Chapter 18: Escape

At the gate of the camp, there were several times more patrol horses than before, and the carriage was checked all the way, even if there was a warrant from the prince, it was impossible to pass the customs easily.

Someone had already rushed to ask loudly.

The henchman replied calmly, without revealing the slightest breath. On the contrary, the generals guarding the gate made it difficult in every possible way and forcibly searched the car for inspection. It's no wonder that there are people who don't go all the way with the world. His own brothers were all staring at the shining golden throne with red eyes, eager to swallow the prince who was in front of them, how could they relax their vigilance at this critical time? Perhaps, the group of people in front of them are still thinking about how to invite merit to the new master. Mo Wei sighed secretly, ruthlessness is often the emperor's family.

The henchman pulled out his waist knife and shouted: "Who dares?!" ”

The general guarding the gate was thrown to the ground by his horse in shock, although there was an order from above to get the assassin's bounty, but at this time it was more important to die. He crawled to the front and opened the camp gate as he was told.

Rushing out of the slowly opening camp gate, Mo Wei found that his clothes were already soaked. In his hand, he still held the package he handed over when he left.

The package is quite heavy. When I opened it, there were three boxes and a letter. Slowly unwrapping it, you will see the familiar handwriting. I still remember the scene when he learned Chinese characters by himself, and his clumsy hands always stained the paper with thick ink. The maid who cleaned the tent always saw a strange scene, in a pair of words, half of the side is a small and graceful small letter, and half of the side is a graffiti with ink marks not dry.

The old woman glanced at it and pouted: "What kind of word is this, tadpole text?" ”

My wife was still napping in a daze: "Uglier than mine?" ”

"I can't see it!"

Fuliu smiled lightly: "Oh, that's really ugly." ”

Knowing that they wanted to make themselves laugh, Mo Wei squeezed out a smile with difficulty, packed the letter, and forcibly held back the tears in his eyes: "The things here, one is enough silver for half a life, one is snow ginseng for this girl, and one is the other," she couldn't say any more, and gently opened the last box, which was the favorite jade ornament of some girls. At the bottom of the box, there is also a note "Marry a good man." ”

The crowd was silent. Except for herself, the other three people knew that she was not actually the daughter of the Hui Wang, as the daughter of the Great Zhou clan, her mother was forced to leave her hometown because her husband supported the rebellion of the prince, and she did not want to encounter the army of the Hui Wang, at that time, her mother was pregnant. Eight months later, she was born, and she was told that she was born prematurely, and no one cared about her.

The old woman Mo Mosuo, who is also a Han Chinese, took out a worn-out letter from her arms, remembered her mother's entrustment, and handed the letter to Mo Wei, who was crying incessantly.

Seeing the inquiry in Mo Wei's eyes, the old woman slowly said everything: "I was originally the maid of the county lord, and when the prince rebelled, your father was falsely accused of rebellion and beheaded in court. The marshal's henchmen desperately protected his wife to escape, and prepared to go to Tibet to take refuge, but he didn't expect to be captured by the king who saw his wife's face on the road. Madame endured the humiliation and gave birth to you, but she didn't want to die early. And Fuliu is my biological daughter, who grew up with you when she was a child. You are a Han Chinese, the only daughter of Marshal Wulie in the West. ”

Without waiting for Mo Wei to react, the old man said something that shocked her: "Your Royal Highness, I have known your background a long time ago. Actually, he's..."

"Don't say any more..." Mo Wei pleaded to interrupt her, and drops of crystal fell down her pale cheeks, splashing onto her clothes, like silent spring dew falling into the fields and disappearing. It turns out that there are so many old things buried in his body. It turned out that he had known for a long time that he was not her brother. It turned out that the secret hidden in his heart was that one day, he told her her life experience in person, and then he would be with her for the rest of his life.

Even if Da Zhou and Hui go to war in the future, even if he is a Hui and she is Han, even if he wants to kill people and she wants to save people, will she be with him? It was as if there was another person in her heart who was staring at her, familiar and unfamiliar. She was reluctant to answer, afraid to answer.

The sergeant's voice outside the car could be heard far away. "It's time to close the jade gate, put away your weapons and dress up."

When I opened the brocade curtain on the small window, it was already dawning.

The towering closing door under the red sky is in sight.

What touched the eyes was the yellow sand and the desolation.

Mo Wei slowly calmed down, the matter has come to this, what else do you have to complain about.

