First of all, put a cute paragraph, which is the paragraph of Emperor Han Ai and Dong Xian that I wrote with my brain.

The sick and weak are affectionate and affectionate, and the beauty scum attacks.

I've wanted to write about them for a long time, but I always feel like there's something missing, and I can't say it......

After this article is written, I will write the text of the Emperor of Heaven and Yan Jun, and then I will write the reincarnation of Mo Yixiao and the chaos, which belongs to the star text, and the chaos will be attacked, and Mo Yixiao will be compensated, so it is really impossible to say whether to write the broken sleeve or not......

"Mousa ......"

Ironically, he still called Moussaren by name in a low voice, and he didn't even have the courage to take a step to catch up with her......

"Chicken wings?" Looking at his own guards, Mu Saren felt sentimental for no reason, and the chicken wings stepped forward to hug Mu Saren, "Your Highness can cry if you want to." ”

Chicken wings' beautiful eyes are thorough and heartache, such a bright girl, once upon a time, her face was also stained with such a haze?

Musaren buried himself in the arms of the wings, not even making a sound, but the wings felt their clothes getting wet......

After a long time, Mu Saren raised her head, her voice was still faint, and she couldn't hear any waves calmly, "The two countries are at war and the most taboo is civil strife, don't tell anyone about tonight's affairs, Uncle Mo Lian's side will talk to him." ”

"And I......" There was no trace of haze on Mousaren's face, only the dark night pupils still carried deep tiredness, "and I, tomorrow, will still be the same Mousaren who calms the entire army." ”

"Your Highness......"

"There is a red lotus in the south, and there is chaos in the north. Chicken wings, you are obviously very good, why do you want to keep locked in such a place, and waste your youth for a master like me? I thought you had more options. ”

Looking at Mu Saren's indifferent appearance, the chicken wings said lightly, "Your Highness, I think you are clear. ”

There is a red lotus in the south, and there is a mist in the north. What did the two big Oirans of the north and south of the former glamorous crown get a good end? If I hadn't had you in the first place, then my fate would never have been better than that beauty.

"yes." The little girl smiled, "Fools, we are all fools......"

"Your Highness, what are you going to do?"

"How? I don't believe you can't guess, the outcome of this war affects the entire Western Regions, the truth of the cold lips and teeth is clear to everyone, I will return to the Turks after the war, I don't want to care about the cold anymore, this person always needs to grow up alone. ”

Looking at Moussaren's determined face, the chicken wings knew that his Royal Highness had made up his mind.

"Musa."

With a crisp and gentle voice and a delicate and unparalleled face, it is Mo Lian, the king of Han, who has just attracted the dispute between Musaren and Hanxi.

"Why are you here?" Seeing Mo Lian, Mu Saren's face was not good-looking, she was not a girl who would deliberately control her emotions.

The dark eyes clearly saw Mo Lian's exhaustion, "With such a weak body, it's better to rest early, so as not to tire your body, and everyone who is tired will worry about you." ”

Mo Lian is not a fool, he can naturally understand the sarcasm in Mousaren's words, he smiled softly, and the face that was nine layers similar to Hanxi made Mousaren especially want to fight.

"Moussa, you are the overseer of this battlefield, and you are also a sword scabbard with both sanity and sharpness, I don't think you will see it like a person like me."

"People like you? Mo Lian, what are you talking about, the words of that little ghost in Nalan Ziting, who don't you understand? Those who are not of my race will have different hearts. Who knows what kind of thoughts people like you hide, the potential of the king? It's really a joke, this Xiliang country belongs to Uncle and Hanxi, who said that it would follow you Mo's? ”

Mo Lian didn't expect that Mu Saren would grasp this point at this time, in fact, she was right, she was already embarrassed, not to mention that Ziting's prophecy back then was exactly what he said, he laughed it off, it didn't mean that others wouldn't be careful.

Seeing Mo Lian wrinkling his eyebrows and saying nothing, Mu Saren continued, "Mo Lian, you remember, Xiliang will never allow foreign bloodlines to be tainted, Xiliang's future is tied to Hanxi, I will let you look at Nalan Ziting's biggest mistake, what prophecy, what king's qualifications, everything is a joke." ”

It was the first time Mo Lian had seen such a Mu Saren, even if she had an awkward quarrel with Hanxi, or even drifted away, she still loved Hanxi deeply in her heart, and loved the whole Xiliang.

"I've never thought like that, and Xiao Yan and Xiao Li don't have that ambition. Moussa, I have already spoken to my uncle, and although he does not approve of my proposal, he does not object to my proposal, and I think you will do well after that, and I will prove my loyalty by my own actions. ”

The black apricot eyes sharpened Mo Lian, "I will naturally do my best in my own affairs, I don't need you to mention it, and you, it's better to remember what you said, if you regret it when the time comes, even if your uncle is afraid that he won't be able to protect you." ”

Mo Lian looked at Mu Saren with a faint smile and a little tiredness, "I know what I said." ”

At the end of the conversation, Mo Lian walked out of Moussaren's bedchamber, the oppression of war was deep in the bone marrow, and after this night, I am afraid that it will not be peaceful again.

