Ning restrained his emotions, and the two brothers had not been idle in the past few days, going around to inquire about the news, exploring the terrain, and even drew the approximate location of the grassland into a map of mountains and rivers.

Qiao Wu pointed to the map of mountains and rivers and said to An Ning: "It is about to enter the cold winter, most of the nomadic teams have begun to gather towards the city-state, especially the king of Beirong is very prosperous, I bought a map from a Beirong soldier before......" He spread out another map: "I already have a rough idea of the direction of the royal capital, as well as the location and layout of their royal court......"

Qiao Wu chattered non-stop as if he had discovered a treasure, and his face was filled with a rare demeanor, as if he had discovered a new continent. An Ning smiled and listened, what they were in the army might be most excited about was to be able to go deep into the enemy's situation, understand the enemy's situation and terrain, and know themselves and the enemy, so that they could not be defeated in a hundred battles.

And Qiao Si was not idle, he took out a piece of bamboo cloth and said to An Ning: "I made a small hidden weapon, which can be tied to the wrist, and His Highness can shoot poisonous needles as long as he presses the switch......

An Ning met the fourth prince Su He and made both of them very worried, lest there be any more mistakes, racking their brains to come up with this method. An Ning is as kind as a stream, accepting their kindness, if she meets each other next time, she can come directly to such a needle, one hundred, clean and neat.

The sound of their words finally attracted Yang Zheming's attention, he looked at An Ning, he hadn't seen him for a few days, he needed to avoid eating to recuperate, and he couldn't sleep well at night because of the pain in the wound, and An Ning also lost a lot of weight.

Feng Lan glanced back at An Ning, and a trace of obscurity crossed her eyes. He bowed to Yang Zheming and slowly retreated.

Yang Zheming waited for Qiao Si and Qiao Wu to finish speaking, and walked over to her, An Ning looked up at him, so close, through the scarf, Yang Zheming could clearly see a red mark on her face.

He moved his fingers: "Are you feeling better?" ”

"Are you sick?"

The two asked at the same time, An Ning stuck a card, raised his hand to touch his face, and held back, "The wound is better, thank you for giving me the tent." ”

Now his tent was full of her supplies, and his bed was full of her clothes, and it was impossible for him to move in.

No wonder he didn't show up these days, and even Qiao Si and Qiao Wu didn't come in to visit her, so as not to see something they shouldn't see.

Yang Zheming didn't care: "We're going to get ready to go." An Ning nodded and asked again, "Are you uncomfortable, your face is not good." In fact, what she thought was that if he needed Feng Lan's service, she didn't mind.

Yang Zheming was silent: "I have been poisoned, and I will have an attack every once in a while." An Ning raised his eyebrows: "Can you solve it?" ”

Naturally, there is a solution.

The cold poison is just the price he paid for the heavenly machine, and if he wants to unravel this poison, he has to return the heavenly machine. In this world, one thing for another, fair and equal, he has nothing to complain about.

He looked indifferent and said indifferently: "There is no worry about my life at the moment, just some suffering." He glanced around the camp: "We left early, it's going to snow heavily." ”

He turned around and wanted to leave, but An Ning grabbed his sleeve, he looked down and saw that her eyes were full of worry: "Yang Ziming, you said that you were the one who chose you, is it because of this that you became like this?" ”、

She's really smart.

Yang Zheming was silent, and An Ning asked again: "Doesn't he have a way, he can't help you?" ”

Naturally, he helped him.

He found him, gave him a chance, made him see his future, miserable and hopeless, full of hatred. He changed his life before it happened, saved his mother, and he should be grateful to him for the rest of his life.

He looked at her: "Yang Xi, everything in this world has to pay a price." As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Xi let go of his hand as if he was touched.

She lowered her head and whispered a word.

Yang Zheming didn't hear clearly, and took a step closer to her.

"You don't want to die, Yang Zheming." She said in a low voice, "What will I do if you die?" In this world, she is the only one left, knowing her past life, panicked, helpless, and walking on thin ice.

He suddenly felt a blow to his chest, and there was an indescribable sourness and pain, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

For the first time in this world, apart from his mother, someone begged him not to die.

He jerked around and strode away.

An Ning looked at his figure, sighed, raised his head and looked at the sky, the blue sky, the clouds were rolling.

In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, a goshawk flew slowly by, making a lonely and long chirp, as if calling its companions.

If there is no companion all the time, what is the point of the goshawk even if it owns the whole sky?

Half a month later, they arrived at the capital of Beirong.

Gao Lao handed over the documents to the soldiers guarding the city, those Beirong soldiers had rough facial features, and they were very strong, and if they disagreed, they would overturn the goods of other caravans entering the city, and even directly deduct and divide them, ordinary caravans dared not speak out, and they were accidentally caught and thrown into the desert.

In Beirong, the generals in charge of the army are very powerful, and they can almost be called the king's side. When the soldiers defending the city saw the documents signed by General Abu, they did not dare to come up and check them.

This brutal way of governing made all the inhabitants of the city-state dare not make trouble under the rule of the king of Beirong, and the soldiers were accustomed to killing rebels in the street without saying a word, so as to eliminate future troubles.

They successfully entered the royal capital, which at this time gathered nomads from all over the world, very crowded and lively, with camels, horses, monkeys, and all kinds of animals in cages.

An Ning lifted the curtain of the carriage and could see a lot of clansmen with various appearances, some were still blond and blue-eyed, some had particularly wide foreheads, and some had particularly dark skin, they were wearing different costumes, shuttling through the streets, like a strange landscape.

The little basket was very surprised when he lay in front of the window, and from time to time he exclaimed. Liu Niang was better, and Qingyan, a little palace maid in the palace, was also very shocked.

There are people in the world who look so different.

Moreover, the languages of various ethnic groups are different, and various languages are mixed and matched, and various intonations are mixed, making the streets seem crowded and busy.

Beijon has always called itself a "people wandering in the desert", their ancestors lived in no fixed place at the beginning, slowly grew up the caravan, and gradually established a powerful city-state with the oasis as the central stronghold, with the city-state as the center, and established a very prosperous trading system with the city-state as the center.

They almost monopolized all the living resources on the grassland, and other ethnic groups had to rely on them and provide them with goods, causing Beirong to become stronger day by day.