[Female general of the Yang family] Husband's rescue plan

That night, the starry night was dim, and the bright moonlight was obscured by a thin layer of mist, and only a faint cold light could be seen vaguely.

Cheng Gang, who came out of Mu Wenqing's room, came to the courtyard and looked at the open sky.The fingers hidden in the large sleeves of the toga moved, and a sigh escaped from his mouth.

No matter how many times you count, the result is the same.He stood with his hands behind his back and whispered a few words to the servants beside him.The servant bowed and nodded and left the courtyard.After a while, some paper money for sacrifices was sent to Cheng Gang's courtyard.

Cheng Gang thanked him, lit a handful of yellow paper against the moonlight, and put it in a brass basin to burn.The cold wind blew up, blowing bursts of gray smoke.

Cheng Gang was expressionless, and Yang Paifeng, who had been hiding by the tree, was worried by his appearance.She hesitated, stepped across the grass, squatted beside Cheng Gang, took some yellow paper and put it in the copper basin.

"Why are you here?" Cheng Gang said.

Yang Paifeng didn't answer.

Cheng Gang saw that Yang Paifeng kept adding yellow paper to the basin, and a broad palm grabbed her wrist: "Do you know who I am worshiping?"

Yang Paifeng said: "Of course I know."

Cheng Gang shook his head: "Since you know who the person I worship is, you still put it in the basin..."

Yang Paifeng suddenly shook off his hand and stood up: "Ren Daoan, I understand. But he is also your master."

Cheng Gang didn't speak.Fortunately, Yang Paifeng spread out his words and said: "Yes, he is the enemy of our Yang family, and even our Song Dynasty. But he is also the master who has raised you for more than [-] years. I know you are very sad, so Come to comfort you..."

Cheng Gang was silent.Everyone can understand his extremely complicated emotions towards Ren Daoan.He is his tutor and benefactor; he is also a traitor and a ruthless careerist.How many lives have been killed by a mere Tianmen Formation.Yang Paifeng was able to let go of his suspicions and ran over to accompany him. I have to say that he was very touched.

The first smile appeared on the melancholy face today.

Seeing that he was much more relaxed, Yang Paifeng immediately put down a big stone in his heart.

In the dark night, the wind is cold.Cheng Gang felt that even the flames burning in front of him were not as good as the warmth in his heart.He changed the subject: "Why do you have time to come here? Don't Miss Mu and Marshal Yang not need you to take care of them?"

Yang Paifeng said sullenly: "The princess is taking care of the marshal, Zong Bao and Miss Guiying are taking care of Wen Qing." Thinking of Yang Zongbao and Mu Wenqing's pair, Yang Paifeng sighed.

Earlier, because Jianglongmu was hostile to each other, after turning the enemy into a friend, Yeluhaonan came to make trouble.Recalling Mu Wenqing's right hand with severed meridians, Yang Paifeng felt very sad.

It is estimated that in the future, I will never be able to practice martial arts again.As for Mu Wenqing's extraordinary martial arts skills, he might become a member of the Yang family in the future.

Cheng Gang glanced at Yang Paifeng lightly, wondering what she was sighing in his heart, and he said: "Although Miss Mu's right hand is useless, Yeluhaonan's right arm is also useless. Besides, my master is dead. I want to break the Daliao , just around the corner."

Yang Paifeng sat on the ground, and said slowly: "I'm not worried about this. I just... I just feel sorry for Zongbao and Wenqing. The two of them can't be together, why...why can't God make them perfect?" ? If something really happens to Miss Mu, I can't imagine what will happen to Zongbao!"

"Don't worry, if there is anything wrong with Miss Mu, Yeluhaonan will not have a good result. Have you forgotten today? Believe me, Miss Mu's character will never let Yeluhaonan take advantage of it."

Yang Paifeng looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"

Cheng Gang nodded innocently: "Of course." When has he ever let her down!

After getting an affirmative answer, I let it go with a heart hanging all the time.

At this time, in the guest room of Tianbo Mansion, Yuan Luo helped Yang Zongyuan who had just finished drinking the medicine to lie down.

"Husband, please slow down." Yuan Luo was careful, for fear of hurting him.

Yang Zongyuan lay on the bed and patted her hand lightly: "I'm fine."

Yuan Luo's calmed emotions were brought up by Yang Zongyuan's words.

Outside, there was a knock on the door.

Yuan Luo wiped away her tears and went to open the door.

When I opened the door, I saw an unexpectedly big man standing there.

Yuan Luo was stunned for a moment, and then said pleasantly: "Taijun, you are here, come in and sit down."

Madam She entered the room with a smile.

Yang Zongyuan heard that it was Taijun She who came, and struggled to get up: "Taijun..."

Madam She went over to help him lie down: "There is no need to be polite." Madam She looked at the man in front of him, feeling more and more familiar.Thinking of him saving Zong Bao's life, my heart became more and more cordial: "Thank you Mr. Yang today."

Yang Zongyuan smiled weakly: "As long as my brother should."

Hearing this, Madam She didn't think too much, only thought that the two parties had sworn sworn brothers.She likes Yang Zongyuan even more.

"No matter what, I still want to thank you. Zong Bao is the only seedling of our Yang family. If something happens to him, hey..." Empress She was terrified.

Yang Zongyuan felt sore, he clenched his fists under the quilt, he struggled a few times, and looked at Yuan Luo.Their husbands and wives are connected, and with Yuan Luo's secret encouragement, Yang Zongyuan finally said, "No."

"What did Mr. Yang say?"

"Zong Bao is not the only child of the Yang family."

Madam She was puzzled: "What does Mr. Yang mean?"

Yang Zongyuan propped up his upper body, and met Madam She's probing eyes.His eyes are full of admiration: "Taijun remembers Yang Jiasilang."

As soon as the words fell, Madam She staggered, almost unable to hold the leading crutch.

"What did you say……"

In the middle of the moon, Mu Guiying knew that Yang Zongbao was worried about Wen Qing, but fortunately he didn't argue with him, leaving him alone in the room.

There was only one lamp lit in Nuo Da's room, and the light flickered on and off.Yang Zongbao paced around the room for a while, but he couldn't calm down his worries after all.He sat on the side of the bed, took Mu Wenqing's hand, and clenched it tightly.

The affection in his eyes can drown people.

"Qing'er, wake up." He kissed her deeply on the back of her hand, expressing his simplest desire.

No matter how affectionate the words were, Mu Wenqing couldn't hear them now.She was struggling in her sleep.This struggle stems from breaking free from Yeluhaonan's control.The contest of willpower is not without difficulty.

Yang Zongbao wiped the sweat from her forehead.Whisper in her ear:

"When you wake up, we'll get married..." The voice faded away, Yang Zongbao reached out to stroke Mu Wenqing's pale cheek, his mind was firmer than ever.

When you wake up, we will get married.

We will never be apart again.