Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1298 The pit is 285 meters deep

The river is there, but the people are not.

Home is here, parents are not.

Song Yan scattered the ashes and stayed behind closed doors. She didn't even attend the funeral held by the royal family for King Cheng, and she didn't see anyone.

But that didn't stop things from unfolding.

Ten days later, just after the first seven days of King Cheng and Princess Cheng, the Palace of Prince Cheng received an imperial decree to marry the "virtuous and dignified" Princess Ziyan to Beimeng.

Trade a woman for peace, solve the gunpowder that is approaching Beimeng step by step with a beautiful posture, and do things that a man can't do as a daughter.In ancient times, there were not many such things.Moreover, Cheng Wang and his wife are gone, and the most suitable person to marry far away seems to be Song Yan.

Therefore, a piece of imperial decree did not even cause waves, and no one objected.

All courts say: Your Majesty is holy.

With a hehe, Song Yan suddenly laughed, and looked at Mo Jiu with squinting eyes.

"Ridiculous? Really ridiculous!"

After saying this, her eyes were filled with tears, but they did not fall.

When her mother died, she didn't cry, in order to comfort her father.

When her father died, she didn't cry, because no one would care about her tears anymore.

When she was given a marriage to Beimeng, she didn't cry because she didn't want the bad guys to laugh at her.

But at this time, looking at Mo Jiu, the only person in the world she can complain about, she can no longer pretend to be strong, indifferent, and cold and arrogant who can ignore the whole world——

She was so miserable.

She wants her parents to live in good health and see them lovingly together.

She wants her parents to see that she is sensible and that she has finally grown up.

It's just a luxury.

What is lost is lost after all.

Now she has the name of a princess for nothing, but actually has nothing.

The relationship between Beimeng and Nanrong is no longer what it used to be, and it will only be sooner or later that an all-out war breaks out.So, a Princess Nanrong living in Beimeng is nothing more than a political puppet, or a sad "sexual puppet".To put it nicely, it is marriage, but to put it bluntly, it is a commodity.

"Mo Jiu." Song Yan wiped her eyes, "Tell me, what should I do? That Su He—"

She also had doubts about the man Mo Jiu was following in her heart, and she was also surprised that Mo Jiu would commit himself to a prince of Beimeng and conceive a child for him, so there were a hundred thousand reasons hidden in her heart.

But before she finished asking, Mo Jiu interrupted her intentionally or unintentionally, and asked another question instead.

"While Empress Dowager Xie was doing these things, what was Emperor Jingchang doing? He just let his harem be controlled by a woman to do these... things that violate human relations?"

"He?" Song Yan sneered, "Before I came to Beimeng, I hadn't seen him for a long time."

"What do you mean I haven't seen him?" Mo Jiu raised her brows, a little strangely.

Song Xi first came to power, shouldn't he appear in front of people from time to time?
Song Yan looked at her eyes, suddenly a little annoyed.

"Mo Jiu, do you still care about him?"

Mo Jiu squinted his eyes, looking at Song Yan, who had a double image in the blur, and couldn't laugh or cry, "When did you become so sensitive? Didn't I care about you? Why did I care about him? I just I just don't understand, Song Xi and you are biological cousins ​​anyway, Empress Dowager Xie is ruthless to you, can he be ruthless to you? Even if Empress Dowager Xie is his mother, if he is willing to stop, there will be no way Huh? Doesn't he interfere?"

"What is interfering? A foolish king!" Song Yan almost gritted her teeth and said the word "faintness". It can be seen that she hates Song Xi no less than Empress Dowager Xie. She snorted disdainfully and glanced sideways at Mo Jiu.

"You think he's a good person? You only think about him, okay? I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, and don't be sad. Ever since that Xie Qingshan was pregnant with a dragon seed, he has always looked delicate and soft when he goes out, and he is considerate in everything. Empress Xianhui, gentle, loving, and extremely weak. The emperor pampered Empress Xie like a treasure, and made offerings like a bodhisattva. She couldn't tolerate a slight frown or even the slightest bit of displeasure. What about Empress Xie? If the sky is not happy, that is the biggest event in the world.”

