Charming beauty

The light and shadow were crushed by the window paper and slowly penetrated into the room. The wind overflowed from the window with a hint of coolness, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of medicine. Covered with a white scarf soaked in water, her exquisite cheeks were translucent but also revealing a magnificent blush. Nalan Mei lay quietly, sleeping peacefully.

Slowly retracting the porcelain spoon, Han Feng put the bowl in his hand on the bedside stool, reached out and took off the white scarf on his forehead, took the white scarf from Guan Yue and covered it again, turned his head to look at the Hong Ying, with worry hidden in her phoenix eyes, "Leader, the medicine can't go on." If the medicine can't go on, it means that the fever won't subside.

Murong Youyou was as cold as a cold bird, with one hand on the table, his eyes were fixed on the direction of the bed, his thoughts were uncertain, when he heard Han Feng's words, he lowered his eyes slightly, with an expression of impatience, but he was very patient and waved his words. He waved his hands, and said in a gloomy tone, "Everyone go down."

"Yes, leader." Han Feng glanced back at Nalan Mei on the bed. His face was still calm and peaceful, as if he didn't know anything about what happened outside. She closed her eyes and stood up, walked out slowly, He also followed and walked out, closing the door behind him.

The room became quiet, and the air was filled with the fragrance of medicinal herbs. Murong You sat at the table, staring at the pale figure on the bed, and remained silent. After a while, he got up and walked to the side of the bed, looking condescendingly at the The man raised his long and narrow eyes slightly, his tone changed to be cold, and he jokingly said, "Do you really want this deity to feed you in person?"

"No need..." A weak voice sounded softly, and the black eyelashes fluttered a few times. Nalan Mei slowly opened his eyes, and there was no trace of confusion in his eyes. Obviously, he woke up very early and just pretended to be asleep. As for He didn't know why he did this, maybe he didn't want to get involved in the emotional entanglement between Han Feng and Murong You.

Thinking about it, he sighed softly, propped himself up and wanted to sit up, but as soon as he moved, an earth-shaking dizziness swept over him, he closed his eyes and let out an uncomfortable groan, and he opened his eyes only after the dizziness passed, He raised his eyes, his long hair was scattered by the pillow, his face was flushed sickly, but he looked at Murong You with dark eyes, his voice was soft and hoarse, "Murong, I'm fine."

Murongyou raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly, and his eyes were evil. At first glance, the smile was as gentle as Xirufeng, "It's fine." After speaking, Murongyou strode out the door, and for a moment, Yin Hong The figure disappeared outside the door, and a deep voice came out from the door blocked by inertia, "Ready to leave tomorrow."

Nalan Mei pulled his eyes back from the door, and put his hand on his forehead. Even through the bristle cloth, there was still a scorching heat from his forehead. He looked at his other hand, which was white and slender, full of aura, and tried to hold it. , The palm of the hand was slightly tense, and doubts welled up in his eyes, when and how weak was he? …

"burial."

A shadow fell beside the bed, buried in black, with a thin body and a clear and healthy complexion. It seemed that his body had recovered. He landed silently, "Young Master."

"From today onwards, you are responsible for protecting Jun Lian, you don't have to follow me anymore." Nalan Mei tilted his face slightly, and felt dizzy for a moment in his mind. After a few times, he exhorted, "Remember, don't be discovered by Mo Lian."

"Young master, why?" Zhuan asked, with reluctance in his tone, how could he leave with peace of mind when the young master is like this?Besides... Nalan Mei looked at him, her face was as white as jade, her eyes were pitch black, and her pupils were full of understanding, but she didn't say anything, she just turned her back and said in a tired voice, "Ban, I'm tired, you go down!" Bar."

The room was silent for a long time, the soup and medicine slowly cooled on the stool, and Zhan stood motionless by the bedside, looking at Nalan Mei's peaceful back, his eyes flashed with confused thoughts, and after a while, there was a slight tingle in the air. The sound of footsteps, the funeral leaves as quietly as when it came.

