"Are you telling the truth?"

Concubine Xiao Shu stared at Wang Ling'er who was kneeling on the ground, she now felt the edge of danger, and she also knew that Queen Wang was right, there was no hundred days of flowers, even if she was the most favored now, but no one knew what kind of situation would arise in the future. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Ling'er said with fear:

"Lady Niangniang, how dare the little one lie to you? The little one has already inquired, and the emperor is indeed looking for the nun named Mingkong. ”

These news made Concubine Xiao Shu a little uncontrollable, she didn't expect that the emperor would go behind her back to find a nun, what does this mean?

It means that the emperor would rather go to the nunnery to find a nun than stay in the palace to accompany her.

Thinking of such a result, Concubine Xiao Shufei had a feeling that she was going crazy, and after she tried to calm her emotions, she said to Wang Ling'er with a gloomy face: "You go and invite my brother quickly"

Wang Ling'er looked at Concubine Xiao Shu and felt that her big beautiful eyes could breathe fire, and she knew that Concubine Xiao Shu was going to make a big move now.

An He led the horse and walked at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, immediately dragging millet, soybeans and other foods, as well as half a bag of salt, I haven't come to Zhongnan Mountain to see Sun Simiao for a long time, the vegetables grown on the mountain can be self-sufficient, but after all, there is still a shortage of foods like millet, soybeans, and salt.

When he was halfway up the mountain, he met a group of nuns, and in the group of nuns, he saw again which nuns he had seen last time, but this time the nuns' faces were not sad, and there was still a smile on the corners of their mouths, so their mouths were bent into the shape of a beautiful crescent.

I don't know what moisturizes her, her face is like a peach blossom, the whole spring is like blooming on her face, she walks very lightly, although she wears a wide robe, but still can't hide her graceful and moving body.

A flock of geese flew over from the top of the mountain, and the chirping of "chirping" broke the silence here, and An He looked up and accidentally found that there was a person in black clothes, black pants, and a black cloth covering his face on a tall pine tree next to the mountain road.

He held a horizontal knife that glistened in the sun's rays, and his eagle-like eyes were staring at the slowly advancing group of nuns, as if a vulture was looking for its prey.

When he looked at the female nun with a wide forehead and a square eyebrow, he suddenly stood up, and a clump of pine leaves exploded, and the needle-like pine leaves were mixed with countless pine branches like a column of water, surging up a foot high, and then turning into a colorful needle rain in the sky, which fell one after another.

In the rain of needles and pine leaves, a black figure rolled up, and with a sudden sudden, it turned into a streamer and slashed towards the nun.

Although the man in black moved quickly, An He saw it clearly, and subconsciously rushed towards your nun, hugged the nun, couldn't stop, rushed out a long distance, and firmly pressed the nun under him.

The man in black cut the air and was stunned for a while, but he didn't expect that there would be a young man who saved the nun halfway, and the man in black was not interested in other nuns, so he took the knife and shot at the nun on An He's body like an arrow.

An He was shocked, picked up a broken pine branch beside him, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, thinking:

It's over, how can this pine branch be able to resist the horizontal knife of this man in black.

In a hurry, the true qi in the body was transmitted from the arm to the pine branch, and the man in black saw that An He used the pine tree to block, and laughed secretly in his heart, who knew that as soon as the knife touched the pine branch, the horizontal knife in his hand felt a force bounce from the pine branch, and the horizontal knife in his hand was almost unable to hold it, and it was thrown out.

The man in black was startled, and launched his internal force to press down the knife in his hand violently, the pine branch was broken in two, and the horizontal knife cut a gap of more than half a foot on An He's shoulder.

Fortunately, Songzhi was a moment, otherwise, An He and the nun under him would have been split in half by the sharp horizontal knife.

The man in black didn't succeed in a move, the horizontal knife was retracted, and An He and Nun saw a cold light from the deep eyes of the man in black at the same time, and the horizontal knife in the hand of the man in black was raised high again and slashed down.

