After inviting Xue Chongxun inside, Murong Yan closed the door with her backhand and bolted the door bolt. Xue Chongxun suddenly turned around and glanced at the deadbolt. His gaze was intense, as if he could see many unknown things. Murong Yan's ears suddenly became hot, and she hurriedly pulled out the door bolt and said, "I'...... I didn't mean that. ”

"I know." Xue Chongxun said quietly, and bolted the door again, "It's windy outside, and if you don't latch it, the wind will open the door and pour it in." ”

"Hmm......" Murong Yan's eyes wandered, and she didn't even dare to look at Xue Chongxun. When she turned around and sat back in her chair, she couldn't help but glance at Xue Chongxun, only to see that he was also looking at her, so she hurriedly looked away.

I saw Murong Yan wearing a tight-fitting narrow-sleeved robe and trousers, with a silk belt around her waist, so that her waist was as flexible and graceful as a water snake, and with the tight and narrow sleeves, she showed slender arms and waist, highlighting her slender figure. The women's clothes of this Xianbei tribe are more in line with Xue Chongxun's aesthetics, and in fact, the regular clothes of the Han people are also Xianbei clothes, which are influenced by them, and they usually wear Hufu, but they must wear wide and elegant Hanfu on formal sacrificial occasions.

Xue Chongxun carefully looked at Murong Yan's figure, although she was wearing trousers, her upper robe was very long, the long and narrow clothes were wrapped around her body, and they were divided in two by the belt, and the bottom was like a half-cut skirt, showing the contour curve of her hips movingly.

In such a quiet environment, lonely men and widows were in the same room, the atmosphere was in place, Xue Chongxun was seduced by her swaying figure, and his mouth was a little dry.

He was faintly uneasy in his heart, although it was the Tang Dynasty, although it was a Hu person, but the two men and women were locked up in the same room, I am afraid it would inevitably be misunderstood...... Is it a misunderstanding?

But people's psychology is very strange, the more worried they are, the more heart-warming they are; The more bad karma is not allowed, the more I want to overcome. Xue Chongxun laughed at himself: When I am close to my age, don't I still have a rebellious mentality?

"Wei Guogong sit down for a while, and I'll make tea for you." Murong Yan said a bland word very uncalmly, and her eyes just looked at the floor.

The gray floors, the old rooms, all of them are so old and gray. This Shanzhou Prefecture has really been used for some years, and it has experienced the baptism of time and war, and it continues to be used for tinkering, which is what it looks like. But because of such an ancient environment, Hongyan seems to have more connotation, set off by the ancient house, and under her beautiful appearance, it seems to precipitate the resentment of history.

Xue Chongxun said: "If I really wait for the big picture to come back, we will be bumped into and locked in the house, and the consequences may be a bit strict." ”

Probably, somewhat, to put it lightly. Murong Yan asked faintly, "What will happen?" ”

Xue Chongxun thought for a while: "It depends on the attitude of the prime minister, is it forbearance to take care of the overall situation, or is it annoyed and angry?" You know his character best. If it were my place in the position of Vorus, it would definitely be the latter......"

Murong Yan's face was a little pale, and she bit her lips lightly: "I'm afraid he is the same as Wei Guogong." ”

"In this case, all the efforts of the previous few months of peace talks will be in vain, I will naturally not let you go back, Fulu will only die, and the more chaotic Tugu Hun is, the easier it will be for my Tang army to fight. And you will be protected...... Just like last night, there is no cost. ”

Murong Yan regained a little sense of reason and hurriedly stood up, "I can't let Brother Wang get into trouble. Then go to the door and pull the deadbolt.

With a soft sound, Xue Chongxun's palm pressed on the door panel, lowered his head and said softly: "Shanzhou Prefecture is my place, will give Fu Lu a chance to break it on the spot?" ”

"It's not...... That's not true. Murong Yan hurriedly shook her head, "Duke Weiguo, please come back, come back later!" ”

Xue Chongxun suddenly reached out and hugged her waist, and his big hand passed smoothly from her armpit, hugged her waist, buried his head and leaned his lips against her ear: "In the far east, no one can stop your heart. Let me feel, is your heart really as still? ”

He pressed his other hand lightly on her full breasts, and with a slight push of his fingers, several round and smooth depressions formed.

Murong Yan almost cried, struggling to escape from Xue Chongxun's palm, fleeing to the corner of the wall, and building the wall with her back tightly against the old earth rammed board, "Don't come here!" ”

"I didn't go there." Xue Chongxun sighed, "This farewell, I wonder if there will be a chance to meet in this life?" Leave. He simply pulled the deadbolt of the door, grabbed a door with both hands, and opened it with a breath, and the cold wind suddenly poured in, and the light was also bright.

"Wait...... Wait a minute! Murong Yan suddenly shouted.

"How?" When Xue Chongxun looked back, he saw that she was already in tears, and he was very surprised and looked at her with some surprise.

In an instant, Xue Chongxun tasted the twists and turns in this, and understood how the sentence just now was completely nonsense, and he didn't wait for Murong Yan to answer, and directly stepped out of the threshold.

Murong Yan said in a trembling voice, "Can you stay for a while?" ”

Xue Chongxun said without looking back: "I didn't say to leave, wait for me to explain." As he walked out the door, he saw a green-robed scribe coming from the side of the corridor.

Seeing Xue Chongxun, the scribe hurriedly stood still, clenched his fists and bowed down and said, "The little one has seen Ming Gong." ”

"What's your name?" Xue Chongxun asked. There are a lot of people in this yamen, although he is familiar with all the officials, but he really can't figure out who is whose name.

The scribe was a little surprised and a little surprised when he heard this, why did Thorn Shi care about his name? At that moment, he hurriedly clenched his fists and respectfully reported his name and position.

Xue Chongxun nodded and beckoned, "There is something for you to do." The scribe hurried over and listened intently. Xue Chongxun said: "You go to stay outside the Yimen, and when you see Tuyuhun Daxiang Fulu coming back, you will find a reason to say a few words and drag it for a while, and then send Xu to come and knock on the door, understand?" ”

The scribe didn't ask much, but replied, "The little one remembers." ”

"Very good, the things I personally handed over to you are going to be done."

"Yes, yes."

Xue Chongxun waved his hand with satisfaction: "Go." "He's not afraid of any rumors going out, just like what he said to Murong Yan just now, it's not a problem to be in the distant Longyou Road, the Tuyuhun people will go back to the West Sea in two days, what does the gossip here have to do with them?

He looked left and right, then stepped lightly through the door, latching it again. Murong Yan was still standing in the corner, the tears in her eyes looked pitiful, and she looked at Xue Chongxun in a trembling voice: "We...... What are we going to do? ”

"Do nothing." Xue Chongxun himself didn't believe the lies he said, and tried his best to walk slowly towards her at a very casual pace, "It's just to feel each other's hearts beating together for one more moment, but to prevent others from misunderstanding." ”

"You lied to me, I ...... It's not a three-year-old. Murong Yan bit her lip and said.

Xue Chongxun laughed in his heart when he heard this.

Murong Yan said in a pleading tone, "I just want to stay with you for a while, don't do anything like that, okay?" ”G