Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

Yaoying's hand holding Tamaraga became stiff little by little, and the cold wind mixed with flying snow pounced on her face. Although the veil was separated, her cheeks were still blown cold.

She is not afraid of Zhu Luyun.

The survivors of Helong, headed by the Yuchi clan and the Yang clan, have established a covenant with her. They trust her not only because they value her as the princess of the Wei Dynasty, but also because they want to please Tamaraga. Zhu Luyun was a former princess, unable to recruit a large number of soldiers and horses, and did not understand the conflicts and entanglements between the various tribes. No matter what the purpose of her appearance here, Yuchi Dharma would not be inspired by her.

Zhu Luyun is not afraid.

The person Yaoying fears is Li Xuanzhen.

Zhu Luyun appeared in a place thousands of miles away from Chang'an. In the book, Li Xuanzhen can make all kinds of unbelievable crazy actions for her. When she finds that she is in the royal court, she will definitely leave everything behind and chase her.

No matter how many difficulties and obstacles they encounter, these two people can always turn the danger into a breeze.

Unfortunately, the people implicated in it are different.

Getting involved with them is usually not a good thing.

The reason why Yaoying and Li Zhongqian have had such a hard time these years is because of the anger of Li De and Li Xuanzhen. The Tang family is dead. In the eyes of the father and son, everyone must be buried for the Tang family, regardless of their innocence.

After Xie Wuliang died, Yaoying, Li Zhongqian, and Xie Manyuan could have returned to Jingnan to live a peaceful life. Li De did not allow them, and Li Xuanzhen refused to let them go.

Even if Li Zhongqian didn't fight, he would only have a dead end.

Li Zhongqian didn't argue, he was muddled and unruly - Yaoying understood that he didn't argue because he knew that once the dispute was over, he would only die faster, and he didn't want to hurt her and thank you.

He thought that everything could end when he died, but he didn't know that in Li De's eyes, they were his children, his courtiers, and they were destined to be squeezed and used by him for a lifetime, until there was no scum left.

The Xie family fought to death for him, and Li De was nothing but a sigh of loyalty.

The emperor is ruthless and unreasonable.

Yaoying knows very well that if she can return to the Central Plains safely and reunite with Li Zhongqian, the brothers and sisters must also face Li De and his son. This time she and Li Zhongqian will not exchange for life with patience.

Before that, she had to reunite with Li Zhongqian first.

But now Zhu Luyun suddenly appeared in front of her as if she had fallen from the sky, and Li Xuanzhen must not be far away.

Where is Li Zhongqian now? Does he know she is in the royal court?

Will he be in danger if he meets Li Xuanzhen?

A strong anxiety hit her heart, Yaoying's body was cold and her heart trembled slightly.

There were waves of melodious camel bells, mixed with Hu, Turkic, Persian, and Sogdian chants one after another. The mud wall facing the street was steaming, and the high-nosed Human lifted a huge furnace cover. , With iron tongs in his hands into the red-burning hearth, he quickly pulled out sheets of steaming naan cakes, and after a while, there were piles of naan cakes full of adult men's arm-length piles.

The freshly baked thin naan is full of aroma.

Yaoying returned to her senses and found that she had been standing in front of the restaurant staring at the pancakes. She shook her head, raised her face, and looked at Tamaraga. She was about to say a few witty words, her eyes met his, Wei Wei Startled.

He was wearing a light-colored headscarf and looking at her quietly with a pair of exposed blue eyes, as if he could see through all her fears.

The eyes staring at her were light, but there was a kind of soothing power.

Yaoying looked at Tamaraga, her heart gradually calmed down, she swallowed all the witty words, and whispered: "General, I just saw a person I met in Central Plains."

After finishing speaking, add one sentence, "I don't want to see her...but it doesn't matter if I see her, if I know that she is in the royal court sooner, I can watch out for her and the prince earlier."

After clarifying her thoughts, Yaoying let out a sigh of relief, stiffened her slightly swollen chest, and regained her spirit. The sorrow that had just floated between her eyebrows disappeared cleanly.

She let go of her hand holding Tamaraga, walked quickly to the restaurant, and bought a few thin naan cakes sprinkled with sesame seeds.

Only when you are full do you have the strength to figure out how to deal with it.

Tamara Gya stood there, staring at Yaoying's thin back.

Yaoying bought the bread and returned to Luo Jia without giving him the bread. The two went to a post in Shifang, using the identity of Akbayan, but they were told that the post, which is usually not full, was full.

I changed a house and it was full, and even the cellar was filled with merchants.

After changing several post houses, Yaoying couldn’t help but ask Tan Moroga, “Are there any festivals in the royal court recently?”

Tamara Gha shook his head.