An He hugged the nun and rolled with the trend, who knew that he actually rolled to the edge of the cliff, An He subconsciously grabbed it, but the tentacles were hard stones, the two fell rapidly, the nun instinctively screamed, and hugged Yang Ling's neck tightly. Pretty faces were full of horror, and the two of them could only hear the whirring wind in their ears.

The man in black watched the two fall off the cliff, approached the hanging bank, looked down, the clouds and mist below, bottomless, a sneer appeared in the deep eyes of the man in black, and he turned his backhand with a horizontal knife, his body was vertical, and he went up to a pine tree more than two feet high, and disappeared again, leaving a group of nuns who had not yet woken up.

The two of them saw that they were about to fall to the ground, An He felt that he was bounced by a branch under him, An He grabbed it casually, grabbed an arm-thick branch, "snapped", the branch was broken in two, and heard a "bang" sound, An He felt a vertebral pain in his back, and fainted.

When the nun opened her eyes, she found that she was lying in the boy's arms in a very warm position, but her own was attached to the boy's face.

Could it be that he was already dead, and the nun was busy in her heart, and she hurriedly put her jade hand under An He's nose, but fortunately, there was still a snort. Just fainted.

Seeing that the young man was still holding himself before he fainted, a warmth rose in the nun's heart, she lay in An He's arms and closed her eyes, her nostrils were leaning on An He's chest, and a body odor different from that of the emperor last night made her a little intoxicated.

When she reached Ann He's back, she felt a piece of coldness, and raised her hand, only to find that her hand was covered with blood.

The nun was shocked, and hurriedly used all her strength, broke An He's hand, broke it out, and struggled to turn over for An He, and found that An He had a half-foot-long cut on his back, which was obviously cut by a man in black with a knife.

The nun was a little alarmed when she saw the blood still flowing out, this was the first time she had seen so much blood coming out of someone's body, dyeing the thick layer of dead leaves below into a basin-sized bright red.

The nun quickly calmed down from the panic just now, looked around, and found a few purple bead grass growing not far from the stream, when she was a child, her palm was accidentally cut, and her mother used this grass to stop her bleeding.

The nun hurriedly walked forward, plucked a few plants, put them in her mouth and chewed them, helped Anhe's body, let him lean into her arms, carefully took off Anhe's shirt, and put the chewed purple bead grass in her mouth on Anhe's wound.

Then, he tore a piece of cloth from his robes and tied the wound for An He.

When these were done, looking at An He, who was bare-shirted, lying in his arms, the nun's face was flushed, and she wanted to let go, but she couldn't help but hug her tighter, this was the third man who had been in contact with her so closely, and the first two were emperors.

The first one is Taizong Li Shimin, which is a man in his forties, which man is very strong, scribbled away her first night like a prancing horse, she didn't feel a trace of pleasure, and even felt a sense of humiliation.

The second man is Li Xiaojiu, last night in the meditation room, the two of them once again relived the tenderness and sweetness in the palace annex, of course, she also reaped Li Xiaojiu's promise to her.

She knew that she would soon be out of that disturbing place, and it was hard for him to say that the two of them had no use in the love between men and women, and she had to rely on him to get out of the Ganye Temple, and she really hated that place.

It was the third man he had been on a skin-to-skin note, and although they hadn't done anything, she felt a sense of intimacy when she looked at the boy's handsome and angular face.

The nun lowered her head, sniffed An He's hair, and stroked An He's young and slightly immature face with her hand, and there was a strange feeling in her heart.

She jumped for her thoughts, hurriedly laid An Ping on the ground, calmed down her beating heart, ran to the creek and took a handful of water to feed An He, An He didn't wake up, her mouth was tightly closed, the water spilled on the ground, wetting the dead leaves below, and the nun had no choice, so she went to hold a handful again.

"I wonder if I can get out of this deep valley?"

The nun sighed.

Looking at the young man who sacrificed his life to save herself, her face flushed slightly, she turned her heart, put the water in her mouth, broke An He's mouth with her hand, her red lips came up, and slowly continued the water into An He's mouth.