"Wanzhong Mountain?!" Nalan's eyes tightened, and suddenly strangled the galloping horse, she got off the horse, and struggled to lift the body of Wanzhong Mountain, by the moonlight, seeing the man's pale face and a body injury, Nalan's eyes and heart floated with melancholy, she looked at the man in a coma, only gritted her teeth, put him on the back of the horse, and she also got on the horse, firmly supported his body, and rode the horse in the night.

In order to avoid the pursuers sent by Li Yunzhao, Nalan only rode his horse up the remote path, which was already close to the grassland, and Nalan grew up on the grassland since he was a child, and was extremely familiar with the terrain on the grassland.

Thinking of this, Nalan's eyes rose with firmness, she gritted her teeth, snorted, and rushed into the vast night.

Great Qi Jingshi, Imperial Palace.

"There are so many people, can't catch a million mountains?" Li Yunzhao stood there and shouted at his subordinates who came to pay their respects.

"The emperor is angry, Wanzhong Mountain is cunning, our number is attacked, but they all let this person escape, when he arrived in Yanzhou, he was already seriously injured, we are almost about to succeed, but I don't know where to suddenly rush out of a group of Hu people, and save him!"

"Hu Ren?" Li Yunzhao chewed on these two words, and his eyebrows tightened.

"Exactly, we have also captured some Hu people, but no matter how we torture them, those people don't say a word, and they look like the remnants of the Liao Kingdom."

"Wanzhong Mountain once destroyed the Liao State, and he and the Liao State did not share the sky, why did those Liao people save him?" Li Yunzhao frowned.

"Xu is the Liao people hate Wanzhong Mountain so much, they must personally kill Wanzhong Mountain, and have comforted Yelu Longgo's spirit in the sky?" The people in the hall speculated and spoke.

Li Yunzhao sat down on the dragon chair, and he was silent for a moment before he spoke; "No matter what, you must take Wanzhong Mountain to Lonely! Don't let him return to Yanzhou and control the Wanjia Army, you remember, you have to live! ”

"The emperor can rest assured, now the people are spreading, only to say that Wanzhongshan killed his nephew, occupied his nephew, and forced his widow to death, and now that the matter is revealed, he has absconded outside, after this incident, Wanzhongshan's prestige among the people has plummeted, and even in the north, it no longer has the reputation of the year, as for the Wanjiajun, the emperor only needs to win over and appease, Tang Ming was born in Wei Shaodong and others are dead, which is equivalent to unloading one of Wanzhongshan's arms, even if he can get away with returning to the Wanjiajun military camp, presumably no one will support him."

"Don't be lucky." Li Yunzhao's eyes were scorching, and people didn't dare to look at it.

"What the emperor said is that his subordinates lost their words." The hearts of the people in the hall were shocked, and they immediately bowed down and saluted.

Li Yunzhao took a deep breath, he raised his eyes and looked out of the hall, and saw Qionglou Wanyu, the palace room was continuous, and there was no end in sight.

He stood up silently, and when he reached the gate of the palace, he suddenly opened his mouth and asked; "Zhenbei Wangfu, what's going on now?"

"If you go back to the emperor, the Imperial Forest Army has been guarding outside the palace, so that not a single fly can fly." Hearing Li Yunzhao's question, someone immediately replied respectfully, Wan Chongshan's mother and wife are in the palace, and the people below are 120,000 careful and dare not slack off.

"Go and order someone to prepare the car, Lonely, I want to go to Zhenbei Wangfu." Li Yunzhao's voice was calm and indifferent.

As soon as his words fell, everyone was shocked, Cao Gonggong has followed Li Yunzhao for many years, and has always known about his heart, after listening to Li Yunzhao's instructions, Cao Gonggong covered his eyes, only responded, and immediately ordered someone to prepare a dragon according to Li Yunzhao's instructions, left the palace late at night, and went to the Zhenbei Palace.

North, steppe.

In the yurt, a man was naked, lying on the collapse, and in front of the collapse sat a woman with white skin and a high nose and deep eyes.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Nalan woke up through his eyes, and suddenly turned around, and saw an old woman with a bearded man, holding spirits, white medicine, and clean cotton cloth in her hand.

Seeing those things, Nalan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly thanked him, and then took the liquor and white medicine from the old woman's hand, and tore open Wanzhongshan's clothes very skillfully and neatly, intending to treat his injuries.

The old woman looked at the wounds on Wanzhongshan's body, only shook her head, and said; "Girl, you can't save him with these things alone."

Nalan gestured slightly, and then meticulously healed Wanzhong Mountain, she first diluted the spirits, washed his wounds, and then quickly sprinkled white medicine on the wounds, and then tied them tightly with cotton cloths, doing this, Nalan's hands were already stained with blood, she washed her hands, packed everything, and didn't get up until she folded the quilt for Wanzhong Mountain.

