"Forget it, let it go."

Putting down the car curtain, Mo Yuzhuang put away the waistband he picked up from Luoyang.

If he didn't want the woman's injury to be publicized, Mo Yuzhuang wouldn't mind strangling the official who wanted to take advantage of him with his own hands.

"Let it go, let it go, do you hear me? Let it go quickly!"

Out of anger and fear of offending the Nine Kings, the official dropped the wooden stick in his hand, untied the daoka and allowed the carriage to pass.[

The carriage ran quickly and crossed the first dirt road on the official road. After confirming that no officials were chasing after him, Mo Yuzhuang ordered the carriage to slow down and move slowly.

"Young Master, do you want me to go down and teach that woman a lesson?"

The driver was very angry. How dare that damn woman molest his master?

"No need. Your Majesty's injury is serious."

Just tease him. Judging from the current situation, as long as it doesn't exceed his tolerance limit, nothing matters.

Three adults and a wolf cub were crammed into the small carriage, making the already small space even more cramped.

Mo Yuzhuang moved her body and lay next to Leng Yuhan. She reached out and brushed Leng Yuhan's sweaty forehead, letting go of her worry a little, and her limbs gradually showed some sleepiness.

Leaning on Leng Yuhan's pillow, Mo Yuzhuang closed her eyes and fell asleep. After a long night of hard work, her body needed sleep to replenish her physical strength.

With one free hand, he hugged the sleeping Leng Yuhan into his arms. Mo Yuzhuang was startled, and the hand holding Leng Yuhan felt a warmth.

Mo Yuzhuang opened her eyelids and looked at her fingertips sleepily. A few faint points of bright red decorated Mo Yuzhuang's fingertips as if they were smeared with cinnabar.

"Is it blood?"

Thinking of the injury on Leng Yuhan's back, Mo Yuzhuang lost all sleepiness and gently turned Leng Yuhan over so that Leng Yuhan could lie on his lap.

Leng Yuhan took off his clothes one by one, and when the last piece of shirt was taken off to reveal the frightening slash on Leng Yuhan's smooth back, Mo Yuzhuang's heart couldn't help but tighten.

"Yan'er

The words murmuring in his mouth seemed to be endless, but they were silent before he opened his mouth.

Mo Yuzhuang carefully checked that there was no infection in the wound, took cotton dipped in spirits and disinfected the wound again, changed Leng Yuhan into dry clothes, put her back to her original position, and covered her with a quilt.

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"Fortunately, the wound is just inflamed. What if it becomes infected?"

In the carriage, no one was awake except Mo Yuzhuang.

Mo Yuzhuang asked herself, like an ordinary man, worried about his wife.[

"Yan'er, when will you remember the existence of Yuzhuang? Can the friendship of so many years in the past really be treated as nothing happened and start over?"

Staring at Leng Yuhan's face that was still in a coma, Mo Yuzhuang unknowingly let the injured woman occupy the proud heart of a wounded man that originally belonged to her.

",."

In the dream, Leng Yuhan murmured, but the name she called was not Mo Yuzhuang's name.

"Shangguan Lin? Yan'er, is this the passionate love you gave Yuzhuang to fight for you all night long?"

The beautiful face under the white gauze was slightly cold.

Mo Yuzhuang held her chest and pressed against Leng Yuhan's body, savoring the pain that the woman had brought to him in her dream.

My heart hurts a little bit.

It hurts, not pain.

Pain is a feeling that hits your heart hard.

And pain is the kind of feeling that makes people use a knife to open the heart bit by bit, which makes people unable to discard it but it involves the bone marrow and can only endure it.

",,Lin!"

Zuan woke up from his dream, and Leng Yuhan met Mo Yuzhuang's pair of extremely painful eyes, which were very dark and empty.

That blackness is like the vortex of the universe, which can absorb all the beauty in the world.

The sky seems to see through all the desolation in the world, with a touch of sadness hidden in it.

"Yuzhuang, what's wrong with you?"

Reaching out to touch Mo Yuzhuang's weak-looking cheek, Leng Yuhan asked very uneasily.

Is Mo Yuzhuang sad?

Why be sad?

Did you do something you shouldn't have done?

"Yuzhuang is fine. I'm just a little worried about the prince's injury."

The black ink eyes were stained with a few traces of water. Mo Yuzhuang lay on Leng Yuhan's chest, feeling every heartbeat coming from there. The flowery face under the white gauze was from an angle that Leng Yuhan could not see.

