The man seemed to be unsatisfied, his wet thumb caressing her lips.

This is ambiguous.

"Wait for me..."

"Okay."

Mu Xue saw him, and one person and one horse soon disappeared into the streets of the capital.

Mu Xue's body was drenched, and after she finished bathing, she waited in the palace with a heart.

The heavy rain had been pouring down all day, and Mu Xue could even think of the high mountain where the foggy building was hidden, and now it should be full of corpses.

Mu Xue didn't guess wrong, the rain within a kilometer radius of the Fog Tower, all wrapped in blood, rubbed this side of clay.

Even though the rain was pouring down, the air in the mountains was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

It's so rich that you want to vomit.

The heavy rain that seemed to bury the mountain stopped at dusk, and the heavy setting sun shone on the soaked red earth.

It's best to describe it as full of corpses.

Nangong Li's people were not as good as they had expected, and most of the people in the fog were also lost.

The crown prince sent nearly a hundred masters, but they didn't even leave a single living mouth.

Nangong Li's face was slashed by a sharp sword aura, and two drops of blood poured out, making his whole person look like two points of demonic breath.

The bright yellow cloak that Mu Xue put on him before was wet, like a quilt soaked in water, very heavy.

The only difference is that the people on it are stained with blood, splashed on the bright yellow peony pattern, like thick ink.

"How many of us are left?"

Nangong Li's voice was quite calm, but it was not difficult to hear that there was great sorrow in his tone.

Standing on the back of the wind, his gaze was as cold as jade, and he glanced at the building in the fog where the eaves were still dripping with blood from top to bottom.

It's devastating.

Nangong thought that it was time to uproot the entire Yin family, otherwise all these people would be sacrificed in vain.

Ji Yuan walked over the blood-soaked steps and passed over several corpses.

He had a wound on his shoulder, and he glanced at the people who were still alive.

"Eleven left."

The eleven were not intact, and most of them were seriously injured.

Ji Yuan and Jiang Ci's martial arts are good, and the two of them are fine.

"You take the rest of the people with you, but there are too many injured people, and it is too conspicuous to enter the city tonight, you take the rest of the people to stay in the courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing first, and wait until they are all raised."

"Yes."

"Now the other courtyard will be raised, if this king wants to find you, there will be news for you."

"Yes."

After explaining this, Nangong Li pulled the reins and was ready to leave.

It's just that there are corpses all over the ground, Nangong Li's eyes flashed with reluctance and sadness, and he commanded in a low voice: "Our people remember to bury them well."

In fact, every secret guard in this foggy building has no family.

There is no such thing as caring for their families, but these people have contributed a lot to Nangong over the years.

This time he was negligent, and he really didn't expect the prince to make a move in advance.

"Yes, my subordinates will."

After instructing this, Nangong took the lead and hurried to the capital first.

On the bend that must be passed, the silver filament that is so slender that it is almost invisible to the naked eye is across the mountain road, and a sudden jump in the wind makes Nangong almost thrown off the horse.

With a sharp spin, he tightened the reins and tore at the wind, and the horses neighed in panic, shaking the crows that were hidden in the mountains.

The black-clothed mermaid came out, shining with a cold knife, and there were almost twenty people in front of and behind.

Defend yourself against the attacks of twenty men.

His thin lips were pursed, as if he were facing a great enemy.

It's going to be dark.

Nangong Li didn't expect that there would be a wave of ambushes waiting for him on the way back.

It seems that he can feel the murderous aura of the other party, panting in the wind, and stepping on the iron hooves impatiently.

Nangong Li's fingers pulling the reins tightened hard, looking at them like dead people, and slowly pulled out a soft sword glowing with endless cold light from between his belts.

The sword is extremely thin and looks like a wire light.

but sharpens iron like clay.

Not long after this sword was inserted, at this moment he held the soft sword in his hand, watching these black-clothed people gradually approach, thinking that he was really going to kill today.

The latter group of people was arranged by the queen and asked the old prince Yin.

Originally, this group of people was going to ambush on the road to the imperial tomb, but those people knew that they had been fooled when they found that no one had passed by at noon.

The group of outlaws quickly turned back, and after only one person went to inform the queen, the others ran here to ambush them.

Sure enough, they still made them wait.

The men didn't say a word, but rushed forward with their knives.

It took Nangong Li nearly an hour to solve them, and the mountains at night were always frosty and foggy, perhaps because he had too many injuries on his body, Nangong Li had never felt cold like he did now.

The chest, back, abdomen, shoulders, and every wound was covered with blood, and it looked shocking.

The blood beads ticked, staining every layer of clothes on Nangong Li's body from the inside out, but today he was wearing a black dark suit, and others couldn't see it.

