"Prince, it's time to eat. Ashku's voice rang out outside the house. It's not early, it's not late, it just so happens to be the time of dinner.

After knocking on the porch, Ashku waited silently. The hot meal in his hand is fragrant. Ashku laughed, the meal seemed to smell extra sweet and tasty today. Touching the letterhead in his arms, he was confident that he would persuade the 12th National Congress to eat happily today. Thinking about this, Ashku smiled even more happily.

Twelve sat in front of the window, looking at the snow outside the courtyard through the window, stunned. Emperor Wu's words came to his chaotic mind again.

"On behalf of me, give a message to the Queen Mother of the Northern Regions. 'Ah Hyun wants to see her. ’”

After fainting for many days, he woke up in twelve directions. From the beginning to the end, Emperor Wu did not care about him, nor did he have any nervousness and worry. It was only after Twelve woke up that he threw down such a cold word, and never appeared again.

The biological mother died early, the maternal family withered, the biological father was estranged, and the court was cold. Since Yan Shuangning's death, Twelve has endured it silently and attentively. endured the identity gap between the prince and the ordinary prince, and endured the different eyes of everyone in the harem from bowing to watching coldly.

The little Mo Ruoli is holding the little twelve. Be cautious, walking on thin ice, trembling, step by step. It is not difficult to imagine that if it were not for Mo Ruoli's painstaking management and forbearance, the young lady and brother would have been murdered long ago. How could it be possible to be alone in the treacherous Dajin Harem? All kinds of "suffering" and "pain" in each of them are the best understood.

Therefore, although he is young, he is warm and cold in the world, and intimate in human affection. Twelve is also the most delicate and sensitive. Like a fragile hedgehog, any wind and grass is a danger to him. There was no other way than to turn around and reveal the thorns on his back.

Emperor Wu's cynicism has been accustomed to it for more than 12 years.

But first of all, he made a long-distance attack on Jinzhou and rescued Mo Ruoli. It was day and night again, rushing to attend Su Jingnian's wedding. Twelve can be described as tiring and arduous, and the body has long been unable to bear such a burden. In addition, Mo Ruoli disappeared for no reason, and Su Jingnian married someone else, which hit the fragile hearts of the twelve.

Immediately afterwards, at the wedding banquet, he took the liberty of admitting the wrong "sister", which was even more clumsy.

Su Jingnian's extremely disappointed eyes that night were like a sharp dagger, completely breaking Twelve's heart. Twelve, every time I think about it, I regret it. Why was he so impulsive that night, he committed an irreparable disaster?

Step by step, interlocking, one blow, straight to the heart.

Emperor Wu suddenly appeared at this time. A sentence of "waste" became the final blow to defeat Twelve.

Qi is weak and weak, and the heart is in a hurry. The body and mind were hit hard one after another, and the trip to the Twelve Northern Regions greatly damaged the vitality.

"Why ......" Twelve's eyes turned red again, and murmured: "Why did you go to see the Queen Mother...... It's not to see her ......."

The doorshaft creaked, and the cold wind blew in.

Ashku didn't get a response from the house, so he had to push the door and enter the house.

Hurriedly wiping his eyes, Twelve shook his head and said, "Pull it off, I don't have much appetite." ”

"Prince," Ashku smiled confidently as he stepped forward with his meal. "Today's meal is exquisite. ”

Twelve laughed miserably, and replied: "Your tricks, in order to persuade me to eat, I am afraid have all been used up." What else can you pay attention to? ”

Taking out the letterhead in his arms, Ashku laughed and said, "The prince will read it and then say, I have to eat it first." ”

Knowing that Twelve was so weak that it was a little difficult to even reach out and pick up the letterhead, Ashku placed the letter directly in front of Twelve. He sat down and began to eat as if no one was around.

Twelve shook his head again, and after a moment he picked up the letterhead with trembling hands and opened it again.

"!!" just glanced at it, and Twelve froze suddenly.

"My brother is like meeting ......"

