I haven't been back to Chang'an for several months. Seeing the lively and bold people of Chang'an again is very familiar.
Concubine Zhao Ling, the fifth daughter of the Zhao family, rode a brown horse and rode with her cousin and others on the main road after entering the city of Chang'an.
On both sides were the taverns and restaurants, with magnificent buildings and wide frontages. There were many people, flowers and flags waving, how prosperous it was. In the midst of the hustle and bustle, Zhao Lingfei saw her cousin, who was at the front of the cavalry and riding the fastest, stop his horse and talk to another man who was wandering on the street.
Although they were at a distance, the jade-like and golden appearance of the young man opposite could not be blocked. Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes lit up instantly, and she rode up to him, extremely happy: "Second Brother Yan, did you hear that I was coming back and come to the city gate to meet me?"
Yan Shang: "Ah...it's Zhao Wu Niang, long time no see."
He spoke hurriedly, but his voice was still gentle and smiling. Since it was inconvenient to salute while riding a horse, he just bowed.
But when Concubine Zhao Ling heard his surprised tone, she knew that Yan Shang had no idea that she was returning to Chang'an today.
Just as Zhao Lingfei's eyes dimmed, and before she could continue to try to establish a relationship with Yan Erlang, Yang Si, who was talking to Yan Shang, turned his horse around. He put his finger to his lips and whistled loudly and sharply, which startled the knights who followed him and made them all tense.
Seeing the leader, Yang Sanlang, who was wearing a black robe with narrow sleeves, shouted: "My men, follow me out of the city! Ling Fei, you take the women back to my house to report safety, Yan Erlang and I have something to go out of the city for-"
"drive--"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Si made a prompt decision, without giving Concubine Zhao Lingfei a chance to refuse, and took the lead, turning his horse's head and heading out of the city again. Concubine Zhao Lingfei looked at Yan Shang blankly, waiting for the explanation of this gentle man. But Yan Shang just bowed his hand apologetically, and actually grabbed the reins and drove his horse to chase Yang Si.
Yan Shang raised his voice slightly: "Sanlang, wait for me——"
After Yan Shang, all the Erlang knights who had followed Yang Si and finally returned from outside turned their horses around and followed their master out of the city again.
On the main street leading into Chang'an, all the horses turned around at the same time, making a deafening noise and raising a cloud of dust. When Concubine Zhao Ling was choked by the dust and coughed, she kept watching the horses and the men passing by her. She was stunned for a long time, but she was actually aroused by such a quick movement and wanted to follow and take a look.
But after hesitating for a moment, Concubine Zhao Ling looked at the women in the carriage behind her and decided to return home to report her safety and then come out to watch the fun.
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On the alleyway of the palace, when Liu Wenji was about to leave the palace for the Hanlin Academy as usual, a young eunuch came over and called him and led him here.
Liu Wenji thought that his behavior had caught someone's attention again, and he was bound to be beaten in private. He stood stiffly, enduring the fear of the coming punches and kicks, and followed the eunuch to the alley.
At the entrance to the Jiadao Palace, what was waiting for him was not the beating he thought he would receive, but an old man with a fat and bloated body and a kind face.
Recognizing at a glance that the eunuch was Cheng An, the popular eunuch serving His Majesty, Liu Wenji quickly knelt down to pay his respects.
Cheng An saw that the eunuch was young and fair-skinned and knew the etiquette, so he nodded and smiled with satisfaction. He winked at the young eunuch who led Liu Wenji over, and the young eunuch went to help Liu Wenji up.
Young eunuch: "Hey, Wenji, why are you kneeling? Did Eunuch Cheng come to see you just to ask you to kneel?"
Cheng An smiled with a fake smile: "Liu Wenji, right? I was with Your Majesty before and had no time to care about the affairs of my godson. Your Majesty is better now, and I know that my godson and the Hanlin scholar almost had a life-and-death fight. It was you who mediated and made them reconcile?"
