Duan Yu had the Shaolin Yi Jin Jing magical power to protect his body. Although he suffered some internal injuries, Dao Baifeng was not too worried. Now that he knew that Murong Fu's statement about attacking Dali was false, his heart was at ease. Come down.
Even though it was only half a day since last night, Murong Fu always felt an inexplicable urge every time he saw Dao Baifeng dressed in Taoist robes.
As a result, Murong Fu reached out and picked up Dao Baifeng around his waist, and walked into the hall.
Dao Baifeng seemed to have guessed something and said shyly: "Go to the room, don't stay here..."
However, before she could continue speaking, Murong Fu lowered his head and kissed her warm lips. The refreshing fragrance spread out and mixed with her thin breath.
Murong Fu did not rush to get to the point. He just hugged Dao Baifeng into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her deeply.
Dao Baifeng had no resistance to Murong Fu. After rubbing her ears and temples for a while, she took the initiative to put her arms around his neck. The wide sleeves of her robe then slipped off, revealing her flawless jade arms like white lotus roots.
Murong Fu was quickly immersed in the joy of this moment. Both of them knew how to please each other, and they had no other distractions in their minds and released their inner emotions to their heart's content.
However, just as the two of them embraced each other affectionately, outside the ajar door, a figure stared blankly at the scene in the house. His whole figure seemed to be petrified and motionless. ?.?????.???
If he hadn't seen Dao Baifeng's face full of happiness and his initiative to hug Murong Fu tightly, Duan Yu could hardly believe his eyes and only thought that Murong Fu had forced him.
But what he saw in front of him completely subverted his understanding. No matter how you looked at it, it was all voluntary by his mother. It was not difficult to see from the expressions of the two of them that this was obviously not the first time!
For a moment, Duan Yu's face turned pale as a sheet, as if his head was about to explode. He almost couldn't help but break in and ask them why they did this to him?
I have always considered the person I love and respect the most, so why would I do such an embarrassing thing with Murong Fu, a shameless person?
Countless bad words gathered in Duan Yu's mind. His chest felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer. The pain was heartbreaking. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were bloodshot. He stared at the two shameless people in the room. .
"Murong Fu, I want to kill you! I must kill you!"
Duan Yu kept roaring in his heart, and at this moment he was filled with hatred.
If it had been him before, I'm afraid he would have rushed in and fought the opponent desperately.
But after what had just happened, he understood that even if he went in now, it would only embarrass his mother and let Murong Fu humiliate him again, and it would not change anything.
What he has to do now is to return to Dali as soon as possible and ask his uncle to unite with Tubo, Xixia and other countries to prevent Murong Fu from leading troops to invade in the future.
In addition, he also has to go to Shaolin.
At that time, he only wanted to escape and was full of fear of Murong Fu, so he rejected the sweeping monk's kindness.
But now, he has vowed to kill Murong Fu. With his current martial arts, he is naturally no match for Murong Fu, but as long as he has the help of the sweeping monk, he may not be unable to kill him.
Thinking of this, Duan Yu cut off the last thought in his heart and dragged his heavy body back to Dali.
The reason why he went back this time was to get back the embroidered shoes that Zhong Ling entrusted to him on Wuliang Mountain.
That embroidered shoe was his only remaining spiritual sustenance. Even though he had learned from Gan Baobao that Zhong Ling was with Murong Fu, he still kept the embroidered shoe with him.
Therefore, after discovering that the embroidered shoes were left in Yuxu Temple, Duan Yu hurried back. Who would have expected that he would see the scene in front of him that filled his chest with anger.
Murong Fu was immersed in the gentle countryside at this moment, so naturally he didn't notice that there was another person outside Yuxu Temple, and Dao Baifeng was even more unknown, and he was completely lost in love.
After some charming romance and tenderness, Dao Baifeng fell asleep weakly in Murong Fu's arms.
Murong Fu sent Dao Baifeng back to his room to rest, and then released a white dove from Yuxu Temple.
About an hour later, a firewood man carrying a load of firewood came outside Yuxu Temple. Before he could give a signal, Murong Fu appeared behind him mysteriously.
"My subordinate Zhang Dayou, please pay homage to the master of the family!"
After seeing Murong Fu's face clearly, the Chai Fu quickly knelt down.
Murong Fu waved his hand and said: "Get up!"
"Thank you, Master!"
Only then did Zhang Dayou stand up.
Murong Fu handed him the letter he had written early in the morning and said: "Send this letter to the Tubo Kingdom and give it to the Tubo State Advisor Jiumozhi. At that time, some people will be left to help him accomplish his task, but leave the rest alone!"
Zhang Dayou didn't dare to ask any more questions, let alone open the envelope privately. He quickly put it in his arms and took the order to leave.
Murong Fu returned to Yuxu Temple, first looked at Dao Baifeng who was still sleeping, and then went to the kitchen and cooked some side dishes, and ate some with Dao Baifeng after she woke up.
Dao Baifeng tasted these delicious dishes and felt indescribably moved.
"The gentleman is far away from the kitchen. Now that you are the prince, you should leave this kind of thing to me in the future!"
Murong Fu smiled and said: "Why do we need to be so clear-cut between you and me? I can't make you work hard for me every time I come here!"
When Dao Baifeng heard this, she felt indescribably sweet in her heart, and her love for Murong Fu reached its peak.
After the meal, Dao Baifeng did not let Murong Fu do any more work, and cleared away the dishes by himself.
In their spare time, the two of them cuddled up and lay on the bench in the courtyard, admiring the beautiful night scenery, which was so comfortable.
Murong Fu also went to get some wine and drank with Dao Baifeng.
Holding the warm and fragrant soft jade of the beauty in his arms, Murong Fu couldn't help but sigh: "How wonderful would it be if I could hold you in my arms every day and enjoy the flowers and the moon like this?"
Just now he proposed to take Baifeng with him and leave, but unfortunately he still refused.
Dao Baifeng leaned lightly in Murong Fu's arms and said softly: "I am satisfied if you can come to accompany me so often!"
She could never let go of Dali and Duan Yu.
Murong Fu caressed the beauty's ridge gently and was speechless for a moment.
Dao Baifeng knew that she had let down his good intentions, so she could only try to make up for him elsewhere.
Thinking of this, she picked up the wine glass beside her and took a sip, then kissed Murong Fu with her delicate red lips. The crystal wine stains at the corners of her mouth were shining with starlight under the silvery moonlight, which was indescribable. Charming and alluring.
If the beauty had this intention, Murong Fu would not refuse her.
As Dao Bai Feng Tan's mouth opens slightly, the aroma of wine between the teeth and cheeks overflows, followed by a hint of warm pungent air flowing into the mouth, mellow and long, like the jade liquid and nectar of the heavenly palace, with a unique taste.
As the saying goes, a short break is better than a new marriage. The two have not seen each other for several years since their separation. Now that their love has become stronger, neither Murong Fu nor Dao Baifeng knows any restraint. In addition, without Duan Yu's hindrance, The two of them were facing the flowers in front of the moon, and when their love was so strong, they couldn't help themselves.
