Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1281 The pit is 268 meters deep, the fear under the night
"It's a big night, is it appropriate to say this?"

"It's not suitable at night, but during the day?"

This man can always find the right words to choke her.

Mo Jiu coughed lightly, wrapped his hands around lightly, and hugged Xiao Qian's waist, and suddenly found that his clothes were soaked. At this time, it was very cold in the mountains and it was raining again. He was already ill. , how can you stand it?
Shivering instinctively, she looked up at him with dissatisfaction.

"What are you doing? You don't say a word when you're in the rain. It's cold, so you should worry again—let's go into the tent and talk about it."

Her concern was completely subconscious.

Xiao Qian's eyes flickered, with a smile on his lips, he looked towards the tent behind her.

There are burning lights inside, and there seems to be a warm breath coming out from the rain and fog.

Into the tent, really great.

He scratched Mo Jiu's white and tender cheeks with slightly calloused fingers, and asked in a low voice, "Ah Jiu invited me to talk in the tent at night, is there any reward?"

award?He dared to ask for a reward.

Mo Jiu couldn't help but sneezed, sniffed, squeezed his soaked clothes viciously, and snorted coldly.

"After being appraised by Master Jiu, this person is not only thick-skinned, but also has a smart brain!"

"—" Xiao Qian just smiled and said nothing.

"I said, Your Highness, how can you think so beautifully! Oh, you think you offended me so hard, just a few words and it's over, I have to sleep with you for a night, and don't take any money? In this world, where is it so good? things."

Xiao Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "How did I offend you?"

Seeing his dazed face, as if he really didn't know, Mo Jiu was also dazed.

This guy is really fake!
She couldn't help thinking of what Mo Wang had said to persuade her.At the same time, the ideological differences between men and women are deeply felt.Sometimes a woman is so angry that people don't know what she is angry at all.What a woman thinks is a big thing, but a man thinks it's a small thing.What a man thinks is a small matter, in a woman's eyes, it is an earth-shattering event.

"My lord—"

She didn't dare to call him Xiao Liulang, and her tone was not that strong.

"You really don't know, why am I angry?"

"Ah Jiu, I..." Xiao Liulang, who has always been strategizing, stood in the heavy rain and looked at the beautiful face of the girl under the oil-paper umbrella. For the first time, he felt a little at a loss.

It would be a lie if he said he didn't know anything about it.But everyone has their own standpoint and opinion. He felt that he had done what he should do according to his standpoint, and he had taken her into consideration in everything.

But thinking like this in her heart, seeing her bright moon-like eyes, looking directly at her, that little love tune, that sultry little appearance, she couldn't say anything that would make her unhappy.

Slowly, he cast a deep glance at her, full of doting.

"I won't make you angry again in the future."

"In the future?" Mo Jiu rolled his eyes, "How about in the future?"

If Wen Jingshu still has a future, what will she do with Mo Jiu?
With a cold snort, Mo Jiu was seriously suspicious, he really didn't know what she was thinking about.

"My lord, do you know why I left Jinle Yuan that day?" Mo Jiu lowered his voice unexpectedly, he didn't rush to the tent to shelter from the rain, and he didn't even feel sorry for him anymore, so he just stayed where he was coldly , looking at him with half-closed eyes—the man who came down from the altar and held her hand tightly.

They have gone through so many days in spring, summer, autumn and winter, she is not willing to have a estrangement, no matter what the conflict is, she is willing to take an extra step to communicate.As for who took the step of collusion, it doesn't matter, she only wants the result.

"Trust. In the final analysis, trust. You don't trust me, but you can trust Lu Ji, and even trust Wen Jingshu who Lu Ji trusts. In your heart, he is like a master like a father, a person who can entrust secrets. But to me , Occasionally there are reservations, this is the gap."

Xiao Qian was taken aback.

"That's not a reservation, it's a protection—"

"Maybe you're right, you think it's protection. But I don't think so." Mo Jiu looked straight at Xiao Qian, his voice was very low, covered by the sound of wind and rain, and the only person who could hear it was the person in front of him Xiao Qian.

"All along, what we have lacked between us is actually unreserved trust. My lord, in your heart, maybe it is enough to take care of, love, pity, and be good for each other. But in my heart, two people want to hold each other Holding hands, shoulder to shoulder, facing the wind and rain together. Why can you give old man Lu Ji's trust, but not me?"

