Chapter 57 The Love of the Cave

Murong Xun helped Zhao Ling closer to the fire, rubbed his shoulder and asked, "Is it still cold?"

Zhao Ling tilted his head on Murong Xun's shoulder, "Cold, so cold!"

How about this?

He worked hard to marry him. If he died like this, he would have no benefit to himself. Thinking about it, Murong Xun gritted his teeth, took off his coat, snuddled in Zhao Ling's arms, and warmed him with his body. His body was indeed extremely cold. He secretly used his internal force to make his body warmer. Zhao Ling sighed comfortably and hugged Murong Xun tightly like an octopus.

"Mother concubine, mother concubine!" Zhao Ling fell asleep again and kept dreaming about his mother's concubine.

Murong Xun looked at Zhao Ling's appearance and felt a little more pity in his heart. He thought that his mother's concubine, Concubine Chen, was the most favored concubine of the previous emperor. It was not too much to say that he spoiled the six palaces. After Zhao Che ascended the throne and the former emperor became the emperor, only Concubine Chen was around him, and Zhao Lingrong was more favored and the only one to achieve success. The prince who has been crowned king in the past year.

In those years, Concubine Chen's family committed suicide soon after the late emperor left because she was involved in a conspiracy. She gently patted Zhao Ling on the cheek. Murong said that this Concubine Chen was somewhat similar to her background. The difference is that Concubine Chen could meet a man who really loved her and spoiled her, while her husband completely used it. Just seize the throne by yourself!

"Mother concubine!" Zhao Lingwo cried like a child in Murong Xun's neck. Murong Xun patted Zhao Ling on the back, and who knew that this king, who was praised as the god of war in the army, Daxiang's most powerful prince, also had such a soft corner in his heart?

She casually went to the leaves of an unknown plant beside her. Murong Xun blew it at her mouth, and a soft song sounded. Unlike the lingering resentment that she loved to play those songs in the past, this song was a lullaby that she suddenly remembered that her mother often sang for her when she was a child, soft and sweet.

Gradually, Zhao Ling stopped crying and fell asleep with Murong Xun in his arms.

The sunlight gradually shot into the hole, and the fire beside them also burned out. The repeated blue smoke rose, and a pile of residual ashes showed the traces of their existence.

Murong Xun woke up. His body was very warm and elastic. Murong Xun couldn't help rubbing his face on it. He opened his eyes and looked at a pair of dark eyes, as deep as Gu Tan, as if he could not see the bottom, but it was as gentle as water.

Murong Xun was very uncomfortable with Zhao Ling's eyes. He turned his head and looked at her. I don't know when she was hugged by Zhao Ling and slept on his thigh. No wonder she was so elastic!

Murong Xun got up and did not look at Zhao Ling behind him. Instead, he straightened his hair and said lightly, "Is your injury all right?"

Zhao Ling moved his body, hugged Murong Xun, put his chin on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "If it's not good, I'm sorry for the princess's untied care!" After a pause, he smiled and said, "Wrong, it's the care of undressing!"

Thinking of Murong Xun's face turned red last night, fortunately, he turned his back to him at this moment, otherwise he would laugh at him again. Murong Xun struggled for a moment, but he didn't dare to work too hard for fear of touching his wound. Finally, his back could not break free from Zhao Ling's shackles.

Zhao Ling hugged Murong Xun and did not let go. He was almost infatuated with this warm and soft feeling. Although he couldn't see her appearance, she was close to her heart, felt her breath, and imagined every expression of her. .

"I didn't expect to see such an amorous side of the princess when I woke up early in the morning!" Zhao Ling's warm breath sprinkled on Murong Xun's white neck, "But what I'm more curious about is how a delicate and weak woman like the princess asked a big man like me to move around? And the princess is so familiar with the survival of the mountains and fields. I think the princess has suffered a lot!"

But Zhao Ling seemed to ask casually. He was not in a hurry to listen to Murong Xun's answer, but picked up Murong Xun's coat on the ground and put it on her shoulder. He reluctantly stood up and pulled Murong Xun up on the ground by the way, "I'm going down the mountain!"

This kind of transformation made Murong Xun swallow it when he was ready to say it. After a pause, Zhao Ling looked at Murong Xun deeply, "Tell me the answer after thinking about it!"

With that, he took Murong Xun's hand and limped out of the cave. Murong Xun was thinking about what this sentence meant.

The sun outside the cave is still bright, and the temperature is gradually rising.

Zhao Ling whistled, and the white horse didn't know which corner it came out and ran to Zhao Ling's side. Murong Xun looked at the white horse, which was quite spiritual, and asked, "What's the name of this horse?"

"Chasing the wind!" Zhao Ling took care of the mane of the white horse and said, "This is my birthday gift that my father gave me when I was ten years old!"

Stepping over the wind, Zhao Ling handed his hand to Murong Xun again, "Let's go!"

After the two rode for a while, several people in black stood on both sides of a path, looking at the two people on the horse's back with sharp eyes. The man in black was shrouded in the breath of death, exuding a strong anger, like a sharp sword with a handle out of its sheath.

