"Is it hard to believe that you are jealous?!" The gentle smile in Wang Qingmo Che's eyes grew stronger.

　　Murong Xue's clear eyes, like a spring in a pool without half fluctuations, "You think too much, whether it's ten times or a hundred times, I can tell you that I don't like you, I won't now, and I won't in the future, it's better that you don't spend time on me."

　　"What? Are you afraid of falling in love with me?" Wang Qing's handsome face wore an evil and somewhat cynical smile.

　　Murong Xue's cool, moonlike eyes flashed with an icy bright light, "It seems like you didn't listen to what I said."

　　"Oh, I listened and memorized every single sentence." Wang Qing's thin and graceful lips slightly hooked, spitting out words that inexplicably made people blush.

　　Murong Xue glared at him fiercely, "Is your mouth smeared with honey today?!" She had long passed the age where she could believe in sweet words, and how could she allow herself to fall again with the thoroughness that she had exchanged with the price of death.

　　"What, does it sweeten your heart?"

　　Murong Xue was completely speechless, what else could she say to a person with a thick skin?

　　"How far is it?" Murong Xue asked.

　　Knowing that she was deliberately changing the topic, Wang Qing did not expose her and followed her topic down, "In the dungeon of the barracks."

　　"You put him in the dungeon?!" Murong Xue pulled up her voice at once.

　　"Don't worry, there's no torture, he's fine." Wang Qing said indifferently.

　　Her face was somber, her brow bulging, her heart rising and falling like a boat in the waves. "Just how long do you intend to hold us captive like this?"

　　"How can you say imprisonment?" Wang Qing said indifferently.

　　Murong Xue's thin cold lips slipped through a trace of evil cold smile, languid with a few cold charm, party atmosphere is still good moment disappeared.

　　"All locked up in a dungeon, how dare you say it's not captivity?!"

　　Wang Qing innocently shrugged his shoulders, "I've never imprisoned you ah, you can walk around anywhere, there are large numbers of subordinates waiting to serve you, every day is a mountain of delicacies, what are you dissatisfied with?!"

　　"I'd rather sleep on the streets and have a top meal without a bottom meal than to be locked in a cage as a canary for people to play with." Murong Xue said in a cold voice.

　　Wang Qing's heart trembled, of course he knew she was unwilling.

　　For a moment, silence spread.

　　Because the barracks base was not in the city, but outside the suburbs, you had to ride out on horseback.

　　"Come up." With a single stride, Wang Qing mounted the horse, then held out his hand.

　　Murong Xue no matter what was in her heart, at this time it was not up to her to choose, seeing Feng Ziling as soon as possible was the most important thing.

　　She reached out and placed her hand into his large palm.

　　Wang Qing pulled hard and Murong Xue instantly sat in front of him.

　　"Ah." Murong Xue exclaimed.

　　His body didn't sit still for a moment and flung himself into Wang Qing's arms.

　　With a push in her hand, she pushed off slightly, bracing herself to straighten.

　　Wang Qing's thin lips were slightly raised with a gentle smile, yet looked sexy. He wrapped his hands around over Murong Xue's body to grab the reins and whispered, "Sit firmly."

　　"Giddyup." The steed under the seat instantly sped out.

　　Murong Xue who was riding a horse for the first time was turned a little pale, although she wanted to deliberately pull the distance between the two of them, but there was no way that the reality was very bony, after one bump after another, the two of their bodies were almost stuck together.

　　Wang Qing even directly embraced Murong Xue's tiny waistline with one palm.

　　Murong Xue already had no time to care about Wang Qing's small movements, at this time her face was pale, and her insides were in a state of flux.

　　It was hard to reach the barracks, and Murong Xue was almost only half alive.

　　Just as soon as he got off the wagon he walked off to the side of the woods and threw up.

　　Now Wang Qing couldn't help but feel heartbroken, if he had known he wouldn't have sold that little trick, why bother torturing his beloved woman.

　　He patted her back gently and asked softly, "How's it going? Is it okay?"

　　Murong Xue for a while to vomit, next to immediately then stretched out a hand, hand is a white handkerchief.

　　She took it and gently wiped the corners of her mouth, the taste in her mouth killing her.

　　"Rinse your mouth with water, it's not that unpleasant." Wang Qing immediately handed over a water belt.

　　Murong Xue hard to die, also do not care about that water bag Wang Qing has not been used. Directly took a few mouthfuls of water and rinsed his mouth. Finally feel a little better.

　　She stood aside with a pale face, not realizing how softly Wang Qing was looking at her at this moment, the heartache in her eyes clear as day.

　　The guards at the side rubbed their eyes countless times, unable to believe that the usual Iron Blood Army King would have such an expression.

　　"Why didn't you tell me you couldn't ride? Isn't it hard?" Wang Qing's tone was slightly annoyed, in fact, he was even more annoyed with himself.

　　Murong Xue gave him a cold look, then shook her head, "I'm fine!"

　　"Go inside and take a rest, there is no sun in the tents inside." Wang Qing said softly.

