Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 892
It is reported that Wanyanji and Suye are actually Wanyanxiu's people.

The 15 Ping Kingdom reinforcements were also sent by Wanyanxiu, including Wanyanxu who also knew about it.

But until now, since Wanyan Xiu thought about the friendship between his family and the country and took the initiative to rescue, Wanyan Xu could only turn a blind eye, close one eye, and treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor, hoping that the power to help them can save them. It's hard.

The news has not been confirmed, and it is not known whether it is true or false.

But if Wan Yanxiu intervened in this matter, he would have veterans from the Northeast, so it would be difficult to deal with.

The situation is changing day by day, and the atmosphere is becoming more and more tense day by day.

For the past three days, Mo Jiu saw that Xiao Qian was busy until late at night, so he didn't bother him casually.When she was free, she took care of her own ailments, teased poor Xue Xiaolang, led Song Ao to test firearms, and made some delicious food to reward Xiao Liulang's stomach.

Walking in the barracks full of men and sweat like this, she felt like a fish in water, and felt that life was beautiful.

The only bad thing is that the old man Lu Ji always appears.

He doesn't live in Xiao Qian's camp, but he has been haunted all the time. From time to time, he comes over to give Nan Rongbing a "free consultation", visit his precious apprentice by the way, and chat with Xiao Qian, especially Knowing that Mo Jiu came to Bianjing, he came to Daying even more diligently.

Of course, it's fine for him to come, what Mo Jiu is upset about is being beside him, always following that "caring maid" Wen Jingshu.The past is stuck in her heart, and she and Wen Jingshu can no longer return to the pure relationship.Moreover, Mo Jiu had a knot in his heart, looking at this woman made him feel uncomfortable, and he didn't even need to be polite.Wen Jingshu smiled when she saw her, but Mo Jiu either rolled her eyes or looked directly at the sky.

She is used to going her own way, never caring what others think of her, only caring about her own comfortable life.

But it was probably because of the batch of weapons sent in, no matter how arrogant she was, she couldn't hear a word of gossip.

After all, Master Jiu is a capable person... How can he have the same temperament as a layman?
Hence, the more arrogant Mo Jiu was, the more natural it seemed to everyone.

On the fourth day, the snow fell for the first time, and the sky was rarely brightened.

Mo Jiu walked out of her small tent, stretched her waist, and couldn't help but turn around and kick the tent, causing the snow on the roof to fly down...

In order to take into account the influence, Xiao Qian did not let her live in his camp, but only ordered Xue Fang to prepare a small tent for her.There is still a little distance from where he lives... This kind of deceitful behavior made Mo Jiu laugh at him for a while, but he didn't object.

It is good to have a private space in the camp.

In this way, she can sleep in as long as she wants, and she doesn't have to follow Xiao Qian's schedule to move around.

"Ah-"

A gust of cold air hit her, making her sneeze.

The cold is not over yet?Rubbing her nose, she looked up at the sky helplessly.

The snow on the tent was kicked by her, and Xue Mo'er flew over and landed on her neck. It was so cold that it made her goose bumps all over her body.But shrinking her neck, she squinted her eyes slightly, but she felt that this silver-covered world was like white-topped mushrooms hanging in a world of ice and snow. Because of Xiao Liulang's existence, everything was so beautiful outrageous.

"So beautiful!"

Mo Jiu happily brushed Xue Mo'er off her shoulders, and was about to find Xiao Qian, when a sound of horse's hooves came from the direction of the camp gate, accompanied by shouts, which caught her attention.

Raising her chin, she looked far away.

Under the banner at the gate of the camp, a group of guys wearing fur coats with lapels, leather hats covering their ears, and big knives hanging from their belts entered the camp aggressively.Among them, there was a carriage with black curtains, and the wheels rolled across the wet ground, making deep car marks.

(End of this chapter)