Chapter 432

Murong Zhining, with tears in her eyes, looks back at several people with shame and resolutely goes to chiyun Yuexuan horse. Chiyun Yuexuan leaned over with his arms and held Murong Zhining firmly on his horse's back.

Meng Xia rushes forward to stop chiyun Yuexuan. Tuoba grabs her: "Meng Xia, let her go. We respect the decision of the princess. She pursues her love. No one can say that she is wrong. We are still waiting for her to come back here as always. " Chiyun Yuexuan smiles at the five people, riding the lightning and carrying Murong Zhining away.

Murong Zhining hugs and rebukes yunyuexuan. Her heart is sometimes sour and sometimes sweet. She says to herself, "I don't want to wake up. Even if it's a dream, I would rather live in it!"

Chiyun Yuexuan Lima walked slowly forward. He gently held Murong Zhining in his arms and leaned over to kiss her forehead: "I will take you to see cherry blossom in Yongning!"

Murong Zhining crouches in front of chiyun Yuexuan, sobs: "Ning'er's life will follow the steps of the general, where the general goes, where is Ning'er's home!"

A black horse, like a strong wind, galloped on the official road to Yongning, rolling up a long line of smoke. Murong Zhining is close to chiyun Yuexuan. She is filled with emotion. She has no fear, no uneasiness, only infinite vision for the future.

Along the Bank of Yongning City, there are flowers on both sides. Chiyun Yuexuan leads Murong Zhining to the cherry tree where they kissed last year.

Murong Zhining held her breath. She was afraid that at this time, if there was any movement, her dream would be disillusioned, and the gentleness of chiyun Yuexuan would be like a bubble. Suddenly, it would burst and disappear without trace.

Chiyun Yuexuan takes Biwu out of his arms and hangs it back to Murong Zhining's chest: "Biwu belongs to Ning'er. He promised this general that he would never be separated from it." He gently bent down, thin lips as warm and gentle as before, gently printed on Murong Zhining petal like red lips.

Murong Zhining's heartstrings tremble gently. Time seems to have turned back to a year ago, with the same trees and flowers, the same couple of crazy men and women, and the same two closely related hearts. Murong Zhining seems to be chiyun Yuexuan's mind, that spotless holy woman, everything seems to have never changed.

Two people depend on each other's figure, draws the past passers-by's surprised vision, Murong Zhining completely forgot, oneself is still a man's dress.

Chiyun Yuexuan lifts her hand to remove the hair crown on Murong Zhining's head, letting the green silk all over her head float down: "others are looking at us, thinking that general Ben likes to be unique, holding a young man."

Murong Zhining has too many questions. He wants to ask chiyun Yuexuan what made him change his mind suddenly? Why does he hurt himself so hard? But she did not dare to open her mouth abruptly. She was afraid that these problems would be like a stone, breaking the brilliant dream in front of her.

Murong Zhining embraces chiyun Yuexuan, looks up at him, and looks at the cherry blossom on the top of his head: "general, isn't Ning'er really in a dream?"

Chiyun Yuexuan reaches out his arms, holds Murong Zhining up and holds him in his arms. He goes to the tree trunk, raises his long legs, and kicks the trunk.

Chiyun Yuexuan's voice is as gentle as melting honey: "congealed son, look, it's snowing!"

Murong Zhining lies in chiyun Yuexuan's arms and looks up at the petals falling like snowflakes. She closes her eyes comfortably, letting the petals fall on her face. Chiyun Yuexuan looks down at Murong Zhining in her arms: "Ning'er is so beautiful! Just like a god of flowers, I will engrave the most beautiful appearance of Ning'er in my heart! " Listening to the sweet words of chiyun Yuexuan, Murong Zhining could not help but feel a pang of pain in her heart. A kind of foreboding rose in her heart.

As the sky darkened, chiyun Yuexuan took Murong Zhining's hand and walked toward bining Xuan: "Ning'er hasn't returned to bining Xuan for a year. Let's go. I'll take you back to have a look. I'll stay with Ning'er in bining Pavilion for one night. I'll go back to Heyu camp in the morning. Ning'er, for the sake of this general Betrayed all the people around you, don't you really regret it? "

Murong Zhining said sadly, "why should the general use the word" betrayal "? Ning'er knows that no matter how she chooses her own way, they will silently bless Ning'er. Ning'er didn't betray anyone. Ning'er is just following her heart. They will understand her involuntarily! "

Chiyun Yuexuan tightens his palm: "I really envy Ning'er. There are so many people who care about her. No matter where she goes, there are people who care for you. And this general, as if he were alone! "

"General Don't you still have Ning'er? Ning'er is willing to accompany the general to rush through the most dangerous waves. He can accompany the general. Ning'er is not afraid! " Murong Zhining grabs chiyun Yuexuan's hand in response.

"Bi Ning Xuan" yard, without the bustling scene of the past, it is particularly cold. Several cherry blossoms in the courtyard are blooming at the right time, but they seem to have less artistic conception. The army slaves who came and went were all strangers. Murong Zhining grasped the hand of chiyun Yuexuan and seemed at a loss: "general, Ning'er wants to visit Mr. Jin and Mrs. Jin."

Chiyun Yuexuan pulls Murong Zhining into the lobby of the front yard: "Ning'er, I haven't been alone with you for a long time. I don't want to waste my limited time in other places. Mr. Jin's house, let's go back to Yongning next time, shall we? " He reached for a servant girl's dress and ordered her to prepare food and wine.Chiyun Yuexuan sits on the chair and hugs Murong Zhining on her leg. He tightly holds Murong Zhining and pins his head in her arms: "the gentle hometown of Ning'er always makes general intoxicated and unable to extricate himself!"

