The princess' little concubine wants to reconcile [Rebirth]

In the middle of the night, the jars of wine drunk by the deserted people in the hall were piled high on the table, but outside the inn, there was a strong wind, and even the whole house was shaking non-stop.

"Is this house going to collapse?" Liu Meier asked worriedly.

Mo Yang couldn't help but said: "Don't worry, this small sandstorm should pass soon."

Liu Meier continued to eat dubiously, and waited for the fine sand to fall silently into the bowl, then looked at Princess Moyang who was still drinking by herself with some anxiety, and said, "But the roof tiles of this inn seem to be leaking sand."

"It's just a bit of wind and sand, Mr. Liu, as a seven-foot man, don't be so coquettish, okay?" Mo Yang poured the wine and handed it over, "As the saying goes, wine is strong and cowardly, if Mr. Liu is really scared, why not do this A bowl of wine, guaranteed to sleep till dawn."

"I have official business, so it's inconvenient to drink alcohol."

Liu Meier has never been a good drinker, so naturally she didn't dare to drink rashly.

"You are really boring." Mo Yang held the wine in one hand, but his expression had already noticed the guard at the railing upstairs.

When the group of people came in just now, Mo Yang felt that the martial arts of this group of people were not low, and it might have something to do with the forces that secretly followed him in the capital.

A powerful country like Mo is sometimes not all monolithic. The emperor of the Mo country is old and his body has become increasingly weak in recent years. The prince, Mo Tai, has very close contacts.

This time as an envoy to Jiang Guo, Mo Yang himself took the task of inquiring about Jiang Guo's military situation and making friends with the court ministers.

It is hard to guarantee that the third prince and the others will be in the way, after all, Mo Yang is not compatible with them on weekdays.

Those people in dark blue robes came down from upstairs and ordered the waiter to prepare food and hot water. Liu Meier couldn't help guessing when she heard them speak with an accent like the capital's official dialect while drinking tea.

"No matter what happens tonight, Lord Liu, please don't go out secretly in the middle of the night." Mo Yang went upstairs and returned to the room alone with the wine cup.

Liu Meier was a little puzzled, what did Princess Moyang mean by saying this suddenly?

After everyone was drunk, Liu Meier went back to her room and turned off the lights to lie down. The wind and sand whistling outside the inn still didn't stop, and the old windows were rattled.

Liu Mei'er couldn't sleep in the dark room, her hands and feet were sore and tight after traveling a long distance, but she was thinking about Sister Dai all over her head.

That faint fragrance lingered in Liu Meier's mind and never dissipated, but in the end Liu Meier couldn't get over the sleepiness and fell asleep.

Inside the inn surrounded by wind and sand, the hall was pitch-black.

Among them, a group of people sneaked through the corridors, and with swords in their hands, they easily stepped over the tables and chairs in the hall and rushed upstairs.

"Boss, I think the two groups who came today are not easy to mess with."

"It's useless, let's pick the little boy upstairs first!"

Suddenly a flame was lit and extinguished with a rustle.

"Boss, why doesn't this thing light up?"

"Fool, blow a few more times."

When another light came on, the person holding the torch turned around and was knocked down by a punch.

The fire pocket fell to the ground and went out again.

"Damn it, boss, someone beat me!"

"Bang" sounded again, and the big man fell to the ground. Suddenly, the group of people in the hall were so frightened that they fought each other with bare hands, and the nest suddenly became lively.

But because the wind was too loud, no one noticed a chuckle in the dark

Liu Mei'er, who woke up naturally after sleeping all night, opened her eyes to find that the room was still dark, she thought she woke up too early.

Liu Meier, who got up from the bed, groped her way to the window, and tried to open the window with her hand, but was blown dumb by the yellow sand covering the sky outside.

Finally, Liu Meier used all her strength to close the window again.

Because her eyes accidentally entered the wind and sand, Liu Meier was very uncomfortable, she poured some tea carefully to wipe it off, and only then did she see Qingming.

Liu Meier, who had never seen such a sandstorm before, was really shocked.

After Liu Meier lit the lamp, she opened the door and went outside.

I saw that the corridor was a little dark, only two or three lanterns for lighting. The corridor that was neat yesterday suddenly became dilapidated, and even the stair railing was broken in several places.

