My Love Comes to See the Grass on my Grave

Ruan Nian watched Qu Fengyun cover the tiles, the grievances in his heart were like the rain in midsummer, pouring into his heart one after another.

Wei Qingtong got up from him and saw that he was pouting, looking like he was about to cry, and hurriedly said, "I-I didn't mean to crush you, I just accidentally..."

"Ah's gone," Ruan Nian said aggrievedly looking at the tile on the roof, "He took a look and left."

Wei Qingtong didn't understand, "Ah Hard? The person you said before?"

Ruan Nian sat up from the ground enduring the pain and wanted to call Qu Fengyun to come back, but he was afraid of being heard by people outside the door, so he scolded in a low voice, "Stinky, hard, ignore me..."

Qu Fengyun also got angry on the roof with a calm face. After a while, he still thought about it, how to save people?

The two people outside the door are easy to deal with, but there are still many people guarding outside the courtyard. He can come and go quietly by himself, but with two people he can't escape the guards. Now that he has another hand injured, he is afraid that he will not be able to fight.

He was silent for a while, and suddenly remembered the candles in the Guanyin Temple.

Ruan Nianzheng scolded Qu Fengyun, and suddenly heard a muffled groan outside the door, and someone slammed into the door with a bang, and it hurt a lot.

Then, the door was opened, light came in, and Qu Fengyun stood at the door without saying a word.

"A hard?" Ruan Nian suddenly forgot that he was still scolding others, rubbed his **** and moved towards him, "A hard!"

Qu Fengyun walked over with a sullen face to untie the rope for him.

As soon as the rope in his hand was untied, Ruan Nian hugged him and said with red eyes, "Ah, my back hurts so much."

Qu Fengyun couldn't hold back his face and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ruan Nian muttered: "I hit it, it hurts."

Qu Fengyun raised his hand and rubbed it for him.

Wei Qingtong: "..."

You should untie the rope for me! Can you hug me later?

When Murong Yan and Gu Lang arrived at the Wei Mansion, Wei Yong was going to the Guanyin Temple alone.

"Your Highness," Wei Yong said anxiously, "Qingtong..."

Murong Yan pondered: "This matter is not simple, they are afraid that they will use Miss Wei to deal with General Wei."

Wei Yong was worried, "I'm just this daughter, I..."

"General, don't worry, Miss Wei has a good character and will be fine." Murong Yan said, "Since they want General Wei to go alone, they will do as they wish."

Gu Lang frowned and said, "But Uncle Wei is alone..."

"Don't worry," Murong Yan said, "We can't go out in the open, can't we go in secret?"

Ruan Nian hid behind the house, looked at the house that was slowly burning down, and asked Qu Fengyun beside him, "Ah Kung, why are you burning the house?" He even locked the two who fainted at the door.

Qu Fengyun said, "You can run away only if you burn it."

Wei Qingtong suddenly realized: "When they come to put out the fire, let's escape while the chaos."

Before she could finish her sentence, someone hurriedly shouted: "It's on fire, it's on fire..."

There was a mess of footsteps outside the courtyard, and then there was the sound of buckets colliding, and shouting...

Gao Cheng heard a commotion outside the door, opened the door and saw that there was chaos outside the courtyard.

"General!" One person hurried over and said anxiously, "The room where Guan Ren is on fire!"

"What?!" Gao Cheng's face changed, and he was about to look when someone ran over and said, "General, the old man surnamed Wei is here."

Gao Cheng's thoughts turned sharply, and he paused and said, "I can't let the old man know that the house is on fire, and act according to the original plan!"

Wei Yong stood outside the gate and saw Gao Cheng with a few people coming out, and said solemnly, "So it's you! Where is my daughter?!"

Gao Cheng looked at the knife in his hand and said, "Want to see your daughter? I lost the knife."

Wei Yong clenched the knife and said, "I want to see my daughter first!"

Gao Cheng disagreed, "If you lose the knife, I will let you see your daughter if you catch it."

Wei Yong also disagreed, "I want to see my daughter first!"

Gao Cheng: "Throw the knife first!"

Wei Yong: "Meet my daughter first!"

The two negotiated for a long time, but they still could not reach an agreement.

Wei Yong suddenly moved his nose, feeling that something was wrong. He looked up and saw thick smoke billowing from the courtyard.

"Why... why is it on fire?" He thought again and said in surprise, "You are going to burn my daughter to death?!"

Gao Cheng said wrongly: "I didn't! The ghost knows how it burned there!"

Wei Yong was even more surprised, "You really burned my daughter?! I'm fighting with you!"

He was so angry that he drew his sword and slashed over.

Gao Cheng said fiercely: "If you dare to move, I will kill your daughter..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Wei Qingtong running out of the door, "Father!"

Behind him were Qu Fengyun and the little white face.

Wei Yong said in surprise, "Girl!"

Gao Cheng hurriedly called the guard behind him, "Catch her!"

At this moment, more than a dozen dark guards suddenly appeared out of nowhere and surrounded Gao Cheng and the others all at once.

Murong Yan walked over slowly and said with a smile, "General Gao went back and came back, is it that you don't want to give up Da Yan?"

"You..." Gao Cheng stared at him, gnashing his teeth.

"Since the general is reluctant to bear it," Murong Yan said slowly, "don't leave, I have a good weather this year, and the harvest is very good, not bad for the general's rice ration."

The thick smoke lingered inside the door, and the swords chirped outside the door, startling the birds.

Gao Cheng and others were escorted back to Miyagi by Murong Yan and put in the Heavenly Prison.

As soon as Murong Yan returned to the East Palace, he wrote a very long article, angrily scolding Bei Qi for being despicable and shameless, and using any means to harm his loyal ministers.

Seeing that he wrote with sincerity, Gu Lang couldn't help but say, "You are so talented, you should write a script."

"Who can afford the words written by the prince?" Murong Yan put down the pen, nodded in satisfaction, and hugged Gu Lang beside him, "But if you want to read it, I'll write it for you."

Gu Lang: "I don't want to read it." It must not be serious talk.

Murong Yan touched his narrow waist with the palm of his hand, leaned closer and said, "But I want to write."

Gu Lang suppressed his groping hand and struggled, but didn't.

"Do you still remember..." Murong Yan touched his forehead, "I've had aphrodisiac/medicine?"

Gu Lang's fingertips trembled, "I'm not in the mood to joke with you... um..."

The warm lips suddenly came up, and the breath between the teeth was entwined and rubbed together, like a prairie fire.

"If I were drugged," Murong Yan bit his lip and whispered, "What would you do?"

Gu Lang tugged at his cuff, "You didn't..."

Murong Yan: "What if I get hit? Can you explain it for me?"

Gu Lang tightened his fingers and said nothing.

Murong Yan chuckled lightly and said, "If you don't tell me, I will eat it myself now."

Gu Lang: "..."