In front of the main hall was set up a gorgeous felt tent, golden carpets on the ground, light curtains, and snow-white gold-patterned flags hunting in the wind.

The civil and military officials were dressed in beautiful costumes, standing in front of the steps, watching Mopido riding into the palace in armor. Behind him, Prince Bei Rong headed by Jin Bo held a book of descent, treasures and maps, and went to see Tamaraga.

At the end of the ceremony and music, Jin Bo presented the letter of surrender, and the ceremonial officer accepted the gift and read the edict that canonized them as king.

The front hall laughed and laughed, and the drums were noisy.

The ministers were chatting and laughing around the noble-born generals. Mópido talked to them without speculation, drank a few glasses of wine, and walked to the inner hall under the guidance of the soldiers.

Water agarwood was burned in the inner hall, and wisps of blue smoke floated.

Bi Suo and Yuan Jue stood in front of the temple.

Mobido laughed a few words with them, walked into the inner hall, bowed on one knee and bowed.

Tamara Gya sat in front of the temple, without raising his head, writing an edict with a pen, dressed in a robe, with grace and grace.

Mobyduo held his breath and did not dare to speak.

After that, Bi Suo and Yuanjue who entered the hall stood quietly and did not dare to speak.

With a soft sound, Tamara Ka put down the pen, raised his eyes, and his eyes indicated fate.

Yuanjue hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the edict he had just finished, and handed it to Mobydo.

After reading the contents of the edict, Mopido's eyes widened, and he couldn't hide his surprise.

Tamara Gha looked at him: "Can you take on this important task?"

Mopido straightened his chest and said loudly, "Yes!"

"Okay." Tamara Gya nodded slightly, and looked down at him with deep blue eyes, "From today onwards, you will be promoted to General Jieduya and lead Sazhou far away."

Mobido's blood rushed forward and kowtowed: "The minister must perform his duties faithfully and will not fail the king's trust!"

He is a member of the Ujili tribe, not of aristocratic origin, does not believe in Buddhism, and cannot enter the Jiedu Ya according to the rules, and cannot stay in the holy city for a long time. He is always a prince of a foreign tribe. He led the army in triumph, and the generals who came from the noble family were touted to please the officials along the way, and he was left out. Now Wang has promoted him exceptionally, and he can stay in the holy city in the future!

Bi Suo and Yuanjue looked at each other and smiled. Congratulations to Mobido, he stood up, smiled brilliantly, his eyes gleaming.

Tamara Gya looked down and continued to look at the memorial.

Several people quit, Mobida scratched his head suddenly, turned and entered the hall, whispering: "King, the minister has a private matter to report."

"Say."

Mobyduo said: "The minister previously asked Princess Wen Zhao to marry, and beg the king for permission... Princess Wen Zhao has already rejected the minister."

Tamara Gha raised his eyes.

Mupido went on to say: "On the second day of the court’s invitation to marry, Princess Wen Zhao wrote a letter and rejected the court’s invitation to marry. At that time, the minister did not receive the letter. , The princess already has a part in her heart and cannot accept the will of the minister."

Tamara Gya clenched the memorial.

When leaving the holy city with Li Zhongqian, she also rejected Mobido at the same time.

After Mohito finished speaking, he walked out.

Tamara Gha sat out for a while.

After a while, Bi Suo entered the temple, "The king appoints Mobido as General Jieduya, which may attract criticism."

Tamara Gaja said indifferently: "If you don’t break, you won’t stand up. Mupido is a nobleman, not a child of a family, and the military needs people like him. You are the grandson of the princess, and you have too much involvement with the family. You will lead the military. The Guards, one light and one dark, one inside and one outside."

"The troubled times use the method of the troubled times. At that time, at this time, Bei Rong has been destroyed, and only Haidu Aling is left. It is time to make plans for the future."

Bi Suo's heart is awe-inspiring, and he should be respectful.

