Chapter 89： Delicate red beans fall in the arms

Like a swimming fish tasting the stamens, Mu Zhiming closed his eyes and pursed Gu Heyan's lips lightly, jerky and uneasy.

The sudden kiss made Gu Heyan as stiff as a stubborn stone, his thin lips tightly closed, and he was speechless for a while. Mu Zhiming kissed him twice so carefully, then backed away and said with a light smile, "Scared you?"

Gu Heyan suddenly became excited, turned over and pressed Mu Zhiming under his body with his left elbow by his ear, pinched his chin with his right hand, and kissed him fiercely again.

Gu Heyan was like someone who was about to die from thirst tasting the nectar, and the kiss was as deep and ruthless as a gust of wind rolling the setting sun. Before Mu Zhiming could react, he felt that his tongue was being occupied, his breath was being plundered, and his whole body was being pressed by brakes. Must not.

"..." The screeching voice overflowed from Mu Zhiming's mouth in the gap between his lips and tongues. He was kissed so that his head was in chaos. He only passively endured Gu Heyan's kiss and let him ask .

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Heyan was finally willing to let go of Mu Zhiming, he wrapped his arms around Mu Zhiming, rested his head on his neck, panting, and then his lips touched Mu Zhiming's side vaguely. The neck and earlobes seem to be trying to calm the urge.

Mu Zhiming's breathing was heavier and more rapid than his. There were only a few moments before Mu Ming felt that he was almost suffocated.

It took a long time for his dim eyes to become clear, Mu Zhiming licked his aching lips and swallowed for a few deep breaths, then hugged Gu Heyan back, he smiled and said softly, "You have to get up early tomorrow to travel, hurry up and rest, okay? ?

Gu Heyan buried his head a little deeper and said vaguely, "...Okay."

Mu Zhiming patted his back comfortably and hugged him. upper eye.

The next morning, Mu Zhiming opened his sleepy eyes, yawned and suddenly stunned that he was sleeping on his own bed. superior.

Not only did he sleep on his own bed, but the quilt on his body was so tightly covered that no cool breeze could get in.

If it weren't for the pain in the mouth, everything last night would seem like a dream. Mu Zhiming turned to look at Gu Heyan's bed.

There was no one on the bed, and Gu Heyan didn't know where he went.

Just when Mu Zhiming didn't know why, the door of the room was pushed open, and Gu Heyan brought in the basin of water. Seeing that Mu Zhiming was awake and sitting on the bed, he lowered his eyes and put the copper basin on the square wooden table, saying: : "Wash up."

"Okay." Mu Zhiming got up, walked to the table, and lightly touched the copper basin with clear water.

The water in the basin is warm and comfortable, not hot or cold.

Mu Zhiming raised his eyes and looked at Gu Heyan. Gu Heyan was standing beside the bed packing his luggage. Mu Zhiming smiled and asked, "Did you get up early to burn this water in the kitchen?"

Gu Heyan's movements were stagnant: "...wash up quickly, we have to go." His tone was cold, as if he was urging him out of impatience.

As usual, Mu Zhiming wouldn't say more, and hurried to wash up, but now he looked at Gu Heyan's slightly red ears, and smiled even more, he said, "Don't wake up in the future, take a rest early, I'm not that precious, so why do I pay so much attention when I go out? Gu Heyan was silent before answering, and looked at Mu Zhiming."

Mu Zhiming rolled his eyes and smiled at him.

Gu Heyan lowered his head and continued to pack his luggage, with a light tone: "...Recently. I love to smile at me..."

And this recently started from the moment he changed his face.

"What?" Mu Zhiming didn't realize something was wrong and asked, "Isn't it okay?"

Gu Heyan took down the saber hanging by the bed and put it on his waist. When he opened his hand again, the palm of his hand was covered with red marks from the hilt. It could be seen how hard he used to hold the hilt when he spoke just now. He replied, "...good."

