Chapter 40: Drunk

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The next day, Murong Yan went to Fangcheng in person and announced to the public that he would return to King Yan again.
The Central People's Republic of China Cheng Jingyi could not oppose it, and now he is the monarch and the king's flesh. If he would go forward, of course it would be better. But everyone knows that the king of Yan was already very annoyed. If he went forward again, wouldn't he add fuel to the fire?
No one can figure out what medicine he sells in this gourd, but Murong Yan really set off.
Jinyang arrived in Fangcheng, all the way to Fengfeng Sulu, and fifty miles away from Fangcheng, Murong Yan ordered to camp on the spot, and sent envoys to Fangcheng to report.
Murong Yuan received the letter handed in by Murong Yan, and still ripped to pieces. Then he did something that was purely outraged. He ordered that because the former prince died on the night of the Jinyang Palace transformation, Jiang Bilan was established as the prince.
The sealing ceremony was held the next day.
Fifty miles away, Murong Yan's army can feel the colorful lights and joy in the city.
Murong Yan threw the imperial list returned by the sentry detective to the ground, and Wang Yunzhao quickly picked up the imperial list, and said in a continuous voice: "Your Majesty ... Your Majesty!
Murong Yan gritted his teeth and he couldn't attack Fangcheng. No matter what the reason, as long as he sends troops, there will be an infidelity in his pen. For a long time, he whispered, "Go out and think of yourself alone."
Zuo Langlang and Leng Feiyan explored the topography of Fangcheng outside. Zuo Langlang had visited once before, but was sneaked in by the moat. If you go any further, this road will never work. Even if Murong Yuan didn't take precautions, Jiang Bilan definitely didn't have the physical strength to insist on swimming out of the moat.
There is a mountain north of Fangcheng, and the highest peak is the famous Lianli Peak. Mu Rongyuan's walk is backed by this mountain, if it can climb up, it would be simple. But this mountain is extremely steep and extremely steep. How easy is it to climb up?
She and Leng Feiyan nearly searched around the city and said, "It seems that we still can only climb up from Lian Lifeng. When we come down, tie Jiang Jiang to the body, when it is not dangerous." Looking at her, she saw that she was uncomfortable all the time, so she asked, "Aso, are you really going to save Jiang Bilan back?"
Zuo Canglang paused, and Leng Feiyan said, "Have you ever thought that if she died, your Majesty is now in the army without a general. Although he will be angry, he will not treat you. You will have a long, long time to stay with him and repair your relationship little by little. "
When she said this, she was very serious. Zuo Langlang finally understood why Murong Yan did not agree with Leng Feiyan to rescue Jiang Bilan. If Leng Feiyan went alone, she would definitely kill Jiang Bilan, the reason is of course the left wolf.
Zuolanglang said, "No." I didn't want to accompany him. As many years ago, I wished that Murong Yan was happy, Murong Yan was happy, Murong Yan was happy.
Leng Feiyan looked up at the cliff, saying, "I knew you would say that."
After exploring the terrain, the left wolf returned to camp, and saw Wang Yunzhao standing outside Murong Yan's tent, like an ant on a hot pot. Zuolanglang was a little surprised: "Prince Wang? What happened?"
When Wang Yunzhao saw her, she saw a savior and said, "General Zuo! Your Majesty has been drinking for half a day and has not been allowed to disturb. Can the general go in and see?"
Zuolanglang glanced at the camp account, and Murong Yan seldom drank while drinking.
She opened the curtain and walked in. Murong Yan said in a deep voice, "Get out!" It was her who had seen clearly, and she beckoned again and said, "Come here."
Zuolanglang walked to his side, and the wine was overflowing in his tent, showing that he had drunk a lot. She sat down a few feet shortly before she was about to speak. Murong Yan shook her head and made a snorting gesture: "Shh, don't talk, have a drink with me."
He poured her wine, and the left wolf slowly held the copper bottle and took a sip. Murong Yan is already drunk, she is better to be awake.