Twelve covered his throat and whimpered, sobbing silently. Juanxiu's font and sharp brushstrokes are unique to his imperial sister, and others will never imitate them.

"Hehe, the prince looks slowly. The corners of Ashku's eyes turned up with a smile as he nibbled on the roast chicken in his hand. He said, "Your food is cold." I'll eat it for you first, and I'll get you some hot one later." ”

"You eat ......" did not raise his head, but held the letterhead as if he had been treasured, and began to read.

Reading the contents of the letterhead, Twelve's heart gradually understood. Mo Ruoli was attacked by unknown people in Jinzhou, and the pro-brigade was almost wiped out. Under the cover of everyone's efforts, Mo Ruoli escaped by luck. Now hiding in Nanjing, secretly investigating the identity of the real murderer. After the real culprit of the robbery is found, he will return to Daikin.

"Sister Huang, she's fine!!" Twelve burst into tears and laughed, as if comforting Ashku, and as if comforting himself.

"The eldest princess Bingxue is smart and the proud daughter of the sky, how could something happen. Ashku was still biting the roast chicken in his hand.

"Uh-huh!" replied with a smile, and read the letter from beginning to end several times, but he was afraid that something would be left behind......

"Ahem, ahem, more! more!" Bai Ting waved the big fan in his hand, constantly fanning towards the fiercely burning firewood and straw stacks. The wind fuels the fire, and the heat wave rolls in.

Xiao Aizi trotted to the outer courtyard and came back with a full load of firewood and grass. Threw into the fire and ran out again.

The little garden holds a long stick in his hand, constantly stirring with burning firewood and grass. Smoke billowed and choked him to open his eyes.

"Ahem, ahem...... Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai, do you want to add more???" He wiped his face and asked incomprehensibly.

"Gaga Ga!!" Bai Ting's hand kept moving, "This amount is far from my red-clothed cannon!"

"The red-coated cannon ......," the little garden muttered, and continued to work.

Either burn firewood and grass for ashes, or go up the mountain to dig stones. Bai Ting's strange behavior, he has seen it in the past few days.

"Where did the dumb uncle run away again???" Bai Ting was annoyed, the more he urgently needed reliable manpower, the more he couldn't find the dumb uncle.

In the corner outside Su Jingnian's dormitory, the dumb uncle shrank in the cold wind. The hot breath exhaled from his mouth and nose formed thin ice chips on the strip of cloth covering his dumb uncle's face. Melted and knotted, knotted and melted.

He silently looked at the door of the dormitory, praying to heaven......

Dawa leaned into Cangdu's arms, a little sullen.

Lifting the curtain of the carriage, she looked out.

The wind and snow outside the car window have long since faded. Now it's spring, and it's green.

"My moon goddess, do you have any concern?" hastily clasped Dawa's hand tightly.

"......" Dawa turned his head slightly, not speaking.

Kissing Dawa's ear, he whispered, "Bear with us, we're going home." ”

"Hurry ......" Dawa turned around and hugged him tightly. A low sob on her chest.

"I believe in you, and you need to believe in me. He stroked the back of the man in his arms and said, "I will lead the troops before I can ......."

Don't wait for her to finish. Dawa ended the painful conversation with a deep kiss......

Murong Yun frowned and stepped forward. Whispered: "Qian'er?"

Qian'er was leaning on the door, eavesdropping. Murong Yun suddenly called her, which really scared her. When he turned around, he saw that it was Murong Yun, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop her. gestured with his eyes, so that Murong Yun was silent.

Murong Yun was just about to open his mouth to reprimand Qian'er for trespassing, but he dared to eavesdrop outside the Queen Mother's palace.

"Shhhhh!!h

"???" Murong Yun was skeptical. Who is the Queen Mother going to kill? The Twelve Princes? Or is it that Yaxian?

Although he was ashamed to eavesdrop, after a short ideological struggle, he still did not resist the drive of curiosity. Murong Yun stepped forward, and the sound in the room poured into his ears.

