He Mucheng raised his eyebrows and smiled secretly, "Where are we going? To the Kingdom of Zhao!"
Nan Yue hurriedly opened the curtain on the small window and looked at Lu City slowly going away. She stood up and was about to shout, but He Musheng spoke first, "You can shout, if you attract Shi Hu, just wait."
Just be his two-legged sheep."
Only then did Nan Yue notice that the four people in front of her had changed their appearance. She touched her cheek and wanted to find the bronze mirror, but Dong Ning beside her chuckled and said, "Stop looking, this carriage belongs to you."
The most eye-catching!"
Nanyue's legs went limp, then fell back to their knees.
"Nan Yan, what exactly do you want to do when you take me to Zhao Country?" Fear finally showed in her words.
"Don't want to go?" He Mucheng asked seriously.
Nan Yue looked at her in confusion, then suddenly realized and nodded hastily, "Ayan, please let me go!"
He Mucheng shrugged, "Okay, I'll beg General Ji later to take you back to Lucheng in person."
Nan Yue's beautiful eyes were full. She didn't seem to believe that He Mucheng would let go so easily. She was always on guard until the sky darkened and the army camped in an open space.
Ji Yunyuan looked at He Mucheng who had not applied any makeup, and fear suddenly appeared on his face. As time passed by, he opened his mouth, but did not say a word.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that he was in a bad state, He Mucheng tilted his head.
"Ayan," his voice was a little hoarse, "will you come back?"
He Mucheng suddenly realized that he was afraid that he would regret it by cooperating with this guy, so he took advantage of the opportunity to send Nan Yue back to Lucheng and left him!
She winked slyly, "What do you think?"
Ji Yunyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He sighed and said, "I asked you to follow me to the Kingdom of Zhao because I had selfish motives. It would be reasonable for you to return to Jianye with Wang Xuan."
He Mucheng chuckled, turned around and waved to him, "Then I have to think about it carefully. If I really regret it, I won't follow your people back to you..."
Her voice gradually faded away, followed by twenty elites. Nanyue's carriage was waiting on the official road not far away. Ji Yunyuan stepped forward and said loudly, "Ayan, I want you to come back to me.
"
He Mucheng did not respond, but her steps began to become lighter. She jumped onto the carriage unconsciously, and soon, the group of people disappeared at the end of the hazy road.
In the carriage, Nan Yue was still trembling.
Seeing this, He Mucheng raised his eyelids and said disdainfully, "What are you afraid of? Didn't I send you back?"
Nan Yue's voice was a little trembling, "Since you are willing to send me back, why did you take me away in the first place?"
He Mucheng said nothing and just closed his eyes gently until an hour later, the carriage stopped at the main entrance of the Lucheng Prince's Mansion.
Upon seeing this, the guards of the royal palace hurried into the main hall, where all the noble families had a drink to say goodbye to King Lu Cheng.
Someone announced, "Your Majesty, Nan's Ayan is here!"
After Wang Xuan heard this, he suddenly stood up!
A crowd of people came to the door of the house curiously.
Seeing that the time was right, He Mucheng opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage, bowed his hands to everyone, "In the name of the general, I send the clan sister back to the Lucheng palace."
King Lu Cheng narrowed his eyes, and the big bags under his eyes were particularly obvious under the red lantern at the gate of the mansion. He asked in a hoarse voice, "But my concubine, Nan's Ah Yue?"
"Yes." He Mucheng responded respectfully, "When I saw Sister Clan, she was unconscious beside the official road outside Beicheng. My think tanks Dong Ning, Xiqian, and Bei Zhi and I saw her and rescued her. I
I didn’t ask any more questions, thinking that I would leave everything to the prince to decide.”
Nan Yue finally realized at this time that she was trying to ruin her reputation!
She opened the car curtain regardless, her little face was livid, "You're talking nonsense! It's obvious that you kidnapped me, and then you went to a lot of trouble to send me back..."
