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The people of Fangling in Western Xinjiang, especially women, are especially good at dancing, and even the general Jiangzuo, who is extremely silent by nature, will show a few hands, if you look closely, you will find that there is one person who dances in Nazha and Zhe Zheyang, and that is the first female military division in Western Xinjiang, Xiangxia is not only cooking, the art of war is amazing, and even the dancing skills are superb, not like Jinqiu only knows how to dance with knives and swords, and if Jinqiu wants to dance the kind of Western Xinjiang dance that can show the softness of women as much as possible, it is better to wipe her neck. Pinshu.com

Mu Xiaoluo sat down with Mu Zhanpeng and the second wife Xiaoluo's biological mother.

When her biological mother Xiaoluo's biological mother saw the size of a silver plate in the bright moon, she couldn't help but secretly wipe the tears in her eyes with a handkerchief, and Mu Zhanpeng, who was sitting next to her, comforted her softly from time to time.

Mu Xiaoluo also knows that her mother is sad for her little ninth brother Mu Ling, tonight is the autumn festival, it should be the time for the reunion of the two people, but only at this time, but she has to endure the pain of separation of flesh and blood, Mu Xiaoluo is too cruel to her mother, and she is too cruel to herself, don't think that Mu Xiaoluo has a smile on her face, she is happy, how can it be, Mu Ling is her biological brother, how can she not worry, but her eyes drifted down again, and she saw the fourth aunt gently grabbing grapes and feeding them to Mu Jinxiu's mouth, Mu Xiaoluo couldn't wait to drag Mu Jinxiu up and throw it into the blazing bonfire, under such torture to extract a confession, see if she can tell the whereabouts of her little ninth brother Mu Ling.

But since the fourth sister Mu Jinxiu came back, Mu Xiaoluo wanted to poke something out of her mouth, but this girl's voice had already been permanently burned by the fire, and she was completely reduced to an ugly and dumb person, and she couldn't speak at all.

Mu Xiaoluo picked up a glass of mare's milk wine and gave a toast to the Empress Dowager Heyun, the Empress Dowager Heyun can be her mother-in-law, it is a matter of course to use wine to toast her old man, and the next thing is to salute her mother and Xiaoluo's biological mother, Mu Zhanpeng, who was beside the second lady, saw that Princess Xiaoluo was coming, thinking that she was here to toast herself, who knows, when Xiaoluo really came to herself, she turned a blind eye to herself, but she saluted the second lady.

Mu Xiaoluo accompanied her mother to drink a drink, and comforted, "Mother, don't worry." The daughter firmly believes that the little ninth brother will definitely return to our side. It's just that now we don't know where he is, but Xiao Luo deeply believes that Xiao Jiu Brother is now under the same moonlight as us, admiring the moon, so maybe it's okay. ”

"Princess, if that's the case, it's okay. ”

The second lady Xiaoluo's biological mother couldn't help crying again, which made Xiaoluo's eyes slightly red, but she felt that the Empress Dowager Heyun was looking at Xiaoluo's daughter and herself, she quickly told Xiaoluo to settle down, and she also wiped away her tears, this is the Fangling Tomb in Western Xinjiang, it is the territory of King Helian and the Empress Dowager Heyun, but it is not the Qijing Courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, how do the two mothers and daughters want to cry to express their thoughts about the little ninth brother Mu Ling, how to cry, so how to do it, today is the annual reunion festival, don't lose the rudeness in front of the mother-in-law's family, that is the most important thing。

"Please don't mind, princess. Between the words, Xiao Luo's biological mother kept handing over her eyes to Xiao Luo, the old Dahua Xiangguo Lord Mu Zhanpeng felt bored, in front of him, one was his daughter Xiao Luo, and the other was his wife and concubine, but he felt that he was excluded, how could Mu Zhanpeng's mood be so comfortable, he glanced at the king of Helian Haoche Fangling, eager to kill him, take away his throne, and become the new monarch of Daling by him in the future, Mu Zhanpeng's heart derived a poisonous plan, but he had no help, in the territory of Fangling in Western Xinjiang, he didn't have anyone who could really help him, there were outsiders everywhere, whether it was the people around Xiaoluo, or the people around Helian Haoche。

Only the aunts can wholeheartedly Mu Zhanpeng, he is the head of the horse, and he Mu Zhanpeng only has the ability to do this, and he has the ability to be majestic in the concubine.

……

In front of a stone table in a cave.

