"I've saved you more than once," Yang Muyun looked at her quietly and said, "But now you're leaving me desperate." ”

"The reason why I do this is that I want you to go back to the grassland with me." Yuan Qi'er stared at him with a pair of beautiful eyes and said.

"So you're going to use this method to get your wish?" Yang Muyun said.

"You don't want to come with me?" Yuan Qi'er bit her cherry lip and looked at him.

Yang Muyun was silent and didn't speak, but the resolute look in his eyes said it all.

"I don't want to force you," Yuan Qi'er slowly walked to the table, picked up the wine jug on the table and filled the two wine glasses with her jade hand, and smiled faintly at him, "It's just that we have already visited the church, do you want to do it in your heart, we have become husband and wife, you shouldn't be stingy with not even drinking a glass of wine with me, right?" ”

Yang Muyun looked at her, but did not move.

"If I say I'm done drinking this wine, I'm ...... Let you go," Yuan Qi'er's voice softened, and her eyes sparkled like water, "Will you still refuse me?" ”

Yang Muyun looked at the wine glass, and then at him, his body was still motionless.

"You're afraid I'll drug the wine glass," Yuan Qi'er smiled, "Then you can pick a glass of wine first, do you think?" ”

Yang Muyun sighed deeply, "Even if you don't take the medicine, if you forcibly take me out of here, I have no choice." ”

"If you can understand this, that's good," Yuan Qi'er said lightly: "I don't want anything else now, I just want to have a glass of wine with my officials." ”

Yang Muyun squeezed out a smile on his face, the smile was a little bitter, he came to Yuan Qi'er, stared at the wine glass on the table and said: "As a Ming person, I was born and grew up in Si, even if you forcibly take me to the grassland, I will try my best to come back." ”

Yuan Qi'er's delicate body trembled slightly, and she said softly, "You hate me very much in your heart now, don't you?" ”

"Maybe you're not a county lord from the grassland, maybe you're not an enemy of my Ming Dynasty," Yang Muyun looked at her, "Maybe I'll really like you." ”

Yuan Qi'er smiled, smiling happily, like the most beautiful spring flower in full bloom on the grassland.

"With your words, I feel that I didn't marry you in vain." Yuan Qi'er said with a smile.

"You do this, your parents and brothers on the prairie, will they agree?" Yang Muyun asked.

"I am who I am," Yuan Qi'er said, "I just want to do what I want to do, marry a man I approve of, and have nothing to do with them." ”

Looking at her beautiful eyes with a hint of stubbornness, Yang Muyun couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, picked up a wine glass, and stared at her, "Drink this glass of wine...... Are you really going to let me go? ”

"As you said," Yuan Qi'er said softly, "If I forcibly take you away, you can't refuse, so why should I say anything more?" ”

"Okay, I'll trust you one more time." Yang Muyun brought the wine glass flat in front of her.

Yuan Qi'er smiled, picked up another glass of wine on the table and handed it to him.

"It's time to drink a glass of wine," Yuan Qi'er's beautiful eyes stared at her deeply, "Do you still call me like this?" ”

Looking at her eager gaze, Yang Muyun's heart softened, and he shouted, "Lady, please"

"Official, please" Yuan Qi'er smiled sweetly, her cherry lips touched the edge of the cup, and she took a sip and drank a glass of wine.

Yang Muyun hesitated slightly, and drank all the wine she handed over.

"Do you know what I wish for most right now?" Yuan Qi'er said with a smile at him.

"What?" Yang Muyun suddenly felt a little dizzy.

"It's just that you and I spend this night quietly as you do now." Yuan Qi'er sighed as she spoke, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"What did you say?" Yang Muyun felt even more dizzy, and the figure of Yuan Qi'er in front of him began to blur, "It's not good, it's her way again." He pressed his hands tightly on the edge of the table, trying to support his body, but his body no longer listened to him, and fell to the ground like lead, and when he completely collapsed, the last thing he heard in his ears was a long sigh from Yuan Qi'er.

......

I don't know how long it took, Yang Muyun woke up slowly, opened his eyes, and found himself

Still in this new house. He was lying flat on the happy bed, covered with a big red quilt of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and the red candles in the room had not yet burned out, dancing with sparks.

"Yuan Qi'er" He jumped up from the bed and looked around, but Yiren's shadow was not in the room.

