In the gongs and drums, happy and laughing, the ten miles of red makeup were lined up like a dragon, and the onlookers pointed at Yan Zijin, who was tied on horseback, and laughed with laughter.

"Someone's coming...... Put me down...... I don't want to get married......" Yan Zijin was tied to a tall horse by Wuhua in a wedding dress, crying like a boar about to be slaughtered, struggling and shouting at everyone.

Yan Zijin's voice is no longer as lively and loud as before, and he is already a little tired and hoarse.

Murong Bai hid in the crowd, staring at his miserable friend on horseback, he didn't expect the scene of marriage to be so heroic, he shuddered, and he was extremely glad that he had successfully escaped marriage.

"Damn Yan Rushui, when you get old, I will never send you a ......" Yan Zijin regretted the day before yesterday Qixi Festival, drunk in the Qinglou and missed the plan of "jumping into the river", but was locked up at home by his father, waiting to be pulled out for breeding.

"What are you laughing at, quickly untie Lao Tzu, yes, it's you, you loosen it for me and give you ten thousand taels of silver......" Yan Zijin glared at the sneering passers-by on the side of the road and scolded viciously, and then stared fiercely at a malnourished man at the front of the crowd, coercing and seducing.

"Are you Mu Yun unable to make up the four beautiful men, and pulled him in to make up the numbers?" Han Qing calmly crossed his hands, looked at the scene of the pig killing, shook his head unbearably, turned his head and asked curiously.

"Uh......" Murong Bai didn't know how to answer, he couldn't help but cover his face and be ashamed, and he couldn't wait to quit the ranks of the four beauties immediately.

"Don't laugh, don't laugh." Yan Zijin saw that there were more and more onlookers next to him, and he couldn't wait to find a hole to bury him, and complained in his heart: he lost his face for eight lifetimes.

The crowd was giggling and watching the Chengqin flower team walk by, and suddenly the red flowers fell from the sky, and people happily reached out to catch the flowers, and then there was an extremely strange laugh on their heads, and everyone looked up and was scared.

A group of uninvited guests, wearing colorful ghost masks and red clothes, drew their long swords, and sang in unison with strange voices: "Yama marries, the little ghost opens the way, the sword is unsheathed, the idlers retreat, if they dare to block, the heads fly down, hehe...... Haha......"

Murong Baiyu's face changed, and when he heard the words, he looked at the dozen or so assassins who flew out at some point, and found that they raised their long swords in an orderly manner, and rushed straight towards the sedan chair with a clear purpose.

Murong Bai subconsciously was about to draw his sword and step forward to protect him, but Han Qing grabbed his arm stiffly.

"If you make a move, you will be exposed, and someone will take care of you." Han Qing firmly pulled him on guard, and Murong Bai then remembered that he was now a prisoner of the ranks, not the royal attendant who was prominent in front of the people at the beginning.

Murong Bai dropped his sword and stuffed it back into the scabbard, and looked at the scene again, the crowd was disturbed by the sudden robbery, and everyone covered their heads and fled.

The long queue to welcome the relatives has already broken up from the middle position, and the sedan chair drivers have already abandoned the sedan chair and fled in all directions, and the groom official Yan Zijin was frightened because of the horse, and he didn't know where to be run by the horse.

The masked monster assassin easily grabbed the sedan chair and quickly lifted it to the southwest to make it escape.

Murong Bai and Han Qing looked at each other, both solemn, and quickly drew their swords, with the cat's waist under the eaves, and quickly followed their tails.

Han Qing and Murong Bai followed behind their tails, walking and stopping, dodging and dodging, crossing the water and bypassing the mountain, and found that the vigilance of this group of masked monsters was very high, and on the way, the bride was stunned, and all her hands and feet were tied.

Moreover, this group of strangers has a strong sense of anti-detection, and after leaving the city, they changed their clothes to the ordinary color of the city, did not take off their masks all the way, and did not exchange a word during the whole process.

About two hours later, the group of strangers hid in a remote mountain recess, parked the sedan chair in a ruined temple in the mountain, and then all came out to talk together.

Han Qing and Murong Bai hid behind the stone wall, revealing half of their heads, scrubbing and snooping, only then did they hear the person who took the lead greet and say, "Is Jiang Shi awake?"

"It's just been detected, and the effect of the * hasn't been passed yet."

"Hmm. The third, the fourth, you will stay and watch Jiang Shi on vacation today, and if there is anything, use this carrier pigeon to inform us in time. The leader nodded with satisfaction, took out a carrier pigeon in his hand and handed it to the person who stayed.

"Hey, I finally took a day off, but I got involved and became a robber, and if we were found out, we would be finished." Those who stayed complained and said.

"We are Yan Lao's soldiers, he is kind to us, and it is all thanks to him that we can enter the Royal Forest Army. We have watched Yan Xiaogongzi grow up since childhood, and now he asks him to intercept this sick bride, although he has the will to betray Yan Lao, but we can't watch his lifelong events being delayed. ”

The leader looked at the broken temple and seemed to sigh, and the rest of the people nodded one after another, saying that Yan Lao was too anxious to please his daughter-in-law, and he didn't care about the feelings of the little son.

The leader said a few more words of comfort to the two people left behind, and left with the rest of his men.

