Marry Wang Yuyan at the beginning

"Young Master, I heard that you are going to Guishan Valley?" Bao Budong asked curiously.

"Although the culprit has been punished, the warm poison in the city is still going on. If no antidote can be found, there will definitely be troubles." Murong Fu said in a deep voice.

Bao BuTong said respectfully: "I heard that Guishan Mountain is not safe, why don't you bring us with you, Young Master?"

Murong Fu shook his head, and said in denial: "Gusu City is tentatively decided, the elder brothers need to stay and cooperate with Song Taishou to clean up the law and order, I will take Lang Xueci with me."

The four of them looked at each other with meaningful smiles.

Then he said, "I wish you all the best, my lord."

Chapter 53: Meeting Little Fish on the Road

a few days later.

Murong Fu took Lang Xueci, who had not yet recovered, to Guishan.

Bao BuTong even specially arranged a luxurious carriage for himself.

There are all kinds of daily necessities inside.

The key is to be big enough.

Moreover, before leaving, there was a mysterious sentence.

My lord, this carriage is well soundproofed and has a strong frame. Don't worry, people outside won't be able to see anything.

What he did was inexplicable.

what with what?

Serious people, who can understand these tiger and wolf words?

"Don't worry, Xiaofei, I've sent people back to Yanziwu, don't worry about your safety." Murong Fu comforted Lang Xueci when he saw Lang Xueci's preoccupied look.

"Well, thank you very much."

Lang Xueci tenderly frowned into a Sichuan shape.

Suddenly, there was a "wow".

Murong Fu took out Jiuhua Yulu Pills and fed them to relieve the pain.

"This elixir is extremely precious, it's really not worth wasting it on me." Lang Xueci refused.

Murong Fu felt the cold temperature coming from the opponent's hand, and said domineeringly: "No matter how precious it is, it is only for people to eat, open your mouth obediently."

"This…"

Lang Xueci was ashamed, not knowing how to answer.

He could only let Murong Fu open his mouth and put the elixir in.

"Thank you."

Murong Fu shook his head and said, "You should rest well, the journey is not close, you need to maintain your best condition."

"Yes, I see." Lang Xueci nodded obediently.

Closing his eyes, he kept fiddling with his index finger, thinking shyly, how do lonely men and widows live these days?

The most important thing is that her body is injured, and it is inconvenient for her to get in and out of the car.

You need someone to assist you when going to the toilet.

Doesn't this mean...

Murong Fu comforted Lang Xueci, sat cross-legged and began to practice.

Along the way, it was quiet.

An hour later, Lang Xueci's face became more and more shy, and he secretly glanced at Murong Fu, seeing that he was breathing steadily, he guessed that he was running Zhou Tian.

Enduring the pain in his body, he got up to urinate.

From time to time, the sound of flowing water from the small bridge can be heard.

Even though Murong Fu was practicing, he could hear clearly.

In addition, his mental strength was stronger than everyone else, and a scene was born in his mind, and he couldn't help but say:

"The autumn air is refreshing and the road is long, and the sound of the small bridge and flowing water is wonderful."

After Lang Xueci heard it, she wished she could bury her face under the wheels of the car.

After finishing in a hurry, he rolled his eyes at Murong Fu fiercely, and covered himself tightly with the quilt.

asshole!

Just listen to it, and recite saliva poems?

Murong Fu opened his eyes and saw that Lang Xueci seemed to be sleeping.

Also feel a little embarrassed.

What was in my mind before, I unconsciously read it out.

Just as he was about to ease the embarrassment, Ah Si, who was driving the car, yelled loudly.

"My lord, there seems to be a group of people fighting ahead."

Murong Fu didn't bother to pay attention, said: "Is there no other way?"

"No, this is the only way to go to Jiangcheng!"

As Ah Si said, he exclaimed again: "The young master seems to be Miss Nine?"

"Murong Jiu?" Murong Fu muttered.

There are many branches of the Murong family, all established by clan members who have given up their dream of restoring the country.

Murong Jiu is one of the separated people.

On weekdays.

There is almost no connection other than ancestor worship.

Ah Si was able to recognize him because he was Bao Tong's confidant and occasionally communicated with the branches of the branch family.