After running for three hours, Murong Yu decided to stop and rest. Yuwen Zhantian was seriously injured, so he shouldn't be chasing him so quickly.
Murong Yu changed lanes again on the way, headed southwest and returned to the original route, only taking the trail.
The place where they rested was in the wild, desolate and desolate, and the old trees were bare. The cold wind was blowing, and it hurt their faces like knives.
They sat on the steed and walked slowly, Murong Ci suddenly smiled happily, "Murong Yu, look quickly"
"spray"
The muffled sound came from behind.
She turned her head suspiciously and was taken aback, he vomited blood
"Murong Yu, are you injured internally?" she asked anxiously.
"No problem," Murong Yu whispered.
"There is a thatched hut in front, let's go there and rest for a while."
She urged the horse forward, and soon came to the thatched cottage. Unavoidably being recognized by the pursuers, she led Shen Jun to the back of the thatched hut and tied him tightly.
After that, she helped him into the thatched hut. This thatched hut is extremely simple, but it can be considered to have tiles to cover the head and keep out the wind and rain.
There is nothing in the house, but there is a lot of dry straw.
She helped him to sit on the straw, and he laughed at himself: "It's just a little internal injury, I don't pay attention to it."
"I'll see if there's anything to eat in the room." Murong Ci smiled.
"Be careful." Murong Yu instructed.
She looked around the house, and accidentally saw a fresh sweet potato behind a pile of dry firewood, so she excitedly took four out, "There are sweet potatoes here, which should be hidden here by nearby villagers. We roasted them." Is the sweet potato good to eat?"
He nodded, "Okay, I'm just hungry."
So, she went to fetch a pile of dry firewood, put the sweet potatoes in place, and lit it.
Murong Yu pulled her to sit beside him, and said in a low voice, "A Ci, take a break."
Seeing that his left arm was wounded by a sword, Murong Ci hastily tore off a piece of the corner of his robe, "I'll bandage it for you."
"It's all skin trauma, no problem."
Having said that, he still quietly let her bandage.
After bandaging, she asked with a smile, "Prince Nanyue, did you send someone to assassinate him?"
He hugged her and smiled softly, "Nothing can be hidden from you. Ah Ci, we can definitely leave West Qin Kingdom"
"All the elite you brought are dead." She felt sad, and suddenly remembered that the thirty people arranged by Rong Zhan secretly protected her.
"Yuwen Zhantian's elite should not be underestimated, but he is still not as good as me." Murong Yu said conceitedly.
"Okay, okay, you are invincible." Murong Ci smiled.
Not long after, the burnt aroma of sweet potatoes permeated the air. She moved her index finger and asked with a playful smile, "Do you really want to eat it?"
He shook his head lightly, and she asked again in surprise: "I really don't want to eat it."
Murong Yu whispered charmingly in her ear: "I just want to eat you."
Embarrassed, she turned away shyly, added two sticks of firewood, pulled the sweet potatoes and roasted them on the other side.
The delicious sweet potato burnt smell became stronger and stronger. After waiting for a while, she pulled out the sweet potatoes and felt that they were all soft, so she began to peel and eat.
"It smells so good." Murong Ci ate with relish.
"It's the first time I tasted the sweet potatoes you baked with your own hands. It's a special taste." He smiled meaningfully.
"Then eat a few more." She blinked slyly, "Why don't we take the remaining sweet potatoes with us. It's freezing cold, and we don't know if we can find something to eat on the way."
Murong Yu was noncommittal and let her go.
After eating two sweet potatoes in a row, she was almost full, so she stood up and stretched, "Let's go now or take a break"
He beckoned her to come over, "take a break."
Murong Ci sat in his arms, stroking his chest with his small hands, "Your internal injuries don't matter."
He shook his head, a small flame ignited in his dark eyes, "Yuwen Zhantian's internal injury is much more serious than mine. Ah Ci"
This hoarse and charming voice made her whole body go limp.
She couldn't help looking at him, couldn't take her eyes away, her small face was glowing with fiery red, like a viburnum dyed with clouds, white and delicate, round and smooth, with the most intoxicating demeanor.
Murong Yu clasped the back of her head and kissed her, the deep-seated longing for many days poured out like a flood, out of control.
She responded eagerly, her heart was trembling faintly, and she was panting quickly.
Like a gust of wind blowing the slender pink petals of peach blossoms, like a shower nourishing the playthings and the world, like a raging river rushing eastward wrapped in a small boat, like a blazing flame devouring everything
At this moment, he was galloping like a gallop, with his arrows on the line, but he couldn't bear to force her, so he couldn't bear it, but kissed her eagerly.
Murong Ci found himself lying on the thick straw, his robes were in a mess, and he was actually picking off his robes. For a moment, she looked away in embarrassment.
"A Ci, do you want to?"
He pecked and kissed this cold jade-like skin, as if exhausting all his energy.
She became more awake, and stared at him blankly, her eyes were no longer clear and bright as before, she was blurred and dizzy because of the burning heat all over her body and the rising of some kind of desire.
