Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 989 The pit depth is 183 meters and the second turn is caught off guard (6)
"madness!"

Suddenly pinching the letter in his palm, Xiao Qian's stern face seemed to float on a glacier that would not melt for thousands of years.

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It was the night, to celebrate the victory, Nan Rong soldiers gathered at the camp by the Jianshui River, ate meat and drank heavily, Xiao Qian, Marshal of the Army and Horses and Privy Envoy, attended the celebration banquet in person and toasted with the soldiers.From the point of view of war, not dying is victory, as long as people are alive, the wine they drink is sweet, and the piece of meat they eat is delicious.This kind of person who got his life because of the reversal cherishes life very much, and the sense of happiness that comes from the heart can also be contagious.

Mo Jiu looked at such a group of lively people, looked at this fertile land, and felt the magic of fate. Without knowing it, he drank a few more glasses, his little face was flushed, and his eyes were full of joy.

"Mo Jiu, do you think he can win?"

The person sitting next to her was Peng Xin.Seeing her laughing from time to time, he couldn't help frowning.

"He? Who is he?" Mo Jiu squinted over, a little dazed, his blushing face full of puzzlement.

"Hey, who else could it be?" Peng Xin gave her a reproachful look.

"Oh, I see." Mo Jiu giggled, put his elbows on her shoulders, his eyes were shining brightly, "Little prince, right? Are you worried about him?"

"En." This time, in front of her, Peng Xin did not shy away.

If it happens to ordinary things, she can be indifferent, really indifferent.After all, he is a prince, no matter what, he will not live an unsatisfactory life.But war is not a child's play, and although Song Ao fought with Xiao Qian for nine months, it was the first time he led an army alone, and his opponent was the famous Wan Yanxiu, even Xiao Qian was not strong against him. If you are sure, even with the fleeing soldiers, it will not be so easy to deal with, maybe there will be accidents...

Peng Xin knew this, and Mo Jiu knew it too.

Sighing faintly, Mo Jiu couldn't tell Peng Xin what he guessed that Xiao Qian and Wanyanxiu "had an affair", and it was even more difficult to predict that Wanyanxiu, who was actually full of blood, would find out that Song Ao, a small boss, would Will not directly kill him to explode equipment.Unable to predict the fate of the little prince, she could only comfort Peng Xin vaguely.

"It's proper to eat your food and raise your status. The little prince is not considered a treacherous person, so nothing will happen to him."

Peng Xin scolded him coldly, "Isn't he a big villain? Is he not a villain anymore?"

"Well, almost!" Mo Jiu raised his wine cup, "Okay, auspicious people have their own nature! Don't worry about it. No matter what happens, when we can't do anything, the best way is not to worry about it Instead of worrying, take care of yourself and don’t let others worry.”

Maybe it was her bowl of "chicken soup for the soul" that convinced Peng Xin, and she didn't show anything after that, but from her occasional frown, Mo Jiu could tell that she might be able to let go of Song Ao, but she couldn't. Really relieved.

The food in the camp was rich tonight, but the food cooked by the soldiers on the stove was not so tasty for Mo Jiu's picky mouth.So, she opened a small restaurant in the middle, and only invited Peng Xin, Meier, Mo Wang, Ji Xi and a few close friends to eat in private.Hearing Peng Xin talk about Song Ao now, Mo Jiu unconsciously thought of Tatamin again.

For that Seventh Princess, it was difficult for her to bring up her bad feelings.

But now the situation is not clear, Nanrong and Beimeng have fought, Xiao Qian naturally can no longer treat Beimeng Seventh Princess as politely as before.

At the moment, Tatamin is under house arrest in a tent, guarded by soldiers, and there is no lack of food or drink, but he is not allowed to go in and out at will.

(End of this chapter)