"Miss, it's home!" Fuyanagi, who had never traveled so far, looked excited.

Is it really your home? For some reason, there was a hint of fear in my heart.

The soldiers guarding the pass said that they would not open or close anything, not even the caravan, and even the gold would lose its effect. The fat-headed and big-eared little boss claimed that he had been ordered to check all those who had cleared the customs, and not to open the door until the hour was over.

Xu is a bump along the way, Namu Duoer woke up quietly.

"Where is this? Am I dead? With a feeble groan, Namador opened her eyes.

"The person who assassinated the king still cares about his own life or death? You're dead! Fuliu was straightforward and glared at Namu Duoer angrily.

"Don't say that." Mo Wei stopped her, "Your injuries are too serious, don't speak." Now we are closed at the Jade Gate. ”

Is it going to Da Zhou, a faint smile appeared on his pale face. I didn't expect to go back to Da Zhou, I didn't expect to come back alive. The accustomed surname looked at the person who had been following him beside him, but there was no familiar figure in the narrow car, and he was shocked, struggling to get up: "What about the others?" How's Chagudona? ”

Although I don't know who the Chagudona in her mouth is, looking at her anxious look, Mo Wei also guessed a little: "Most of your subordinates died, and some were rescued by a group of people later, as for whether the Chagudona you said was rescued, we don't know." ”

Speechless in a daze, she let Mo Wei redress the cracked wound for her. Half a sound before he spoke hoarsely: "Thank you for saving me." ”

Fuliu said sarcastically: "I can't imagine that you, a cold-blooded person, would care about the lives and deaths of others." ”

"Liu'er!" Mo Wei scolded softly, and suddenly became a little curious about Namu Duoer: "Who are you?" ”

"Who are you?" glanced at the busy Mo Wei vigilantly, and suddenly felt ridiculous again, accustomed to the sword light and sword shadow, and would always unconsciously guess what others thought.

Namu Duoer smiled: "Of course I am the princess of Da Zhou, why, don't you believe it?" ”

Before she could say anything to refute her, someone shouted when she closed it: "It's switched!" ”

The door closed and slowly opened, and a team of iron horsemen escorted a gorgeous carriage galloping past, rushing westward without slowing down at all, and Fuliu curiously opened the small window to look.

Crossing Fuliu, Namudor saw a familiar look on the speeding carriage.

"Is it also a sad person?" Namu Duoer retracted her gaze, not knowing what happened to Bo Yan now.

"Master Jun, the people in the car are injured, and it is inconvenient to get up, please see if it is accommodating." When the curtain was lifted, the bright light that pierced her eyes couldn't open, Namu Duoer was dizzy, and outside the car, it was the voice of the girl who took care of herself all the way.

"No, there is an order from above, anyone ・・・・・・" The rough voice carried an intolerant indifference.

Mo Wei quickly stuffed a heavy brocade bag into his hand, "Master Jun, she's just a girl, and she's about to go back to Da Zhou to invest in a distant relative, not a bad person・・・・・・" Mo Wei explained with a gesture, while covering Fu Liu's panicked face with his body.

The officer's eyes lit up, and he quietly put away the money bag. He waved his hand to the soldiers, "No problem, let them go." ”

The soldiers moved out of the way, and the wagons drove slowly through the two long columns.

"It's so dangerous," Mo Wei breathed a sigh of relief and covered the wooden box under Namudor's body, "Fortunately, they didn't find these weapons." ”

Fuliu complained a little dissatisfied, and Mo Wei whispered to comfort her. Next to her, Namu Duoer was quietly thinking about the pair of eyes just now. It's obviously an unfamiliar face, but the helpless and complaining eyes always give her a sense of déjà vu.

"Not far ahead is Wuliu Town." Namu Duoer is very familiar with introducing Mo Wei to her side.

