Chapter 202 (1/2)

Wu Siyuan pressed chiyun Yuexuan's shoulder: ”general, please keep calm. The general is in a hurry. If you don't control your mood, it will only aggravate your illness. Everyone in the camp has been mobilized to look for the princess. General, please be quiet and wait for the news. ”

Chiyun Yuexuan's eyes were full of tears: ”you dare to cheat our general, didn't you say you found it? No, I'm going to find it myself. ”

Wu Siyuan hurriedly presses chiyun Yuexuan's shoulder with his strength, holds his hand in chiyun Yuexuan's hand, and gets up to put him down in front of the bed. Wu Siyuan gets up and chases after chiyun Yuexuan helplessly.

Chiyun Yuexuan stumbled and didn't walk out a few steps. His legs were soft and he knelt on the ground in front of the camp. He fell on the ground feebly, thumped on the ground and cried out: ”are you hiding from this general, is Ning'er dead...” He let out a series of swallows.

Wu Siyuan holds up chiyun Yuexuan, takes him back to the account, and places him on the bed.

Wu Siyuan said softly: ”I will understand the general's mood at the moment. No matter how anxious he is, it won't help. Although the princess did not fall, someone found her other shoe far away. The fact that the princess can run so far is enough to show that she is not in danger. Please calm down, general. If the princess comes back and sees that the general is ill, the princess will be sad. ”

Chiyun Yuexuan reluctantly closed the eyes of the Phoenix, tears continued to flow down from the corner of his eyes. Yang suo'er of picking mulberry tightly hugs together, dare not make any sound, for fear of stimulating chiyun Yuexuan. The whole account was shrouded in a gloomy cloud.

At dawn, chiyun Yuexuan fell asleep. From time to time, Qiao bin pokes at the forehead of chiyun Yuexuan, wipes his neck with wine and cools him down. Chiyun Yuexuan didn't get better, and her body was getting hotter and hotter.

Chiyun Yuexuan holds Murong Zhining's hand, and they stroll in a red sea of flowers. The sea of flowers is full of countless bright flowers like flame. Their petals are curled outside, dragging the long golden stamens, which are mysterious and elegant.

Chiyun Yuexuan can't remember the name of the flower for a while. He looks at Murong Zhining and wonders: ”Ning'er, what are these flowers? So beautiful. ”

Murong Zhining smiled and said: ”this is Datura, also known as the white flower on the other side, also known as the netherworld flower. It is said that it is blooming in hell.”

Chiyun Yuexuan shook his head: ”no, this flower is clearly bright red.” When he looked at the flowers again, the whole flower sea was full of white flowers.

Murong Zhining pulls out the hairpin, stabs her finger, and drops her blood on the white flower: ”since the general likes red, Ning'er will dye it red with her own blood.” Chiyun Yuexuan exclaimed, and a large area of madurova gradually turned into a bloody manzhusahua.

Chiyun Yuexuan holds up Murong Zhining's face, and sees that she is wearing an extremely luxurious rear crown, with rows of golden stripes hanging on the back crown, which is inlaid with dazzling stones of various colors, which makes her white and flawless cheek like lanolin jade, like a dream.

Chiyun Yuexuan's face was surprised: ”Ning'er, how can you wear the Queen's dress and the crown?”

Murong Zhining's smile is very charming. The pear vortex on her lips seems to make chiyun Yuexuan fall into it: ”Xuan, what's wrong with you? Shouldn't Ning'er wear the Queen's dress? Look at you. ”

Chiyun Yuexuan looked down and said: ”how could Xianggong wear a dragon robe? Xianggong, is this the river and mountain against the fire? ”

Murong Zhining raises her hand and arranges the silk sash hanging from the top of the sky crown: ”Xuan, don't you want to marry Ning'er? Today is our wedding day! ”

Chiyun Yuexuan suddenly realizes, and takes Murong Zhining's hand to move forward.

In front of the Han white jade railings stood a tall figure in a crimson Dragon Robe. He slowly turned around and smiled and held out a hand.

Chiyun Yuexuan sees the fire beacon turning around. He grabs Murong Zhining's hand nervously. Murong Zhining tries hard to break away the palm of chiyun Yuexuan, runs forward, puts the delicate jade hand in the palm of Yanfeng, smiles at each other, turns around and walks up the steps holding hands.

Chiyun Yuexuan hurried to catch up with him, and a piece of linen curtain was in front of him. A Taoist raised the cloth curtain to chiyun Yuexuan: ”free face-to-face, no money. That little lady has a strange life. She is born with a phoenix style and a dragon style. She also controls two dragons. I'm amazed! ”

Chiyun Yuexuan pushes away the Taoist and chases up the steps. The front is filled with dense fog, Murong Zhining and Yanfeng hand in hand, disappeared in the fog.

Chiyun Yuexuan kneels on the ground and looks up to the sky to make a lament.

Qiaobin changed a wet napkin and explored yunyuexuan's forehead: ”finally, I woke up, and the temperature on my forehead also receded. General General... ” Qiao bin reaches out his hand and shakes tentatively in front of chiyun Yuexuan.

Qiaobin's floating voice came from chiyunyuexuan's ear. He grabbed qiaobin's waving hand in front of his eyes and said: ”Yanfeng, you give back Ning'er to me...” When they heard the words, they looked at each other.

Qiao bin patted the shoulder of chiyun Yuexuan with his hand: ”general, be quiet. It's me, jobin. General, are you confused

Chiyun Yuexuan's eyes were distracted and his eyes were staring at the top of the tent. He could not tell whether it was a dream or a reality.Caisang and Yang suo'er hold each other and cry out. Wu Siyuan comes forward and taps Caisang: ”it's OK, the princess will find it, and the general will get better. You make people cook porridge. The general didn't eat until last night. ”

The soldiers who went out to look for Murong Zhining rotated and searched the whole mountain forest. Murong Zhining was like the evaporation of the world, and there was no news.

Chiyun Yuexuan lies on the bed collapsed in the tent, weak and empty as if his soul had been taken away. Caisang kept feeding him water, which flowed down from the corner of his lips.