Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1367 The pit is 353 meters deep, the grand finale ([-])
Xinglong Mountain is a wonderful place, but the women who have stayed in Xinglong Mountain for a long time seem to be a little unfortunate emotionally.

Their misfortune is that they have dreams that other women don't have, and they are unwilling to make do with it casually, and they are unwilling to smash their future easily.

In this world where women have never had a choice, because of their reluctance to make do with, they are unwilling to be wronged, so each one of them has become "lonely" in the eyes of others.

When Song Yan, Shang Ya, and Peng Xin brought a group of children back to the mountain, because of the small episode in the market, their faces were abnormally dignified.

But he didn't seem to notice the weirdness of the adults. As soon as they returned to the backyard, Xiao Zhi rushed forward laughing.

"You are finally back, but I am so anxious to wait."

Six-year-old Xiao Zhi is a lively and wild little girl. Her ghostly spirit often causes headaches for people on the mountain.But her relationship with Song Li was very close, because Mo Jiu had told her in private that she must take good care of her younger brother.So, for so many years, she obediently took care of her.

No, holding Song Li's hand, the little girl chattered non-stop.

"Li'er, a good-looking uncle just came up ahead, bringing a lot of presents, and some rare things we haven't seen before. Let's go, I'll take you to see..."

Good-looking uncle?

Xiao Zhi generally has only two standards for judging people.

The good-looking ones and the bad-looking ones.

Hearing this, Song Li was also very happy, "Wow!"

The little guy was about to leave with Xiao Zhi, but was stopped by Song Yan.

"Li'er, you still have homework! Don't go!"

Song Yan usually restrained him very quickly, but this inexplicable restraint made Song Li feel a little wronged by surprise.

"Mom, I've finished my homework a long time ago."

Song Yan was taken aback, "Didn't Mister tell you to practice calligraphy more? Go! Go back to the room and practice calligraphy..."

Song Li pursed his mouth, glanced at Xiao Zhi, lowered his head silently, and walked towards the house with a oh.

He could bear it, but Xiao Zhi couldn't.

"Godmother, how can you treat your brother like this?"

"..." Song Yan looked stiff, coughed, and touched her face. "Good girl, go ahead and play. My brother is different from you. He is stupid, so he needs to practice more."

"Nonsense, my younger brother's copybook is much better than mine, and my husband praised him yesterday. Everyone knows that Li'er is the most well-behaved and sensible. Why are you so inhuman when you are a mother?"

Inhuman?Song Yan was stunned, unable to laugh or cry.

Seeing Li'er like this, as a biological mother, how can she bear it?But even if he feels wronged, it's better than asking him to see Wan Yanxiu...to see the scene of Yan Xiu and his son, father and son, right?
Maybe it's her selfishness.

But it's a matter of secret dignity.Not only hers, but also her son's.

Her refusal made Xiao Zhi leave unhappily, but before Song Yan could finish mourning, there was another news from the front.

"Juzi go back to the mountain!"

The news of Mo Jiu's sudden return inspired the entire Xinglong Mountain. It has been several months since she left last time. I came back with a message.Same as last time, the only ones who came back were Mo Jiu himself and several guards from Chi Xi, Xiao Qian was still in the army and had no way to accompany him.

When she returned to No. [-] Mojia from the mountain, along the way, she met countless greetings from people, and all kinds of condolences specially sent by the townspeople, which crowded a road up the mountain, and her carriage , to the mountain gate is already full.

Without stopping too much on the road, the townspeople of Mo Jiuchong clasped their fists together and went straight back to No. [-] Mojia.

In the small courtyard No. [-], many people were waiting for her to come back.

"Big boy!"

"Big boy!"

"Big boy!"

Stepping into the yard, I heard various greetings.

"long time no see!"

Mo Jiu responded with a smile, searching the crowd.

"Straight-"

Before the voice fell, someone hugged her thigh from behind.

Xiao Zhi didn't know from which corner he slipped in, so he rushed over and hugged her tightly, almost bumping into her and staggering.

"mother!"

"I'll go! Whose wild girl?" Mo Jiu couldn't stop laughing.

"The wild girl of the Mo family."

"Ha ha!"

It is always joyful for mother and child to meet each other, and the warmth of returning home adds a lot of warmth to Mo Jiu's war-torn face.Sitting down and drinking tea, she sat with her daughter on her lap and chatted happily with everyone.