"Xiaolian, are you kidding?"

Money, power, and stability in my life are all that the man left him.

The past is blowing through the passing years, and time has slipped by and it is already pale and gray.

After all, love is a treasure for a few, and it is a worthless bubble in terms of power.

The house is full of children and grandchildren, and the lady is on the side, which is everything he longs for, but sometimes he feels empty.

I can't ask for it, and I toss and turn.

Snowflakes flew down, and they committed suicide with gentleness and tragedy.

It was the winter solstice - Xu was old, and during this time he would always dream of that person's face, the weak body that had been lying in bed all the year round, and the delicate face had a kind of sickly paleness.

The abrupt loss after waking up from a dream, is it love?

However, a moment of amazement can't resist the temptation of power after all, turning over your hands for clouds and covering your hands for rain, standing at the top, that is the real beauty of a good day, spending a full moon.

Maybe at the end of his life, he would think of the handsome man in the dragon robe and ask him with a smile.

Is it Dong Xianhu?

"And I......" There was no trace of haze on Mousaren's face, only the dark night pupils still carried deep tiredness, "and I, tomorrow, will still be the same Mousaren who calms the entire army." ”

"Your Highness......"

"There is a red lotus in the south, and there is chaos in the north. Chicken wings, you are obviously very good, why do you want to keep locked in such a place, and waste your youth for a master like me? I thought you had more options. ”

Looking at Mu Saren's indifferent appearance, the chicken wings said lightly, "Your Highness, I think you are clear. ”

There is a red lotus in the south, and there is a mist in the north. What did the two big Oirans of the north and south of the former glamorous crown get a good end? If I hadn't had you in the first place, then my fate would never have been better than that beauty.

"yes." The little girl smiled, "Fools, we are all fools......"

"Your Highness, what are you going to do?"

"How? I don't believe you can't guess, the outcome of this war affects the entire Western Regions, the truth of the cold lips and teeth is clear to everyone, I will return to the Turks after the war, I don't want to care about the cold anymore, this person always needs to grow up alone. ”

Looking at Moussaren's determined face, the chicken wings knew that his Royal Highness had made up his mind.

"Musa."

With a crisp and gentle voice and a delicate and unparalleled face, it is Mo Lian, the king of Han, who has just attracted the dispute between Musaren and Hanxi.

"Why are you here?" Seeing Mo Lian, Mu Saren's face was not good-looking, she was not a girl who would deliberately control her emotions.

The dark eyes clearly saw Mo Lian's exhaustion, "With such a weak body, it's better to rest early, so as not to tire your body, and everyone who is tired will worry about you." ”

Mo Lian is not a fool, he can naturally understand the sarcasm in Mousaren's words, he smiled softly, and the face that was nine layers similar to Hanxi made Mousaren especially want to fight.

"Moussa, you are the overseer of this battlefield, and you are also a sword scabbard with both sanity and sharpness, I don't think you will see it like a person like me."

"People like you? Mo Lian, what are you talking about, the words of that little ghost in Nalan Ziting, who don't you understand? Those who are not of my race will have different hearts. Who knows what kind of thoughts people like you hide, the potential of the king? It's really a joke, this Xiliang country belongs to Uncle and Hanxi, who said that it would follow you Mo's? ”

Mo Lian didn't expect that Mu Saren would grasp this point at this time, in fact, she was right, she was already embarrassed, not to mention that Ziting's prophecy back then was exactly what he said, he laughed it off, it didn't mean that others wouldn't be careful.

Seeing Mo Lian wrinkling his eyebrows and saying nothing, Mu Saren continued, "Mo Lian, you remember, Xiliang will never allow foreign bloodlines to be tainted, Xiliang's future is tied to Hanxi, I will let you look at Nalan Ziting's biggest mistake, what prophecy, what king's qualifications, everything is a joke." ”

It was the first time Mo Lian had seen such a Mu Saren, even if she had an awkward quarrel with Hanxi, or even drifted away, she still loved Hanxi deeply in her heart, and loved the whole Xiliang.

"I've never thought like that, and Xiao Yan and Xiao Li don't have that ambition. Moussa, I have already spoken to my uncle, and although he does not approve of my proposal, he does not object to my proposal, and I think you will do well after that, and I will prove my loyalty by my own actions. ”

The black apricot eyes sharpened Mo Lian, "I will naturally do my best in my own affairs, I don't need you to mention it, and you, it's better to remember what you said, if you regret it when the time comes, even if your uncle is afraid that he won't be able to protect you." ”

Mo Lian looked at Mu Saren with a faint smile and a little tiredness, "I know what I said." ”

At the end of the conversation, Mo Lian walked out of Moussaren's bedchamber, the oppression of war was deep in the bone marrow, and after this night, I am afraid that it will not be peaceful again.