Chapter 899: The Concubines Who Dragged the Oil Bottles

Shangguan Yan looked up at Zhu Cangchen with a smooth and fair face, and looked at Zhu Cangchen with warmth in her eyes, only she knew how much pain she felt in her heart when she let go, but Jiang Yao was too old to stay by her side after all.

His hand caressed Shangguan Yan's waist, his head leaned down, and he kissed Shangguan Yan's lips very gently, gradually becoming hot. A line of tears slipped down from the corners of Shangguan Yan's eyes and was wiped away by Zhu Cangchen with his hands.

At this time, a ship stopped at the junction of Nanzhao and Xipan, and was stopped by the checkpoint of Nanzhao and was not released. A man stood on the shore, and next to him stood a little girl, whose eyes were red from crying and her lower lip was clenched.

"Let's go."

Murong Chen looked at the soldiers and horses of the Xipan Kingdom who had withdrawn, thinking that one side must have won Jiang Yao, and the dejected appearance of the army also made him understand that Jiang Yao must have left Nanzhao.

He turned around and left, and the grandmother behind him lowered her head and looked at the worn shoes, walked forward two times, and stumbled and fell to the ground with a sore foot.

She bit her lower lip tightly, and without the slightest cry of pain, she was about to struggle to her feet.

Murong Chen turned around when he heard the voice, and saw that Ji Yuan was already unsteady, obviously his feet hurt, he walked back with his eyebrows twisted, and squatted down in front of Ji Yuan.

"I'll see."

His tone, though impatient, was much gentle, and he took off his shoes and socks, revealing his little feet, which already had big blisters.

Murong Chen thought about herself, and when she didn't dare to go straight forward regardless of it, it was Ji Yu who kept trotting to keep up, she was a child these days, she couldn't eat or sleep well, and she still walked so much.

With such a serious blister, I refused to say anything.

He was very distressed, sighed, took out the medicine bottle from his arms, and wiped it on his feet.

At that moment, Grandma had a feeling of being cared for, and she couldn't hide her tears in her eyes anymore, so she stayed for a while. She couldn't help but murmur anymore: "Daddy, don't you like Grandpa?" ”

The child who listened to the immature words was only three or four years old, but she was much precocious, and it should not be something she thought about at this age, but she was trembling and thinking about it all the time.

"No, it won't."

"But it's because of that woman, my father has traveled thousands of miles, and my mother ......"

"Alright."

As soon as Murong Chen saw that Ji Yu was about to mention catkins again, he immediately stood up after taking the medicine, and Ji Yu stood up and looked barefoot, full of blisters, and aggrieved.

Murong Chen turned around and left with a dark face, anger swelled up in his heart, he couldn't show this feeling to Jiang Yao, he didn't understand what he was wrong, was it because he was not single-minded? Or should I not have left catkins in the first place.

Let her suffer from the persecution of abortion to death?

If not, why didn't he even get a chance to explain when he ended up like this......

And Ji Yuan looked at Murong Chen, the back of the farther and farther, still didn't care about her back at all, she pursed her lips aggrievedly, and shouted with a crying voice, "Daddy, don't you care about Ji Chen?" It's like when my father didn't care about my mother......"

Murong Chen's footsteps paused, his body fixed at his feet, he felt an extra burden on his shoulders, and told him that it was his daughter, a blood relative.

The woman he cares about the most in his life is missed because of this.

A sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his heart was desolate, he strode around to look at the one, a little bit like the one he imagined, walked back again, and picked her up.

"Daddy......"

Ji Yu choked and hugged Murong Chen's neck, Murong Chen had a dark face, Ji Ji pillowed her cheeks between his neck, tears slipped down his neck into his collar, he looked over his shoulder, and saw that Ji Yu had fallen asleep.

He couldn't help but smile wryly, why did she bother with a child, general knowledge.

Even if it's wrong, it's not the fault of Liu Fu and Ji Yu, if it's to blame, then blame him, he will bear all the sins.

Then he headed for the troubled bazaar, and the border belt was mixed in this chaotic time, with caravans from the inner realm and people from the outer realm inquiring about news.

Far Spread Pavilion, a woman in black and purple clothes was shaking the fan in her hand, her eyes scanning the street, but she suddenly saw a man in indigo clothes, holding a child in his arms.

And as soon as she stretched out her hand, the entourage behind her handed over a telescope, she looked through the telescope, and couldn't help exclaiming, "This is not Murong Chen, the rivers and lakes have disappeared for a long time, how can they appear here?" ”

The slaves and maids beside them watched them enter the inn on the side, and thought suspiciously: "Is it related to the confrontation between Nanzhao and Xipan?" ”

"Find out, why?"

"It's like Leng Aoyun kidnapped a woman in Beiyu Kingdom and brought back Nanzhao, as soon as he arrived in Nanzhao, he was chased by Duan Jingyan with a large army, and launched 800,000 flank attacks, and Cangshan Country also launched 600,000 soldiers and horses to attack."

The woman raised her eyebrows, and the telescope kept staring at Murong Chen's figure, watching her walk up to the inn's room, open the window, and observe his every move.

She was a little incredible, what kind of woman could alarm the soldiers and horses of the two countries to come and ask for it, the corners of her mouth curled, and she asked, "And then?" Leng Aoyun, who is treacherous and cunning, will not let go of this opportunity. ”

"Yes, they used ten years of taxes to borrow a million soldiers and horses from Xuanlou State, and they could have directly collected the two countries, but the strange thing is that Xipan Country retreated safely, and Nanzhao did not pursue."

"Is it possible to make peace?"

"But the morale of Xipan is not good, it seems that it has been defeated, and it retreats without a fight, as if it has not saved that woman."

The woman in black and purple chuckled lightly and said, "Strange, when Leng Aoyun returns to the palace, he will definitely go to pay a visit." ”

Then, she handed the binoculars in her hand to the entourage behind her, and made a gesture, "Keep an eye on Murong Chen." ”

The border soldiers and horses of the Southern Zhao Kingdom had begun to retreat, and Leng Aoyun was still in the empty camp, staying here with a group of guards, just to wait for Jiang Yao's injuries to improve.

And Jiang Yao stayed in that sleep for ten days.

Although this world is not too long, there are many things that have changed, Leng Aoyun takes care of her every day, feeds her soup, wipes her body, if it weren't for Jiang Yao, she wouldn't believe that she would treat a woman like this one day in her life.

Duan Jingyan has returned to the palace city, and every day he erupts in anger in the court, beheading a number of corrupt officials and corrupt officials, the people in the court are panicked, and the harem is also panicked all day long.

And Murong Chen was still in the inn, waiting for Jiang Yao's news, treating the wound on her foot.

When Jiang Yao opened her eyes, it was already the beginning of June, and she saw Leng Aoyun's busy figure for her, Jiang Yao felt her sore body, but her body was much better.

"Thank you."

Jiang Yao wanted to sit up, Leng Aoyun heard the sound and looked over, hurriedly pressed his shoulder and said, "Don't move, your injury medicine is really good, it's so fast, the epidermis has scabbed, but the inside still needs to recover slowly."

Jiang Yao was very grateful for his care, and with an apologetic smile, Leng Aoyun leaned down and pulled Jiang Yao's neckline. The gauze was untied little by little, revealing a patch of fair skin and a scarred scar.

"We'll have to take some time."