Mu Ruoxue had just fed Mu Ling leopard milk, this little baby who was born less than four months old, her two eyes kept blinking, and she was extremely interested in the bright moon on the top of the mountain, which was the same as what Xiao Luo of Fangling in Western Xinjiang said, her little ninth brother Mu Ling really enjoyed the same moon with her.

"Silly woman, let me in! I don't know how many times it has been more. ”

The ghost doctor who ate the roasted pheasant meat was lying on the wide rock, crossing Erlang's legs, holding the hairpin that had just been pulled from Mu Ruoxue and picking his big yellow teeth, and he was speechless.

Mu Ruoxue was stunned, not cold and disappointed, "You useless waste! Tonight is the Autumn Festival, when everyone eats moon cakes, you only eat roasted pheasant meat, what about the moon cakes I told you to bring, it's really useless waste! I really regret how I promised you to commit to you from now on, I'm really blind to my dog's eyes!"

Hearing this, the ghost doctor couldn't bear to let out a loud fart, and Xuan'er burped again, "Now even the smallest village under the mountain is stationed with Fangling guards, and everywhere Lao Tzu goes, there is the power of Fangling in the western Xinjiang Chu Wai, Lao Tzu is not the same as before, without arms, he can shoot darts from his mouth from time to time to shoot pheasants to roast and eat, which is already a great skill! I want Lao Tzu to go down the mountain! Hehe, I still want to eat moon cakes! Be your Xiangfu Lady's dream of a thousand autumns." Besides, you are not the daughter of the Xiangguo Mansion now, let alone the Dahua Crown Princess, Lao Tzu has seen all the flesh under your body, and what are you pretending to be pure and chaste!

"You ——!" Mu Ruoxue is always said by the ghost doctor to be worthless, but it is also a true portrayal of her currently, she is now completely controlled by the ghost doctor, the ghost doctor is his absurd and shameless methods, Mu Ruoxue has seen too much, too much, as long as he eats enough......

The ghost doctor suddenly jumped up, rubbed his hands, straightened his slightly rickety body, and had a lewd smile on his face, "Ruoxue Niang, now that your husband has eaten and drunk enough, and the doll is also fed, hurry up and go to the cave to rest with your husband." Don't worry, your husband has created a new move today to ensure that you want to die. ”

Even with the little baby, the ghost doctor picked up Mu Ruoxue and sent her into the cave.

After the incident, Mu Ruoxue learned from the exhausted tone of the ghost doctor that the king of Fangling in Western Xinjiang was about to establish a new imperial capital, and the country name was Daling, then it was Dalingdu, and now Dalingdu was already preparing to be established in Mu Xu, and the project was vast, but two months later, the prototype of the new imperial capital had already appeared, Mu Ruoxue vowed to see with her own eyes what this Daling looked like, she didn't really want to see Dalingdu, she wanted to see Mu Xiaoluo, but she only wanted to get close to her, and hoped to take the opportunity to kill her.

To kill Mu Xiaoluo, Mu Ruoxue felt that she had to rely on one person single-handedly, looking at the ghost doctor who was sleeping in a stupor, while he was not paying attention, Mu Ruoxue had already wanted to stab the sharp end of Zhu Hai, who had already wanted to stab his neck, so that he would die in his sleep, but if the ghost doctor died, in this vast deep mountain, she and the child would not live long, not to mention, in the future, she could take this Mu Ling as a hostage and coerce Mu Xiaoluo!

I don't know how he happened to the night party, at this time, Mu Ruoxue actually remembered the night party, thinking about the scene when he rejected himself for the first time, asking her Mu Ruoxue to take a sedan chair, and became the laughing stock of the entire Dahua Kyoto in the past, but Mu Ruoxue didn't blame him, because Mu Ruoxue felt that if it weren't for Mu Xiaoluo, she would be unbearable to the point of being humiliated.

All the injustices, all the hardships, Mu Ruoxue counted the root of all the sins on Mu Xiaoluo's head.

Mu Ling has eaten the milk of the big leopard every day in the past few months, and it has grown very fast, and it has gradually gained weight, and the bones of the body are not as weak as before.

Mu Ruoxue thought so, got up to tease Mu Ling to play, more and more, Mu Ruoxue felt that she couldn't do without Mu Ling, if there was no relationship between Mu Xiaoluo, Mu Ruoxue would definitely treat Mu Ling as her own child, but unfortunately-

Anyway, Mu Ruoxue and Mu Ling are also half-siblings, but when Mu Ruoxue thought that Mu Ling was the biological mother of the second lady Xiaoluo, that is, born to Xiaoluo's biological mother Lin Qiuyun, she couldn't wait to pinch her two hands lightly towards the baby boy who was a few months old, and the strength grew inch by inch, until Mu Ling cried loudly.