Water marks fell quietly.[

"Yu Zhuang, is it that this king is too useless and makes you sad? Or is it that this king is too useless?

Leng Yuhan felt something was wrong. Could it be that he told everything in his dream?

"Your Majesty, you are worrying too much. With Yuzhuang by your side, Your Majesty will have a good night's sleep."

She closed her eyes sadly, and when she opened them again and stared at Leng Yuhan, the beautiful and picturesque face under the white gauze had now become as beautiful as a flower, smiling like a flower.

Only a few drops of tears were left to stick to the thick feathery eyelash petals of Mo Yuzhuang. They trembled and shed a pity-like crystal.

"Yuzhuang, how did we escape?"

In the daze, Leng Yuhan heard the constant shouts of killing in his ears. He wanted to wake up, but his body was so tired that it was difficult to get up. When he finally opened his eyes, the fighting and the smell of blood suddenly changed.

It becomes calm and peaceful, without any disturbance in sleep.

The strange calm made Leng Yuhan feel like he was in a dream. Even if he was awake, he didn't know where he was in spring and autumn.

"Haha, Yuzhuang was saved by a noble man and escaped disaster. Long Liang's fourth prince Ran Qingchen."

Not wanting Leng Yuhan to know too much, Mo Yuzhuang used the shortest words to describe the most shocking night of bloody killings.

"Ran Qingchen? Isn't he going to kill me? How can he help me?"

Surprised by Mo Yuzhuang's answer, Leng Yuhan blinked his eyes and wanted to say a classic line: There are all kinds of wonders in the world, it just depends on whether you want to have them or not.

"Haha. The one Ran Qingchen wanted to kill was always the prince. He never mentioned that he wanted to kill Yuzhuang."

It's natural to know that Ran Qingchen's heart is full of talent, but it doesn't really make sense if Ran Qingchen lets go after pacing for a while. There should be other reasons in Ran Qingchen's heart.

Is this the woman in my arms?

"What Yuzhuang means is that I have brought Yuzhuang down? Dare to go around and around, there are so many of you, but I am the only one to play with you?"

Leng Yuhan was a little angry and turned his head away from looking at Mo Yuzhuang.

"Haha, Yuzhuang and the prince are from the same family, why are they getting involved? How about Yuzhuang prove it to the prince?"

Mo Yuzhuang innocently approached Leng Yuhan. Before Leng Yuhan could turn around again, she kissed Leng Yuhan's lips fiercely. When Leng Yuhan was so surprised that he forgot to resist, the domineering start

Attack the city and plunder the land!

"Yuzhuang, no!"

The burning pain on his back made Leng Yuhan lose weight in an instant and numbed his mind.

With both hands subconsciously pushing Mo Yuzhuang, Leng Yuhan struggled to resist Mo Yuzhuang's attack, wanting to avoid the wound on his back that was hit by the car board.

"The prince doesn't want Yuzhuang, so who does the prince want?"

A little further away, Leng Yuhan was sucked into red and swollen pink lips, her makeup was stiff and her crescent eyebrows were tinged with a sense of alienation that could not be ignored.

"No, no. Yuzhuang, I don't want anyone!"

Leng Yuhan retorted weakly. Although she really wasn't thinking about another man, facing Mo Yuzhuang's questioning as if she was trying to catch a thief, Leng Yuhan still felt guilty and strangely didn't want to Mo Yuzhuang.

Put on makeup to misunderstand her.

"Oh!"

Mo Yuzhuang chuckled softly, put her hand under Leng Yuhan's back, and used it to cushion the wooden board that had hurt the wound on her back. She stared at Leng Yuhan's unnatural face without saying a word.

"Yuzhuang, it's true. I really don't want anyone."

Once again denying Mo Yuzhuang's idea, Leng Yuhan wanted to tell Mo Yuzhuang that in the world he lived in, men and women were equal, and the marriage between a man and a woman was one-to-one, and there was no relationship at all.

There is a one-to-many situation.

Like the situation I had with five husbands and six men in the Phoenix Girl Country, if I were in that world, I would be convicted of bigamy and imprisoned for seven to five or eight years.

"Then Prince, do you want Yuzhuang?"

Mo Yuzhuang approached Leng Yuhan's body and stopped less than one centimeter away from Leng Yuhan.

His dark eyes were like water, which unexpectedly stirred up mist in Leng Yuhan's confused mind. His long hair, which was pouring down like a waterfall, covered Leng Yuhan's open button on his chest.