However, the joyous atmosphere lasted less than 3 minutes. When he heard that Wan Yanxiu had brought his son to Xinglong Mountain, Mo Jiu's face darkened, and he sent people out to spread the word without saying a word.

"Xinglong Mountain Temple is small. It can't accommodate the two giant Buddhas, Lord Wanyan and the Crown Prince, so hurry up and see off my guests!"

The disciples of the Mo family all knew that she had always had a good personal relationship with Wanyanxiu, and it was the first time for her to drive someone away so unceremoniously.

"Juzi, the lord said that he wanted to bring the prince to see our New Year here..."

The New Year in Xinglong Mountain is the busiest and busiest in the whole world. Of course, it attracts not only Wanyan Xiu, but also guests from all over the world.

Logically speaking, it would be an honor for Xinglong Mountain if the dignified lord of the country would appreciate this face.

However, Mo Jiu refused to buy it.

"I can't afford to serve you, let him take his prince and get out!"

"Yes. Juzi."

The disciple always obeyed Mo Jiu.Although he felt that sending people away during the Chinese New Year was a bit cruel to Uncle Wanyan, he still had no choice but to go on.

No matter what Wan Yanxiu thinks or sees outside, Mo Jiu once again talked about the interesting things outside with a smile, Xiao Zhi and the other children stared wide-eyed and admired her even more.

Xinglong Mountain, this is a place completely based on the cult of personality.

The object of their worship, besides Mo Zi, is Mo Jiu.

It was an hour before this small tea party ended.

During this period, some disciples came to report several times, saying that Uncle Yan wanted to seek Mo Jiu to "redress his grievances", but Mo Jiu always ignored them.

Song Yan had been sitting on the sidelines listening to her, silent for a long time, finally couldn't hold back, and sighed quietly, "Mo Jiu, you don't need to be like this. Xinglong Mountain has always been tolerant of the world, and this has won the praise of the world, why bother?" For him, ruined the reputation of our business for a long time?"

"Fame? I, Mo Jiu, if I care about fame, how can I wait until today?"

In the past three years, Mo Jiu has also changed a lot. He is more energetic than before, and his words and deeds are more heroic.Seeing Song Yan's face of resignation, she snorted coldly, her eyebrows raised, as if all the eyebrows were complaining for her, "I tell you, my mother is still not used to him today. Oh, his son Jingui, after bullying my godson, what's the matter, I have to show him good looks?"

"Alas!" Song Yan's voice became weaker, "It's just a child."

"I care about him? Let him know this time as a lesson. You can't care about giving birth to a son and not teaching him! If there is another time, if he doesn't teach him, I will help him teach him a lesson!"

Her tone was exactly the same as Shang Ya, Song Yan laughed and shook her head.

"How can you teach such a young child? You can't scold, beat, or make people laugh."

"Small? You can do whatever you want when you're young. Do you know how big you are when you're young?" Mo Jiu glared at him, "Also, don't you think I'm hurting his third uncle? I'm doing it for his own good. Let him go If you get used to the child like this, he will be defeated by that poor child sooner or later."

"Hey!" Song Yan couldn't tell her, the truth was all in her mouth, she couldn't say anything when she thought about it, so she could only change the topic and comfort her with a smile, "You just came back, so don't worry about other people's affairs. Go back Take a rest in the living room, take a shower, and change your clothes. I will see what food is prepared on the stove, you have suffered a lot outside, and you have to make up for it when you come home."

"Hey." When it came to eating, Mo Jiu's mood improved, "It seems that everyone understands me! I won't refuse to eat, so let's do it—"

Her voice fell, and just as she stood up, Wan Yanxiu's voice sounded outside.

He called out the name "Mo Jiu" and said that he wanted to apologize to Song Yan and Song Li in person and express his sincerity.

After hearing this, Mo Jiu's expression became slightly better.

She knew that Wan Yanxiu's apology might be just an excuse, and more thoughts, maybe he wanted to see Song Li.

To be honest, as a mother, she can almost understand Wan Yanxiu's desire to see Song Li.

After pondering for a moment, she looked at Song Yan, "Yan'er, do you want to see him? Listen to what he said, how do you apologize?"

It's about Song Yan, she can't make the decision for her.

But obviously, things happened suddenly, and Song Yan seemed unable to be her own master.

Her eyes were slightly blank, she thought for a while, and then slowly shook her head.

