"Lord Wang, you have been in a coma for a day and a night." Liu Yunxi replied.

"Oops!" Zhu Qiyu broke out in a cold sweat, "Has everyone been delayed here for a day and a night?" ”

Liu Yunxi shook his head slightly, "King Zhongyi and the second prince led the people first, and they left a team of people to protect the prince. ”

"It's rare that the King of Zhongyi thinks so thoughtfully," Zhu Qiyu sighed lightly, "Governor Wu also has thousands of men and horses, and it is enough for them to protect this king." ”

"It's always good to have more people," Liu Yunxi said lightly: "Lord Wang, you better rest and rest, right?" ”

"No-" Zhu Qiyu was about to get up, "I can't let those Tartars laugh, hurry, I want to change my clothes and catch up with them......"

"Lord Wang, why are you in a hurry?" Liu Yunxi persuaded: "King Zhongyi's arrangement is to separate you from the second prince, so as not to conflict between the two of you again. ”

"Do you also think that this Wang Wen is weak?" Zhu Qiyu said angrily: "Ah lost Timur, he looks down on me, even you look down on this king?" "I was excited, and my chest was heaving.

"Lord Wang," Liu Yunxi took his hand, and when he calmed down a little, Fang Wenyan said: "Don't fight for a moment, you must know that you are still carrying the mission entrusted to you by the emperor......"

"How can I not know what you are saying?" Zhu Qiyu said abruptly: "If Timur insults me, he insults the Ming Dynasty, even if I fight for this life, I will fight him to the end." ”

"Lord Wang......" Liu Yunxi frowned slightly, "Ah lost Timur is just a reckless man, why do you have to meet him in general, the emperor asked you to accompany the king of Zhongyi to go back to the Urat tribe to preach Yexian, just to divide the Mongolian tribes in Mobei." You just need to get this errand done and wait until you get back to the court......"

Zhu Qiyu waved his hand to interrupt her words and said, "Let's wait until this king can really return to the capital alive!" It's not necessarily as easy as you think. ”

Seeing his angry look, Liu Yunxi didn't know how to persuade him.

Suddenly, the curtain was lifted, and Yuan Qi'er walked in.

"Sister Liu, His Royal Highness the King of Servant ......" glanced at Zhu Qiyu who was sitting up, covered his mouth and smiled, "Yo, His Highness is awake." ”

Zhu Qiyu glared at her, "Why are you here?" ”

"Protect Your Highness on the road!" Yuan Qi'er smiled: "I didn't expect His Highness to be able to get up so soon." ”

"Are you mocking the king?" Zhu Qiyu said with a stiff face.

"Don't dare, don't dare," Yuan Qi'er clenched her fists, "His Royal Highness King Yu is brave and invincible, and the little woman is impressed!" ”

Zhu Qiyu snorted, but his face became more and more ugly.

"What I said is from the bottom of my heart," Yuan Qi'er's eyes rolled, "When it comes to wrestling, my second brother has few enemies on the grassland, and His Royal Highness can knock him down, he really deserves to be a man!" He gave a thumbs up.

"Someone is helping privately, don't think I don't know." Zhu Qiyu said and glanced at Liu Yunxi.

"Sister Liu, Your Highness is complaining that you are secretly helping him out of the siege!" Yuan Qi'er smiled and stepped forward to hug Liu Yunxi's shoulder, "You are really a donkey's liver and lungs." ”

"What did you say, Qi'er?" Liu Yunxi was surprised and said: "I wanted to make a move, but the second prince fell inexplicably, didn't you do it, sister?" ”

"Sister said and laughed," Yuan Qi'er's eyes flashed a hint of color, "When my uncle and I came, the second brother had already fallen to the ground, how could it be ......" The two glanced at each other and looked at Zhu Qiyu together.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Zhu Qiyu was uncomfortable by them, "If this king can knock him down, will he be so embarrassed?" ”

Yuan Qi'er's eyes froze, and she snorted, "Who?" The slender body flew out of the tent.