"Second brother, what happened last night?" Liu Meier asked the waiter who was cleaning the broken tea bowls on the ground.

I saw that most of the face of the waiter who turned around was swollen into buns, his eyes were red and purple with blood, but there was still a smile on his face, and he was very weird, "Guest officer, don't be surprised, there was too much wind and sand last night, so It just blew up a lot of things."

"You, your face was beaten, right?" Liu Meier felt the pain when she saw it.

But the waiter in the Piansheng shop shook his head enthusiastically and said, "It's nothing. Our inn has never had a fight in the 18 years since it opened. The little one fell over last night."

Liu Mei'er didn't quite believe what the waiter said, but seeing that he didn't want to say it, it was natural for her to ask.

The Mo people in the hall gathered together to drink wine early, but Princess Moyang was not among them.

Someone patted her right shoulder suddenly, Liu Meier subconsciously turned her head to look to the right, but she didn't see anyone.

"Master Liu, what are you looking at?" Mo Yang rushed out from the left behind.

The sudden sound made Liu Meier tremble, it seemed that Princess Moyang was deliberately playing tricks on herself.

"I didn't expect the wind and sand to get bigger and bigger last night. It seems that I can't even leave the inn these few days." Mo Yang saw that she hadn't recovered yet, so he said to himself.

"The wind and sand in this desert are really big." Liu Meier followed behind her downstairs.

Mo Yang responded with a yawn: "Don't underestimate the wind and sand, if you leave the inn now, it's hard to guarantee that no one will know what kind of undercurrent trachoma they were caught in, and maybe even the bones will not be found."

Liu Meier had read some desert records in books, but it was far less shocking than what she saw with her own eyes.

"Now I don't know if the soldiers and horses of the Mo country who came to greet Princess Moyang are safe." Liu Meier muttered worriedly.

"You have a kind heart." Mo Yang joked as he looked at Mr. Liu, who was clearly an official of the Jiang State but still cared about the soldiers of the Mo State.

Liu Meier entered the table and poured tea in response: "This is just human nature."

With such a big wind and sand outside, if the soldiers and horses of the Mo country did not seek shelter from the wind like themselves, they might have to suffer.

"By the way, how did Master Liu sleep last night?" Mo Yang directly reached out and took the tea that Master Liu had poured and drank it and asked.

"It's not bad." Seeing Princess Moyang taking the tea away without asking, Liu Meier had to pour another cup of tea by herself.

"I thought Master Liu would be tossing and turning thinking about this princess last night." Mo Yang teased while drinking tea.

"Ahem..." Liu Meier blushed from choking on the tea, thinking why this princess of Moyang always speaks surprisingly.

"But Mrs. Liu really needs to thank the princess last night." Mo Yang propped his chin with his hand, turned the teacup with his fingertips, and looked at the shopkeeper with red and swollen forehead at the counter.

"Where do you start with this?" Liu Meier asked in a daze.

"Looks like Mr. Liu really slept soundly last night." Mo Yang glanced at Mr. Liu who was unaware, and thought that if he hadn't acted himself, he might not even know that Mr. Liu was buried in a black shop.

But Mo Yang, who originally felt bored due to the wind and sand delaying the schedule, just took them to relieve his boredom.

Seeing that Princess Moyang answered irrelevant questions, Liu Meier thought she was teasing her again, so she didn't worry too much about it.

Because of the wind and sand, people in the inn couldn't go out, and most of the people in the desert gathered together to drink and fight, and the hall was too noisy for a while.

Liu Meier, who had nothing to do, went back to her room, planning to read a book to pass the time.

Between the corridors, Liu Mei'er walked in with the lamp in her hand, the doors and windows of the inn were closed tightly, making it very dark inside.

Those people in dark blue robes stood guard not far away, and Liu Meier was inexplicably nervous.

Last night, I saw that person sitting on a bamboo chair and wearing a veil entering the inn room, but he didn't seem to come out again.

Although Liu Meier was thinking about Sister Dai in her heart, she didn't want to break into other people's houses to find out.

Liu Meier, who entered the room from the corridor, raised her hand to close the door.

The lamp in his hand went out.

Now the doors and windows in the house are closed and there should be no wind.

