I haven't seen it, but I like this profile, I like people who defend the country, and women love it even more.

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A few years later, when the god of war reappeared in front of her and begged her for forgiveness with his life, she would choose this and what to do.

As a weak woman, she defended the motherland and her people far away, but she was unexpectedly loved by the people of Xinguo.

She seems to be kind and tolerant, but she is actually ruthless.

She looks innocent and ignorant on the outside, but in fact she is scheming.

"If you can't be a successful woman, you can be a successful princess." This is her vow to sacrifice for her country.

"This is a kiss, I agreed." In a word, she married the seventy-one-year-old alliance leader of a backward country at the age of twenty-five, and was regretted by the world.

"I'm fine, and you cherish it too." After a sentence, she abandoned the handsome, accomplished and romantic god of war horse, and fell from the darling of heaven and earth to a jealous and evil woman, and was ridiculed by the world.

Recommend an ancient saying-"The Lady of the Grace" is a poor girl

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There may be two watches in the evening, but I hope the girls don't wait at night and watch it in the morning.

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The two of them laughed in low voices, and when they saw that Twilight's face was really cold, Wu Jin got up and said, "I'll let people prepare." ”

Twilight was a little annoyed by these two men, and simply said bluntly, "If there is no ancestral hall, how can you worship?" ”

Wu Jin smiled at Twilight Qing and pretended not to understand.

Bu Xihuan smiled when she heard this, she was awkward but cute.

King Jin's Mansion is not big, Twilight Qing walked around the back garden, and when lunch was ready, she visited the entire King Jin Mansion. During the meal, the atmosphere of the banquet was quiet, Bu Xihuan and Wu Jin did not mention the matter of worship, and after lunch, when the next person came to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, she asked: "I just walked around the palace, why didn't I see the ancestral hall?" ”

This worked, Twilight turned cold, withdrew her hand, got up and opened the curtain and went out. Bu Xihuan didn't go out, he knew that she wanted to be quiet.

"Look at your autopsy and straightforwardness, why are you hesitant in these matters?" Bu Xi laughed and joked about Twilight.

Twilight was still silent, as if she was struggling.

"You are a good autopsy, he is good at treating poison, if you recognize your brother and sister, you must have something to say." Bu Xihuan slowly pinched Twilight's arm, a light smile on her lips, her eyes drooped, hiding the sourness in it, and persuaded, "Admit it, just be happy." ”

Twilight doesn't speak, he can always see through her.

Regardless of whether Wu Jin is related to her by blood or not, she hopes to have a relative in the world.

"Yes, the governor trains like a god, heroic and mighty, and those women in the boudoir can't compare with themselves." Bu Xi smiled and flattered, but his eyes became serious, "You want to recognize him, don't you?" ”

It's tiring to look at the painting for a while, when she is one of those delicate young ladies?

He pulled her arm over and pinched it, but Twilight didn't hide, but said coldly, "I'm muddy?" ”

"Everyone is gone, still watch." Bu Xihuan's cool voice came, and when Twilight looked at him, he had already laughed, obviously teasing her, "Aren't you tired after holding up the painting for so long?" ”

Wu Jin...... I always feel that he is like wind and snow, like that mysterious family, and there are too many stories on him.

He just said that it is taboo for a saint daughter of the Tu'e tribe to marry with a foreigner, but his mother is a saint of the Tu'e tribe, and his father is the emperor of Nantu, I don't know what the story is?

Wu Jin put the painting back and exited the bamboo house, until he left, and Twilight was still looking at the bamboo curtain. Wu Jin should have seen that she wanted her relatives to mention yì, but she mentioned yì suddenly, and she was afraid that she would be embarrassed, so she went out under the pretext. This person seems to be indifferent, but in fact, he is as careful as a hair, and he is very good at thinking about others.

Twilight Qing was distracted by this, and Wu Jin smiled and said, "It's noon, you have dinner in the house in the morning, you must not have eaten enough, I will go and tell the housekeeper to prepare some meals, and I will be allowed to entertain again at noon." ”

Twilight Qing was stunned, looked up, and saw Wu Jin standing in the backlight of the painting, the wind blowing the bamboo curtains, the windowsill was clear, and a few bamboo leaves floated in, lining the man's snow-white clothes, quietly dusty, like a fairy in the forest.

"I have a sense of familiarity with the Governor at first sight, even if it turns out to be a misunderstanding, I would like to recognize the Governor as a righteous sister, okay?" Wu Jin suddenly spoke.