A soft sigh sounded, Nalan Mei gently opened her eyes facing the bed, her complexion was pale, her pupils were dark, she opened them for a moment and then closed them gently, a faint whisper overflowed from her lips, " Funeral, don't let me down..."

The clear sun is thinly reflected in the room, swaying a few traces of tranquility.

In the next room, there was a bright red figure by the window, with long hair scattered on his chest, with a leisurely demeanor, playing with the purple silk fan with his slender fingers, and his thoughtful eyes fell on the street downstairs, where the pedestrians on the street were like flowing water, looking very lively.Looking at it, it seemed that she saw something interesting, her thin lips curled up, and the fan in her hand swung open, the breeze picked up, and her hair fluttered lightly.

"Come out." Murong You said lightly, his eyes still fixed on the downstairs, a barely audible voice came from behind him, his tone was smiling, it could be heard that he was in a good mood at the moment, "Who are they?"

The black shadow fell in the corner, and the figure was lost by the light, "Return to the master, the two parties."

"Oh?" This is interesting, Murong You smiled slightly, not knowing the meaning, "Say."

"One side is suspected to be Immortal Lake, and the other side..." Hei Ying hesitated, "...is the current prince."

Murong You raised his eyebrows excitedly when he heard the words, and the movements of his hands remained unchanged, but he asked in his mouth: "How did the news get out?" After a moment of silence in the corner, a calm tone came, "...Nianhua Palace."

The fan slammed shut, and Murong You said in a flat tone, "You go down first." When he was the only one left in the room, he sat down on the wooden chair by the window and stretched out his finger to pick a glass for himself. Pour water and breathe leisurely.

The woman was really jealous, she just picked it up a little bit, and she sold his real identity to Xianrentan so easily.

He picked up his cup and took a sip of tea. The West Lake Biluochun, the fragrance overflowed his lips, and the hot air enveloped his thoughts in the bottom of his eyes.

The deputy head of the Shenmiao Sect, the Shenmiao Sect mainly collects information, and the sect 囧囧 spreads throughout the Yuedu Kingdom. The sect holds countless confidential information from various sects and sects in the imperial court. Bits can be said to be hard to come by.

He smiled, and there was a coldness in his smile.He originally wanted them to kill each other, so that he could reap the benefits, but now, the master of Shenmiao sect, he is completely interested.

Speaking of this, Murong You became curious, it is understandable for Immortal Lake to kill him, but why did the Crown Prince put him to death?Isn't the princess his younger brother?Besides, he has been doing his best for the Yuedu Kingdom. Even if the prince is trying to stabilize his position, he should be the one to win him over. Why is the prince doing this?

Murongyou was thinking about it, and suddenly his mind lit up, the words "Gong Gao Gai Zhu" flashed through his mind like lightning, he smiled lightly, the prince is probably jealous of his official position, this time the matter of praying for the country to end, this is already very popular His reputation supported by the people must be far greater than that of the prince, which is likely to affect the prince's future throne. As the prince, this is a threat and must be eliminated.

There was scorn in his eyes, Murong You snorted softly, the emperor would not be merciful to the person who threatened the throne, at that time, the emperor would clear the roadblocks for the prince, even if the person died for the country, the emperor would kill him with a swipe of his pen quick.

Murongyou smiled slowly, rubbing the crystal jade porcelain cup with his slender fingers, his pupils were dark, at this moment, he didn't deny that he really wanted to know, what made him continue to move forward even though he knew what was going to happen...

But, no matter what...

Putting down the teacup, the tall figure lazily got up, leaning against the window again, the sun was dyed red, he was as beautiful as a bewitching girl, looking down at the downstairs, the pedestrians on the street were still coming and going, as if there was a kind of Consensus, there was no noise in the crowd, and it looked very harmonious. Murongyou put his arms around his arms, staring at the waist of every pedestrian on the street, his frivolous brows reflected the deep smile in his eyes.

