Heavy snow is falling, and the whole of Kyoto is filled with indifference. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A team of iron riders in black armor and snow-white scarves on their shoulders slowly marched along the vast Kyoto Avenue in a wide and delicate carriage.

The snow particles struck the iron helmet, and with a thud, an arrow burst through the air from the southeast, heading at the handsome man who was sitting on the horse.

"Protect the prince!"

The crowd of horses ****, the bell hanging in the front corner of the horse rang in a panic, the man on the horse dodged his head, and the menacing feather arrow grazed the armor on his chest and fell to the ground.

"Someone assassinated the prince!"

"Hurry up and get someone!"

The crowd was noisy, and a group of troops was already heading in the direction from which the arrow came.

"Master!" A soldier held up a cold arrow in both hands.

Murong Wan took the arrow, removed the tied brocade cloth strip from the tail of the arrow, and opened it between his fingers: Jinyun.

The last point of the cloud word is in the shape of an inner hook, and the cloud word, which was originally very soft, has become sharp due to this change.

Murong Wanjian's eyebrows sank, pinched the strips of cloth on his fingertips, shook his head and muttered, "It's not her!" It's not her! He looked back at the hanging white silk carriage behind him: "She's dead!" ”

"Master, do you want to move on?"

Murong Wan pinched the reins with his hand, and there was hatred in his eyes: "You go first, go and take a look alone." With that, he struck a whip on the horse's buttocks, and ran in the direction from which the arrow came.

On the table, the smoker wafted out the fragrant mist, the light yarn was empty and real, and under the bed were a pair of women's snow-white embroidered gold silk worn embroidered shoes and a pair of men's thick-soled soap boots.

The woman lay flat on the bed, her delicate goose egg face pale and her eyes half-open in a daze, and the man reclined on the pillow, looking at her with his head down. The man's eyes were like paint, his sword eyebrows were bright and slanted, his thin lips were gently hooked and he smiled, and his jade face was as beautiful as a wisp of clear water melting in the white snow of the mountains. She frowned, revealing a weak wry smile: "What a hell." "How did you meet Murong Hong?

The man smiled lowly, his arm moving slightly, gently and softly as if harmless.

Suddenly, she glared and shouted, "Let go!" ”

The hand around her neck tightened suddenly, making her breathless: "Kill the prince, what a boldness!" ”

She was ruthless in her eyes, raised her hand and slashed at his neck, he raised his sword eyebrows, and blocked it quickly, and the two couldn't help but say that they were fighting each other with their arms on the brocade quilt.

There was a shouting sound outside the door.

"Open the door!"

"Presumptuous! King Beijing's room is also what you are waiting to break into? ”

"Whoever he is, open it!"

There was a sound of stomping on the plank, clanging, like a big fight!

On the bed, she was not able to hold her physical strength, and he cut off her hands, pinched them in his arms and half-leaned, she clicked and coughed again, flushed her cheeks, and stared at him with hatred in her eyes, like an angry little leopard.

He was stunned, and pulled out the jade hairpin on the top of his head with one hand, scattered the purple gold crown, and the green silk scattered, making his jade-like face like a clear spring in the green of the mountains, she couldn't help blushing, and shouted: "Let go." ”

"Don't make a fuss!" A smile suddenly appeared on his face: "If you want to live, you should be obedient." ”

"You save me?" She sneered, and then he threw him in the brocade quilt.

There was a knock on the door, and someone broke in. As soon as he opened the curtain tightly, he smiled outside the curtain and said, "Second brother is really free, if you don't go to the coffin to bury your wife, you can't come here to catch me?" With that, he got up and stepped barefoot on the ground and walked towards Murong Wan.

Murong Wan and Murong Hong are half-siblings, and their appearance is four or five points similar to Murong Hong, at this moment, the two are relatively strong, he is more gentle and gentle, while Murong Hong is more handsome and graceful.

He looked at Murong Hong's prodigal appearance, straightened his breath a little, pinched the strip of cloth in his hand, and said with a polite smile: "The fourth brother is serious, but he is just looking for an assassin." His eyes looked over to the curtain, and a slender hand opened a gap in it.

The curtain was full of green silk, covering his cheeks, but the eyes were extremely sharp and clear, like a falcon, the brilliance was pressing, the curtain brushed down, he was so shocked that he took a step back, and then walked towards the curtain.

Murong Hong stretched out his hand and grabbed Murong Wan's arm, and said with a smile: "Second brother wants to see my undressed woman?" ”

Murong Wan's soft eyes were full of coldness for a moment: "It turns out that the fourth child is still a good woman!" I, the second brother, can't see who this woman is, and she has made such a great contribution! ”

Who in this Kyoto doesn't know that Murong Hong, the king of Beijing, is a good man? The emperor gave him a garden, and there were countless beautiful women, but he was stunned and never moved, but often went to the place of prostitution to find young men, and even took a few beautiful boys back to the garden, and now he is over twenty years old, but he has not yet married a wife, and the emperor is so angry that he wants to abolish his throne of Beijing King again and again.

If this matter was really just spread from the outside, he Murong Wan didn't believe it, but the man who was nesting in the Beijing Wang's Farewell Garden came to report it like that, so he naturally believed it......

Murong Hong listened to his words with disdain, but he was not angry, he only smiled slightly, took three steps and two steps to the curtain, and lifted the curtain with one hand.

The woman in the curtain hurriedly wrapped herself in a ball, shrunk in the corner, and said in a hurry: "Jin Ke, I'm afraid." ”

Murong Hong stiffened slightly when he heard the word "Jinke" in her mouth, and then smiled again to soothe his tone: "Don't be afraid, let him take a good look." ”

Murong Wan stared at her, as if she was going to burn her, with a goose egg face, her face was pale, but she was also delicate and beautiful, but she was just a common beauty, not as heroic as that person... He let go of his fist and breathed a sigh of relief, everyone was dead, he personally put her in the coffin and loaded her into the car, and it was impossible to see her again......

Murong Hong's eyes flickered lightly, and he turned his head to ask Murong Wan: "But have you seen enough?" There was a bit of ridicule on the corner of his mouth.

Murong Wan was not annoyed or anxious, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry to disturb you." After a pause, his eyes swept over the woman's face again, as if he was a little familiar, frowned slightly, and still said, "If it is suitable, you should also marry a wife." ”

Murong Hong smiled and lowered the curtain: "Marry a wife?" There is no hurry. ”

Murong Wan also smiled slightly, but it was just a polite remark.

The guard outside the door arched his hand and said, "Master, I didn't find anyone, only a bow and arrow." ”

Murong Wan nodded, and a guard came in with a bow. He took his hand and checked it, looked at it, and saw no difference from the usual bows on the market, so he asked, "Where did you find it?" ”

The guard said, "Next room." I asked the shopkeeper and said that it was a sick woman who asked for it, but I didn't see the woman, and the rest of the rooms were checked one by one, but no woman was found. ”

Murong Wan was silent for a moment, and then looked inside the curtain. Murong Hong also stood aside, staring at the pair of worn-out embroidered shoes thrown in front of the bed.

"Women... The arrow is so far, and she is not a mortal woman, what do you say? The fourth. ”

Murong Hong raised his head and stopped looking at his shoes, and only said, "Yes." ”

Murong Wan sneered: "That fourth brother has a good rest." Without further ado, he swung his scarlet cloak and turned to head out.

There was a clicking...... A group of people went downstairs.

Fang came out of the Golden Moon Pavilion, Murong Wan looked up at the closed window: "Check what the woman on his bed is!" ”

"No!"