"Hahaha," Emperor Wu couldn't stop laughing, and asked, "Kill me??? ah??? hahahaha." ”

Twelve's cold sweat ran down his cheeks. Just now, the Empress Dowager of the Northern Regions threatened to kill his father and son.

"Kill you?!What about it?!" Murong Xuehan sneered, glaring at the laughing Martial Emperor.

She asked disdainfully, "Those sinister tricks of yours are really what kind of bullshit edict I made before I didn't know ??? was nothing more than a visit to the Northern Regions." ”

Hearing the word "edict", Emperor Wu's laughter stopped abruptly. He stared at Murong Xuehan with a gloomy face, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Huh. Murong Xuehan still sneered, and asked: "The content of the edict is nothing more than that, if the Northern Regions dare to touch you, you Dajin will open the door and lead the Rakshasa of the foreign race to invade Kyushu." The mourning family's guess is not the slightest discrepancy?!"

"How can the Queen Mother speculate in vain?!How could my father, the emperor be benevolent and benevolent, how could he do such an unkind and unjust thing?!" The twelve were furious and wanted to come forward to theorize.

Emperor Wu's complexion turned sharply, and the iron blue was glowing with iron blue. His last hole card was easily lifted by Murong Xuehan.

Murong Xuehan didn't pay attention to the twelve at all, and continued to sneer: "Rakshasa borrowed the help of your Dajin to burn and kill my descendants of Yan and Huang and exterminate my Chinese civilization. This is your Morahor Tianmin's last bet, and the jade is burned. ”

"Huh. Emperor Wu laughed. replied ruthlessly: "My Dajin suffers, and others don't think that they can watch the fire from the other side and be alone." It's a big deal, no one will live!"

Since he was forced to show his hole cards, Emperor Wu no longer had any worries.

"Father......" Twelve gasped, his eyes full of disbelief. His father, the emperor, wanted to collude with foreign enemies and invade Kyushu.

"You know what. Emperor Wu scolded and scolded: "Waste is waste." If you can persuade the king of the Northern Regions to send troops, why do you need me to send troops myself?!"

"I ......" Twelve wanted to argue with no way.

"But since Sister Xue has already guessed, she should understand. "Don't pay attention to the twelve, Emperor Wu changed to a rogue face. said: "If the Northern Regions send troops to resist foreign humiliation, the name will be successful." If the Northern Regions are a bystander, Dajin will be ruined, and Kyushu will be ruined!"

"Ahahahaha. Murong Xuehan seemed to have heard some big joke, and asked with a laugh: "Are you the mourning family of Ah Shuang back then??? will let go of the great opportunity to kill you for revenge for what Laoshizi world ??? what Laoshizi Kyushu?????? hahahahaha ”

Finally stopped laughing, and Murong Xuehan suddenly felt a little depressed for a while. She continued: "How can the Wanyan clan be to Ah Shuang, and the world to me? Ah Shuang can abandon a qiē for the sake of the Wanyan clan, including me. For the sake of Ah Shuang, I can abandon a qiē, even if it is the whole world. ”

"You two crazy women!! Emperor Wu was furious and scolded: "Shameless grinding mirrors!! shameless!! it was not me who destroyed Ah Shuang, it was herself!! it was you !!"

"Wanyan family...... Frost ......"

After mentioning the Yan family, Twelve suddenly understood. The "Ah Shuang" in Murong Xuehan's mouth is her mother's concubine, and she is full of frost.

"Can't get Ah Shuang's heart?!, you're going to ruin her ?!!!" Murong Xuehan's words just now completely exploded in Twelve's mind.

Mu Ran turned his head to look at Emperor Wu, and asked in a trembling voice, "Father...... Father's ...... You...... Mother...... Concubine ......" ......

Outside the window, the dew is deeper, and the night is hazy.

Mo Ruoli sat at the head of the bed, and his breathing gradually became even.

The person beside him moved slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.

Heterochromatic eyes blinked, and Su Jingnian woke up.