"Appearance doesn't matter, if you like someone, first of all, you have to have something that makes him admire you, girl, if you really like him and Murong Zhuang, you might as well learn more about him, understand his character, understand his preferences, and then you will do what he likes, if he also has a heart for you one day, this is the right way to get a person, otherwise, stalking, even, do something to hurt him, he will only hate you more!"

Qin Mo's solemn tone, a serious appearance, was stunned for a moment, and then, she opened her lips.

"So, does he love you—"

Her voice was shrill.

"I don't know—" Qin Mo replied faintly.

The girl turned her head again and asked, "So, do you love him?"

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment, and his long eyelashes narrowed, "I don't know." ”

Dragged the rope and stomped his feet urgently, "Really, you Central Plains people, why are you so grinding and chirping about feelings, unlike us, if you like someone, if you love it, you will say love, if you don't love it, you won't love it, I don't know what to say——! ”

When the tow rope was gone, Qin Mo stood on the ground, the wind from the northwest was dry and cold, and the face of the person who was blowing was very painful.

In fact, it was also because of the towing rope that Qin Mo began to be alert, what she said, for a person, love is love, and if you don't love it, you don't know where it came from.

Qin Mo recalled that after so many days of getting along, day and night, she and Murong Zhuang already had a dense and bland relationship.

But whether this relationship is love or not, she is not sure yet.

Perhaps, this is also the purpose of Murong Zhuang asking her to accompany him for three years at the beginning.

Now, as he wished, she was pitiful, reluctant, and emotional, although she didn't know if it was love.

Alas, what to do.

The sun wheel on the horizon is like a fiery red ball, and the cold light falls on the vast grassland, and the green is plated with a layer of gold.

Helianbi asked her to return to the palace half a year in advance to catch up with the Queen Mother's 60th birthday.

The carriage and horse that came to pick up Qin Mo had already set off a month ago, but Qin Mo was thinking about how to say goodbye to Murong Zhuang.

He knew that the old county king and Murong Ling had met, anyway, they were both in the Northwest Desert, maybe one day, they would have the opportunity to meet and reunite as a family of three.

At that time, Murong Zhuang had relatives, and he would no longer be as helpless as he is now.

At night, when Qin Mo returned to the tent, Murong Zhuang was outside washing his daily tools for peeling cowhides with water.

There is not so much silk and cotton here, and the people here have to exchange a lot of money for the silk and cotton cloth in the market.

The clothes on the body and the feet are all animal skins.

Murong Zhuang grazes during the day, and when he is free, he skins the dead sheep and cattle to make clothes and shoes.

Finally one day.

Qin Mo came to Murong Zhuang's tent.

She buckled twice, but no one inside answered, thinking that Murong Zhuang was not in the tent, and turned around to leave.

Suddenly, a hand came out of it.

He dragged her into the tent with all his might.

"Ah——!h She screamed

"Don't make a noise——!" He said...

This time, he hugged her so tightly that Qin Mo seemed to be out of breath in his arms.

"Murong Zhuang. I.! ”

The words of parting, she suddenly couldn't speak...

"I know, you're leaving——!"

Qin Mo was surprised, and unconsciously raised his voice, "You know——?! ”

"Green Lotus told me!" Qin Mo stopped talking.

He hugged her and was speechless for a long time, just when Qin Mo had a gap to loosen up.

On one side of the neck, I suddenly felt that it was cold, and the warmth seeped down from between the thick hair, and it was already cold.

"Woo woo woo ——!"

This time, Qin Mo saw Murong Zhuang in front of him, crying like a child.

Unbridled whimpering.

At that moment, she turned her head to the side and tears rolled down.

She walked out of the tent lonely

He suddenly followed from behind.

She turned her head to look at his weather-stained cheeks and his desperate, pleading eyes

"In this life, can I see you again...!"

Qin Mo turned her head, and she suddenly remembered the bunch of shells he had won as a prize on the day he won the warrior, which he had happily given to her that day.

She went back to her room, found it, and put it around her neck.

She didn't know if she could see it in this life, and she was afraid that her heart would hurt if she kept these things.

She would never forget his expression when she hung this string of shells around Murong Zhuang's neck.

It was a mixture of fear, rejection, anguish, and nothingness.

At that moment, it was as if she was his life, and his life was about to be completely taken away alive.

"If I knew that it was today's result, I would have fought for everything——!

He said.

Three years, although three years, he knew that he was stubbornly resistant, but he still hoped so much.

has been with him for three years, and in the end she will be emotional, soft-hearted, and maybe by his side.

He had thought that even if he didn't have everything, he still had her.

But, in fact, after all, he couldn't keep her.

Although in the past three years, she has been increasingly accompanied by his side, his heart has become lonely and desolate again and again, Murong Zhuang is no longer the original Murong Zhuang, at this moment, he is a prisoner, she is a hero of the court, he looks at her crying, she laughs, he hopes that he can make her laugh, and then give her a sense of happiness so that she can't leave herself.

However, the loneliness and emptiness in his heart only pushed himself farther and farther on the road to happiness.