Twilight lowered her head and drank tea, hiding the awkwardness in her heart. The ginger tea is no longer hot in the mouth, and it is just right to drink, but it still feels hot and spicy in the stomach, stirring up mixed tastes in the heart. She has been dependent on her father since she was a child, after her father passed away, although she got the news of her grandfather, but her grandfather is no longer alive, she is still alone, but today she suddenly learned that there may be relatives in this world, that feeling...... She couldn't tell clearly, as if she was looking forward to it, and she was afraid.

Wu Jin put the painting away, and there was some clarity in her smile - she didn't say thank you.

Twilight didn't answer, she just lowered her head and put the painting away, she put it away very slowly, sorting out the scroll, as if sorting out her own thoughts, and when she handed the painting back to Wu Jin, she said, "Thank you." ”

"This time it will be easier to investigate, I will send all the people who are in various prefectures and counties to investigate this matter to Lingnan, and I believe that the results will be available in a few days." Bu Xihuan said, he had already sent someone to check the identity of her mother, but Daxing Kyushu, there are countless places of interest, and there are too many places that Wuwei Daoist has traveled to back then, and investigating this matter is like looking for a needle in a haystack. He thought that he might not be able to find out, but he didn't expect that the turning point of the matter would appear here with Wu Jin, and now that there is this clue, it is much easier to check again.

"This matter is yet to be verified." Twilight Qingdao, her appearance is quite similar to Wu Jin's mother, her grandfather's identity and experience, and her mother's age are all matched, but after all, this matter has not been verified, maybe it is just a coincidence.

Cousin?

"Is it still called the prince?" Wu Jin smiled, her voice soft as a spring breeze, "Shouldn't you call me cousin?" ”

"Lord ......"

Twilight Qing held the painting and never put it down, she looked down and looked at it for a while, thinking back to Wu Jin's words, and couldn't help but ponder. Could it be that Fei Niang is really the daughter of her grandfather and the previous generation of saints in Tu'e, and she has the blood of the Tu'e tribe in her body?

So, is the age right?

Bu Xihuan looked at Du Qing, her eyebrows were as deep as the sea, but there was a faint look of joy in her eyes, "When your grandfather came back to Shengjing, the girl he took with him was about four or five years old. ”

"About five years." Wu Jin said.

"How many years did it take for the former saint to leave the Tu'e tribe until she returned?" Bu Xihuan asked.

That being said, since she was able to elope with the foreign man and escape into Daxing, there is a good chance that the man is from Daxing. The household registration system in Daxing is strict, and it is difficult for ordinary people to leave home, let alone leave Daxing and travel to the Nantu or Tu'e ethnic groups. The identity of this Daxing man is either rich or expensive, and it is by no means unusual, and Duqing's grandfather Wuwei Daochang is the second son of the Marquis of Wuping.

Wu Jin shook her head, "She asked, but the previous generation of saints was silent about this matter and never revealed a word. ”

Bu Xihuan asked: "Your grandmother and the previous generation of saints seem to have a deep sisterhood, so has she ever heard of who that foreign man is?" ”

Twilight listened, her face growing cold.

Wu Jin lowered her eyes and sighed, "They surrounded her in the temple, burned her at the stake, and sacrificed the abandoned temple. They split her shrine in two, one of which was locked in an abandoned temple with the columbarium, and the other in a new temple as the Tu'e migrated. The mother said that this is a spell of soul separation, and the soul of the curse cannot be gathered, and it will be scattered forever, and there will be no gathering in hard work. ”

"But instead of being grateful, the Tu'e people feel that the destruction of their homes by the catastrophe of heaven is the fault of the previous generation of saints who eloped with others and rebelled against the clan?" Twilight took Wu Jin's words, and although she hadn't experienced the disaster firsthand, with what she knew about the gods and spirits, it was likely that this would be the case.

