"Little Sangguo, I just want to..."
He spat in a low voice in her ears, his breath scorching.
Sang couldn't help asking, "You can't help it this way. How did you get here for so many years?"
You Wuming stayed frozen for a while as if he had given a dead spot, suddenly twisted his head to the side, and sneered: "What do you think, Xiao Sang Guo, I will be short of women?"
Sang Yuanyuan said "Oh", lowered his head faintly, and said, "Yeah. You are such a good man, don't you want any kind of woman."
Her little head drooped and lowered, and her tone became more lost: "I think too much."
The corners of You Wuming's eyes jumped, and the corners of his lips twitched a few times. After holding it for a while, he squeezed out a word: "Hmm!"
"So..." Sang Yuan said in a low voice, "You deliberately frightened me, the dignified King Youzhou, how can you be like a brat who has never seen a woman, and can't bear it for a few days."
You Wuming: "..."
He faintly felt that something was a bit wrong, but at this moment, he could only say—
"Oh, naturally I scared you."
Sang was far from being careless, she still looked gloomy, raised her eyes and looked into the distance, and turned away from the topic calmly.
She said: "The Underworld has missed a lot of inland, and I don't know how many tragedies have been brewed."
You Wuming said: "No. Han Shaoling's reinforcements should almost arrive. I should also withdraw."
She felt that his voice was a little vague, she couldn't help but glanced at him with her head tilted, and saw that his eyes were empty.
A weirdness floated in her mind. There was a shiver suddenly.
Everyone knows that the sky wants You Wuming to die.
He is like a brick, where is the evil to move. If he opposes, the remaining seventeen states can raise the banner of justice against him; if he does not oppose, his strength will be weakened little by little, and his flesh and blood will be cut to death by a soft knife.
And what You Wuming got was just a string of gorgeous and magnificent titles.
You Wuming's strength is greatly damaged today, if Han Shaoling is determined to keep him...
Who could kill You Wuming would not get public praise, but in private, he would be able to reap a huge benefit.
"Little Sangguo," You Wuming stared at her with a twisted and weird look, and slowly raised her chin with his fingers, "Are you sympathizing with me? What do you think, only with Han Shaoling, you can't keep me. "
As I spoke, I saw that You Jun had quietly packed up his clothes and set off to the south.
"You Wuming," Sang Yuanyuan said casually, "Don't you consider using me as a bargaining chip to let your father escort you back to Youzhou? If Han Shaoling really kills, I'm afraid..."
You Wuming raised his eyebrows: "Then I won't be able to raise my head forever in front of Yue Zhang!"
The proud light in his eyes almost dazzled Sang Yuan's eyes.
She felt that she might have a little Stockholm. At this moment, she was thinking strangely in her heart-'Does he really want to marry me? '
The speed of the Youzhou Army's marching once again made Sang Yuanyuan dumbfounded.
They showed amazing fighting qualities. Even if they had just gone through such a tragic battle with so many wounded, they had lost most of their mounts, but their marching speed was not at all slower than the regular army that Han Shaoling brought to the west. .
Several times, Sang Yuan saw a whole piece of dust rising on the horizon, but under the leadership of You Wuming, the Youzhou Army of tens of thousands, like ghosts, has been entangled with the Hanzhou regular army time and time again. And pass.
Three days later, You Wumingshun smoothly passed the defenseless Julinguan, left the Hanzhou border, took the route to Sangzhou, and then went north to return to Youzhou.
Sangzhou was like Sang Yuan imagined, with large green areas everywhere, and it was full of vitality at the first sight. This place is rich in silkworms, busy and sturdy men and beautiful women spinning can be seen everywhere in the mulberry forest. It is a precious place with simple folk customs.
In such a place, spending the rest of her life peacefully and steadily is the most ideal arrangement in her heart.
"Homesick?" You Wuming asked quietly.
Sang nodded far away.
He put his chin on the top of her hair lightly, and said quietly, "Take you back later. Wait until I recover from the injury. Otherwise, I won't be able to beat those two."
He refused to tell her where he was hurt.
He was wearing a black armor of fine iron, and Sang couldn't see it from a distance.
One of the guards came from a distance, rushed to the side of the short-lived, and presented a few jade slips to You Wuming.
At this time, the army had just arrived at Shangdu, the first important town on the border of Youzhou.
You Wuming ordered a rest here. He handed Sang far away to a few sturdy women with cultivation bases to serve, and then hurried to the study with the jade slip he had just received.
Sang Yuanyuan felt that he seemed a little excited. She even had some doubts whether the jade slip had been sent by some kind.
The few women were taciturn and made up a bucket of hot water. Regardless of Sang's protest from a distance, they washed her up like a slice of meat, wiped off the drops of water, and then wrapped them in heavy silk cloth, and moved them. On the bed of a large bedroom temporarily cleaned out.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Is it good to wait
After the women left, she carefully peeled herself out of the silk cocoon, and was about to leave the bed to look for clothes. Only when she heard a soft sound of'squeak,' the room was pushed aside, and the two waitresses He lowered his head and walked in quickly with a tray in his hand.
When she got closer, the waitress lifted the tray halfway, and saw that a set of black cloths was hidden in the lower layer of the tray.