Murong Yan looked into her eyes and said, "She was very beautiful when she was very young." Zuo Canglang froze, Murong Yan's eyes were as strong as wine, "At that time, the brother Huang, Dongdong Pavilion, Wang Shi ... … Wang Sungui, she is all stars and a hundred hunger. "
Zuo Canglang has seen Jiang Bilan. Without Murong Yan, she can also imagine. That beauty, women can't even be jealous.
Murong Yan said: "At that time, my mother-in-law was just being favored, but I was the only one who could not play with her or even say two more words. Because mother-in-law thinks that a man who is delayed by a woman is nothing. Going out to find her secretly, I don't remember whether to look at her with a smile or to fight against my mother-in-law. "
The left wolf listened quietly, unknowingly, and drank the glass of wine. Murong Yan poured it on her and said, "My mother-in-law found it out, and was furious, punished me in various ways. Flogging and kneeling, she exhausted everything she knew to make me obey. But I still ran out, I don't know Do I like her, I just want to see her. "
He was caught in the memory, and his angular face was reflected in the candlelight in the account, with a strange tenderness: "Mother-in-law finally begged her father to make a marriage with me. The condition is that she should not see her again until she is married." There was a hint of sarcasm on her lips, but a subtle nostalgia lingered in her eyes: "Later, the mother-in-law died. I gradually realized that it was a peerless flower. Only the highest standing person could pick her."
He raised a glass and drank with the left wolf, and said, "So until now, I don't understand. I went all the way to this day, for the world or for her."
Zuo Canglang said: "Wei Chen thought that Her Majesty didn't need to understand. Her Majesty will eventually pick that flower, whether it was for the world or her."
Murong Yan smiled gradually, stretched her right hand a few feet short, held her hand, and said, "None of them understand how the accumulated longing is fermented in people's hearts and it is fascinating and confusing." And watch him cover his right hand on the back of his hand. He heard him whispering, "But you understand."
The left wolf froze, and Murong Yan exerted a little force, pulling her in front of her, right hand across her forehead and saying, "You understand."
At that time his eyes caught her soul, and the light and shadow were like swirls. The left wolf's eyes were slightly hot, yes, she understood. He leaned so close, his warm breath came to his face with wine, and she was drunk.
The redness fainted on the cheeks, and the girl's skin was bright and hazy. Murong Yan lifted the pot, took a few sips, put the spout to her lips, and fed her. The left wolf opened his mouth, half of the wine went into the throat, and half of it went down the slender neck into the neckline.
Murong Yan's gaze slid down the clear wine, gradually blurred. Then he lowered his head and licked and kissed the line of sake. If the left wolf was struck by lightning, he gently pushed him: "Lord."
The breath he exhaled was hot and hot: "Shh, don't talk."
The tip of the tongue is also hot. It licks wine and all the energy from the human body. Zuolanglang supported his chest with his hand, and he said softly, "Don't reject me. Ah Zuo, you like me, don't you?"
The left wolf slowly retracted his hand. Yes, I like you. From the moment Nanshan saw you. Eight years later, this love lasted forever, and the pain was negligible.
She closed her eyes, and at that moment she saw only this person, this face. Could it be sad? If you can, let me burn my bones for fire and drive you to a moment of loneliness.
Wang Yunzhao stood outside the tent, listening to the wrong voice inside, and immediately evacuated the soldiers outside. Until the sky was dark, the left wolf came out first, and his clothes and hair were fixed, but his face was still embarrassed. She didn't say hello to Wang Yunzhao and passed him by.
Wang Yunzhao didn't ask much, and turned to Murong Yan's account. Murong Yan was asleep. His clothes were neatly hung on a hanger, and the couch was not messy as imagined.
He didn't know what to do.
After an hour, Murong Yan woke up. Wang Yunzhao kept talking and didn't know if he should remind this matter. He won't wake up and forget?
Murong Yan stood up and raised her eyebrows slightly: "What do you mean by standing there scratching your ears and scratching your cheeks?"
Wang Yunzhao quickly asked for sin and came to change his clothes. Murong Yan turned her head, saw the blood on the couch, her frown slightly, and finally said, "I shouldn't drink, you should stop me."
