Murong Xun helped Zhao Ling get closer to the fire, rubbed his shoulder and asked, "Is it still cold?" ”

Zhao Ling tilted his head on Murong Xun's shoulder, "It's cold, it's so cold!" ”

How good is that?

He worked hard to marry him, if he died like this, it would not be of any benefit to him at all, thinking about it, Murong Xun gritted his teeth, took off his coat, and snuggled in Zhao Ling's arms, using his body to warm him. His body was really cold and abnormal, and secretly using internal force was the temperature of his body higher, Zhao Ling sighed comfortably, and hugged Murong Xun tightly like an octopus.

"Mother, mother!" Zhao Ling fell asleep again, and kept dreaming about his mother.

Murong Xun looked at Zhao Ling's appearance and felt a little more pity in his heart, thinking that his mother Concubine Chen was the most favored concubine of the first emperor, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it was the favorite crown of the six palaces, after Zhao Che ascended the throne and the first emperor became the emperor, only Concubine Chen was around to serve, and Zhao Ling was more favored and was the only prince who had been crowned king when he became an adult.

And back then, Concubine Chen's maiden family committed suicide shortly after the first emperor went because of the rebellion, and gently patted Zhao Ling's cheek, Murong Xun said in his heart, this Concubine Chen is somewhat similar to her own life experience, the difference is that Concubine Chen can meet a man who really loves her and spoils her, while her husband completely uses himself to seize the throne!

"Mother Princess, Mother Princess!" Zhao Ling nested in Murong Xun's neck and cried like a child. Murong Xun patted Zhao Ling on the back, who knew that this prince, who was known as the god of war in the army and the most powerful prince in Daxiang, also had such a soft corner in his heart?

Casually went to the leaves of an unknown plant beside her, Murong Xun blew it on the side of her mouth, and a soft song sounded, different from the lingering resentment of those tunes she loved to blow in the past, this song was a lullaby that she suddenly remembered when she was a child, her mother often sang for her when she was young, soft and sweet.

Gradually, Zhao Ling stopped crying, hugged Murong Xun and fell asleep again.

As the sunlight began to shine into the hole, the fire beside them burned out, and the green smoke rose repeatedly, and a pile of ashes showed signs of their existence.

Murong Xun woke up, his body was very warm and elastic, Murong Xun couldn't help but rub his face on it, opened his eyes, and faced a pair of dark eyes, as deep as Gu Tan, as if he couldn't see the bottom, but they were gentle like dripping water.

Murong Xun was very uncomfortable with Zhao Ling's eyes, so he turned his head sideways, only to see that she was hugged by Zhao Ling and slept on his lap at some point, no wonder Fang was so elastic!

Murong Xun got up and didn't look at Zhao Ling behind him, but took care of himself and straightened his sideburns, and said lightly: "Is your injury okay?" ”

Zhao Ling turned around, hugged Murong Xun behind him, rested his chin on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "If it's not good, I'm sorry for the princess's untied care!" After a pause, he smiled again: "Wrong, it's the care of the wide clothes and unties!" ”

Thinking of Murong Xun last night, his face flushed red, but fortunately he turned his back to him at the moment, otherwise he would have been laughed at again. Murong Xun struggled for a while, but he didn't dare to push too hard for fear of touching his wounds, and finally his back couldn't break free from Zhao Ling's shackles.

Zhao Ling hugged Murong Xun and didn't let go, he was almost a little infatuated with the feeling of warm nephrite in his arms, although he couldn't see her appearance, but she was tightly attached to the position of his heart, feeling her breathing, imagining her every expression, it was so strange.

"I didn't expect to wake up in the morning and see such a charming side of the princess!" Zhao Ling's warm breath sprinkled on Murong Xun's white neck, "But what this king is more curious about is how a delicate and weak woman like the princess can make a big man like this king move around?" And the princess is so familiar with the survival of the mountains and wilderness, I think the princess has suffered a lot! ”

But Zhao Ling seemed to be asking casually, he was not in a hurry to listen to Murong Xun's answer, but picked up Murong Xun's coat on the ground and draped it on her shoulders, reluctantly stood up, and pulled Murong Xun on the ground up by the way, "It's down the mountain!" ”

This kind of change made Murong Xun swallow his ready words alive, and after a pause, Zhao Ling looked at Murong Xun deeply, "I'll tell me the answer after thinking about it!" ”

As he spoke, he took Murong Xun's hand and limped out of the cave. Murong Xun was wondering what this sentence meant?

The sun outside the cave is still bright, and the temperature is gradually rising.

Zhao Ling whistled, and the white horse didn't know where it came out of it and ran to Zhao Ling's side. Murong Xun saw that this white horse was quite spiritual, and asked, "What is the name of this horse?" ”

"Chasing the wind!" Zhao Ling straightened the mane of the white horse, and said: "This is the birthday gift given to this king by his father when he was ten years old!" ”

Stepping on the chasing wind, Zhao Ling handed his hand to Murong Xun again, "Let's go!" ”

After the two of them rode for a while, there were several men in black standing on both sides of a path, looking sharply at the two on horseback. The man in black was shrouded in the aura of death all over his body, exuding a thick aura, like a sharp sword with an unsheathed handle.