"Forget it, Mo Jiu. There's no need to apologize, and I don't want to see him either. Li'er...nor do I want to."

After frowning for a long time, Mo Jiu sighed heavily.

"Okay, I'll deal with him."

……

Pulling Xiao Zhi, Mo Jiu went straight out. Song Yan didn't ask what she told Wan Yanxiu, nor did she want to.

Some things have been sealed in my heart for a long time, like a scabbed wound, it will start to heal little by little, even if you don't deliberately touch it, you won't feel the slightest pain. However, once the scar is uncovered, it will still be bloody and painful. It was heartbreaking—she wouldn't, wouldn't try it again.

The evasive psychology of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages overcame curiosity, until Wan Yanxiu left Xinglong Mountain, she did not take a step out of the room, and stayed in the room all the time, watching Song Li's small back when he was writing with a pen, twisting his hands A string of beads, gently closed his eyes.

Wanyanxiu above the temple is the iron-blooded and ruthless ruler of the country.

Wanyanxiu, who is far away from the rivers and lakes, is just a father who wants to see his son in Xinglong Mountain.

Song Yan's refusal to meet him disappointed him, but he was also helpless.

After all, it was agreed long ago that if the child's surname is Song, it has nothing to do with him.

But these years, he has been reminded all the time that he still has a son who is far away in Xinglong Mountain.Even countless times when I dreamed back at midnight, I would be awakened by the nightmare. In the dream, Song Li either drowned or got lost, and then found that I was sweating all over, and there was a kind of confusion that I didn't know whether my body was a dream or my heart was a dream... It was because of this longing for Song Li that he couldn't ask for that made him feel paranoid about his son Lang Ci who was right in front of him. Such a collision happened from Li, and his Li'er suffered such grievances.

A father's love for his son is the same.

But maybe it was caused by the psychology that the closer you are, the less you can get, the more precious you are. He admitted that in his heart, the separation between Song and Song made him feel a little bit distressed.

It was also because of this that he beat Lang Ci for the first time, even though he was screaming, he refused to stop.

Wan Yanxiu left Xinglong Mountain with all his ties, and Prince Langci did not enjoy the lanterns of Xinglong Mountain and the joy of the New Year after all.

Knowing that Wan Yanxiu beat up his son, Song Li was very happy. He excitedly hugged him and told Song Yan that the uncle was a very nice person and had already been driven down the mountain by dry rations. He told his mother not to care about them any more. up.

Song Yan thought it was her blessing that her son was so kind.

But she just touched her son's face, smiled, and didn't answer.

That night, Mo Jiu called all the key members of the Mo family to the conference hall for a meeting, while Song Yan locked herself in the room and read the scriptures all night.

……

As the twelfth lunar month approaches the New Year's Eve, Xinglong Mountain is decorated with lanterns and festoons everywhere.

When he came out of the conference hall, Mo Jiu led Xiao who was playing straight back to No. [-] without bothering Song Yan, but accidentally ran into Song Ao on the way.

After the battle between Hara and Lin three years ago, Song Ao was persuaded by Mo Jiu in order to find his dream, and followed her to Xinglong Mountain, while Langer and the pack of wolves stayed in Yinshan.

After arriving at Xinglong Mountain, Song Ao, who was used to living with wolves, was not very suitable at first.But Xinglong Mountain has good conditions, there are doctors to see a doctor for him, and there are special people responsible for food and clothing. He came and went again and again, but he didn't find his dream, but he stayed.

Nanrong is no longer the original Nanrong, but Mo Jiu still takes good care of Song Ao, and the standard of treatment is extremely high, not much less than when he was a prince.

When Song Ao was brought back to Xinglong Mountain by Mo Jiu, Peng Xin was shocked, but when she learned what happened to him, she asked Mo Jiu not to tell Song Ao about the past between them and Xiao Chonger.

Because Song Ao had completely forgotten about her.Well, unless he thought of it himself, otherwise, she definitely didn't want to force him a bunch of responsibilities and a relationship that maybe he didn't have in the first place.

For Peng Xin, who is a strong woman, Mo Jiu is convinced.

But Song Ao couldn't believe it when he learned that he was actually a prince before.

"... Am I the first prince in history who doesn't know that he is a prince?"

Mo Jiu shook his head: "No. But you are the first prince in history to be captured on the battlefield."

Song Ao blushed, "I am ashamed too."