Hearing this, Mo Jiu frowned.

Dong Ji...doting on his wife is right.

But to be spoiled to such an extent, indiscriminate, is that too suspicious?
He wasn't like that at all.Mo Jiu was very sure.

However, the facts were right in front of her eyes, and she couldn't allow her to distinguish them.

She was not the person involved, and she didn't understand the situation at the time, so she could only listen in silence.

Song Yan had resentment towards the Xie family, so what she said naturally had a strong subjective color, and she almost gritted her teeth, "Later, the Xie family found an imperial physician who didn't know where, and told the pulse that Xie Qingshan's pregnancy would give birth to a prince, and the emperor even more so. Are you overjoyed? For this reason, he even pardoned the world. Think about it, Mo Jiu, Empress Xie blows the emperor’s pillow wind, so there will always be a few words that will catch his ears? As time goes by, he himself is Xie’s family As a result, Xie's family was ruined, and Xiao's family was left behind. After going back and forth, how can he care about his uncle and his cousin? Why don't you let the two women of the Xie family fight?"

Secretly startled, Mo Jiu thinks about it too.

A man listens to his woman beating side drums every day, and slowly, the fake will become true.

Just like her subtle influence on Xiao Qian, isn't that the case?
After a moment of silence, she raised her biggest worry.

"Yan'er, listen to what you said, could it be that now, the two Empresses of the Xie family have taken control of the Nanrong government?"

"That's not enough. They don't have that much ability. You know Song Xi, how many people can really control him? Unless he is willing." Song Yan sighed, her red eyes were full of hatred Yi said, "I don't know much about those court affairs. I don't know if Song Xi will let them intervene in major matters. But Song Xi has always turned a blind eye to the persecution of the Xiao family. Yes. You don’t even know, that Concubine Xiao—”

Having said that, she glanced at Mo Jiu, then stopped irritably.

"Forget it, you're pregnant, so I won't talk about it."

"Why can't I hear it when I'm pregnant?" Mo Jiu put his palms lightly on his lower abdomen, his eyes were cold, and he sneered, "My child, Mo Jiu, if I can't stand this, how can I be so embarrassed? Come out and call me mother? Tell me."

Seeing her insistence, Song Yan had been holding back these words for a long time. She couldn't find anyone to tell her. Now that she asked her, she couldn't hide it. It was a good death, and she suffered a lot less crimes. But Concubine Xiao was miserable, locked in the cold palace by Empress Dowager Xie, and suffered a lot."

Moisturizing her lips, her brows were tightened, as if she couldn't bear to go back, her voice was a little hoarse, "My mother and concubine once entrusted a favor to visit her secretly once in the palace, and when she came back, she lay on the bed and covered her face and wept. I told my royal father that what her elder sister suffered made her want to give her a good time. I secretly hid behind the curtain and heard it all... Mo Jiu, I really can’t say it. It’s bloody, it’s too bloody Killing people is nothing more than nodding their heads, and tormenting people like this is simply worse than snakes and scorpions!"

Mo Jiu took a deep breath.

She has read some books before and probably knows some of the methods used by ancient royal women to torment women.

Some are really horrible, such as the one where Empress Lu took care of Mrs. Qi—making it into a human pig.

Thinking about it makes people shudder.

Even if Mrs. Xie is no better than Empress Lu, her methods are not much better.

That graceful, gentle and beautiful Concubine Xiao, how could her frail body bear it?

She suddenly felt a pain in her heart, clenched her fingers inexplicably, and gritted her teeth hard.

"I hope Concubine Xiao can bear it, endure tears, endure blood, endure it, endure it alive, and wait for the day when the debt of blood will be paid in blood!"

When her nephew calls back, Mrs. Xie will be killed by her.

She thought so easily.But Song Yan was taken aback when she heard this, and then - fell silent.

Then, staring at Mo Jiu, two lines of tears flowed from his eyes.

