The Prime Minister's Wife

Chapter 728 The Grand Finale (3)
"Who is outside?" Mu Zhaoming's majestic voice came out.

The guard outside the tent couldn't help but said in a daze: "Your Majesty, there is no one outside, only a red-haired puppy." If there is anything, it is this puppy that came from nowhere.

The red-haired puppy, thinking of the reactions of the moon wolf dogs, Mu Zhaoming's whole body froze suddenly, the red-haired puppy, the blood dog, Nuanbao... the blood burst into surprise in an instant.

After stepping out of the tent, Nuan Ba ​​rushed forward and rubbed Mu Zhaoming's feet affectionately with his small head.

Looking at the little thing that was rubbing against his feet affectionately, the corners of Mu Zhaoming's lips could not help but slightly curled up: "What kind of master has pets."

This girl wanted to surprise him again, and deliberately sent someone to wait for him in Cangdu, but she ran towards her without a word, and her eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles.

He stretched out his hand to pick up Nuanbao, and said along its hair, "Show Yancheng."

In the depths of Yancheng, Gu Rusi and Mu Mu did not make a move, but handed over the dead to the young people.

Boqing originally thought that these dead soldiers, like the bloody killings back then, were unconscious.

It's a pity that they underestimated these dead men. The more than 100 dead men cooperated seamlessly, and because they wanted to protect Mei Jun, who was poor in martial arts, and could not hurt the lives of the dead men, they were temporarily at a disadvantage.

It's just that compared to the expressionless faces of the dead soldiers, they are full of excitement, and the more they fight, the more courageous they are.

Anyway, as soon as they fight with the dead, they will immediately attract the attention of others, and naturally someone will come to end the fight, but they don't want to end it so quickly.

Because it can't hurt people, the ruthless whip is also put away to resist a pair of sleeves of the enemy. Others also use some things that can't hurt people as weapons.

Just when they were fighting vigorously, the dead soldiers suddenly stopped, like puppets whose strings were suddenly cut off, standing quietly in place, when everyone was wondering.

Boqing felt the familiar oppressive feeling at the first time.

Following the feeling, the familiar figure stood in front of him in a strange image, watching him quietly.

In an instant... Boqing's whole body was empty, but driven by consciousness, she rushed towards the person like a moth to a flame.

Mu Zhaoming was dressed in silver-white armor, standing quietly on the devastated street, his silver-white body reflected a circle of halo in the sun, and the domineering aura of the emperor naturally exuded, noble, majestic, and looked extremely mighty, giving The people present felt an invisible sense of oppression.

Nangong Xintian saw a man in silver-white armor standing in front with a somewhat blurred face, and felt an urge to step forward to see his true face.

Because on the opponent, he felt a strong sense of oppression, which was something he had never experienced in his nearly 30 years of life, even when he was facing Xuandi Murong Tongtian.

Mu Zhaoming looked at the person who rushed towards him desperately, and opened his arms to welcome him, with a shallow, gentle smile on his lips that was rarely seen in front of outsiders.

what……

At the moment when other people looked at Boqing, and Boqing threw herself into Mu Zhaoming's arms with joy, everyone heard a scream, and saw Boqing sticking to Mu Zhaoming's body without moving.

It's been another few months since we parted, and we were looking forward to the familiar embrace and warmth with joy, but we ignored that Mu Zhaoming was wearing armor today, and when he bumped his head against the hard armor, a red envelope immediately swelled up, and tears rolled in his eyes in pain , whispered coquettishly: "Qing Yang, it hurts a lot."

Mu Zhaoming was quite speechless. She never expected that she had never been injured outside, but every time she was injured, it was because of herself who swore not to let her be hurt. It was a bloody life.

Wrapping Baoqing into her arms, she said softly, "Let me see, is it here?" He raised his hand and gently rubbed the swollen place on her head: "Does it hurt?" I still don't want this armor tomorrow.

Feeling the warmth coming from her fingertips on her forehead, she nodded with tears in her eyes: "It hurts." But she didn't intend to leave that embrace at all.

Mu Zhaoming stretched out his hands, hugged Boqing horizontally, walked directly to the horse parked not far away, jumped on the horse, and gave Boqing the most comfortable position. After taking a deep look at Boqing with a smile, everyone looked at each other in dismay. Raise the whip and drive the horse away.

Nangong Xintian looked at the smoke and dust brought up by the horses, and looked at Lingju with a half-smile and said: "Your master is really interesting. He is a queen when he is outside, but he is like a child when he returns to his husband." The picture doesn't look like a husband and wife meeting each other, but rather like a child meeting his mother, a strange couple.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but smile knowingly, but if they knew that Nangong today compared the extremely wise, domineering, yet mysterious Emperor Shocking Emperor to a woman, they would definitely despise Nangong Xintian severely.

Leaning in Mu Zhaoming's arms, Bo Qing frowned slightly as he passed the city tower, looking at the piles of soldiers' corpses: "Who is leading the charge? It's a heavy killing."

Even though I understand the reason, and I have given the order to massacre the city, I am still shocked to see so many dead people in a short time.

"Xiao Jintian."

"What did you say, this is what Xiao Jintian did."

Hearing this name that was completely excluded by him, he opened his mouth involuntarily.

It's really hard to connect the bloody scene in front of you with Xiao Jintian's gentle and peaceful appearance, but in fact it is true.

Especially when she saw the bloody figure on the tower with her own eyes, she was even more shocked.

Mu Zhaoming just smiled faintly, and rode his horse into the barracks tightly. All the people knelt down along the way, but the two ignored them completely and went straight into the main tent in the middle of the barracks.

In the cozy tent, the fiery lips are tightly pressed together with deep longing and longing, but Mu Zhaoming leads the thinness to explore deeper places, the outer lips are closely attached to each other, and the inner tip of the tongue is connected to the tip of the tongue Lingering together, two sensitive bodies, full of deep desire for each other.

Mu Zhaoming groped to take off Boqing's clothes, Boqing was startled, thinking that he was rushing all the way, and suddenly pushed away the fiery body that was holding him.

At this time, Mu Zhaoming was burning with desire, and was suddenly pushed away, his eyes were a little embarrassed, and he looked at Bo Qing as if asking.

Biting her red lips swollen from kisses, she whispered, "I haven't washed up yet, I need to take a bath first, and then..."

"I don't care." Mu Zhaoming hugged his feelings tightly again.

"I care about it very much." Looking at the man with fickleness and stubbornness, his eyes were already blurred in the flames of desire, and there was a little heartache, but he couldn't bear his own mess.

The two held each other for a while, but it was Mu Zhaoming who compromised first, and said coldly: "Mu Jue, order someone to bring hot water in right away." He walked towards the inside of the tent with a thin hand.

(End of this chapter)