Xiao Qian had no way to defend himself.

Some things can't be explained.

He really trusted Lu Ji.

Because the master not only taught him, taught him, but also achieved his achievements in medical skills.

But in terms of trust, how could it be greater than Mo Jiu.

In the end, he trusted Mo Jiu, but sometimes he didn't want her to fall into that disgusting, filthy mud——

Tightening the corners of his mouth, he held the oil-paper umbrella high above Mo Jiu's head, and looked at her quietly without saying a word.

This is not a man who is good at defending...especially in front of the woman he loves.

But Mo Jiu fixed his eyes and pushed away the oil-paper umbrella he was holding on his head.

"My lord, I like your care, but I am more willing to bear it with you. Even if the rain is pouring, there is nothing to be afraid of. I don't want to watch you, alone with your shoulders. Finally, when the matter is over, come and tell me: Ah Jiu, everything is settled, you can rest assured. You said, when you are facing the wind and rain, can I really hide under your wings and be a little woman with peace of mind?"

Seeing Xiao Qian's dark eyes, like this night, he seemed to be using his best efforts to think, Mo Jiu didn't force him, kept silent, looking at him tenderly, letting the rain wash on each other's faces , and then seeing that he was still silent, he took his hand firmly and added something.

"If I'm that kind of Mo Jiu, what's the difference between me and other women? Is it really me that you fell in love with? It's superficial, like a vase, and I can't do anything, and I don't understand half of it. One day , can no longer integrate into your world, and become your exclusive subsidiary. At that time, will you still want me, will you still value me? Xiao Liulang, in my opinion, the true matching love is mutual admiration. You love Me, can you say categorically that there is no trace of admiration in it? Isn't it because I am a great son of the Mo family and a capable woman?"

Xiao Qian stared blankly at her small face.

Afterwards, his fingers brought up her face and watched.

"Ah Jiu, men are no better than women. In my heart, no matter what kind of you you are, I like you."

"Most men say that." Mo Jiu was so lifeless, she sighed with a faint smile, and couldn't help but think of the countless marriages she had seen before——

When a man likes a woman, he will always use all his sweet words to make her feel the most love and the strongest affection in the world.As a result, he was willing to turn himself into what a man expected and lose himself.Until one day, seeing him turn around indifferently, and go to the next "true love", and tell the reason, it's just that the feeling has faded and I don't love anymore.

What is feeling and what is love?

In the final analysis, it is the loss of freshness and admiration!
Therefore, even though she and Xiao Qian have gone through life and death together, she still believes that love needs to be managed, and love itself is not eternal.Spiritual things change the fastest.He and she will have conflicts because of a small matter now, let alone in the future, in the long, long time?

"You have your reasons." Mo Jiu squinted his beautiful eyes, and looked at him seriously, "But if you can't understand what I mean, I can't give in to you either. My lord, I'm just like Mo Jiu, the rain is too heavy , please go back, think about what I said, maybe you will understand me."

Saying that, she let go of his hand and was about to turn around.

Mo Jiu like this is indeed willful, even arrogant.

Just imagine, which woman in this world dares to ask a man to understand her.

And she will never give in?

Xiao Qian sighed, grabbed her hand, and firmly controlled it in the palm of his hand.

"Ajiu, I'm sorry—"

The strength of his voice increased, but his tone softened, making his voice even hoarse.

"What you say is what you say. I will try to understand you."

Looking at her glance, she lost some of the determination just now.Xiao Qian couldn't help sighing again, looking indifferently at the warm light in the tent behind her, adding a gentle request.

"Can't you invite me in and sit down? I'm all wet."

Does this man know how to act like a baby?
Mo Jiu's hand was held by him, so tight that there was a slight pain. She could see that he had used great strength, and she could also see that this night... the night when he ordered the killing of many people, his mood It's not peaceful.Also, he should have just come from Menghe, and he may have talked a lot, and there have been confrontations and contests between men.

At this time, he was lonely and restless.

He also needs a warm harbor to lick his wounds.

And the only person who can make him open his heart is her.

The stone blocked in Mo Jiu's heart has not yet fallen.But on such a special night with heavy rain, she couldn't really hate to drive him away.So, taking a casual glance at his thin face, he squatted down slowly, picked up the oil-paper umbrella on the ground, and covered it over his head, the haze on his face faded away, and replaced it with a pretty smile.

