Chapter 30: A Hundred Turns

In Mu Zhengqing's memory, his brother has spoiled himself since he was a child, and when he grows up, his brother will satisfy him almost whatever he wants, sometimes even if his father or mother scolds her, it is Mu Zhengni who protects her, and here in her brother, she is the real princess. My brother never even spoke out loud to her, except this time.

Mu Zhengqing was stunned for a while, she couldn't answer her brother's words for a while, and she didn't know why she wanted to bring Tang Changyu back, the moment she saw Tang Changyu, she almost subconsciously decided that she must save him back, why, why, Mu Zhengqing interrogated herself again and again in her heart.

"No matter what, I must save him, brother, this is a life after all." Mu Zhengqing said to Mu Zhengni in an almost pleading tone.

Mu Zhengni looked at the doctor who was busy in the room, and then looked at Mu Zhengqing, he was still angry: "Do you know what you are doing!" You saved the marshal of the enemy army, and you still let him lie in your boudoir, what kind of system is this going on, I think it's because I usually spoil you too much and make you used to have problems, so you are so lawless! ”

"Brother!" Mu Zhengqing was about to cry in a hurry, how afraid she was that if she challenged her brother's bottom line over and over again, he would rush over, push away the doctors who were surrounding Tang Changyu, and then give an order to let them all leave, without giving Tang Changyu any chance.

Mu Zhengqing's voice weakened, and a voice that was almost pleading said to Mu Zhengni: "Brother, what a good thing it is to save someone's life, besides, don't you also say that Tang Changyu is a talent, and you want him to surrender to us Tuguhun?" ”

Mu Zhengni still resolutely refused: "I said it, but there is no way, he refuses to submit to us even if he dies, I gave him a chance, he toasted himself and did not eat and drink, and I had no choice." ”

Mu Zhengqing begged: "Brother, let me save him first, you see his dying appearance, let me give it a try, if I can succeed, I will find a way to make him surrender to us." ”

Mu Zhengni finally nodded, but his face was still full of indifference and reluctance, and said: "You'd better pay attention to me, Tang Changyu has a wife, he and his wife Liuning can be said to be a husband and wife, you'd better not go in and intervene, otherwise my brother won't be able to save you." After Mu Zhengni said this, he left Mu Zhengqing alone in place, thinking about his brother's words.

Mu Zhengqing glanced blankly at the messy people inside, thinking back to Mu Zhengni's words, yes, the story of him and his wife Liuning has long been spread, the princess of the Turkic tribe who fought for love and went away was once the object of her envy, but now, it was really in front of her and became her opponent.

Tang Changyu would rather die than return to Tuguhun, so what ability or capital does she Mu Zhengqing have to keep him?

Mu Zhengqing walked in, and a military doctor hurriedly came to report the situation to her: "Princess, I have tried our best to heal, the pharmacy has been opened, whether he can survive depends on his own creation, after all, he has been injured before, this time he fell from such a high place, it would be good to be able to save his life." ”

Mu Zhengqing nodded, let everyone retreat, she stood beside Tang Changyu's bed, looking at his sleeping face, although there were a few abrasions on his face, it still did not affect Mu Zhengqing's appreciation of his appearance, Tang Changyu had been changed into the costume of the Tuyuhun nation, such a quiet young man, Mu Zhengqing felt that he was so close to him, and so far away.

Mu Zhengqing couldn't help but remind herself of a very vulgar poem at this time, which was one of the few poems she knew. Taking off the black robe, he looked so ordinary, like the most ordinary teenager of this age, sunny and clear.

Mu Zhengqing knew that when she saw the box of osmanthus cakes he sent, she was moved.

What if you can't recruit him? Mu Zhengqing was a little annoyed, and she couldn't help but have a terrible thought in her heart, if she could turn him into a new him and erase his previous memories, would she be able to let him stay in this old city and start a new life with herself.

Erasing a person's memory, Mu Zhengqing didn't know how he could have such a terrifying thought, how cruel it was for Tang Changyu, who didn't know anything and lay on the bed without the slightest ability to resist.

Mu Zhengqing's mind was in a mess, and suddenly, she heard Tang Changyu lying on the bed muttering something, Mu Zhengqing approached, and only then did she hear the two simple syllables clearly, and he was calling a person's name with great affection: "A-Ning, A-Ning." "It can't stop for a long time.

Tang Changyu's forehead was dripping with large beads of sweat, his entangled eyebrows, and his distorted facial features, as if to tell him that he was not at peace in his sleep, and in that kind of pain, what he never forgot was still that name, A Ning. Mu Zhengqing thought he was about to wake up, but he didn't expect him to fall into chaos again.