His lips were pale from excessive blood loss, and his eyelids were scary, but he was firmly convinced in his heart that the woman was still waiting for him.

The gates of the city have long been closed.

The man on horseback had already fainted from exhaustion.

When a soldier opened the city gate and wanted to come over to ask who was going to enter the city at night, the wind rushed over when he saw that the city gate was broken a little, and it was as fast as lightning.

I'm not afraid of turning the person on my back upside down.

Mu Xue was inexplicably uneasy, her head began to be groggy this afternoon, and her eyelids jumped on the left and right.

Although Mu Xue is not a superstitious person, jumping around like this, she inexplicably feels flustered.

Mu Xue, who had eaten dinner, couldn't sleep, and shook at the gate many times, never seeing anyone come back.

Finally, when she went to the gate for the twelfth time with the lantern, she heard the crackling sound of the wind's iron hooves trampling on the bluestone slabs.

It's finally back,

Mu Xue didn't know why, her eyes were hot, and she was inexplicably at ease.

She was even thinking that she wouldn't allow him to leave herself at home like this in the future, and the time she was waiting for was too difficult.

Every second without him is torment.

But when Mu Xue went up to meet him, he found that the man was lying on the horse's back, as if the worry in his heart had been confirmed, and he hurriedly called someone when the wind had not yet come.

"Come here, all of you...."

Mu Xue's tone was very anxious, and there was some panic.

The people in the palace also heard the princess's anxious tone, so they hurriedly came over.

Although the wind had been running around all day today, it was still not slow, and it had already reached the gate from a distance when the guards rushed out of the gate.

The color of the wind was snow-white, but at this moment, Nangong Li's blood stains stained the hair on the horse's belly and the saddle on the horse's back all red.

It's blood.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

No matter how strong a person is, he can't withstand such bloodshed.

Those people hurriedly carried down Nangong Li, who was unconscious.

Mu Xue also stepped forward to help with a hand, but came back with a hand full of sticky blood.

There were huge red lanterns on both sides of the plaque from the prince's mansion, and the light inside was penetrated, Mu Xue looked at the blood on her palms, the cold rose from the soles of her feet, and goosebumps rose all over her body.

The clothes were all soaked, and Mu Xue could imagine that this man must be covered with scars now.

Blood squirmed all over her palms, and Mu Xue's legs were a little weak.

Seeing those people carrying Nangong Li, she immediately rushed to follow behind.

The subordinates in the mansion hurriedly placed Nangong Li, who had lost too much blood, between the inner rooms of the study, and Mu Xue stepped forward to hurriedly peel off his clothes and check his wounds.

But when Mu Xue touched his belt, his fingers touched the soft sword that was not hidden between his belts.

Mu Xue only felt a sharp pain coming from her fingertips, but she didn't see it, but a trace of blood oozed out.

Mu Xue pursed her lips and wrinkled her brows, only then did she notice that he had a soft sword coiled around his waist.

There were too many people here, blocking the light, Mu Xue hurriedly took these people away,

She was actually a little panicked, she had never seen this man look so lifeless, blood stained every skin on his body.

We need to check where this guy is.

"Go, you all go, get some hot water, get scissors, and go prepare the best gold sore medicine...

At her command, these subordinates retreated in one fell swoop.

Mu Xue's mind was a mess, as if she didn't know what to do next.

Then, as if she had suddenly remembered something, she hurriedly walked to the wooden shelf where countless pills were placed, grabbed the life-sustaining pill Wan Sheng Dan on it and ran over.

This pill was given to Mu Xue by Nangong Li, and it was exactly the same as the pill that Mu Xue had taken when she had a high fever that did not go away.

There are two in total.

The last time Mu Xue ate one, this was already the last one.

Mu Xue hurriedly rushed to the bed and fed him the pills.

Mu Xue bit the pill on his teeth like a swallow holding on to a branch, then broke his lips and pressed his tongue against it, until he saw him subconsciously swallow the medicine, Mu Xue breathed a sigh of relief.

She was lying on top of him to feed him medicine, and Mu Xue's white clothes were stained with the blood he was carrying, making her look dirty.

"Princess, princess, scissors and hot water are coming...."

"This little hot water is not enough, go and tell the house doctor to hurry up and boil the medicine, I checked the body of the prince, there is no poisoning, there are a total of eight large and small wounds, coma is the cause of excessive blood loss, you go and tell the house doctor to boil the medicine, to replenish the blood and replenish the body, the sooner the better."

Yunzhi put down the things, and before he could stand firmly, he was pushed out by Mu Xue again.

"You can't be fine, you can't be okay..."

Mu Xue was talking to the man on the bed, but no one answered her.