Chapter 118: Expedition

Anyway, she still has to face it, and she doesn't want anyone to be hurt.

She knew how much Mu Youchen cared about Mu Qianxun, and she also knew that Mu Youchen would never show mercy, maybe if she was one step late, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

wiped the tears from his face indiscriminately, ran away from the door, rashly bumped into the branches of the red plum, and the blood slipped down the back of his hand, dripping on the snow, the red dazzling, overshadowing the color of the red plum.

The biting wind penetrated through the neckline, stirring every nerve in her, and she shivered coldly, as if she had returned to that rainy day in an instant, to the day she was unconscious, and every breath was painful.

Tianyalou is no longer singing every day, there is no relaxed atmosphere of the past, but it is quiet, or a dead silence.

One step kept walking towards the attic, pushed open the door, looked at the dagger close to Mu Yilin's neck, his eyes widened, and he lost his voice: "Don't!"

Mu Youchen frowned, but still stopped, threw the dagger aside, and finally took a step slower with a cold face.

Mu stood in a daze, her arms drooping, clutching her skirt, wanting to ask something, but she was like a fish in her throat, and tears filled her eyes.

Mu Yilin's eyes flashed with a sinister smile, and he grabbed the dusty dagger on the ground and inserted it into Mu Youchen's back.

Close, close, the distance between the two was only a few steps, and they were about to pass through the thin clothes and donate blood to cover the silver glow.

Crystal tears cut off the world in front of her, Mu Qingyou could only see two vague shadows, her heart beat rapidly, and her body involuntarily rushed forward.

Mu Youchen's eyes closed, sighed, turned around, kicked Mu Yilin's abdomen, and used seven points of strength, this was what he asked for, and he was ready to spare him.

Before Mu Yilin could react, he only saw the black shadow in front of him sweeping, his body had already flown backwards, and the dagger was reversed, pointing at his heart.

His face changed suddenly, he hurriedly dodged, inserted it into his wrist, screamed in pain, and in a hurry, his palm broke hard against the heavy iron bookshelf against the wall.

The bookshelf shook slightly, lost its center of gravity, and smashed straight towards Mu Yilin, who fell to the ground, Mu Yilin struggled to retreat, but still couldn't dodge.

With the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and screams piercing the sky, the entire house was covered in dust.

The flying dust dispersed, Mu Yilin's figure gradually became clear, an innocent and handsome face was painfully distorted, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with a trace of blood.

His chest spasmed and twitched, and the iron frame pressed firmly against his legs, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't move.

Mu Qingyou covered his mouth, tears fell, shook his head, took a step back, his throat seemed to be clamped by something, and he couldn't make a sound, why should he.

Mu Youchen's bright eyes became darker and darker, and the beautiful ink color was like a whirlpool, which could not be seen through.

Glaring at Mu Qingyou, he laboriously moved the iron frame away, his face was tense, and his arms were trembling, this iron frame was really heavy.

glanced at Mu Yilin lightly, and couldn't help but gasp, where can it be called a leg, this leg is completely wasted, unless there is some magic medicine of the flesh and bones of the living dead, maybe it can be saved.

The clothes were tattered, and the flesh and skin were together, bloody and bloody, and it was impossible to distinguish what was what, and Bai Sensen's bones were exposed, and they penetrated through the flesh and skin, and some of them were broken into slag.

Mu Qingyou's body was weak, his knees fell to the ground, and he sat down beside Mu Yilin, crying pear blossoms with rain, holding his hands tightly, at a loss.

Mu Youchen's heart ached, she squatted down, let Mu Qingyou lean on his arms, clasped her shoulders hard, and reached out to wipe away her tears.

"Calm down, I'll take him to Lang Zhong. Forcibly pulled Mu Qingyou aside, looking at Mu Yilin's miserable legs, he couldn't start.

He has always disapproved of them being together, they were a mistake from the beginning, but they fell in love, and he couldn't say anything, no one could persuade him to fall in love.

If Mu Yilin was willing to stay by her side, he would not interfere, after all, the past has passed, but Mu Yilin still has to go against him.

In fact, in Mu Yilin's heart, Mu Qingyou has never been so important, he has never only known what he wants, but he has never thought about what she wants, blindly hurting her, and selfishly imprisoning her heart.

At the beginning, for the position of the crown prince, he married Yang Shumin and told himself that he couldn't give her happiness, so it was better to stay away from her.

But later, he did not stay away from her, but approached more and more unscrupulously, and did not hesitate to let her fall into endless pain and torment.

It's all just an excuse, she's the one he loves the most, but she's far less important than power.

She almost lost her life in order to save his life, but he still did not repent, and as soon as he returned to the imperial city, his true form was revealed.

He never thought that if he really replaced Mu Youchen, or even killed Mu Youchen, how would Mu Qingyou face him at that time.

Just now, Mu Youchen was willing to give up on him with a leisurely word, but he wanted Mu Youchen's life in turn, and he would never think about her.

The next day, the matter of the holy decree spread, Mu Yilin suddenly became the person referred to by Qianfu, and Mu Qianxun successfully reversed the image in the hearts of the people.