At the beginning, Tamaraga was young and was imprisoned by the family. Bei Rong looked at him again. He had to use his identity as a Buddha to suppress the family, and then use the ancient Sudanese methods to deter the officials. Now Bei Rong’s surrender is the biggest threat. Divided, really have to plan for the future.

After all, no one knows how many years Tamaragarh will live... He has secretly prepared for a long time to ensure that his power can be changed smoothly after his death, so as not to cause turmoil and foreign enemies take advantage of the void.

The footsteps in front of the hall rang, and Yuanjue flew into the hall.

"Wang, Princess Wen Zhao's personal soldiers came and said that the princess has something to do today and won't be back."

Tamara Gha asked, "Where did the princess go?"

"The princess has gone to the post house. The soldiers said that the princess and Wei Guo Gong have to discuss matters. If you don't go back to the yard tonight, you may not come back tomorrow."

Tamaraga frowned.

...

In the post house, Li Zhongqian burned all five insiders and was fidgeting.

The doctor applied medicine to Yaoying's eyes, wrapped a cloth strip, and instructed: "Change the medicine every two hours. You can't eat greasy and fishy things within a month."

Li Zhongqian sent the doctor out, turned around and looked at Yaoying, whose eyes were covered with cloth strips, her face gloomy as water.

Yaoying couldn't see anything, she was a little uneasy, she reached out her hand and touched the side of the couch: "Brother?"

Li Zhongqian clenched a fist, took a deep breath, pressed down his belly full of anger, and shook her hand, "Does the eyes still hurt?"

Yaoying said: "I wiped the medicine, it's better..."

Li Zhongqian raised his voice: "Do you know if Li Xuanzhen and I stop slowing down, you might die? Why did you break in?"

Yaoying raised her head and whispered: "Brother, Li Xuanzhen is the prince, you can't kill him in the royal court..."

"He doesn't care about human relations, he has that nasty thought of you!"

Li Zhongqian couldn't bear it, and roared, "I can't let him live in this world!"

As long as he thought of what Li Xuanzhen was thinking every time he looked at Yaoying, he was so angry that he could not smash Li Xuanzhen's body into pieces. Li Xuanzhen actually has the face to chase the king's court!

Yaoying breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Li Xuanzhen would rather be misunderstood by Li Zhongqian, and did not say her life experience.

Her letter probably hadn't been delivered to Du Sinan. She didn't want Li Zhongqian to know about it before receiving Du Sinan's reply and confirming her life experience.

"Brother, he didn't dare to do anything to me, and Li De didn't dare. Send him back first.

Li Zhongqian clenched a few corners of the case tightly, his face darkened, his phoenix eyes reddened, as if he was about to burn.

Yaoying couldn't see the look on his face, she grabbed his arm and shook: "Brother...you killed him, the risk is too great, Li De is the one we want to watch out for...the contradiction between Li De and Li Xuanzhen Too many, Li Xuanzhen is alive, it is not a bad thing for us..."

Li Zhongqian recovered, looked at the strip of cloth on her face, closed her eyes, "Okay, I won't kill him now."

Yaoying breathed a sigh of relief.

She still can't tell Li Zhongqian the whole truth. Li Zhongqian originally wanted to die with Li De and his son. If he knew the entanglement between her and Li Xuanzhen, he would definitely sacrifice himself without hesitation.

After comforting Li Zhongqian, Yaoying asked the soldiers: "How is the prince's injury?"

The soldier replied: "The healer just bandaged the prince, and the trauma left by him is almost healed. Today, Alang beat the prince and added some new injuries, but it didn't hurt the most important thing."

Yaoying nodded, "Bring him here."

After a while, footsteps rang softly in the house, and the soldiers led Li Xuanzhen into the house.

Yaoying raised her hand to let her soldiers retreat to the corner, and asked, "What have you done? How can my brother know what you are thinking?"

Li Xuanzhen was silent for a while.

"Does the eyes hurt?"

He had a blue nose and swollen face, and he couldn't even see his facial features. He limply walked up to her, looked at the cloth on her face, and asked.

Yaoying couldn't see anyone, she sat still, and said coldly: "It's none of your business."

