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Within two months, Wentu and the two princesses traveled across the north and south, all of which immediately took down the general in charge of the city, seized the official seal, controlled the cronies, and handed them over to the king's supervising army. The last city is more than 200 miles north of Beijing, and after completing official affairs, Wentu and the princess go out of the city.

"Princess, are you going back to the capital?"

"Wentu, won't you go back with me......"

The two stopped and dismounted, and asked almost at the same time, and then looked at each other, both shook their heads in denial, and all kinds of melancholy arose.

On both sides of the road, the maple poplars are depressed, and the fallen leaves that come from the ground rise and fall, Fu Rou is silent with Wentu in his hand, and the two young descendants are even more silent and sad. It's just that the red horse and white horse next to him seem to know that they are parting, and they are exhaling white breath against each other's faces, grinding together, rubbing back and forth......

The princess shook her head, this time she was not afraid of Wentu sneaking in, but she really pressed her chest, and she couldn't make a sound when she wanted to say it several times, so she stared at Wentu as if this person was about to fly away, thinking of everything, she couldn't help but get nervous, and her body trembled slightly.

Wentu no longer looks at the princess, he has already held hands in the family, and his heart is not a taste, let alone her! inseparable for months, talking and laughing, boldly boycotting the army, suddenly burying his head in business, suddenly holding hands and lingering, it is a complex that no one can stop from coming silently......

He didn't dare to stay longer, and that bad thought had already occurred in his heart, so he took out the secret letter from his bosom and confided the truth to the princess: "The three kings colluded with the Northern Tuguning tribe with the intention of harming the northern king and blaming the second king; on July 15, they sent someone to assassinate Chen Ying'er and blame the northern king; this Nanyi rebellion was also from him, first deliberately recommended you, and then conspired to inflict harm, and put the blame on the northern king, and the king will definitely send troops to the north after learning about it, and these tricks are all to provoke the war between the north and the south, so as to spy on the throne." This is evidence, you immediately transfer it to the king, now the three kings are alone, and they are no longer able to resist......"

"So, you?" said the princess, who finally let go of her reserve, "can't you go back with me?"

Wentu hurriedly turned around and replied faintly, "Before, I swore to the Northern King that I would find out the truth, stop the incident, and punish the evil leader, but now I must go back to restore my life and prevent the Northern King from acting arbitrarily......; ”

The princess nodded helplessly, took the secret letter and read it, her face gradually became solemn, although the three kings did not succeed, but at least they took the lives of thousands of people, and the king would not forgive him!

"I won't go back to Kyoto for the time being, I'll ......" The princess hesitated a little, her pretty black cheeks flushed again, after more than a month, her thumping heart seemed to belong, the man in front of him really couldn't give up, but seeing that he frowned, and there was something important on his body, "I wrote to inform the eldest brother that he would return to Beijing in a while, and I couldn't bear to see the fall of the third brother." ”

Wentu nodded, the princess has always been kind, she must not be able to see the tragic fight in the palace, and the situation that has been worked hard will be wiped out immediately, and she must be embarrassed in her heart.

"Brother Wentu," Fu Rou suddenly heard herself say, "can you really cure my eyes?"

Wentu shook Fu Rou's hand and replied vaguely: "Of course!"

I didn't expect Fu Rou to take the princess by the hand, for such a long time, she didn't have to look for it, and the princess could also notice it wherever she was, "That's great, I want to see Brother Wentu and Sister Princess get married," he said, and put their hands together, "You all sleep on the same bed, and no one can deny ......"

The two were dumbfounded, and they didn't know what it was like, but the hand was still separated in Fu Rou's small hand......

The most embarrassing thing is naturally Wentu!

Autumn does not know the customs, the wind does not know the will of heaven, the sky does not know the personnel, people have to travel far away......

In the corridor, next to the dead wood, the two said goodbye. The princess could barely hold it, her eyes were open hard, as if she was controlling her tears, her thin lips were tightly closed, and she didn't dare to speak; Wentu was also twitching in her heart, the generation of wise princesses in front of her was also the trend of men in the world anyway, but she couldn't help it, she didn't dare to make a mistake, and kept nodding at the princess.