Instead, the sleeping ghost doctor woke up, "You slut, what are you doing holding that little slut?" Okay, you want to strangle him, okay, okay, Lao Tzu will accompany you to pinch!"

……

That night, Mu Xiaoluo, who was lying in their own soft felt bags, the second lady Xiaoluo's biological mother was asleep, and suddenly woke up, her head was covered with sweat, they all dreamed of Mu Ling, the little ninth brother, the dream, the little ninth brother seemed to be pinched and strangled to death by his hands, and he didn't let go of his fingers, and he didn't know if he could still live in the end.

"Xiaoluo, what's wrong with you?" Mu Xiaoluo screamed, scaring Helian Haoche, the king of Fangling who was sleeping in a daze beside him.

Helian Haoche wiped the sweat from Xiaoluo's forehead and asked with concern, "Concubine Ai, what kind of nightmare are you having when you speak?" ”

"The king, the concubine dreamed, the concubine dreamed of the little ninth brother Ling'er, and Ling'er was ......"

Mu Xiaoluo trembled, and she didn't know what she was talking about, that dream was too real and terrifying, people said that ten fingers connected to the heart would also be accompanied by induction, could it be true?

"Little Ninth Brother Ling'er, what's wrong with him?" King Fangling tucked the quilt for Xiao Luo, thinking that Xiao Luo must have suffered a lot in his heart in the past few days, and his biological brother didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and it should be Xiao Luo who would have nightmares.

Mu Xiaoluo slowly came to her senses, and when she saw Hao Che beside her staring at her affectionately, she couldn't help but bury her head in the arms of King Fangling, and sobbed quietly, "King, do you say that there will be any accidents for the little ninth brother Ling'er?"

"How so, silly concubine. Helian Haoche pulled the bun in his ear for Mu Xiaoluo, "When the little ninth brother Mu Ling was born, this king also saw it, that chubby little doll is just like a concubine, you are not a weak person at all, the little ninth brother will definitely be auspicious, you don't have to worry." ”

In Helian Haoche's eyes, all the things in the world are not difficult at all, the emperor lives up to his wishes, he has some plans in his heart, and he does not plan to tell Concubine Xiaoluo about her, so as not to add to her troubles.

Comforting Xiao Luo to sleep, Helian Haoche closed his eyes instead, but he couldn't fall asleep, and the next morning, he woke up quickly, and the first thing he woke up was to walk the main felt camp, and by the way, he called General Jiang Zuo.

"King, why don't you sleep for a while?" General Jiang Zuo saw that the king's two pupils were bloodshot, and it was clear that he hadn't slept much all night, and the king was worried about something after all, could it be-

Helian Haoche sighed, and his two eyes suddenly stared at him like electricity, "Jiang Zuo, for several months, this king has asked you to inquire about the way of Little Ninth Young Master Mu Ling, what's the matter, have you found nothing?"

The sea of people is vast, not to mention a baby, since it was deliberately taken away by the gangsters, it is conceivable that the gangsters will hide the baby in a mysterious situation, how can it be easily exposed to the sun, isn't that looking for death?

Xuan'er, General Jiang Zuo clasped his fists with both hands and said, "King, I'm sorry, the last general has also patrolled the old Dahua border many times, and even brought several Fangling guards to disturb the houses in various names to explore the whereabouts of the little ninth young master Mu Ling, but he couldn't find him, and the last general was also very distressed." The last general is here, or ask the king to guide the maze, so that the last general can have a direction, so that he will not find a needle in a haystack. ”

Yes, there is no direction, it is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, not to mention a small baby, even a large living person is difficult to find.

But Helianzi, the king of Fangling, really didn't believe it, that villain really had such ability, he could not show up for the rest of his life, if the little ninth young master Mu Ling was still alive, it must be relying on human milk as his side, and suddenly, Helian Haoche had a flash of inspiration, and there was a faint light between his eyes, patting General Jiang Zuo's shoulder and saying, "Jiang Zuo, this king has a way, you come with your ears." ”

After talking for a while, Jiang Zuo nodded again and again, and Xuan'er nodded heavily, calling me Long live Wang, Long live Long live, thinking that King Fangling would soon be the great overlord of the Unified Plain, and it was not too much to call him like this.

Helian, the king of Fangling, didn't expect that General Jiang Zuo, who had always been silent and calm, would also play with language power, thinking that General Jiang Zuo would also have his time to change, but he was currently putting his mind on the body of the little ninth young master Mu Ling, and he didn't pay attention to General Jiang Zuo's changes.

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