In a small expanse of land after Jie City came out, the horse galloped straight to the mountains and forests in the distance.

The two horses could not stop until they were at a broad height in the mountains and forests.

Murong yuan didn't say a word, but looked up at the sky. Su Yunchu only stood beside him, but looked at the little light emitted not far from the foot of the mountain. It was the villagers' house outside Jiecheng.

However, after only one cup of tea, with a hoarse cry in the air, a carrier pigeon fell straight on Murong yuan's outstretched hand, and there was a beacon on its leg.

Su Yunchu's eyes flickered slightly. After glancing at Murong yuan, he reached out and took down the carrier pigeon in Murong yuan's hand.

There are few special pieces of paper in the letter box, but it only talks about the same person and the same thing - a small military doctor named Su San appeared in the military camp and often accompanied King Jing. This person can not be underestimated. Three lines of defense were broken, which is suspected to be related to this person.

Su Yunchu and Murong yuan looked at each other and saw the same look in each other's eyes - an urgent letter sent back to the capital by Li Wei.

"How to deal with Huaiqing?" Su Yunchu looked up at Murong Guan with a light smile in his mouth.

Murong yuan put the letter paper away, rolled it up and put it into the letter box. He moved elegantly and slowly. He seemed to be doing something unimportant. He looked down at Su Yunchu. "Ah Chu, the day of the wedding is coming."

Then he handed the carrier pigeon to Su Yunchu. "Ah Chu has the wound medicine on him?"

Su Yunchu smiled. These days, in fact, she had a slight guess about the idea in Murong yuan's heart. She only took the carrier pigeon in Murong yuan's hand, took out a small bottle from her sleeve, poured the powder in the bottle on the carrier pigeon's leg, and then handed the carrier pigeon to Murong yuan's hand, "Na!"

Murong yuan looked at his series of movements, and his lips smiled. He took over the carrier pigeon in his hand, but as soon as he raised his hand, the pigeon flapped its wings and flew to the south.

Murong yuan blinked and said to Su Yunchu, "ah Chu, not only that, I also brought a letter back to the capital two days ago. I'm afraid that in ten days, the world will know that the future Princess Jing is the one who dominates the battlefield of Beiliang and destroys the three lines of defense set up in Beiliang ten years in one month."

Hearing this, Su Yunchu raised his mouth slightly and looked at him with a burning smile. "Since my husband is famous all over the world, should I be weak and nameless?"

Listening to Su Yunchu's words, Murong yuan chuckled, "in this way, the days after ah Chu will not have the stability you expected."

This was originally just a joke, but Su Yunchu looked at Murong yuan with a very positive face, "Huaiqing, different people have different opinions on how to live a stable life. In my opinion, the comfortable life of the Song family and Jiangnan is also called stable, and the days in the Soviet house can also be called stable, but it is boring. The days in the king Jing's house in the future can also be called stable, but that's not the life I want. My dear woman, this task is really arduous. I can't do it. Compare it with you The bumpy and dangerous battlefield in my eyes is my usual life. "

Looking at Su Yunchu so positive, he raised his eyes slightly. His eyes were firm and persistent. Murong yuan raised his hands slightly, but he hugged Su Yunchu's slightly thin waist and brought some to himself, "but ah Chu said to be quiet and stable in the world."

He remembered what she said.