The past three years ago is still in front of us, but during the three years in between, because Mo Jiu has been fighting with Xiao Qian all the year round and is not often in Xinglong Mountain, he has very little communication with Song Ao, and only occasionally knows something about him. things.In the past three years, what he has been doing in Xinglong Mountain is—Mr. Mohist Church who teaches and teaches people.

Strange to say, he and Song Yan, brother and sister, are surprisingly similar in some respects.

They don't want to eat idle food, and to be an idler, even if they have food and shelter, they have to use their spare energy.

A spoiled princess became an embroiderer, and a respected prince became a husband.And both men did a fantastic job.

Song Ao is very happy to be a teacher, his body is getting better every day, and his spirit is getting better every day, but three years have passed, and he doesn't remember what happened back then.No matter to her, to Peng Xin, or to anyone on the mountain, he always maintained a friendly but not very close attitude, neither far nor close, becoming the most familiar stranger to them.However, perhaps because of the blood relationship, he and Xiao Chonger hit each other very well...

Suddenly seeing Mr. Pianpian walking under the lantern, Mo Jiu still felt a simple joy.

Song Ao, dressed in brocade and jade robes, is no longer that scruffy man in ragged clothes leading a pack of wolves. She looks like a grandson, making her seem to have returned to the past.

"Little prince!" she shouted excitedly.

When Song Ao heard this, he was startled slightly, smiled, and bowed to her politely.

"Juzi is back?"

"Yes." Mo Jiu glanced at the thing in his hand, "What are you holding?"

Song Ao embarrassingly lifted a dragonfly made of green bamboo on the handle, "I promised to make it for Xiao Chonger, but it failed after several attempts. I just got it done today, and it's a bit ugly..."

"Not ugly or ugly." Mo Jiu waved his hand, lowered his head and asked his daughter, "Is it? Little girl."

Xiao Zhi was a little sleepy, he yawned, and immediately agreed with a smile, "Yes. Everything my mother said is right."

"Good boy!" Mo Jiu likes this flattering daughter the most, he strokes her head, and looks at Song Ao with a smile, "Young Lord, will you make me a straight one too?"

Song Ao was embarrassed, "If the little princess doesn't dislike it, it's naturally possible."

"Not too much!" Xiao Zhi answered before Mo Jiu, "But can I have two, I want to give Li'er another one."

"Of course." Song Ao touched the little girl's head with a smile, "How long will Juzi be here this time?"

"I have to go in about two or three days!"

"Don't wait until the end of the year?"

"Can't wait—the front line is tense."

"Oh. Then you have to take care of yourself."

Song Ao, who has lost his memory, doesn't seem to have much emotion for Nan Rong who is about to perish.

This was something that Mo Jiu felt gratified about.

If he recalled, as a man, as a child of the Nan Rong royal family, he definitely would not be as relaxed as he is now.

The two stood under the lamp and chatted a few words, seeing Xiao Zhi sleepy again and yawning, they said goodbye and parted ways.

From Mo Jiu's point of view, Song Ao is very different from before. He lacks vigor and ruffianism, and he doesn't have that faint smirk on his face all the time. Instead, he is gentle and polite, and treats people very well Alienation—Even on the first day when she brought him back to Xinglong Mountain, she actually hinted at his relationship with Peng Xin. Yike has passed so long, but the relationship between them still hasn't improved.

He has been waiting, waiting to find his dream and the girl in that dream.

Peng Xin has also been waiting, waiting for the former Song Ao to come back and recognize her as Xiao Chonger.

And the other party, Song Che, seemed to have waited no longer since the day Mo Jiu brought Song Ao back to Xinglong Mountain.

He took Qiao Zhanping's place, and stayed in Qianlian Cave all day long, fascinated by the magic tricks and firearm diagrams, completely intoxicated by the manuscripts and materials left by Qiao Zhanping. On the basis of studying firearms, after three years of independent experience, he has become a firearms expert.Sure enough, as long as a person is willing to spend time in the same field, after several years, there is no reason why he should not be good at it?What's more, he does have talent in this area?

In the past three years, he has been completely obsessed with it, and he hardly appears in front of people, let alone disturbing Peng Xin and Xiao Chonger like before.

He appears to have opted out.In other words, I chose to give up myself and spend time with another kind of spiritual sustenance.

But careful people will find that in the dead of night, outside Peng Xin's small courtyard, there is often a silently watching figure.

Song Ao won't go, so... it can only be Song Che.

