"County Lord, if there is nothing else, I will leave first." Li Mu's eyes were lowered, and his tongue was a little bitter.

Xie Yanhe moved his lips, but he didn't know what to say. But Li Mu is her life-saving benefactor, and she can't treat it as if nothing happened.

"Li Gongzi, I'm sorry for what happened at the beginning." Xie Yanhe finally said.

Xie Yanhe was angry about this marriage, because Li Mu was the person who arranged it with the crown princess and her own grandmother, Xie Yanhe had always regarded this marriage contract as a shame, and he had never looked at this fiancé squarely.

But the person who saved her now is Li Mu, who has been humiliated by her. Putting aside the bond between the two people, Li Mu is courageous, resolute, broad-minded, and sincere, but he is not worthy of him.

"County Lord, I don't blame you." Hearing this belated apology, Li Mu's heart was complicated and unspeakable, and the county lord of Yonghe had never had his own shadow in his heart.

Li Mu smiled bitterly: "The county lord doesn't have to blame himself. This marriage was originally what I forced. I...... I knew in my heart that I was not worthy of the county lord. ”

Xie Yanhe's eyelashes trembled, and the fingers she hid in her sleeves suddenly clenched. The more Li Mu was like this, the more sad Xie Yanhe's heart became.

Whether it is His Majesty or the crown prince, who is involved with himself, Li Mu's career is broken. But in those brown eyes, there was a frankness, and there was no trace of resentment.

"Li Gongzi, you will definitely meet a better woman than me in the future, raise your eyebrows and grow old together......" The tears in his eyes flashed, and Xie Yanhe sincerely wished.

"Thank you, thank you, county lord." Li Mu spoke with great difficulty. Only he knows that in his heart, the county lord of Yonghe is a fairy in the sky, and in this life, he will never meet a better woman than the county lord of Yonghe.

......The sound of horses' hooves like raindrops came from far and near, and the uniform rhythm was like the beat of war drums, and the sound smashed into everyone's ears.

Xie Yanhe turned his head sideways when he heard the sound, and saw that at the corner of the street and alley, a team of Jin Wuwei came galloping, with dark iron armor and a solemn appearance.

The leader rode a jade lion that shone in the night, with a robe and a jade belt, and on the pitch-black bun, the dragon-patterned red and blonde crown shone dazzlingly under the bright sun. It turned out to be Wei Zhao.

"Your Majesty......" Xie Yanhe couldn't help but call.

At the same time, Wei Zhao slammed the reins in his hand, accompanied by a "huh-", Wei Zhao turned over and dismounted, a pair of majestic and deep ink eyes selectively ignored Li Mu, staring at Xie Yanhe tightly, from her face downwards, his eyes swept inch by inch, and after confirming that Xie Yanhe did not have any scars on his face, the ape arm stretched out and hugged Xie Yanhe tightly into his arms.

Wei Zhao's thin lips let out a sigh, and his hands were still trembling: "Mianmian, I heard that something happened to you, and my three souls and seven spirits were scared away." ”

When he was in the carriage, Xie Yanhe was afraid of putting pressure on Cherry and Mandarin Duck, so he didn't dare to cry; When she was in front of Li Mu, she had to endure it, and she couldn't lose the momentum and face of the Hou Mansion; Now that she was in front of Wei Zhao, the tears in Xie Yanhe's eyes couldn't stop anymore, and her voice revealed a trace of choking: "Your Majesty, I almost can't see you...... I'm so scared......"

Xie Yan and the tail sound trembled, their eyelashes fluttered, and their faces were full of tears.

Wei Zhao hadn't recovered from the fear in his heart until this time. If it weren't for the fact that the Ministry of Rites had pressed the wedding day to the shortest, and he had to give his most beloved woman an incomparably grand wedding, Wei Zhao would have taken Xie Yanhe back to the palace today. and lest you leave people outside, and let yourself be afraid.

"What's going on today?" Wei Zhao's palm slowly rubbed Xie Yanhe's jade back, and his deep voice revealed an indulgent gentleness. But the gaze that fell on Li Mu was questioning and scrutinizing, majestic and indifferent, as if he was looking at an ant, which made people feel more stressed.