The more she thought about it, the colder Liu Meier felt, her back became a little flustered.

There will be no ghosts in the house!

Liu Meier took hesitant steps, wanting to borrow a lamp outside the house for lighting.

A warm breath fluttered down from her neck, and Liu Mei'er couldn't move, she couldn't even speak.

The breath that fell on the back of the neck carried a little heat.When Liu Meier was hugged intimately, she almost cried from fright.

He's still a lecher!

Outside the house, people in the hall could faintly hear the sound of boxing games, but the sound of breathing was even more clear.

When the belt fell to the ground, Liu Meier was frightened and cried.

When silent tears rolled down her cheeks, Jiang Changdai stopped her original intention of punishing and scaring her.

Jiang Changdai fastened her clothes, then raised her hand to untie her acupuncture points, intending to ask her to explain clearly to herself.

Unexpectedly, she ran away immediately.

"There's a ghost!"

amount……

Mo Yang in the hall held the wine cup and looked at Master Liu who came down the corridor in a panic, "Master Liu, are you drunk?"

"Where did the ghost come from in the daytime?" Mo Ren beside him laughed after finishing speaking.

Liu Meier poked her sleeves to wipe away the tears from her eyes and said seriously: "There really are ghosts, ghosts..."

The words came to his mouth, but suddenly he couldn't speak them.

If a woman said she was molested, then others would care a little bit.

But he is a man to the outside world, I'm afraid it will only be regarded as a joke by them if he speaks out.

"Could it be that that ghost has something wrong with Mr. Liu?" Mo Yang looked at Mr. Liu who was hesitant to speak with interest.

Unsurprisingly, these words caused a lot of laughter in the hall, only Liu Meier was very helpless.

Because she was too frightened and frightened, Liu Meier didn't dare to go back to her room.

Most of the day, he only stayed in the bright place in the hall with Princess Moyang.

At night when the people in Mo went back to their rooms to rest one after another, Mo Yang saw that Master Liu was still unwilling to leave and asked curiously: "Could it be that there are ghosts?"

Liu Meier nodded.

"Then let's go and see if it's a human or a ghost." Mo Yang played with the crescent moon knife between his fingers, thinking that if it wasn't the people in the inn pretending to be ghosts, it might be the group of unkind people who came to make trouble.

The two came to the end of the corridor, but the door was still not closed.

Mo Yang raised his foot and kicked open the door, went in with a lamp in one hand and looked around.

Liu Meier didn't dare to go in, but stood outside with a lamp and waited.

But for a long time, Princess Moyang didn't come out from the room, and the timid Liu Meier hurriedly called out worriedly: "Princess Moyang, are you okay?"

The dark room suddenly became silent, as if Princess Moyang had been swallowed up just like that.

"Why are you silent?" Liu Mei'er could only enter the room impatiently, but then the door was slammed shut.

"Ah!" Liu Meier screamed in fright.

A human head popped out of the darkness, and the flickering light illuminated the distorted and hideous face of the head, which was too terrifying.

Liu Meier, who subconsciously wanted to escape, her legs went limp from fright.

"Haha." Mo Yang looked at Liu Meier who was slumped on the ground with a hearty laugh, "Master Liu, you are so easy to deceive!"

Liu Meier looked at Princess Moyang in panic, and asked with confusion: "Is it fun to be scary like this?"

Mo Yang nodded in response: "Well, it's not bad."

Liu Meier, who got up from the ground, lit up the lights in the house, and she was relieved.

"I think you are too timid, that's why you are suspicious." Mo Yang checked the doors, windows and wardrobe, and even knocked carefully on the bed board to see if there is a secret passage.

Liu Meier hesitated to speak, but said: "But I was really given by a ghost..."

Sitting on the bed, Mo Yang asked: "Could it be that ghosts really took advantage of you?"

"Hmm." Liu Meier pinched the corner of her robe with her fingertips, the corners of her eyes were sour, she just felt that she was sorry for Sister Dai.

"You are a man, logically speaking, even if the ghost really treats you lightly, you will be the one who takes advantage."

Liu Meier did not answer in a low voice, she is a real girl.

Mo Yang, who was about to stand up, suddenly saw a long shadow cast from the door, and then flew out the scimitar in his hand.