"Mo Jiu—" she called her out of the blue, and she held Mo Jiu's hands tightly, almost crying, "I almost misunderstood you. When I suddenly heard about you, I thought, You are willing to follow that Lord Su He without any name or distinction, disregarding his ugly appearance, it is disloyal to my sixth cousin, maybe it is because of covetousness, but after thinking about it, according to your behavior, it is not It’s too possible, so I kept thinking about it, and I still couldn’t figure out why.”

Sniffing her nose, her tears flowed harder.

Raising her sleeves and wiping them, she curled her lips and smiled, "Now I finally understand that you think so far and so deeply. You committed yourself to him for the sake of the Xiao family and to avenge sixth cousin, right? Mo Jiu, it's really - I'm sorry for you."

Mo Jiu listened, not knowing how to respond.

Song Yan thought she was sad and stared at her, but suddenly she gritted her silver teeth and looked at her tearfully.

"If that Lord Su He is a licentious person, Mo Jiu, let me come!"

"Uh, no—"

"You don't have to worry about me." Song Yan held her hand even tighter, "I have nothing, so I am not afraid of anything. This body is not worth anything. If he wants it, let him have it, as long as One day, he can avenge my parents and help me kill the Xie family. I am not afraid of losing anything, so why would I care about my broken body?"

"Ah! No, no, Yan'er, that's not the case."

Mo Jiu groaned, I was afraid that she would misunderstand, so I sighed after thinking about it.

"Su He is not a drunkard. He is actually... well, he is a good person. He also really likes me. I am... grateful to him."

As she spoke, she squeezed Song Yan's hand tightly behind her back to comfort her.Moreover, she also made up a story along the "excuse" that Song Yan made for her.After all, at present, she actually can't find a convincing reason for Song Yan to explain why she wants to marry Su He and have a child for him.

"Don't worry. The prince has promised me that he will take revenge. I think the Beimeng cavalry will go south soon."

"...Really?" Song Yan was stunned for a moment, her face was neither happy nor worried, only a kind of dazed.

She is surnamed Song, and belongs to the Nanrong royal family, who belongs to her family.

Although she is now in Beimeng, drifting away, she is also tied to the Song Dynasty.

If Song Shi Nanrong really perishes, what will happen to her.

OK!She really didn't dare to think about the future of a subjugated princess.

Mo Jiu understood her hesitation and helplessness, but couldn't say more.

For the family and the country, it is still too far away for the daughter's family.In order not to let Song Yan continue to think about those troublesome things, she excused her poor eyesight and hadn't been out of the house for a long time, asked Song Yan to hold her hand, walked around the courtyard of Lingtaifang, and led her to see Looking at the stage, looking at the garden and layout similar to Nanrong, Song Yan found a little hometown feeling.

Never thought that thousands of miles away, the familiar scene would make Song Yan feel sad.

"Father, mother and concubine, where are you - Yan'er misses you so much -"

Lying on the foot of the stage, Song Yan looked up at the long white clouds in the sky, crying suddenly.

It's been too long!
Mo Jiu sighed and patted her head, but he was also speechless.

……

……

The winter of this year was extremely cold.

But the lively events of Hala and Lin happened one after another, endlessly, embellishing this snow-covered city in full swing.The common people have nothing to do in winter. After eating every day, they just hold their hands together, stepping on the icy streets, facing the sky full of wind and snow, to join in the fun in the restaurants and flowers, chatting about the hottest things nowadays. topic.

Nanrong's Princess Ziyan's wedding ceremony has arrived, and the wedding is coming soon.

Beimeng doesn't have as much red tape and attention to weddings as Nanrong, and the day depends mainly on the mood—or not, it depends on the gods.

God is the belief of Beimeng people.

Therefore, Nashun, the wizard closest to the god, became the person who chose the day and prepared the ceremony for the wedding ceremony.

Na Shun is Prince Su He's "Master" and can be regarded as adoptive father.As the number one wizard in Beimeng, he still has the right to speak on this matter.Princess Ayigu asked her to choose a date for her wedding, and also entrusted her with complete trust.

But Na Shun, everything is according to Xiao Qian.