Wrong, wrong, wrong, I know it's wasted, but after all, I am greedy for Linglong Red Bean and fall in the arms, regardless of the affection

After washing up, the two packed their bags and went downstairs. They had breakfast in the front hall of the inn. Mu Zhiming broke the pancakes and put them in the millet porridge. Only twenty-one?"

Gu Heyan nodded: "Yes."

Mu Zhiming asked, "Did you ever meet him when you were on the battlefield?"

Gu Heyan shook his head: "No."

It was the uncle of the current King Khan who had previously raised troops to invade the territory. He heard that the royal court battle was fierce and bloody, and the last King Khan died suddenly for unknown reasons half a year ago, and then the current King Khan succeeded to the throne. A month ago, Gouji ordered 200,000 troops to be stationed at the border, the purpose is unknown

"You are a king when you are young..." Mu Zhiming murmured, no more words, and concentrated on eating breakfast.

After filling their stomachs, the two said goodbye to the innkeeper and went all the way north.

The royal horse galloped, crossed the Changming Pass, and arrived at the boundary of the Gouji Kingdom. After another day, it was the place where the Gouji army was stationed.

Towards evening, Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan met a Gouji caravan. After talking with the caravan leader, Mu Zhiming came back and said to Gu Heyan, "We will follow the caravan, they will send us to In front of the Gouji military camp, you can travel at night without fear of encountering desert jackals, not to mention being driven away by sharp arrows before you reach the gate of the military camp.”

Gu Heyan was puzzled: "Why are they willing to help us?"

Mu Zhiming smiled and said, "Yinliang can solve many things."

The two followed the caravan in the desert. At first, the people in the caravan were very wary of Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan, but Mu Zhiming was cheerful and easy-going. For a long time, the people in the caravan treated the two of them with a lot of kindness, and even gave them a windbreak tent at night for the two of them to rest.

The tent was thin and narrow, and it was simply set up with a few wooden sticks. It was barely enough for two people to lie down, and it was only as high as one person sitting up, but it was much better than sleeping in the open air.

The wilderness is desolate, the night is low, the bonfire is burning, and the sound of dry branches burning and cracking in the fire is so peaceful. The foreign language is in the ear, and the heart is flowing towards the galaxy. After Mu Zhiming bent down and walked into the tent and sat down, he saw Gu Heyan put one leg on his knee and sat by the bonfire with no intention of resting, so he called to him, "Aren't you going to rest?"

Gu Heyan glanced at him and shook his head.

Mu Zhiming: "You come in."

Gu Heyan hesitated for a moment, then leaned over and walked into the tent.

When two people entered the tent, it seemed cramped and crowded, but it was still feasible to sit face to face. Mu Zhiming asked, "Why don't you sleep?"

Gu Heyan: "...watch the night."

Mu Zhiming: "The caravan is guarded, are you worried?"

Gu Heyan: "Yes."

"Okay then." Mu Zhiming lay down slowly, "Then it's the same for you to keep vigil in the tent, it's too windy and sandy outside."

Gu Heyan: "...Squeeze."

Mu Zhiming: "The desert night is cold, crowded and warm."

Gu Heyan:  …

Mu Zhiming looked up at him: "You really don't sleep?"

Gu Heyan shook his head.

Mu Zhiming smiled, suddenly leaned over and put his head in Gu Heyan's arms, he could feel Gu Heyan's body stiff and breathless for a moment, Mu Zhiming smiled and said, "Good dream, if you are sleepy, think about it. Lie down, put me aside, don't worry, I slept soundly.

After all, Mu Zhiming closed his eyes, and after a while, he was really drowsy and fell asleep peacefully. It took a long time for Gu Heyan's body to relax. He looked at the sleeping profile of the person in his arms, his eyes became calm, and then he concentrated on watching the night.

The next day, the camel bell rang and the bonfire turned black and ashes. When Mu Zhiming woke up, he found that he was being held in his arms by Gu Heyan. The two were lying face to face. When he moved, Gu Heyan woke up.

Mu Zhiming smiled and said, "Morning."

