Chapter 32 But let the flying general of Longcheng (I)

Huanian brought the princess back and made contributions and was promoted to the General of the Northern Expedition.

Yan Shuanggui rushed over after hearing the news and glanced at him and said that the one she saved was not a real princess.

Dong Yuansheng and Zhou Kuang were both shocked and looked at each other. Chuling City was full of heat. If she were not a princess, then the real princess would have been dead for a lifetime.

When she arrived at Liuquan Mountain and saw the soldiers in the village, Mo Yue believed that Huanian was a good person. She was sent to the tent. She turned around and knelt down to her. Huanian held her in shock and asked why she knelt on her. Mo Yue pretended to be Xilan and led the enemy away. Huanian was panicked after hearing this and said, "Isn't it really the princess still in Chuling City?"

Mo Yue nodded, knelt down and begged her to save Xi Lan and Miss.

Huanian asked: Who is the lady?

Mo Yue said: Yan Qingci, the third lady of Chuling Hou Mansion.

The lay Buddhist Qinglian has not died?She is also in Chuling City?!

Mo Yue nodded and kept crying and begging her to save them.

Huanianzhe returned to the commander's tent, lifted the curtain and went in and said: Please ask the three generals to lead the troops to rescue the real princess!

The superior Dong Yuansheng was frowning. Yan Shuanggui, who was on his right, looked down at the ground with an unhappy expression. Zhou Kuang, who was on the left, stood up with a smile and said: Why is General Zhengbei confused? Isn’t the princess already saved by you?

He approached Huanian and patted her shoulder with a smile. He seemed to be close, but actually threatened: Now the Xun army has already attacked and swept Chuling City on a large scale. Our army must retain its strength. Going forward at this moment is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg. Besides, the general brought back a real princess. You deny it, is it because you want to shake the morale of the army?

Huanian looked at Yan Shuanggui: General Wei!

Unexpectedly, Yan Shuanggui shook his head at her, asking her not to disobey Zhou Kuan's wishes.

Of course he knew that it was not a real princess, but for the sake of the overall situation, he could only recognize the fake princess.

After all, it is hard to argue that the big hat of shaking the morale of the army and making bad plans is a big deal.

Zhou Kuang was so cunning and not easy to meet. Yan Shuanggui knew that he had always regarded him as a thorn in his eyes. He didn't expect that he would do so so much this time, so he wanted his life directly!

But my elder brother didn't know what kind of ecstasy he had consumed. He never said anything, but he became hostile to himself.

It was like he brought the dark horse back to the camp, with both people and physical evidence, and the truth was revealed. Unexpectedly, Zhou Kuang only admitted that he was careless and did not notice that the dark horse was not tamed. Qing Piaopiao overcame the crime of murder with negligence. Dong Yuansheng had no objection after hearing this drama of avoiding the seriousness and pretending to be a little bit.

At this point, Yan Shuanggui was already clear and clear that he was isolated by these two people.

Now that he is single, he must not lose such a powerful general as Huanian. Therefore, he turned a blind eye to persuade Huanian to endure it and tolerate Zhou Kuang as a false one.

Bang!

When he returned to his tent, Huanian was so angry that he smashed his fist on the wooden bed, and the hardwood was smashed into a piece.

Mo Yue looked out of the tent. Seeing Huanian reacting like this, she knew that the savior was hopeless. She shed tears. The tragic situation of Wenqin's death lingered on her day and night. Miss... I hope the lady did not suffer that kind of insult... As she thought about it, she cried out, but she really couldn't figure out how to fall down with such a good mansion.

Huanian found out the sound of the sound, invited the person into the tent, handed her a cup of hot tea, and persuaded her not to be sad. There must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain, and the boat will naturally be straight when it reaches the bridge. Qinglian layman is a brilliant and wise person, and auspicious people will have their own appearance...

I don't know what your name is yet.

Mo Yue.

Mo...yue...

Huanian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly the look of the Beiyuan woman appeared in front of her, with a fiery red body, bloodthirsty sword around her, walking out of the sea of ​​hot blood, so evil that she was so vivid and fierce.

A few days passed, and Huanian practiced martial arts and guns as usual, and never left behind for a day.

That day she was shooting archery in the schoolyard. Suddenly she heard the noise at the pass, and everyone ran to the same place. The soldiers were talking about it during the rest, saying that two immortal refugees came. Someone urged Huanian to go and see it, but Huanian refused, but was dragged to the pass by Chen Jinqiang.

Because Chuling was at war, countless refugees fled from its surrounding villages.

The soldiers responsible for hosting at the pass will only allow the Mu people to enter the pass. The remaining refugees can settle down in Liuquan Mountain, but they can only stay outside the pass and are not allowed to enter the village.

There are crowds of people inside the door, all of whom are looking at the beauty.

Hua is tall and can see the scene in the distance without having to cushion the foot.

She saw that the two women mentioned by everyone were still carrying two girls under ten years old.

Even if they are wearing cloth clothes, they cannot cover up their graceful aura. They are like spotless fairies in the forest, and like thousands of charming monsters in the painting.

When a woman saw her, she couldn't help but sigh: What a beauty!

Miss... Miss!

Mo Yue in the distance shouted and tried to squeeze into the crowd. Unfortunately, the man who was watching the beauty was even more crazy than her. He arched his shoulders and slits, and he excluded people, just like a wall of iron, and outsiders could not squeeze in.

Mo Yue fell to the ground in a mess and was almost trampled by the restless crowd. Huanian hurriedly helped her up and asked her the reason. Only then did she know that the pale one among the two women was Yan Qingci, her third lady, and the Qinglian lay Buddhist whom she admired for a long time but had never met.

The wind of the gods and beauties from heaven came into Yan Shuanggui's ears. He heard people describe the appearance of the two, and suddenly put down the military books and looked at them from a distance, wishing he could kneel down on the spot.

Princess... Your Highness is back!

The madness of the crowd was expected by Yan Qingci. After all, she has been here since childhood, so it is not surprising that she has seen it too much.

However, Xi Lan felt a little uncomfortable and disgusted. She held the sick woman and half protected her in her arms. From time to time, she turned around and told Qi Meng Liusui to hold onto the corner of her clothes so that she would not get separated.

Qi Niang's beauty is really awesome.

Yan Qingci deliberately spoke to Xi Lan, and his red lips touched her neck as if it were close to each other.

The ambiguity in public is really annoying.

Xi Lan couldn't speak directly, so she could only glar at the unhonest person in her arms and said in a stern manner: These people's eyes turned green when they looked at you. If you do anything wrong, I will reward you to them.

Yan Qingci pretended to be asthma, leaned into her arms sickly, entrusted the weight of her whole body to her, and said confidently: You won’t be able to bear it.

When the onlookers saw this scene, they saliva. Most of the people were soldiers who had been hungry for a long time. They had not touched a woman for too long. Now seeing a woman so delicately attached to another woman's arms, they couldn't help but want to go somewhere else, and some even had a dream of enjoying the blessings of all the people.