"It's someone from the Dark Palace!" Murong Xun was shocked, the dark palace existed like a ghost, and no one knew better than her how terrifying the people in the dark palace were!

Zhao Ling looked at Murong Xun's eyes with a hint of suspicion, then turned his head to look at the man in black opposite, and comforted: "Don't be afraid that I am here!" It seems that the old demon woman did not hesitate to go out to the dark palace in order to take her own life, and did not hesitate to turn against the royal brother?

After a pause, Zhao Ling whispered in Murong Xun's ear again: "Later, you ride the wind and go first, and I will drag them down!" ”

Murong Xun looked stunned, turned his head and glanced at Zhao Ling in a daze, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, his expression was very resolute, his eyes were deep, and some indescribable emotions were precipitated in it.

Murong Xun looked at Zhao Ling, and the corners of his mouth suddenly flashed with some smiles, like the brightest sunshine, exuding dazzling light, this smile actually dazzled Zhao Ling's eyes. Murong Xun's eyes showed a hint of suspicion, "Why, why are you doing this?" Her voice was soft, and she seemed a little confused.

Zhao Ling looked away, he straightened his back and looked more majestic, there was no special expression on his face, but there was a rebellious look in his dark eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "When will I, Zhao Ling, cause a woman to die for me?" ”

At this time, the black-clothed people on the road had already fallen together, surrounding Murong Xun and Zhao Ling in the middle, it was obvious that if the Queen Mother wanted to kill her, how could she allow Murong Xun to leave alive?

"Let's go!" Zhao Ling jumped off the horse, and with one kick was attacking the man in black standing on the road, the man in black dodged sideways, Zhao Ling kicked a stone on the ground to the horse's buttocks, and after the horse neighed, he raised the horse's hooves high, and he walked away, and a man in black wanted to chase him, but was stopped by Zhao Ling.

At this moment, Zhao Ling was surrounded by more than a dozen black-clothed people, with a faint chill in his eyes, he put the dagger across his chest, and shouted softly: "Come on!" After finishing speaking, he saw several black-clothed people attacking Zhao Ling at the same time, and Zhao Ling unleashed his moves and fought with several people. Zhao Ling's moves are wide open and close, but they are sharp, with the domineering spirit exercised on the battlefield, if they are on the battlefield at this time, they must be invincible, but the martial arts of the people in the dark palace are insidious and vicious, like ghosts and ghosts, they can't be guarded against, but it is only thirty moves, Zhao Ling has gradually fallen behind, and his arms, thighs, and back are injured.

I saw a person attacking from behind him, the fierce knife wind with a murderous aura and the air made a whimpering sound, only hitting Zhao Ling's back, although he found a sneak attack behind him, but his hand was tripped by the black-clothed man in front of him, unable to get out, the situation was very critical.

said that it was too late, and when he saw that the blade of the man in black was about to fall on Zhao Ling's back, several silver needles shot steadily into his arm, the man in black was in pain, threw away the knife and took a few steps back, at this moment Zhao Ling shook off the entanglement of the person in front of him, turned around and took a look, only to see that at the end of the path, a white horse was galloping, and a woman in white was riding on horseback, the woman's expression was cold, and the sun seemed to be fainting on her body with layers of aperture.

The woman stretched out her hand and threw it, and several silver needles were shot at the people in black, some of the men in black waved their blades to block it, and a few of them didn't think that they would kill halfway to bite the gold and were defenseless for a while, and were stabbed into the death hole by the silver needles and fell to the ground and died.

Murong Xun drove his horse and galloped a few steps quickly to Zhao Ling's side, stretched out his hand, looked at him with clear eyes, his eyes rippled, and the corners of his mouth pursed a faint smile.

Zhao Ling stretched out his hand, grabbed the slender jade hand, and jumped to the horse's back.

Murong Xun clamped the horse's belly, and the horse bumped into the two black-clothed men and ran towards the mountain.

On the bumpy horseback, Zhao Ling hugged Murong Xun's slender waist, but there was a hint of reproach in his tone, "Why are you back?" ”

"I can't leave you alone!" Murong Xun said lightly, looking at the front with a firm gaze.

The horse led the two of them to the top of the hillside, and the man in black behind him also chased after him, gradually getting closer.

"Phew!" Murong Xun grabbed the reins of the horse, "There is no road ahead!" ”

She and Zhao Ling dismounted, went to the front to investigate, there was actually a cliff in front of it, this cliff is very high, standing on it can vaguely see the clouds and mist, if you fall down, it must be a corpse without bones.

"Let's see if there's another way?" Zhao Ling said, his voice was not flustered, but with a hint of calmness, as if he wanted An Murong Xun's heart.

It's just that he grabbed Murong Xun's subordinates, but there was already a slight sweat.

It's just that it's too late for them to find another way out, because the men in black have already surrounded them, reflecting the sunlight and exuding a faint coldness.

Murong Xun held Zhao Ling's hand, looked at his eyes, looked at the cliff behind him, and said softly, "Are you afraid?" ”

The corners of Zhao Ling's mouth raised, and he smiled a little uncontrollably, "When has this king ever been afraid?" ”

"That's good!" Before Murong Xun could react, he took Zhao Ling's hand and jumped under the cliff with him.