"Then why did you marry her in the first place?" Shiso said dreamily.

"There are some things that I can't decide," Yang Muyun said with some emotion: "Even Zhou Mengnan can't be her, her name has been decided, and she and I can only try to accept each other." ”

"Then do you accept her?" Shisu pushed away his embrace and sat up silently.

Yang Muyun did not speak.

"Sister Zhou is graceful and magnificent, and she comes from a rich and noble family, which is not comparable to me." Shisu said lightly.

"I respect her," Yang Muyun said, "After all, I am a relative to her, and neither she nor I can change this, but I can love you more." Yang Muyun held her hand and said emotionally: "Although I am not the first to marry you, I can choose you as my first woman." ”

"Is that okay?" Shisu's beautiful eyes were a little dim, "I'm afraid you'll forget me by then." ”

"How so?" Yang Muyun stroked her black and beautiful hair, and said softly: "Not everyone can marry the first beauty in Nandu, how can I not cherish it?" ”

"You men, you only think about the appearance of women in your hearts," Zi Su sighed lightly, "If one day I become old, will you still remember me?" ”

"You're old, aren't I getting old too?" Yang Muyun comforted her and said: "Isn't it a kind of happiness to be able to accompany each other until we grow old?" ”

"Will you?" Zi Su looked at him, and there was a hint of indescribable meaning in his eyes, "Husband, you are only fifteen years old, and you still have a long way to go in the future, you will definitely meet younger and more beautiful girls than me, at that time, will you still ask me to accompany you?" ”

"I'm ......" Yang Muyun was just about to speak, when he suddenly heard a noise in the next room. It was the wedding room of the newlyweds, and the sound in the dead of night made people listen to it very ambiguous.

The two of you, you look at me, I look at you, their faces feel a little hot, as "people who come over", of course they know what happened next door?

"You ......" Zi Su just said a word, only to see Yang Muyun's face change, and he shouted, "It's not good!" ”

In the dense forest of the valley, a cavalry rushed out at a gallop, startling a flock of birds that roosted there.

"It's just a group of villagers," a dark shadow in the forest stared at the cavalry, and spat out a sentence, "Is the second prince a little too fussy and transferred a whole thousand men and horses?" ”

"What do you know?" Another tall and burly black shadow beside him said coldly: "It's not difficult to kill hundreds of villagers, but it's not easy to let one slip through the net, a thousand cavalry, five hundred surrounding villages, five hundred killings and arson, just enough." ”

"That's what General Nachar said," said the first dark shadow with a smile, "but the second prince killed the entire village for the sake of a woman, which is too much. ”

"Burilenge," cried Nachar, "how can you say in private that the second prince is acting?" ”

The black shadow was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly bowed down and said, "My subordinates have lost their words, please punish General Nachar." ”

"Smack" Nachar raised his horsewhip and slapped it Burilenge, "This whip will give you a long memory," Nachar snorted coldly, "Next time, if you talk nonsense, it won't be so cheap." Squinting his eyes and looking ahead, "For a woman?" Hmph, it's just that this woman is lucky, otherwise, not a single person in the whole village will survive. ”

......

In the glade of the forest, hundreds of carts were parked together, and hundreds of camels carrying supplies lay in a circle on the ground, forming a camel city.

A Mongol soldier leaned on a tree trunk and fell asleep, his head planted as if it could fall at any moment. Suddenly, with a pain in his shoulder, he was excited, and he pulled out the knife with a "choking" sound without thinking about it, "Who?" Huo Ran turned to look behind him.

I heard someone grin and dodge out from behind a tree, "Sunrise, if the enemy had attacked, your head would have fallen off." "It was a Mongolian soldier in the same costume as him.

He saw that it was his own person, Fang relaxed, and said to his companion with an angry face: "Enheer, if you want to make this kind of joke again, be careful that my knife really cuts your neck." ”

"Don't be angry, my friend," Enheer took out a leather bag and shook it, "Guess what's inside?" ”

"Wine?" Rising Sun's face was full of joy, "Where did you come from, how can you hide it on your body."