"Are you really the princess of Da Zhou?" Fu Liu's eyes widened: "How can you be so familiar with Da Zhou?" ”

"No," Mo Wei smiled, "not only is she not the princess of Da Zhou, but she must not be from Da Zhou." I don't know if I'm right? ”

Namu Duoer also smiled: "How can you see that?" I don't have any writing on my face. ”

Mo Wei said lightly: "If you are the princess of Da Zhou, how can you be so familiar with the poor countryside?" If you are from the Great Zhou, how can you pretend to be a princess to assassinate the king, so as to provoke a war between the two countries? You must be an outsider, and the war between the Great Zhou and Hui is in your favor, so you are willing to take the risk to assassinate the Hui king. ”

Namu Duoer was speechless for a long time before she said: "I always thought that you were a healer who could only heal diseases and save people, but I didn't expect that you were thoughtful and quick-witted. If you were my enemy, I would do whatever it took to kill you. ”

Without waiting for Fuliu to scream, she continued: "If I still deny it now, not only will I betray your trust, but I am afraid that even your friend is not worthy of it." You're right, I'm not the princess of the Great Zhou, I'm the emperor of Tibet. ”

The person in front of him, although his face was pale without a trace of blood, even the person who could easily make fun of himself suddenly felt a heavy sense of oppression. It's like a snow-capped mountain that can't be seen in front of you. Fuliu covered her mouth in surprise, is this the majesty of the princess? Even in the face of the enemy, even in the face of death, it will not bow its head high.

Mo Yan's face remained unchanged: "Do you know that if a war breaks out, how many people will die because of you, and how many people will be ruined because of you?" When you face those gray-haired old women, those orphans and widows, won't you feel sad and guilty? ”

Namudor was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice, "But what can I do?" Can I just watch our Tibetans being trapped and killed by the returning army? Even if your civilians fight, they will still have enough to eat, and they will still have a glimmer of life. And we, Tibet, have been besieged by the Hui people for a year, and all the grain bags have been emptied, even so, we have to surrender to the Great Zhou, and pay tribute every year, is it our fault that all this is our fault? You hate war, do we like war? ”

The freshly wrapped wound was red again, slowly seeping out. Mo Wei desperately hugged her and didn't let her struggle anymore.

The empty eyes looked at Mo Wei blankly, and the Tibetan emperor muttered: "Do you know the pain of watching your relatives starve to death and you can't do anything about it? My chief of the guard, Chagudona's family, brought a letter last month. The letter said that she could send her brother to the army so that her eight-year-old brother could eat a bite of barley noodles without starving to death at home..."

Namu Doer's tears in her eyes could no longer be held back: "That's her only brother, he's still so young..."

Mo Wei was silent. It turns out that sometimes dying in war is to save more people from living. When a people are cornered and rebel, who can say that they are wrong? Is there a lower pursuit than this in order to survive?

took Namu Duoer into his arms and gently stroked her hair: "Everything will be fine, the Tubo people will definitely be saved, they will definitely ... As if she had just exhausted the strength in her body, Namu Duoer gradually calmed down and whispered, "I'm sorry." ”

Mo Wei held her hand tightly and asked softly, "Can you tell me your name?" ”

"Namudor."

A sudden sound of horses' hooves approached from behind. Mo Yan, who was about to say something, changed his face, and secretly hoped that this was not for them. This is the realm of the Great Zhou, and it is really not appropriate to cause any trouble.

Contrary to his wishes, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly stopped in front of the carriage, and the carriage slowly slid forward a few steps before coming to a halt. The guard next to the car poked into his head: "Don't go out, I'll deal with it." It didn't take long for the guard's voice to come in: "Official, what do you and this friend behind you mean?" ”

After that, there was the sound of the two pushing and shouting and arguing. A heavy sound of footsteps came towards him, looking at the officer's clothes that were getting closer and closer outside the curtain, Mo Wei couldn't help but jump down and said coldly: "Official, if there is any offense, I am here to make amends to you." It's just that I don't know which king's law we have violated, and I want you to entangle again and again? ”

The generals were stunned. The active generals in the army disturbed the people and caused trouble, and this charge was really not light, no wonder the rice buckets that were closed easily got out of the way and let them pass. It was a little strange that he was closed at the time, but now it seems that although the woman in front of him is young and looks handsome, she really has some means, but fortunately she doesn't have such a person at home.

Where did Mo Wei know that he was so fancy, only to see that his appearance was a little weird when he was happy and sad for a while, and he flashed his eyes in disgust, thinking in his heart, isn't this person crazy.

When his eyes fell to the back, he saw a person covered in blood, not only was the blood stains on his body a little scary, but even his appearance was terrifying, looking sloppy. Mo Wei shook his head, this general's friend didn't look normal, he didn't even bother to wipe the blood splashed on his face, he really didn't know where such a wild man jumped out.