Then, the regret and pain that had been left behind became deeper and deeper in my heart, and he was the only one who hurt.

Qin Mo found a hurdle by himself, sat on the grass, quietly looked at the dark night sky in the sky, and cried when he lowered his head.

A month and a half later, the carriage from the capital arrived.

The water of the Jade River is still so clear.

The grassland in May is already full of green, and it is really boundless.

Qin Mo planned to return to the palace this time, so he wanted the emperor to invite him to let the old prince Murong meet with his son.

Anyway, they can't afford to make any waves now, and the imperial court can be completely relieved.

The vehicles that came to meet him were immense.

Parting, Qin Mo didn't dare to look back at Murong Zhuang's mournful eyes.

She is not a national teacher now, and three years ago, when she sacrificed her time to accompany Murong Zhuang, she handed over an official position to the imperial court on her own.

However, along the way and after, the fact that she used to be a great teacher automatically dredged up a lot of relationships for her, and of course, this was ultimately indispensable to Helian Bi's contribution.

Helian Bi should have been in the place where Qin Mo traveled all the way.

In addition, Qin Mo had been awarded the title of first-class duke before, which was sealed before the reign of Emperor Shun Kangdi, although he had no real power, he enjoyed honor and title.

First-class duke, Xiguo duke

But before she was a national teacher and had the authority of a national teacher, but now she can only enjoy the dignity and dignity of a first-class duke.

She has done almost all of the officials that women in the court can't do.

And now, she is the minister, and she is still the princess of Lian Wang who was given early in the morning.

So, there will definitely be this pomp and circumstance.

After the inner attendant gave Qin Mo the will, Qin Mo thought it was over, and was about to urge people to leave.

The waiter smiled at Qin Mo diligently, and said in a girlish voice

"The princess can go first, there is still a will in the hands of the lowly officer, which is granted to the prisoner Murong Clan.!"

I don't know why, hearing the word prisoner, Qin Mo's heart hurt suddenly.

She didn't dare to stay where she was, got into the carriage, and then walked on the grassland with a group of people and horses.

Magnificent carriage body, jeweled canopy.

Sitting in a carriage and dangling.

Qin Mo had already walked away, and when he turned around, he stuck his head out of the carriage window again, and saw that in front of the tent where he had lived for two years, there was still a group of people kneeling in the dark.

Murong Zhuang was dressed in white fur, his hair was draped over his shoulders, and he knelt at the front, which was particularly conspicuous.

"The princess has already left to return to the capital, try not to think about him in the future about this place of exile, the princess is incompatible with this place.!"

Green Lotus has been walking by Qin Mo's car window, called Guard, there are guards in front and behind, seeing Qin Mo's look back, he said calmly in front of the car window.

In fact, Qin Mo's heart had already been broken into thousands of pieces.

However, she can't let go now, she has such a big property in Yanguo, and there are so many people under her who need to rely on her to feed, she is the princess who gave it to King Lian early in the morning, she still has a cousin in the capital, she still has a sister in Yanguo, and even, there is a father.

Murong Zhuang, you don't know that my heart hurts like I left you.

Whether it's love or not, at least I've really felt sorry.

She didn't know what was written on the holy decree dedicated to Murong Zhuang.

Why did the father-in-law have to let her go first before announcing the decree.

She suddenly remembered the strange smile that was mixed with respect when her father-in-law spoke to her.

For a moment, there was a creepy feeling in my heart.

As soon as she reached out, she grabbed the fabric on her chest tightly, no. She believed that the bad news she was thinking about would not just happen.

Impossible.

One calendar, another two months...

From steppes to hills, from hills to mountains, from mountains to river valleys, plains.

The capital, which I haven't seen for three years, is still as lively...

Even more lively...

As long as the grain harvest is good, the economy will rise, and now all this, such prosperity of Yan must have Qin Mo's contribution.

In the past two years, without Qin Mo, those people in the Department of Agriculture have also painted some of the same scoops, according to the astronomical calendar and solar terms formulated by Qin Mo, they also know some improved seeds, select excellent seeds, integrate some cultivation techniques for large-scale cultivation, and more importantly, the emergence of fertilizers, so that the harvest of Yanguo will reach a higher level.

When Qin Mo came back, the first thing he naturally went to the palace to see the emperor, and after the eldest prince restored his status as the crown prince, he successfully inherited the throne and changed the year name to Qingshun, so he was called Emperor Qingshun.

Helian Jing saw Qin Mo in the main hall, he hadn't seen him for many years, Helian Jing's appearance remained the same, a face that exuded gentleness and moistness, but some habitual things had been shown in his details, he faced Qin Mo and held the dragon chair in his hand.

Smooth conversation, however, from time to time will give people a breath of not angry and self-authoritative.

First of all, I naturally expressed my condolences to Qin Mo for some of his experiences, reading, feeling, and sending in the past three years.

And Qin Mo picked something that could be said, and naturally told it to him.

also knew that he would ask about Murong Zhuang's condition, and Qin Mo also figured out his psychology and replied respectfully.

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