Nalan Mei, he, Murong You, is going to be determined!

Outside the window, the sun is cold.

...

The night was like water, and the strong murderous aura disturbed the misty moon shadow. The sound of rapid piercing enveloped the entire inn. Countless bows and arrows shot in from all directions. The arrows carried a little spark, and the bows and arrows were nailed into the wooden tables and chairs in the building. Thick smoke billowed, and with the screams and fleeing sounds from all around the building, the entire inn was engulfed in flames.

A scream sounded, the body was thrown out, the blood scattered in the air, Mo Lian walked out slowly, pointing the long sword in his hand, dripping blood all the way, Jun Lian was still on his back, the little guy was breathing steadily, It seemed that she had been knocked out, Mo Lian just stood still, and another black shadow rushed over, Mo Lian's face was cold, as if she had never been injured, the long sword in her hand turned into a cold light to avoid everyone.

After a while, Han Feng and her two maids jumped out. Han Feng's clothes were neat and tidy, but the two maids were slightly embarrassed, their snow-white clothes were stained red with blood.

Immediately afterwards, another figure walked out, stepping on a trail of blood, with exceptionally graceful steps, jet-black hair fluttering behind him, bright red robes fluttering, reflecting the burning sea of ​​fire behind him, like a bloody Asura from hell, extremely beautiful, someone Pounced on him, countless fan shadows burst out with a twist of his wrist, accompanied by blood spilling, the surrounding immediately became empty.

Murong You walked out slowly, the purple fan in his hand was as clean as new, he looked around, his face turned in one direction, Mo Lian nodded slightly, picked up Jun Lian and jumped out, and disappeared in the distance in a few moments.Murongyou glanced at the direction in which Mo Lian disappeared, and then turned his gaze back to Han Feng who was standing not far away.

Murongyou looked at her curiously, but Han Feng avoided his gaze, looked up at the burning pavilion, and said, "Leader, Mr. Nalan hasn't come out yet." As soon as her words fell, Murongyou's The figure has disappeared from the place.Han Feng stared silently at the pavilion that was deeply engulfed in flames, sighed slightly, tipped his toes, and his figure turned into a silver rainbow and disappeared into the distance.

The night was dyed red by the flames, the screams and fleeing sounds in the building had faded away, the temperature in the building was so hot that it seemed that even the air was on fire, at the innermost corner of the second floor, fortunately, the room where Nalan Mei lived was in the Upwind, the fire did not fully spread.

With the pungent smell of smoke and the thick smell of blood, Nalan Mei leaned against the wall with all her strength, the breath in her body was chaotic, holding Jasper Xiao Heng in front of her body, he quietly looked at the extra fire in the room. With a few black shadows, he smiled wryly in his heart, but he just felt a little cold. Why can't he use even a sliver of internal strength now?Without internal strength, how to retreat safely?

Just thinking about it, several figures seemed to know that he had tried his best, and after looking at each other, they all jumped towards him. The interlacing of swords, lights and swords instantly illuminated the room. , it seems that today must be injured...

When Nalan Mei's figure was completely shrouded in the murderous aura, there was a sudden bang on the roof, before everyone could react, Yin Hong's figure descended from the sky, with a few pieces of red tiles in her clothes, and the purple fan in her hand was lifted lightly, All the tables and chairs exploded, and the fragments flew in all directions. When they got out of the way completely, Nalan Mei and the bright red disappeared into the room. Everyone was stunned, and after realizing it, they immediately jumped out and chased after them.

The cool night breeze brushed Nalan Mei's hair around his ears. He curled up in Murongyou's arms, his body temperature was terribly high. Knowing that he couldn't bear the fast running, Murongyou hugged him and parked in the empty space not far from the town. On the ground, with one arm around him, one hand swiped open the purple silk fan, and several black shadows rushed forward one after another...

In the dark night, the smell of blood permeated the air.

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