Li Xuanzhen smiled bitterly, why doesn't it matter to him? He and Li Zhongqian quarreled, and she rushed to stop it, the eyes hurt.

He leaned over and took her hand.

Yaoying shook her subconsciously, and Li Xuanzhen twitched her face a few times with pain. She felt bitter in her heart. She held her palm tightly without yelling, "Don't move, I'll show you something."

He took out something from his sleeve and stuffed it into Yaoying's palm.

Yaoying frowned, fumbled for what was in her palm, and couldn't figure out what it was after feeling for a long time: "What is this?"

Li Xuanzhen didn't speak for a while.

All kinds of things from the past came to mind. He once deliberately forgot the past, but that memory was always firmly entrenched in his heart. Even if he cut it out with a single knife and digged his heart bloody, he couldn’t erase it. The memories of acquaintance with her can only be buried deep in my heart and filled with hatred.

Later he discovered that he actually remembered everything.

"It's a clay figure..." Li Xuanzhen said softly, "Your clay figure."

He was locked up to recuperate, and squeezed a few clay figures, all in her appearance. When Li Zhongqian saw a clay figure that resembled her, he understood everything.

Without a trace of waves on Yaoying's face, she casually placed the clay figurine on one of the fleece blankets, and said, "I will send you back to Gaochang immediately. Your subordinates should be here too, so you can do it for yourself."

Li Xuanzhen closed her eyes for a moment.

She doesn't remember the clay figurines.

Or, she remembered, but she didn't care at all.

He has exhausted all her expectations, and now no matter what he does, she doesn't care.

"Why..." He clenched his hands into fists, and the pain on his body was far worse than the pain that came up in his heart. "Qiniang, why stop Li Zhongqian from killing me?"

Yaoying said indifferently, "Because I don't want brother to have an accident."

Li Xuanzhen's lips curled up and laughed at herself.

He just wanted to ask the expected answer. Knowing that he was humiliating himself, he still had a little hope, hoping that she couldn't bear him in her heart.

Just a little bit is enough.

"Qiniang, you don't have to worry about Li Zhongqian discovering your life experience..." Li Xuanzhen turned around and limped out, "I will not disclose it until you decide to tell him the truth."

His voice sounded very calm, even a bit brisk.

Even if it is misunderstood by Li Zhongqian and her soldiers, even if it is ridiculed by the world, what can it be?

He doesn't care.

Yaoying was worried that the night would have many dreams, and urged her soldiers to leave the holy city in the evening.

She stayed at the post house and looked at Li Zhongqian, and asked him to change her dressing personally to prevent him from sneaking out of the city to hunt Li Xuanzhen.

As soon as she saw her blindfolded, Li Zhongqian's anger dissipated, without mentioning Li Xuanzhen's words immediately.

Yaoying sent her soldiers to see Bi Suo at Wangsi, "If there is an emergency there, you must report it."

The soldiers returned and returned to their lives: "General Ashina said that everything is fine, the princess does not have to worry, if he has something to do, he will definitely come to invite the princess."

Yaoying put her heart down, cleaned up and fell asleep.

At midnight, Yaoying had a nightmare and she trembled.

One hand gently stroked her forehead, her fingertips were slightly cool.

Yaoying was half-dreaming and half-awake, smelling a familiar smell, hugged her hand and rubbed it, muttering: "Mage..."

The voice was long, tender and soft.

The figure beside the couch froze slightly.

Yaoying turned sideways, curled up into a ball, close to the figure.

The sound of chanting came from my ears, and the tone turned cold.

Yaoying tugged her sleeves tightly. When she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly woke up and grabbed her hands.

Empty, holding nothing.

She sat up, there was no sound in the room, quiet, and the sound of chanting just now seemed to be her illusion.

Yaoying's face was still covered with cloth strips, and she couldn't see anything. She reached out and touched the edge of the couch. There was no wrinkle on the edge of the brocade blanket.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly: "Mage?"

no respond.