Wang Yunzhao quickly knelt down: "Old slave is guilty!" Murong Yan said: "You are guilty! You make me need to cope with a subordinate with a hundred times more energy! But after all, the lone king is wrong. Mother and concubine are right, if people You ca n’t control your desires
conquest of the world is useless. "
Seeing that he really did not blame, Wang Yunzhao was relieved. Murong Yan also said, "This is the end of the matter. Ah Zuo's diet, pay attention to it."
Wang Yunzhao didn't understand. He said, "The rivers and mountains are set at an early stage, and the situation is unstable. It is not the time to spread the leaves. Besides, after all, she is Wen Zai's nominal wife. If something goes wrong, it will be very troublesome."
Wang Yunzhao understood: "Slaves can do it."
Murong Yan nodded and added: "Children tend to think more, you and I know it's all right."
Wang Yunzhao knelt down: "Yes."
Zuolanglang returned to his account, but felt that his heart was full and swollen, and there was a kind of joy and tenderness, which made people have the illusion of tears. One action, one look, one sentence, each word can be reminisced thousands of times. She leaned on the couch and stayed up all night.
The next day, Murong Yan led his troops to Fangcheng. Left Canglang and Leng Feiyan climbed up from the lone cliff and passed through Lilifeng, sneaking into Murongyuan's walk in Fangcheng.
Of course it's not easy, all the way with sharp stones, and vultures hovering overhead. But they were well-prepared before, and they were in shock.
Murong Yan's beloved woman lives in Fangcheng's palace.
Jiang Bilan, Jiang Bilan, who is a big country. No man is said to be able to resist her smile, and no man is said to be able to endure her tears.
Is n’t Da Yan doing this in the same room because of beauty?
The left wolf sneaked into the line, letting Leng Feiyan cover all the way. At that time, the palace was extremely quiet. Both Murong Yuan and Murong Ruo have gone out of the city to defend their enemies. The line should of course be quiet.
Jiang Bilan was dressed in a fairy skirt with snow-spun yarn and combed with grace and elegance. Wearing a phoenix crown in the hair, the golden wings above are swaying step by step.
She looked at the people killed in the palace, tears in the eyes like Yang Hua fell on the platform, but she was not afraid. She was sitting critically, maintaining the majesty of the princess: "I recognize you, you are his guard."
The left blue wolf pursed his lips and respectfully said: "Girl Jiang."
Jiang Bilan looked at her up and down, the words were calm: "He sent you?"
The left wolf extended her hand to her: "Your majesty ordered the general to come and rescue Girl Jiang."
She on the phoenix was already crying like rain. When she cried, she didn't say anything, but raised her face slightly, crying like tears, her face was beautiful. Zuo Langlang didn't know how to comfort the beauty, she had to step forward: "The time is urgent, the end will offend!"
Having said that, she couldn't help but half drag and drag her away from the shop.
Lian Lifeng's terrain is steep, Jiang Bilan's arch is slender, but walking is very difficult. The left Canglang was half-armed and half-armed. At this time, the two were behind the abyss. If there was a chaser, it would be dangerous. She didn't want to alarm anyone.
Go all the way up the path to Lian Lifeng. Standing on the peak, you can see the situation in front of the city of Dathorn. Murong Yuan and Murong Yan have begun to fight, Jiang Bilan is standing on top of Qian Qian, and looking at the corpse across the wild gate.
"Girl Jiang, the city is dangerous, let's go first." Zuo Canglang took off his coat and tore it into pieces, and was going to tie her to her back to run down the cliff.
Jiang Bilan just stared at the head of the city, and suddenly said, "Jiang Bilan, He De and He Neng, have become the confidantes of the country and the people." Then she lifted the corner of her skirt, took a step forward, and the incense body slanted into a cliff .
The left wolf was startled, and when he reacted, he lifted his breath and held her in his arms. The wind roared in her ears, and her arrow marked a long stream of sparks on the cliff. But this still couldn't stop the two from falling. There was only the sound of the howling wind in the ear of the left wolf. Suddenly the eyes were dark, and her arrow was stuck in a crack.
The green grass is deep and the sun is difficult to enter. The mountain has been extinct and I don't know how many years. The cracking faults under the cliff, the hissing sound in the darkness is creepy.
