Chapter 17

As the sun sets, the sky is full of red clouds, and a little golden light disappears from the clear water.

The green grass on the Bank of the river is green and luxuriant. A little red is dotted among the green grass, just like the eyes of a dragon, which makes the green grass around the bank lively.

However, the red is not a flower, but a big red suit. Its owner is wearing it and lying in the grass. His slim and straight body makes people know that he is a man at a glance. However, his ink brocade like hair is scattered on his face, covering most of his face and making people can't see his appearance clearly.

All of a sudden, his eyelashes trembled. He opened his eyes slowly and looked at the strange environment. His eyes were dim for a short time. Then he suddenly turned over and sat up with his ink hair hanging down behind his back, revealing his beautiful and unprepared face. It was the night dust of King Jing!

It's quiet all around, and no one can see half a person's shadow. The damp red suit clings to the skin, which is very uncomfortable. The fingers of night Yichen flick lightly, and the light mist lingers around the body, and disappears in an instant. The bright red clothes on the body are fresh and fresh without any discomfort.

Ye Yichen stood up slowly. His internal power was running smoothly in his muscles and veins. He breathed a sigh of relief: he can't swim. Soon after he fell into the rapids, he hit the stone in the water and fainted. He was unconscious and rushed out of the river for thousands of meters. He was only hurt by skin and flesh. What a blessing!

Thinking of the culprit who made him fall into the mountain stream, suffered a lot and nearly lost his life, night Yichen's sharp eyes instantly covered with a layer of haze: Ouyang Shaochen!

"Lord!" Surprise call sounded, night Yichen looked up and saw Xu Tianyou running over. He looked at him carefully. His eyes flashed with joy: "are you ok?"

"It's OK!" Ye Yichen shook his head and glanced at the ten bodyguards of Prince Jing's residence who followed him. He said faintly, "can Murong snow be settled?"

Xu Tianyou was stunned, and his happy smile instantly coagulated on his face.

The night Yichen slightly narrowed his eyes and looked at him coldly: "what? You didn't cram her into the pink sedan chair and carry her back to Jingwang mansion? "

Xu Tianyou's eyes flashed unnaturally: "the Lord fell into the mountain stream. Life and death are unknown. I'm worried about him, so..."

"So you brought the bodyguards of Prince Jing's house to look for the king, and let Murong Xue go back to the Duke's house in a swagger." Ye Yichen took his words, and a trace of anger flashed at the bottom of his eyes. Tianyou has been following him for many years. He has done things in his heart. How could he be so careless this time that he put such an important matter aside.

"It's because I didn't think well about it. I immediately took people to the Marquis's house of Zhenguo. I must let murongxue enter the side door of Prince Jing's residence in a small pink sedan chair within two hours."

King Jing has always been the God of war in Xu Tianyou's heart. No one in the world can surpass him, let alone hurt him. When he heard that King Jing had fallen into a mountain stream, he was flustered, so he only looked for King Jing and neglected their real purpose of coming here.

Fortunately, the ceremony of concubines is very simple, and there is no need to pay too much attention to auspicious time. As long as murongxue is carried into the palace of King Jing in a small pink sedan chair before midnight tonight, the concubine banquet of King Jing will be completed successfully.

Night Yichen faintly, with a deep voice: "no matter what you do, you should always keep your final goal in mind. Even if something is out of the ordinary, when you cut off the horizontal branch, you should also divide your mind and spirit. In your initial goal, remember not to neglect one and lose another, and forget your final goal."

"Yes Xu Tianyou nodded his head with dignified eyes, and was preparing to return to Beijing quickly. A man's voice of surprise came: "Lord Jing!"

Xu Tianyou followed his reputation, and saw a middle-aged man in official uniform riding a black horse to come quickly. He was followed by hundreds of bodyguards in military uniform and armed with long swords. Everywhere he passed, the smoke was rolling.

It was Commander in chief of the division of five cities, what is he doing here?

In doubt, the middle-aged man has come near, neatly turned over and dismounted, saluting Ye Yichen respectfully: "lower Officer Yang Tai, see Lord Jing!"

"No gift!" Ye Yichen looked at Yang Tai, and his voice was faint: "Lord Yang has always been sitting in the capital. Why did he suddenly bring his bodyguards here?"

Yang Tai stood up and said in a respectful voice: "return to Lord Jing. The lower official has received a letter from Lord Lin of Shun Tian Fu and brought people to search for Lord Jing."

Night Yichen eyes a Lin, heart suddenly Teng up a very bad premonition: "how to return a responsibility?"

"At noon, under the protection of the Houfu's bodyguards, Miss Murong of the Duke's residence of Zhenguo returned to the capital and went straight to shuntianfu and said

Yang Tai looks at Ye Yichen quietly. He looks pale. He should have been slightly injured. He has made several big cuts in his red suit. A piece of cuff is missing. The corner of his mouth can't help but draw. Although murongxue has repeatedly stressed that the guards of the Marquis of the town were accidentally injured, the 20 bodyguards were bruised and bruised, and the fool didn't believe it. After looking at the wound of King Jing, he looked very handsome Yi can think of the conflict between the two sides. As for the cause of the fight, it is not difficult to guess.

The private affairs of Prince Jing's house and the Duke's house of Zhenguo are beyond their control or dare not. They should do their own job well: "Miss Murong said that King Jing accidentally fell into the mountain stream. Please send someone from shuntianfu to rescue him. There is not enough manpower in Shuntian mansion, so Lord Lin asked the subordinate Officer..."The five city division of arms and horses is responsible for the city's public security and fire control. It has the largest number of people. It is most appropriate to ask them to search for people who have fallen into the water.

Night Yichen's face was gloomy and terrible, and a thick haze flashed at the bottom of his eyes: everyone in the capital knew that he had come to Murong's ancestral tomb with his bodyguards. He was injured by the guards of the Duke of Jing's residence when he thought about it with his toes.

Even if he didn't tell the truth, all the civil and military officials in the capital and the common people would have guessed that he could not marry murongxue as his side concubine, but paid himself to the mountain stream.

The prince Jing, who has made great contributions to the war, and the prince Jing mansion, which everyone reveres, have become the laughingstock of people after dinner.

Hello, murongxue, very good!

Ye Yichen's whole body was suddenly haunted by a layer of bloody murderous air. The sharp cold light twinkling in his eyes made Xu Tianyou have no doubt. If Murong Xue was here, ye Yichen would tear her up without hesitation: "don't worry, Lord Jing's mansion is famous, civil and military officials, and the people in the capital dare not talk nonsense!"

They just don't dare to discuss it openly. They must be laughing at him and the whole Yasukuni palace in private!

Night Yichen's eyes flashed a cold and cold light, and his hand under his sleeve was tightly clenched: he was just a dying disease seedling, and he dared to destroy his reputation accumulated for many years. It was really bold. She gave him such a large gift, and he naturally wanted to return to her and let her taste the taste of life is not like death!

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