Rebirth of the special forces: the only favorite concubine in cold love

Chapter 132
At this moment, he suddenly connected everything together.

Mo'er was going to Dongjiao, but turned back suddenly on the way, there must be some accident, and Tantai Yixin was imprisoned in the sky prison at this time, counting the days, the time when Mo'er left Dongjiao happened to be Tantai Yixin When the news of his imprisonment just came, and Mo'er was familiar with him, he must have gone to Nan Jing to help him when he suddenly disappeared this time!

When he thought of Mo'er risking his life for another man without hesitation, he felt that the jealousy in his chest was about to ignite him, and he wished he could kill that Tantai Yixin immediately, but at the same time, the strong feeling in his heart The uneasiness in his heart also gradually expanded - if, if Mo'er still doesn't love him in this life... Ye Ming never dared to think about it anymore, a violent throbbing pain in his heart almost made him suffocate!
Feng Zhiyao was stunned immediately, something happened to Tantai Yixin, why are you so nervous?Could it be that……

No no no!Feng Zhiyao quickly dismissed this thought, Jue obviously liked Lou Mo, how could he have any thoughts about Tantai Yixin, let alone Jue only met him once!

Huh?No, just now Mohen said that Tantai Yixin and Lou Mo knew each other, so Lou Mo suddenly disappeared to save Tantai Yixin, right?

I wipe!This is too ridiculous!That being said, it's definitely not wishful thinking...

"Jue, don't you think Lou Mo is in Nanjing?" Feng Zhiyao still asked with some uncertainty.

"Otherwise, what do you think?" The aura around Ye Mingjue became even colder, and even exuded a faint hostility, which made people shudder.The whole person was terribly gloomy, with a wave of wind and rain about to fill the building.

Feng Zhiyao was speechless, it is true that Lou Mo disappeared, this is indeed the most reasonable explanation, but...doesn't it mean that Prince Nan Kyung will be wiped out?He has serious doubts about it!
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The wind is blowing!The situation in the world is changing, strange and unpredictable.

However, for more than a month, various forces have quietly gathered in Huai'an City, South Kyung. This is destined to be an unsettled winter, and many things have changed its original trajectory. It can be seen that the number of destiny is unknown!
……

"You said there is a female guard wearing a mask in the Eastern Palace?" Wen Wuyan narrowed his eyes. Ye Mingjue told him that the person he was looking for was now in the royal family of Nanjing. People searched around, but I didn't expect him to find it so soon!
The woman wearing a mask has extremely high martial arts skills, a hoarse voice, and few words!

Yange!How have you been this year?
Shouldn't we settle some accounts?

"Send someone to watch the East Palace day and night, and find her!" Wen Wuyan ordered to Hongyi in a cold voice.On his face was a coldness and hatred that had never been seen before. He was completely different from the usual vagabond, or perhaps, this was the real Mr. Qianji, Wen Wuyan!
Outside the city of Nankyung Xichuan, the cold wind of early winter is cold, mixed with a little humidity.Nan Jing's winter has never fallen leaves, but it can't hide its slump, and the scattered things are no longer as vibrant as summer.When the leaves fall, they are still hanging on the branches when they should wither and wither. On the contrary, it adds to the desolation and desolation.

In the distance, a man and a woman came galloping on horseback——

"Qingxuan, are we really going to the Imperial Mausoleum of Nankyung?" A woman who looked like a woman frowned and asked the man beside her.I saw that woman was wearing a linen dress, with long hair and high bundles. She looked like she was in her thirties, with a heroic and sharp look in her brows, and the years didn't seem to have left too many traces on her face.

The man is about forty years old, with a tough and resolute face, wearing a gray-blue ordinary coarse cotton robe, but still undiminished his elegance, obviously he is not an ordinary person.

If Lou Mo were here, he would definitely recognize these two as the shopkeeper Mo and his wife from Qili Town!
"According to reliable news, the evidence is undoubtedly in the imperial mausoleum. It is for our Dongjiao Jiangshan and the people of the world. I must obtain that evidence and present it to the emperor!" There is also a little imperceptible anger mixed in - he doesn't care about the struggle for imperial power, but he absolutely shouldn't, shouldn't bet on Dongyu's hundreds of years of foundation!
As long as the interests of the country are involved, don't blame him for not caring about blood and family!As for the evidence, hmph, he is bound to get it this time!
Seeing the man's resoluteness, the woman's eyes darkened slightly, but she felt relieved. From the beginning to the end, wasn't she deeply in love with such a man who cared so much for his family, country, and people!That being the case, whether it's mountains of swords and seas of fire, or dragons' lakes and tiger's lairs, it's enough for her to accompany him through it!
"Okay! I'll be with you!" The woman fixedly looked at the man in front of her, the brilliance in her eyes was extremely dazzling, like bright stars.

Understanding the deep meaning in each other's eyes, the two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had the same tacit understanding when they met when they were young!Two people have been together for a long time, some things don't need to be said, just a look can understand each other.

"Drive!" The two rode their horses in unison, and headed towards Huai'an City.

Under the setting sun in winter, the shadows of the two of them stretched very long, very long, as if it was enough to walk through the rest of their lives, but they still couldn't cross the chasm of fate...

On the twenty-first day of the winter moon, the virtues of heaven are in harmony, and it is suitable for sacrifice.

The Nanjing Royal Sacrifice was held on this day.

At three o'clock in the morning, the emperor took a bath and changed his clothes and sat on the dragon, accompanied by the queen's phoenix. All the civil and military officials were arranged in order of rank and position.

Nanjing Imperial Mausoleum is located on Jiuhua Mountain, ten miles away from the imperial palace in Huai'an City, and ordinary people are not allowed to approach it easily.At this moment, Lou Mo and Qian Dai had already disguised themselves and mixed with the guards of the palace, and followed the sacrificial team all the way to the imperial mausoleum.

When they arrived at Mount Jiuhua, the high priest had been waiting here for a long time. Under his signal, Emperor Nanjing cleaned his hands, burned incense, and worshiped the ancestors. Then all the officials knelt down to worship and listened to the high priest recite the sacrifice.

Among the crowd, Lou Mo raised his head quietly, looking at this high priest who was passed down by the people of Nanjing as a god——

I saw the man standing on the altar wearing a dark red dress with unknown runes embroidered on the hem. Through the sea of ​​people, his face could not be seen clearly, but his hair could be vaguely seen. It was silver, and suddenly a gust of cold wind passed by, and under the sunlight of winter, the hair was slightly silvery, flying wantonly with the wind, revealing an indescribable weirdness!
Suddenly, a sharp gaze looked towards Lou Mo, and Lou Mo hurriedly lowered his head, as if bowing his head in awe, and couldn't help thinking in his heart: This high priest's sense is so sharp!She could detect her gaze even through so many people!

However, the moment she bowed her head, the corner of the high priest's mouth evoked a wicked smile, but Lou Mo didn't notice...

　It was Xia Xia's birthday yesterday, I played a little late, so I missed the review time, I will make it up today!

　　
　
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