He didn't have too much ink, and the next day he submitted the official letter written in Beimeng language, and the date was selected.The wedding day of Prince Su He, Princess Saihan of Beimeng and Princess Ziyan of Nanrong was chosen at the beginning of next month - that is, the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month in the Nanrong calendar.

Entering the twelfth lunar month, Hara and Lin are getting colder, and the New Year of Nanrong people is approaching.

Harahelin is an extremely open international city, where people from all over the world live. Therefore, a considerable number of Nanrong people also celebrate the "New Year". Waiting for the day of the grand wedding, the streets became even more lively.

Mo Jiu used the Gregorian calendar before, and later used the lunar calendar, and gradually got used to it.

In fact, part of the Beimeng people in Hara and Lin are heavily influenced by Sinicization and use a more scientific lunar calendar, but some old people still use the Beimeng calendar, and Beimeng’s official documents basically use the Beimeng calendar. Calendar year.

Their date calculation is different from that of Nanrong people.

But Mo Jiu is already hard to get rid of the habit. Most of the people around him are from the south, including Xiao Qian himself, who are used to using the traditional lunar calendar and have no idea about the Northern Meng calendar.Therefore, wherever there is Beimeng calendar, they basically automatically converted it.

People in Beimeng don't live in the "New Year" in the south, but this year's end is even more lively than New Year's Eve.

After the martial arts contest, Lord Su He changed himself and became the most powerful person in the Northern Meng Army—Marshal Zhennan. Although Meng He had no plans to go south, he still let Xiao Qian handle some military affairs and No xenophobic moves were made.He has always been a wise emperor, so he has a stomach full of dissatisfaction, and he will never show a small belly in major matters.

Often conceited people will always think of themselves a little higher.

Even though his defense against Su He has risen to the extreme, it does not prevent him from calling Su He a brother and brother with a smile, so that the clans and ministers in the whole court think that he is facing Su He with all his heart and soul, and will give Su He life and death. Created an illusion of "under one person, above ten thousand people".

In particular, Meng He attached great importance to Su He's big marriage, even more nervous than when he married the princess himself.

It's extremely cold at the heights, so it's Su He at this time.

With 1 people staring at him, no mistakes can be made.

On top of that, the big wedding ceremony that Da Khan was paying attention to seemed even more unusual.

But its meaning... also makes people have to think deeply.

Everyone knows the relationship between Beimeng and Nanrong.

Once Suhe marries Nanrong's princess, he will have a nepotism relationship with Nanrong. At that time, once the two countries fight, Suhe's identity will be very sensitive. Nanrong's son-in-law?Is it appropriate to lead the army?How to win the hearts of Beimeng soldiers?Then, if Beimeng raises his troops to go south at that time, the ending of this Princess Nanrong will be worrying.

The in-law relationship was the most delicate in ancient times...

Things that affect the whole body by one hair have a lot to do with it.

But the marriage ceremony has been presented, and the arrow is on the string, so it has to be sent.

About Song Yan, Mo Jiu had a detailed discussion with Xiao Qian that night.

In fact, before this, Mo Jiu hadn't paid attention to the abnormal situation in Nan Rong, and because of her pregnancy, a lot of information was artificially blocked.She did not expect that not only Xiao Qian knew about the matter of King Cheng and Princess Cheng last month, but even Mo Wang knew about it.

But they all kept it from her and didn't want her to worry too much.

"Okay, what are you going to do about Song Yan's marriage to you?"

Her eyes were dim, hiding her inner emotions.

As for marriage, it seems inevitable that Xiao Qian must marry Song Yan.

To be honest, Mo Jiu was not without grudges.

Although Xiao Qian is currently using the identity of Su He, he has already promised her that he will give her a grander and more serious wedding in the future, which belongs to the two of them.But after all, this is also her and Xiao Qian's first wedding, and marrying him at the same time as Song Yan is a bit weird and a bit unpleasant.

For this reason, she was a little sullen.

But think about it, it wasn't the first time she put on her wedding dress.

Xiao Qian was also powerless to stop this matter, so what reason did she have to get angry with Xiao Qian?

