Chapter 1521

He continued on his way for a few days.

Since entering Mobei territory of Xiongnu, every time they passed by, they would take out the hand-painted portrait of Feng Yunzheng, which was made by Lian Xiangyue, and ask people everywhere whether they had seen the injured Han man.

Ask during the day, and at night, Lengmei secretly looks around.

However, there was no sign of him.

In addition, the night breeze, Dong Shen and master ye have no news.

Did she feel wrong? Yun Zheng didn't come here? Or

He's really dead.

For a moment, even the moon felt the despair he had never had in his life.

But soon, she regained her confidence!

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She believes in her feelings. She and Yun Zheng met again in this life after purgatory in previous lives. Their hearts are interlinked.

So he ordered Leng Mei to keep going.

At this moment, the night is dignified

Lengmei sat in front of the carriage, holding the reins tightly with both hands, with a cold expression. However, she shed big tears on her face, and her cold face was a little pathetic.

She is helping the princess find her highness, but at the same time, she is also looking for him, the man who is always glib!

In the past, he was always around her and asked her to beat and scold him after a few words.

At that time, she took everything for granted.

But now, she could no longer see his ruffian face. Thinking about it, she felt a tight pain in her heart, which was more painful than when she got sick before.

Sometimes it hurts too much and you cry.

"Sister." At this time, a soft little voice came. Yue Yan's young little hand held her wrist and handed over a handkerchief.

Leng Mei was stunned, took it and whispered, "thank you, miss."

"Sister, don't worry, we'll find them, not only uncle Jiuhuang, but also the night breeze." Yue Yan said with certainty.

Lengmei didn't understand where the young lady came from, and didn't know why she called the princess her mother, but her highness nine her uncle.

However, she could see that the child's princess had a sharp heart, and she respected the child very much.

At this time, she even made a sound of comfort, which also touched Lengmei's heart and said, "thank you, miss."

Le Yan smiled and said, "moreover, maybe the night breeze is looking for you everywhere just like you."

Leng Mei listened, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. "Yes, he will."

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The desolate scenery finally became popular, and the voices were heard far away.

"Princess, the dragon city is here."

To Longcheng?

This is the place where the Xiongnu royal family is located and where the thirteen Princess fengtangyao married.

At first, fengtangyao liked Weilang and was supported by jue'er and Yunzheng. He was determined to follow Mobei to be a master.

However, along the way, even the moon found that the weather, customs and customs in Mobei were more savage and bad than expected.

Did Feng Tangyao retreat for a moment?

However, she had no way back now.

"Find a place to live and settle down first." Lian Xiangyue said.

"Yes, princess." Cold eyebrow way.

Suddenly, Lian Yueh felt a pair of cold little hands suddenly grasp her wrists and tremble.

When she turned back, she saw Yue Yan's face turned white, her whole body trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat poured out of her forehead.

Yes, this is also the nightmare place of Le Yan, where she was tortured to death.

Lian Xiangyue took Le Yan's hand and said, "Le Yan'er, don't be afraid. It's a matter of previous lives. Now, with your mother, she will protect you and won't let others bully you."

Her comfort finally calmed Le Yan down.

"Mother."

"I'm here." Even the moon held her harder.

……

After Lengmei found a place to live, the three went to the inn.

Even as early as the moon, when entering Mobei, he had changed into men's clothes and painted a layer of ash on his face to cover up his white skin.

Therefore, when entering the inn, it didn't cause much noise.

They asked for two rooms. Lian Yuehe lived with Yueyan and Lengmei lived next to her.

However, Lengmei basically won't go back to the room to sleep.

In the evening, he took a stool and sat at the door of the master's room. He was wearing a black hat on his head, his hands around his chest, and a sword between his arms. He was full of the smell of no strangers.

His highness Jiu is gone. Now there is only the princess.

She knew that if his highness nine was there, there would be only one order for her: protect the princess.

So

She slowly raised her head and looked ahead.

This is the first night in Longcheng. You should spend it well.

……

the second day.

Lengmei pasted the portrait of Feng Yunzheng in the crowded place in the city, and it said that anyone who comes to the inn to provide effective clues will have a reward.

After pasting one place.

Lengmei left and posted it in another place.

After she left, the people around her slowly surrounded her. Someone in the crowd said:

"This person doesn't seem to be from Mobei."

"It looks like a Han man."

"It's so beautiful. It's dignified between the eyebrows and eyes. It doesn't seem to be an ordinary person."

The portrait of Feng Yunzheng painted by Lian Xiangyue is very vivid, especially the unique temperament, so even a portrait of him makes people feel his differences.

That's because even the moon has rubbed fengyunzheng into her bones and blood, her memory and her life!

Shortly after Lengmei left, a man in black came from a distance.

He lowered his head and wore a black hat on his head. He couldn't see his face, but he could still feel the cold all over him.

However, one of his feet was inconvenient and dragged along, leaving a trace on the ground.

Therefore, when he passed by, the people next to him could not help but look more and talk quietly.

He ignored it until he pushed away the crowd with one hand.

When he saw the man in the portrait, his cold face suddenly showed an excited expression.

He jumped up, but because his legs were inconvenient, he stumbled and hit the wall

He held his hand tightly against the wall, his whole body trembling, his lips trembling, and tears falling down his cheeks.

He suddenly bent his knees, knelt down on the ground and said in a trembling voice, "hall, your highness... Princess... Little eyebrow..."

He tore down the portrait, held it tightly in his arms, and began to cry and laugh.

Yes! There's news! Finally!

The people around him were surprised by his strange behavior. They stepped back and pointed at him.

At this time, a man stood up and said, "this strong man, do you know the person on the portrait? Then you can take the portrait to the inn in front to find someone, and you can get a good reward."

He woke up with a start, suddenly stood up, took the portrait in one hand and ran in the direction of the inn. However, his legs were inconvenient and he walked slowly with his other foot.