Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Chapter 150 The Regent Has a Beautiful Girl in His Golden House (57)

Mu Hanqing raised her hand and gently wiped away his tears, murmuring, "Acuo, don't always think about leaving me. Xiao Chengyu can't take you away, and Murong Yuan can't take you away either..."

After he finished speaking, Mu Hanqing pinched his chin and asked softly, "Did he kiss you just now?"

Seeing that Tangcuo didn't answer, he used more force in his hands, "Acuo, silence can't be your umbrella, be good, answer me."

"No... he didn't kiss me..." Tang Cuo's eyes trembled slightly. The pain in his chest was still clear, even with a bit of shame, constantly hitting his nerves.

"I believe you." Mu Hanqing lowered her head and kissed his lips, gently rolling around, then raised her hand to untie his belt.

"Don't..." Resistance was written all over Tang Cuo's body. He raised his hand and pushed away from him.

"I won't touch you, don't be afraid." Mu Hanqing said in a low and hoarse voice, raising her hand to brush across the blood-stained words on his chest, "Acuo, you are mine, no one can take you away."

Suddenly, a feeling of dizziness came over Tang Cuo, and he passed out without knowing it. Mu Hanqing lowered his eyes and looked at him, then picked him up by the waist and walked out of the prison palace.

The moonlight was bright. Rongcuo stood aside, looking at the two figures, and lowered his head consciously.

"Rong Cuo, starting from today, strengthen the guard of the palace, especially the side courtyard. No one is allowed to enter or leave without my permission. Also send someone to keep an eye on Murong Yuan and Xiao Chengyu. Report to me immediately if there is any action." Mu Hanqing hugged Tang Cuo's arm a little tighter.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Rong Cuo received the order and bowed slightly. "There is one more thing. There is news from the court that the left prime minister is submitting a memorial to impeach Your Majesty for not abiding by the law. I wonder how Your Majesty wants to solve this problem?"

"Let him be. I don't want to waste my time on useless people."

"Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Hanqing took Tang Cuo back to the side courtyard and slept with him on the same bed.

On the other side, Murong Yuan quickly ran back to the inn. Yue Xu was waiting cautiously at the door. When she saw his figure, she felt relieved.

"Your Majesty, you are finally back."

"Yue Xu, leave a team of people in the inn, and you and I will go back to Li Beichao tonight." Murong Yuan's face was tense, and the fingers holding the dagger trembled slightly.

"Your Majesty, what happened to His Highness Tangcuo?" Looking at his anxious look, Yue Xu could not think of any other reason.

"I can't wait any longer. I must bring His Highness back to my side immediately. I must also find someone to contact Xiao Chengyu and ask him if he is willing to cooperate with us to bring Mu Hanqing into the water." A dark light flashed in Murong Yuan's eyes.

"Yes, I will arrange it right away. Please give me half an incense stick of time." After he finished speaking, Yue Xu turned and left Murong Yuan's sight.

He clenched his fists tightly. Whenever he thought of the situation His Highness had just faced, he became furious. He wished he could skin Mu Hanqing alive and pull out his tendons to relieve his hatred.

Half an incense stick later, Yue Xu took out a new nightgown and handed it to Murong Yuan, "Your Majesty, Xiao Chengyu has already sent someone to take care of it. I just noticed that there seem to be a few more people guarding around.

Relatively speaking, the northwest is relatively weak, so we can go in the northwest direction. The carriages and horses that His Majesty ordered his subordinates to put on the plank road outside the city should still be there. If no one stops us, we can return to the capital in six hours without stopping."

"Let's do it." Murong Yuan looked into the distance, then stood up and walked to the wall on one side and stood there.

"Then Your Majesty, please wait for a moment. I will deal with the people at the door first." After he finished speaking, Yue Xu picked up the sword and walked out.

In less than a moment, Yue Xu returned to Murong Yuan's side with a sword in hand. There was blood on the blade, dripping onto the ground drop by drop.

"Your Majesty, it has been dealt with." Yue Xu put the sword back into the sheath.

After hearing his words, Murong Yuan did not stay and walked towards the city gate.

In front of the city gate, two guards were patrolling with torches in their hands. Seeing the two men, the leading guard stopped and said, "It's curfew time now. If you want to leave the city, you have to wait until tomorrow..."

Before the two men could finish their words, a silver light flashed, and the two men were instantly knocked to the ground. Murong Yuan shook the dagger in his hand, and then stepped straight over the two men.

Looking at the two people who lost their lives in an instant, Yue Xu pursed her lips, and there was a bit of surprise in her eyes: After all, the last time Murong Yuan took action personally was when he was purging the court and the country, and since then, although he was crazy, he never took action personally again.

Thinking of this, Yue Xu raised his hand and lifted the bodies of the two people to one side, covered them with the straw mat on the ground, and then followed Murong Yuan's steps.

The patrolman was dead, so it became very easy for the two to leave the city. In just an incense stick of time, they reached the plank road outside the city, retrieved the two horses that had been deposited before, and then galloped towards the direction of the Northern Dynasty.

After a night of rushing, Murong Yuan arrived at Libei Dynasty in just five hours. He had no time to change his clothes and hurried to the military headquarters.

"General Li, pass on my order. The entire army must pack up, and the food and fodder must go first. The army will advance fifty miles and stop at the border with the Rong Dynasty.

"Yes, I will give the order right away."

At the same time, in Rong'an Palace.

When Tangcuo opened his eyes again, his whole head was filled with a groggy feeling, as if someone had hit him while he was sleeping.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at his chest. The body with the name "Mu Hanqing" printed on it had long dried up, and the pain seemed no longer so intense.

Then he turned his head and looked around. There was no one else in the room except him. Tang Cuo's fingers tightened slightly.

"Xiao Ye, what's going on now?"

[Since the host met Murong Yuan last night, he has returned to Libei Dynasty overnight to reorganize the troops. Now the army is approaching the border. As for Mu Hanqing, the little emperor has also temporarily ordered him to enter the palace.]

"If they really fight, who will win in the end?"

[The plot is that Mu Hanqing won the war, but the war was fought extremely fiercely, resulting in the Rong Dynasty's treasury being empty after the war, and the people living in hunger.

After only a dozen years, the Rong Dynasty also became a thing of the past.

Tang Cuo lowered his head silently, his eyes a little vague, and no one knew what he was thinking.

After a long while, he raised his head and chuckled, "It's time to end this. The two countries are fighting not for the country, but just for me. It's really ridiculous."

[No matter what the host wants to do, the system will accompany the host until the end.]

At noon, Tang Cuo finally saw Mu Hanqing. He was wearing a black and gold python robe and had a high bun on his head.

Mu Hanqing was about to say something to Tang Cuo when he saw him turn his head away, as if he was unwilling to talk to him.