When Song Ao and Xiao Chonger were playing, amidst their laughter and laughter, there was also Song Che's lonely gaze hiding in a corner.

Dilemma.

When three people walk together, there is bound to be a loss.

This knot that has been maintained for several years, thousands of threads, thousands of tangles, for a while, there is no way to untie it.

……

Just after the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month, the New Year atmosphere in Xinglong Mountain is getting stronger and stronger.

On the second day after returning to Xinglong Mountain, Mo Jiu didn't do any serious business, and only devoted himself to being with his daughter.

Leading Xiao Zhi, she went to Qingqing Cliff to watch the sunrise, went to Xinglong Town to have breakfast, and then went to the townspeople's house to visit, just like an ordinary woman, except for her daughter's affairs, she didn't care at all.In this way, Xiao Zhi was overjoyed, like a little sparrow, not only accompanied him on the tour, but also chatted with him. Along the way, he talked about the big and small things that happened when Mo Jiu was not in Xinglong Mountain, and the relationship between her and her little friends. Tell Mo Jiu one by one about the grievances and enmities between them.

It was also on this day that Mo Jiu suddenly discovered that her daughter had grown up.

During her growth, the absence of her parents became a lifelong regret for her and Xiao Qian, but it did not affect Xiao Zhi's physical and mental development.

Thinking of these, she felt sour and relieved.

Almost at the same time, I thought of Mo Wang—this senior brother who was not married, but was both a father and a mother to take care of the little girl.

On Xinglong Mountain, the little girl is not short of love.Shang Ya, Peng Xin, Song Yan, Song Ao, Mei Er, Cao Yuan, Zhi Niang and many Mohist disciples will take care of her.

However, Mo Wang was the one who put in the most effort.

Mo Jiu remembered the night when he came back last year, the wind and snow covered the sky of Xinglong Mountain.When she left the house, the little girl was already asleep, but Mo Wang was still guarding the door—because the temperature dropped suddenly that night, and it was freezing cold, the little girl was dishonest in her sleep and always liked to lift the quilt, Mo Wang was afraid that she would catch the cold If you are sick, don't worry about the nanny and girl to take care of you, and take care of yourself.

So for Mo Wang, besides being grateful, Mo Jiu felt ashamed.

She is a great son of the Mo family, but she is also a spiritual leader, and the basic affairs are handled by Mo Wang, Cao Yuan and others.

It is also because of the existence of Mo Wang that Mo Jiu can have no worries.

……

Playing in the town, eating, walking, having fun, having fun, Mo Jiu took the little girl until dark before returning to Mo Family No. [-].

After a hasty wash, the little girl fell asleep after touching the pillow.

Mo Jiu sat by the bed, looked at her for a moment, tucked in the quilt for her, went to wash and change clothes, and was about to go to bed when Mo Wang came to the door.

It was just nightfall, and Mo Wang came here thinking he had something to do.

Mo Jiu hurriedly put on his clothes, closed the door and went out.

After that life-and-death accident, Mo Wangren woke up, but his health has not been very good.It is also because of this that during the past three years, Mo Jiu followed Xiao Qian to fight everywhere, but Mo Wang did not follow, and had to stay on Xinglong Mountain. Firstly, he came here to recuperate his body, and secondly, he came here to take care of the affairs of the Mohist family, of course. Be Xiao Jun's rear.

When Mo Jiu entered the room, Mo Wang was leaning on the chair, looking at the oil lamp in a daze.

After coughing, Mo Jiu smiled all over his face, "Senior Brother, do you need anything from me?"

"Can't I find you?"

"Haha!" Mo Jiu smiled and sat opposite him, "Are you sure you didn't mean to hurt me?"

Mo Wang also smiled, Jun's face was as warm as sunshine as always.

"At the small meeting last night, I didn't find a chance to ask you alone. When you come back this time, when will you leave?"

Mo Jiu pursed the corners of her lips and joked with him, "You kicked me out as soon as I came back? Don't you want to see me?"

"What's the matter?" Mo Wang is not a person who likes to joke, he lightly pulled the corner of his lips, and then stared at Mo Jiu intently for a moment, "Xiao Jiu, you seem to have lost some weight."

"Isn't it? Every day is a good day, people are not ghosts or ghosts, can you not lose weight?"

Seeing Mo Wang's worried eyes, she snorted and laughed again.

