There are always many unexpected surprises in the world, maybe one moment you are still living a boring and slightly boring peaceful life, and the next moment you are suddenly shaking on the spot, and familiar people become blurred with flesh and blood. Those seemingly unchanged days are actually so fragile.

A lantern came in the warm pavilion, and as soon as the room lit up, Xue Chongxun came back to his senses slightly, remembering that when the knives of those outlaws were wielding their clothes just now, they were not afraid at all, and it was estimated that they were stunned at that time, just like the people in the house did not expect fear when there was a sudden earthquake.

When he looked back, Murong Yan's front placket was covered in blood...... I was dyed when I was holding myself just now. He casually picked up a coat on the desk and handed it over, pointing lightly at the placket. Murong Yan looked down, and immediately understood, so she took the clothes handed over and hugged them in her arms.

After a while, more people came into the room, and Xue Chongxun walked out of the warm pavilion and was talking to people. Murong Yan sat on a hu bed, holding the coat that had just been handed over by someone else in her arms, in a daze, her mind was blank, but occasionally flashed the various fragments that had just happened.

The dark-skinned man outside the screen was talking, his voice still calm and magnetic, as if there was nothing in this world that could move him? I could hear his voice say, "Is there a living mouth?" ”

An old man's voice said, "Only one is wounded, and the others are dead." That person doesn't have to be sent to jail, just handed over to the Intelligence Bureau...... There were assassins in the city, and the old man didn't hear any news beforehand, so he couldn't escape the blame. ”

Xue Chongxun's tone did not mean to blame: "The Yamen of the Intelligence Bureau has just been established, and the work has not yet been rolled out, so Yuwen Gong does not have to blame himself." It was an accident. ”

The old man's voice said: "The old man will definitely be able to find clues from the clues, get to the bottom of this matter, and then explain it to Xue Lang." ”

Xue Chongxun said: "Is the prime minister injured? Makes you frightened. ”

The fat man's voice became familiar and unfamiliar when it reached Murong Yan's ears: "Fortunately, Wei Guogong is very good at martial arts, and in a blink of an eye, he can get rid of half of the assassins coming down from the roof, otherwise the guards may not be able to resist." ”

A young Lang Jun's voice said: "Being able to mobilize so many assassins to make a desperate bet is definitely not done by ordinary people, and the biggest suspicion should be the Tubo people." I am afraid that the news of the Tuyuhun people's attack on Stone Fort City in the peace clause will be leaked and known to the city; If the prime minister dies in Shanzhou, the people who will benefit the most will naturally be the Tibetans. ”

Xue Chongxun said: "What the young uncle said is true, but the truth still needs to be verified by Yuwen Gong to be determined. He paused and said, "This hotel is outside the state office, and the defense is not very stable. If the prime minister lives in the state yamen, the yamen is heavily guarded, and unless the army is used to attack it, it will be difficult for the assassins to enter...... You have picked up and changed your clothes, and you will move to the state office tonight. ”

"The assassins are dead and wounded, and now there will be no more trouble. ”

"We can't be in the same place, it's not a bad thing to be careful."

The people outside the screen spoke for a while and left, and then there was the sound of "rustling" pulling at the corpse. After a while, Fu Lu also walked into the warm pavilion, glanced at Murong Yan and said, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, you change your clothes, we have to move the ground tonight." ”

Murong Yan stared blankly at the lantern on the paper table resting next to him, and there were two Chinese characters "Shanzhou" written on it, which were brought in by one of Xue Chongxun's generals just now, and the lantern is still ...... It's as if it's been here for a long time, and people always have a delusion.

Seeing this, Fu Lu was a little embarrassed and said, "At first, it was really unexpected, those assassins came at me, and they have nothing to do with the princess......"

Fu Lu touched the pigtail on his head, and said: "I also regret it a little at this time, the sword and arrow have no eyes, if I accidentally hurt the princess, I will not be able to explain to the king when I go back, I already knew that I would not bring you to Tang Realm." ”

Murong Yan gradually came to her senses, and said with a smile: "It's okay, isn't it okay now?" I am a member of the Murong clan, so naturally I should do my part for the people of the Murong clan. I helped Wei Guogong last time when he was in Tuyuhun, and it is beneficial for me to participate in the peace negotiations. Besides, last year, our army was requisitioned, didn't I also come with Brother Wang? I'm not that squeamish. ”

"That's fine, let's go back quickly when we're done with business." Seeing that Murong Yan was still clinging to a coat, Fu Lu said, "What are you still holding that thing for?" ”

Murong Yan said in her heart: If he saw the blood stains on my chest, would he guess that he had hugged Xue Chongxun? There were no assassins in the warm pavilion, and in addition to the blood stained on Xue Chongxun's body, what else could it be?

The power of the Tuyuhun Khanate fell to the hands of the great minister Fulu, because most of the tribal nobles supported Fulu; Speaking of which, the root cause is that the Murong clan once lost the power of the Khan, and it was entirely relying on the strength of the Fulu clan to restore the royal family.

Murong Yan's marriage to Fu Lu was completely a political transaction, and she hoped that her sensible young brother could sit in the king's position well. She had also fantasized about using the power of the Tang Dynasty to restore the real power of the Murong clan, but now the time has not come: the Tang Dynasty needs the real power faction of the Fulu family to maintain regional stability; And if the Murong clan loses Fulu, and cannot effectively control other nobles, it will not be able to truly control the royal power.

