Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 821 The pit is 152 meters deep
When Xiao Qian entered, the cool wind brought by his long cloak flickered the flames of the oil lamp.

"Weichen see Your Majesty."

Song Xi sat behind the case in a relaxed posture, looking at the recent military newspapers.Hearing the sound, he raised his head and saw Xiao Qian standing at the door with the backlight. He smiled slightly, as if he didn't notice the indifference on his face, and said softly: "Xiao Aiqing has worked hard, please sit down!"

Xiao Qian flicked his cloak lightly with his elbow, and sat down on the chair in front of his desk. With his straight back, sharp eyes, and cold face, it seemed that he was not in the study room where Emperor Nanrong was present. , but the battlefield where corpses piled up into mountains and blood flowed into rivers.And he is not Nanrong's privy envoy at this time, the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses, but a strong soldier.

"Your Majesty is here in Jinzhou, is there anything important?"

In his cold voice, he only clarified one thing - Song Xi shouldn't come.

Song Xi understood the meaning of his words, smiled lightly, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"Soldiers are eating and sleeping outside, and sacrificed their lives for the country. It's really hard for me to sit back and enjoy the rewards in Lin'an. Come and have a look."

Xiao Qian raised his sharp eyes slightly, glanced at his complexion as if there was nothing, and said lightly: "Your Majesty is healthy and stable, and it is the blessing of the people. If you come here this time, if someone with a heart sees it, it will be a good thing for Nan Rong, it's not a good thing for the entire North Conquest Army, Your Majesty should think carefully beforehand."

There is nothing wrong with his words.

During the war, the emperor went out of the palace privately. If he was in danger, how would the Nanrong court deal with it?
Song Xi heard his implication, and also heard the term "Northern Conquest Army" which he used for the first time.

After pondering for a moment, he asked, "Have you decided?"

Xiao Qian looked straight into his eyes, his gaze was like a torch, "Your Majesty doesn't want to?"

Song Xi pursed his lips, and there was a trace of trance in his smile, "Three thousand miles of rivers and mountains are still mourning, and a hot-blooded man in the world should be as proud as Xiao Aiqing. I only regret that I can't drive myself to conquer, and share my ambition with the envoy, and clean up the old mountains and rivers."

Xiao Qian was a little surprised that he answered so clearly.

Staring at Song Xi, he raised his eyebrows, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Xiao Qian." Song Xi called him by name, paused for a moment, and suddenly said: "A warrior who is safe in the world should have no weaknesses. It is a good thing that she is by your side and can help you, but she has also become your hindrance. Why let her suffer unwarranted entanglements and disasters?"

Xiao Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, and collided with his gaze.

The two watched silently and confronted each other quietly.

This night, the lights in the study didn't go out until the middle of the night.

What exactly Xiao Qian and Song Xi said, no one else knows.The guards waiting outside only knew that when Xiao Qian came out, the distant moon in the sky had already illuminated the earth, pouring the bright and clear moonlight gorgeously over the peaceful and deep house, lightly, lightly, like never before. Like anything ever happened.

It rang three more times, but Mo Jiu was still asleep.

After eating the delicious sweet-scented osmanthus meat sent by Dongji Kuaima from Lin'an, Mo Jiu was not in a good mood at the moment.She is emotionally slow, but if she is so slow that she cannot see Dong Ji's affection for her, then she is hypocritical.

However, she is helpless in dealing with emotional matters, especially for Dong Ji.

She knew very well that she was in love with Xiao Liulang, and there was no one else.But Dong Ji came quietly, appeared in her life, guarded silently, and easily left a mark in her life.Nothing to do with love, nothing to do with ambiguity.She knew that even if the annual rings blurred their faces for many years, Dongji's calm and warm smile would always remain in her and Xiao Liulang's peaceful years.

Tossing and turning, she was rarely sentimental.

Thinking, annoyed, she turned over, sighed slightly, and heard the sound of pushing the door.

This room belongs to Xiao Qian. Mo Jiu is used to sleeping on his bed when nothing happens. Anyway, he treats her very well. After walking fifty steps, she refuses to walk a hundred steps. To him, she doesn't care. nothing to worry about.Especially today, she knew that he must be angry when he left like that, so she just wanted to cling to him and deal with him.It felt like Sarai's little girl, who couldn't eat but had to eat.And this kind of emotion seems to only appear in front of Xiao Liulang.

Therefore, apart from Xiao Qian, there will be no one else who pushes the door.

Curled up, she opened the curtain and looked at the tall silhouette at the door.

"Rokuro is back?"

The woman's whisper-like voice was slow and soft, and seemed to be mixed with a touch of resentment.

"Yeah." Xiao Qian changed his awkwardness and bluntness during the day, sat on the edge of the bed and stared at her for a moment, then stroked her face with his hand, and said in a soft and cool voice, "I didn't fall asleep, but I woke you up ?”

Hey, isn't this guy angry?

Or, he sulked for a while and figured it out?

Mo Jiu stroked his long hair that was loose on his shoulders, yawned, squeezed into the bed, glanced at him and said, "It's okay, you didn't disturb me, I didn't sleep well." At the end, she asked : "Has everything been arranged in the Liulang camp?"

"Yeah." Xiao Qian's palm didn't leave her face, he seemed to caress her for a moment with some reluctance, then frowned, and looked at her lying down with her clothes on, "Why didn't you go to bed without washing? "

Mo Jiu curled his mouth, "I'm not in the mood."

Washing depends on mood?This is called a "cleanliness patient", why is Xiao Liulang so embarrassing?

Xiao Qian frowned, and seemed dissatisfied with her answer, "Why are you not in the mood?"

Mo Jiu curved his lips, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Could this guy be jealous?He thought she was out of mood for Dong Ji?
Although there was a little bit, she used her head to guarantee that she would not admit it even if she was killed.

With a snort, she sighed lazily: "Who made someone angry with me? Besides, I don't know why he was angry. You said that I have received people's embarrassment for no reason, can I be in a good mood?" Seeing his gloomy face , without making a sound, Mo Jiu raised his feet high again, "Hey, look, I didn't wash my face, my feet, or anything. I just lay on your bed like this. How dare you get angry ?"

What she said was resentful words, but her loose long hair was in a mess, and the sleep mark on her face was a bit funny, coupled with a red mouth and flickering long eyelashes, it added a little bit Delicate, like a coquettish child.

Xiao Qian smiled helplessly, patted her upturned legs, got up and said, "I'll send someone to prepare water..."

"Don't!" Mo Jiu flipped over, quickly pulled his sleeves and sat up, "You haven't explained clearly, why are you angry, I don't wash it, but I want to stink you!"

"How can there be such a bargain?" Xiao Qian grabbed her shoulders and tried to pull back his sleeves.

But how many people are screwed by Mo Jiu?Grabbing him tightly, her chin was raised high, and her teasing appearance, which was half a smile, was full of malicious teasing.

"Unless you wash it for me personally, I will not consider whether to forgive you."

(End of this chapter)