"Sister, you stay and protect Your Highness......" The voice came down the swaying curtain.

Liu Yun hesitated slightly, and guarded Zhu Qiyu tightly.

....

On the grassland covered with patches of residual snow, two figures galloped one after the other.

"Stop—" Yuan Qi'er shouted from behind, "I'm not welcome if I don't stop." ”

But the people in front of him turned a deaf ear, and the speed of running became faster and faster.

The two ran to a small hill, Yuan Qi'er squinted her eyes, moved her wrist, and a few cold stars drew a few arcs, shooting towards the back of the person in front of her like lightning.

Seeing that it was about to be thrown at the man, he only heard a few "poof-poof-" sounds, but all of them fell into the grass. The figure flickered, and disappeared without a trace when it descended the hill.

"Strange, did the man go underground?" Yuan Qi'er stood on the hill and looked around, the wind was whistling in her ears, but she couldn't see half a figure.

Just as he was hesitating, Yuan Qi'er raised her eyebrows slightly, twisted her slender waist, and pulled her sword out of the sheath.

With a "ding-" sound, Yuan Qi'er's figure had floated out seven feet to the side, but the sword was only half pulled out.

"What a quick knife." Cold sweat oozed from the corners of Yuan Qi'er's forehead, and her sword was only pulled out three inches, and the opponent's blade attacked, but fortunately, she reacted extremely quickly, and the sword blade blocked the blow with the scabbard.

She looked up and saw a gray figure standing not far away.

The other party slowly raised his head, revealing a cold face, that face was not handsome, the lines were very cold and hard, the facial features were like a knife and an axe, resolute and indifferent, and the dark eyes were as sharp as a blade, making people dare not look at him, and the cold mist of that body was even more terrifying, making people's hearts chill and shuddering.

"Leng Yifei?" Yuan Qi'er said this person's name with a shocked expression.

The muscles on Leng Yifei's face moved slightly, "Yes, you can actually catch my knife." ”

Yuan Qi'er's hand holding the hilt of the sword was dripping with sweat, and her eyes stared at the other party for a moment. Leng Yi flew out of the knife extremely fast, if you blinked, maybe his knife would have slashed through your throat.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Leng Yifei said quietly, "You go, I won't kill you!" ”

Yuan Qi'er's tense nerves relaxed, and she pressed the half-drawn sword back into the scabbard.

"Are you the one who secretly shot at my second brother?" Yuan Qi'er asked.

Leng Yifei didn't speak, and sometimes if he didn't speak, he acquiesced.

"Why are you here? Have you been following us? "As soon as a woman relaxes, she asks a lot of questions.

"You talk too much nonsense," Leng Yifei said coldly, "Aren't you afraid that I will change my mind?" ”

Yuan Qi'er shook her lips and walked quickly down the hill. After walking a few feet, she suddenly turned around, "I'll just ask you one more question, okay?" Seeing that he didn't say a word, he said slowly: "Do you have any news about Yang Muyun, how is he now?" ”

Leng Yifei did not respond.

Yuan Qi'er turned around in disappointment, and was just about to take a step when she heard a voice behind her, "He's not dead!" ”

Yuan Qi'er Huo Ran turned around, her pretty face became a little excited with joy, "Really? Is he really alive? Where is he now? ”

"I don't know!" Leng Yifei looked blank.

"And how do you know he's not dead?" Yuan Qi'er was stunned.

"It's intuition," Leng Yifei's figure disappeared after saying this, his voice still wafting in the cold wind, "It's intuition that tells me that he must not be dead." ”

Yuan Qi'er stood there in a daze, reminiscing about what Leng Yifei had just said. If someone else said this, she would definitely scoff at it, but Leng Yifei said it and brought her great confidence.

"Yes, he must not be dead," she muttered, "this guy is very hard-hitting, and he will not lose his life easily." ”

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The river waves rippled like a jade belt lying flat on the verdant field. Unlike the cold and scorching Mobei grasslands, the climate in Annam has always been so pleasant, and the cold winter has never befallen here.