Cheng An calmed him down: "I heard that you had several banquets for famous beauties in Beili. You treated them all? You spent a lot of money, didn't you?"
Liu Wenji said sensibly: "It's not worth anything, it's what we should do."
Cheng An chuckled.
He stretched out his voice, which sounded a little shrill: "Alright, alright! Don't I know what you little eunuchs are thinking? I have served Your Majesty for decades and can barely be considered a half-person. I will not let you work in vain. Now, what do you want? Do you want to leave the palace to do business, or do you want money and beautiful women?"
It was normal for the eunuch to say that he was in the palace to do his job, but it was ridiculous to talk about money and beauties.
However, no one found the three eunuchs standing here funny.
They were deprived of something that men have, yet they spent their entire lives pursuing the meaning that was attached to that thing. It was like revenge, cruel and vicious.
If this were not the case, how could there be a rumor that a eunuch secretly kept a wife or concubine outside the palace? How could there be a rumor that he had sex with a young maid in the palace?
Liu Wenji knew the thoughts of these exiled people. But what did money and beautiful women mean to him? Since he was exiled and entered the palace, he only wanted one thing - power.
That overwhelming, gigantic power that swallows up everyone.
Liu Wenji lowered his eyelids and said docilely, "I don't ask for anything else, I just want to be with Eunuch Cheng and receive his teachings."
Cheng An: "Tsk, you want to serve in front of the emperor. Hehe, our emperor is not easy to serve."
Liu Wenji said: "It all depends on your guidance, eunuch."
Cheng An looked at him carefully, and he was indeed thinking about it. As the emperor's health deteriorated, he also grew older. The eunuchs who were removed from their homes aged much faster than normal men. Before Liu Wenji, Cheng An had kept several young eunuchs who he had trained himself, just in case of emergency.
If any of these disciples can get promoted, there will be someone to take care of them when they are old.
Cheng An said, "Okay, from tomorrow on, besides going to the Hanlin Academy, you will work with me."
Liu Wenzhi was so grateful that he lifted his robe and knelt down to kowtow.
This time, Cheng An accepted his gift calmly.
Cheng An looked down at the handsome young eunuch and muttered to himself, "He is just a young eunuch, without a rank or rank, so it is not easy for him to go before the emperor. How about this, from tomorrow on, you will be the Palace Secretary. At least you have a rank and look decent."
Liu Wenji suddenly raised his head, his eyes twinkling like stars, and looked at Cheng An in a daze. When Cheng An casually wanted to give him the title of "Palace Minister", he felt so sad, grief, shock, and joy in his heart that it was difficult to express in one word.
Gongweicheng is a rank among the eunuchs.
This rank, if it corresponds to an official position, belongs to the eighth rank.
The concept of the eighth rank is... Yan Shang went through many twists and turns, planning for the provincial examination, participating in the spring examination, and taking the imperial examination. He was busy for a whole year and had a good reputation in the scholar circle in Chang'an. However, Yan Shang's current official position is only the eighth rank.
Liu Wenzhi came to Chang'an to seek an official position, but had no chance for two whole years.
But he entered the palace as a small eunuch and didn't do anything great... An official rank below the eighth grade fell from the sky.
All of this makes his life seem so... ridiculous!
Cheng An narrowed his eyes and looked down at the young eunuch who was kneeling below him with tears in his eyes: "Why, are you not satisfied with the Palace Secretary?"
Liu Wenji suppressed the sadness and grief in his heart and kowtowed happily: "Thank you for your kindness, eunuch."
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In the South Mountain, spring had just arrived and the thin layer of snow covering the mountain had just faded away, and Princess Danyang made an appointment with envoys from various small countries to hunt here.
Horses are racing and the green forest is vast.
The envoys of the small countries surrounded the beautiful Princess Danyang and offered their courtesies. At first, they were asking for marriage on behalf of their own masters because they could not bear the dominance of the Wuman King's family; but later, everyone asked for marriage with real feelings.