"What about luosiyao's gentle village?" Murong Zhining asks in a sour voice.

Chiyun Yuexuan looks up at Murong Zhining: "time will give her an accurate answer. Ning'er, go to wash and change clothes. We'll have two drinks happily. " Murong Zhining cleverly places her head and follows her maid to the backyard.

Murong Zhining has finished combing and washing. She chooses a straight necked cardigan with apricot soft satin and jade orchid embroidered on it, and ties an ivory white hundred fold Ru skirt with an embroidered belt. Murong Zhining looks at herself in the mirror, simple and elegant without losing nobility, dignified without being stereotyped. She put some rouge on her pale cheek, and bit the lip again. The thin lip, which had been pale because of blood loss, was ruddy immediately.

In the hall, the well groomed chiyun Yuexuan has been waiting there early. He was wearing Murong Zhining's favorite milky white brocade robe, and his hair was tied with a golden crown.

Chiyun Yuexuan gets up to hold Murong Zhining and kisses her forehead corner: "Ning'er is so beautiful! Come on, general Ben is waiting for Ning'er to have dinner

Two people sit side by side on the main seat, as if a couple of cases, is eating a family meal.

Murong Zhining grabbed a piece of marinated beef for chiyun Yuexuan: "general, you like this best. Next time you have a chance, Ning'er will make a plate for the general himself." She poured a glass of wine and handed it to chiyun Yuexuan: "pour a glass to the general!"

Chiyun Yuexuan smiled, took the glass and drank it up, then filled it with a glass: "Ning'er is more and more sensible and clever. Come on, general Ben. I'll give you a toast. "

Murong Zhining is staring at chiyun Yuexuan. The man in front of her is gentle and elegant, even a little bookish. Murong Zhining was confused for a while. She couldn't distinguish between coldness and gentleness, Wentao and martial arts. Which is the most real temperament of chiyun Yuexuan.

Chiyun Yuexuan raised his glass gracefully and drank alone. His figure was still noble and cool: "when the child's illness is over, drink less wine. Does Ning'er have thousands of words and wants to talk to general Ben? There are thousands of doubts, eager to solve them? "

Murong Zhining chuckled: "for the rest of her life, Ning'er still has a lot of time to understand the general. Tonight, we don't talk about the past, just about the wind, the flowers and the snow! "

Chiyun Yuexuan put down his glass and put Murong Zhining's head on his shoulder: "Ning'er, I'm always imagining that if I have the ability to change all this, I'd like to make time reverse to a year ago..."

Murong Zhining's eyes rolled down a teardrop: "the past of Ning'er is always a barrier in the general's heart! Unfortunately, time can't go against the current. In the general's mind, Ning'er is missing a corner forever. General, if Ning'er has magic power, Ning'er will never choose to go against the current of time. Ning'er will let the time fly quickly, let us lose our heads in a flash, and realize the vow of keeping our heads together! "

Chiyun Yuexuan sighed: "although our wishes seem to run counter to each other, our hearts are yearning to go to the same place. Ning'er, there are some mysteries. Leave time for them to be revealed slowly. "

Murong Zhining cleverly points her head: "Ning'er will not force her to ask the general for the result. Please rest assured, general. Come, pour wine for general Ning'er. Tonight, general, you don't need to think about anything. Just have a good drink. "

In the quiet night, on the second floor of Yinfeng Pavilion, in Murong Zhining's former boudoir, there are some dim candlelight in front of her bed. Murong Zhining is sitting on the bed with her beautiful legs bent. Chiyun Yuexuan sleeps her head on her lap. Murong Zhining's hand lingers gently on chiyun Yuexuan's face. Although the touch of her fingertips makes her feel unreal, the warmth of losing her face and recovering her face still makes her feel like she is in a dream.

Chiyun Yuexuan opens his bleary eyes. His charming peach blossom eyes flow with tenderness under the candlelight: "Ning'er, I just had a dream on your knee!" He turned over and wrapped Murong Zhining in his arms.

Murong Zhining asked softly, "Ning'er just wants to know if there is a place for Ning'er in the general's dream?"

Chiyun Yuexuan rubs Murong Zhining's hair with his chin: "without the dream of Ning'er, how can it be called a dream in my general's heart? Ning'er, general Ben dreamed of a wedding! "

Murong Zhining jokingly said: "well Let Ning'er guess. There's Ning'er, there's a wedding. Ning'er knows that in the general's dream, Ning'er attended the general's wedding as a guest! "

Chiyun Yuexuan didn't explain, but wrote lightly: "naughty......"

Murong Zhining only felt a pang of pain in her heart. She said humbly, "general, has Ning'er embarrassed you? Ning'er knows that she is not perfect. She is not even qualified to attend the general's wedding. General, Ning Chiu Yun Yuexuan falls on the pillow and pulls Murong Zhining into his arms: "I dare not talk about the future with Ning'er at this time. I promise that it will be very important. I'm afraid I can't afford it. General Ben is still saying that, all the answers, leave time to reveal! "

Son is willing to submit to the general, only to stay with the general, Ning Er will not make any unreasonable request to the general. "

Murong Zhining hugged chiyun Yuexuan recklessly. She felt that she might not be able to hold it any longer. This lost and recovered love. Murong Zhining desperately cuddles up to chiyunyuexuan for fear that this is the last time she has chiyunyuexuan, and chiyunyuexuan is also extremely gentle. His kiss is like honey, which makes Murong Zhining intoxicated and forgets to be afraid. All night long, they lay with each other's clothes, just like the original clarity and purity.