Sang Yuanyuan's instinct was wrong, and as soon as he was about to open his mouth, he saw the waitress raise a pair of eyes full of tears.
Linggu!
She covered her mouth.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.) Then Lingu quickly put her on Sang Yuanyuan's clothes and swept her out from the rear window.
When the cool night breeze blows, Sang Yuan's sage returns to the cage in a daze.
Ling Gu came to rescue her, she has been rescued by Ling Gu!
Successfully escaped from the side of the big villain Wuming.
It's like dreaming.
At this moment, Ling Gu had led her through a specially opened small door and slipped out of the important town of Shangdu.
The cart pulled by sixteen Yunjian Beasts had been waiting here for a long time, Ling Gu straightly carried Sang Yuan on his back, and the Yunjian Beast immediately ran.
Sang Yuan was placed on the long and soft cloud couch. Linggu kept her mouth flat and knelt down on one knee, saying: "Mr. Queen, my subordinates are too late for help! The princess is wronged!"
Seeing Sang Yuanyuan stunned, Ling Gu gently stroked her hand and comforted: "The prince and daughter don’t need to worry, the lord and the prince should garrison the troops ten miles away from the mountain queen. Fearlessness will be detrimental to the prince and daughter, so let The subordinates first pick up the prince and then launch a general attack."
Sang Yuanyuan asked, "Shangdu, someone with Linggu?"
"Yes," Linggu smiled softly, "so the lord deliberately sent jade slips to drag You Wuming here,'negotiations are important'."
No wonder You Wuming grabbed the jade slip and ran away.
Will he have such a point or two, wanting to perform well in front of'Yue Zhang'
Sang Yuanyuan couldn't tell what kind of mood it was at the moment.
The joy of escaping from birth was not as strong as she had imagined. She unconsciously thought, will You Wuming find that she is lost, will he go mad, will he kill people indiscriminately
The animal cart stopped quickly.
Sang far slowed his breathing, and was kicked out of the car by Linggu.
Two pairs of red eyes stared at her at once.
"Girlfriend!!!"
"Little girl!"
Sang took a deep breath and raised his head.
She had seen King Sangzhou under the Great Wall. Looking up close, she found that the lines on the bearded man's face were very deep, and the crow's feet in the corners of her eyes could catch flies.
Sang Shizi, like her, had a very beautiful face, a little feminine, but not feminine.
Both father and son were riding the scarlet Yunjian Beast, their eyes fixed on her, tears filled their eyes.
Sang Chengyin jumped off the back of Yunjian Beast first, and almost fell in a hurry.
Sang Yuan noticed that he still held a luminous jade slip in his hand.
When his feet fell on the ground, a slightly dumb male voice faintly floated from the jade slip—
"Very good. Come on, let's fight."
It's You Wuming.
Sang Chengyin threw the jade slip casually, and then threw it in front of Sang Yuan.
The rough man was close to homesickness, his hands trembling, as if he wanted to give her a hug, but he didn't dare.
Sang Shizi also jumped down, and he hurried to the front. Sang was surprised to find that this elder brother was actually a little shorter than her, and he was a very handsome little man.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, girl, Lingu told us, it doesn't matter if you don't recognize people, ah, it will be better!" Sang Chengyin withdrew the hand that wanted to pat her head with great difficulty.
"Little sister, did You Wuming bully you?" Sang Shizi's eyebrows floated ruthlessly, "My brother will lay down Shangdu and take revenge for you!"
Sang Yuanyuan shook his head quickly: "Father, brother, don't be impulsive. You Wuming... didn't bully me. He rescued me from Han Shaoling. He is a good man."
Hearing this, the corners of the eyes of the father and son jumped wildly.
"Not good." Sang Chengyin laughed stiffly, "I just scolded his eighteenth generation ancestor all over, hiss—"
"How does the father know that I am by You Wuming's side?" Sang Yuanyuan still couldn't recover.
She wanted to ask what happened to the rebellious uncle, but at this moment, her throat and heart seemed to be full of cotton wool, and she couldn't afford to care for others.
"Hey," Sang Chengyin raised a big fan-like hand and scratched his head, "I only thought of it when I looked back. Such a cute little girl never blinked her eyes on the battlefield, except for our little Sangguo. Who else can there be?"
A scout in front rushed to report—
"Lord, You Wuming has a thousand cavalry, come straight!"
Sang Shizi's eyebrows were lowered: "Father, is it true? The son is 70% sure that he can keep this mad thief!"
Sang looked up from afar and saw that behind Sang's father and son, thousands of iron knights were ready to go.
"No, don't." Sang blurted out from a distance.
"Little sister..." Sang Shizi stopped talking, and said for a while, "Even if we don't fight, that lunatic will not give up."
"Is there any Yujian?" she asked anxiously.
Sang Chengyin reluctantly took out one.
Sang came over from a distance and jumped into the carriage alone.
Her heart thumped wildly, and the hand holding Yujian shook violently. At this moment, she felt nervous after a long absence.
The jade slip was disconnected, and the cyan light flickered.
"You Wuming," she whispered, "I'll go to heaven to settle the agreement, later, can you come to propose a marriage again?"