If they could make peace with the Wei Kingdom, wouldn't the relationship between the two sides be further improved? Some small neighboring countries relied on the protection of the Wei Kingdom to survive, so they naturally wanted to make peace with the Wei Kingdom.
This Princess Danyang is very good!
Even if it is not Princess Danyang, any other princess can be replaced as long as the Wei Dynasty has expressed its opinion!
However, Mu Wanyao responded to the envoys' flattery with just a few casual smiles. Her beautiful eyes only lit up slightly when her eyes met those of King Wuman's team.
The Wuman King who rode on horseback wore a mask, and the Wuman soldiers behind him also wore masks. Mu Wanyao muttered to herself, thinking that she had never seen Wuman have such strange rules before. However, in Wei, Meng Zaishi often did this, and she was too lazy to ask him anything.
After meeting the eyes of the Wuman King through the mask, Mu Wan clapped her hands to quiet down the surroundings. She smiled and said, "Okay, enough idle talk, let's start hunting now - early spring has just arrived, and the animals in the mountains have just woken up, but it's hard to see them, so it all depends on your abilities."
There were laughters from all sides, and someone was bold: "If someone wins, what is the reward?"
Mu Wanyao looked at him with a smile: "If he wins, I will reward him with a meal with me tonight."
Behind him, Meng Zaishi's voice rang out like a magnet: "Oh? In that case, I will not give in."
One of the envoys was not convinced: "King Wuman is too confident! Our archery skills are not inferior to Wuman!"
Meng Zaishi said lazily: "Come and try it."
Such an arrogant attitude angered everyone, and everyone started arguing.
Mu Wan felt relieved and looked back at the Wuman team. When she first saw these people wearing masks and Meng Zaishi not speaking, she thought there was some trick; now she heard Meng Zaishi's voice and knew he was here, so her plan made sense.
King Wuman extended his hand to her, indicating that they should go together, just as Meng Zaishi had done in the past.
In the past, Mu Wanyao might not necessarily give him face, but today, she smiled at him and rode away first.
Princess Danyang's slender and beautiful back swept into the lush forest. Meng Zaishi watched closely. When the princess shouted "Go!", the guards around her followed. Wu Man reacted faster than the other envoys and took the lead to chase after Princess Danyang.
Everyone reacted and mounted their horses and went into the forest!
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“Swoosh—”
The Nanshan Mountains were like a green sea, with arrows flying through the forest, shooting at the ignorant animals that had just awakened. The hunters were alert and alert, and the jungle was constantly rustling like waves, covering up all movement.
Gradually, the people on Muwanyao's side and Mengzaishi's side separated from the main force.
The women of Wei were very brave and the Wuman people were all martial. With such experiences, Mu Wanyao was not an ordinary girl who was unable to draw the bow and shoot arrows.
Her skirt was like a lotus flower spread out on the horse's back, and her arrows and bow were ready in her bag. She held the horse's belly and ran in the front, constantly pulling the bow, and shooting arrows one by one from her hand. And every time she hit a target, Fang Tong and others would rush over and bring back the shot animal.
After several times, Mu Wanyao smiled and his brows relaxed.
Meng Zaishi was naturally not at a disadvantage.
Everyone in the Wuman team could ride horses and shoot arrows. As they bent their bows again and again, their horse speed actually surpassed that of Mu Wanyao's team.
Mu Wanyao's team was moving slower and slower. She had originally been running side by side with the Wuman King in the forest, but now she was falling behind little by little and the distance between them was getting farther and farther.
Mu Wanyao pretended to pant heavily and stopped the horse under her crotch. She stared at the backs of the group of Wuman people in front of her, without missing a single one.
Slowly, Mu Wan shook her eyes with a hint of smile, shaking the bow in her hand, she tilted her head, as if she was talking to her attendant Fang Tong playfully. After looking at Fang Tong for a moment, Mu Wan shook her eyelids and blinked lightly, drawing an arc, making a "take action" gesture.