With such a good thing? ”

"Eril Lemu accompanied His Royal Highness the Second Prince to the Han people's wedding banquet, and when he came back, he gave me a bag," Enheer pulled off the wooden stopper, put it on the end of his nose and sniffed deeply, "It's so fragrant, the wine of the Han people is different from our grassland, and it lacks a sour taste." He took a big sip and handed it to his companion, "My Sunrise, you can taste it too." ”

Rising Sun couldn't wait to snatch it, raised his neck, and poured a "bang-knock-knock" into it. At the end, he reached out and wiped the wine stains on the side of his mouth, and reluctantly handed it back.

"Does His Royal Highness the Second Prince want us to set off on a starry night?" Sunrise asked.

Enheer shook his head and smiled mysteriously at him, "With a beautiful Han girl by your side, Your Royal Highness may not be able to leave until dawn, so sleep with confidence, my friend." ”

"Isn't it a Han marriage tonight...... Rising Sun said in a daze, suddenly patted his head, and stared at his companion with a pair of big eyes from afar, "You mean, Your Royal Highness wants to rob the beautiful Han bride?" ”

"It seems that your head has not been burned by the Han wine," the corner of Enhe'er's mouth hooked, "General Nachar has sent a thousand cavalry to go with Erri Lemu, and when the fire over there is gone, except for the beautiful Han bride, all the Han ......" reached out and made a throat cut motion on the side of his neck.

"Poor Han bride," muttered Sunrise, "she has lost all her relatives because of her beauty." ”

"No, it should be because of her beauty that she left her own life," Enheer said with a smile: "It is also her blessing to be able to serve His Royal Highness the Second Prince from now on." ”

Suddenly, he saw the Rising Sun's eyes shining, and he looked straight behind him, "What's the matter, Rising Sun?" Enhoer asked.

The rising sun did not answer, and drew his sword and walked towards the grass under the tree in front of him.

"Come out!" His blade pulled the barley and shouted. Enheer hurriedly followed, only to hear a cry of "wow", and a **-year-old child was so frightened that he rolled in the grass when he saw them.

"It's a child." Enheer looked at Rising Sun strangely, how could a child suddenly appear in this wilderness.

"Hey, kid, where are you from?" Rising Sun asked in half-baked Chinese.

The child stared at him with big dark eyes, silent, and his face full of fear.

Enheer squatted down and opened his arms to him with a smile: "Come, little child, let uncle hug him." ”

The boy stared at him intently for a moment, nodded, got up and stumbled towards him.

Enhe'er smiled even sweeter, "Good, tell your uncle that you are ......" Before the words fell, he felt a sharp pain in his throat, and blood burst out wildly with a "grunt", his eyes were black, and he fell down with a tilted head.

"Enheer......" Rising Sun was shocked, and just about to raise the saber in his hand, his back hurt, and then his heart was cold, and his eyes became blurred. The Adam's apple rolled up and down, opened his mouth, and fell forward to the ground, twisting his body a few times, and then remained motionless.

Behind him, there stood an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, holding a sharp dagger in his hand, the tip of the dagger was still dripping with bright red blood, the boy coldly watched the fallen man turn into a corpse, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

"Brother, you killed someone." The young boy screamed and giggled.

"Still laughing," the older boy glared at the younger boy fiercely, "aren't you afraid of waking everyone else up?" ”

"Don't worry," the little boy pouted, "and they slept like dead pigs, and even thunder could not wake them up." ”

"I don't know if the other sentry posts have been resolved, let's send a signal first." The older boy glanced at the dark night sky.

In the valley and dense forest outside the village, a Kong Ming lantern rose one after another, and then another Kong Ming lantern rose into the dark night sky......

Zi Su heard that there was no movement, and glanced at Yang Muyun with disgust, "Dead man, what are you fussing about in the days when people have sex?" ”

As soon as the words fell, only to hear a loud sound of "Peng", Yang Muyun hurriedly opened the window to look, only to see the two of them knocking over the door panel and popping out, and rolling to the ground with a "bang". Immediately after that, a person ran out of the room, modeling

The slimy looked like a lost Timur, but I saw that he was disheveled, and his braided hair was scattered, so he was not embarrassed.

A red shadow rushed out of the room, leaped into the air, and stopped in front of Ashi Timur.