"Who is it!" Mo Yang hurriedly opened the door, but found that the scimitar was missing.

"What's the matter?" Liu Meier packed up her depressed mood and followed.

Mo Yang picked up the scimitar and frowned slightly: "Just now there was a back spirit spying on you."

Liu Meier looked at Princess Moyang in horror and asked, "Is the spirit behind it a ghost?"

"Yes, it seems that Mr. Liu is naturally prone to provoke these dirty things." Mo Yang's eyes rolled slyly and threatened a few words.

"Then, what should I do then?" Liu Meier didn't want to be given by that ghost again...

Before the words were finished, Princess Moyang entered the house, closed the door and said: "It seems that we can only wait for the rabbit."

Liu Meier looked puzzled at Princess Moyang lying leisurely on her bed.

Hmm, something seems wrong.

Mo Yang turned his head to look at the stupefied person, lying on his side enchantingly, and called: "Lord Liu, come here."

As early as when he was being followed, Mo Yang was confused as to who was the one who insisted on following him secretly all the time.

Now it seems that nine times out of ten the passer-by came for Master Liu.

"I, I won't go." Liu Meier sat at the table and dared not approach the bed.

"Then I can only wrong Mrs. Liu tonight." Mo Yang flicked his fingertips lightly, and the lamp went out immediately.

Liu Meier sat pitifully on a cold bench in the dark room, and now she dared not go anywhere.

In the middle of the night, the wind and sand outside the window continued, and the strong wind made the tiles of the inn's house vibrate continuously.

At this time, Jiang Changdai was even more restless, that Princess Moyang was in the same room with Meier.

How could Mei'er be so open-minded!

All night until dawn, Liu Meier slept on the wooden table with a sore back and sore back.

Mo Yang got up from the bed with a disappointed face and sighed: "It seems that the back spirit is not fooled."

Liu Mei'er asked wearily, "What's the trick?"

"Of course it is..." Mo Yang felt that if he said it out, maybe the spirit behind the back could see the clue from Lord Liu's words and deeds, "This is the secret method of catching ghosts. Do as I say, and make sure to catch the back spirit."

When the two came out of the house, not only the waiter of the inn was stunned, but even the Moren soldiers who accompanied them were dumbfounded.

My princess shouldn't like such a powerless scholar.

Everyone was eating in the hall, and the person who carried the bamboo chair out of the room was the first time out of the room.

Liu Meier glanced curiously, but then her ears were pulled.

"Master Liu, were you tired last night?" Mo Yang pretended to be kind.

"No, I'm not tired." Liu Meier was really startled by Princess Mo's awkward words and deeds.

But Mo Yang approached him relentlessly and said ambiguously: "Then let's continue what we did last night tonight."

Liu Mei'er could hardly respond as if her throat was stuck in her throat, she quickly sat a little further away.

If I had known Princess Moyang was talking about this method, Liu Meier would rather be ghosted...

Uh, it doesn't seem to work either.

This will make Miss Dai feel sorry.

"Hey, is it difficult for you to cooperate?" Mo Yang raised his eyebrows and changed his face instantly.

"I'm sorry." Liu Meier also knew that Princess Moyang was helping her.

Mo Yang fiddled with the vegetarian dish in front of him with his chopsticks and said, "Lord Liu, why don't you feed me?"

As soon as these words came out, all the deserted people in the hall wished they could raise their knives and hack the little boy to death.

Liu Meier reached out and grabbed her leg, so she took the initiative to pick up some vegetables and put them in Princess Moyang's bowl.

After a whole day, Liu Meier only felt that she was physically and mentally exhausted, not only because of all kinds of strange words and deeds of Princess Moyang, but more importantly, the accompanying Mo people always looked at her with extremely threatening eyes.

In the evening, before Liu Meier finished her meal, she was dragged into the house by Mo Yangzhong, pulling her sleeves.

When the door was closed, Liu Meier quickly pulled back her sleeves.

Mo Yang leaned against the door to listen to the sound in the corridor, frowned slightly and said: "Strange, why didn't you follow?"

Sitting at the table, Liu Meier lamented: "If it really doesn't work, forget it."

"No!" Once Mo Yang has something interesting to do, he must do it at that time.