"Grandma, why do you say I can't save him?" Nalan looked into the old woman's eyes and asked.

When the old woman heard this, she sighed, and she pointed to Wanzhongshan's cheek and spoke to Nalan; "Look at his appearance, he has lost too much blood, his face is whiter than the snow outside, such a person, even if you bandage his wounds, but if there is no milk tea, no mutton, he will not survive."

As she spoke, the old woman took the tray from Nalan's hand and planned to leave.

"Grandma!" Nalan called her.

"I don't have any money with me, so I beg you, can you bring us some milk tea?" Nalan glanced at Wan Chongshan, looking at his lips that had become chapped from excessive blood loss, and her voice was full of pleading, and she spoke to the old woman.

When the old woman heard this, she sighed; "Girl, it's not that I'm ruthless and don't save me, but we really don't have these things here, a while ago because of the war with the Qi people, the people took away our cattle and sheep, and stole our horses, and now every household has only a little ration, milk tea and mutton, and we can't eat it ourselves."

Nalan knew that the old woman had not deceived herself, the border had been fighting for many years, Mo said that the life of the Qi people was hard, and the life of the Hu people was also sad, her heart slowly cooled, she shook the hand of Wanzhongshan, and noticed that his fingers were cold, Nalan was sad in her heart, and asked the old woman; "Dare to ask Grandma, how can I save him?"

Looking at Nalan's sincere face, the old woman wanted to speak and stopped.

"Grandma, you have something to say."

"Girl, twenty miles to the east there is a group of Tatars, who are very vicious, but who have everything." The old woman did not say much, and then left the yurt.

Nalan thought carefully about the old woman's words, she had lived in the grassland for many years, and knew that the Tatars lived in pursuit of water and grass, and were famous for killing, she was now alone, Xiao Dezhong and the others were not by her side, and she could not contact them, but she was afraid that her whereabouts would be exposed and let the Qi people chase after her.

As for the Bada people, she didn't dare to show her true face, she was already married to Dong Muhe, she was a Bada Clan, but she was with Wanzhongshan, if Dong Muhe knew, he would definitely not let Wanzhongshan go.

Nalan thought about it for a long time, knowing that at this time, he could only rely on himself for this matter.

She made up her mind and glanced at the sleeping Wan Chongshan, this was not the first time she had guarded in front of his collapse, but it was the most panicked and helpless of her.

"Wanzhongshan, I won't let you die." Her voice was soft, and she muttered the words, and when she had finished speaking, she stood up and left the tent without looking back.

Even though he was her enemy, she still couldn't let him die.

Nalan mounted his horse and hurried towards the tribe of the Tatars.

The cold wind of the steppe blew on her body, almost blowing the bones of people, Nalan held her breath, the fingers holding the reins were frozen and unconscious, her eyes were red, she didn't know how long she had been on the road, just approached the Tatar tribe, she heard a noise and laughter from inside, and before she could get closer, a Tatar had already discovered her, she restrained her steed, and walked straight towards the Tatars.

It's dark.

Hearing the sound of horses' hooves, the old woman guarding Wanzhong Mountain suddenly woke up from her slumber, she stood up, and before she could leave, she saw a figure wrapped in the wind and snow outside, and walked into the yurt.

It's Nalan.

"Girl, are you back?" The old woman was taken aback, but in just one night, Nalan seemed to be a different person.

Her long hair was loose, slipping down from her hat, very messy behind her, and although her clothes were worn properly, they could still make people see the traces of tearing, the most palpitating thing was her pair of eyes, the old woman just met her gaze, she was stunned, she said not what kind of eyes it was, before this night, the old woman only felt that Nalan's eyes were as bright as stars, bright as jewels, she had never seen such bright and beautiful eyes in her life, but at this time Nalan, The eyes are dim, gray, and no longer have the slightest brilliance, as if the pearl is covered with dust, which makes people feel unbearable when they look at it.

Nalan didn't say a word, but handed the leather bag in his hand to the old woman.

When the old woman opened it, she saw a whole piece of mutton, a large piece of cheese, and a skin of wine.

Looking at those things, the old woman suddenly understood what was happening, those Tatars would never give her these things for nothing, and for a young girl like Nalan, if she wanted to get these things, all she could pay was her body.

"This man, is it your man?" The old woman asked.

Nalan shook her head, she glanced at Wan Chongshan, her voice was slow and hoarse, and she spat out a few words; "He is my enemy."

The old woman was stunned, and couldn't help but feel very puzzled, "Girl, don't lie to Grandma, in this world, can there be enemies like you and him?" ”

Nalan bit her lip, she didn't say anything, she only walked to the collapse of Wanzhong Mountain, she didn't want to think about the humiliation of last night, maybe she had been riding a horse for too long, her knees were no longer able to support herself, her body slowly fell, and she only sat there on the bed.