Mu Zhengqing was suddenly a little depressed, a little sad, she sat beside him, staring at his somewhat pale face, I don't know why she is a high-ranking princess, why she is so wronged, let herself suffer so many grievances, obviously his heart has been filled by a person, but she still has to squeeze in.

Unconsciously, Tang Changyu entered her heart more and more, which made Mu Zhengqing excited and frightened.

In the days when Tang Changyu was in a coma, Mu Zhengqing actually took care of him in person for the first time, which made everyone stunned, this princess, who is usually a master who comes to stretch out his hands and eat to open his mouth, will actually take care of people personally, and for a while, this matter was spread in Tuyuhun's army.

It's just that the rumors are chasing after the wind, some people say that the princess picked up a man who fell in love at first sight from the outside, and served him every day, the two can be like glue and paint, inseparable, and some people say that it is the princess Jinwu Zangjiao, a male pet raised in his boudoir.

Rumors spread for a while, but Mu Zhengqing didn't pay attention to them, she never took these rumors from the outside world to heart, she still took care of Tang Changyu wholeheartedly, which was her willingness. After so many days, Tang Changyu still hasn't woken up, she is worried, but she is also glad that she hasn't figured out how to face him yet.

It's just that in this process, Mu Zhengni didn't come to see her once, and Mu Zhengqing knew that his brother was still angry with him. But Tang Changyu's matter has not come up with a countermeasure for a long time, Mu Zhengqing's heart is irritable, her brother is the only person she can talk to, Mu Zhengqing finally couldn't hold it back, and knocked on Mu Zhengni's door.

Mu Zhengni was looking at the book of war intently, studying the next battle plan, and when he saw that Mu Zhengqing came in, the head that was originally raised lowered again and fell back to the book, Mu Zhengqing was standing there, and he didn't dare to speak first, and he lowered his head and fiddled with his clothes, like a child who had made a mistake.

Finally, Mu Zhengni couldn't bear it, watching his sister stand there for so long, and thinking that he had snubbed her for so many days, and finally said slowly: "Say, what's wrong, what's the matter with coming to me, did you finally figure it out?" ”

"Brother, the military doctor said that Tang Changyu's life can be saved, and I thought of a way to let him stay, but I don't know if I should do it." Mu Zhengqing looked quite embarrassed.

Mu Zhengni sighed and said, "Alas, let's say it." ”

Mu Zhengqing's eyes were instantly full of hope: "Brother, do you remember the Wuyi Pill passed down from your grandmother's family, I want to take it to Tang Changyu, so that his previous memories will all disappear, and we will tell him that he is the general of Tuyuhun and was injured in the war with the Tang Dynasty, so that he can live with us all the time." ”

Mu Zhengqing and Mu Zhengni's maternal grandmother, who is their mother's mother, is a descendant of a drug-making family, and their family has developed hundreds of strange pills, but the people who refine poison are unpredictable, and when it comes to their grandmother's generation, it has been in decline for a long time, and the whole family has almost changed to business, just some pills, which have been retained.

Mu Zhengqing said in the end, there was a little excitement, Mu Zhengni looked at her, and was a little surprised, is the power of love really enough to change a person, for a while, Mu Zhengni still asked very uncertainly: "Are you sure?" ”

Mu Zhengqing nodded vigorously, and Mu Zhengni continued uneasily: "But there is still a risk in using the Wuyi Pill, in case he is the one who can still remember after taking it, have you thought about the consequences?" Are you still sure? ”

Mu Zhengqing still nodded firmly, she had been thinking about this question for many days, today, it was not to ask for her brother's opinion, just to make her more determined, she didn't think about what the future would be, she didn't believe that such a small chance would happen to Tang Changyu.

Mu Zhengqing just thought simply, she would do whatever she wanted, she wanted to pursue what she was doing recklessly and giving everything for, she wanted to experience what that kind of touching love was like a hundred times and thousands of times, she wanted to experience Tang Changyu's warmth, and what she wanted him to shout from now on was no longer A-Ning, but Zhengqing.

To her surprise, Mu Zhengni promised to be so happy, she didn't bother to speak, she prepared it herself, so many words used to persuade him didn't need to be said at all, Mu Zhengqing retrieved the pill from her brother, this pill that has no cure.

Mu Zhengqing put it into Tang Changyu's medicine, and the small pill dissolved in the bitter decoction, dissolving a more intense and colorful future with sadness.