"What? That Han spy from the south, little white face, raised by the princess on the embroidered bed in the boudoir?"

Mu Chengdeng, the third son of the Mu family, was about to grab the stick made of dark iron on the weapon rack.

"Third son, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive. Suddenly, Chi hurriedly stopped Mu Cheng.

"Don't be impulsive, senior brother, my fiancée has raised a little white face, isn't that your wife who is suddenly red, bazi, don't let me be impulsive?

At this time, an old man with bright eyes and a hooked nose walked into Mu Cheng's room.

He is called Hu Yandu, with a black iron stick in his hand, and he is the master who taught Mu Cheng stick marksmanship.

"Third Prince, how can a person who practices martial arts have such a temperament, what's going on?" asked Hu Yandu.

"Master doesn't know, I, my unmarried wife, that princess Wenzheng, she, alas~" Mu Cheng couldn't go on.

The one on the side suddenly became red, and he continued to speak for Mu Cheng.

"It's not possible, it's not possible, Wen Zheng, this girl, I know, as the princess of the Jiang Khanate country, what kind of identity is she?

"Master, but whether this matter really happened, or if it is groundless, the apprentice must go and find out. Mu Cheng said.

"Third prince, right now, those chaotic ministers and thieves in the south are eyeing our Da Jiang, they are jealous of the power of the Mu family, and even delusional about Da Jiang's throne! At this juncture, the son should not miss the big thing of Mu Gong for the sake of the love of his children. Hu Yandu reminded Mu Cheng.

Mu Cheng clenched his fists and glared at his master, his teeth clenched.

"Thank you Master for reminding me, Mu Cheng wrote it down. Mu Cheng let go of his fist and saluted Hu Yandu.

"You put down your weapon, and the old man will accompany you to ask for an understanding. Hu Yandu turned and walked out of the room.

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"Uzhina~"

"I'll help you"

Ji Xin helped Uzhina, who was tiptoeing and stroking the horse's mane, and helped her to sit on the horse's back.

Ji Xin also turned over and sat behind Uzhina.

It turned out that this was what Ji Xin was going to do. What to help her, it's clear that she just wants to be with Uzhna, this bad guy.

"Drive~ Horse go quickly!" Ji Xin urged the horse.

The horse snorted and stepped away.

Of course, Uzhna will not refuse to be with the person she likes, she lies on the back of the horse, lets Ji Xin control the horse, and floats with the horse.

The two rode together and began to gallop across the grassland.

Ji Xin won't see Uzhina's face with a happy smile. Because his mood at the moment is:

The spring breeze is proud, why bother to look at Chang'an flowers.

Ji Xin didn't know how much trouble his accidental spirit had brought him.

There is a tradition among the Hu people in the Northern Regions that a woman accepts a man's invitation and gets on a man's horse, and the woman is the man's woman.

I don't know how long it took, Ji Xin and the two were tired of playing, so they stopped their horses and prepared to get off the horse to rest.

"Uzhina, oh my God, why did you sit on Ji Xin's horse. ”

Far away, Zoltar stopped his horse.

Uzhna's little face was flushed, like a shy flower, and she was attached to the horse's back, and she was embarrassed to lift her head.

"Hehe, I'll play with Uzhna for a while. Ji Xin said.

"Hahaha, my good Anda, my good sister, you two. "Zolta informed Ji Xin of the customs of the Northern Regions.

Ji Xin's face also soared, red and hot.

"Uzhna, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know your customs. Ji Xin was about to turn over and dismount in the wanton laughter of Zolta.

Urina took Ji Xin's hand with one hand.

"Don't you like me?" Uzhna turned her head and looked at him sincerely with her sapphire eyes.

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"Uzhina—" Ji Xin sat up suddenly, his head covered with cold sweat.

In his mind, there was still a figure, the only figure in his heart.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Wenzheng was overjoyed, and even his spirit of decadence for so many days was lifted.

Who would have thought that Ji Xin, who had woken up, had white eyes, and fainted again.

"Ah, you, are you okay?" Jiang Wenzheng hurriedly went to probe Ji Xin's breath, but found that Ji Xin only exhaled, but did not inhale.

"Quick, pass on the imperial doctor~" Jiang Wenzheng shouted as he went to pinch Ji Xin's people.

But in a hurry, Ji Xin still didn't breathe.

It's also a hurry, and suddenly, she remembered the first-aid knowledge recorded in a medical book in the library of the palace.

"After the coma patient or the patient with cardiac arrest has removed the airway foreign body and used the bare hand method to clear the airway, if there is no spontaneous breathing, artificial respiration should be given immediately to ensure the uninterrupted supply of oxygen to the patient and prevent irreversible damage to vital organs caused by hypoxia. In such a moment, the breath comes out of the mouth, this method is the best, and there are no living people. ”

Originally, it was Mu Cheng, the merry third son, who tried his best to find the medical book in order to tease her, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.

At the moment, Jiang Wenzheng didn't care about whether men and women were kissed or not, took a deep breath, opened Ji Xin's mouth, and filled Ji Xin's lungs with possession.

After repeating this several times, Jiang Wenzheng probed Ji Xin's snort again, and he already had a faint breath.

At the door of Jiang Wenzheng's boudoir, where are Mu Cheng, Hu Erchi, and Hu Yandu stupid.

They witnessed the whole process of Jiang Wenzheng saving Ji Xin.

"There's immorality, there's immorality!!" Hu Yandu pretended not to see it, turned and left.

Suddenly, Chi pulled Mu Cheng's sleeve, didn't pull him, and had no way to accompany Mu Cheng by his side.

Mu Cheng felt that he was rewarded with a high hat by Tengger, but he couldn't see whether it was leek-colored or green-colored.

However, the hair under the high hat has already lifted the high hat, and this is called the angry hair rushing to the crown.

"Princess Wenzheng, as the princess of the Jiang Khanate, you still know a trace of shame!!" Mu Cheng pointed at Jiang Wenzheng and pointed.

Jiang Wenzheng's face was blushing for a while, and pale for a while.

But she is not afraid of Mu Cheng at all, this childhood sweetheart she doesn't like at all.

"Bold Mu Cheng, you are a minion, is this princess's room also what you say you can break into?"

"Slut!" Mu Cheng gritted his teeth, stepped forward in three or two steps, and slapped Jiang Wenzheng on the cheek.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Chi hurriedly came in and stopped Mu Cheng, who was going to continue to move.

"Third prince, you can't help it, after all, she is the princess of the Khanate, and we are still the courtiers of the Khanate after all!!" suddenly Chi persuaded.

"Senior Brother Suddenly, please don't stop me, I must kill this slut today. Mu Cheng still didn't give up.

In his consciousness, Jiang Wenzheng is like a toy, which belongs only to him, and no one can take it away.

But today, he can clearly feel that his "toy" no longer belongs to him, and he has to "cry".

He didn't know that Jiang Wenzheng had never been his toy, and he had never belonged to him for a moment.

This stupid boy, brother!

"Duke Mu has an order, please ask the third prince to rush to the White Tiger Hall without delay. A military horse was strangled outside, and the thunderous sound of the order also extinguished Mu Cheng's anger.