As soon as he arrived outside the town, a distant wind shone at him. He instinctively stretched out his arms to greet him, and the piece that had fallen in his heart was quickly filled back, "Weiyang ......"

"What are you doing here?" Mu Qingyan glanced at him with disgust, turned around and smiled at the town, "Hurry up, if someone chases you, I will compensate you to others." ”

Qin Yan took the chicken in her hand, and followed closely with a wild song.

The two of them went back to the place where the fire had just been lit, "You put out the fire?" Mu Qingyan stomped his feet and said angrily: "You go and make a fire." "Snatched the live chicken from Qin Yan's hand and ran to the stream.

Qin Yan's fire burned so hard that he still didn't see her come back, and he was looking and saw her coming back with a big mud ball.

"Qin Yan, dig a pit in the ground." Mu Qingyan shook the mud ball under his nose, "Just fit this." ”

Qin Yan really took out a dagger from his boots and dug a shallow pit on the edge of the fire.

Mu Qingyan instructed him to dig the pit bigger, leaving a wind tunnel at the bottom, and erecting some branches, and then threw the mud ball in his hand. He turned around and ran to the stream again, and soon came back with a lump of mud in his broad leaves.

She squatted on the edge of the pit, but she took some mud balls in her palms, and piled them on top of the pit one by one until they formed a small bag of dirt, and dug a small pit on each side of the pit to fill in the burning branches.

Through the gap in the mud pile, she could see the bright flames in the pit, and she got up with a grin, "Qin Yan, you show me the fire, don't put it out." Then he ran to the stream.

When he came back, he had washed the mud off his hands, and his robe was wet.

Qin Yan pulled her to sit beside him, pulled the corner of her robe, and approached the fire to bake. The flames reflected on the faces of the two, and they became much closer.

Half an hour later, when the fire in the pit had burned to ashes, Mu Qingyan rolled up her sleeves and carefully removed the small dirt bags she had piled up on the pit one by one.

Qin Yan was on the side to help.

"Qin Yan, you fished that out." Mu Qingyan blew on her hot and numb fingertips, and pointed the other finger at the big mud ball in the middle of the pit that she had brought back.

When Qin Yan stretched out his hand to hug him, Mu Qingyan hurriedly grabbed him, "You can't use your hands, it's too hot." She turned around and found two branches and handed them to Qin Yan, who knew that he had already fished the mud ball out of the half-bright ash heap.

Mu Qingyan cheered, threw away the branch in his hand and immediately came over, with a rare joy on his beautiful face.

"Are you sure that chicken is still edible?" Qin Yan asked her suspiciously.

Mu Qingyan glanced at him arrogantly.

She didn't wait for the fire of the mud to dissipate, and reversed the hilt of her sword to smash the mud ball. The heat wafted out of the cracked crack with a hint of fragrance, and she blew with her mouth to peel off the hard clay shell, peeling off a palm-sized piece, and the white chicken inside was exposed with fresh juice.

"Qin Yan, pick two leaves for me!" Mu Qingyan happily called Qin Yan and asked for his dagger to cut open the chicken that had been stripped of its mud shell.

Qin Yan picked the leaves and fell back to the same place, reaching out to give it to her.

"Take it, get closer!" Mu Qingyan moved the cut half of the chicken to the leaves in Qin Yan's hand, took out a small bottle from the bag of 100 bags, and poured some minced salt on the chicken, "Taste it!" Her eyes were bright, urging him with fervour.

Qin Yan could already smell the faint but long-lasting aroma of chicken, and he took a bite in her longing eyes. At first, the chicken has a salty taste, but when you chew it a few times, you will find that the melt-in-your-mouth, fragrant and delicate flavor is really addictive.

After not eating for a day, he will realize that he is really hungry. glanced at her crooked smile, nodded and didn't speak, and half of the chicken was eaten by him for a while.

Mu Qingyan concocted the remaining half of it in the same way, and ate it slowly. When he saw that he had little left, he ripped off a chicken leg and gave it to him.

Qin Yan bit off all the brittle bones on the joints and chewed them in his mouth.

Mu Qingyan was slightly stunned, and thought of those two little things again for a while. Although the father and son have never met, their eating preferences are the same.

After eating, they cleaned up the source of the fire and cleaned their hands in the stream. Qin Yan tied both horses into the abundant aquatic plants, found the big tree where Mu Qingyan was resting, and flew up and landed on her side.

Naturally, he took her into his arms, rested her head on his arm, listened to her shallow breathing, and felt indescribably stable in his heart. When he was young, he dreamed of crisscrossing the rivers and lakes and believing in the reins. But he was destined to run for the country of Dongchu, and had to give up the freedom he longed for from his bones.

Now, she's back in his arms. The joy of regaining it completely made him understand, he envied the high-rollers, but he just wanted to pursue her news and fly both ways.

He didn't know when he began to fall in love with her, maybe it was the first time on the banks of the Songjiang River, when she hadn't grown up yet, and he couldn't see the stunning beauty she is now, but after that time, he never forgot her.

