The nights in Dosan-gun are cold. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe autumn wind is blowing, blowing up pieces of fallen leaves, beating on the window edge, so lively.

Jiang Moli was bored and couldn't sleep because of the day's events. In the middle of the night, I put on a cloak and ran out. went out with the purpose of distraction, but it made her even more irritable.

On the top of the hill behind the barracks, he sat alone. Under the hazy moonlight, drink alone. The wind blew his scattered green silk, and under the moonlight, he was independent, lonely, and sad.

Jiang Moli saluted calmly, "Meet His Royal Highness the Prince." Weichen didn't know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was here, and disturbed His Highness, so Weichen left. ”

After speaking, Jiang Moli planned to turn around and leave. Still......

Ten fingers interlocked, and the warmth of his fingertips wrapped around her cold little hands. And Jiang Moli's very unproductive hands were trembling.

She had her back to him and tried to struggle, but compared to strength, she really never won.

Zhong Zixiao clasped her little hand, "Don't go." ”

The voice was low and depressed, with a hint of pleading, which was irresistible.

Jiang Moli felt as if she had been cut by a knife, and bit her lip hard. Sober up for a moment, no, it can't be like this anymore.

Instead of being decisive, it is better to be ruthless.

Jiang Moli thought like this, and with a lot of effort in his hand, he saw that he was about to break free, and as a result.

Suddenly hit his hard chest, Jiang Moli's head was stunned, and he said angrily, "What are you doing." ”

It's just that with a pair of eyes, Jiang Moli's momentum is half gone.

Zhong Zixiao looked at her, hugged her with one hand, and rubbed her little head with the other hand, "I told you not to go, does it hurt?" ”

Jiang Moli shrank in his arms, didn't speak, looked away, and made up his mind to ignore him.

Zhong Zixiao didn't say anything, only hugged her thin waist tightly and imprisoned her in his arms.

It's just that bursts of fragrant fragrance that belongs to her are pouring into his nose, making him almost unable to restrain himself. Fortunately, he restrained himself, otherwise, she would have turned her face long ago.

At the foot of the mountain is a dense tent. All night long, the lights were bright. In order to divert his attention, Jiang Moli simply counted the number of tents.

It's just that the fiery hands on her body are so easy to ignore. Especially the constant breathing of someone in her neck, hitting her, it was so hot.

The two were in a stalemate like this, and I don't know how long it was, but I just listened to him slowly.

"That day, when I was unconscious, you know what I was thinking? I'm scared, scared I'll never see you again. I am not afraid of death, and what is there to fear of death. But, I'll never see you again, I'm afraid. I was lucky, though. When I woke up again, I saw you. The moment I opened my eyes was the happiest I have been in the past three years. ”

The tone was so calm, calm that it seemed to be saying something that had nothing to do with him.

Falling in Jiang Moli's ears is really worrying.

Then he stopped talking. Only take a sip and pour wine violently.

"Hey," Jiang Moli was in pain, and when she looked down, it turned out that her right hand had been cut by her left hand with a fingernail.

Jiang Mo lowered his head, and the green silk slowly fell. The little face was buried in the shadows, and no one saw the bitterness.

Every word he said hit her in the sore spot. Jiang Moli, how can you be virtuous, can he treat you like this.

I don't know where the courage came from, Jiang Moli directly snatched the wine jug in his hand and poured a big sip. Then, the tears came out very unproductively.

Zhong Zixiao frowned, and reached out to get the wine jug, "Are you okay?" ”

Jiang Moli ignored him, took another big mouthful, and coughed hard.

Seeing this, Zhong Zixiao was angry, but seeing her tearful appearance, he suddenly swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, and could only snatch the wine bottle and call her name viciously.

Jiang Moli lay in his arms with drunkenness, and the sobbing sound was intermittent, hitting Zhong Zixiao's heart, and there were bursts of pain.

"Ahri, call me again."

I just want to hear from you and call me "Third Brother" again, just like when we first met.

Jiang Moli moved her lips, but finally didn't speak. The tears that had finally been stopped began to gush out like a river bursting its banks.

Zhong Zixiao clenched her fists, but finally let go, forcing her to look up, "You look at me." ”

Jiang Moli was pinched by him, and he couldn't move, so he could only look up at him. The ghost sent a sentence, "I have nothing to do with Sun Yiming." ”

After saying that, Jiang Moli regretted it.

You have a lot of mouths, why do you have to explain it to him. Misunderstanding is misunderstanding, isn't it right?

Seeing her like this, Zhong Zixiao only said three words, "I know." ”

As angry as I get when I see the two of you together, I've never doubted it.

If you really like him, then it's called a ghost. The person I Zhong Zixiao likes, how can he be so visionless.

I'm just angry with myself, and I'm just envious that he can stand by your side openly, laugh with you, and make trouble.

These are the words he would love to say to her. But he didn't, and didn't force her again, just continued to hold her in his arms.

Only then would he be able to tell himself that she was still his. It's just self-deception, but it's better than nothing.

His hand slid over the ends of her hair again and again, Jiang Moli's whole body was stiff, and she could sense that her heart was beating extremely fast. Again and again, it kept reminding her.

Hui Ji will hurt, master, you are right. But what should I do? Master, can you give Xiao Qi an idea?

Jiang Moli's head is really messy, and the word love is really the most difficult catastrophe in the world.

With that night, Jiang Moli was lucky to have insomnia.

The next day, early in the morning. She could only go to Su Xin to ask for fat powder, trying to cover up the past. Otherwise, with such a big black circle, where would she dare to go out to meet people.

It's also a loss that now there is only Sun Yiming's matter, as long as he estimates the specific amount of demand, they can leave.

In this way, Jiang Moli doesn't need to show up often.

In his spare time, Jiang Moli just watched the two Tang Su brothers practice. By chance, she caught the queen's person.

He is Tang Meng's lieutenant, and he is the one who provoked Tang Meng to trouble her. Similarly, he also passed back everything that happened to Jiang Moli in the barracks.

Jiang Moli once again exposed her ruthless side, and that night, a brocade box was sent to Shangyang from Dushan County.

A few days later, in the harem, a hideous-looking figure presented the queen's desk with a note on the head.

There will be a next time, and it will be fresh in your memory again.

The queen was frightened and frightened at first, and finally angry. But he could only press it down in a hard voice.

Then, there was news in the palace that the queen was seriously ill, and Mrs. Jiang was immediately recruited into the palace.

Since then, Jiang Moli and the queen have officially torn their faces.

I won't mention this for now.

The queen was also unlucky, and she happened to encounter Jiang Moli's most annoying time.

She is not happy in her heart, how can she make you feel better. So the queen can be regarded as self-inflicted.

Of course, with the queen venting to her, Jiang Moli herself was also a lot more comfortable.

The matter of Dushan County has come to an end, bidding farewell to the two brothers Tang Su, Jiang Moli and his party, and they still need to continue to move forward.

It's just that along the way, for Jiang Moli, it's really tormenting.

Love words for her, it's really a mess.

Letting go of the word "Drop", like a jack, pressed heavily on her heart, making her breathless.