Li Mu knelt on the ground, his head hanging all the time. Emperor Jianyuan's gaze made him feel like a man's back, but Li Mu boasted that he had a clear conscience, and replied respectfully: "Back to Your Majesty, the last general came out of the Chengjun Palace, and happened to encounter the carriage of the Jingping Marquis Mansion. When the last general saw that the horse pulling the cart was mad, he was worried that something would happen to the people in the carriage, so he rode his horse and followed......"

"Your Majesty, it was General Li who saved me." Afraid that Wei Zhao would make things difficult for Li Mu, Xie Yanhe hurriedly wiped his tears with Wei Zhao's sleeve and relieved Li Mu.

The county lord of Yonghe was willing to speak for himself, and Li Mu's bitter heart finally tasted a slight sweetness. Even if his rival in love was the Ninety-Five Venerable in front of him, Li Mu's attitude was still neither humble nor arrogant.

"The end will be just a gesture."

Wei Zhao gently pinched the soft (meat) in Xie Yanhe's palm, and while tasting the incredibly soft and smooth (tender) touch between his fingertips, he said casually: "Don't worry, I will never treat meritorious people badly." ”

Wei Zhao's words are not perfunctory and fake. Wei Zhao's original plan was to take Li Mu's life on the way back to Liaodong, but Li Mu was lucky and saved the treasure in his palm, Wei Zhao not only would not kill him, but would also give Li Mu a rich reward.

Hearing this, Xie Yanhe secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that it would cause Wei Zhao's misunderstanding, and then make Wei Zhao suspicious of Li Mu. In the past, she could not care about Li Mu's life or death, but now, she can't take revenge.

"Your Majesty, General Li saved my life, and you can't miss General Li's reward." Xie Yanhe temporarily forgot the fear that Fang Cai's life was hanging by a thread, and pestered Wei Zhao to help Li Mu ask for benefits.

"Don't worry, I'm not such a stingy person." Wei Zhao pinned Xie Yan and a strand of hair that slipped down her cheeks behind her ear, and his sharp gaze fell on the top of Li Mu's head, and said lightly: "You are the pearl in my palm, and in my heart, you are as heavy as Jiangshan Sheji." Li Mu is a meritorious person, and I will reward him heavily. ”

With Wei Zhao's promise, Xie Yanhe was completely relieved. As for Wei Zhao's confessional words, Xie Yanhe would not take them seriously.

One is an ex-fiancé, the other is his future husband, and if he stays in vain, Xie Yanhe said softly: "Your Majesty, I am a little dizzy and want to go back to rest." ”

Li Mu's body trembled when he heard this, he raised his head instinctively, his eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but reveal a trace of worry when he looked at the county lord of Yonghe.

However, thinking of his identity, Li Mufang felt inappropriate. It's just that before he could retract his gaze, he was suddenly locked tightly by a sharp and incomparable gaze.

Li Muton's gaze on himself weighed more than 10,000 jun, and he suddenly couldn't move, and the chill in his eyes was like a sharp blade sharpening iron like clay, and the knife saw blood. In an instant, Li Mu was sweating and sweating.

Wei Zhao snorted heavily, arguing with Li Mu, it was a self-surrendering identity.

"Sleep, go back to the palace with me." Wei Zhao flew on the horse, leaned forward, scooped his arms forward, and hugged Xie Yanhe into his arms.

Seeing this, Cherry hurriedly handed over the cloak.

Wei Zhao carefully tied Xie Yanhe on the horse, raised his horsewhip, and galloped away with Xie Yanhe.

Mianmian had just been so frightened and almost died, Wei Zhao didn't put people under his nose, so he couldn't feel at ease.

It wasn't until Jin Wuwei retreated that Li Mu slowly straightened up, looking at the direction where the county lord of Yonghe disappeared, and for a long time, he pulled his lips, his smile was full of bitterness and self-deprecation.

Wei Zhao carried Xie Yanhe all the way into the Qianyuan Palace.

Entering the dormitory, without waiting for Xie Yan and his reaction, the person had already arrived at the dragon bed.