As long as he doesn't have anything else to do with Song Yan, that's enough, isn't it?

"Ah Jiu..." Xiao Qian put his arm around her, "Don't worry, you understand. I have a brother-sister relationship with Song Yan, and there is absolutely no love between a man and a woman. Now his parents are both dead, and he has no relatives or reasons, except me. This cousin, who can take care of her?"

"Take care...well, take care."

Sighing, Mo Jiu nestled in his arms, poking Xiao Qian's strong chest with his fingers one after another, trying to show a bit more grandeur, but probably because of her pregnancy, she still couldn't help being wronged.

"You said that this matter is so serious that you don't want to marry her. You have to break her heart. Marry her. I don't feel very comfortable and I have to break my heart. Xiao Liulang, tell me, how can we just marry her?" Up to today, being controlled by others everywhere? How fucking irritating!"

"It won't be too long, Ah Jiu!" Xiao Qian held her hand tightly.

The night was cold, the wind was cold, Mo Jiu's physique seemed to be getting worse during pregnancy, and her hands were cold.

Xiao Qian's heart ached, he clamped her feet, and caressed her cool hand with his palm, and kissed a firm light in his cold eyes, "Ah Jiu, I promise you, in this situation It won't last long, it will end soon, and I won't let you, our son, look at anyone else."

Speaking of this, seeing Mo Jiu's rolling eyes with a smile, he seemed to think that she was still upset about Song Yan's affairs, so he held her hand cautiously, kissed her gently with warm lips, and then Wrap it in your palm, knead it carefully, and suddenly say something.

"Fool, don't worry about it anymore, okay? You don't have to worry about my wedding with Yan'er—I think: I won't be able to wait to visit her at all."

What do you mean I can't wait to pay her respects?
Mo Jiu was slightly taken aback, then raised her head to look at him strangely.

But under such light, with her eyesight, she couldn't see his expression clearly.

Pursing her lips, looking at the smile on his face, she suddenly understood something.

"You mean, at the time of the wedding, Meng He will attack?"

Since he promised not to hide anything from her anymore, Xiao Qian has indeed changed some of his domineering habits, but he will tell Mo Jiu anything that can be said to him.But this habit, after she became pregnant, changed again.Mo Jiu's pregnancy came suddenly, the fetus was always unstable, and the baby was not healthy. While recuperating her body, Xiao Qian also paid special attention to her emotions, for fear that her mood swings would affect the fetus in her womb .

Therefore, he and Mo Wang kept things from him about King Cheng, Princess Cheng and Nan Rong, and this was the reason.

But at this moment, seeing her worried face, he finally couldn't bear it, and was afraid that she might be thinking wildly, so he had no choice but to appease her.

"Menghe wants you, and he will not be willing for you to marry me, and he will not be willing to let the military power fall into my hands. The assassination on the school field last time failed in one blow, and he has no troubles. Do you think that he really restrained himself? Yet?"

"It turned out to be him?" Mo Jiu was a little surprised, "I thought it was because of the general's envy and resentment, and the fact that he lost face so badly that he suddenly had the intention to kill—so there was such a thing... Come out. This Menghe is terrible. I thought that he gave you military power because he wanted you to work for him, first to pacify Nanrong, and then to settle accounts with you."

"Before, he did have this idea."

Xiao Qian's eyes were heavy, "The matter of Namuhan made him vigilant and felt a sense of urgency. He couldn't wait any longer and didn't want to be restrained by others. Besides, Ayigu was really impatient and wanted to intervene everywhere." , wanting to interfere with his decision has already made him quite unhappy. Ah Jiu, sitting on the dragon chair alone, will change a lot of thoughts."

Different status, different ideas, indeed.

Before becoming emperor, facing the challenges of everyone, Menghe must have been grateful for Ayigu, a powerful aunt, who could help him at a critical moment and push him to the top, right?

"In this world, the most difficult thing to guess is the human heart."

Mo Jiu felt emotional, and suddenly held Xiao Qian's hand tightly, as if thinking of something.