After two days like this, the ghost didn't catch her, but Liu Meier was quite tired.

It was cold at night in October, and it was even colder at night in the desert.

Liu Meier, who had been sleeping on the wooden table, developed a fever one morning.

"Hey, there are no doctors in this wilderness." Mo Yang looked at Mrs. Liu who was twisting a handkerchief and applying it to his forehead.

Liu Meier rarely lay back on the bed and said: "Don't worry, it's just a low fever, as long as you rest well, you will be fine tomorrow."

"This princess is not worried about you." Seeing that her speech was clear, Mo Yang guessed that it might not be a serious illness.

After all, for Moren, who has always been physically strong, fever has rarely occurred since childhood.

When Mo Yang left the room at night, he was careful and put a string of thin-wire bells inside the door, so that if someone broke in, he would be able to detect the movement immediately.

The wind and sand whizzed past the window, Liu Meier's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and her complexion was also slightly red, her consciousness became worse and worse.

There was already a shortage of medicines in this frontier inn, and now the wind and sand are passing through the border, Liu Meier also knows how dangerous it is to be sick, so she can't help feeling very anxious.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Changdai reached out and stopped in front of the door, but her expression was very hesitant.

She has been in and out with the princess of the desert country these few days, and she has obviously left her affection with herself behind.

Then why should I care about her life and death?

When the door was slightly opened, Jiang Changdai saw the golden silk bell, and thought it was left behind by Mo Yang on purpose.

Jiang Changdai, who was light in stature, did not go through the door, but instead entered through the window instead.

Although the wind and sand outside were strong, Jiang Changdai could barely hold her own.

The lamp in the room that was about to burn out looked a little dark, Jiang Changdai slowly walked towards the bed, and saw Liu Meier who was covered in sweat.

She was sicker than imagined, her cherry lips became pale, her brows were tightly wrinkled and never let go.

"It's up to you to suffer." Jiang Changdai reached out and took off the kerchief on her forehead, and said resentfully that she wiped the fine sweat off her cheeks.

Although Liu Mei'er's body is better than that of her previous life, even experienced soldiers would find it strenuous during the month-long trek, let alone her who has no experience in martial arts.

"Sister Dai..." Liu Meier didn't know that she had burned too much, so her eyes were dazzled and she was still dreaming, "Meier, I miss Sister Dai so much."

Jiang Changdai withdrew the hand that was wiping her, pursed her thin lips and asked, "Do you miss me because you want to hang out with others?"

But Liu Mei'er couldn't really hear what Sister Dai said, her ears seemed to be buzzing non-stop, but she just stared straight at her repeated chanting: "Sister Dai..."

"Don't look at me like that." Jiang Changdai felt that her eyes were the most deceiving.

Even I really believed her sweet words.

The more Jiang Changdai thought about it, the more heartbroken she was, she no longer wanted to get entangled with her anymore, so she wanted to get up and leave.

"Don't, don't go..." Liu Meier weakly held Sister Dai's Weiliang hand with her fingertips, feeling extremely comfortable.

Jiang Changdai could feel that Liu Meier was burning badly, her hands were too hot.

If she doesn't care now, her life will be in danger.

Liu Meier watched Sister Dai leaning over with hazy eyes, with a foolish smile on her face.

But when sister Dai kissed her, but her teeth were filled with bitter concoction, Liu Meier was powerless to resist.

"Well……"

The clothes fell lightly on the side of the bed, as if the burning Liu Meier took the initiative to embrace the cold sister Dai, she sighed comfortably.

The sound of the wind and sand whistling past was like beating on the doors and windows, but this hazy but real dream made the weak Liu Meier fall asleep like a cat with nightmare feet.

When Liu Meier, who slept until noon, woke up, her clothes had already been changed, and there was no sister Dai beside the couch.

But the dream still left some images in Liu Meier's mind, and Liu Meier's cheeks flushed continuously when she turned her sideways.

Well, such a dream is so real.

Liu Meier, who thought it was a dream, only realized something was wrong when she sat up.

Such a sour real feeling is not something you can have in a dream.

Liu Meier pressed the quilt with eyes full of horror, and sat on the bed in panic.

God, could it be that pervert last night!

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