"Your Majesty." Xie Yanhe shouted.

Wei Zhao's face was solemn, his dark eyes did not show a trace of lust, and he said in a dumb voice: "Good sleep, let me see if you are injured." ”

Wei Zhao didn't dare to think back to his feelings when he learned from Qinglong Wei that something had happened to Mianmian. It was a kind of fear, despair and madness that wanted to lift the sword and kill oneself and kill the people of the world.

"Your Majesty, I'm really fine." Xie Yanhe dodged Wei Zhao's arm reaching out to her.

Xie Yanhe's heart inexplicably gave birth to a subtle feeling: the man in front of him was like a dormant beast, which could erupt at any time. The ink eyes as deep as a cold pool, as sharp as a sword, and as cold as ice and snow, were full of complexity, more unfathomable than usual, and made people feel like they were on the edge of the abyss, and they were daunting.

"Mianmian, are you afraid of me?" The girl on the bed is covered with green silk, a petite face is not as big as one of her palms, her skin is snow-white, her lips are pale pink, her peach blossom eyes are fluttering, even if her expression is fragile, her seemingly amorous eyes still contain a touch of softness and affection.

Wei Zhao's gaze gradually became hot, the girl's expression was pure and charming, and the unconscious temptation was the most moving.

"How could I be afraid of Your Majesty." Xie Yanhe couldn't guess Wei Zhao's thoughts, and he couldn't understand the complexity in the eyes of men.

She was just keenly aware of the deep and unhappy hidden in Wei Zhao's tone, and couldn't help but soften her voice, and took the initiative to hug Wei Zhao's arm, with a soft and well-behaved expression on her face: "The horse pulling the cart suddenly went crazy, and I was frightened." Fortunately, there was a cherry, and she protected me in her arms for the first time. Seriously, Your Majesty is my savior. ”

"The little mouth is so sweet, is it honey?" Although Wei Zhao knew that this girl's well-behaved words were all pretended, and even the flattery was very false, Wei Zhao still felt useful, the darkness in his ink eyes disappeared in an instant, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and he pecked lightly on the clever cherry mouth.

The touch on his lips could not be ignored, Xie Yanhe pushed Wei Zhao away, his pretty face sank, and a faint chill appeared in his peach blossom eyes.

"Has Your Majesty found out who is trying to harm me? Isn't it the East Palace? ”

Xie Yanhe swore that if she found out the murderer who killed her, she would definitely crush people to ashes.

"It's not the crown prince, I have planted eyeliner in the East Palace, and everything is normal in the East Palace."

The crown princess is ignorant and repeatedly attacks Mianmian, but the prince not only did not restrain the princess's behavior, but even contributed to it. Wei Zhao was disappointed, so he simply asked Qinglongwei to monitor the East Palace, and once he found an abnormality, he would report it immediately. It can be said that Wei Zhao's move did not save face for Wei Jin, the prince, at all.

From the founding of the Wei family to the present, only the abolished princes of the past dynasties will have the treatment of Wei Jin.

"Your Majesty, it's not the East Palace, who will it be?" Xie Yanhe's heart was skeptical. It is said that Wei Zhao has no need to fool himself, but what if Wei Zhao wants to protect the prince?

Wei Zhao was almost laughed at, he never thought that his credibility was so low in Mianmian's heart.

"You don't believe in me like that?" Wei Zhao raised his eyebrows, and his deep voice implied the momentum and majesty that belonged to the king: "I am a king, and I am a king. ”

Wei Zhaodu said this, and Xie Yanhe didn't say anything more. She couldn't help biting her thumb and going through all the enemies in her heart, feeling that everyone was suspicious.

Wei Zhao was amused by Xie Yan and his contemplative appearance. He stretched out his index finger and probed into Xie Yanhe's tender mouth, and pressed his fingertips her red lips to save Xie Yanhe's thumb.

Looking at the red mark on the finger that was as white as jade, Wei Zhao put it on his lips and kissed it, and said unhappily: "Don't bite your finger again." ”

Looking at Xie Yanhe's eyes wide and very dissatisfied, he smiled faintly and said neatly: "If you really want to bite, bite me." ”