"Sit down, you can have it. You can also have hot tea. But next to it... the prince weighs it in, is it possible to have it?"

A flowery smile, a beauty with a strong character.

Xiao Qian's tears lingered in her sight.

Using a little force with his big hand, he pulled Mo Jiu into his arms with just one swipe.

He hugged her tightly, resting his chin on her head.

For a moment, he lowered his head again, looking at her charming eye sockets, his voice hoarse.

"You can have it, you can have it. Ah Jiu, I'm thinking hard."

The sound of exhaling male hormones made Mo Jiu's heartstrings tense.

The whole person falls into his arms, breathing his warm and familiar breath, eyes are hazy, heart is confused, people are irresistible.She secretly sighed in her heart, she felt helpless with this man, and she also knew that tonight would have such a result, so the corners of her lips could not help but slowly curled up, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Then...it depends on your performance."

The corners of Xiao Qian's lips were slightly curved, his expression calm.

"Ajiu should know my skills—"

Shameless guy!Also learned to brag?
Mo Jiu glared at him.

"Technology needs to be continuously improved. You can't be proud, my lord!"

"Haha!" Xiao Qian suddenly felt better.

In the hearty laughter, there is a kind of joy after the rain.

"Then please my Ah Jiu... wait and see?"

Mo Jiu hummed, a pair of water-like eyes rippled.

"Don't mind! If you really can't do it, don't be embarrassed."

Excite him!This little goblin knows how to provoke him.

Xiao Qian pinched her ears, "Don't make things difficult for me. But as a man, how can you make things difficult for your little wife but not yourself?" He suddenly lowered his body and hugged Mo Jiu's small body off the ground , ignoring the poor oil-paper umbrella, fell into the mud again, and strode towards the tent, his voice passed through the wind and rain, with a hint of comfort in a smile, "Even if you can't say it again, it's going to be embarrassing. "

Can't speak?

What do you mean?
Mo Jiu's body was drenched in the rain, and he shivered.

She thought of the way he used to "speak", and couldn't help shrinking.

"Hey, I haven't agreed yet, why don't you mess around?"

"I thought Ah Jiu agreed?"

He kept staring at her eyebrows and pinching her waist with one hand.Sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes scratching, sometimes scratching, walking a short distance like Mo Jiu's nightmare.She wanted to laugh but couldn't, she lost her breath when she laughed, and could no longer "get angry" with him properly.

After all, Mo Jiu is an open-minded girl.

It's not a mistake in principle, and it's basically not taken to heart.

What's more, if a man is really hungry, if he can't help stealing food, what will happen?

Finding a reason to convince herself, she hung her hands around Xiao Qian's neck, pouted her lips, and looked dimly, like an angry little wife waiting for a man to love her.The gloom between his brows and eyes was wiped away by his warmth and wind and rain.

"Very annoying! I'm ignoring you."

Xiao Qian's scorching eyes gave off a dim light, locked on her face.

A heart suddenly turned into soft fingers.

"Ah Jiu hasn't told me yet, did you agree?"

His tall body wrapped her in his arms, making her look so small.

It is also so warm, almost no rain, and almost no longer able to resist his tenderness.

"No." Mo Jiu had a half-smile, "I'm not such an easy-going person!"

Xiao Qian raised his eyebrows and his eyes deepened.

The relationship between the two is very delicate, and some things are puzzling to him.

It also made him feel that something beautiful was secretly growing...

"Ajiu—"

He called her again, suddenly lowered his eyelids, and looked at her face close at hand, as if he was embarrassed, or as if he had thought about it for a long time, with a smile, he spoke calmly.

"The previous things were all my fault."

Alas!
Why is this apology so generous?
Mo Jiu rolled her eyes and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Do all men become well-behaved when they want women?

Even the ruthless and indifferent Xiao Qian was not spared?
"But the lord—" Mo Jiu's mind was completely influenced by him, but he didn't want to lose the battle.A delicate face turned slightly, and there was a flash of fire in the eyes facing the tent, "This matter has been on my mind for these days, and it hasn't passed yet, what should I do?"

"Then how do we get there?"

"It depends on my mood, it depends on your performance."

"Then I will behave well and serve you so that you are in a good mood."

"Go! Which time didn't you take advantage?"

At this moment, the two had reached the door of the tent, Xiao Qian glanced at Chi Xi and Mei Er, and ordered them to prepare warm water, but ignored their shy eyes, lowered his head suddenly, and kissed Mo Jiu on the forehead, The voice was rustling and hoarse, with a gentle smile on it.