In the north of winter, there are still yellow leaves fluttering and falling, floating on the princess's head, but she is unaware; a cool breeze blows, the princess Roujin trembles slightly, and bursts of fragrance infect Wentu's breath, he is also looking at the miserable laughter, and his strong face reveals the awe-inspiring elegance of a generation of heroes.

"Only I am sad and alone, but you have traveled far away. Don't, forget me!" The princess suddenly threw herself into Wentu's arms, her hands were cold, she gently held Wentu's face, her eyes were blurred, she raised her feet and slowly kissed Wentu's face, and then she puffed out her mouth and smiled, "Remember, don't touch other girls in the future!"

Wentu was very moved, almost crying, did not dodge, and then nodded and smiled bitterly, but remembered the death of the queen, and kept telling the princess to be more careful in the palace, thinking that I don't know when to meet this time, I will also kiss the princess once, I don't want Fu Rou to pat the back behind him, indicating why there is no movement, Wentu hurriedly retracted the idea of making a time, and waved goodbye to the princess.

He couldn't help but sneak a glance, the princess was euphemistic and slightly poignant, and when they met again, I don't know how many years later!

Ventu flew up and jumped on the red map, tightened his legs, and snatched away from the dust!

The princess finally broke out, her heart was sour, her throat was tight, her legs were weak, she couldn't help squatting down, panting, and kept muttering "Wentu ......" and crying out in an instant, crying fiercely, and tears flowed down wildly! When she saw Wentu staring at her for the first time, she hugged her in the palace garden, attacked her in the chest and bit her in prison, flew up and picked herself up at the moment of death on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang, and killed the enemy alone in Nanyi City, and then during this period of time, she killed the rebels, tied up the rebellion, and made the 500,000 army under the king's account between talking and laughing......

She looked at Wentu's back from afar, and she became more and more uncontrollable......

A horse red picture is still gone, out of the north mouth to worry about the beauty, the beauty in the south is sad and weeping, the green mountains and yellow leaves are also lost soul.

A few days later, Wentu and Fu Rou left the important place of Nanguan and began to run in the direction of Beicheng.

Outside the gate, it is even more desolate, the mountains are all abrupt, rows of yellow trees are constantly shaking off the dead leaves, there are few people, just a few panicked, hurriedly passing overhead.

"Brother Wentu, can we still see the princess's sister?" Fu Rou was used to walking with the princess, and she hadn't seen her for a few days, and she was a little dissatisfied when she asked.

"I can!" Ventu swore in.

"Are you going to see Sister Ulan now? I miss her too!"

"No, we're going to the Northern Snowy Mountains," he made up his mind to make a trip, whether the legend was true or not, if it was false, it would kill him, "let's go and hear the legend there...... Phew—" Wentu didn't finish speaking, and strangled the red map, "Don't make a sound, Fu Rou!"

Stretch back your left hand and buckle the Fu Rou earmuffs again!

Hold the hilt of your sword with your right hand and look ahead

In the distance, under a black horse stood a person, dressed in white fluttering, looking handsome, the long sword in his hand had been unsheathed, hanging in his hand, staring at Wentu with a sullen face, full of murderous aura!

Wentu said secretly: I dodged all the way, and sat down with the red picture horse at great speed, and someone could stop it, this person must not be a small person. Look at it again, this person is about the same age as himself, and there is no helper outside, so he must not be a person sent by the imperial court, why stop me?

"Who is your Excellency, intercepting Wen and his sister halfway?" Wentu asked tentatively.

The other party didn't hide it, and said bluntly, "In Xia Leng Ling!" Then he turned his eyes sideways and found that Wentu had swaddling clothes attached to him, "Put down the child, I will take your life on behalf of the Southern Knights." ”

Wentu was stunned, saying that the man in front of him was still moral, and he was afraid of hurting the innocent, so he put Fu Rou down, but seeing Leng Ling's majestic momentum and the sword like splashing ink, he had to untie Fu Rou, put it on top of the red horse and patted her, signaling to wait honestly, and jump off the horse himself.

Hongtu Ju must have felt that there was a little master lying on his back, standing there motionless, with white gas constantly coming out of his mouth.

Leng Ling stepped forward and said with contempt: "As a thick official in the northern land, you actually entered the southern country to kill the generals, bound countless cities, and wantonly trampled on the king's military might, as a person from the rivers and lakes, I can't sit idly by!"

I see!

