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Fu Canghong felt uncomfortable and sat back hard, and as he moved he did not forget to instruct him: "Brother Mu, you have to eat more. You have become a body of hard bones."
Mu Zhiliu's hands were throbbing with veins. He endured the discomfort and said in a hoarse voice, "It's not a bone."
The sound was so soft that Fu Kanghong didn't hear it at all.
At this time, the horse trotted.
Fu Kanghong's staggering made Mu Zhiliu behind him feel even more uncomfortable.
However, before the horse had run a few miles, its legs suddenly buckled and the two of them fell off.
Mu Zhiliu immediately protected her first two people and rolled into the snowdrift together.
When Fu Qianhong stuck her head out, she found that her horse had run away. She quickly pushed Mu Zhiliu away and exclaimed, "Horse! Where's my horse!"
Mu Zhiliu sat up and said slowly behind her, "Look, he ran away."
Fu Qianhong looked up and saw the horse running quickly towards the city, twisting its butt and wagging its tail.
While running, he made a roar that sounded like a mockery.
Fu Kanghong was stunned and said, "I'll kill it tomorrow when I get home!"
When Mu Zhiliu heard this, he immediately stepped down to block it.
Fu Qianghong turned around and looked at him, "Where is the horse you just rode?"
Mu Zhiliu pointed behind him and said, "He ran away too."
Fu Canghong looked up and heard a horse's roar coming from the dark night.
She grabbed her head and said speechlessly: "Brother Mu, why didn't you hold on to your horse just now?!"
Mu Zhiliu threw up his hands and said, "I don't know if a horse can run."
Fu Kanghong looked helplessly in the direction of Zi'an City and stood up and said, "Forget it, if there is no horse, then there is no horse. Let's walk back."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Zhiliu stood up suddenly, pointed at his back and said, "I'll carry you."
Fu Kanghong frowned and resisted, "I'm not a weak girl from a family, why should I carry you on my back? Let's go!"
She said, straightened her back, and walked towards Zi'an City in the wind and snow.
"Kang Hong!" Mu Zhiliu strode after her.
As Fu Kanghong walked, he cursed the horse, "I usually provide it with good food and shelter, but it just dumped me like this. What a heartless guy."
Mu Zhiliu advised: "Maybe the horse accidentally stepped on something and got frightened."
Fu Kanghong snorted coldly and said, "No, it's just tired."
Mu Zhiliu was stunned for a moment.
Fu Kanghong continued, "It was the same last time we went outside the city. It left me behind and ran away. At first I thought it was injured somewhere, but now it seems it did it on purpose because it didn't want to bother two of us."
After all this talk, we finally got to the point of Mu Zhiliu.
Mu Zhiliu took out a small dagger from his arms and handed it to her, "This is for you."
After Fu Changhong took it in his hand and looked at it, he was immediately delighted and asked, "Where did you find it?"
Mu Zhiliu replied: "In the Fourth Prince's camp."
Fu Qianghong looked at the dagger again and again, "I didn't expect that he had the dagger that I accidentally lost when I was a child."
Mu Zhiliu listened and was very happy. She never thought that the dagger she picked up casually would be the item she had lost in the past.
Fu Kanghong was very grateful to him and said with a smile: "When we get back to the city, I will go to my sister-in-law's place to get two jugs of good wine for you to drink."
Mu Zhiliu was very proud, "Okay, I'll wait."
The two continued walking forward, but for some reason, they could not see the city gate along the way.
Fu Qianghong looked around and asked, "What's going on? Where are we?"
Mu Zhiliu's face darkened slightly, and he looked up at the dark sky. "It seems that we are lost."