"But senior brother, don't worry. I'm thin, but I have muscles. Don't underestimate my body. I'm old and strong now!"

Marching and fighting endured hardships and tiredness, so it is certain that she will lose weight, but as Mo Jiu said, she is full of energy, and her body has also received a lot of exercise. Coupled with the increase in age, Mo Jiu has completely passed puberty , without a little bit of cute baby fat, the person seems to have been completely reborn, becoming a woman through and through, more beautiful and lovely than before, and adding to the charm of a woman.Moreover, she is not like ordinary women, who regard expanding territories as a man's nature, and never treat herself as a woman. On the battlefield, she is ruthless and plays the role of a man at all, so, born The femininity of women and the heroism and masculinity exuded from her body form the beauty of Mo Jiu—unique.

Maybe someone is more beautiful than Mo Jiu, but absolutely no one has Mo Jiu's temperament.

That self-confidence, that aura, and that radiance that comes with her body are all in her bones, and cannot be imitated by anyone.

Of course, in today's world, only Mo Jiu has the confidence to do such a thing, and look down on all living beings.

When Mo thought about it, his heart suffocated slightly, and he quickly lowered his eyelids, pretending to drink water, and stopped looking at Mo Jiu's face——

Once again, after being away for several months, seeing her, there was no strangeness at all, but it made him even more difficult to hold on to himself.

"Brother, what are you thinking?" Mo Jiu's voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

"Huh?" Mo Wang put down the teacup and looked up.

"I'm asking you something, why don't you say anything?"

"ask me?"

Seeing his blank face, Mo Jiu laughed again, "What are you thinking? I was so preoccupied that I didn't even hear the question."

Mo Wang was a little ashamed, his expression slightly astringent, "What did Xiao Jiu say?"

"Let me ask you, why does your body look better than before..." Mo Jiu moved his head forward and stared at him fiercely, "You look weaker? What's the matter? The medicine Xiao Liulang prescribed, you It’s not honest, is it?”

She asked one sentence after another, like a big patriarch.

Mo laughed, "Juzi commanded me, do I dare to disobey? It's just that once the body suffers a lot, it can't be rectified overnight."

"Alas!" Thinking of his three-year-long coma, Mo Jiu took it very seriously, and even felt that it was God's favor that he could sit in front of her and talk with her at night by candlelight, and he really shouldn't rush for quick success.

Thinking of this, she took out the prescription from her sleeve, "When I came back this time, Xiao Liulang changed the prescription again. I was going to fry it on the stove tomorrow and bring it to you. Since you are here, take it yourself Go and have a look. After a long illness, he became a good doctor, and Xiao Liulang is far away. Judging from Dr. Zhong’s medical records, there is a layer of separation. You should feel it yourself and give timely feedback.”

Traditional Chinese medicine nursed back to health is a long process.

In this process, the prescription has to be adjusted fundamentally at that time.

Because of Mo Huang's illness, Mo Jiu really worried a lot, and let his disciples come and go for a long time in the past three years...

Mo Wang knew her intentions, silently accepted the prescription, raised his eyes and said: "The battle ahead is important, you all take care of yourselves, it's really not important for me here. I have survived such a difficult day, and life is so good now, how can I still live?" Is there anything you can't get through?"

"That's what I said. But who made me worry about you?"

Mo Jiu stuck out her tongue mischievously, she still looked like a little girl back then in front of him.

Wild, straightforward, pure, without leaving a trace of the palace.

Mo Wang looked at her expression, the corners of his lips twitched, but he didn't show a full smile, hesitating for a moment, and suddenly asked: "I don't know what's going on with the situation in Lin'an? I don't think it will take a few days to capture the imperial capital." I just don’t know how the Great Khan will deal with those people.”

those people?Which people?
"You mean?" Mo Jiu thought for a while, and smiled again before waiting for his answer, "You still care about her, right?"

Fang Jiran.

Mo Jiu knew that in his heart, Fang Jiran was also thinking about his old love.

Otherwise, there would be no explosion in Qianlian Cave.

Not only Mo Wang, but also a Zhiniang, who kept talking about it in her heart even if she didn't talk about it.

In the past three years, every time Mo Jiu came back, she would falter and haw and say that she was not ready for a long time, but in fact she just wanted to inquire about Fang Jiran's situation.

But what can Mo Jiu say?