"
I don't force you. "
Murong Yu said in a low voice, knowing the scruples and anxiety in her heart.
She hugged him tightly and kissed his moist thin lips, proving her thoughts with actions.
He smiled happily, and the passionate kiss hit like a storm.
The burning flames reddened the pile of overlapping robes and the white skin, and the warmth spread
Murong Ci felt tossed and tossed in the rough sea, but suddenly heard a hoarse voice.
"A Ci, I know it was you that day when I was assassinated at the birthday banquet, and the female assassin who turned heads with me later was you."
He whispered, his tone determined and joyful, and he exerted force suddenly.
She opened her eyes in astonishment, "How do you know?"
The tearing pain invades without warning
I don't know how long it took, but the firewood was almost extinguished.
Murong Yu got up slightly, added a few sticks of dry wood, and then still hugged her.
Murong Ci nestled in his arms, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, his brows were filled with a jade light like a spring breeze, and his heart seemed to be filled with honey.
When they embrace each other tightly, when their souls blend seamlessly, when they fly together like phoenixes, when they completely entrust their bodies and minds to each other, when they appreciate the beauty of the peak together, she feels unprecedented satisfaction with joy.
He, too, kept kissing her, refusing to get up.
"You haven't told me yet, how do you know that the female assassin is me." She asked coquettishly.
"It's rare for you to speak to me in such a tone." He tapped her pointed chin lightly, "I like it."
"Come on."
"Not long ago, the housekeeper inadvertently mentioned to me about my birthday party, saying that you suddenly appeared in my bedroom after you left. Besides, an hour had passed since the assassination, you couldn't possibly Still staying in my palace, even appearing in my bedroom, still wearing my robe." Murong Yu explained. In fact, after he had many close contacts with her later, he also became suspicious, because the female assassin's body odor was very similar to hers. It's just that he was insane that night and couldn't remember many details, so he couldn't be sure.
"I should have killed you after that incident." She gritted her teeth.
"Then why didn't you do that?" He asked with a leisurely smile.
"That's because just as I was about to start, the housekeeper knocked on the door."
At this moment, Murong Ci didn't know what mood he was in. Perhaps, there is God's will in the dark, and God arranges for them to get closer and closer, and the more they understand, the closer they will be, and the deeper their love will be.
He scratched her nose, "You really made it easy for me to find you. Do you know how many people I sent to look for you? First I searched for a long time in East Chu State, and then in West Qin State. I sent many people. Secret search. I swear, I will find you even if I search all over the world.”
She pursed her lips unwillingly, "You men are so half-hearted and want to change your mind. You are obviously attracted to that female assassin, so why are you flirting with me, the crown prince?"
Murong Yu laughed dryly, "I've always kept myself clean, and I'm not close to women. After spending a night with that female assassin, I naturally have to be responsible to her. Although I like her pungent and refreshing energy a little bit, I'm not tempted."
"Just because you like a little bit, you have to search for people all over the world." Murong Ci was quite speechless.
"I'm worried that she's pregnant with my flesh and blood, and I can't let my children and grandchildren live outside." He found that under her pressure, he couldn't justify himself.
"In the final analysis, you men only want three wives and four concubines."
"A Ci, having you in this life is enough."
Murong Yu said in a low voice, and sealed it with a kiss.
Murong Ci was out of breath from his kiss, and was about to push him away, but saw a lot of blood oozing from the wound on his left arm, and couldn't help but feel distressed: "It must have been too hard to bleed."
He didn't take it seriously, and smiled in a deep voice, "In order to make you my woman, no matter how much blood is shed, I will be willing to do so."
She squinted at him, "Not serious. I'll bandage you up again."
Another corner of the robe was torn off, and the blood-stained piece of cloth was removed and bandaged again.
After finishing, she was startled, there was movement outside
Murong Yu had already sensed the movement outside, his sword eyebrows were slightly tightened, his whole body was tense, his arms were like iron, as if there was infinite power hidden, which made people feel at ease.
They immediately got up and put on their robes and cloaks. He gestured for her to stay in the house, and then went out lightly with a soft sword in his hand.
Murong Ci wanted to go out with him and fight side by side with him, but he was worried that he had his own plans and disrupted his plans.
Suddenly, he opened the door, and the afterimage swept across like a hurricane, sweeping away everything.
Hand up, knife down.
Blood drops, splashes.
Seven or eight people outside had a line of slender sword wounds on their necks.
Their eyes were open, and their bodies were frozen, and their eyes widened when they saw their killers. After that, they fell to the ground one after another, dying with regret.
Her heart was surging. Just now, his phantom attack in an instant, and the killing method of seeing the blood seal with a sword, was smooth and neat, like a gust of wind, like a shock.
Thrilling.
It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, Murong Ci extinguished the fire, collected those sweet potatoes, and walked out quickly.
Murong Yu pulled her onto the horse, and she rode away in the cold wind.