Datang Fenghua Road

"Your Majesty and the Empress?" Wang Lingxue was startled for a moment, but she couldn't help worrying: "I hope God will bless you and make sure nothing happens."

Wang Lingyun suddenly smiled and joked: "Sister, are you worried about your father-in-law and mother-in-law? It's better for my younger brother to launch a rebellion in Goryeo and cooperate, and then get Li Shimin to seal me the title of Duke of a country. Let's ask for another one. Marriage certificate, I will marry you into the house in a serious way..."

"You're going to die!" Wang Lingxue blushed, pinched her brother hard, and said angrily, "I'm pregnant before marriage, and my sister is ashamed to death, have you forgotten our agreement? Please save my life once, and then again in this life. No worries."

Wang Lingyun just smiled, looking at the expression clearly in disbelief.

"Saving it once is nothing to worry about? Hehe, my sister has learned to lie to herself. How can she conceive a child once? As far as I know, there have been at least 30 times..."

But he didn't dare to say these words in his heart, otherwise his sister would be really angry.

The sister and brother slowly walked back to the village. At this time, some villagers in the village were awakened by Han Yue's shouting not long ago. They were hiding at the door and looking around. Hundreds of swordsmen were constantly patrolling the village. Salute, with fear and admiration on his face.

Wang Lingyun nodded slightly at the swordsmen, and ordered, "Wait a few village women to get up and ask them to come over for a late night snack..."

"Follow the orders of the great commander, we will smash the door and call for people!"

Wang Lingyun let out a "hmm" and didn't care about the immorality of waking people up in the middle of the night. He pondered for a while and then said: "Is there any ginseng brought by the commander in the Koryo Palace? Take one out and chop it up." Make soup, my sister went out in the middle of the night to blow the wind, drink some in advance to prevent illness."

"Okay, the commander waits a moment, and your subordinates will go get a hundred-year-old ginseng!"

The Swordsman Guard hurriedly left, and Wang Lingyun continued to walk slowly with his sister. Occasionally, he would look at the north in the night, and he kept speculating in his heart, thinking: "He is in a hurry to return to the Central Plains, and the army that attacked Goryeo has no one to stand in. What should I do? Shouldn't he seize this opportunity? If he succeeds, he will be completely devastated within five years..."

"Little brother, I'm a little tired, you help me find a place to rest!" Wang Lingxue suddenly raised her head and smiled, and said softly: "By the way, let me make some more supper, and you can accompany my sister to eat and drink!"

Wang Lingyun sighed softly, looking at her sister's glittering eyes, her heart became more and more entangled.

He was fighting for a long time, and his face changed. Wang Lingxue was quietly supported by him and did not speak. For a long time, he did not see his little brother's movement. The girl's eyes flashed a few times, and suddenly she lowered her head and coughed loudly.

Wang Lingyun was startled and said subconsciously, "Elder sister, but you're suffering from a cold? You've been pregnant for four months. My brother told you not to walk around, but just didn't listen..."

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired!" The girl said that it was okay, but her delicate body shivered a few times. This time Wang Lingyun didn't care about any conspiracy and tricks, and hurriedly helped her back to the house, but he He jumped out of the door again, and in the blink of an eye came a loud roar of scolding.

"Call me all the Korean imperial physicians in the team..."

In the house, Wang Lingxue smiled secretly, and gently stroked her belly with her little hand, a hint of slyness flashed in her eyes.

"Don't blame your mother, little guy, your uncle is definitely not your father's opponent. It's better for me to use means to stop his ambitions than to be beaten to death by your father in the future."

The girl kept stroking her abdomen, and her pretty face showed a radiance of kindness.

But the father of the child she spoke of ran all the way, and two hours later, he had reached Shenyang City in the northeast.

"Bring Jing'er's fist and fur, this king has an urgent matter to ride..."

He stood at the door of the house and did not enter. Taking advantage of the night, he grabbed a guard guarding the gate and hurriedly issued an order to lead the horse. In the end, he did not forget to ask, "Don't tell Doudou and others."

Although the guard was bewildered, he did not dare to disobey the orders of the lord. The guy quickly found the groom in the mansion, and then secretly got Quan Maojing out.

Han Yue got on his horse, patted the horse's butt lightly with his palm, and said warmly, "The six BMWs, you are number one. Whether you can travel thousands of miles this time depends on your ability."

Chapter 485 Conflict at the Gate of Chang'an City

Fast travel, fast travel, fast travel, horse hooves flying and taking advantage of the bright moon, looking at the road in front of the Central Plains from a distance, thinking differently.

The night is full of stars like water, and the bright moon shines in the sky, but under the moonlight, the earth is full of dust, and a horse is like an arrow flying from the string, riding across thousands of mountains and rivers, galloping all the way west.