Jiang Bilan is no longer fearless, but also pale. She screamed in surprise, and soon attracted all the snakes. The left wolf was cold all over the body. The slippery thing spewed the letter and crawled in the gleam. The various patterns and the same eyes, the fault had no feet, and the two were half stuck in it. She controlled Jiang Bilan. Let her move and control herself.
A slippery thing tangled his feet in the dark, feeling that it was climbing up the calf. The left wolf inserted an arrow into the mud wall of the fault, carefully holding Jiang Bilan up. Jiang Bilan clutched her shoulders tightly, and suddenly found that her clothes were soaked, and the man who hugged himself with all his strength was shaking.
The more the snakes gathered, the more left the left wolf sweated. Holding Jiang Bilan's hand was numb until she lost consciousness, but could not move. Suddenly it seemed like I was back in my childhood. A pair of boys and girls were tied to their limbs and thrown into the cave to worship the gods. The gurgling sound was like a snake worm crawling across her skin, a nightmare lurking in my heart that would never dissipate.
She didn't know how long the time had passed, and a voice came faintly from the distance: "Your Majesty, there are signs of destruction here, and the grass should be nearby."
"Azo?" That was his voice, like a ray of skylight in the night.
"Lord," she was very careful word by word, and the sudden sound would cause the attack of the snake group, "Girl Jiang is here too, there are many snakes here, be careful."
"Bilan?" He reached out and held Jiang Bilan's hawk, and with a little force, he had taken her out of the cliff.
"You ... how's it going?" His voice was gentle and concerned, like a child. Jiang Bilan's voice was very low, low enough to sigh slightly: "Why do you save me?"
The left wolf was holding a silver arrow, and his hands were cold and sweaty. The snake crawled over her sleeves, and biting her lips.
But there was no sound, and there was silence. He forgot her.
A quarter of an hour's darkness is as long as a lifetime.
When Leng Feiyan came, he could hardly believe his eyes: "Azuo!"
She stepped forward and pulled the left wolf up from the crack. At that time she was pale and terrible if she was washed with water. Leng Feiyan pulled a snake with white flowers from her sleeve and cut it into two pieces with one sword. Then look at the wound on her arm: "Is it a viper?"
She quickly took the snake drug out of the skin around her waist, but saw a row of needle-shaped tooth marks between her arms, not like a poisonous snake. But then the expression of the left wolf scared her, she lowered her head, sucked the wound for her, and then sprinkled the snake medicine.
The cold sweat on the left wolf wore on and on, and it took her a long time to push away the cold, saying, "I'm fine."
Leng Feiyan angered, "Where do you look all right !!"
When she saw blood stained on the corner of the left wolf's trousers, she opened her trouser legs, only to find that a sharp stone was wound on her leg. There was blood for a while, and there was still sand in the wound. She said, "Your legs! We have to go down the mountain at once!"
Zuolanglang shook his head and said, "You go first, I'll go down by myself."
Leng Feiyan said, "Go on your own? Can you move? You come! I will carry you!"
Zuo Canglang said: "Now the Swallow's Nest and Yanlou are very eye-catching. If you appear in front of people at this time, you will be suspicious. Let's leave it alone. Your Majesty is nearby, the soldiers will not be too far away, I Can walk. "
Leng Fei was slightly embarrassed and slowly lifted her up. The left wolf limped forward, and she stood still.
The left wolf is estimated to be pretty good, but after walking a mile away, soldiers took the horse and waited. The left wolves avoided their hands to help each other, and a stinking gas made her gag. She asked, "Are there any wines?"
Some soldiers offered wine, and the left wolf opened his mouth and filled a half capsule, and finally the rest was poured on the wound of the right leg, and the dust was washed away.
She returned to her account and wanted to take a bath. The earthy smell almost enveloped her, she could hardly breathe. However, how convenient was the camp, she found a nearby lake and bathed in cold water. After changing clothes, it was night. Mu Rongyan didn't come over, of course he wouldn't come, and reunite with Mrs. Jiang for a long time. The treasure in the palm is lost and recovered, there must be endless words. How can you remember what others are saying?