　　"No, where is he? I want to see him now." Murong Xue straightened her back, signaling that she was truly fine. Just that pale face, any way you look at it, you feel like it will fall down when the wind blows.

　　Wang Qing frowned, brushing aside the discomfort in his heart because Mu Tian cared too much about other men, and said lightly, "Let's go then, he's in there too."

　　Murong Xue nodded and followed.

　　Many of these commanders came over to Wang Qing to kneel and salute him, only that Wang Qing didn't pay much attention to them and told them to back off.

　　The Fire Nation's military camp was so large that you couldn't see the edge of it at a glance.

　　Wang Qing led Murong Xue to an open rocky area in front of the mountain, which was also guarded by a number of guards.

　　When the guards saw Wang Qing, they knelt down on one knee, "Greetings, King Qing."

　　Wang Qing waved his hand, "There's no need to be polite, all get up."

　　"Where are the people brought over two days ago?" Wang Qing asked indifferently.

　　"It has been arranged in cell number one as the king ordered, and he has not been treated poorly." One of the guards replied.

　　Wang Qingtai nodded, "Okay, I'll go check it out and open the door."

　　Between them the two guards simultaneously pressed their palms on two identical stones, left and right, and instantly the stones in front of them spread out to both sides, and a straight passageway appeared in front of them.

　　Wang Qing took the lead, "Follow me, and be careful of the road."

　　Murong Xue didn't hold over his hand and directly ignored walking forward.

　　Instead, several concerns flashed through his mind.

　　There are too many people inside the barracks, if you want to sneak in it's almost impossible, it's really troublesome.

　　I didn't expect Wang Qing to actually guard Feng Ziling so strictly.

　　The inside of the perimeter path wasn't very bright, and the oil lamps that were lit had a slightly dusky hue to them that made them look a little softer.

　　It took a while to walk inside.

　　"Wang Qing, you son of a bitch, let me out."

　　"God damn it, I curse you for having sons with no ass . Eyes."

　　"Wang Qing, if you have the guts to fight me, what's the point of trapping old me."

　　"......"

　　As soon as he saw Wang Qing, he kept slapping the bars of the cell door and cursing.

　　The jailer's face paled at those words, and the whip swung right over, "Shut the fuck up, all of you!"

　　Wang Qing's face didn't change from beginning to end, but it was Murong Xue who looked at the people inside the cell with slight curiosity.

　　"You're not angry even if they scold you?" Murong Xue, who had been waiting for Wang Qing's reaction, asked in a rare and gossipy manner.

　　"Hmph, it's just a defeated general, it's not worth putting in my eyes." Wang Qing said in a cold voice.

　　"Then what kind of person can make you put it in your eyes?" Murong Xue subconsciously continued to ask.

　　Wang Qing stopped and looked at her fixedly, then said, "You!"

　　The corner of Murong Xue's mouth twitched slightly, this Wang Qing was simply the prince of love words, enough to charm a large number of women in modern times.

　　"Arrived." Wang Qing said faintly.

　　Murong Xue looked inside the cell and saw that a man was collapsing on the ground.

　　"What happened to him?" Murong Xue asked as her face changed.

　　Wang Qing frowned, he didn't like her questioning tone, if it was someone else, he would have been locked up in jail, but who let her be the woman he liked, he would always be a little more tolerant of her.

　　He waved like a jailer not far away.

　　"Your Highness." The jailer hurriedly doggedly walked over and bent down to salute.

　　"What happened to him? Did you torture him?"

　　The jailer hurriedly waved his hand, "No no, just this person is too difficult to get er, no stop, just slightly let him take a little bit of ecstasy, do not hurt the body." Joking, this person is the king's hand-picked can not be tortured people, give them the guts, they do not dare ah.

　　"Open the door!" Murong Xue coldly spoke.

　　"This ......." The jailer glanced at Wang Qing again, although this woman was brought here by the king, she was of course subject to the king's orders here.

　　Wang Qing glanced at her, then said, "Open the door."

　　"Yes yes yes." The jailer hurriedly took out the key and opened the iron door.

　　Murong Xue quickly walked in and directly squatted down and then went to probe Feng Ziling's pulse. After realizing that he was only weak and unconscious, he let out a sigh of relief.

　　Only then did he carefully observe Feng Ziling's face.

　　The slight dirt on his face could not hide his handsome and prominent face, and his elegant and sunny features were mixed with his unique temperament, which contained the handsome charm of a man.

　　Murong Xue's head suddenly hurt, some faint fragments flashed through her mind, although there were only a few fragments, but she could clearly feel that the person in front of her was indeed her partner, and the familiarity between them.

　　She directly took out a healing elixir from her bosom actually hiding it from her space and fed it to Feng Ziling.

　　Feng Ziling's face flushed with a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　Let stand aside the eyes do not blink a little Wang Qing see clearly, the heart is even more surprised, look at Murong Xue's eyes inside seems to be more what?

　　"I'm taking him out." Murong Xue spoke in a cold voice.

　　"No way." Wang Qing refused without even thinking about it.

　　There were too many weird things about Murong Xue, and this Feng Ziling was the only person left who could restrict her, how could he be able to take that risk.