Everything around is quiet, so quiet that people are a little panicked. Yang Muyun rushed out of the room, and the courtyard was also lit up, but there was no figure quietly, and the noisy crowd at the wedding suddenly disappeared without a trace as if the world had evaporated. The red lanterns with the big red words of happiness are still swaying gently in the evening breeze, and the red silk hanging under the eaves is also gently swaying, as if telling the lively scene that happened in this courtyard not long ago.

Yang Muyun felt as if he had a dream, and when he woke up, everything went away with the wind.

"Not good, Wan'an Temple." A gust of evening wind blew, Yang Muyun was shocked, and ran out of the courtyard.

He stumbled down the narrow alley to the crowded street. The streets were full of people, and no one looked at him.

He looked anxious, but he couldn't tell where he was, and when he saw a carriage parked on the side of the road, he galloped over.

"Quick, go to Wan'an Temple." Yang Muyun said to the driver of the car.

"Childe, this is the carriage of the Marquis of Ningyang, not carrying private guests." The driver explained to him.

Yang Muyun didn't care about arguing with him anymore, flashed the waist card on his body, raised his voice and said: "Jinyi Wei is on an errand, your carriage has been requisitioned, now hurry up to Wan'an Temple." ”

The driver wanted to say more, but his jaw was cold, and a steel knife was already on his neck.

"Childe spares his life, can't I listen to you?" The driver pleaded, "Please take the knife away, otherwise the little one won't be able to drive the car!" ”

"Hurry, understand?" Yang Muyun put the knife away, lifted the curtain and jumped up.

The helplessness of the chariot had to raise the horsewhip and shout weakly, "Drive", the horse neighed, raised its hooves and ran forward, and the wheels turned around......

"Hey" rushed out of the shop where the carriage was parked a girl in blue with a double bun on her head, she looked at the direction of the carriage and stomped her feet, and said angrily: "These subordinates are really getting more and more unruly, Miss is still here!" Why did you leave Miss and leave? When I get home, I will definitely tell Master Hou......"

"Jinglian, what's wrong?" A graceful and dignified girl wearing a snow-blue skirt walked out slowly and asked.

"Miss," Jing Lian pouted and said, "Look, Lao Zheng, who was driving the car, left you without saying a word, and the maid couldn't stop shouting." ”

"Forget it, there must be something in the mansion to call him," the girl was not angry at all, but comforted Jinglian: "Fortunately, the mansion is not far from here, let's walk back." ”

"Then what's going on," Jing Lian said, "If this is seen by the ladies and ladies of the other mansions, maybe how will you laugh at you!" ”

"It's getting late, who's going to see me?" The girl said with a smile.

"Miss, you just have a good temper, and the subordinates in the house will bully you like this," Jing Lian said angrily: "Lao Zheng doesn't think that you will marry the prince of Chengguo in a few days, so you dare to be so presumptuous, no, I have to go to Hou Ye and ask Hou Ye to punish him well." ”

The girl's eyes darkened, and she said, "I'm about to get married, why do I care so much?" Jing Lian ......" she sighed faintly, "You can walk slowly with me, in fact, I don't want to go back." ”

......

When Yang Muyun was sitting in the carriage and was anxious, he suddenly felt a violent shaking of the carriage, his body was crooked, and his forehead almost hit the wall of the carriage. He forced his body and lifted the bamboo curtain of the car window to look out, "What happened?" ”

The driver didn't answer yet, but he heard someone in front of him shouting: "You are blind, you dare to collide with the prince's car!" ”

"Lord Wang?" Yang Muyun's heart moved, and he looked forward, only to see a large group of people and horses coming in front of him, all of them riding on horses, all wearing armor, holding knives and guns, they gathered around a young man in a big red python robe, and scolded the pedestrians around him to quickly give way.

It was a crossroads, and since the carriage in which he was riding and the group of knights, who were coming from the south and the north, were both turning westward, they were colliding head-on.

The young man in the big red python robe rode on a tall steed and wore a jade crown on his head.

The person is plump and handsome, and it is difficult to hide a heroic spirit between his eyebrows.

"Your Highness?" Yang Muyun saw his face clearly, and was stunned for a moment, the young prince who was immediately on the horse was actually Wang Zhu Qiyu.

"Yang Muyun?" When he poked his face out of the car window, the young prince also saw him.