The left wolf rested in the barracks, and in the middle of the night, it started to burn. She noticed, but if it was called a military doctor at this time, it would be a toss. He simply stayed till dawn.
People in the military were not so particular about it. After dawn, she went to the military doctor before letting him bandage the wound, and by the way prescribe a paratyphoid.
Murong Yan has always been with Jiang Bilan, and the two were nestled together and spoke most of the night. Jiang Bilan burst into tears like beads: "Brother Yan, I'm so scared, my father, my mother, my brother, they are still in Fangcheng. I am here, Your Majesty and my elder brother will definitely embarrass them ..."
Murong Yan patted her on the back, and Wang Yunzhao corrected it next to him: "It is the King Yan and the waste Prince."
Murong Yan didn't take it seriously and said softly: "Good, you write a letter first, I will send someone to Fangcheng your father. I have no intention of killing the father and the king, your father must also make a decision earlier .I promise you, as long as your dad returns to the DPRK, he will still be a court minister and still in power. I will also make arrangements for your two elder brothers. "
Jiang Bilan sobbed, his snake-like arms clenching his neck tightly: "Brother Yan, you ... my father and his uncle ... Yan King ... don't you blame him?"
Mu Rongyan shook his head and calmed down with soothing tenderness: "How could Laner, if I am the king, you must be the posterior. How can I hate my wife's family? Besides, I am Taishan, I know nothing more. He It is helpless to follow the father and king. I promise you that this matter will be written off and will never be held accountable. You see, after all, even Wenzai's family members are safe now, aren't they?
He hugged her hand slowly and seemed to melt her in his arms: "It is not easy for us to love each other. How can I still have time to blame the person who gave birth to you?"
Jiang Bilan burst into tears: "I will write a letter now, my father will definitely want to understand."
Murong Yan nodded, of course he would want to understand. He had always been the most understandable person.
When Fang Cheng and Jiang Sanyi received a letter from his own daughter, the Prince Prince was still looking for Jiang Bilan. He was an old fox, always seeing the wind to make the rudder. At this point Murong Yuan had gone, and he followed him, just because Murong Yan might not give him a way of life.
He reviewed the letter again, and now Murong Yan has no affection for his daughter. Even if his daughter is already Murong Ruo's wife, he is still willing to make his daughter the queen. If this is true, after returning to the DPRK, he will still be a senior official and even a relative of the imperial family.
Today, Murong Yuan's situation is not good. The abolished prince Ruo Wenzhi martial arts is afraid that Wan Wan is not Murong Yan's opponent. He doesn't need to sink on this boat. The middle and even Yuan Xi, the martial artist who had a martial art but had no brains, was a beautiful general in his car.
Look at yourself again! Nestled in this small square city, there is no guarantee that day and night, night and night, they worry about the invasion of the chaotic army, and cut off the heads of his family. He sighed, thought again and again, and finally wrote back.
The next day, the former right-handed party Jiang Sanyi raised the fire at four hours and opened the Fangcheng gate. Murong Yan led his troops into the palace. Fang Chengshou will disarm.
In this war, the original Yan King Party, □□, and Queen Party were almost killed. The scrapped Prince and Murong Yuan have only one residual soldier left, and fled to Tang County in a hurry. Murong Yuan captured Wen Weishu by birth. So far, all the ministers who have followed Murong Yuan have betrayed or died, and there is no one left.
The palace in Fangcheng was rude, and Murong Yan and the left wolf entered the palace together. The queen Li's head carried a dragon and phoenix crown, wearing a red embroidered phoenix robe, decorated with a phoenix and golden dragon and phoenix. When she saw Murong Yan, she sat in the Phoenix seat: "You are here."
Murong Yan looked around and laughed, "It seems that the emperor has escaped to heaven again."
The queen smiled, and her heavy makeup covered the fine lines, her face was strong and beautiful: "You are always late."
Murong Yan approached the phoenix decorated by Zhu Cui, and her black pupils reflected the queen with dark makeup: "It's not too late. Isn't the mother-in-law still here."