"Yuzhuang, my king

Are you saying you don’t want to? Yu Zhuang will definitely be angry.

Say you want it? But the wound on your back really hurts!

His chest was rising and falling violently, and Leng Yuhan knew exactly what Mo Yuzhuang wanted to do to him at this moment.

Just one answer she gives him and he makes two different choices.

But of the two answers, which one should be given better?

Thinking, thinking, my heart is beating fast.

Leng Yuhan never thought that he could have such a wild day.

You can actually be in the car with a man?

Take off your clothes?

"My lord, Yuzhuang wants to live in your heart."

Different from the domineering and ruthless behavior just now, Mo Yuzhuang slowly pressed her lips against Leng Yuhan's, hissing slowly and sucking softly.

"Yuzhuang, my heart is very lonely. If you want to live here, you must be prepared not to leave."

Shangguan Lin is the first person in this world that he wants to rely on, so what about Mo Yuzhuang?

Can you share your empty and cold heart with the man in front of you?

Leng Yuhan remembered the once-popular saying, 'I allow you to appear in my world, and I allow you to leave my world, but I absolutely do not allow you to walk around in my world.'

"Haha, Yuzhuang has a small heart. Being able to stay with the prince is enough for this life."

Sporadic kisses went all the way down the tip of Leng Yuhan's eyebrows, slowly traveling on Leng Yuhan's flushed skin, gently dotting Leng Yuhan's tense memories.

"If there really isn't all those predetermined pathos in destiny, then I really want to spend the rest of my life with Yuzhuang and never give up."

Carefully climbing onto Mo Yu's body, which was made up of orchid fragrance, Leng Yuhan allowed himself not to think about continuing to live in the future for the time being. He only regarded the present as the last second before the destruction of the world, and took the initiative to ask for tenderness.

"Um?"

Surprised by Leng Yuhan's active response, Mo Yuzhuang hummed in a low voice and lightly tugged on her hand.

In an instant, her skirt fell down and was thrown aside.

"Yuzhuang, I don't want it! Someone is there!"

Extremely embarrassed, Leng Yuhan hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover her body that had been exposed by Mo Yuzhuang, and buried her head in the quilt. She didn't dare to breathe out, and she didn't dare to breathe. Because just now, Leng Yuhan suddenly discovered

, it turned out that in the carriage, there were not only himself and Mo Yuzhuang, but also Luoyang, and a ball of fluffy stuff, moving lower and higher, as if it was a living thing.

"Lin, formation, escape, escape?"

With a hint of amusement and a hint of helplessness, Mo Yuzhuang stared at Leng Yuhan who shrunk into a dough shape in the quilt. The ink in his eyes darkened, then darkened a bit, and finally turned into clear eyes, as clear as spring water.

It's freezing cold.

"Run? Don't even think about it."

Opening the corner of the quilt, Mo Yuzhuang squeezed in with a sense of sadness she had never experienced before in her life.

"Young Master, there is the sound of horse hooves ahead, it seems they are coming towards us."

Before the good thing could begin, he was quickly interrupted by a slightly childish voice outside the carriage.

Mo Yuzhuang's gloomy hibiscus jade face was full of anger, and she stared coldly at the white figure who opened the carriage curtain.

"When I get back, I will go to the Hall of Reward and Punishment to get forty sticks."

The figure in white who opened the car curtain lowered his head in grievance and muttered with a red face.

"Um."

Mo Yuzhuang sighed softly, stood up and put on her half-undressed clothes again, and placed a soft kiss on Leng Yuhan's forehead.

Her delicate lips were close to Leng Yuhan's ear, and she said ambiguously: "When I get back home, Yuzhuang will give Yan'er the second half of this provocative part."

"you?"

In an instant, blush spread all over his body, and all the words he wanted to say stopped on his lips. Leng Yuhan felt that his little heart had never beat so strongly.

"How about Yuzhuang? Hahaha!"

Her eyes are flashing, her beauty is full of seductive charm, her makeup is indifferent, her smile is light and charming, and she is charming.

"Young Master, the sound of horse hooves is getting closer and closer to us."

The horse had already been stopped, and four figures in white were once again vigilantly guarding the carriage in all four directions.

"The sound of horse hooves is so rapid, is it coming towards us?"

The pursuers of the Three Kingdoms are not here, and the officials of Huangfeng are not brave enough to follow them here. Who will be coming from the front?

After jumping off the carriage, Mo Yuzhuang stood beside the horse and looked at the cloud of dust raised by the horse's hooves in front of her.