It was also spread that when Mr. Nanshan returned to the imperial city, he was unfortunately bitten by a poisonous snake, and when he was unconscious, he happened to be rescued by Mu Yilin, who almost took his life for this.

After that, Mu Yilin knew Mr. Nanshan's identity, so he threatened him with life-saving grace and asked Mr. Nanshan to frame Mu Qianxun just for the throne.

If this sounds like a rumor, and only a few people will believe it, then Mr. Nanshan himself admits it, which is enough of a sensation.

Of course, what surprised the people is still to come: the crown princess is the main commander, the prince is the deputy commander, and the army is sent to attack the Fanning Qingge tribe!

Since the past dynasties, it is an iron law that women are not allowed to step into the military camp, if Queen Nangong is a special case, then what is Mu Qianxun in charge?

However, Mu Yunfan actually ordered for the first time, whoever dared to discuss this matter would be beheaded for public display.

Now, even if they feel ridiculous and surprised in their hearts, they can only hold back, there are really few people who don't take their lives seriously.

Today is the day when Mu Qianxun led the army to set off, the longer it drags on, the more heavy the casualties on Mingyi's side, they must be as soon as possible.

At the front of the team, Mu Qianxun and Mu Youchen were dressed in golden armor and black cloaks, straddling the green silk and white snow, domineering, looking at each other, and telling endless affection.

Followed by Gu Mei'er and Xiao Han, Xiao Han, the general, is not worthy of his name.

After all, this battle is Gu Meier's home field, and it is time for the Ice Serpent Guard to play, and the Ice Serpent Guard is the nemesis of those poisonous snakes.

Mu Qianxun waved his hand, his voice was clear and cold, unquestionable: "Let's go!"

"Wait!" Mr. Nanshan walked towards them slowly, his eyes were sharp, as if he could see through all the dirt in the world, and there was a bit of solemnity between his eyebrows.

He didn't know if Mu Qianxun was a blessing or a curse for Xia Guo to be in charge, but at this time, he was already ready to send it, he just wanted to give a few words.

"What's the matter?" Mu Qianxun frowned, her eyes never fell on Mr. Nanshan, she didn't have a good impression of this person, since he appeared in this imperial city, there was constant trouble.

Cao'er was in a trance for a moment, the voice, the appearance, obviously they had never seen it, but she just felt familiar.

It was as if there was something special about Mr. Nanshan that was attracting her and drawing her closer.

Maybe Cao'er's gaze was too hot, Mr. Nanshan also looked at her, and was stunned, those eyes and that clear temperament, like a person, like, like.

Silently looked away, confused, and his eyes were no longer as calm as he had just been.

All of this was seen by Mu Youchen, and he pretended to be impatient: "May I ask Mr. Nanshan, what is the matter?

"Will you let me come with you?" Mr. Nanshan blurted out, this was not his intention, and he did not understand why he said this.

Maybe that's safe enough, but he's not prepared to be involved with that country again, even if it's just a possibility.

"Okay, with Mr. Nanshan by our side, we are happy to be there, it is our honor, please!"

Mu Youchen didn't want to respond, he always wanted to know why Mr. Nanshan was willing to admit to colluding with Mu Yilin, and he always felt that it was not just because Mu Qianxun saved Mr. Nanshan's life.

Mu Qianxun turned his head, glanced angrily, and kicked Mu Youchen's calf.

Mu Youchen tugged on the green silk, dodged lightly, smiled evilly, approached Mu Qianxun, and almost whispered: "Madame can't save some face for her husband, and she will make amends to Madame for her husband at night!"

A touch of crimson appeared on Mu Qianxun's cheeks, coughed, and said hatefully: "Let's go!"

This time, that is, Xiao Han took an army of 30,000, Gu Mei'er took the Ice Snake Guard, Cao'er took the Spirit Gu Guard, and Ling Ze took the Dark Guard to set off with Mu Qianxun and them.

The rest of the people all stayed, this battle, not a lot of people will be able to win, fighting, relying on strategy and hole cards.

From the imperial city to Mingyi, it spans most of the Xia Kingdom, and the road is far away, no matter how fast it is, it will take about fifteen days.

The bumps along the way, coupled with the miscarriage, the body has not been recuperated, and the cold air invaded the body in the snow, Mu Qianxun gradually couldn't hold it anymore, and his face was ugly and tight.

Mu Youchen was very distressed, but this trip could not be delayed, so he simply changed the carriage and walked at the back of the team, with Xiao Han leading the team forward at full speed.

Who knows, Mr. Nanshan also has to get involved, ride in the same car with them, and dare to disturb the two of them like this, except for Su Ran, he is also the first person.

Mr. Nanshan is also pampered, he has been a respected master since he was a child, and now he is not young, and this body really can't stand the fast horse galloping.

Approaching Naruto, it was only two days away, and the temperature rose in vain, and this cloak was useless.

There is no snow, no cold wind, and the young grass is sparse everywhere, and the breeze is blowing, and it is comfortable and warm.