Immediately took out a bag of silver from the car, as the saying goes, Hades is easy to provoke, and little ghosts are difficult, but now it seems to be the other way around. He was about to step forward and hand it to the general who was blocking the way. As soon as he turned around, he almost hit a person's body, don't be surprised, when did that wild man come here?

The guard's eyes flashed with a cold light, his body moved, he grabbed the man's hand, and was about to teach this boy a lesson, when his body flew out softly. The sound of the bones in his chest shattering was incessant, and it was not until he hit the ground that he let out a terrible cry that was not like a human scream, and the sternum was broken, and there was a large mouthful of blood spitting out of his mouth. A heavy smell of blood wafted through.

In an instant, people didn't have time to react, looking at the guards who were already angry, Mo Wei stared at the person in front of him angrily, and he couldn't speak for a while.

The person who came didn't seem to see the anger in Mo Wei's eyes, and indifferently reached out to lift the curtain. Mo was shocked and couldn't care about much, and rushed forward desperately.

A strong big hand pulled her back, no matter how hard she struggled, she didn't let go, and turned her head to stare at the general who had been silent, "Why are you pulling me?" If you don't let me go, I'll know that my intimidation has no effect at all now, and Mo Wu's voice is quiet.

The general had a cold face: "I'm for your good, you look at his eyes." Pointing cautiously at the red eyes, "Something doesn't seem quite right with him." ”

Only then did Mo Wei realize that the red light that he thought was bloodstains actually shot out of the man's eyes. The red and shiny eyes seemed to be dripping blood, making people dare not look directly. Don't worry about the cold in your heart, is this still a person?

"What is he going to do?" Asked hurriedly, although he didn't know any martial arts, he must not let him hurt others again.

The people in the car heard unusual movement outside, but no one rushed out recklessly, and just as a beam of light pierced into the car, a silver dagger suddenly flew out of the car.

The person in front of the car reacted quickly, and the dagger that was close at hand was caught by him, and with a slight force, the fine steel was pinched into a ball. The generals were dumbfounded when they saw it, and forgot about the worries around them for a while.

The curtain was lifted, and the pale Namdor's eyes came into view. The man froze suddenly, and so did the general. It was as if time had stopped flowing, and all the noise had suddenly calmed down.

The red glow in his eyes quietly faded, and he didn't notice Mo Wei coming to his side at all, and his world was melted into that voice with a little surprise, a little disbelief, and a little excitement, "Bo Yan..."

Like all fairy tales, the prince and princess hugged each other affectionately after their reunion, but this scene was finally not realized because of Mo Wei.

The body trembled suddenly, and there was a thick silver needle pierced on the sleeping hole.

"Bo Yan?" Namu Duoer tried to grab the trembling hands that reached out to her, and one fell unsteadily on Fuliu's body. "Miss! "Fuliu's frightened cry was heard, and her body was stained red with blood. "Miss, she vomited blood・・・・・・"

Mo Wei stepped forward and took a pulse, shook his head and said, "She is very weak now, and she can no longer be stimulated." Fuliu, drive the car faster. ”

The general stopped them: "Where are you going?" ”

A hint of anger flashed on the woman's pretty face: "Of course, it's to the town ahead." I'm going to treat her, and she's running out of it. ”

The general looked indifferent: "You shouldn't have saved her." ”

Mo was stunned: "Why?" ”

The general snorted coldly, put the unconscious man on his horse, and walked away. I don't know what's going on in my mind.

In a small courtyard in Wuliu Town, it quietly welcomed its second owner. Looking at Mo Worry's busy figures, the henchmen of the prince did not stay for a moment and quietly left.

The strange smell of herbs wafted out of the open window.

Inside the house, the twelve silver needles in the hands of the woman in Tsing Yi pierced out in an instant, and Namu Duoer, who was helped up, suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the original rapid breathing sound also calmed down at this time, and even her face was a little more bloody.

The woman sorted out the needle bag, but she kept thinking about the words of the general when he left, and the affectionate voice of the girl in front of her when she saw the person.

"Miss, Miss" shouted twice, Mo Wei came back to his senses, and Fu Liu held a bowl of steaming medicine: "Miss, the medicine is ready." ”

Mo Wei nodded, and was about to say something, when the hidden door was suddenly slammed open vigorously, and a person rushed in from the outside: "Miss, something has happened to His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

In the surprised eyes of the old man in the courtyard, Mo Wei rushed to the person wearing a hat: "What's wrong with him, tell me quickly!" ”

Take off the hat and reveal a face that has never been seen before.