Wentu realized that the news had leaked, but fortunately, it had been completed, and Leng Ling must have been deceived by evil words, and besides, some people were jealous, and the affairs of the southern country were controlled by the northerners and spread rumors. I just wanted to explain, but I didn't want Leng Ling to have already taken out his sword and slashed his right arm!

Leng Ling's swordsmanship is elegant, trembling with white clothes, very elegant.

Wen Tu saw that the other party did not directly kill him, but also drew his sword to block, "boom" The two swords met, and they were surprised, and the power was equally divided.

The path of the barren mountains, the purple-clothed Wentu vs. the white-shirted Leng Ling!

The two sword lights suddenly surrounded the purple man, and suddenly wrapped around the white clothes, which was inseparable; suddenly, Leng Ling's sword body turned, reducing a lot of strength, but the white sword rose quickly, up and down, and the reality was unclear.

Wentu secretly snorted, what a fast swordsmanship! Suddenly remembered Qiu Lin's words, the southerners put the technique first, the northerners mainly focused on strength, Leng Ling's posture was really good-looking, and he didn't seem to have the idea of putting himself to death, seeing that he was getting faster and faster, he almost laughed out loud in his mouth, if you were faster than me, you would be a little worse, but after thinking about it again, you still gave up using the bird sword.

He suddenly slowed down the speed of his sword, and he didn't care what posture he was, as long as he avoided the sword light, the seemingly ugly action really worked, and he could finally find Leng Ling's flaw, once he did so, he used most of his strength to stab it, Leng Ling had to dodge in a hurry, and almost made a mistake......

Leng Ling didn't seem to expect Wentu's swordsmanship to be so weird, it looked messy, but he couldn't break through the trick control, and once he came out of the sword, the power was amazing, so he had to guard against it!

The two of them fought more and more fiercely, both sweating like rain, and after a quarter of an hour, Wentu and Leng Ling stopped at the same time, and it seemed that no one could hurt anyone.

"Brother Wentu, I'm cold!" shouted Fu Rou on horseback.

Wentu immediately turned around, took off Fu Rou and tied it behind her back, and tightened her white-rimmed jacket.

"Wentu, you are originally from the south, and you have such martial arts, why did you go to the northern land to be an official and persecute the king in turn, what is your intention?" Leng Ling gasped and asked, although he looked reluctant, he still stabbed his sword into the sheath.

"I am a human being, regardless of north and south, the whole world is alive, but those who obey the sky and the people prosper, and those who go against the sky and the people die!"

"What Your Excellency said is high-sounding, but why did you kidnap the princess and harm Nanguan?" Leng Ling Zhen said.

Wentu was stunned, it seems that this Leng Ling really cares about state affairs, and the revenge is ambitious, but he is just deceived in vain, and he can't help but look at it again, it is really righteous and awe-inspiring, and his bearing is extraordinary. So, I asked Leng Ling to talk about it and tell the truth one by one. As the truth of the matter was revealed, Leng Ling's eyes were locked, his face was remorseful, and at the same time, he was also very anxious, and the long sword in his hand trembled!

Soon, Wentu wrote a handwritten letter and handed it to Leng Ling affectionately, as if asking for it among friends: "You go and hand it over to the princess, you know what happened, and at the same time, I strongly recommend you to enter the palace as an official, not for the brocade clothes, but for the people of the world; the princess is wise and intelligent, and will definitely guide you; also, you must protect the princess, assist the king, and be careful of King Chen and the second king!" He did not mention the third king, because at this moment he was already to blame.

Leng Ling hesitated.

"I, Wen, because of business, want you to do the great thing in the world, because of private is to owe the princess too much, you have unique skills, open-minded, and will never be in vain Wentu from now on, please!"

This worship can be described as heroic! This worship, Leng Ling and the princess know each other!

Leng Ling hurriedly stepped forward to support him, these words were indispensable for the eldest husband, nodded and stuffed Wentu's handwritten letter into his arms, hugged his fists and said: "I have no eyes and no beads to blame Brother Wen, I should return to Beijing immediately, and I would rather die than live up to Brother Wen's instructions in the future!"

Wentu Yuma flew away, suddenly remembered something, and shouted to Leng Ling in a loud voice: "The sword is fast, if it is not chaotic, it is light, and if it is slow, it is empty......"

Leng Ling entered the palace and unveiled another good story.