North Jiangcheng, Jiangwang's Mansion

"Huh~" Mu Chenglema stopped here.

Behind him, his own soldiers and generals also reined in one after another.

"You go back and straighten out the soldiers and horses first, and I'll go to the palace to have a look. I remember that after the rectification is completed, don't forget to come to inform me that the flag will be handed over by the general to the hands of the flag bearer. Mu Cheng commanded.

"Yes!" the soldiers and the generals departed.

Mu Cheng still twitched the corners of his mouth, and entered the gate of the palace with a horse.

Of course, no one dares to stop it, and no one will stop it, this is their Mu family!

"Come, talk about you!" Mu Cheng hooked his fingers at the two servant girls who were avoiding him.

The two maidservants hurriedly walked towards Mu Cheng, and trembled and said a blessing to Mu Cheng.

"You two, what are you doing hiding from my son?" Mu Cheng raised his whip and rested it on the chin of a servant.

The maidservant trembled with fright, but she didn't dare to say a word.

"Hmph, don't think that my son doesn't know the minds of you people, do you think that those rebellious ministers and thieves in the south are about to fight in the north, and you will be liberated?" Mu Cheng asked them viciously.

"The third prince spares his life, we are loyal to the Khanate. The maidservant begged for mercy.

"Hahaha, I'm not afraid to tell you that the vanguard thief army in the south gained momentum for a while and only hit the foot of Dajiang Mountain. But they are facing General Kuerchi, they have been stopped by General Kuerchi at the foot of Dajiang Mountain, and none of those chaotic ministers and thieves can cross the mountain!!" Mu Cheng withdrew his horsewhip.

I was about to leave, and suddenly I remembered something.

"How is Princess Wenzheng doing?" asked Mu Cheng.

"Back to the third son, Princess Wenzheng is fine. The handmaid replied.

"What about that half-dead little white face?" Mu Cheng asked again.

"The slave doesn't know this. The handmaid spat and vomited.

Say. Mu Cheng's face became gloomy.

"The third prince, Princess Wenzheng invited the senior monk Master Zhihuan and is reciting a requiem mantra for the Han people. The handmaid fell to her knees in fright, and gave an account of everything.

"In vain, you are also the third son of the dignified Mu family, why should you have trouble with your subordinates?" Jiang Wenzheng put down the flat burden on his shoulder.

Her body is full of the smell of Chinese medicine, which is the smell of Chinese medicine on the prescription brought back by Lao Langzhong.

This smell is of course very pungent for Mu Cheng.

"Wen Zheng, the foot of the south side of Dajiang Mountain is tight, and I am going to the front line to kill the enemy. Mu Cheng still suppressed his anger and said softly.

Jiang Wenzheng moved his lips, but he never spoke.

"I don't know if I'll ever be able to come back. Mu Cheng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Don't talk nonsense. Jiang Wenzheng frowned.

After all, she is a caring person who protects her, and Jiang Wenzheng is not hard-hearted.

"So, I have something in my heart to say to you, and I'm afraid I'll never have the chance to say it again. Wen Zheng, let me say it, okay?" asked Mu Cheng.

"We grew up playing, I know your heart, you respect me, I know. But you also know that childhood is not necessarily a bamboo horse, and some things cannot be forced. Jiang Wenzheng still spoke.

(Ome: green plum; bamboo horse: children ride with bamboo poles.) Describe the innocent and innocent play of children's games. It now refers to the intimacy between men and women at an early age. ）

"In the whole world, I only love you alone, don't I even have a chance to work hard?" Mu Cheng asked unwillingly.

"Don't ask any more, I don't know, I don't know. Jiang Wenzheng didn't want to say any more.

"Third son, oh no, third general, it's time for us to go, everyone is waiting for you!" Hu Yanqing, the son of Hu Yandu, poked his head out.

"Order, the whole army is ready, and I will join the Chinese army. Mu Cheng turned his horse's head and left the palace.

Only a back, a desolate and lonely back, was left to the door of Jiang Wang's mansion, to Jiang Wenzheng.

"Tengger bless him, may he meet a girl who is a hundred times better than me, a thousand times better, and keep his white head!" Jiang Wenzheng folded his hands and muttered a prayer.

Her voice was not small, and every word fell on Mu Cheng's ears.

"Driving~" Mu Cheng closed his eyes and didn't let tears fall out of his eyes. He didn't want to turn back, so he waved his whip sharply and galloped his horse for a long distance.

Jiang Wenzheng looked at this back in a daze, and she didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, her mind conjured up the handsome face on her embroidered bed. After all these days, the legendary Holy Hand of Healers and Evil Spirits is really capable, and his handsome face is no longer so pale, and gradually has a hint of ruddy and vitality.

It's no longer a corpse that can still scream, but a human being.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenzheng actually smiled heartily.

"Princess Wenzheng, my brother Ji Xin has woken up, hey, don't say it, the master of this Pure Law Temple is really powerful. Kong Liang's voice came.

"Are you awake?" she pulled up her skirt and trotted toward her room.

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Jiang Wenzheng's boudoir, on the embroidered bed.

"Uzhina~"

Ji Xin covered his swollen head and opened his eyes suddenly.

This night, he slept too deeply.

He didn't know how he was here.

"Are you awake?" Zhihuan's face appeared in Ji Xin's eyes.

"Hmm, Master Zhihuan, why are you here?" Ji Xin saw the dignity of the monk, and was about to get up and salute.

Zhihuan hurriedly stopped him.

"It was the mage who saved Ji Xin, right? Ji Xin thanked the mage. Ji Xin clasped his hands together and saluted Zhihuan.

"Ji Xin, you don't need to thank the poor monk, the poor monk is a disciple of Buddhism, these are what the poor monk should do. If you want to thank you, you should thank the evil saint and his apprentice, this old doctor in Jiang Wang's mansion, he is the kindness of the great Bodhi. Zhihuan said.

"Yes, yes, Ji Xin, in order to save your life, that old man Zhong ventured into the military camp in the south to find a prescription. Kong Liang and Jiang Wenzheng also came in.

"Kong Liang, who is she? Also, where is this?" Ji Xin asked Kong Liang.

"This is King Jiang's Mansion, we were captured by this Princess Wenzheng. Kong Liang shrugged helplessly.

"What?" Ji Xin frowned, and his eyes were full of vigilance when he looked at Jiang Wenzheng.

"People saved your life, if it weren't for her, you would have passed the ghost gate by now and met Lord Yama. Kong Liang glanced at him and explained the matter clearly.

"Lift me up. Ji Xin struggled to get up.

Kong Liang hurriedly ran over and supported him.

Ji Xin sat up and looked at Jiang Wenzheng, his life-saving benefactor, with gratitude in his eyes.

"Princess Wenzheng, thank you for saving Ji Xin's life, Ji Xin doesn't know how many lifetimes of merit he has cultivated, so that Ji Xin can meet a female Bodhisattva in this life, please accept Ji Xin's three worships. Ji Xin clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to Jiang Wenzheng.