Cheng Huai, dressed in white, just wanted to step into the house, but he was caught off guard, and a figure rushed towards him.

Although it was a man's outfit, this familiar aura made him subconsciously stretch out his hand and hold her in his arms.

Such a familiar person, who else is there besides Tong Yan.

He smiled softly, put one hand around her thin waist, and gently stroked Tong Yan's head with the other, comforting him in the softest voice: "Don't be afraid, let's go home together." ”

Tong Yan actually didn't want to cry, she had already thought of several countermeasures, even if Cheng Huai didn't come, she could get out.

But maybe Cheng Huai's embrace was too warm, maybe his touch was too gentle, or maybe his words were too stable, which made her eyes sour all of a sudden, the corners of her mouth were deflated, and the tears of grievance flowed down like pearls.

Cheng Huai's body stiffened, "Are you crying?" ”

He put his hands on her shoulders, trying to push her away to see if she was crying.

Tong Yan felt the strength on her shoulders, snorted twice dissatisfiedly, hugged his waist tightly, buried her face in his arms and rubbed back and forth, and wet the placket on Cheng Huai's chest.

Cheng Huai's heart was put back in his stomach at once, and she couldn't cry or laugh.

"What, trespassing into other people's mansions is your rule in the Central Plains?" Xiri Ahong looked at the men and women huddled in a ball at the door with a cold gaze.

Cheng Huai didn't know how to answer him, so he laughed angrily, and said in a calm tone: "What, robbing the county lord of the dynasty is the rule of your southern Xinjiang?" ”

Tong Yan didn't expect this Xiri Ahong to be so eloquent after being arrested, she pushed Cheng Huai away angrily, her eyes and the tips of her nose were red, and she turned around and glared at Xiri Ahong.

Xiri Ahong sneered, stared at Tong Yan and asked, "What is better than me, isn't it good to be my princess?" After the future is a country, is it not as good as a mere princess? ”

Cheng Huai is better than you everywhere, you can't even compare to a single hair of his hair, you despicable and shameless villain!

It's a pity that Tong Yan couldn't speak, so she could only scold in her heart, opening her two round eyes and staring at him deadly.

"Princess? Queen? Cheng Huai frowned, "Then what is Princess Anle that you are marrying?" ”

Xiri Ahong didn't speak, and a trace of remorse flashed in his eyes.

"Since Southern Xinjiang is not interested in marrying, it is playing with us? Is it humiliating us Central Plains people, humiliating Your Majesty, and trying to provoke a war between the Central Plains and Southern Xinjiang? In that case, please return the princess, my majesty who will be 1510 overnight! Cheng Huai Yizheng said unhappily.

Xiri Ahong was a little panicked, he was really dizzy for a while, not only said this to Tong Yan, but also said it in front of the prince of Wei in a fit of anger, if this matter is really yellow, and even provoked the two countries to make enemies, the father will definitely not hesitate to cut off his head and sacrifice it to the emperor of the Central Plains, in order to eliminate anger.

"I, I ......" Xiri Ahong gritted his teeth and lowered his head, "Princess Anle will always be the wife I am marrying, I just said that if I was dizzy for a while, I just wanted to invite the county lord to come over and make a joke, and I hope that the prince Haihan will forgive me for my rudeness." ”

Cheng Huai really didn't want to make a noise.

This is related to Tong Yan's reputation, although he doesn't care, it doesn't mean that people in the world can stop talking about Tong Yan.

It has been four days since the day she disappeared, although she has always claimed that Tong Yan is sick in bed, but if she suddenly says that she was abducted by Xiri Ahong, wouldn't the so-called sick in bed be self-defeating before?

A person who foams foam at the mouth will drown people.

And those people don't care what the real thing is, they will only use the most malicious thoughts to speculate on others, take other people's pain as their own after-dinner conversation, ridicule and humiliate, to get their own pleasure!

Cheng Huai didn't want to see Tong Yan, a delicate flower, become depressed, she should always be in full bloom.

It's shameless and skinless! Tong Yan glared angrily, but whined a few times and couldn't speak.

Only then did Cheng Huai realize that Tong Yan couldn't speak, his heart sank suddenly, a chill rose all over his body, and his eyes glanced at Xiri Ahong like a blade.

The whole room was a little cold all at once.

Xiri Ahong's pupils shrank, and his heart trembled, and he was a little frightened.

He had only seen such a look in the eyes of his own father, and he had seen it when his father had ordered the killing.

He immediately realized something, pretended to be calm, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it to Cheng Huai, his throat was slightly tight, he forced his neck to look at Cheng Huai, and said, "Just take it." ”

"Water." Cheng Huai said in a deep voice with great displeasure.

The maid looked at him with some fear, as if if if he was disobedient, he would break her neck in the next second, and she looked at her master pleadingly, hoping that he would say something.

Perhaps the heavens heard her prayers, and Siri Ahong gave her a look.

The maid was relieved and hurriedly brought the water.

In the porcelain vase was an orange-red ball, Tong Yan pinched it and looked at it twice, and then looked at Xiri Ahong's expression before taking the water and taking it down.

After a while, Tong Yan was able to speak, but her voice was a little hoarse.

"After a day, we can go back to normal." Xiri Ahong explained against Cheng Huai's sharp gaze like a blade.

Cheng Huai snorted coldly, strode to the side of the bed, picked up the cloak, wrapped Tong Yan firmly, buttoned her hat, and pulled her to go out.

Tong Yan said "hey", she didn't want to forget it like this, and struggled her arms back.

Such a person, if An Le marries, he will be wasted for life! You can't let the people of southern Xinjiang go so simply, you have to show your majesty!

Cheng Huai glared at her, grabbed her shoulders with one hand, and pulled her out with the other.

Standing under the lamp, Xiri Ahong looked at the figures of the two of them disappearing into the darkness, his expression was obscure.

This Cheng Huai is really a little scary.

Outside the house, there was a circle of guards, riding tall horses and swords at their waists, sparsely enclosing the whole house.

It was very dark, and the guards didn't light the lights, so Tong Yan couldn't see anything clearly.

Cheng Huai took her hand and walked to the horse, and directly carried her on the horse, causing Tong Yan to shout in a low voice.

"Sit down." Cheng Huai said in a low voice, still holding her, got on the horse with one hand, sat behind Tong Yan, reached out and grabbed the reins, and circled her in front of him.

If she had felt his scorching body before, Tong Yan would have been shy, but at this moment, she only felt very relieved, very peaceful, and very warm.

Cheng Huai didn't say anything, clamped the horse's belly, "drove", and the horse ran obediently.

Seeing that the prince had left, the leading guard whistled, and with the rest of the men and horses, he ran behind the prince to the capital division.

"Why don't you pursue it?" Tong Yan leaned into his arms and asked sullenly, "An Le in this life, do you want to live with such a villain?" ”