Houmen maidservant, she doesn't want to be in power

Yan Zichuan had an indescribable illusion.

Obviously only talking to each other, why did he also reveal the embarrassing things from his childhood? !

Ever since he returned to Damco, his face was full of unfailing solemnity.There are too many people's fates on his shoulders, and every wrong step will lead to an abyss.

But when facing Shi Jin, he always has the urge to sigh.

"You just need to know that we are a family, so that's good." Seeing that Shi Jin's lips were slightly curved, and he was in a good mood, he couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, and sighed softly.

Shi Jin sat up straight again, with a serious expression on his face, "Can you tell me about Shi Nian's mother?"

"I don't know much," Yan Zichuan frowned and thought, "However, if you want to know more, you can ask the older nuns in the clan, maybe no one will remember."

"Then thank you very much." Shi Jin was naturally very grateful for the news.

Yan Zichuan stood up, "You don't need to thank me. He checked all these for you."

Shi Jin didn't expect that there was such a layer in it, and his heart was once again filled with Qi Mojing's figure.

Even though they were only a few months apart, it seemed that the time was too long.

After learning the news that he is still alive, will he be rejoiced, or will he feel lost...

Trying his best to dispel these thoughts, Shi Jin turned his head and continued to pick up the scattered flowers.
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The rebellion came sooner than Qi Mojing imagined.

The iron cavalry of King Durle's court was like a group of strange soldiers roaming around the world. They crossed across the grassland at the fastest speed and faced the huge gate of Luocheng.

Not only Durle, Nadal and Wuli's cavalry also gathered towards Luocheng from the other two directions, echoing Durle from a distance, forming a line.

Wan Anshu has been filially respected by Wenren Xinchuan for these years. Not only is his army strong and his horse is strong, but even his food is rare and abundant.

He was sitting on the tall and stable corner cart, looking up at Wenren Xinchuan at the top of Luocheng City.

"Prince Wenren, I haven't seen him for many years, but he still looks the same!" Wan Anshu shouted with a smile.

Wenren Xinchuan never thought that Duerle would still send troops to attack after gaining his own benefits.

His eyes were dark, and it was obvious that he was extremely unprepared, "Wan'an forgive me! Our Daye and Qiang Rong's tap water does not interfere with the river water. What do you mean by your attack today?!"

Wan Anshu stood up from the cart. He was wearing a loose Qiangrong fur robe, which made him even more generous and heavy.

Throwing the Qiupao back, Wan Anshu squinted his eyes, and his face, which was already full of flesh, squeezed those eyes into two invisible slits, "Wenren Xinchuan, Ben Khan is going to fight So far, I have done two things. Since you are forgetful, then I will remind you to remind everyone in the world to know that it is you who have heard people believe in people who are unkind and unrighteous, and it is not me who completely forgives the incident!"

After saying that, he turned around and glanced at the tens of thousands of cavalry behind him. These Durle warriors gave him great confidence.A satisfied smile spread across Wan Anshu's face.

He turned around again and faced the direction of Luocheng City, his words were full of frivolity, "The first thing is that I, Princess Mingyue of Durle, was a guest at the house, but you sent her to make a beauty lantern with the master of Zhou. Ask you, is it right?!"

Wenren Xinchuan only felt the smell of blood in his throat getting heavier, and his whole body felt a little dizzy.

He gritted his teeth and said, "This matter has nothing to do with the mansion I heard about. Khan said so, but what evidence is there?!"

"Evidence?!" Wan Anshu laughed loudly, and then glared at Wenren Xinchuan, "I, Durle's tens of thousands of iron cavalry, are the evidence! You bullied my Durle tribe, how can I bear the humiliation? !"

Wenren Wuji stood not far from Wenren Xinchuan wearing a bright silver armor, and he also became angry immediately after hearing Anshu's outrageous words.

He took the feathered arrow from the guard beside him, aimed at An Shu again and shot it.

However, the feather arrow is light and thin, and Wan Anshu is a thousand meters away. I saw that the feather arrow marked with the imprint of Wenren's palace lost its strength just before it hit Durle's army, and stuck obliquely. Overgrown ground.

Wan Anshu was still a little scared, but when he saw the feather arrow with its wings swaying, he couldn't help laughing.

"Poor Wenren Xinchuan, you have planned your whole life, and the people around you are so reckless, it's a joke in the world! Hahahahaha~"

Wenren Xinchuan couldn't stop him just now, so he saw Wenren Wuji shoot a feather arrow in the direction of Wan Anshu.

His heart beat wildly, fearing that something might happen to Anshu, which would cause irreversible consequences.

The completion of the Mingyue event was originally not facilitated by Wenren's palace. It was nothing more than a good word for Duerle's troops to go to Luocheng.

Because when Wenren Wuji's feathered arrow fell through the air, he heaved a sigh of relief.

However, before he was completely relieved, another arrow shot out from the other side.

Different from Wen Ren Wuji's light and ethereal arrow technique, this arrow seems to have stored a ton of force.The red feather at the end of the arrow was like a stream of fire, drawing a sharp arc in the sky, dragging the long arrow straight to the chariot that Wan Anshu was riding on.

"Ding..." The feather arrow collided with the wind chime on the roof of the horn car, making a clear and trembling sound, and led the broken wind chime to be nailed straight to the tall military hat on Wan Anshu's head.

Wan Anshu trembled, and the wind chimes also rustled. For a moment, the string of wind chimes above Wan Anshu's head seemed to be the most eye-catching presence on the entire battlefield, and it made people turn their attention to this place.

Qi Mojing silently lowered his strong bow, and slightly cupped his hands towards Wenren Wuji.

Wenren Xinchuan saw Qi Mojing and Wenren Wuji looking very proud, and after watching An Shu's mixed anger, there was only one thought left in his mind: It's over!

But Qi Mojing looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and said quite complacently, "Just now, can you show the prince's kindness?"

"Okay, that's great!" Wenren Xinchuan, no matter how unwilling he was, still gritted his teeth and praised with a smile in front of Luocheng's defenders.

Seeing Wenren Xinchuan gnashing his teeth, Zhang Dameng couldn't help tugging at his sleeve, "My lord, the overall situation is the most important thing."

Before Wenren Xinchuan could react, on the other side, Wan Anshu was already furious.

His horn cart led him back together, but the iron riders surrounded him layer by layer behind him.

After staying firmly behind the cavalry, Wan Anshu's throbbing heart calmed down a bit.

He held the armrests on both sides of the corner cart with both hands, and leaned forward slightly, "Words believe in Chuan! You perfidious villain! You encourage me Nadal and Li Yanguang to fight endlessly every day, and I don't want to take you down today." This Luocheng!"

He seemed to be really angry, and grabbed the command flag from the messengers with his bare hands, waved the horns with both hands, and the thousands of cavalry drew their longbows in unison, intending to rain down arrows on the top of Luocheng!