"That's not called taking advantage, it's just to fulfill the promise. Ah Jiu will not forget that you once promised me to give birth to a child for me, right? If you don't choose a day to hit the sun, then it will be tonight."

"Get out!" She pushed him hard, and whispered in his laughter, "You are shameless!"

The curtain was lowered with a "pop".

Both Chixi and Meier were locked outside.

The two looked at each other, and Mei'er blushed, "It's raining so hard."

Chi Xi let out a heck, curled his lips, and smiled a little treacherously, "Then Miss Mei'er, should you go to rest? I'll do the water preparation."

Meier is a girl's family, and the two masters want to make out, so it's really embarrassing to stay here, not to mention that in her eyes, Chixi is still a "big man", which is even more embarrassing.But let's really go, the master is inside, and he can't move his feet.

For a moment, she bit her lip, in a dilemma.

"Then... I'll fetch water first, and then go to rest."

"Success, let's go!" Chi Xi held his sword in his arms, as if he had come here, "I'm here, it's fine."

"Well——" Mei'er stepped up, and a low voice came from inside. She trembled, turned to look at Kexi, saw him waving his hand, looked calm, couldn't help but look at him adoringly, changed direction, and walked around to the tent. Back to prepare hot water.

……

The sound of rain pattering on the tent seemed to cover up some sounds.

Chixi outside the tent looked up at the deeper night, and began to miss her little monk——

At this time, the entire camp was sunk in darkness.

The night birds in the forest are flying around, busy taking shelter from the rain.

In the entire space, except for the soldiers who were watching the night, there were sounds of sound sleep everywhere.

At the same moment, a tall figure stepped out from outside Meng Hehan's tent.

He looked around, nodded to the Beimeng soldiers on duty at night, made a gesture, and asked a few words.Going to the door of the sweat tent again, he coughed lightly and reported.With Menghe's permission, he just opened the door curtain and walked in with the night rain and cool wind.

"Khan, everything is done."

Meng He hadn't fallen asleep yet, leaning on the couch, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time, a little impatient.Putting down the book in his hand, he hummed lukewarmly, raised his eyelids slowly, and asked him in a sullen voice.

"Did she have any explanation?"

It was Senton who came, and he lowered his head, not looking at Menghe.

"She said she didn't know why, unless someone changed the cup."

"Hmph, it's easy to explain because I changed the cup. But did all my people die in vain?" A bloody coolness flashed in Meng He's eyes, "Also, this matter can be done, Su He is not on the surface. He said, how could he not expect me to be involved? You really shouldn’t listen to women’s words. What kind of poison is unsolvable and unsearchable? If you take the poison, you will obediently obey me and obey me. What is ignorance? Alas! The word color is harmful to people."

Having said that, his voice sank, and the conversation suddenly changed.

"Princess Seven, and Zhaburi, what happened today? Did you investigate?! Everyone is against Ben Khan, is this going to be the opposite?!"

He seemed a little annoyed.

I don't know if I was fascinated by Mo Jiu and made an incorrect decision, or if I was angry that everything went against him, I fiddled with the teacup in my hand, rattling, but couldn't eat it, so I threw it on the table .

"Hmph! I'm so angry!"

Senton didn't dare to look up, but his answer was just right.

"Report to Da Khan, the seventh princess and Mo Jiu had a life-long friendship, and she is also a fierce woman. Seeing that Mo Jiu has something to do, she will naturally help. In my opinion, she may not have thought of Da Khan. As for the prince of Zaburi ..." At this point, Senton chuckled, "Does Da Khan still not know what he is? What to do, what to say, just for the seventh princess. This person will not pose any threat to Da Khan at all."

Senton's analysis made Menghe calm down.

He pondered for a while, nodded, his eyes turned dark.

"Yes, it's that Su He, I can't keep it..."

"What does Khan mean?" Senton seemed taken aback.

"When the hunt returns to Beijing, and the contestant chooses a commander, Ben Khan will appoint him as a commander-in-chief and let him lead the army... If he goes out, he will not come back."

Does this mean that Su He will die on the battlefield?

Senton moved his lips, but did not speak in the end.

After a long time, in the silence, he suddenly frowned again and looked up at Menghe.