Gu Heyan let go of him, his eyes wandered around, but he didn't fall on him: "... um"

The two got up to collect the tent to remove the bonfire ashes, and went north with the caravan. Another day, they stood on the desert hills. From the upper pole, you can see far away, the desert is solitary, the long river is setting the sun, and the army camp of Gouji Country is already in front of you.

Even the Gouji caravan couldn't easily approach the barracks. As the caravan approached a little bit, there was a squad of soldiers in the barracks who came to ask what was going on with swords and axes.

While the caravan leader was talking with the soldiers, Mu Zhiming said to Gu Heyan, "Wait, no matter what happens, don't move, don't worry, trust me."

His tone is calm, his eyes are firm, and when he is neither humble nor arrogant, he is sharp. Of course Gu Heyan believed him: "Okay."

After the Gouji soldier discussed with the caravan leader, he turned to look at Mu Zhiming. Mu Zhiming stepped forward and talked with the soldier in Gouji language, but when the words fell, the soldier's knife and axe pressed against Mu Zhi. clear throat.

Gu Heyan resisted the urge to step forward and kept his feet firmly in place.

The sharp blade was in front of him, but Mu Zhiming was not afraid and said a few more words calmly.

The soldier looked at Mu Zhiming suspiciously for a moment, then turned his head and shouted twice. Soon other soldiers brought hemp rope, tied Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan with five flowers, and took them to Gouji's barracks. .

The soldiers locked the two of them in a tent with debris. Mu Zhiming calmly found a broken box and sat down. He also chatted with Gu Heyan, mentioning that the roast lamb he tasted in the caravan yesterday was very good. tasty.

About an hour later, a Gouji soldier lifted the curtain and walked in, took the two out of the camp, and led them to the middle of the camp. Not long after, an extraordinary camp appeared in front of the two of them. The crimson dome roof was painted with a burning sun. , the top is like an umbrella bone, thinking and rolling, and the magnificent atmosphere can accommodate thousands of people.

In the tent, there are long spears and swords as decorations on the left and right. There are several low tables in front of the decorations. In front of each low table sits a general Gouji. .

And in the center, on the stairs made of wooden boards, sat a young man with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing a black jade forehead belt, and wearing a pale blue Gouji costume.

That is today's Goujitian Khan, Buri Gude.

He looked down at Mu Zhiming and Gu Heyan standing in the tent, his eyes were sharp and fierce like wolves

Mu Zhiming looked at him calmly, calm and gentle.

Just when it was quiet, a Gouji royal family sitting on the left of Burigude stood up and asked, "Who are you and why did you trespass on the barracks?"

Mu Zhiming replied calmly, "The Minister of Rites of the Great Jin Dynasty, the envoy Mu Zhiming, is here to discuss peace."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were sneering and mocking voices all around him: "Reconciliation? Why, is Da Jin afraid? Don't you dare to fight us?"

Mu Zhiming didn't immediately argue, but just looked at Burigudetian Khan, and saw that he didn't show a look of contempt, but instead looked at himself with his lips hooked. Seems to be interesting.

When the laughter stopped in the tent, Burigude Tianhan opened his mouth, but asked an irrelevant question: "Your Gouji language is very good, have you lived in Gouji before?"

Mu Zhiming said: "I haven't lived, but I only carry the life of an envoy on my shoulders. Naturally, I have to have the temperament of an envoy. It's Tianhan you, do you really want to do such unkind and injustice?"

"Huh?" Brigold raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

Mu Zhiming said: "Since ancient times, seeing envoys and ministers is like seeing a country, Gou Ji and Da Jin once set up a monument to make a promise of friendship for a hundred years and sit on an equal footing, but today when Khan sees me, he is bound with ropes and despised with both eyes, is it not benevolent? Injustice, dishonoring your trust, and despising the majesty of your ancestors."

"Shut up!!" The standing Gouji royal family scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about, are you courting death?"

Seeing that the Gouji royal family was furious, Buri Gude showed a playful smile. He sneered and said calmly, "Release the two of them."