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Chapter 341 Riding Horse Back to Liangdu

The strong rising sun has never been stingy and gentle, always dyeing the emerald green color on the grassland into a dripping golden color.

A ray of gold thread passed through the dust and gently painted light colors on Shui Yanqing's eyelashes, and her eyelashes moved slightly due to the fluttering feeling brought by the wind.

Yi Quzheng couldn't help but want to smooth her eyelashes.

This woman obviously had nothing to be proud of, but she always easily crossed his line of defense and became a threat to him.

Yi Quzheng sighed slightly.

I'm afraid that at this time, outside the country of Xiliang, someone has already recounted that day.

I'm afraid that bringing her back to Xiliang will be a disaster, not a blessing.

But, for him to abandon her here and let her fend for herself, inexplicably, he couldn't bear it.

He called this, can't bear it.And, not love.

"Shuiyanqing, I hope, it was not a mistake for me to bring you back to Liangdu. I hope."

Yi Quzheng's slender fingertips passed through the warmth of the sun, and gently wiped away the dew from her eyes, and the fingertips were slightly wet.

The wet feeling mixed with the temperature of the sun directly reached his heart from his fingertips, causing an inexplicable pause in the cooling of the hot-blooded heart, and then followed by a throbbing feeling of more blood spurting, which made Yiqu Zheng froze.

No woman has ever made him feel like this.

Her drinking capacity is very bad.

As a result, within three or four hours, I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up.

Her cheeks were flushed, and under the golden sunlight, she felt a little hot.

Yi Quzheng saw God, and sighed slightly: "If you and I are not hostile, I'm afraid it's me who wants to..."

Lowering his eyes, he didn't want to speak any more.

He looped his fingertips to look like a whistle, put it by his mouth, and blew a clear whistle.

In an instant, the clear whistle sounded throughout the emerald green grassland where the sun was rising!
In the distance, on the hillside, a black horse figure appeared!

The bell on the horse's neck is very crisp, and with the sound of heavy hooves, it becomes clearer and clearer from far to near!

A thousand-mile horse, although far-sighted!
This is his mount, and he has followed him for more than ten years, and he has long been familiar with his whistle.

When he left Xiliang for the state of Chu, he intentionally arranged it not far from here.

He, Yi Quzheng, can't trust people, but he can trust his horse.

People will betray.And horses, no.

The horse will be loyal, go forward bravely, fulfill the master's order, and complete its own mission.

Under the morning sun, the horse's hooves were raised high, against the background of a round sun, the horse neighed and stopped proudly.

You can still smell the strong smell of grass on the horse's front hooves.

"Hey, switch on the electricity. You are really still waiting for me here. Good job."

Yi Quzheng patted the horse's back with satisfaction, his love and compassion were beyond words, and the horse put its head close to his palm, acting like a baby softly.

"Cut the electricity, we are going to bring a girl back to Liangdu, you have to hurry up. Otherwise, the delay will be delayed, and I am afraid that the father will blame you. Do you understand?"

Yi Quzheng smiled, and talked with the horse in a discussing tone, as if talking to an old friend, without the slightest gesture of the owner.

The horse also chirped softly, as if it understood what he said.

"Okay. Then we'll set off."

Yi Quzheng embraced Shui Yanqing, leaped onto the horse, waved his whip, and gave a clear "drive--", the horse let go of its hooves, and Junyi headed in the direction of Liangdu extremely fast. Gone.

The tip of the grass under the horse's hooves swayed slightly with the touch of the horsepower, and the crystal dewdrops "plopped—" fell into the black soil, moistening the golden and emerald green land.

Under the rising sun, there are two figures of a horse and a horse, galloping freely.

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Liangdu.

Above the white gold-rimmed tent, a tall yellow flag fluttered with the wind, and was blown straight by the wind, sharp as a knife.

The word "cool" capitalized on the flag is eye-catching and dazzling, and from a distance it seems to be painted red with blood.

And inside the tent, the singing of Yingge and Yanwu kept coming, and after the hearty cheers from the King of Xiliang, there was a woman's delicate voice persuading him to drink: "My lord, let me have another drink~ My concubine will fill it up for you~"

"Feixue, come and kiss me this wine, and I will drink it in one gulp." The king of Xiliang's cheeks were slightly red, and he was a little drunk. He put one hand on Murong Feixue's bare shoulders, his eyes slightly With a hint of drunkenness, he said with a teasing smile.

He squeezed Murong Feixue's sharp chin with one hand, and leaned forward forcefully to kiss her, but was blocked by Murong Feixue's coquettish "Hate~" with a flick of his sleeves, and the cuffs fell to the west. What King Liang saw in front of him was infinitely coquettish and shy.

It is very seductive.

The king of Xiliang failed to succeed with a kiss, and seeing her provocative intentions again, with the help of alcohol, burning flames burst into his eyes, and the desire to conquer appeared in the pupils of the king on the grassland.

He stared straight into Murong Feixue's eyes, the majesty suddenly appeared on his face, he hooked him into his arms, and with a little force with his fingertips, he clasped her body, causing her to hum softly , Let the flames in his eyes burn up again.

"Get out!"

The king of Xiliang didn't even wave his hand, but only restrained his desire and said the word majesty. The Yingying and Yanyan who were performing the dance in the tent immediately stopped their graceful and moving dance, and said in unison delicately: "Yes!" . Your Majesty." Then he stepped back out of the tent.

In the tent, only Murong Feixue and the King of Xiliang were left, cuddling each other in the attitude of the King of Xiliang who was full of desire to conquer.

Murong Feixue had the intention of dodging in his eyes, but he was tightly bound by Xiliang Wang, unable to escape, and she was not prepared to escape either.

"My concubine, I am the king of this grassland, and now, I want you to submit to me and please me."

The flames in the eyes of the King of Xiliang were already accompanied by his shortness of breath, so he pressed Murong Feixue under him, and with a "swipe—" he roughly tore off the clothes covering her body.

Despair flashed in Murong Feixue's eyes, a tear filled his eyes, he held back, swallowed it back, and what was replaced was a deep red hatred!
The King of Xiliang was already impatient, he was eager to conquer the city on Murong Feixue's body, his thick and greedy breath filled the surroundings of the two of them, making people's ears blush.

Just when the king of Xiliang was about to take the next step, he saw the curtain being lifted at once. A soldier hesitated for a moment when he saw this scene, and avoided reporting: "Report to the king..."

"Idiot! What's the most important thing to get involved in this matter?" The King of Xiliang roared angrily.

"Your Majesty, Prince Yiquzheng, you have returned with what you asked for."

(End of this chapter)