Chapter 42: Love is Hard to Cut, Life and Life (6)
Princess Jielan knew that Tuoba Jie's swordsmanship was extraordinary, and she didn't dare to hit it hard, so when she received the move, she secretly sent a secret signal to Red Lotus and Green Jade, and the two maids immediately understood, threw out the poisonous needle in their hands, and went straight to Tuoba Jie.
Hearing the sound of the wind coming, Tuoba Jie knew that it was a hidden weapon, and then withdrew the sword, leaned on the horse's back, and the poison needle went empty, before Tuoba Jie got up, the second time the poison needle flew, and it was a bad wind, Tuoba Jie turned sideways from the horse's back to the other side of the horse's belly, and used the "hidden stars in the clouds" to avoid the poison needle.
Tuoba Jie was just about to lie on the horse's back, when the poisonous needle struck again, and he quickly lowered down again. Princess Jielan took the opportunity to be protected by green jade and red lotus into the woods, and after a scuffle between her men and Tuoba Jie's men, she also entered the woods as fast as she could.
Tuoba Jie was about to take someone to chase after him, but Murong Lan stopped him: "Khan, don't chase it!" Tuoba Jie looked at her, grabbed the reins of the horse, was silent for a long time, and muttered: "Sister Lan, what do you γγγγγγ you call me?"
Tuoba Jie thought that his ears had heard it wrong, he still looked at Murong Lan like that, only the sound of the hooves of his war horse clattering in placeγγγγγγ
Murong Lan deliberately avoided the eyes of Zhan Bajie, looked into the distance, and said lightly: "You are a khan yourself, I should call it that." β
Tuoba Jie's heart was a little sour, how many years had passed, whether they were separated or reunited, Murong Lan called him that way: "Brother Jie!" And now, in Murong Lan's heart, he is no longer that Brother Jie, but a Khan like everyone else.
The two of them were silent for a long time, Murong Lan turned around and looked at Lang Qige who was lying on the ground and said, "Khan, Captain Lang was born and died with you, and Captain Lang should be buried first." β
Tuoba Jie seemed to suddenly understand something, he got off the war horse, knelt next to Lang Qige, and shed two lines of tears, both saying that men have tears and do not flick, Tuoba Jie has too much reluctance and grief for Lang Qige's departure, all the way through ups and downs, life and death together, followed his sworn brother, why did he leave suddenly?
He couldn't accept this fact at once, but fate arranged him to accept it, he gently picked up Lang Qige and walked to the side of a tree, and then, putting Lang Qige aside, began to dig the soil with both handsγγγγγγ
Murong Lan walked over slowly, did not speak, but squatted down, and began to dig the soil with both hands, and after a while, Lang Qige had been buried, and when Murong Lan was holding the last handful of soil, Tuoba Jie suddenly grabbed one of her hands and asked, "Is it your poison?"
Murong Lan replied in a firm tone: "It's not me!" Then, he struggled to break free of Tuoba Jie's hand and said, "Khan, please let go!"
Tuoba Jie let go of Murong Lan's hand and said, "Since it's not you, why do you want to leave the clan?"
Murong Lan said softly: "The most important reason why I left the clan is that anyone can not believe me, but why doesn't the Khan believe me either?"
Murong Lan was a little excited, she got up slowly, but she calmed down in an instant, looking at Tuoba Jie without a trace of tenderness in her eyesγγγγγγ
Tuoba Jie also got up, and they all saluted Lang Qige's new grave. Then, Tuoba Jie said in a slightly tough tone: "Where are you going next?"
Hearing this, Murong Lan's heart trembled slightly, tears welled up in her eyes, and she said, "No matter where I go, at the ends of the earth, there is always a place for me." After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.
Tuoba Jie grabbed Murong Lan and asked, "What did those women give you just now?" Did you find them to kill Captain Lang?"
Murong Lan shook off Zhan Bajie's hand and said sadly: "They have nothing to do with me, and I didn't kill Captain Langdu." β
Tuoba Jie said: "Since you didn't do anything wrong, why did you leave? Captain Lang misunderstood you the most, you said that it had nothing to do with those women, so why did Captain Lang die after you appeared, how do you explain this?"
Murong Lan couldn't control her emotions anymore, tears flowed down all of a sudden, her heart was cold, her eyes looked into the distance, and she said to Tuoba Jie slowly: "Tuoba Khan, I don't have any explanation, if you believe that Captain Lang Du was killed by me, then I have nothing to say!"
Tuoba Jie's words pierced Murong Lan's heart like a steel knife, she turned around, gently wiped away her tears, and regained her calm, however, her heart was difficult to calm downγγγγγγ
Tuoba Jie responded: "Okay, in this way, you have confessed!"
Murong Lan was heartbroken and didn't know what to say, so she was silent for a moment and said, "If the Khan thinks it's true, that's true." With that, he fell silent.
Tuoba Jie didn't look at Murong Lan either, and his heart was also surging, and he ordered the officers and soldiers not far away: "Come, bring Miss Murong back to the clan together." β
The officers and soldiers agreed, pushed Murong Lan onto the war horse, and followed Tuoba Jie back to the tribe.
What is fate and fate, Murong Lan has never understood, she has great affection for Tuoba Jie, who once reached out to save her, and then in a half-dreaming life, she and Tuoba Jie have always continued to be in love, however, everything is not as good as she hoped.
Murong Lan still returned to the small courtyard where she lived, the familiar house, this time, without the officers and soldiers guarding her, she could move around freely, but her heart was a little withered, crying, sleeping, unable to walk, I don't know what year and month, her heart will flourish again, she doesn't know, she doesn't know anything.
On the second day after returning to the tribe, Murong Lan sat in the courtyard, looking at the sunset in the west, silent as if there was no one in the small courtyard, and suddenly, the courtyard door was pushed open, and Qiu Xuan, accompanied by Jia Zuo, came in.
Murong Lan saw someone coming in, and then stood up, standing against the wind, wearing a pink dress, the belt fluttering in the wind, looking from a distance, it was as quiet and elegant as a hibiscus out of the water, Qiu Xuan was a little stunned, she was even more worried that Murong Lan would become the Khan princess.
After entering the door, Qiu Xuan stretched out his hand and said, "Miss Murong, I'm back this time, why don't you hand over the antidote to the Desperate Pill quickly." β
Jia Zuo was also next to him: "Yes, Miss Murong, you are the second person of the Murong clan who has the antidote to the Death Pill, hurry up and hand it over." β
Murong Lan said indifferently: "I don't have an antidote. Qiu Xuan was a little angry and said: "You don't have an antidote, who has an antidote? You are Murong Detao's own sister!"
Hearing Murong Detao's words, Murong Lan covered her chest with both hands, and kept muttering in her heart: "Brother Jia, we have been separated for seven or eight years, how are you doing now? Are the people of the tribe okay? Do you remember my sister?"