Acting on orders? On whose orders? Wang Yan could think of it with his toes.

Bai Gong Sha's voice and smile once again emerged from his mind, Wang Yan involuntarily showed a wry smile, Wang Yan didn't have much feeling for Bai Gong Sha, Wang Yan really cared about another consciousness hidden in her body, that innocent, pure and unstained, like to stick to her own little girl, every time I think about it, my heart feels warm, although the time we get along is short, but the memory is still fresh.

What would have turned out of her time if she had recalled that time?

Thinking about it, Wang Yan shook his head violently, his expression was extremely embarrassed, if he hadn't had that spring dream at that time, if he hadn't picked her little chrysanthemum in his sleep, if there were no subsequent ambiguous things by the lake, Wang Yan believed that Bai Gongsha would be very grateful to him.

If, after all, it is just regret and fornication, there is no regret medicine in the world, and what has happened cannot be changed, from her point of view, although she has the grace to save her, but she has also done unforgivable things to her, in this era when the name is greater than her life, Wang Yan's kindness to save her is not worth the sin of defiling her body.

If she really wanted to, she was more likely to hunt herself down.

Wang Yan silently prayed to God in his heart, praying that Bai Gongsha would never think of those things, otherwise Wang Yan really didn't know how to face her.

Wang Yan attributed Bai Gongsha's actions to repaying her kindness, she was just repaying her kindness, she was not used to it, and the reason why she was not suitable was because she had never heard of anyone who could make Bai Gongsha owe him a favor before, and there was no comparison reference, so she was entangled.

Wang Yan was distracted for a moment, and asked Murong Yao'er with a smile.

"Sister, you are also acting on orders?"

Murong Yao'er glanced at Wang Yan and snorted coldly.

"That's nature, otherwise, you think I want to see you?"

Wang Yan looked embarrassed and said with a wry smile.

"I don't know where my brother upset my sister?"

"I hate promiscuous men." Murong Yao'er said casually.

Speaking of which, he talked to death, Wang Yan couldn't refute Murong Yao'er, his wives and concubines combined were over double digits, and he said that he was not abusive, that is, he was quibbling.

"It's annoying to my sister." Wang Yan smiled bitterly and arched his hand towards Murong Yao'er. "Sister Lao is here this time, if there is a place for my brother in the future, even if I am driven, I will definitely not give up."

Murong Yao'er glanced at Wang Yan, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and handed it to Wang Yan, and said coldly.

"This medicine is my new blend, it can cure all kinds of poisons, even if some poisons can't be cured, they can delay the onset of poison for ten days or even longer, don't lose it, it's precious."

"Please also ask my sister to thank Miss White House on my behalf."

"This is not an act of order." Murong Yao'er said with a cold face.

"Huh? Oh! It was my brother's imagination. Wang Yan sincerely apologized.

"I'm leaving!" Murong Yao'er snorted coldly angrily, turned the horse's head, and returned to the original way.

Wang Yan turned around and waved his hand towards the team, and the deputy general had been paying attention to Wang Yan's side, and immediately understood and sent a team of cavalry.

Wang Yan pointed to Murong Yao'er, who had just walked out not far away, and said to the cavalry who had rushed over.

"Escort her until she joins her companions."

The cavalry received the order and ran towards Murong Yao'er, and soon caught up, and a group of cavalry surrounded Murong Yao'er in the center, protecting it very tightly.

Murong Yao'er turned her head and glanced at Wang Yan from a distance, Wang Yan smiled and waved her hand, Murong Yao'er turned her head and didn't say anything.

Wang Yan didn't care, returned to the team with a smile, and continued to march towards the Temple of Earth.

Feng'e's curtain trembled slightly, Yue'e looked at Wang Yan through the curtain, before on the top of Dongshan, the shock that this man brought her was very strong, although the information was written in detail, but it was better to see than to hear, Yue'e had a deeper understanding of Wang Yan.

Dugu Mei'er's gaze flashed over Murong Yao'er, who had already gone away.

As Murong Yao'er left, the sky completely darkened, and when the child was approaching, the group finally came to the palace where the Temple of Earth was located, there were already maids waiting in front of the palace, the team stopped in front of the palace gate, Yue'e helped Dugu Mei'er to get off the phoenix, and entered the palace under the support of the maids.

The palace covers an area of hundreds of acres, there are 300 houses, there are inside and outside, there are 81 houses in the inner palace, all of them are female dependents, 219 houses in the outer palace, a small part of which is the eunuch who lives here, and the rest is for the guards at the time of the sacrifice live.

The empty house of the outer palace can accommodate up to 1,500 people, and Wang Yan chose 1,500 injured ones to follow him into the palace to live, and the rest camped outside the palace.

Walking into the door, suddenly a fragrant breeze blows on the face, the fragrance is refreshing, smelling it, and the heart is much more happy.

Passing through the straight bluestone slab road and passing through a gate, the group entered the outer palace.

The outer palace is decorated, exquisite*, the walls are painted with red paint, with the bluestone pavement, indescribably solemn, there is a pair of palace lamps on both sides every ten steps, the top of the five-foot-high white jade pile is hollowed out, and a silver lamp bowl is placed inside, and the flames are beating endlessly in the lamp bowl.

Under the leadership of the eunuchs, Wang Yan came to his courtyard, where two white little eunuchs stood under the trees in the courtyard and waited, and the two of them were specially waiting for the generals who lived in this courtyard.

Wang Yan ordered the two of them to boil the bath water, and before going to boil the bath water again, Wang Yan asked for a bucket of clean water to clean the armor and coiling dragon.

Wang Yan took off his armor, revealing the blood-stained undershirt inside, the white undershirt was dyed all red, and there was no trace of white to be found, Wang Yan took off his underwear, and his body was also covered with a layer of red marks.

When the little eunuch saw it, his body trembled involuntarily, and he almost knocked over the bucket, where had they ever seen such a scene, although they had heard that there were assassins on the East Mountain, but the little eunuch who had never seen the war imagined the tragedy of the battle.

After boiling the bath water, Wang Yan handed over the bloody clothes to the little eunuch and asked him to dispose of them, and the new clothes were placed in the wooden box behind the screen in the bath room, and the little eunuch stood in front of the door of the bath room and waited for Wang Yan to bathe, and was sent to rest by Wang Yan, and let the eunuch wait for the bath, it was embarrassing to think about it, and he was a little panicked, not to mention that there were still two little eunuchs with fine skin and tender flesh like half a girl.

The little eunuch was not only born white, but also very good at observing words and appearances, and when he saw that Wang Yan was full of blood, he boiled an extra basin of water.

Wang Yan used up the two large basins of water to wash away the blood stains on his body, but the blood was still there.

After rinsing his body, Wang Yan climbed into the bathtub, and the warm soup suddenly detonated Wang Yan's fatigue.

Today's events are extremely dangerous, looking back, frightened, archers, giants, eight-bull crossbows, rocket rain, Wang Yan reached out from the water, looked at the palm, and looked a little sad, killing people is not a comfortable thing.

The assassins who died at their hands today are not two thousand, but also one thousand and five, this is not a boast, there are no less than 10,000 assassins who have reached the top, and finally the corpses piled up on the mountain add up to six or seven thousand people, Wang Yan is not afraid that their unjust souls will come to ask for their lives, but it is a pity that the good sons and daughters are consumed in the infighting.

Wang Yan sighed and put his unhappiness behind him.

Loud* is not appropriate, quiet* is still doable!