A husky merchant next to him didn't find a place to live. He passed them, heard the words, grinned, and asked, "Are you not from the royal court?"

Yaoying replied: "Me and Lang Jun are from Yangmacheng."

Yangmacheng is a place where Han people live.

Hu Shang smiled and said: "No wonder you don’t know that the beginning of next month is the birthday of the Buddha. In order to rush to the holy city to pay homage to the Buddha before his birthday, people in a radius of hundreds of miles are driving to the palace. There are not many heavens and people. When the weather gets warmer, the road is full of believers who go to the holy city to pay homage to the Buddha! At that time it was lively and the city couldn't be crowded. Many people carried felt blankets on the road, and they were on the side of the road when they were tired. sleep."

Yaoying looked stunned, and looked up at Tamaraga. He grew up in the royal court, so he didn't know such an important day?

Tamara Gya wrinkled his brows lightly.

Yaoying turned her head and continued to inquire with Hu Shang.

She wore several layers of leather jackets, and she could still see her slender figure, long and charming eyes, and she knew at a glance that she was a young and beautiful girl. She spoke politely and had a sweet voice. Hu Shang was very happy to show her in front of her. She is very knowledgeable, he will answer whatever she asks, knowing everything.

Yaoying talked with Hu Shang for a while, her heart moved, and she pretended to ask inadvertently: "I saw Beirong people at the city gate just now. They were carrying a very grand sedan chair. They also went to the holy city to worship Buddha?"

The soldier who escorted Zhu Luyun had braided hair and a scimitar on his waist, dressed in what looked like Beirong costumes.

Hu Shang nodded: "You must be Princess Bei Rong."

Yaoying's mouth twitched: Why did Zhu Luyun become Princess Bei Rong again?

Hu Shang twisted his beard triumphantly, and then showed off: "Wahan Khan of Bei Rong was scared by our Buddha. He heard that Buddha's birthday is coming soon. He sent a delegation to send gifts to Buddha. Princess Bei Rong came with the delegation. It is said that the Khan received a princess from China and Han..."

Having said this, he coughed a few times, and his expression suddenly became ambiguous, "This Princess Bei Rong is a Han girl like Princess Wen Zhao of Buddha."

The two characters of Han and Nv are particularly emphatic.

Suddenly hearing her name, Yaoying's eyelids twitched, remembering the rumors she had heard in Gaochang, she felt guilty for no reason, and quickly turned off the topic, had a little laugh with Hu Shang, and took Tamaraga away.

After half an hour, Yaoying finally found a post house with a vacant room. She immediately asked her partner for a can of clean water, filtered it, and boiled it on the stove in the room. She also asked her partner to buy some unoiled fillings. The round thick naan cakes were placed on a plate and handed to Tamaraga.

"General, take some food and rest well."

Yaoying learned this from Yuanjue, and she remembered his taste.

Tamara Gha didn't sit down, watching Yaoying rushing around, her eyes fell on the back of her left hand and motioned for her to reach out.

Yaoying stretched her hand over.

Tamara Gha gently took off her leather gloves, and the color of the print looked a little lighter. He picked up a clean cloth towel and scrubbed her wound with clean water, dried the drops of water, and reapplied her with medicine. Wear leather gloves.

"The princess rests."

He had a cold tone and expressionless face, but the action of applying ointment to Yaoying just now was very gentle, and when his slender fingers brushed the back of her hand, he deliberately reduced his strength.

The colder he is now, the more gentle he is.

Like a stream of spring water stored in an ice cube.

Yaoying's heart jumped a few times, looked at Tamara Gamma suspiciously, then moved to the other side of the stove, and sat down cross-legged.

Tamara Gha ate some naan bread and continued to perform exercises and adjust her breath.

Yaoying put her cheeks in her hands, thinking about her heart, while guarding him. She chose the best room in the post house. She set up a felt tent by the fire. It was very warm without wearing a leather jacket. It was more warm than in the ice and snow on the mountain. Much more comfortable.

Before I knew it, the sky dimmed.

Yaoying went outside, ate some food, and returned to the stove to continue guarding Tamaraga.

As the night darkened, a few weird owl calls came from outside the window.

Tamara Gha slowly opened his eyes.

With a faint yellow candle flaring, Yaoying sat across from him with her chin in one hand, her expression tired, her red bloodshot eyes widened, but she didn't look much, she shook her head after a while, trying to stay awake.

Tan Moroga glanced at the candlestick, and under the short case there were piles of candle tears that had long been condensed into lumps.

She guarded him for another day.

Tamara Gaya swept his sleeves lightly, extinguished the candle, and said: "Princess set it up."

Yaoying was agitated, sitting subconsciously, her eyes widened, and she said nonsense: "It's okay, I'm not tired."

