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After surviving the horror of the first night, I finally looked forward to the dawn. Mu Chenxue sent the Assassin Marquis again early in the morning and tracked it down in several directions that she thought were possible.

And he took the rest of the team of men and horses, all the way along the direction of the water vein, towards the lake in the mountains. Cheng Nanyang, the captain of the Xiaocai Battalion, always thought that the king of Chengyang must have died in battle, so he didn't pay much attention to Princess Chengyang's mountain-searching behavior.

But this day and night of searching the mountain, looking at Princess Chengyang, that firm eyes, and every time she changed the route, it seemed to be justified, as if there was a general direction, not as he thought was looking around, and there was a glimmer of hope in his heart.

And these more than 2,000 horses were also moved by Princess Chengyang's persistence, and every time the assassin came back with useless news, many people were worried about Princess Chengyang, afraid that she would collapse in this disappointment. But this is not the case, Princess Chengyang not only did not show a trace of uneasiness and wavering, but even seemed to be more and more confident.

On the third day of entering the mountain, even Baoru was shaken, because there was not a single sound of people and horses in the mountain. It seems that there is no one else here at all but them. Not even the Thorn Marquis of Warat had ever encountered one.

"Princess, we've been fighting for three days, but we don't even have a figure, are you looking in the wrong direction?" No one dared to tell the princess that the king of Chengyang might have died in battle and would not come back. Because they couldn't bear it, couldn't bear to look at the disappointed eyes of such an affectionate woman.

"No, it is precisely because we did not encounter the enemy army of Warat that it makes me think that the prince has a better chance of being alive. After all, this mountain is in the territory of Warat, but we have been looking for these days, and even the ordinary people of Warat have not encountered one, and there is only one possibility, that is, the mountain may have been closed outside the mountain, and no entry or exit is allowed. And the only possibility of closing the mountain is that the prince and they are hiding in this mountain range. However, there is also another possibility, that is, Warat sees this place as a natural barrier, after all, it is not easy for heavy equipment such as chariots to pass through. So they didn't send heavy guards! ”

It's been three days, and there is not even a clue, of course Mu Chenxue has doubted herself, but she can find all kinds of excuses to lock up the wavering labor in her heart. She believes that as long as there is a glimmer of hope, even if that hope is very small, she will never give up.

On the evening of the third day, seeing that the sky was about to get dark, he had to camp and rest first, and when he was about to order Cheng Nanyang to give the order, he saw a thorn running back from the northwest direction, looking at his face, there seemed to be a trace of excitement.

"Princess Qiqi, ten miles away from the northwest direction, it seems that a large group of people and horses have rested there, but the subordinates have not found any traces of anyone burning firewood, but only found some fresh horse manure, this team of people and horses should not be more than a day away!" When Mu Chenxue first heard the return of the Thorn Marquis, she couldn't believe what she had heard. This news was like a flashing beacon in the dark night, giving her infinite hope. But the news came so suddenly, she couldn't believe it was all true.

Baoru also excitedly pulled the princess's arm, "Princess, prince!" Lord, they are really alive! More than 2,000 people soon learned the news, and no one doubted that those traces might have been left by the Warats, and they preferred to believe that it was proof that the King of Chengyang was not alive.

There was no time to rest, so Mu Chenxue ordered the assassin to lead the way and march ten miles away. "Captain Cheng, no matter who left this trace, we must be ready for battle. The more you go to herald, the more you have to be careful! "People tend to be happy and sad at critical moments, so Mu Chenxue does not dare to be careless.

"Yes, the last general has already ordered to go down just now, please rest assured princess! I don't know what danger I will encounter in front of me, the last general will ask the princess to retreat to the Chinese army, if in distress, the last general will escort the princess and leave as soon as possible! "Princess Chengyang has always been at the forefront of the people, and if there is a sudden enemy attack in front of her, the position of the princess will be too dangerous.

Mu Chenxue shook her head, "I know I shouldn't be willful, but walking in front of you will make me feel that I am getting closer and closer to the prince!" This is just a mental hint that Mu Chenxue is using it to increase his confidence.

It was not until the night fell that he came to the place that the assassin said, and Mu Chenxue carefully rummaged around, without any trace, and even lit a torch regardless of the danger.

"Is there any difference between Warat's horses and ours?" From these horse manures, there is really no difference in the morning snow. She also asked Wu Ma to make a comparison, and she couldn't see any difference.

"There isn't much difference, only a slight difference in speed and body shape. But as for this horse manure, the last general doesn't know how to identify it! "Cheng Nanyang is a school captain, not a veterinarian, where can he know this.

"There's Captain Lao Cheng, go and inquire, does anyone know how to distinguish this?" Cheng Nanyang was born in a family of military generals, which is different from those military households, so there may be people in the military households who know this, that is, they are ordered to retreat.

"Baoru, we traveled all the way just now, if the prince had rested here a day ago, then according to the direction, they should have turned to the southwest, and it stands to reason that they should meet us, but this trip, I didn't find any horses. I wonder if it's because it's dark, so we're missing something? ”

Mu Chenxue is used to analyzing things like this these days, and she doesn't expect Baoru to answer her, but uses Baoru to ask herself, because every time she makes a judgment, there may be irreversible possibilities for the future.

Baoru has long been accustomed to the princess's self-questioning and self-answering Fang clan, "If you don't wait for the princess to look for it on the way back after dawn, maybe we really missed something!" She knew that the princess was just looking for a breakthrough for her own decision, so that she could make up her mind.

This night, Mu Chenxue hardly slept much, just closed his eyes and recuperated, and all he thought about was what happened after he found Nangong Shumo. He may have been seriously injured, and even feared for his life. And whether you have brought all the surgical equipment. She may have broken her hand and broken leg, or she may have become disabled. And whether you are ready to face everything. Even if he's no longer the same person he used to be.

But all the answers are yes, as long as Nangong Shumo is still alive, she has nothing to ask for. When she was disabled, she accompanied him to unload his armor and return to the field, and went to farm and do business. If she hurts, he will be treated, even if it is surgery. If he becomes a vegetative person, then she will spend her life guarding him until he wakes up.

But what if he died? Because no one can prove that Nangong Shumo is still alive at this time. So there was only this question, and she didn't know how to answer herself. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.