Fang Jiran, who stole the jade carvings of four maids from Xinglong Mountain, seemed to be a great hero to Song Xi.She is now a female official in Song Xi's harem. After Xie Qingshan's death, Song Xi did not become a queen, and she did not care much for the concubines in the harem. A powerful woman.

Usually, Mo Jiu didn't like to mention these things.

But this time back, maybe Xiao Jun is getting closer to Lin'an, she can always see some kind of strange look in the eyes of Mo Fan and Zhi Niang.

One of them is a mother, and the other is a childhood sweetheart. After another three years, they will forget it. When the scar heals, they will always forget the pain.

But Mo Jiu has experienced ups and downs, and when he should be ruthless, he will never be ambiguous.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry. You can forgive me. I can't. I have to settle with her both old and new grudges."

In the flickering lights, Mo Jiu's face was beautiful and coquettish, and seemed to have a ruthless gleam.

Mo Fan stared at her, without answering for a long time.

After a long time, I heard him sigh heavily.

"It was my fault for letting her take away the lady's jade carving from Qianlian Cave. I shouldn't have asked you this question."

"Brother, you don't have to blame yourself. Who would have expected it when it happened so suddenly? Besides, you will never be guilty if you are with me." Mo Jiu comforted him, and when the atmosphere calmed down a little, his eyes lit up, and then He said in high spirits: "Besides, what's the point of letting her take it away? Let them keep it for two years. Anyway, we have to open the second tomb of Qiankun. By now, we can take it together. Save trouble!"

"Yes, there are only two jade carvings of ladies from the Qiankun No. [-] Tomb." Mo Wang suddenly sighed, "I hope you all go well, if not, I can't absolve myself of the blame."

"You are the kind of person who takes everything on yourself. Don't worry, I can't lose it. Not only do I want to bring back all the jade carvings of ladies, but I also want you to take good care of your body and accompany me to open the Tiantai of Shenlongshan."

She spoke in a serious manner, without any jokes.Mo Wang knew that the current Mo Jiu was no longer the little widow who needed his wings to protect her. She had strong wings and the power to fly high. Behind her was the most powerful person in the world... The man—Xiao Qian, the Great Khan of Beimeng.

"Brother, why are you in a daze again? You look out of your mind. Let me tell you, don't worry about her, do you understand?"

"I didn't. I just—" Mo Huang closed his eyes, his voice sank, "I just thought of something."

"What's the matter?"

"The main altar of the Mohists is far away in Shenlong Mountain." Mo Wang said: "Actually, since you ascended the position of Juzi, the Mohist altar has actually been moved to Xinglong Mountain. The legacy left behind...Elder Shen went to Shenlong Mountain a few days ago, and wrote a special letter saying that many buildings are dilapidated and need to be repaired, especially the cemetery of the ancestors, which was hit by flash floods and collapsed in a large area. I pull We have spent some money and are planning to renovate it.”

"It should be." Mo Jiu was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyes again, "The Jitiantai has been covered with dust for a long time, and it needs to be cleaned again."

Mo was taken aback.

It has been dusty for a long time, that is because no one can open it.

This time, can we really gather all eight ladies' jade carvings, successfully open the long-awaited Tiantai, and get a thousand-character quotation?
There is no answer!

……

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In the eighth year of Jingchang, there was an extremely cold winter.

Probably in response to current events, the biting north wind with goose feathers and heavy snow blew towards the land of Lin'an uncontrollably.

The first day of the first month, the new year.

This day is an important day for Nanrong.

The first day of the new year coincides with Crown Prince Song Yu's eighth birthday.

Since ascending the throne, this is the first time that Emperor Jingchang has celebrated the prince's birthday in a big way.

From the palace to the city, the whole Lin'an was full of joy.

The exquisite lanterns illuminate the bustling city at night like daytime.

People stepped out of their homes and went to the market, and under the illumination of the lanterns all over the city, they felt the last scenery of this once rich and desirable capital.

Just an hour ago, scout Kuaima entered through the long-closed Chongxin Gate, waving a small flag, shouting an urgent report, and brought a shocking news to Nanrong.

Xiao Qian personally led the army, approaching Lin'an, and started a fierce battle with the Nanrong Forbidden Army led by Zuo Prime Minister Su Yi on the bank of the canal.

Once Su Yi was defeated, Xiao Qian would have stepped into Lin'an City with one foot.

Just wait for his other foot to step in, when--

If Lin'an is not guaranteed, Nan Rong will perish!
(End of this chapter)