At that moment, in the jungle, birds flew high, and guards appeared behind bushes and trees. Some carried bows and crossbows, and some carried swords. The guards quietly ambushed in the deep forest, waiting for this moment.
The Wuman people were leading the way, but in an instant, they seemed to sense the danger. The Wuman King's horse stopped, and the masked Wuman King waved his long hand to let the people behind him stop. He slowly turned his horse and looked back at Mu Wan.
In an instant, Mu Wan shook his head and shouted: "Kill——"
Arrows flew from the forest towards the Wuman people, and the arrows were aimed not at people but at horses.
Shoot the horse's legs! Make the horse lose its ability to move!
The Wuman people carry the world on their backs, and their horses are their lives! If you want to make them lose their mobility, shoot their horses first!
In the deep forest, some of the Wuman's horses began to be hit by arrows. A Wuman screamed and fell off his horse. The others leaned over to help, but more arrows were shot at them.
The Wuman people began to curse loudly in Wuman language. Mu Wanyao sneered and waved his hand again.
The good men of Wei who were hiding in the woods rushed towards the Wuman people who had hastily stopped their horses to avoid the arrows!
In the deep forest, the battle begins!
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Yang Si and Yan Shang and their group entered Leyouyuan and then went up to Nanshan. Nanshan was so vast that it was hard to tell where Mu Wanyao was.
At this time, it was Yang Si, who had originally come here with Yan Shang, who was more familiar with the environment here.
Yang Si led the horse and wandered for only a moment before he determined a direction: "Follow me—"
His profile was stern, his eyes were sharp, his previous laziness and carelessness were completely restrained, and the boy's unstoppable momentum was faintly about to burst out.
Yan Shang followed him closely and reminded him, "Sanlang, are you sure it's this direction? Time is running out..."
Yang Si leaned over his horse and began to touch the sword at his waist. The wind blew past his ears, and his eyes were calm. He gave the signal of drawing his sword, and the knights behind him followed suit and drew their swords.
Yang Si answered Yan Shang's question in a cold voice: "Don't worry. Nanshan, I know it better than you do——
"I have been playing here since I was a child. I know where in Nanshan is suitable for ambush, where there are many trees, and where there are dense wild animals... I have been playing here since I was a child. I know how to find people and kill people in Nanshan... I am more familiar with it than you!
"Follow me!"
Yan Shang drove his horse and followed, reminding him again: "Sanlang, don't act on impulse. His Highness's safety is more important—"
With a long sword in hand and his horse galloping like lightning, Yang Si no longer answered Yan Shang's question.
Yan Shang knew that at this point, he might not be able to control Yang Si. Yang Sanlang, who was riding horses and training hawks in Chang'an City, disappeared, and the wildness in Yang Si began to awaken.
If you can't control it, just let go of the braided rope——
After a short pause, he spoke briefly to a knight behind him, "Sir, please lend me your bow and arrows..."
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The forest was stained with blood as the battle between the two sides began.
The horses of the Wuman people were hit by arrows one after another, and the Wuman people were pulled down one by one, rolling on the ground to avoid the arrows. The Wei guards rushed forward, but these Wuman people were brave and good at fighting. They jumped up from the ground and killed the assassins who attacked them by surprise.
A Wuman shouted, "Krilu, protect the king!"
One person immediately shouted: "Of course! King, I will help you--"
A burly Wuman jumped off his horse, swung his long sword, and slashed at the people approaching the Wuman King: "Da Wei traitors! Do you really think that we Wuman people are easy to fool——"
It was Fang Tong and his group that led the charge towards the Wuman King. Fang Tong could understand a few words of Wuman language, and when he heard the cold wind and the voices of the Wuman people coming from behind, he shouted, "It's Kelilu! A fierce Wuman general, everyone be careful—"
Fang Tong was thrown to the ground by Kelilu, and the other guards still rushed to the horse of King Wuman, slashing at the horse's four hooves. King Wuman held a long knife in his hand, spun around and killed the guards. When blood splashed in the air, King Wuman supported the neck of a corpse and jumped off the horse.