The more she spoke, the softer her voice became. This logic sounded so unreasonable, but it was obviously the fact...
There were discussions and accusations from the family members all around:
"My sister kindly sent her back, but in order to preserve her reputation, she openly slandered her benefactor. Her thoughts are simply vicious!"
"Didn't she also try her best to slander this sister on the tower before?"
"Sleeping in the official road like this will probably be humiliated by the barbarians..."
Nan Yue's tears fell. She looked at He Mucheng, choked with sobs and said with shame and anger, "Nan Yan, it's you! You want to take revenge on me, you kidnapped me, and spread rumors that I was humiliated by the barbarians, and now you are pretending to be kind.
If you send me back, how do you want me to behave in Lucheng? You are so cruel, you are so cruel..."
At this point, she burst into tears.
He Mucheng looked at her heartbreaking accusation, then glanced around the crowd that was gradually quieting down. He finally lowered his eyes and sighed softly, "Yes, it was I who tied you up, because I wanted to harm you, because you once...
…once……"
When she said this, her eyes turned red.
She looked like she had been beaten into a trap, how could it be half real?
Nanyue seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. She raised her face hurriedly, "My lord, did you hear it? She admitted it!"
Seeing that King Lu Cheng's expression was still gloomy, she turned to look at Nan Zhi again, "Father, did you hear that? It's Nan Yan who wants to harm me, it's her..."
"Okay, stop talking and take a good bath!" Nan Zhi turned around and bowed apologetically to King Lu Cheng.
King Lu Cheng waved his hand, and a maid hurriedly dragged Nan Yue into the palace. It wasn't until her cries disappeared from everyone's ears that He Mucheng ordered the soldiers to turn around the carriage.
At this time, someone quietly came to Wang Xuan's side and whispered a few words to him. Wang Xuan frowned slightly. After that, he stepped forward and said softly, "Ayan, I'll see you off."
He Mucheng turned around, saw a smile on Wang Xuan's lips, and nodded slightly.
In this way, Wang Xuan and her walked on the quiet street. In front of them were twenty elites from Ji Yunyuan, while Wang Xuan was as leisurely and indifferent as a banished immortal under the moon.
"Why did Mr. Lang send me away?" He Mucheng tilted his head, and the redness in his eyes had receded.
Wang Xuan chuckled lightly, "When I saw A Yan planning for General Ji, I thought you were a selfless person. It wasn't until I saw A Yan's superb acting skills that I found it interesting."
He Mucheng said dissatisfied, "Huh, are you a selfless person or a boring person?"
Wang Xuan stopped, looked at the elite not far away, and raised his lips, "Ayan, do you know? I already allowed you to leave, but you came back after all."
He Mucheng blinked in confusion, "What do you mean, Sir?"
Wang Xuan lowered his head and smiled lightly, "Now that I'm back, I'm going to fight for myself, right?"
He raised his sleeves, and He Mucheng felt the fragrance overflowing. In a daze, Wang Xuanru's jade face slowly became blurry...
Jingli heard the sound and turned around suddenly, but was there anyone behind him?
They looked at each other, then said in a panic, "No, the girl is missing!"
"What should we do?" Everyone looked at the leader.
He looked stern and immediately divided the elite into two groups, "You quickly tell the general, and the rest, follow me. Even if Lu City is turned upside down, we must bring the girl back safely!"
The wind in Lucheng became more and more biting.
The wind on the river is even worse.
When He Mucheng woke up, she was in a rocking ship. She stroked her forehead, but she was still dizzy.
After finally regaining his balance, he looked up and saw Wang Xuanzheng drawing something not far away.
Hearing the movement, Wang Xuan finally turned his head. The setting sun passed through the wooden lattice window and cast a few mottled spots on his shoulders.
Seeing the person on the bed looking at him helplessly, he smiled softly, "Ayan, are you awake?"
