The First-Class Medical Princess

Murong Yuan's icy blue eyes did not move away from Su Yunchu's face, she looked too perceptive, she understood everything on her face, calm but free and easy, it seemed that she had always understood him, understood him His every movement and stillness, those eyes seemed to be able to see through space and distance, and put the years when he and her had no intersection at all into a place where they could all see.

Life is a contract, who else is better than her?

And is this woman really only fourteen years old?

But Murong Yuan sneered, "The oath you made back then? Oh! Now, this king has returned to the court."

Yes, after recovering four cities, Emperor Yongye already planned to make peace with Beiliang, and even issued an imperial decree, sympathizing with him for many years of fighting, and asked him to return to the court to recuperate, so he came back.

But Su Yunchu said, "If the prince doesn't return to court, I believe that within three years, the Central Plains will be recovered!"

Murong Yuan looked at Su Yunchu with deep eyes. Within three years, the Central Plains would definitely be regained. Why on earth did this woman know him? She knew him so deeply that she even knew his estimation of her abilities.

Su Yunchu's eyes are pure and clear, especially at this time, it seems that everything in this world is under her understatement, and the recovery event that others seem to be far away is just around the corner for her, and even those veterans are jealous of him. With doubts, she easily said that he would be able to regain the Central Plains within three years. This woman is either too stupid or too smart. But whether Su Yunchu is stupid, Murong Yuan knows it without thinking.

Su Yunchu just leaned against the tree trunk like this, his eyes were far away, as if recalling or thinking, just like the moonlight that cannot be grasped, it is close in front of the eyes, but it cannot be grasped. Murong Yuan's gaze never left her, she didn't seem to have the slightest fear or fear towards him, so she just talked to him about such a big event of regaining the world.

Su Yunchu was indeed reminiscing, recalling that Song Yan told her about Murong Yuan back then, even though Song Yan had never met Murong Yuan, Song Yan was the person who cared most about the Northern Expedition, so Su Yunchu was also in those few years, When Murong Yuan did not really launch an offensive with Beiliang to regain lost ground, he heard Murong Yuan's name gradually gaining momentum in the army. The person who never knew him slowly learned about it through Song Yan, who had never met him before, and talked about these things with Song Yan, who had no one in the Song family who could talk about marching and fighting. It was at that time, Su Yunchu, this Modern soldiers know a lot about marching and fighting in ancient times.

Whenever this matter is mentioned, Song Yan wished that Su Yunchu would be a man. And when Murong Yuan started the real Northern Expedition, Song Yan's body was also deteriorating. The Northern Expedition had not been carried out for a long time, and the Central Plains had not yet been recovered. Song Yan also died in regret. The thing he never forgot has become the biggest regret in his life.

Thinking about the current Murong Yuan, he is more like the Yue Fei in history. When the war was at its hottest, after twelve gold medals, the general's horse turned around.

Sighing faintly, Su Yunchu turned his head and found that Murong Yuan was looking at him deeply, those ice-blue eyes, but what Su Yunchu felt was scorching, forbearing, deep and undetectable, as if even the air There was a layer of invisible glue, which faintly glued her and him tightly. Those blue eyes, like stars in the dark night, seemed to be able to make people lose their hearts and souls.

Su Yunchu suddenly looked away, as if he wanted to find something to focus on, and hurriedly looked behind Murong Yuan, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight!"

Su Yunchu suddenly said such a word for no reason, Murong Yuan paused, and his face was a little unnatural, but seeing Su Yunchu's no longer calm expression, there was a softening on his face, he blinked, but still looked at Su Yunchu. She also said, "It's really beautiful!"

But Su Yunchu raised his chin slightly and pointed behind Murong Yuan, but said something that he wanted to bite his tongue, "My lord, the moon is behind you."

After saying this, Su Yunchu immediately changed his words, "But the moonlight is also beautiful."

"That's right, it's really beautiful." Murong Yuan looked at Su Yunchu's changed face again, nodded as if he understood something, and continued, there was already some faint smile in his tone, and the corners of his mouth even raised a touch of embarrassment. Su Yunchu smiled angrily.

Why does she feel that Murong Yuan is teasing her, why does she feel that her cheeks are still a little hot at this moment, tonight, the night breeze is blowing, so it's not hot!

But Su Yunchu could only secretly think that Murong Yuan's blue eyes had ruined his wisdom for a lifetime, and he actually committed the problem of nympho.

However, Murong Yuan looked at Su Yunchu's slightly annoyed expression, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and just as he was about to say something, there came a distraught voice from below, "Murong Yuan! You are in the middle of the night What on earth are you going to do to come to the top of this mountain?!" In the voice, it is not difficult to hear the dissatisfaction that is on the verge of collapse and gnashing of teeth.