A pleasure boat left the pier and headed downstream along the Thang Long River, where the banks of the river were verdant and green, with birds singing and fragrant flowers.

Zheng Yu led Xiao Zheng Hao and Yang Muyun to stand beside the boat, enjoying the scenery on the shore.

"You didn't want to get on the boat, but why did you change your mind?" Yang Muyun glanced at Ding Yu and asked in a low voice.

"For you," Zheng Yu said with a smile: "You protect me and Ah Hao so much, how can I bear to make it difficult for you?" ”

"Am I having a hard time?" Yang Muyun was puzzled.

"Sister is saying that the guy who shakes the fan can't afford to offend easily," Xiao Zheng Hao raised his head and said: "With Brother Mu Yun here, he won't treat Sister Mu Yun and me like this, how can you let Brother Mu Yun do things absolutely nothing?" ”

Yang Muyun immediately understood, if Zheng Yu left, Ding Yu would definitely hate himself to the bone, and the Ding family also had a lot of power in Annan, so it was better not to tear his face as a last resort.

"You little guy," Yang Muyun hooked Xiao Zheng Hao's nose, "It's really a roundworm in your sister's stomach." "The heart said that this little Zheng Hao doesn't look at people as small, and his brother Zheng Zhao's brain is much brighter.

"I'm eight years old," Xiao Zheng Hao protested, "Besides, I have to be anxious with you." ”

"What are you talking about?" Ding Yu leaned over, arched his hand at Yang Muyun and said, "Your Excellency is strong in martial arts, and you haven't asked for your name yet?" ”

Zheng Yu sneered, "He's just a subordinate next to me, where is there any honorific name?" You, the prince of the Hou Mansion, are bowing and pretending, and you are not afraid of losing your identity? ”

"That's what Miss Zheng said." Ding Yu said curtly: "Ding is stupid, thank you Miss Zheng for reminding me." ”

"Hey," Zheng Yu looked at him and said, "Your martial arts are good, I really can't see it, who did you learn from?" ”

Ding Yu smiled proudly, "Since I was a child, my father has invited a lot of martial artists for me to teach me to practice martial arts, but I didn't learn well, so I made Miss laugh." ”

"Where, Ding Gongzi is too modest," Zheng Yu said with a smile: "If it weren't for the mercy of your subordinates, I'm afraid that I'll be injured in your hands." ”

Ding Yu raised his eyebrows, and shook off the fan, "My father once warned me not to act lightly, just for fear of hurting people's lives......"

Yang Muyun couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Ding Yu said angrily.

"The villain lost his voice, Ding Gongzi, please forgive me!" Yang Muyun turned around as he spoke, moving away from him.

"Those who have taught Ding Gongzi martial arts, including the two who have fought with me?" Zheng Yu asked again.

"The martial arts of the two of them are extremely shallow," Ding Yu shook his head and said, "There are other people who teach this son kung fu." ”

"Oh?" Zheng Yu squeezed his eyes at a person wearing a pointed bamboo hat and a wooden expression behind him, "But this person? ”

"Miss Zheng said with a smile," Ding Yu said, "He's just a subordinate who has been waiting by his side since he was a child, how can he know kung fu?" ”

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Intuition told Yang Muyun that this person was not simple, and his martial arts might be above the two people who had fought with him. If he made a move with Ding Yu, he would most likely force that person to make a move.

Zheng Yu should have noticed that person a long time ago, but he just reminded Yang Muyun to listen.

"Well, if I hadn't heard Ding Gongzi say this, I would have thought he was a master!" Zheng Yu said with a smile.

Yang Muyun looked at the man, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, Zheng Yu's words meant something, this person looked ordinary in appearance and had a wooden expression, but he faintly felt that something was wrong.

An indescribable aura emanated from him, something that only a martial arts master could smell.