"The holy daughter of the Tu'e tribe guards the temple, and she can only marry the reincarnated priest in the tribe if she does not go out in her life, and the daughter born is the next generation of saints. The saints have been passed down from generation to generation, with the blood and the magical powers of the prophets. In order to protect this bloodline, it is taboo for the saint to marry with a foreign tribe, my grandmother's sister was a former generation of saints, I heard that she eloped with a foreign man because she fell in love with a foreign man, and the clan had to choose my grandmother to succeed the saint, and with the power of the magic to find the whereabouts of the two, but several times were foreknown by the previous generation of saints and escaped, they later crossed the Lingnan Mountains into Daxing. The Tu'e tribe thought that it would be difficult to hunt down the two again, but three years later, the former saint came back by herself, she dreamed that the clan would be hit by a landslide and the earth cracked, and there was a danger of extinction, which my grandmother did not know, but fortunately she believed, the two sisters persuaded the tribe to evacuate and take refuge. On the night when the whole clan evacuated, a mountain fire broke out on Mount Kinabalu, and the ground cracked and burned, burning for seven days and seven nights. When the Tu'e returned, their homes had been destroyed, but fortunately they were evacuated in time and there were no casualties. But ......"

Could it be ......

Twilight glanced at Bu Xihuan.

"Later, I asked my mother to find out that this person was originally a saint of the Tu'e tribe and the sister of my maternal grandmother." Wu Jin looked at Twilight Qing with a faint joy in her eyes.

Twilight frowned, it was obviously nonsense to lock the spell tablet to prevent people from being born, but the person who was so cursed by the clan must have made a big mistake.

"I learned by accident." Wu Jin sat down cross-legged, the ginger tea was already strong, he looked at the small red clay stove, the fire reflected a little illusory, "This matter is the secret of the Tu'e tribe, I didn't know, just because I was playful when I was a child, I sneaked into the temple and found a sealed shrine in the temple." The god seat was bound to eighteen locks, and the locks were engraved with incantations, which was the most severe punishment for sinners in the clan, binding their god positions and locking their souls, so that they would never be trapped in the netherworld, and they would not be able to live forever. ”

"The prince seems to know something." Twilight Road.

When Wu Jin heard about Twilight's life story for the first time, she couldn't help but be stunned, and then looked at the portrait of her and her mother, and a bright light gradually floated under her eyes, which was like the moon, distant but warm.

Bu Xihuan looked at Wu Jin, the Tu'e clan has always been mysterious, and he didn't know some things in the clan, so he could only ask Wu Jin.

Twilight asked, "You once said that my grandfather traveled when he was young, and when he came back, he took my mother with him, and he said that my mother was his daughter, but no one knew where my mother came from. Could it be ...... My grandfather has been to Nantu, to the Tu'e tribe? Is it possible that my maternal grandmother is of Tu'e ethnicity? ”

Twilight looked up at him, but was making contact with Wu Jin's gaze, and he looked at the person in the painting, and then at her, his eyes contemplative.

"My mother." Wu Jin looked at the woman in the painting, her eyes were warm and soft.

Clear-eyed people can see it at a glance, but what stunned Twilight Qing is that the face of the Holy Maiden of Tu'e is quite similar to her, which is enough to resemble five points!

The Holy Maiden of the Tu'e tribe!

In the painting, there is a woman of an alien race, dressed in a snow skirt and a moon dress, wearing a red robe on her shoulders, decorated with gold on her forehead, and dotted with red eyebrows. Behind the woman is a temple covered with vines, the full moon hangs low, and the woman is bathed in the moonlight, soft and mysterious like the moon god.

Twilight Qing took it in his hand, he had not opened it and smelled the fragrance of ink, this painting was some years old, both sides of the painting paper had been yellowed, but there was no crease damage, it can be seen that Wu Jin cherished this painting very much. Twilight slowly opened the painting, and Bu Xihuan sat beside her, and when she saw the painting, the two of them were stunned.

The painting that Wu Jin put in the dark compartment of the study.

Draw!

The ginger tea cooked by Wu Jin was served happily for Twilight and Bu Xi, but her own was not served. He got up and walked over to his desk, taking something out of the dark compartment and walking over. Twilight looked at him and saw that he was holding a painting scroll.

Wu Jin held a spoon and cooked ginger tea, silent, and Dusk Qing did not urge, she had just been drenched in the rain, the ginger fragrance was warm, the tea fragrance was calm, she was inexplicably relieved, the closer to the truth, the more peaceful her heart was, as if the night was going to pass, and the road ahead would be clear.

The bamboo curtain was hanging, ginger tea was cooking in the red clay stove, bamboo futons, the three of them sat around, Dusk Qing took off the mask, revealed his true face, and asked Wu Jin: "Who does the prince think I look like?" ”

The smoke and rain wash the green tiles, the black bamboo forest is dense, and a bamboo house is half covered.

King Jin's Mansion.