Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

This war is not easy to fight as imagined, Yunxi knows it.

The fire burned that night and there were many bodies. The night was not long, because the battle lasted too long. For more than half a month, her blood never broke. It was also from this battle that Yunxi fully understood that these small countries have their own ability to attack Beiyuan with all their people. Those small soldiers are by no means idle people and are extremely difficult to deal with.

At night.

Among the corpses, Hua Liang went towards Yunxi step by step. The armor found from nowhere was directly thrown in front of Yunxi: "wear it, don't die."

The blood stains on the armor were washed clean, and Yunxi smiled, "thank you."

Hualiang sat on the side of Yunxi and took out another cake from his arms: "do you eat?"

After Yunxi took it, he bit it raw and didn't answer for a long time. But the painting was cool, but she took out a water bag from her arms: "do you drink?"

Yunxi took the water bag, but said with a smile, "if you have something to say..."

The painting was cool and hung his eyes. He thought for a long time, and then asked, "over there in the East Palace, haven't you been embarrassed yet?"

Is Hua Liang worried because Yan Ming kissed her?

Yunxi raised his hand and scraped the cool tip of his nose. He whispered, "the soldiers will certainly say something in private, but these are fearless. It doesn't affect Donggong's marrying me. After all, Donggong needs me."

She said these words with a smile, but Hualiang frowned: "there are still..."

Hualiang got up and went directly towards the soldiers who were resting. Then some small soldiers followed Hualiang to face the darkness. Not long after, Hualiang came back, but those small soldiers didn't come back.

Yunxi was suspicious. He got up to look for the cool painting, but he was stopped by a man. It was green ink.

When the war began, Xianzu was defeated. Qingmo handled Xianzu on behalf of the East Palace, and Xia Pi city was destroyed by the city. Therefore, the East Palace stayed in Dengzhou with soldiers, and long Ziqing, the crown prince, stayed. But these days, except for occasionally talking to long Ziqing, Yunxi has not been in contact with him too much. She doesn't know why qingmo is looking for her.

Yunxi looked at the green ink in the night, then gently put the water bag on the ground and leaned over slightly: "princess."

Green ink still looked indifferent. Under the veil, those eyes were extremely cold: "two girls don't need to call me a princess. In the army, I'm not high."

Yunxi smiled awkwardly, "how's the girl's injury?"

Yunxi's eyebrows and eyes were frozen at the shoulders of green ink, where long Ziqing stabbed in that night. Just looking at the appearance of qingmo now, she must have been better, and she doesn't need to worry.

Qingmo looked slightly pale. His fingers touched the wound and sneered: "the concern of the two girls is qingmo's heart. But today, qingmo doesn't want to discuss these with the girl."

Yunxi sighed, "because of longziqing?"

The green ink said, "the painting is cool."

Qingmo despised the distant picture of cool eyes and turned the color of eyes to Yunxi.

Yunxi didn't understand. He looked at the handsome man under the sky and said, "how cool is the painting?"

"Two girls really don't know, or pretend not to know?"

"The princess doesn't need to beat around the bush."

Seeing Yunxi's indifferent color, qingmo clenched his sword and said faintly, "how many soldiers who talk about you secretly died in the enemy and how many died in the cold hand of painting? I really don't know, two girls?"

Yunxi suddenly looked at Hualiang.

In the distance, Hualiang got up from the tree and came towards Yunxi.

After qingmo said that, he shook his sleeve and left directly, leaving only Yunxi's surprised eyes. At the moment when he brushed with qingmo, Hualiang held qingmo's arm and said coldly: "what did you say to her?"

The sky is full of Qionghua falling all over the sky

Qingmo said coldly, "it's because of how many people you killed for her."

The painting was cold and stiff. He slightly turned his face and looked at qingmo obliquely. He looked at her face through the veil. Qingmo took out his arm and walked in advance. The long sword in Hualiang's hand came out of its sheath and directly stood the sword under qingmo's neck.

The veil flew up and down, in a trance but unable to see in the dark.

Hualiang slowly said, "I'm willing to kill anyone. Those who choose to speak freely deserve to die."

This indifference never changed when Yunxi walked to the side of the painting.

Yunxi gently held Hualiang's arm and said to qingmo, "it's Hualiang who doesn't understand. Don't blame him."

The sword didn't take back its scabbard. The painting was cool and slightly raised his jaw, but he sneered.

Green ink sneered and glanced: "second girl, can I go back?"

Someone in the army looked this way, but Hualiang didn't take back the sword, but directly picked it up, and the veil fell directly from qingmo's face.

Floating, rendering the color of Qionghua.

It's a picture of how beautiful the face is. It's beautiful.

The painting gave a sneer: "you said my secret, and I also broke your secret. Why not?"

Qingmo flustered and picked up the veil, but was trampled by the cold feet of the painting. Green ink nodded angrily at the cool painting, but he looked into Yunxi's eyes, which were full of incredible color.

Yunxi was slightly stunned: "qingluan?"

No, not qingluan. Yunxi was surprised.

Qingmo was angry and trembled all over. The moment the soft sword was pulled out from his waist, he hit Hualiang, but Hualiang retreated. The soft sword was wrapped in a cold hand and crushed directly.

Under the night, the cool and thin man looked at qingmo: "why, can't you see this face?"

This is provocation and disdain.

But Yunxi held Hualiang's hand and said, "put the sword away!"

Drawing Liang's sword into its sheath attracted many people's eyes.

But qingmo picked up the veil in fear and held it tightly in his hand: "since the East Palace protects you, it makes you unscrupulous. If there is no one to protect you one day, how can you deal with yourself? It's just a defector from Xizhou. Now he treats me like this?"

Yunxi looked at the face that was indistinguishable from qingluan, but smiled: "first, the person who picked your veil is cool painting; second, why should you blame me if I didn't do anything; third -"

Yunxi's face cooled slightly. She looked at Hualiang for a moment and smiled: "In this army, who can protect me? How many times have you been involved in the big and small wars in the past half month? How many times have you killed the enemy's head? My hands are stained with blood, and these dirt must not be acceptable to you. Fourth, the veil falls off when it falls off. Why is it so ugly? Is the East Palace protecting you or Yunxi?"

Yunxi's voice faded. She repeatedly looked at the green ink face and frowned slightly.

Hua Liang said, "as long as you nod, I'll kill her. She has too much hostility to you and can't stay."

Yunxi did not reply to the cool words, but whispered, "go back."

The painting was stunned, but he clenched the sword and turned away.

At the moment when Yunxi turned around, he lightly skimmed the face of green ink under the night, but the coldness in his heart was more and more prosperous.