【Chapter 11】Murong

When Namu Duoer woke up, she was still in Murong Yan's arms.

She stood up embarrassedly and rubbed her eyes, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

Murong Yan lit a lamp, "Less than an hour." ”

The Tibetan emperor sat lightly on the edge of the bed and stroked Bo Yan's face, as if she was saying her last goodbye.

Murong Yan sighed: "His injuries are all due to you, although you didn't rob the princess, but if you want him not to hate you, you still ・・・・・・", the latter words can no longer be spoken.

"Don't tell him, do you?" Emperor Ji smiled, "It won't be long before I'm leaving." When the time comes, he will also ask Sister Murong to help take care of him. ”

Murong Yan knew what she was going to do. Now the court and the central government are divided into two factions, and the faction seeking peace is crying out because of the princess's harmony, and even the emperor has to be afraid of three points. In case someone goes to assassinate the Hui king, and the main battle faction uses this as an excuse, it is inevitable that the war will be rekindled. At that time, the lives of the people will be ruined, and I don't know how many unjust souls will be added.

Although it is despicable to trade other people's feelings, this time in order to prevent the disaster of war, she had to do whatever it takes.

"Take care of him?" Murong Yan's eyes narrowed, "I'm going north in a few days." When the time comes, there will be one more burden around and too many troublesome things. Murong Yan had no room for negotiation at all, "This matter is absolutely impossible." If you don't think he's troublesome, why don't you find a stinky ditch and quietly throw him in while it's dark! ”

Namdor's expression remained unchanged: "My people will come soon." After three days, there was no such person as Namdor. This is my only wish, for the sake of acquaintance, you help me take care of him for a few days. When he recovers, tell him that it was Kyaukyue who saved him. ”

"Don't even tell him his name?" Murong Yan was surprised, he didn't seem to know the person in front of him anymore.

What can you do by telling him? It's not like it's left behind. In his heart, there is only that Bright Moon, let him leave all his memories to Bright Moon.

The emperor was crying silently

, large tears, smashed on the back of her hand. Didi crystal flashed and disappeared. I will pierce the night sky like a meteor and pass away from his life, leaving no trace.

Can't be with you anymore. God let you and I meet as enemies, but without a life-or-death ending, we are destined to pass by in this life. Why not give me a chance so I can forget about you forever?

Just sat there, silent.

Before the first rays of the morning sun had risen, a familiar secret signal sounded outside the door.

As if he had just woken up from a dream, Mu Ran stood up, straightened out the hair hanging from his forehead, and walked out the door. In front of her guards, she turned back into the arrogant Emperor. He was surrounded by his subordinates and left, never looking back.

As if awakened by the thunderous sound of horses' hooves, Bo Yan moved his eyelids.

Murong Yan, who saw everything in his eyes, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's just that two such excellent women are so infatuated with you, I really don't know what I like about you." ”

After hesitating for a long time, he took out a small bottle from his arms and carefully poured out a pill. After thinking about it, he poured out another one and gave it to Boyan. It was originally a medicine to revive the dead, but it is a pity to use it now.

As the sun shone across the lattice on his face, bright things flickered between the eyelines, and he slowly opened his eyes. Some can't remember what happened. Halfway through. Only then did he remember that he was finally besieged because of the protection of Kyaukyue, and many black-clothed masked men held swords and looked at him coldly.

"Strange, why am I still alive?" Bo Yan muttered to himself. I moved my muscles and bones, but fortunately, although I was still aching, many of the wounds had scabbed. Moved cautiously, but the wound did not open. He jumped out of bed in confidence, and one fell unsteadily on the side of the bed, and he couldn't help but snort in pain.

"It's a monkey." Muttering in a low voice, Murong Yan pushed the door in, "Don't move, I don't care about you if I hurt you again-you will move in the future." ”

"You saved me?" For some reason, the stranger in front of him always gave him a very familiar feeling, like, like he had seen it somewhere.

"I don't have that much ability, it's because of your kid's life, and I was carried to me by a woman who pity you, so I picked up a small life." Murong Yan replied to him with Namu Duo'er's words. By the way, she described how the woman had saved him through hardships, and she was moved by the end of the hearing.

The uncle of the person surnamed in love was really as she wished, and after hearing "It's a pity to ・・・・・・", there was no follow-up, and the anxious expression was overflowing: "What is a pity, how is she now?" ”

Murong Yan looked frustrated: "She said that she couldn't ignore the people of Tubo and Li, and she was determined to pretend to be a princess and assassinate King Hui in the name of peace!" ”

Bo Yan's face suddenly turned cold, "In this way, it was she who sneaked up on Heqin's team." Where is Kyaukyue now? Do you think I'm going to take your word for it? ”

It seems that it is about to succeed, but in the end, it is a bamboo basket for nothing. Murong Yan smiled bitterly in his heart, Zhu Xuan's apprentice is not ordinary smart. I had no choice but to admit frankly: "Time is running out now, to make a long story short, she is just afraid that she is about to reach the border." If you don't want to regret it for the rest of your life, go and chase her back. ”

Bo Yan stared at her tightly: "Why should I believe you?" ”

Murong Yan poured something on his hand, smeared it on his sideburns, and slowly tore off a mask with exquisite workmanship, "Now you trust me, Bo Yan?" ”

The unbelievable Boyan opened his mouth wide, stammering and not speaking fluently: "Master..."

He smashed a medicine pillow on Bo Yan's face, put the mask back on, and Murong Yan slowly calmed down.

Bo Yan, who covered his face, broke out in a cold sweat, "I'm sorry ・・・・・・ sorry."

Wanqiu, who was really a little annoyed, couldn't find any reason to lose her temper, and with a straight face, she said coldly: "Although Jiaoyue's whereabouts are unknown, since someone kidnapped her, it means that she is still alive, so it is safe for the time being, and the person who robbed her must have other purposes." What you have to do now is to get that Tibetan princess back, understand? ”

Bo Yan frowned: "This is a bit difficult to do, there are many masters around her, I am alone, I'm afraid I can't stop her." ”

Murong Yanqi knotted: "It's not for you to do it with them, what you have to do is to persuade her to come back." ”

Turning his head, he whispered, "It's so stupid, you were so smart just now・・・・・・"

Bo Yan picked up the sword, "Master, I'm leaving." ”

Murong Yan knocked on his head, "Remember, I'm not your master, I'm Murong Yan, who is known as the ghost hand doctor on the rivers and lakes, understand?" By the way, you are in a hurry to leave without asking what your savior is called? ”

Bo Yan muttered in his heart: The woman is really troublesome, but he pretended to be curious on his face: "What's her name?" ”

Murong Yan: "Na... When you see her, go and ask her how it is." ”

Boyan: "・・・・・・"