King Wuman turned around and, without stopping, rushed towards Princess Danyang Muwan who was watching the battle from afar.
When the two saw him rushing towards the princess, the guards immediately tried to stop him, risking their own lives!
Swords flashing and corpses piled up!
The roars of the crowd shook the mountain birds so much that they flapped their wings and flew away: "Ah——"
The Wuman people's faces were covered in blood. Their numbers were not as many as the guards ambushed here in the princess's mansion, but they were all very arrogant: "The people of Wei are really treacherous! Come on, let us play with you--"
Fang Tong fought with the Wuman general Kelilu. Kelilu's fighting power was average, but he was big and powerful. Fang Tong relied on his agility to deal with him and led Kelilu to one direction. Kelilu was completely unaware and threw out powerful punches one after another, laughing: "When I was in Wuman before, I wanted to kill you--"
Fang Tong was hit by a punch and flew backwards, hitting a tree and spitting blood. His vision went black, and his ribs were probably injured. He was in so much pain that he could hardly move.
But Fang Tong sneered.
As soon as he opened his mouth, blood dripped down from his teeth. Fang Tong stared at Kelilu who was walking towards him, and shouted back in Wuman dialect: "Come on - if you don't kill me, you are not a man!"
Kelilu rushed over, trying to slap the already immobile and extremely frail personal guard of Princess Danyang to death, but when he got close, a large iron net was locked above his head and moved towards him. Kelilu tried to hide, but Fang Tong rushed over, hugged his waist, and dragged him into the iron net.
Fang Tong shouted: "Come on - die with me -"
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Fang Tong took the lead and turned the situation around at the cost of sacrificing himself and being covered by the net together with Kelilu.
Having walked through Wuman in person, I never dared to underestimate the fighting power of the Wuman people, even though the guards ambushed by the princess's mansion were several times more than the Wuman people.
Mu Wanyao watched the battle nervously, her hands dripping with sweat, and saw the Wuman people being suppressed one by one, some trapped, some killed, more and more corpses on the ground, and fewer and fewer Wuman people still standing. She had difficulty breathing, and finally saw the Wuman people who were surrounded and killed by the crowd were covered with wounds, shaking, and fell to the ground.
The leaves fell and the forest suddenly became quiet.
There were only a dozen guards from the princess's mansion still standing, and not a single Wuman was left standing.
The guards turned around and said, "Your Highness!"
Mu Wanyao jumped off her horse and walked towards the battlefield. Her face was cold, and she walked through the bloody corpses in her apricot skirt, but her face remained unchanged. The guards made way for her, and Mu Wanyao watched the masked Wuman people fall to the ground one by one, and some were forced to kneel on the ground unwillingly, and the brave and warlike Wuman King also fell at her feet.
This made her feel a bit unreal.
On the night she left Wuman, she borrowed the swords of the old Wuman King and the next Wuman King and killed Meng Zaishi once.
Did she really kill Meng Zaishi again today in Wei?
Was he really killed by her?
Mu Wanyao squatted beside the corpse of King Wuman, looking at the arrows on his chest and the bleeding knife scars on his body. She reached out her hand and slowly removed the mask on his face.
From top to bottom, the original face of King Wuman behind the bronze mask was revealed.
His eyebrows were raised into his temples, and his expression was cold, hard and sharp - but Mu Wanyao's expression suddenly changed drastically.
She stood up suddenly and said urgently: "Step back——"
This is not Meng Zai Shi!
The Wuman King who died was not Meng Zaishi!
But in an instant, the body of a Wuman man lying on the ground suddenly "resurrected". At such a close distance, no one could react. The man jumped up, hugged Mu Wanyao across the waist in an instant, leaped into the air, and flew towards the tall tree.
