The moment she saw Ye Mohan, Chu Yue's eyes turned red, she grinned, and her face glowed as the disguise disappeared.
"Ye Mohan."
She stood motionless, holding the fan and spreading her hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Hold me——"
The next moment, the man appeared next to her, held her in his arms, and gently stroked her back with his palms, "Are you being bullied?"
Chu Yue shook her head, no longer trying to show off her support, but instead made no secret of her exhaustion. She used all her strength to hug the man in front of her, burying her face in his chest, almost greedily absorbing what belonged to the man.
The fragrance of cold bamboo was like a life-saving medicine, instantly resurrecting her with full blood.
"I want Nan Yongning to die."
She slowly raised her eyes, and her eyes became clear and bloodshot.
"good."
The man gently rubbed her head.
Although he didn't know what happened in the boat, he was certain that Xuanhan's eldest princess had made his girl feel wronged.
He felt sorry for her sadness and depression, but he was also happy that she was willing to take off her armor in front of her.
Ye Mohan's long sleeves flicked in the night sky, drawing a shallow arc, causing gusts of breeze.
at the same time.
The painting boat on the Eternal River suddenly burst into flames.
He would not let Nan Yongning die in ashes so easily, just because he understood the woman in his arms.
She wanted to take this life herself.
"Pillow."
Chu Yue nestled in his arms, her thick and slender eyelashes half-draped, "Do you still remember that time at the Zhan Zhan College, when grandpa and uncle said something happened to Mu Jun?"
"Remember, Nan Yongning is related to this matter?"
"Yes." Chu Yue's eyes became scarleter, "She made jade bone Xiao from the bones of Mu's soldiers. She told me that her eldest princess had a room full of similar bone toys and pillows.
, tell me, does she deserve to die..."
"He deserves death."
Ye Mohan's eyes were filled with horrifying and boundless murderous intent.
"Since ancient times, warriors have practiced martial arts to increase their longevity, but tens of thousands of years ago, a scandal occurred in the Xuanhan royal family, which shocked the entire empire."
Ye Mohan said slowly: "The clan members in the Xuanhan royal family, because of insufficient martial arts training, in order to increase their longevity and achieve immortality, they used Xuanhan's secret technique of 'pulling thread souls' to kill innocent warriors.
Shouyuan transferred flowers and trees to his own martial star.
As for the warriors who possess the secret technique of 'pulling silk souls', their flesh, flesh, and veins will eventually become distorted and swallowed by the bone marrow, and the Xuanhan royal family will seal their souls within their bones."
"His heart is vicious and his crime cannot be forgiven." Chu Yue gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with murderous intent as if she wanted to fill the sky.
Ye Mohan nodded: "Later, the matter was revealed, and the world knew that the 'silk soul' has drawbacks and will leave permanent sequelae. In severe cases, it may even cause illness. Only the Yuanling of the victim is the only one."
The antidote. Therefore, they sealed the warrior Yuanling in the bone toy, so that when they get sick in the future, they can release the seal and devour the Yuanling."
"Being tortured to death before death, and then being sealed in the bones of one's own body as an antidote after death is really vicious." Chu Yue frowned.
"The Jiuyou Sword Clan will investigate this matter and give an explanation to the Mu Mansion soldiers. It just so happens that the focus of all continents is on the temple banquet, so it is the best time to investigate this matter."
"good."
On the way back to Liuyun Station, Chu Yue told in detail the conversation with Nan Yongning and what happened in the boat.
It is true that she directly avoided the content of teasing Nan Yongning.
Although Nan Yongning is a woman, she knows very well that if the jealousy of the person next to her is overturned, there will be no distinction between men and women.
…
Liuyun Station.
midnight.
The masked man in black crept into Chu Yue's room and put down a huge box.
When Chu Yue and Ye Mohan came back quietly, they opened the box and smelled the aroma of rice.
There seemed to be four dishes and one soup inside, as well as a small note left by Master Yun Jianzun:
My disciple is Xiao Chu, who is very fleshy.
Chu Yue's eyebrows were as gentle as water, and she couldn't help but chuckle, feeling a warm current flowing through her heart.
As a member of Ling Tian's team, Yun Huan did not dare to show up openly, so he came here to deliver food secretly.
Chu Yue discovered that there was ink on the back of the note, so she turned a page in her palm and saw the words on the back:
The spiritual beast taken from Shen Xueji was personally tested by the master to be non-toxic and is a great tonic. Little Chu girl can drink it with confidence.
For a moment, it made me dumbfounded.
I'm afraid only Master Yunxi can do this kind of thing.
He is clearly a thief, and he can be said so confidently.
Chu Yue and Ye Mohan finished drinking the warm soup stewed with Ganoderma lucidum together, then opened the window and saw the night view of Liuyun Station.
The huge courtyard is planted with rare flowers and plants.
The white-haired old man in military uniform sat on a stone chair at the edge of the courtyard and took out many empty wine glasses from his storage bag.
Every glass is filled with wine.
Only the old man picked up the wine and drank it. The remaining wine in the cup was only rippled by the wind.
After drinking the wine, the old uncle smiled kindly and kindly, and his turbid and lonely eyes looked through the air beside the stone table in front of him to the distant old time.
"Old friends, you have never seen the unification of the imperial domain until your death. You say that is your long-cherished wish, but how difficult it is to achieve this long-cherished wish."
The old man's eyes filled with tears, "You tell me, what are we doing for our whole life, fighting in the south and the north? For our family, for our country, or for the world? I am incompetent, and I haven't been able to find your children until now. No.
Know whether they are alive or dead."
Chu Yue felt heavy, as if a huge stone was pressing on her chest.
When my grandfather was young, he also had a group of like-minded friends around him.
They were a group of young men from Beizhou.
They rode horses swaggering through the city and laughed wildly on Beizhou Street.
They drank strong liquor and galloped through the battlefield, promising to make meritorious deeds and leave their names in history, but thousands of them went and only one came back.
From then on, the old uncle would be alone at this time every year, drinking and talking to his dead brothers.
Ye Mohan covered her body with a thick cloak, and his warm palm wrapped her slightly cold hands.
"The Mu soldiers killed by Nan Yongning are the descendants of my grandfather's friends."
There are countless men in this era who get married and have children in their teens.
When those children grew up, they wanted to inherit their father's legacy, join the army, and still follow the Mu family in their faith.
But their fate is no better than that of their parents.
My fathers died on the battlefield.
They died in the Princess's Mansion in Nanyongning.
Ye Mohan remained silent, just holding her hand and interlocking his fingers with hers.
As if telling her silently.
I am here.
I'll always be there.
Dawn, dawn.
Chu Yue raised her head to look at the gradually brightening sky, her eyes flashing with bloodthirsty arcs of light, and said in a deep voice: "It's time for the Wulu Banquet to begin."