"In this way, I understand. Did you know about the arrow that day?"

Xiao Qian did not deny it.

At that time, he used his horse's position to hide the arrow, just to prevent Menghe from seeing that he had known the situation in advance.

However, Meng He's eyes were sharp, and he thought he had doubts, so there was no movement for so long, and he handed over the two largest cavalry troops in Beimeng.

"But how did you know?" Mo Jiu was still curious about his information network.

"Don't ask me this." After Xiao Qian said, he thought for a while, afraid that she would be unhappy, and then added, "I can tell you something, the guy who assassinated me on the school ground that day did not die. Save his life, let Shengdong lock him up while dealing with him, and make him vomit something."

"About what?"

"Going south, of course, also includes part of the Menghe plan."

"But Menghe thinks he's dead, will he change his plan?"

Mo Jiu was right to be worried. Xiao Qian gave her an approving glance, and suddenly smiled, "In the future, my Ah Jiu can also be my military advisor. Sometimes, I often wonder, Ah Jiu is a woman. People, who have never been out of the generals, never been involved in the court, are so familiar with those things?"

Xiao Qian seldom asked questions about her doubts.

This is an introverted man. He has doubts and rarely speaks. He usually guesses by himself, comprehends by himself, and then finds reasons to convince himself.It seems that he has been unable to convince himself about this matter, so he finally asked Mo Jiu.

What can Mo Jiu say? :

To say that she is considered a different world, she has been abused thousands of times by the history teacher?
If you memorize more history, you will find that the rules are similar. You have never eaten pork, and you have seen pigs walk.

It cannot be said that she can only find the most convincing reason.

"Just kidding, I, the Mo family, have a collection of tens of thousands of books, and the books contain everything. I know half of the nine masters in the sky, and I know everything on the earth. He is just like Bai Xiaosheng. You can let me honor you as your military advisor, my lord, Just have fun!"

Proud!
She lifted her chin and looked smug.

But now Xiao Qian likes to see her like this.

She looks so energetic and cheerful.

With a laugh, he pinched her nose.

"Just count your pride! Okay?"

"Hey!" Mo Jiu pulled his hand away, wrapped it around him and pinched his nose, "The military adviser asked you, have you thought of a countermeasure for Meng He's plan?"

"Ah Jiu, don't worry." Xiao Qian strangled her waist and brought her body into his arms. A big warm hand suddenly touched her belly, gently, slowly, with pity. , caressing, the hoarse voice was also full of warmth, "I have my own measure. You have to trust your man."

"People are worried. Besides, am I not a military adviser? Tell me, and I can give you the details, okay?"

Xiao Qian patted her on the back, with his face half closed, he seemed a little tired.

"Don't worry! I, Xiao Qian, when have I ever suffered a disadvantage?"

Mo Jiubai glanced at him, "Isn't it too little for you?"

With a chuckle, Xiao Qian opened his eyes and pinched her nose.

"It's not good to talk back! Think about it, isn't there only one situation in which I suffer?"

"what?"

"I'm willing to suffer." There was affection in his eyes, "For example, to you?"

"Okay! I'm thinking too much!" Mo Jiu leaned over laughingly, resting her head lightly on his chest, listening to his strong and rhythmic heartbeat, she didn't speak for a long time.

Xiao Qian half closed his eyes and was speechless.

The wind was howling outside the window, and the snow was overwhelming.

In such a bitterly cold winter, the two of them lay quietly in the warm blanket and hugged each other quietly. Even if they didn't say a word, but their hearts stick together, maybe it is worth a thousand words.Such a relationship between them no longer needs sweet words or too many explanations to understand each other.

As Mo Jiu thought about it, a small smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

Yes, this is already very good, very good.

Even if she had a hard pregnancy, even if her eyes didn't recover, even if she still had Cloud and Rain Gu on her body, and she had an unknown face-loss disease, even if they had to face many difficulties in the future, she thought, she had the courage to go face up.Moreover, having such a hug to cuddle to, having such a man, telling her in such a tone that her man can do anything, so that she doesn't have to be afraid of anything, doesn't have to worry about anything, is enough for her to feel at ease.