The horse ran hard, with blood marks under its hooves, turned around the official road and drove straight towards Mo Yuzhuang's carriage.

"Who is so bold as to disturb my young master's car?"

The man in white scolded and stood in front of Mo Yuzhuang.

"Mo Yuzhuang, where is Yan'er?"

The man on the horse said he was frivolous. When he saw Mo Yuzhuang's carriage parked on the side of the road, he quickly jumped off the horse and ran to Mo Yuzhuang.

"Haha, who are you?"

Anyone who dares to call him Lord You by his name, does it mean that his identity should not be underestimated?

Mo Yuzhuang asked the visitor unhurriedly, raising her eyes to carefully look at the stunningly beautiful man riding a horse.

The man in front of him was dressed in a military-colored grass-colored military uniform, and he was wearing a pair of soft military-style armored boots.

She is tall and tall, with a tall and straight figure, beautiful but unsmiling eyebrows, and a touch of fairy spirit in her gentle manner. She stands in front of Mo Yuzhuang with her hands behind her hands. Her appearance is majestic without losing the valiant and heroic spirit of a woman, and her graceful and elegant steps are without losing the grace of a man.

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What a handsome man with a soul full of sorrow!

Although Mo Yuzhuang was very disgusted with the word "Yan'er" coming from the mouth of the strange man in front of her, Mo Yuzhuang still couldn't help but admire it in her heart.

I would like to ask, how many beautiful men are there in the world who are so extraordinary?

What's more, he dared to call the Nine Kings by their first names and was not afraid of his title as Lord You. Could it be that he had a close relationship with Yan'er? Was he quite familiar with the affairs between him and Yan'er?

Mo Yuzhuang secretly thought about the man's identity.

"Hmph! I am Shangguan Lin, General of the Seven Hundred Thousand Phoenix Female Army. Mo Yuzhuang, I will ask you again, where is Yan'er?"

He was strenuous and vigorous, Shangguan Linguan was majestic, and he looked up at Mo Yuzhuang with pride.

Ever since Shangguan Lin received the letter from Leng Yuhan, he wanted to set off for Luoshui City on the same day. Unexpectedly, before leaving, a major incident involving a female soldier happened to the Huang Nu Army, so he was delayed.

The trip to the water.

"Haha! It turns out that the young master is General Shangguan Lin!"

How many years has it been?

Eight years? Or ten years?

Finally allowed myself to meet him, a so-called ‘senior brother’ who has a deep entanglement with women?

Shangguan Lin has been hiding outside his own world under the protection of a woman, allowing himself to be his shadow for so many years?

Mo Yuzhuang hated Shangguan Lin. She hated him for taking away the woman's heart that belonged to him. She hated him for allowing herself to act as the nameless and identityless person in the dark night in the woman's heart when he could not be by her side.

shadow.

"General Shangguan is an official, but his appearance is just that of a commoner. How can he know where the 'Yan'er' in General Shangguan's mouth is?"

The more distinguished a person is, the more arrogant they are. Intuitively, Mo Yuzhuang doesn't like such people.

Glancing at Shangguan Lin, Mo Yuzhuang looked a little lazy.

"Mo Yuzhuang, don't argue with me! Yan'er came here to find you, how could you not know Yan'er's whereabouts?"

Actually met a cunning master?

Shangguan Lin didn't want to get entangled with a scheming person.

"Haha! General Shangguan is really interesting! What you are looking for is the cigarette in your mouth, but Yuzhuang has never seen the cigarette in your mouth. How can you know if you have never seen it?"

Just thinking about it for a moment, Mo Yuzhuang remembered another nickname for the domineering man in front of her.

‘’?

Women think about it even in their sleep?

Mo Yuzhuang felt sour. No wonder his Yan'er was obsessed with Shangguan Lin. I dare say Shangguan Lin really has the capital to make people lose their souls!

"Where are the Nine Phoenix Kings?"

He has always called Shi Hanyan by his nickname, forming a habit that is difficult to change mentally.

Shangguan Lin was worried about Shi Hanyan's life and death and forgot that this was not a military camp. It was inappropriate for him to call out Shi Hanyan's nickname in such a frightened manner, so he immediately changed his address to the woman.

"Haha, wouldn't it be enough for General Shangguan to just say that he is the Nine Kings of Phoenix and Phoenix? However, I wonder what General Shangguan wants to do with Yuzhuang's wife?"

When a man meets a man, it’s just for the woman.
Chapter completed!