Fang Tong, who was rescued from the iron net, walked over with the help of two guards. Seeing such a change, he was immediately shocked. He shouted "Your Highness" and smashed the knife in his hand at the person who jumped up and snatched the princess.
The man climbed up a high branch of the tree in mid-air, holding the struggling Mu Wanyao in his arms. He turned around, and Fang Tong's knife just happened to knock off the mask on his face.
His face was revealed, handsome and cold.
Fang Tong blurted out: "Meng Zaishi——"
This is the real Wuman King!
The dead one is fake!
Meng Zaishi had someone die for him! The Wuman King who came to the forest to hunt today was a "fake king" from beginning to end. The real king hid among the knights, said nothing, watched the farce with cold eyes, and pretended to be hacked to death by them at will.
Then Meng Zaishi suddenly appeared at the most important moment and snatched the princess away!
Fang Tong felt a dull pain in his chest and spat out another mouthful of blood.
The guards around him were anxious: "My dear——"
Fang Tong gritted his teeth and said, "Chase! Rescue His Highness!"
Now that the fish are dead and the net is broken, no one needs to pretend anymore!
However, at that moment, a group of Wei guards rushed out from the forest and asked, "Who is so presumptuous here—"
The Wei army!
Fang Tong's face changed slightly, knowing that someone was involved.
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The jungle is green and the spring water is breaking the ice.
Meng Zaishi jumped up, how could Mu Wanyao, who was standing next to the corpse he pretended to be, hide? She was immediately held in his arms and he took her away in the woods. She struggled desperately, but under the man's dominance, she really had no way out.
The power of the man that made her hate him so much!
“Bang——” Mu Wanyao was thrown out and thrown into the water.
The waterfall rushed down from the top of the mountain behind her, splashing a small rainbow on the pool. Mu Wanyao was thrown down by the stone. She couldn't stand steadily in the pool and fell into the water.
The mist from the waterfall splashed from behind, soaking her skirt and upper body. The spring water was very cold. Mu Wanyao fell into the water and hit a rock. Her hands behind her back were cut by the ice floating on the water. The shallow pool of water, which reached her knees, was so cold that she shivered all over.
She sat in the water, with one hand behind her back, touching the knife hidden in her sleeve, and looking up at the man who was looking down fiercely with red bloodshot eyes.
Meng Zaishi rushed over, grabbed Mu Wanyao's neck and pressed her down. His hand was on her throat, and he said coldly: "Mu Wanyao! You want to kill me again!"
He shouted, "It's the second time! It's the second time! I forgave you the first time, but you did it the second time! Do you really want to kill me?"
Mu Wanyao was strangled by his throat, her face turned upside down, revealing a sickly pale color. Her dark eyes stared at him, and Bu Yao fell into the water, her hair spread out, a strand of black hair floated on the water, and wetly stuck to her lower back.
She looked at him and smiled: "Yes, I just want to kill you. You just found out today? No way? Meng Zaishi, who wants to be the king of the grassland, just found out today that I want to kill you?"
Meng Zaishi pressed hard on her palm, and her face turned red and a little blue. She was pressed by him, her back against the rock, and her whole body was so weak in his palm that he could strangle her to death with just a slight pinch.
And she is so beautiful.
At the age of a flower, with sharp thorns that would prick anyone. Cold and beautiful, her dark, icy eyes stared at him... Such destructive beauty made Meng Zaishi's eyes waver, and the brutality in his body was aroused.
He bent down to kiss her.
A white light flashed past, Meng Zaishi leaned back, and quickly grabbed her dishonest wrist with his other hand. Seeing the knife in her hand, Meng Zaishi said coldly: "Do you really want to kill me? Am I not good to you? Isn't it good to be my queen?"
Mu Wanyao was controlled by him and said in surprise: "I really want to kill you. Of course it's not good to be your queen!"
She said sternly, "I finally got rid of you and your son, and finally walked out of the nightmare! Why do you disturb me? Why do you want me to turn back?"
