The queen mother wants to go against the sky: General, please take your seat

Chapter 9 Nightmare in the snowy night
The night was dark and deep, and in the heavy snow, people who had worked hard all day fell asleep peacefully, and some people could not sleep at night because of Emperor Xingyuan's illness and because of the word Quan.

Mo Liangyuan's high bed warms her pillow, but she has nightmares again and again.

In the dream, Yan Dongjin led her galloping on horseback, amidst the sound of the arrow feathers piercing through the air, one by one carved feather arrows penetrated Yan Dongjin's body, and then took the flesh and blood of this person, and pierced into his own body.Mo Liangyuan looked up at the person who was still protecting her until this moment. Yan Dongji's face was covered with blood, but this person's eyebrows and eyes were still exquisite, pleasing to the eye and beautiful. After 15 years, time seemed to be Not many traces were left on the man's body.

"Why bother?" Mo Liangyuan muttered to herself, as if she was asking herself or Yan Dongjin. After her father and brother died, according to Li Zhi's intention, as long as Yan Dongjin was willing to be loyal to him, then Yan Dongjin would be Liaodong. The new commander of the cavalry.Taotian's wealth, this person doesn't want it, why should he oppose it?
In a trance, Mo Liangyuan seemed to see Fu Meijing again. This woman was dressed in palace attire and looked at her with a smile, still looking beautiful like a flower, and told her, Mo Liangchen, you are really stupid. My own son, how could he sincerely honor you?Aijia is the queen mother, and you, Fu Meijing smiled, are just a pawn.

Mo Liangyuan wanted to be angry, but at this moment she was at her end, so what's the use of being angry?She wanted to cry, but she couldn't shed tears. She wanted to treat this life as a joke and laugh out loud, but the wound on her body was too painful for her to laugh.

"Back then I was desperate for my life, so I should have taken you away!" Yan Dongjin's voice trembled, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, "You should be mine, and you should also be my wife!"

Yan Dongji's trembling and whispering made the clouds and smoke of the past dissipate in front of Mo Liangyuan's eyes. Looking around, there was heavy snow falling, and the sky and the earth were white. The blood of her and Yan Dongji's blood dyed the horse and the snow under her bright red.

"Flesh and blood," Yan Dongjin said to Mo Liangchen in a hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid of a good relationship, I will accompany you on the road to hell."

Mo Liangyuan looked at the distance between her and Yan Dongjin in a daze. This is the imperial city, not the Liaodong border town where she and Yan Dongjin spent their childhoods. There is no endless wilderness, and it is impossible for her and Yan Dongjin to ride horses and gallop again. Time in the desert wasteland.

In the blink of an eye, it was Mingyue Tower again, Yan Dongjin carried her upstairs, he had already bought this building, the doors and windows were pasted with bright red happy words, mandarin ducks and red pillows on the bed, and a pair of jade cups on the table, this is what Yan Dongjin did. Her new house arranged by Mo Liangyuan.

The pursuers chased downstairs, set up a firewood pile, poured kerosene on it, and finally set fire to the building.

When the fire broke out, Yan Dongjin asked: "Good fate, will you marry me as your wife in the next life?"

Mo Liangyuan didn't have time to speak, but Yan Dongjin saw the lady whom he had always cared about nodding his head. When he swallowed the last breath of his life, Yan Dongji smiled slightly. The prosperity and loneliness of his life can be put down at this moment. .

"End of winter!" Mo Liangyuan shouted, opened her eyes suddenly, the tent moved slightly, the boudoir was fragrant and warm, she was not in Mingyue Tower.

"Miss?" Xiuyun's cautious voice came from outside the tent.

"It's okay, what time is it?" Mo Liangyuan asked.

"The sky is bright," Xiuyun said, "Miss, sleep a little longer, the old matriarch specially ordered, it's cold, let miss sleep a little longer."

The matter of getting out of bed, this maid can be dragged to the old matriarch, Mo Liangyuan sneered, it is hard to buy a loyal person in the world, but it is a pity that this maid is not loyal to her.

Sit up, touched the pillow towel, it was wet, it turned out that I cried just now.

Mo Liangyuan withdrew his hand, rubbed his eyes, he was going to see Yan Dongjin today, his heart was beating violently, he had already died once, the person who felt that he would no longer be afraid of anything, was actually cowardly.

(End of this chapter)