"I know you are here." Yaoying said confidently, "Why did you come? Is your body better?"

She waited for a while, and there was a slight rustling noise on the side of the couch.

A figure sat down beside her, slender fingers brushed her cheeks, untied the cloth strips on her face.

Yaoying sat obediently, motionless, completely trusting.

Tamaraga leaned closer, looked closely at her eyes, frowning her eyebrows.

Yaoying whispered, "Mage, don't worry, I just can't see clearly for a while, it will be fine in a few days. I pretended to be very painful today to frighten my brother and calm him down."

She also deliberately fell to the ground and asked the healer to exaggerate her injury.

Tamara Gha did not say a word.

She asked her soldiers to conceal the news. He only found out that she had injured her eyes after sending a guard to investigate, so he couldn't go back.

She lied to him.

Knowing that the moment she was injured, he could hardly restrain himself, and wanted to personally come over and catch people back...The attachment in his heart grew deeper and deeper.

Tamara Gha picked up the cloth strip and tied Yaoying again, moving gently, "Don't hide it from me in the future."

The tone sounds particularly harsh.

Yaoying nodded: "I'm fine, but I have to stay in the post for these two days, so brother can rest assured... Master, go back quickly, don't delay business."

As she said, she frowned.

"Are you out of luck?"

The new prescription brought by Deva Munda worked, he had to insist on taking the medicine, and he could no longer perform the exercises.

Tan Moroga lowered her eyes and helped her lie down, "I'm out of luck. Go to sleep, I'll go now."

He has a lot of things to be busy with, she doesn't know, those things are his responsibility, he doesn't ask for anything, and she is his only selfishness besides responsibility.

And he can only come to see her quietly in the middle of the night.

Yaoying lay back on her pillow.

Tan Moroga sat on the couch, she tugged on his sleeve, "Mage, what scripture did you read just now?"

""Buddha Says Hundred Buddhist Scriptures"... chanting this Buddha's name, you often see good dreams, avoid all difficulties, and gain the supreme bodhi..."

What he was chanting just now was Sanskrit. Knowing that she couldn't understand it, he changed it to Chinese, and the tone was still cold, like a luxuriant line of jade, noble and elegant.

Yaoying couldn't see him, listening to him chanting the scriptures sentence by sentence, she felt extremely stable, relaxed, and fell asleep slowly.

Ru Yinyuehua came into the room from the flower window, she slept sideways, her face bathed in a halo, her eyes covered with cloth, her lips were moisturized, and her rosin was newly released, as if she was waiting for someone to taste it.

Tan Moroga leaned over, flicked away the hair on her temple, approached her little by little, and gently brushed her face with her fingertips.

There was a creak.

A dark shadow flashed outside the window.

Tamara Gha woke up, covered Yaoying with a quilt, got up and walked out of the house.

A tall figure stood in the depths of the courtyard, turned around and glanced at him, a pair of phoenix eyes reflected the cold moonlight, and his eyes were gloomy.

"What is your relationship with Mingyue Slave?"

Li Zhongqian asked.

He was worried about Yaoying at night. He came to see her and saw a man sitting next to her couch, immediately drawing a knife, but she smiled and talked to the man in a soft tone, obviously very close to him.

Tamara Gha remained silent, untied his face towel, and under the moonlight, there was a face full of scars.

Li Zhongqian frowned, "Sultan Gu?"

This person is good with everything else, just a scarred face... Yaoying herself was born well, she doesn't care about other people's looks, but she shouldn't find such an ugly one... If you get married in the future, how can you take it out to meet people?

Moreover, Sultan Gu’s enemies were crazier than the other, and Yaoying would have to worry about every day when he was with him.

Thinking of this, Li Zhongqian snorted coldly: "I appeared in my daughter's boudoir in the middle of the night. She was sneaky and unruly. Who do you think of my sister? She is the leader of the Western Army, and you are not missing for those who admire her."

Tan Moroga said solemnly: "Duke Wei Guo said...My identity is sensitive and the princess has been wronged."