Han Qing saw that all the people were gone, so he bit his ear with Murong Bai and teased: "My big official, you can rest assured now, this is simply a game made by your good friend, let's go."

Murong Bai froze, he had no intention of leaving, his eyes were a little worried, and he didn't really want to leave.

Han Qing sighed helplessly at this "Holy Father" and said, "Red Sleeves has finished repaying the favor today, let's go back and let her secretly spy on them."

Murong Bai nodded at this time, and was willing to leave with Han Qing.

Murong Bai's weakness is very obvious, he attaches great importance to his relatives and friends, and is very loyal and benevolent, Han Qing feels that it is no less difficult to persuade him to submit to the Northern Han than to let the iron tree bloom.

Han Qing felt fortunate that he was a friend, not an enemy, otherwise Murong Bai would have been miserably pitted by him.

On the way back between the two, Murong Bai suddenly asked, "Were you happy when you got married?"

Han Qing shook his head, looked at the sunny day that was about to go down to the West Mountain, and said with a sigh on his face: "A few nights before I got married, I had a nightmare, I dreamed that Yan'er turned into a ghost, and rushed into the dream to accuse me of breaking the promise I had made.

At that time, I didn't like Bei Hanjing at all, she was really a bit stumbling as a woman.

In the cave room of my new night, she brushed the floor and stripped off her clothes in front of me like a reckless man, revealing muscle bumps all over her body that were stronger than me, and I felt that the end of the world had come.

I was afraid that she would grow a handful underneath, so I was so frightened that I turned around and broke the window to escape, accidentally twisted my foot, and was dragged back to the new house by her shoulders in public, and I was like a woman, and I couldn't get off the ground for three days. ”

Han Qing recalled the shadow of the wedding night, and her slender body shrank fiercely.

Murong Bai opened his lips slightly, a little surprised, revealing a strong indignation.

He always thought that the rumors of Han Qing's wedding night escape were false, until today when he told it from his friend, he found that the truth was worse than the rumors.

"And what about your roommates in the back?" Murong Bai couldn't help but ask with concern.

"Every time she has a relationship, she serves me hard, and she coaxes me first, and she pinched me as soon as my heart softened, anyway, she served me comfortably in bed, and it was half pushed."

A small smile appeared on Han Qing's face, and Murong Bai asked silently, "So, you have been down there all along."

"Yes-" Han Qing casually exposed the sensitive position between husband and wife, and immediately changed his mouth after exiting: "Yes-it's not my ......"

Murong Bai showed a sympathetic expression that I understand, and Han Qing couldn't wait to cut off his tongue and throw it into the oil pot.

"Murong Bai, I'll be sometimes, sometimes you, don't mess around." Han Qing regretted it very much, grabbed his arm, and tried his best to explain to him to save the man's face.

"I understand, I understand." Murong Baixing's eyes were shining, and he said with a special "sincerity" and "understanding".

"What do you know about an older virgin!" Han Qing was a little devastated.

"Hua Niang, or I'll prove it with practical actions." Murong Bai grabbed Han Qing as if it were true or false, held him in his arms, and said a little hooligan.

"Okay, you wash your belly tonight, and I will let you experience the majesty of quitting me." Han Qing didn't retreat but said head-on, Murong Bai smiled slightly, and pinched Han Qing's thin waist.

Han Qing was pressed by him step by step, pushing on the stone, the two looked at each other, the joking smile on the corner of their mouths gradually landed, and the magnetic field became inexplicably strange and serious.

Han Qing's mind suddenly crossed the spring dream from last night, and he looked at Murong Bai's face getting closer and closer in a trance, and even forgot to push it away.

Murong Bai remembered Ye Yuanshan's words, and deliberately took the opportunity to test his status in Han Qing's heart, wanting to see how Han Qing would react.

However, Han Qing didn't hide or dodge, but he wanted to try last night's dream, whether it was an ordinary dream or a dream of refractive change, and even wanted to test whether Murong Bai would repeat the mistakes of the past.

This is a dangerous game, both of them are kissing, invading each other step by step, and the color of Murong Bai's eyes is deeper and deeper with Han Qing's indulgence.

Han Qing's heart, as Murong Bai drilled in, landed second by second.

The two of them rolled on the ground, flesh and reason, completely decomposed, and observed every expression on each other's face.

But at the last moment, when the answer was about to break, the two were suddenly afraid to face the truth, and stopped at the same time and said, "Enough."

The answer to the truth of the two of them stopped at the clothes they put together, and they forgot the temptation just now, and couldn't help laughing.

Dreams are dreams, why do you need to be more real.

Friends are friends, why go deeper.

Under the sunset, the two held hands calmly, but their hearts were closer than ever.

Han Qing: "Yulin, what do you say is the future of this world?"

Murong Bai smiled slightly: "The world is peaceful, and the people have enough food and clothing."

Han Qing looked back and asked seriously, "What about you and me?"

Murong Baixing's eyes rippled slightly, and his thin lips spat lightly: "If you are willing to join me, you can never leave."

Han Qing's eyes were soft, he looked at the birds in the distance, and responded with a low smile: "If you are willing to join me, you can never leave."

At this moment, they seemed to sense the changes in the future, and said seriously.