Chapter 518

Now he insists on his mission for a long time. Song Xuanye hands him to huangquan, and his heart is empty for a while.

"Gu Jinghong will not let him go easily. We should go back before they put pressure on Fusang." Gu Jinyu reminds me.

Song Xuanye knew that things were in a hurry, and he did not indulge in excessive grief. He immediately set out for the Jin army camp.

Since Murong Bai was injured, the military doctors were helpless, and Mo Yi did not find Gu Jinyu. There was no other way to make his highness live, so he had to take a team of people back to Kyoto for treatment in person, and 100000 troops were handed over to the deputy general, who only garrisoned the border without any further action.

Murong Bai has not yet returned to Kyoto, he will not be able to hold on to it. He may return to the sun in the middle of the journey, and rarely wakes up.

He is more energetic than before. He has said a lot with Mo Yi, and vowed to defeat Gu Jinghong once, and to take Pei makeup back as a princess.

Mo Yi only listened quietly, but knew that all these things could not be realized.

On the boundless grassland, Murong Bai lies on the ground paved with felt, looks up at the stars, and Mo Yi kneels beside him.

Murong Bai looked at the Big Dipper, and at the end of the spoon handle was the direction of Kyoto. He said lightly, "Mo Yi, do you think she will like the cloud sea grassland of Fusang?"

"Fusang is a big country in Kyushu. No one is not interested in it. Miss Pei will naturally like it."

Murong Bai smiled happily: "so she will regret one day that she didn't come to Fusang with me. When I die, you will bury me in this grassland. I don't want to go back to Kyoto."

Most of the memories there are bad.

"Yes, I do." Mo Yi could not bear the tears in her eyes.

"You have been with me for so many years. When I die, you will leave here. Don't get involved in the fight between my eldest brother and my third brother again. The fortune of Fusang country will soon disappear." Murong Bai said and slowly closed his eyes. His eyes were like watching a play, playing back all kinds of his past life.

There are pictures of him being bullied by the eldest prince and the third prince, and pictures of him suffering from humiliation and being blinded. But finally, in the sunset town medical center, the smiling face called him over and over again, which was the first time that no one would despise or fear him because of his appearance.

Mo Yi slowly extended his hand and put his finger under Murong Bai's nose. There was no breath.

"Your Highness!" Mo Yi kneels beside Murong Bai's corpse and cries bitterly.

According to Murong Bai's request, Mo Yi buried his body on the grassland. He personally took Murong Bai's relics to Kyoto. Some things need to be dealt with.

The news of the second prince's death soon spread in Kyoto. Naturally, the soldiers in the border areas also know that the battle seems to have been decided. The Lord of Fusang sent a special envoy to make peace.

These days, Gu Jinghong's army has been on the border and has no intention of leaving.

On the wilderness outside the barracks, a carriage galloped, accompanied by a team of soldiers and horses, which showed how important the identity of the people inside was.

Rhoda was very uneasy sitting in the center of the carriage. As a remonstrating doctor, he always offended people in the imperial court. He never had any good thing to do. Unexpectedly, he wanted to make peace with the state of Jin this time. The ministers in the imperial court pushed each other's buck and finally pushed it into his hands.

The Lord of Fusang promised him that he would be promoted when he came back if he could talk well. He couldn't resist the urge of the snobbish woman at home. Rhoda had to deal with the difficulty.

It's said that the emperor of Jin was a reckless man. He was unreasonable and powerful. It's not that the emperor of Jin killed their second prince. It's said that the bones were scattered. Even the capital city of the corpse could not be brought back to Kyoto, so he had to hide it outside.

He is a civil servant with no strong hand. What can I do if I don't agree with him?

In such a state of mind, when the carriage stopped outside the Jin army camp, Rhoda didn't even have the courage to get off.

"Lord Luo, here you are."

The voice of the bodyguard came from outside.

Rhoda held on to the carriage frame, trying to look calm, but his sleeves were wide enough to keep his hands from shaking with tension.

He shivered down the carriage. When he stepped on the horse stool, his foot was empty, and he was hastily supported by the bodyguard around him.

"Thank you, thank you." Rhoda has no energy.

Lan'er, who was not far away waiting to meet the emissary, whispered to Qin Feng, "look at that emissary. He's so scared that he can't even walk. Why did they send such a person to Fusang?"

"Fusang is a big country, with a lot of rich families, who attach great importance to family status. The relationship between the DPRK and China is even more complicated. This kind of hot potato is supposed to fall on the less powerful minister, who is naturally timid and afraid." Qin Feng looks at the front, and explains with Lan'er.

As he spoke, the emissary had come.

Lan'er immediately went forward to salute, and smiled politely: "welcome the emissary. Our majesty prepared a banquet for the emissary in the camp, and invited the emissary to follow me."

She used "I" in front of the messengers, not the maidservant. She was already secretly cursing.

But Rhoda was just cleaning up the cold sweat, didn't notice so much, just promised: "that's a lot of work."

Gu Jinghong prepared good wine and delicacies in the camp to entertain the emissary. He was already waiting.

"Messengers, please." Lan'er quickly walked into the camp and returned to Pei Zhuang's side.

Rhoda walked into the barracks and saw the king of Jin sitting in the middle of the barracks. Different from what he thought, he was very young and handsome. He didn't look rude at all.

"See your majesty, Rhoda, the emissary of Fusang!" Rhoda knelt to salute.

Gu Jinghong raised his hand in vain and said politely, "the emissary has been working hard all the way. Please take a seat."

Rhoda sat at Gu Jinghong's lower head, opposite him was a gorgeous woman. He had never seen such a beautiful woman, especially those eyes, which were quite different from those of the noble women of the Fusang family. Her eyes revealed intelligence and clarity.

The women of the gaomen aristocratic family in Fusang country have many requirements for them, even if they sit at the same table with men, they are extremely rude.

I feel that I have been looking at myself. Pei makeup looks at me, right in front of Rhoda's eyes.

Looking at each other, Rhoda thought she would bow her head shyly. Who knows Pei makeup would give him a polite smile, which makes people feel as comfortable as spring breeze.

The custom of Jin is quite different from that of Fusang, even the attitude towards women. But what Rhoda didn't know was that even in the Jin Dynasty, there were only a few women like Pei Zhuang.