While speaking, he yawned.

The candlelight went out, and only a faint light from the stove was left. In the dimness, there was a light rustling noise in the room, a dark shadow flashed in front of Yaoying's eyes, and the tall and straight figure of a man suddenly appeared in front of her.

She stayed for a while, her hands stopped in the air.

Tamaraga stood in front of her, held her wrist, slowly leaned down|the body, the face covered with hideous wounds was getting closer and closer to her.

The fire was dim, and there was a thick darkness in the room, and his tension-filled body pressed her down, like a towering mountain, with a cold breath.

Yaoying looked dazed, met her quiet blue eyes, and held her breath.

Close at hand, his gentle breathing fell on her face.

Yaoying hid back for a while, and Tamaraga leaned closer.

There was a sudden strangeness on her neck. He held her with his left hand, gently opened her collar with his right hand, and put his fingers in. The black leather gloves did not know when they were taken off, and the dry finger pads pressed her warm and smooth. On her skin, there was pressure one after another.

Yaoying shuddered twice, before she had time to ask, she didn't know where his fingers had touched, and a feeling of fatigue surged, her body sore and dark, she fell into the arms of Tamaraga.

Tamara Gha caught Yaoying, her fingers continued to press the acupuncture points, listening to her breathing becomes longer, retracted her fingers, held her shoulders to help her lie down, pulled over the felt blanket to cover her, and gently pressed down the quilt. Horn.

The fire was reflected on one side of Yaoying's face, her eyebrows were picturesque, and a circle of light blue around her eye sockets.

Tamara Gha returned to the fire and continued to meditate.

The wind roared outside the post house, and an hour later, there was a sudden sound of rapid footsteps in the silent night sky, and someone was walking on the tile roof.

Tamara Gha opened her eyes and glanced at Yaoying who was on the other side of the stove. She turned over under the blanket and faced him, sleeping soundly, with no signs of waking up.

He got up and left the felt tent, closed the tent, left the room, and opened the outermost window.

A dark shadow groped into the room, stood still, saluted him, raised his face, and said, "The Regent, General Ashina has arrived in Shacheng. According to the instructions of the Regent, the general set a trap in Shacheng and captured them all. Most of the three waves of killers were captured young men from various tribes, and there were also royal families."

Tamara Gha asked, "How about General Ashina?"

The visitor replied in a low voice: "General Ashina was well prepared, only slightly injured, and a stabbing in his arm, the blood has stopped, there is no major problem."

After speaking, ask, "The general asks the regent for instructions, what should I do with those assassins?"

Tamaragarh took out a parchment scroll: "You want him to follow the plan and don't have to torture the killer."

The visitor respectfully took the parchment roll and stuffed it into his arms.

Tamara Gaya stood under the window and asked suddenly, "Beijing sent a mission to the royal court?"

The visitor hurriedly said: "The subordinates are about to report this matter. The Wang's birthday is coming. Except for the missions sent by Bei Rong, the missions of other countries have also arrived in the holy city... Not only Bei Rong sent a princess, now There are several princesses in the holy city. I heard that these princesses are as beautiful as flowers and have not yet been married."

Tamara Gha gave a faint hum.

The visitor bowed and walked out quietly.

Tan Moroga twisted his thick eyebrows lightly, staring at the night, for a while.

There was another creak in front of the window, and a figure carefully climbed and fumbled, got into the house, rolled on the ground, and got up to salute Tamaraga.

It was the order to inform the guards of each city lord of fate.

"The regent, I have asked about it everywhere. The city owners said that there is nothing unusual in the city, but the horses and horses are mobilized in the horse farm and the station of the garrison. Because the weather is freezing, many herdsmen’s cattle and sheep have frozen to death. I have to send someone to investigate in detail. The roster for this year’s garrison movement has not been drawn up yet. Only City Lord Yuexiao is drafting a list of recommended guards this month, and he has noted several changes of officers and soldiers on duty, and his subordinates have brought the draft documents came back."

Tamaragarh took over the papers.

Destiny lit a candle.

Tamara Gha opened the document, read it through ten lines with a faint candlelight, and raised his eyes.

The relationship between the five armies of the Royal Court, the major families and the garrisons of all the city-states and towns is complicated, such as intertwined, and there are more than a dozen volumes of parchment recording the annual exchange and rotation. However, he has a good knowledge of these. Things have been kept in mind all the time, just look at the directory of Yuexiaocheng to know which transfers are abnormal.

His face was calm, and he told Yuanjue: "You don't have to go to Yuexiao City anymore. Go directly to Shacheng and tell Ashina to be careful of the Xue family."

Yuanjue's heart tightened, and his voice should be in a low voice.