"Isn't this the Tartar head?" Shisu also looked out the window and said in surprise, "How did he run out of the newlyweds' room?" ”

"I have a lustful heart and want to do something wrong," Yang Muyun smiled coldly, "I didn't expect to touch a hard stubble." By the glimmer of light in the room, he saw that the red shadow was the bride, and she stabbed at Timur with a long sword in her chest.

Ah lost Timur struggled to raise the knife to block, "Zheng", the tip of the sword was on the blade, a fierce force burst out through the blade, his arm was numb, and the scimitar almost came out of his hand. He pedaled and stepped back several steps before he took the stake and stood firm.

The bride raised her sword and wanted to stab it again, but she saw the two people who had just flown out stood up and slashed at her with knives, Yang Muyun could see that the two were the guards beside Timur. I saw them shouting loudly to Timur as they cut down, as if to beckon the master to leave quickly, and the bride in red was resisted by them. I only heard the sound of the "ping-pong" blades in the room, but I don't know who will fight again.

Timur gritted his teeth and ran out of the courtyard with a knife, and the bride in red wanted to chase after him, but was entangled by his two guards.

Although the two guards were not weak, they were obviously far worse than the bride in red, and after only a few faces, one was stabbed to death by the other party, and the other saw the master run out of the compound, and was about to follow quickly, when the vest was cold, and the bride in red pierced the chest from behind with a sword, and fell to the ground without opening his mouth.

The bride in red pulled out her sword and turned her face sideways in the direction of Yang Muyun and Zi Su. Shisu was startled, his mouth opened slightly, and he quickly reached out to cover his mouth before the voice came out.

Seeing the bride in red chasing out of the courtyard, Yang Muyun turned his gaze to Zi Su and couldn't help asking, "Have you seen her?" Why are you surprised to be like this? ”

"She, she's ......" Zi Su breathed a sigh of relief and finally said it, "She's Ning Gongzi." ”

"Ning Zu'er?" Yang Muyun was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, no wonder I see this bride so familiar, it turned out to be Ning Zuer's pretense, and these eyes were stunned and didn't see it. This Ning Zuer, dressed as a woman, looks more feminine than a woman, which is really impressive.

At this time, the sound of blades in the next room slowly stopped, accompanied by a few screams, and fell silent. I saw a figure appear at the door, although Yang Muyun couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he saw that the blade in his hand was glowing with cold light, and it was a pair of round gears.

"How familiar this blade is," Yang Muyun's eyes flashed, "It's Qi Feng, the one who assassinated the eunuch Wei Jiong, the master of ceremonies, and fought with him in the mysterious mansion." ”

Qi Feng shook the pair of round gears in his hand, the big red flower on his chest loomed, and his body was vertical, rushing towards the outside of the courtyard.

"It turns out that he is the one who pretends to be the groom, and it seems that the masters of the Xuanniao Guard have all been dispatched." Yang Muyun muttered, he turned around, came to the door and opened the door, and was about to step out...... The placket of his clothes was tight, but he was pulled by Shiso.

"Husband, where are you going?" Shiso asked.

"I'll go out and have a look," Yang Muyun smiled, "by the way, help them clean up the group of tartars." ”

"But I'm scared to be left alone." Shisu said timidly.

"It's okay, Tartar has already run away," Yang Muyun comforted her: "You see that Ning Gongzi chased him out alone, in case of any danger, I can still help him." ”

"However, the wounds on your body are not healed, how can you fight with others." Shiso reminded him.

"It's out of the way, this little injury is nothing?" Yang Muyun ignored her dissuasion, ran out with his breath raised, leaned over to pick up a scimitar left on the ground, and ran out of the courtyard.

As soon as he came out of the courtyard, he was stunned by the scene in front of him, only to see that many houses outside were on fire, and the sound of fighting and the crash of blades resounded in the night sky.

"Have the Tartars been killed?" Yang Muyun was secretly frightened, and quickly ran along the bluestone road in the village to the outside of the village, along the way, he saw many people fighting together, and many people and horses fell in a pool of blood. He made a closer look, and more of them were the corpses of the Tartars, whose mortal wounds were almost all in the back, and it was clear that they had been attacked as soon as they entered the village.