The queen smiled with a phoenix and a golden crown on her head. "I know, you have always hated me for that bitch's death. But what about Murong Yan? She lost long ago, and I am the true queen! She will always be Always a concubine! "
Murong Yan laughed: "Mother right, if you let you die like this, you will be the queen to death. You will always be the queen." The queen's complexion changed, Murong Yan leaned down, her hands resting on the phoenix to cool down On the gorgeous armrest, the face was handsome but scary. He said softly, "I help you re-appoint a husband, what do you think?"
The queen's eyes splattered with venomous light, and her eyes were too familiar. For a moment, Murong Yan even thought he saw the woman again. As soon as she walked away, there was a line of blood flowing from the queen's mouth. Murong Yan wanted to be far away, and she suddenly grabbed his hand: "Murong Yan, I, I became a ghost ..."
Murong Yan didn't even withdraw her hand, so she looked at her coldly and ironically, waiting for the following.
She gasped quickly, and the venomousness in her eyes faded away. She said, "Even if I turned into a ghost, I would protect my younger one." Her face slowly became gentle, and she said softly, "Wang Sun He fears the city "Bridge drink, and it will not be insulted."
The strength holding his wrist suddenly disappeared, and she dropped her hands. The mockery in Murongyan's eyes was like a spark, suddenly flashing, slowly frozen and extinguished.
He stared coldly at the gorgeous and terrible corpse on the phoenix. After a long time, he reached out and took off the phoenix crown above her head, saying, "After the abolition of Tibet, he committed guilt and committed suicide.
The left wolf stood next to him, and a drop of water on the beam rolled down and hit his shoulder. The left wolf froze, holding back without looking up.
Wang Sun is afraid of the city's bridge drink, and it is free from humiliation on earth. Want to get out of the way? In front of her body, wipe out all her love and hope? She just hesitated a little, and Murong Yan had already gone out.
When the army entered the city, the scene was inevitable. Murong Yan looked at the army for a while and suddenly asked Zuo Canglang: "She wouldn't think I would humiliate her. Why would she wait for me to live in the palace?"
Zuolanglang bowed his head, calmly and calmly said: "She ... should set aside time, run away to the Prince Prince and Yan King?"
Murong Yan said: "Speaking of it, my brother Wang has always been quite filial. Even if he flees in a hurry, how can he leave Li?" He stared sharply at the left wolf, seeing that his eyes were still bright, and he had to turn Head, strode back to the palace. There was no one in the palace. He jumped on the beam of the house and found several traces of dusty quilts on the beam.
Someone was on this beam when the queen died.
Murong Yan smiled: "Brother Huang has always confessed his identity, and has also become a gentleman on the beam. Alas." He turned to look at the left wolf, blaming him: "You have not thought of riding a big general!"
Zuo Canglang knelt down: "Wei Chen is guilty and willing to take punishment!"
Murong Yan nodded and said, "If the palace is poor, punish him for one year."
Zuolanglang: ...
Seeing her disapproval, Murong Yan smiled again: "Don't do this, don't I, the Yan Dynasty King, still pay money to do it? Alas, hard work, and don't know what to map."
The left blue wolf rarely heard him complain, and smiled with a wink. Murong Yan bowed her head and saw her smirking, holding her chin lightly. With four eyes facing each other, the left wolf only felt that his heartbeat accelerated and his breathing was unstable.
Murong Yan said, "Well, you don't need the money, but you can use other things for the time being."
The left wolf wolf suddenly turned red: "Lord!"
Murong Yan smiled and kissed her forehead. The left wolf knew that he should be pushed away, but his arms were as stable as if they kissed the eyes of the monarch, which would stop him from leaving. She closed her eyes.
Footsteps came from outside, and Wang Yunzhao said outside the hall, "Madam Jiang, Your Majesty is in trouble. Please wait ..."
Jiang Bilan's voice slightly cried: "Brother Yan! Brother Yan!"
Footsteps were getting closer, Murong Yan suddenly raised his hand and pushed away the left wolf, turned and left the hall. The left wolf stepped back and hit his heel on the round palace pillar.
There was even a little pain that outweighed the wound.