Looking at each other, Yang Muyun immediately jumped out of the carriage and stepped forward to salute: "Minister Yang Muyun has seen the prince." ”

"Is it really you?" Zhu Qiyu's eyes lit up, "Hurry up, please get up!" ”

"Thank you, Lord Wang!" Yang Muyun stood up and stood aside.

"Where are you going?" Zhu Qiyu asked.

"The minister is going to Wan'an Temple," Yang Muyun did not hide it, "I don't want to bump into the prince's driver, and I ask the prince to forgive me!" ”

"You're going to Wan'an Temple too?" Zhu Qiyu's face flashed with a different color.

Zhu Qiyu's question made Yang Muyun's heart jump suddenly, "Could it be that the prince also went to Wan'an Temple?" It seems that Yuan Qi'er said well, he spread the news that the emperor was robbed, looking at the king's position, he must have gone to Wan'an Temple to rescue him, and now Wan'an Temple must be surrounded by all the ministers of the court and the central government, and the soldiers and horses are gathered. His mind was racing, and he didn't know how to answer, so he heard Zhu Qiyu say: "That's okay, you can walk with the widow!" The carriage is very slow, Yang Qing can ride with the widow's guards! He said to a guard beside him: "Tong Yue, you will take Yang Qing to Wan'an Temple!" ”

"Yes, Lord Wang!" The guard hugged his fist towards Zhu Qiyu, turned the horse's head, walked in front of Yang Muyun, and bent down and stretched out his hand to him.

"Thank you, Lord Wang!" Yang Muyun didn't shake the hand handed over by the guard, an arrow stepped forward, and his left foot touched the ground, and the person rose from the ground, and landed on the horse behind Tong Yue lightly and skillfully.

"Yang Qing is very skilled," Zhu Qiyu smiled and turned his gaze to the guards, "Without further ado, you and the widow hurry to Wan'an Temple!" ”

The guards agreed in an uproar, and the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and everyone beat their horses and galloped westward.

The driver breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "I have to hurry back, if Miss Siyu can't see me, go back to Master Hou to complain, and I won't have to do this errand!" Turning the horse's head, the carriage spun in circles and sped away the way it came.

"I didn't expect Zhu Gongzi to understand so many great truths," in the white tower of Wan'an Temple, Zi Su looked at Zhu Qizhen with admiration, "If Zhu Gongzi told my husband these words, he wouldn't have annoyed me from time to time." ”

"Do you often get into verbal fights with each other?" Zhu Qizhen asked in surprise, saying that if any man is accompanied by such a beautiful woman who looks like a fairy, and it is too late to take care of him, how can he go to find awkwardness from time to time, then this person does not know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

Zi Su smiled and didn't answer his words, but turned her eyes to Shakya Gyaltsen on the side, "National teacher, the little girl wants to invite Zhu Gongzi to go back with me to talk to my husband, do you think it?" ”

"This is a matter between the female bodhisattva and Zhu Gongzi," Shakya Gyaltsen said lightly: "As long as Zhu Gongzi is willing, you don't need to ask the deity, you can leave by yourself." ”

"Then thank you to the national teacher," Zisu's eyes flashed, and he saluted him, and his charming eyes flickered towards Zhu Qizhen, "Master Zhu, since the national teacher has allowed it, then you can go with me, right?" ”

"Madame warmly invited, Zhu is deeply honored," Zhu Qizhen said, but his eyes looked around, the whole room was empty and quiet, silent, not like someone was watching, so he stood up and said to Shakya Gyaltsen: "To be able to listen to the teachings of the national teacher, Zhu Mou feels five guilty, and he will leave!" ”

"The layman can see the turning point in the chess game, or he is quite wise, out of this tower, and ask the layman to do it himself." Shakya Gyaltsen returned the salute.

"Borrow the auspicious words of the national teacher, Zhu remember!" Zhu Qizhen turned around and walked outside.

"It doesn't look like it's heavy," Shisu glanced at the maid behind him, "This emperor can't even stop him from leaving, aren't you too alarmist?" ”

As he approached the tower gate step by step, although Zhu Qizhen's face was casual, his heart was beating like a drum, "It's coming, I'm about to go out," he secretly clenched his fists, seeing that there was no movement around, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, "Could it be that the other party is just bluffing?" Just as he was about to step out of the tower gate, the figure of "Hu" flashed, and a cold light swept towards his face.