Feng Luoli smiled slowly, "If there is no Son of Heaven, how can you say that you are holding you hostage?" ”

Under the night, Feng Luoli's jade-colored cloak was cool to the wind, and the coldness on his face was comparable to the moonlight, which made people dare not approach, Yu Chengcheng looked at it like that, and only after a long time did he sigh slowly, "Okay!" Let's go! ”

Feng Luoli's body did not move, looking at Yu Cheng, "The people of Rouran suffered natural disasters first, and then man-made disasters, how innocent they are?!" As the crown prince of a country, you naturally understand the truth that the people are important, and war has never been the way to seek the happiness of the people. ”

"Aren't you afraid of death?" The horse's hooves stepped in front of her, Yu Cheng leaned over and reached out to scoop Feng Luoli onto the horse's back, the iron hoop-like arms imprisoned her, and there was a hint of imperceptible panic in a cold tone that concealed a slight anger.

"Put me down!" Before she could digest the dizziness that rose in the air, she was stirred up by the speed of the gallop, and the strong aura behind her made her feel uneasy, and she couldn't help but stretch out her hand to her waist where the dagger was hidden.

"If you want Emperor Wei to be fine, you'd better not act rashly!" Yu Cheng seemed to inadvertently hold Feng Luoli's hand, and his cold tone was mixed with a trace of threat.

Feng Luoli turned his head to Yu Cheng, who was bent on riding a horse, "You! ”

Yu Cheng glanced at Feng Luoli, "Take you to see the scenery of my desert!" Drive! With a sound of the whip, the horses galloped across the open field, and the sound of the wind drowned out the words of Yu Cheng.

The grass is dry and the sky is full of poignant and tragic freedom. Feng Luoli looked at the endless withered yellow, and couldn't help but be attracted by what kind of wild and uninhibited freedom. That's probably what the longing Cema Jianghu is. Facing the autumn wind of hunting, the clothes are flying and galloping on this boundless wilderness.

The horse stopped at the closest place to the sunset, and Yu Cheng's skillful dismount spread the reins and let the horse go away, picked up a small hill and sat on the ground, looking at the sunset little by little.

The orange-red sunset dyed the sky with a large blood-colored brocade, which disappeared little by little along the thickest part of the ink. The kind of splendor that seems to be within reach, reflecting the withered yellow field, together with the uninhibited back, constitutes the most dazzling picture scroll at this time.

"The soft winter sunset is the most beautiful in this world!" Yu Cheng turned his head and glanced at Feng Luoli who was sitting beside him, "I've never seen such a beautiful scenery in Dawei!" ”

Feng Luoli nodded, yes! Such an almost tragic and extreme magnificence. It is only in such a wilderness that you can see it. It is cold and damp in Pingcheng. There is also plenty of rain and snow, so it's not easy to see the winter sun.

"You know what? If it is the next goose feather snow, it will be a pile of silver as far as the eye can see, and in the evening the full moon rises and sheds a little clear light on the silver wilderness. It's like the reincarnation of a shaman. Yu Cheng turned his head to look at Feng Luoli. It was the gift of the moon god to the people of Rouran! ”

Feng Luoli wanted to imagine the peerless scenery in Yu Cheng's mouth. But what can be imagined is only one in 10,000, "Yu Cheng ......"

"It's a pity! Rouran hasn't seen winter snow for three years! Yu Cheng's voice sank, and the corners of his inadvertent eyes were dyed with helplessness like the sunset. Most of our aquatic weeds, cattle and sheep have lost their yields......"

Feng Luoli wanted to comfort the man in front of him who had a noble status but seemed to be extremely concerned, but he didn't know where to start, so he had to listen quietly, smelling the unique smell from this land.

Yucheng turned his head and looked at Feng Luoli seriously, "The shaman said that the moon god was angry and blamed my people, and only the most noble person appeared on the grassland to resolve this misfortune." Saying that, Yu Cheng suddenly grabbed Feng Luoli's hand, and continued eagerly with his eyes: "You are the most noble person of my Rouran Moon God, only if you stay here, can I Rouran reproduce and prosper." ”

Feng Luoli was startled and wanted to withdraw his hand, but his strength couldn't withstand Yu Cheng's clamping. The strong indissolvable intention in Yu Cheng's eyes made Feng Luoli feel terrified, "Yu Cheng, I'm just a woman, how can I be a noble person in the mouth of a wizard." Natural disasters are circulating in the world, and they are all things in order, so why is the moon god angry? You don't want to ......"

"No, it's not! The shaman is the attendant of the moon god, and he is the one who guards the soft moon on behalf of the moon god, and there is nothing wrong with his words! The eagerness in Yu Cheng's eyes was undiminished, "If you are willing to stay in Rouran with me, I will definitely present the desert roses!" And vowed not to violate the border of the Wei Dynasty again in his lifetime. ”

"What did you say?" Feng Luoli looked at Yu Cheng in disbelief, never imagined that he would say such a thing.

"Feng Luoli, marry me and be the most noble Kedun in Rouran!" Yu Cheng repeated word by word, "Only if you marry me, the moon god will protect the gentle wind and rain, the water and grass are abundant, the cattle and sheep are strong, and the people are full and live in peace." ”

"Nonsense!" Feng Luoli pulled out his hand suddenly, subconsciously retreated, stood up and looked at Yu Cheng condescendingly, "Yu Cheng!" I am the empress of Great Wei, and my husband is waiting for me to go back. How can you be so rude?! ”

Yu Cheng looked up at Feng Luoli, "My desert Ke Dun doesn't pay attention to those!" Xianbei was also a galloping man on horseback, when did you also learn to be as pedantic as the Han people of the Southern Dynasties? ”

Although Feng Luoli has Xianbei blood, he has studied Confucian culture since he was a child, and naturally knows the theory of heaven and morality and respect for relatives. Yu Cheng's appearance didn't look like he was deliberately humiliating her, but this remark was extremely disrespectful to both Feng Luoli and the Northern Wei Dynasty.

"Yu Cheng! Moshuo I am already a married woman, even if I, Feng Luoli, am the one to be married today, I will not marry you! ”

"Why?" Yu Cheng stood up and looked at Feng Luoli, since she met Feng Luoli in the pavilion outside the Zhongtian Hall that year, her shadow could no longer linger, but now she was so reluctant to approach him, why?

"In this life, I Feng Luoli only marry the person I love!" Feng Luoli said slowly, "Even if I have never been white-headed with him on the bank of Sansheng Stone, I am willing to die with him, but I will continue the front edge in front of the bridge!" ”

"What if I want to follow Cao Mengde's example today and coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes?" "Will you?" Feng Luoli did not answer the rhetorical question.

Yu Cheng's blade-like thin lips were slightly pulled, and then a loud whistle was blown, a dark brown horse galloped, Yu Cheng quickly turned around and got off the bridge, turned over and got on the horse, and the cold eyes shot straight into Feng Luoli's eyes, and then the reins in his hand tightened suddenly, facing the sound of hunting wind, Yu Cheng rode his horse to the white bridge, and came straight towards Feng Luoli.

The sound of the horse's hooves, the cold wind mixed with the smell of decayed and withered grass rushed to the face, and the thin figure of the clothes flying did not move, only the clear and shallow eyes flashed with the clear shadow of the man riding the horse. (To be continued.) )