"What do you mean, Mosa? Xiaolian, he is my younger brother, the king of Xiliang! ”

Mu Saren couldn't see this appearance the most, his face was impatient, and his tone became cold and hard, as if he was planning to end the conversation between the two, "Cold! Don't you know what this battle is about? The bell must be tied to the bell, since Mo Xi has set up a set on his side, whether it is true or not, this is an opportunity, winning is a million profits, and losing is a big deal, it is just a death of one person, not bloodshed and sacrifice on the battlefield! This is a fact that even Mo Lian can recognize! It is the cognition of the entire Xiliang soldiers! But what are you, the crown prince of Xiliang, thinking! ”

Looking at Moussaren's pale face, Han Xi was speechless.

However, even so, he was reluctant to let Mo Lian take this risk, after all, this was someone he had been, and maybe couldn't let go of, now!

Looking at Han Xi's hesitant face, Mu Saren's face was so pale that she was colorless, as if she had exhausted all her strength, and her words carried a tiredness that she had never felt before, "Han Xi, no matter what the price is, we must not lose this war!" ”

"Because you can't lose this war, do you have to sacrifice Xiaolian?" Hanxi's face was serious, and his face, which had always been gentle, also showed reluctance.

Looking at the cold appearance, Moussaren finally felt extremely tired, as if all his strength had been drained in an instant. She stopped looking at him, and even planned to turn around and walk away immediately.

"Musa!"

Han Xi clasped Mousaren's wrist tightly, stopping her from leaving. Mousaren shook off his hand.

"Don't touch me!"

Musarin's countenance was stern, like a sharp blade full of poison.

Her pale face became mournful, and her voice was faint, "Why do you want to force me like this?" Why don't you talk to Mo Lian about this kind of thing? Chill, what am I to you? What are the twenty years we've been together? ”

The pale face of Moussaren has lost her due splendor and arrogance, and at this moment she is no different from an ordinary woman.

"Musa." Han Xi didn't know what to say, so he could only call Mousaren's name over and over again.

Musaren lowered his head, all he wanted in his past life and this life was the only love, the only love......

Maybe it's really the case, if you like someone and you can be with him, then there is no so-called tragedy in this world.

Love, happiness is the treasure of a few people after all, and it is a more luxurious treasure for the royal family, I once thought that I would hold him firmly in the palm of my hand, their love, the friendship of those childhood sweethearts, after all, is eternal.

But what about reality? Who exactly laughed at whom?

It was the first and last time Han Xi saw Mu Saren's lonely expression, maybe Han Xi to the end of his life, he will still think of the proud and willful, dazzling and beautiful Princess Shaoyang, her face is gray, her feathers have faded, her voice is low, and she makes people feel lonely and sad for no reason.

I can't ask for it, it's not my own, and I can't ask for it......

"Mousa ......"

Clenching the girl's hand because of this breathtaking expression, Mu Saren's voice was low, "Seduce people's souls, seduce men, Mo Lian, it's really a goblin in troubled times......"

"Xiaolian, are you kidding?"