Or maybe when he first returned to the capital, he met her in the palace of King Jing, who was wearing heavy makeup. Everyone said that she was stubborn and unteachable, and that she was useless. But she was pampered by the most noble family elders in Beijing, and her pure eyes were like two bends of a blue lake, clear to the bottom. Everyone said that she had given Nangong Yin since she was a child, but it was a pity that she was the eldest son and grandson of the family, but he felt that Nangong Yin had taken the lead.

It may be the first time to encounter the paintings of the legendary Gongzi Weiyang, the temple wall that looms or appears in the distant mountains and cui, and the fairy pavilion with the vermilion-topped canopy in the peaks and mountains, the brushstrokes are tactful and delicate, and the magnificent atmosphere is not lost.

Or that time in the Western Suburbs Fireworks Workshop, her voice was soft, and she talked with the flower master in a clear manner, the kind of appearance of humbly seeking advice and concentrating on learning, no one who has seen it will say that Miss Mu Jia is useless.

It wasn't until that reunion in the Northern Desert that he had a great yearning for the rivers and lakes.

It wasn't until he saw Luo Chen holding her hand that he knew that he would also be emotional.

Nanzhao didn't need to go into detail, so he got to know another Weiyang, a woman who cherished her family and country, a woman who was willing to sacrifice her life to save the country, and a woman who was both civil and martial.

Unique.

Mu Qingyan flipped in his arms, found a comfortable position, and leaned his head deeper.

The brokenness in Qin Yan's eyes disappeared instantly, he lowered his head and hugged her in his arms, and gently kissed her heart, "Sleep for a while, I'm here!" ”

"Hmm!" Mu Qingyan rarely heard the words, closed his eyes and quieted down.

Qin Yan suddenly thought of the child Weiyang had been pregnant, and his expression instantly became excited. He raised Mu Qingyan's arm on the pillow, stared at her puzzled eyes tightly, and asked her frantically, "Where is the child?" ”

"What child?" Half-asleep and half-awake, Mu Qingyan didn't come back to his senses for a while.

Qin Yan's hand trembled and covered her lower abdomen, and she didn't know how to speak for a long time.

Mu Qingyan broke away from his hand, turned over and lay down again, leaving a back for him.

Qin Yan's mood was agitated for a long time before he slowly calmed down. He took her back into his arms and hugged her gently. His eyes looked fixedly at the blood butterfly that Mu Qingyan was covered by his collar, although he didn't ask anything more, but his heart suddenly became sad.

On the same day, Zuo Qing had said that she was born out of Gu, and she fell from Qianzhang Cliff in the Dragon Prison Array, and the child was naturally gone. But the thought that the child was his own flesh and blood made his heart ache bitterly.

Mu Qingyan had a faint bitter taste in his heart.

She was not as emotional as a woman in the world, but she didn't know when Qin Yan's position in her heart became more and more important. so heavy that I can't help but miss it; heavy enough to be unguarded against him; Heavy to ...... is so heavy that she is willing to sacrifice her innocence to save him, and even give birth to his child.

Eastern Chu is not as open as the Western Tang Dynasty, she has withdrawn from the marriage contract and has never been married and had children, if the woman of an ordinary person's family does not know how to be criticized by the world, even if her tenacious temperament is no match for the crowd.

She has not returned to the capital for five years, which is also the protection of the Mu family for her. Although she has been a gentleman since she was a child, she is a woman in the end, and the Mu family does not want her to live under the ruthless tongue of the world.

Everyone underestimated the strength of her heart, she was a temperament that she would not rely on, and she didn't care what the world misinterpreted her. All she wants is to be able to do her part for the Mu family and Dongchu.

Each thought about his thoughts, and he didn't say anything all night.

Qin Yan hugged her all night, and the two of them breathed staggered, but a hole was broken in his heart, and he was cold all over his body through the extremely cold wind of Nanzhao winter.

After dawn, they washed up, and after changing their disguises, they urged the horses to go straight to Liangzhou.

Ten miles south of Liangzhou City.

Sanjiu waited all night, and was about to turn back to look for it, when he saw the two horsemen coming side by side from a distance. He immediately appeared and waited on the side of the road and took the reins of Mu Qingyan, "Master, as you expected, someone in the city suddenly became ill. He didn't shy away from Qin Yan, since he followed Mu Qingyan, except when she was unconscious, he hadn't seen anyone who could come and go freely in her room, not even Shen Gongzi.

"How now? What are the diagnoseable conditions? Mu Qingyan asked urgently.

Sanjiu's face was serious, "Shopkeeper Luo has already been personally diagnosed, and there are no symptoms." There was some urgency in his eyes, "Shopkeeper Luo took in some patients in the backyard and guarded them personally. ”

"But what does it have to do with desmodium? Has he ever used medicine? Mu Qingyan asked.