Han Yue's face was silent, and he sat on the horseback and galloped. Li Shimin had six peerless BMWs, each of which was a mount that had been chosen from thousands of people. The spirit, the fist hair 騧 also seems to be able to feel the mood of the owner, flying all four hooves and running wildly, it really has the speed of traveling thousands of miles a day.

"The mother's illness can only be hanged for eighteen days..."

There were light spots in Han Yue's eyes, and it was not until this night when no one was on the road that the tears from the corners of his eyes rolled out.

There is no reason for it, he is now a big man, and every move affects his subordinates and enemies. Even if he wants to cry, he can only cry in a place where no one is there, and he cannot let people see his vulnerable side.

"If you were a gangster back then, you would cry if you wanted to, scold you if you wanted to, laugh and scold and no one would care, but now you can't..."

The night wind howled past the corners of his eyes, blowing Han Yue's tears into a string of crystal waterlines. He raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, feeling his chest was extremely congested.

How can a person have no conscience?

Although Han Yue came from later generations, he enjoyed countless shelters from his eldest grandson when he was young. It was a silent mother's love.

He was an orphan in his previous life, but he has enjoyed the warmest maternal love in this era. Few teenagers in the world are happier than him.

"Good man, it's up to you, let's work harder, we'll arrive at Chang'an in three days..."

Han Yue patted his fist and whispered softly, as if he was not talking to the horse, but regarded the mount as a good friend who helped him.

Manpower is sometimes poor. Although he is now a master of martial arts, his internal strength is also the best in the world. If he travels a short distance, his light kung fu is definitely faster than a horse, but it is more than 3000 miles from the northeast to Chang'an. If you can't live, you have to rely on BMW.

Fist Maojing suddenly made a neigh, and it was already running like the wind, and it accelerated by three points. The strong night wind blew through the horse's mane. The horse's neck and abdomen were drenched with sweat, and it was faintly like blood in the moonlight.

Sweaty BMW has unparalleled foot strength. When it leaves blood red sweat, it is also the fastest time.

As expected of a BMW in the world, Han Yue sprinted with all his might, and Han Yue only felt the wind on his face, and the scenery on the side of the road receded rapidly, as if the passing light was elusive.

Instead of riding a horse all the time, he jumped off the horse every tea time, and then hurried forward with light work, which could save Quan Maojing's strength to the greatest extent.

When his internal strength is weak, he will jump on the horse's back to rest again. Fist Mao Jing has a psychic temperament, and he does not need to be commanded on the road.Han Yue took the opportunity to recover his inner strength, and then jumped off his horse and ran wild again.

Such a one-man, one-horsepower cooperation, the speed is really appalling.

After two hours passed, I actually entered Shanhaiguan...

In ancient times, one hour is two hours of later generations, and two hours is four hours of later generations. It is 75 kilometers from Shenyang City to Shanhaiguan. However, one person and one horse rushed there at a speed of more than [-] kilometers per hour, which is almost the first level of later generations. The speed limit of the highway.

Shanhaiguan has a garrison of the Tang Dynasty and a small town that can supplement his self-cultivation. However, Han Yue rode his horse across the pass from a small road, and then took a short rest by a small river in the mountains.

After rushing for more than 300 kilometers, that is a distance of nearly [-] miles, and [-] miles in four hours. Even if the future generations are driving, they will be a little tired, not to mention that Han Yue still rides a horse.

The people were sleepy and the horses were tired and needed to supplement food and water. Han Yue took out a piece of jerky and bit it fiercely, but the fist-haired scorpion drank and neighed by the river, and then gnawed at some tree bark.

In the late winter and early spring, when there is no grass on the earth, this BMW understands human nature deeply and knows that its owner is eager to hurry, so it is willing to eat the bark to replenish its strength.

Han Yue's heart was moved when he saw it, and he suddenly remembered that there was forage in the system. He hurriedly exchanged some and threw it away, and said warmly, "Look here, good man, how is this fine feed? Let's have enough food and drink. Let's make another wave later... …”

Fist Maojing neighed, turned the horse's head and licked the back of his hand, Han Yue pushed its horse's head away, and then leaned on the horse to continue eating.

Half an hour has passed, one person and one horse are full of energy, Han Yue suddenly bounces under his feet, and the whole person rushes on the road again.Fist Maojian in the back let out a neigh and raised his hooves to chase after him.

After running for a cup of tea, Han Yue's strength nearly subsided, he jumped on the horse's back, and let the mount support him to continue on...

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One person and one horse galloping like this, resting every two hours, and then cooperating with each other to rush on the road, this method is almost the fastest speed in the world, even if the long distance travels thousands of miles, Guanshan Wanlu shines and is left behind.