"What should we do with the woman surnamed Wen? After all, she is the apprentice of old man Lu Ji—"

"Old man Lu Ji protects his shortcomings tightly, but his medical skills are also good, which is useful. As for Wen, she is just a woman. She can't make any troubles, so let her stay. But—" He suddenly His brows turned cold, and he said to Sendon with a livid face: "She knows too much! Capital crimes are inevitable, but living crimes are inevitable!"

Senton pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time.

It seemed to be waiting for his further order.

Meng He sneered, an imperceptible ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"Sendon, do you know what to do?"

"Yes, the subject knows!"

Sendon put his palms on his chest and bowed in salute. There was faint cold sweat oozing from his forehead under the lamplight.

This night at the hunting ground camp, experienced a lot of wind and rain.

The howling wind and howling rainstorm shook the heavens and earth, and covered up many things.

In a remote tent, no one heard the soft call of the woman.

"Who, what does it do?"

It's Wen Jingshu, she asked in a low voice, her voice full of panic.

The man was half-wet, and walked lightly in front of her, staring intently at the woman who was tightly tied to the shelf.For a long time, he didn't make a sound, until Wen Jingshu's gaze turned into a scarlet scarlet, he slowly squatted down, looked into her eyes, and drew out the sharp dagger at his waist.

"The Khan said, you know too much. What do you say to do with you?"

Looking at the man's gloomy eyes, Wen Jingshu's heart was in turmoil.

"As I said, Lord Sendon, I can meet the Great Khan and explain it to him myself."

"no need."

"I have something urgent to report to Khan—" Wen Jingshu was very anxious, like a drowning person, grabbing the last piece of driftwood that could take her out of danger, staring at Sentun's eyes for a moment, Urgent and frantic.

"Master Sendon, as long as you let me meet Da Khan, I will persuade him—"

"Really?" Senton's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes were locked on her pale face coldly. Seeing her beads of sweat dripping down, she was still trying to calm herself down. Suddenly, she felt that this woman was actually not very good. generally.

With a smile, his voice suddenly became cold, and he raised the dagger.

"It's a pity, Da Khan has already fallen asleep, and I don't want to see you."

"Master Nasenton, listen to me—" Wen Jingshu took a deep breath desperately, ready to die, but the air fell silent at this moment.

Her eyes widened suddenly, and she let out a cry of pain.

After a short sound, there was no movement.

She never thought that while she was speaking, Senton would use a dagger to pierce her lips and stick the sharp point into her mouth.She felt it, the tip of her tongue was broken, there was numbness and sharp pain, and warm blood dripped down her mouth.

And Senton in front of him, his voice seemed to be even more soul-stirring than the judge in the Hades Palace.

"Miss Wen, you have two choices now."

Slowly, Sendon turned his wrist, the sharp dagger was like grinding meat, blood kept coming out of Wen Jingshu's mouth.

But his voice was very calm, like a completely emotionless monster.

"First, I will cut off your tongue for you, and you will be safe from now on. Second, you will become a dumb person completely after taking this poison, which will save you some pain. If I were you, I would choose the second option, you Say?"

Under the dim, bloody light, Wen Jingshu's hair was disheveled, her mouth was full of blood, her snow-white front was torn off, and it was also dyed red. It looked like a bloody man, but her face was as pale as paper, like a ghost.

This is an unexpected ending.

She never thought that...the medicine would have an accident.

It never occurred to her that Mo Jiu was not dragged into hell by her, and she was about to go to hell.

Hell is a word scarier than dumbness and pain.

So, she can't go to hell, no.

Compared with those, the pain seems to be nothing, numb, and there is no feeling.

She lowered her head and looked at the blood dripping drop by drop on the ground. In her red eyes, there was a flash of hatred.

As long as you don't die, there is hope, isn't it?
As long as they haven't killed her, she still has a chance, doesn't she?
This life has been exhausted to this point, and it is impossible for her to turn back.

"Okay." Her voice was vague and no longer clear, "I, I... take... medicine."

　Oh yo yo, the dagger twists the tongue, it's a bit scary to think about it.

　　I don't know if Miss Wen can still make a moth after this night?
　　Will something happen to Liu Lang when he chooses a handsome man to play next?
　　This Menghe wants Ah Jiu, can he succeed?

　　Well, let's wait for Liulang's journey to the top, and the legend of Ah Jiu's mother in the world.

　　Well, see you tomorrow!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)