Sanjiu nodded, "I've used the medicine, but it doesn't work." He looked up at Qin Yan, "The patient doesn't seem to be poisoned, his pulse is empty, he is unconscious, and he is terminally ill." ”

"Let's go, let's take a look." Qin Yan stretched out his hand to Mu Qingyan and motioned for her to give up the horse to Sanjiu.

Mu Qingyan jumped in front of him with his wrist, and he didn't see reluctance, Qin Yan's heart was slightly settled.

"Lead the way." Qin Yan coldly instructed Sanjiu, that Luo shopkeeper was her person, and naturally only her person knew where it was.

Sanjiu didn't talk nonsense, jumped on his mount, and rushed to Liangzhou City first.

The second rider entered Liangzhou City without a moment, Sanjiu led the way in front, and reined in a secluded alley on East Street in the city, "Master, it's here." He dismounted, and the horse's head gave way to the alley, "I'll go to the rudder first to see what is going on." He looked at Qin Yan again, "Heavy rain has rained in Liangzhou City for six or seven consecutive days, flooding half of the people in the city. Rumors spread in the city, saying that the current saint robbed the emperor's throne and punished him from heaven, and wanted to accept the people of a city in Liangzhou to atone for his crimes. ”

Mu Qingyan's eyes burst out with an extremely cold glow, "Don't say that Brother Jue is orthodox, even if his real surname is Dongfang?" Since ancient times, the victor prince! ”

Qin Yan also answered coldly: "The great rivers and mountains that we have fought for with our lives cannot be a reason for him to bewitch the people. ”

Sanjiu didn't speak again, glanced into the alley, and got on the horse.

Qin Yan also got off the horse, and couldn't resist Qingyan and hugged her down. He took the horse's reins in one hand and hers in the other, and walked deeper into the alley.

Someone had already greeted him and took Qin Yan's horse to settle down.

Qin Yan swept the corners of the house on both sides, there were people hiding in those places, and he knew how to do it. Even he wouldn't be easy to notice if he wasn't very close. It seems that these people under Mu Qingyan are really meticulous, and they have no reason to feel at ease.

Mu Qingyan shook off his hand and entered a small door. This is not where the Hundred Grass Hall is located, the small door looks like a corner gate, and I don't know where the main entrance opens.

"Master, Shopkeeper Luo is pouring medicine in the back hall, please go to the main hall and sit for a while." What came out was a man in his forties, with a neat figure, a tight waist and back, and a practitioner.

Mu Qingyan shook his head, and said with a straight face: "He Xin, take me to see those people." ”

"Master, Shopkeeper Luo said that the patient's condition is unknown, and he is afraid of infection, and your body has always been weaker, so it is not appropriate to ......" The man looked at Mu Qingyan worriedly, and his voice hesitated.

Qin Yan lightly hugged Mu Qingyan's shoulder, and said in a condensed voice: "This king goes!" He didn't wait for Mu Qingyan to glare at him, and said lightly to He Xin: "Your master has just recovered from the cold." ”

He Xin didn't recognize Qin Yan, although he was arrogant and cold, but it made people have a very convincing majesty. can walk with the master and be natural and intimate, he must not be an ordinary person. He nodded in agreement, and hurriedly called someone to come, wanting to invite the master to go to the main hall to rest.

Mu Qingyan glanced at He Xin, glanced into the courtyard, and walked towards a cross-courtyard on the west side.

Qin Yanzhi couldn't stop her, so he followed.

He Xin shook his head and sighed, and trotted to follow.

Luo Zhen was cleaning his hands in the courtyard, and when he heard the footsteps, he raised his head, and immediately lowered his face and glared at He Xin.

"Don't blame He Xin, I insisted on coming." Mu Qingyan immediately took the responsibility and looked into the closed room, "How is it now?" But still unconscious? ”

Luo Zhen sighed, "Master, speak in the front hall." ”

Qin Yan let go of Mu Qingyan's hand, "I'll take a look." He walked up to the door.

"Wait, wait!" Luo Zhen hurriedly stopped, "Childe, the situation is not clear, and it is better to listen to Luo's sentence and stay away." ”

Mu Qingyan clenched his palms tightly, a little nervous.

Qin Yan paused and didn't look back, "It's okay." Before he could finish speaking, he had already pushed the door and entered.

"This ...... Master, who is this son? Luo Zhen shook his head and sighed.

Mu Qingyan gathered his mind, the corners of his lips pursed slightly, and he lightly spit out two words: "Tiger King!" ”

Luo Zhen and He Xin were both taken aback.

Luo Zhen hurriedly ran to the door, wanting to stop it was too late, and couldn't help but regret it. He secretly thought in his heart: The noble identity of the Tiger King coupled with the fact that he came on the same road with his master, the relationship between the two must be very close. In case he has three longs and two shorts, how can he be worthy of the master!

"It doesn't matter, the Tiger King inherited Yanshan Snow Valley and did not abandon his predecessors, and it is difficult to have a disease in this world that he can't diagnose." Mu Qingyan still said lightly, "If there really is, it can only mean that the sick person should die!" With that, she lowered her eyelashes, not knowing what she was thinking.