"It's the man from the dark palace!" Murong Xuan was shocked that the dark palace existed like a ghost. No one knew more clearly than her how terrible the people in the dark palace were!

Zhao Ling looked at a trace of suspicion flashed in Murong Xun's eyes, and then turned his head to look at the man in black opposite him and comforted him, "Don't be afraid of me!" It seems that the old witch did not hesitate to go out to the dark palace and turn against her brother in order to take her own life?

After a pause, Zhao Ling fell down in Murong's ear and whispered, "You can ride chasing the wind first, and I'll hold them back!"

Murong Xun was stunned. He turned his head and looked at Zhao Ling. The corners of his mouth were tightly squeezed, and his expression seemed to be very resolute. His eyes were deep, precipitating some unspeakable emotions in it.

Murong Xun looked at Zhao Ling, and a smile suddenly appeared at the corners of his mouth, like the brightest sunshine, emitting a dazzling light. This smile actually shook Zhao Ling's eyes. Murong Xun's eyes showed a trace of suspicion, "Why, why did you do this?" Her voice was soft and seemed to be a little confused.

Zhao Ling looked away. He straightened his back and looked more magnificent. There was no special expression on his face, but there was a faintness in his dark eyes. There was a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, "When will I, Zhao Ling, implicate the woman to die for me?"

At this time, the people in black on the road had fallen together, surrounding Murong Xun and Zhao Ling in the middle. Obviously, if the Empress Dowager wanted to kill her mouth, how could Rong Murong Xun leave alive?

"Go!" Zhao Ling jumped off the horse and attacked the man in black standing on the road. The man in black dodged sideways. Zhao Ling kicked a stone on the ground on the horse's buttocks. After the horse hiss, he raised his hoof high and went away. A man in black wanted to chase him, but was stopped by Zhao Ling.

At this moment, Zhao Ling was surrounded by more than a dozen people in black. There was a faint chill in his eyes. He put the dagger across his chest and shouted softly, "Come on!" After that, he saw several people in black attacking Zhao Ling at the same time. Zhao Ling launched his moves and fought with several people. Zhao Ling's moves are open and close, but they are fierce. They have the domineering spirit trained on the battlefield. If they are on the battlefield at this time, they must be invincible, but the martial arts of the people in the dark palace are insidious and vicious, like ghosts and ghosts. They can't be prevented. It's just more than 30 moves. Zhao Ling has gradually fallen behind. I hurt my thighs and back.

A man attacked from behind him, and the fierce knife wind sobbed with murderous air. He only hit Zhao Ling's back. Although he found the sneak attack behind him, his hand was tripped by the man in black in front of him and could not get out. The situation was very critical.

It was said that it was too late. When the blade of the man in black was about to fall on Zhao Ling's back, a few silver needles shot steadily into his arm. The man in black was in pain and threw away the knife and stepped back a few steps. At this moment, Zhao Ling shook off the entanglement of the person in front of him, turned around and saw the end of the path, a The white horse was galloping, and there was a woman in white on the back of the horse. The woman looked cold, and the sun seemed to have a layer of aperture on her body.

The woman stretched out her hand and threw it, and several silver needles were shot at the man in black. Some people in black waved their blades to block it, and several people did not think that they would kill Cheng Yaojin halfway. They were unprepared for a while. They were stabbed by a silver needle and fell to the ground and died.

Murong Xun drove his horse and quickly ran to Zhao Ling's body. He stretched out his hand and looked at him clearly. His eyes were rippled, and there was a faint smile at the corners of his mouth.

Zhao Ling stretched out his hand, held the slender jade hand, and jumped on the horse's back.

Murong Xun clamped/tighten the horse's abdomen, and the horse bumped into two people in black and ran towards the mountain.

On the bumpy horse, Zhao Ling hugged Murong Xun's slender waist, but there was a trace of reproach in his tone, "Why did you come back?"

"I can't leave you alone!" Murong Xun said lightly, looking firmly at the front.

The horse took the two people to the hillside, and the man in black behind him was also chasing and gradually getting closer.

"Wow!" Murong Xun held the rein of the horse, "There is no way ahead!"

She and Zhao Ling got off the horse and went to the front to explore. There was actually a cliff ahead. The cliff was very high. Standing on it, you could faintly see clouds and fog. If you fall down, there must be no bones.

"Find out if there is any other way?" Zhao Ling said that his voice was not panicked, but with a trace of calmness, as if he wanted to calm down Murong's heart.

It's just that he grabbed Murong Xun's men, but he was already sweating.

It's just too late for them to find other ways out, because the man in black has surrounded him, reflecting the sun brightly and exuding a faint coldness.

Murong Xun took Zhao Ling's hand, looked at his eyes, looked at the cliff behind him, and whispered, "Are you afraid?"

The corners of Zhao Ling's mouth raised and smiled a little, "When have I been afraid?"

"That's good!" Murong Xun didn't react as much as Zhao Ling, so he took Zhao Ling's hand and jumped under the cliff with him.