"I'll come late at night so she can recuperate with peace of mind."

Li Zhongqian squinted his eyes, feeling that the tone of the person in front of him was somewhat familiar.

Tan Moroga raised his hand, "Duke Wei Guo, my people are outside the post, please go to a place with them."

Li Zhongqian raised his eyes, glanced at the place he pointed, and stars sparkled in the distance.

"Where to go?"

Tamara Gaya said, "Go and catch up with Li Xuanzhen."

There was a little flame in Li Zhongqian's eyes, and he looked at Tamaraga with admiration.

"And you?"

"I'm hurt, and it's inconvenient to travel." Tamara Gaya stood in front of the corridor, with a condensed aura, "Don't worry, Duke Wei Guo, my people should be catching up with Li Xuanzhen. This is my work alone, with Duke Wei Guo. Nothing."

Li Zhongqian glanced at him deeply, smiled, put the knife in its sheath, turned and walked out of the corridor.

A group of personal guards dressed in narrow-sleeved shirts with long bows and holding torches waited outside the post house to lead horses for him.

The wind howled, and more than an hour later, Li Zhongqian and his party quietly left the city from the back mountain and caught up with Li Xuanzhen who was stopped in the valley. A few advance guards blocked their way.

Li Zhongqian put on his face mask, and stopped on the hillside.

The guards drew the strings and set arrows, swished several times in the dark night, under the rain of arrows, all shot at Li Xuanzhen, and Li Xuanzhen's guards quickly helped with the knife to block.

Yaoying's soldiers were at a loss. They didn't understand why they were stopped, so they immediately took out the bronze talisman: "I'm waiting for General Ashina's secret order."

"I'll wait for a warrant from the regent, please bring a message to the emperor of the Wei Dynasty from the Prince Wei! No wonder you wait."

The guard replied loudly.

The few soldiers looked at each other.

After the guards finished speaking, they drew their knives and kicked their horses viciously. A dozen riders rushed towards Li Xuanzhen, hoofing like thunder, rushing to Li Xuanzhen and raising their long swords.

Under the moon night, the sword light flashed, more than a dozen horses marched in neat steps, and the momentum was calm. Li Xuanzhen's personal guards were shocked. They drove the horse to surround Li Xuanzhen, and the Wang Ting's guards grinned and the long sword fell.

The horse neighed and screamed, and several people fell.

Several long knives slashed towards Li Xuanzhen from different directions.

"Your Highness!"

The guard is about to split.

In the next instant, Li Xuanzhen's hair fell from her temple.

The royal guards picked up his hair, put it in a brocade box, and handed it to Li Xuanzhen's guards: "Please forward it to the emperor of the Wei Dynasty on behalf of the regent. Princess Wen Zhao is a guest of the royal court, and Princess Wen Zhao will have the covenant in one day. In. The people of the Central Plains said that the body has skin, and the parents of the recipient, these strands of hair belong to the prince, and should be passed to the emperor of the Wei Dynasty."

Li Xuanzhen's personal guard had lingering fears, sweating like syrup, and took the brocade box.

They are in the royal court, if the few knives just now were really cut towards the prince's neck...

The guards of the Wang Ting looked at Li Xuanzhen and smiled: "His Royal Highness, Princess Wen Zhao doesn't want to see you anymore. For the sake of the friendship between the two countries, it is better that you do not set foot in the Royal Court anymore. The Royal Court is thousands of miles away from the original and should be peaceful. ."

Li Xuanzhen had a blue nose and a swollen face, and she couldn't see any expression. She looked back at the direction of the holy city, her eyes cold.

She is for the royal court of Sultan Kulai. Sultan Gu seized Li De's weakness. He had never been to the Central Plains, and he knew so much about the Wei Dynasty.

The guards climbed onto the horseback trembling, grabbed the reins of his mount, and huddled him away.

Not far away, Li Zhongqian watched Li Xuanzhen and his party disappear into the night, and patted the sword on his waist.

Sultan Gu is at least better than Du Sinan and Zheng Jing.

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