Meng Zaishi said angrily, "Did I disturb you? You are mine! Everything you have today is due to me! Look at what you look like now. Without me, who would teach you how to be a woman——"
Mu Wan shook the knife in her hand and wanted to swing it down again, but Meng Zai Shi grabbed her wrist as easily as holding a chicken.
The light in Mu Wan's eyes faded slightly, and she said hatefully: "That's why I want to kill you! That's why you are my shame! I won't let my shame follow me forever, I won't let the nightmare last forever... You want me to marry you, and I want you to die! You and I can never live together!"
Meng Zaishi was furious: "It was my father who hurt you! Are you blaming me for everything?"
Mu Wanyao: "You are not good people!"
Meng Zaishi: "The laughter and joy you had with me in the past were all fake?"
Mu Wanyao sneered: "What else? Would I fall in love with the son of my enemy who brought shame upon me? Would I fall in love with someone who trampled on my dignity? Would I have compassion for my enemy? Am I crazy——"
Meng Zaishi: "You are a lunatic! I treated you in the past..."
Mu Wan shook her head and screamed: "You guys drove me crazy!"
She said word by word: "Every moment, every day, every night, I am driven crazy by you! You are a bunch of barbarians, a bunch of people who know nothing, can't speak, act rudely, have no rules, no sense of shame, no sense of guilt... Why should I get involved with you, why do you insist on marrying me..."
Meng Zaishi looked at her in a daze.
He lowered his eyes, said nothing, and began to pull at her collar.
Mu Wan shook his whole body and said in horror: "You——"
Meng Zaishi pulled off her belt and tied up her struggling hands. The water was rushing around them, full of sadness like a dirge. Meng Zaishi said coldly: "You said I was a beast, that I humiliated you, then I will really humiliate you for you to see -"
Pinching her face, he leaned over and said softly, "The beautiful Princess Danyang was raped by the King of Wuman in the wild. Do you think the Emperor of Wei will offer you to me? Anyway, this is not the first time—"
The man pressed her into the water, sharp stones scratched her back, and her whole body felt cold.
Her long hair was entangled like vines, and water droplets splashed on her face and eyelashes, but her eyes were clear and full of hatred.
No panic, no fear, only hatred——
Mu Wan shook his head with hatred in his eyes: "How dare you! If you do this, I will be your enemy for the rest of my life! I will want to escape from you every day and night, and hate you every moment! I will resist you all my life, and you will never get me——"
Meng Zaishi felt a pain in his heart.
Then he sneered: "You have always hated me anyway, it doesn't matter..."
He lowered his head and pinched her chin. When his breath brushed her face, he suddenly felt danger coming from behind.
Meng Zaishi suddenly jumped up and stood up. He stood under the waterfall, wet all over. Looking back, he saw a bow pointed at him from a higher place in the forest. The arrow he had just shot was firmly stuck on a stone in the water.
If Meng Zaishi had not dodged just now, the arrow would have gone straight to his heart.
Meng Zaishi looked up and met the eyes of Yan Shang, who was standing high on the mountain with a bow in his hand.
Mu Wanyao struggled to sit up from the pool and looked up blankly.
With his robes flying, under the spring sun, Yan Shang pointed the bow in his hand at him and shot the arrow at Meng Zaishi again. At the same time, Meng Zaishi jumped up to avoid it, and suddenly a black shadow passed through the deep forest at a speed as fast as lightning!
He dodged the direction of the arrow very quickly and was hit by a punch in the chest.
A young man in black suddenly appeared in front of him and forced Meng Zaishi to fall into the pool under the waterfall.
Meng Zaishi was forced to kneel down and retreat by the young man. His knees slashed across the stones in the pool, and the smell of blood immediately filled the air. He was already injured, and was forced to this point by the cooperation of the two men. He immediately coughed.
The young man who was holding his throat knelt in the pool with him and raised his face.
Her eyelashes were thick and long, and her eyes were calm and cold.
It was Yang Si.
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