In this world, which woman can be so good?

She had a satisfied face and a sweet tone.

"Xiao Liulang, I suddenly feel very happy."

"What's wrong, stupid?"

"Because I'm going to marry you."

"Yeah." He patted her head, "This time it doesn't count."

"..." Is there anything else?

Mo Jiu smiled lightly, and tugged at his front, "Why is it not counted? The last visit to the hall was not counted, but this time it is not counted, so do you want to deny it?"

"Hey." He smiled, hugging her deeply in his arms, "My Ah Jiu, I must marry myself. I am not ordered by anyone's decree, nor is anyone's gift. It is me, it is you , It is the two of us who want to hold a big wedding ceremony, we want to become husband and wife, and let the world know. I, Xiao Qian, married you, Mo Jiu."

This man is really fussy!
Formalism!Isn't it the same after all?
It's just that the distribution of rights seems to be different?
Mo Jiu snorted lightly, but her heart was as sweet as honey.

"Okay, my lord, I'm waiting for that day."

"Trust me. Ah Jiu, I won't make you wait too long." Hearing her sneer, Xiao Qian seemed quite excited.

Or, during this period of time, they were restrained by Meng He everywhere, which made him accumulate a lot of depression, especially Meng He coveted his woman, this is the most unbearable point for a big man like Xiao Qian.At this time, hugging Mo Jiu, his arms became tighter and stronger, and he almost forgot that there was a baby in her stomach, so tight that she could hardly breathe, and he didn't seem to know it, caressing her There was a trace of cold murderousness that could not be concealed in the deep voice.

"Ah Jiu, I won't make you regret your choice. Just wait and see. I want this world to be where no one dares to say no to me. I want this world to be where no one dares to say no to me again. He wants my woman. I want everyone who has hurt us to go to the Asura Hell—"

Having said this, he suddenly lowered his chin and rested it on Mo Jiu's forehead, and his voice was low and hoarse every word.

"One day, I will trample this world under my feet! And beside me, there will only be one person standing side by side—that is you. Ah Jiu, my wife."

Mo Jiu was suffocated and remained silent for a moment.

Slowly, she also backhanded, hugging him deeply.

"I understand you, Liulang, I understand everything. I will wait for you, and wait for you with the child."

After living two lifetimes and suffering all these hardships, isn't she just here to wait for him?
Yes, she had always believed in him.

She believed that his grievances, his forbearance, these hatreds have lasted a long time, stained with the blood of too many people, dyed into smoke, and shrouded too much darkness.And all of this will be pushed away layer by layer with the sword in Xiao Qian's hand.When the blood mist dissipates, the sky will finally be seen.Yes, it's time for God to be fair, and let these people who have suffered and suffered so much get the compensation they deserve.

30 years in Hedong, 40 years in Hexi!
Honghu whispered so far.The world is bound to change!

"Xiao Liulang, I heard that the soil is sprouting—"

"Ah Jiu..." He hugged her excitedly.

"I'm not afraid of waiting. Even if I wait until my hair turns gray, I will believe in you. One day the horse will ride the world and create a prosperous world! This is my Mo Jiu's man."

Xiao Qian closed his eyes, and buried all his fragility in the socket of her neck.

"Thank you, Ah Jiu, thank you for having you."

Thousands of friends, no one can beat her.

For the rest of my life, I only hope that she will be alone.

With her, the yellow sand is thousands of feet away, and he is no longer lonely.

With her, the battlefield is thousands of miles away, and he is no longer afraid.

With her, even if the world is to be overthrown and the world is full of bones and corpses, even if he is left alone holding the sword to the end of the world, he will exchange for her a flourishing world.

　Second watch!

　　From writing in the morning to now, Erjin Youmu has been very powerful.

　　Well, there are more than 4000 words in total, so give me a big one!
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　　PS: The end of the third volume that I have been talking about is really hopeless.Can Ma Jin estimated again, it should be tomorrow.I hope I will do the same tomorrow!

　　
　
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