Thinking of this, Murong Yan's eyes showed a trace of tiredness and sadness, and forced herself to be coquettish: "Da Xiang will avoid it first, and I will change my clothes." ”

Fu Lu smiled: "The old husband and wife, what else do you avoid?" ”

Both spoke in Xianbei because there were no outsiders here. Murong Yan blushed and made an embarrassed expression: "I was frightened just now, and I didn't want the prime minister to see what was wrong about me...... You're just going to go out for a while. ”

Fu Lu pondered for a while, and laughed and said: "The guts are too small, the princess can't pee|, she is scared out and wet her pants|, right?" ”

Murong Yan's face turned blue and white for a while, and she gently pushed Fu Lu with a smile: "You just go out first." ”

"Good, good!" Fu Lu laughed, and finally turned and walked outside.

Murong Yan hurriedly pulled the curtain, put down the coat in her arms, untied the silk stained with a lot of blood on her body, and threw it directly into the brazier on the side.

Then she found a clean bandeau and silk clothes, untied the white silk chest and clothes on her body, and threw them into the fire. There was a pair of bronze mirrors on the dresser next to her, and she saw her beautiful lines in the mirror, round and full breasts, the lower lines of crisp breasts were suddenly thin and soft, and the smooth abdomen was as tight and soft as a snake body.

Her fingers stroked the line lightly and she sighed slowly. She smelled the smell of burning embers of blood, silk and blood, the strong smell made people feel as if a red-hot torture instrument was burned on the delicate skin, her body trembled slightly, and a tear quietly slipped down her cheek.

…… That night, Murong Yan and Fu Lu moved into a public house in the state government to settle down, although it was not as comfortable as the hotel, but it was safer. The Prefecture Complex was a semi-fortress-like fortification, which served not only as the office of the local governor, but also as the place where the officials defended their allegiance to the Son of Heaven until the end. If Shanzhou was breached by the enemy, the governor could assemble troops to make a final resistance in the Yamen fortifications in order to fulfill his duty of defending the territory. So it's very safe here, and the assassins can't get in at all.

Fu Lu slept beside him, and Murong Yan was used to hearing the thunderous snoring, but tonight she felt extra strange, and she couldn't sleep because of the noise.

Her mind kept coming to her mind with that dark, rough but heroic voice and smile, and she kept hearing the deep voice ringing in her ears.

"The destiny of heaven may not be violated, and the fate may not be of one's own will, but man can still act independently. Change a qiē, that kind of talent can start their own business......"

"I'm here, don't be afraid." …… She saw a firm, gentle gaze that shimmered heart-wrenching in the stillness of the night.

In the darkness, Murong Yan's shoulders twitched silently, and her heart was sour and tingling. Sometimes she notices the roaring snoring next to her, and she feels very remorseful. Although Fu Lu is not good, although it is just a marriage, he does not have much to be sorry for the Murong family, helping the royal family restore royal power, usually treating her badly but not with too many bad intentions, and he is a righteous husband...... Murong Yan thought: I am lying next to my husband, but I am thinking about other people, is this unfaithful?

Then she comforted herself: he didn't think about me in his heart, he didn't care about my life or death at the time of crisis, as long as my body was loyal, there was nothing wrong with me, right? Who knows who I'm thinking, who I'm thinking, who I'm thinking, can I take care of?

In the midst of this entanglement left and right, she finally fell asleep.

The next day, Fu Lu proposed to return to Guhun three days later, and the two sides secretly set up an itinerary...... Because of last night's unexpected incident, the Shanzhou military became a little sensitive. In fact, it is very difficult for Tibet to carry out ambushes or assassinations, and it is not easy. Because since the Battle of Jishi Mountain, the eastern front of Tubo has completely fallen into the hands of the Tang army, and it is really a difficult technical task to cross the enemy-occupied area.

In order to show off his strength and deter Tuyuhun, Xue Chongxun invited Fu Lu and other Tuyuhun envoys to the north of the city for a military parade.

It is now early spring, although there is no bleak autumn soldiers on the battlefield, but thousands of armored soldiers are lined up in the snow in the snowflakes, and the scene is also very impressive.

The distance of three feet from the left and right sides and the front and rear accounted for one person, which was already a very dense formation, and the cavalry needed more space. Rao is dense, and thousands of people stand together densely and get nearly twenty acres of land.

Xue Chongxun was wearing an official uniform and came on horseback, and Fu Lu and other Tuyuhun envoys and Murong Yan also followed around, looking at this Tang army together. If the peace talks are successful, they will leave the country and be stationed in the city of Tuyuhun King.

The battle flag flew fiercely in the cold wind, in addition to the flag with the national name "Tang", there was also the banner of Xue, the head of the march of Fu Qidao, because the military power of this army was in the hands of Xue Chongxun, and there was also the banner of the main general Zhang Wulang "Right Jin Wuwei General Zhang".

I don't know how these Xianbei people around me feel when they see the Tang Army that is about to occupy their territory? Xue Chongxun thought that their feelings must be very complicated, and the Tang army stationed at this time could not be completely regarded as conquerors or invaders, because the surrounding countries still had a great sense of identity with the Tang Dynasty. G