Hua Qingmo was a little surprised to see Hua Xi Jin here, after all, according to the days, Hua Xi Jin has been nine months now, and it is really not suitable to travel far away. However, there was no surprise on her face, she just calmly picked up Mo Mo, faced the two, and smiled faintly.

"Eighth sister, Lord Xi."

"Seventh sister, long time no see." Hua Xijin nodded, and there was a soft smile on her beautiful face. Although she is nine months pregnant, her abdomen looks huge, but except for her abdomen, the rest of her body has not changed, and it is still shockingly beautiful.

Hua Xijin looked at Hua Qingmo, and there was a light of victory in her eyes. Then, she looked at Mo Mo who was holding Hua Qingmo in her arms, and her face showed a trace of indescribable surprise: "Seventh sister, Princess Xiao Mo is really similar to the one born at the age of nine thousand years." ”

When she said this, Hua Xijin's eyes unconsciously looked at Situ Heng beside her. Seeing that his expression had not changed from before, his heart became more and more silent.

Although Situ Heng looked calm on the surface, it seemed that his feelings for Hua Qingmo had become a thing of the past a long time ago. However, after being a pillow person with Situ Heng for such a long time, she knew that Situ Heng had never let go of Hua Qingmo for a moment in her heart.

Now, she no longer expects Situ Heng's heart, what she wants is Situ Heng's people, and the position of standing by Situ Heng's side in the open. No matter who Situ Heng loves, his wife's identity can always only be himself.

"When my sister first saw it, I thought that this child was born to my sister and nine thousand years old!" Hua Xijin chuckled and spoke, her words sounding casual. She grabbed Situ Heng's arm, and her eyes were full of harmony and friendship: "Lord Wang, are you right?" This kid really resembles a nine-thousand-year-old. ”

"yes, it's very similar." Situ Heng glanced at Mo Mo, and then his eyes stayed on Hua Qingmo, his eyes looked calm, but under the calm sea, there was always a storm hidden.

Then, he looked down at Hua Xijin's bulging abdomen, and his hand slowly attached it, and his movements were very gentle: "I don't know who our child will be like when he is born?" ”

Situ Heng's words made Hua Xijin stunned for a moment, she looked up at Situ Heng's beautiful side face, and the gentle and caring smile on the corner of his lips, her heart seemed to be irradiated by the sun, extremely warm. She stretched out her hand and attached it to Situ Heng's hand, and her voice was more indescribably gentle and happy than just now: "The concubine has always hoped to give birth to Lin'er for the prince, if he is similar to the prince, the concubine will be satisfied in this life." ”

"Really?" Situ Heng withdrew his hand from Hua Xijin's hand without moving life and death, and his movements were smooth, without dragging the mud and water at all. Then, he casually picked up a handkerchief and wiped the back of his hand that had just been touched by Hua Xijin, the snow-white silk handkerchief reflected his fingers, the bones were distinct, slender and slender.

Such an action made Hua Xijin's face suddenly turn pale, and her body couldn't help but tremble. Although she knew that Situ Heng didn't like her, she never knew that he would hate her touch like this, just like those annoying filth.

At this time, Hua Xijin felt that the hand holding Situ Heng's arm became hot, and she wanted to take it off, so as not to make Situ Heng even more annoying. However, she really didn't want to be so wolf in front of Hua Qingmo. As for Situ Heng, he just wiped his hands and did not take a step away from Hua Xi Jin, but anyone could feel his alienation and disgust with Hua Xi Jin.

"Uncle." Mo Mo's sweet voice broke the invisible deadlock at this time, and she looked at Situ Heng with a smile on her little face.

Hearing this voice, Situ Heng slowly took off Hua Xijin's hand and slowly walked towards Hua Qingmo and Mo Mo's mother and daughter. Looking at Situ Heng's back gradually moving away, Hua Xijin's eyes didn't know why a faint layer of mist was rising, and her vision began to blur.

The morning sun rose, and the white light pierced the distance between heaven and earth and fell on the earth. The hoarfrost reflects the brilliance of tomorrow, like a small crystal, brilliant and brilliant. In this piece of brilliance, Situ Heng, who was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, seemed to be an illusion that was about to disappear, making Hua Xijin feel as if he was going to completely lose him in the next moment.

"Wang ......" When Hua Xijin was about to speak, Situ Heng stopped, and his slender figure seemed to be supporting a piece of heaven and earth, looking extremely tall and heavy. At the same time, Situ Heng's gentle voice came.

"Princess Xiao Mo, do you still know this king?" Situ Heng stretched out his hand, Mo Mo looked at him, leaned towards him, and motioned for him to hug. Holding Mo Mo in his arms, the familiar aroma came, Situ Heng couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, and his voice was extremely gentle: "The fragrance on the princess is very familiar, very similar to yours." ”

Situ Heng looked at Hua Qingmo, his eyes were as gentle as water.

"She liked the fragrance, so Qingmo made some for her." Hua Qingmo replied lightly, and then she turned around and called, "Xiaoxiao, it's time to go back." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoxiao, who was in the dense forest, wagged his tail and walked out leisurely, and when he saw Situ Heng, Xiaoxiao stopped and stared at him vigilantly.

Seeing Xiaoxiao like this, Hua Qingmo reached out and took Mo Mo from Situ Heng's arms and put her on her little back. Subsequently, Hua Qingmo looked frightened and said, "Eighth sister, don't be afraid, this is a tiger raised by the seventh sister, and it won't eat people, and it won't attack people." Be careful, so as not to get the tire gas. ”

Hearing Hua Qingmo say this, Hua Xijin immediately exhaled deeply, clenched her hands, and held back the fear in her heart. I have to say that when she first saw this white tiger, she had the idea of running away. However, seeing that Hua Qingmo was close to the white tiger, she knew that the white tiger would not attack people. But even if she knew, she couldn't help but be afraid.

"Thank you for the care, the eighth sister will be careful." Hua Xijin smiled at Hua Qingmo, and her smile looked like a hibiscus, gorgeous and fragrant.

"That's good." Hua Qingmo nodded, then looked at Situ Heng, and her voice was cold: "Lord Xi, I'm leaving." ”

After finishing speaking, Hua Qingmo didn't say anything else, but walked to the camp with Mo Mo and Xiaoxiao.

Looking at Hua Qingmo's thin and slender back, a trace of possessiveness that bordered on madness appeared in Situ Heng's eyes. He stretched out his hand to Hua Qingmo's back, looking at her through the gap in his fingertips, focused on not being distracted for a moment. Then his hand clenched suddenly, and there was a kind of ruthlessness in his gentle voice that had never been before: "Mo'er, except for Bai Zixiao, no one in this world can get you." So as long as Bai Zixiao disappears, do you not belong to anyone anymore? ”

After saying "haha......", Situ Heng laughed, his voice was as warm as pearls, and it was extremely pleasant. Slowly withdrawing his hand, Situ Heng opened his right hand and put it on his heart, quietly feeling the beating in his body.

Each one seemed powerful, and each one seemed to have a tearing roar. Listening to his constant voices, the smile on the corner of Situ Heng's lips slowly bloomed, and in the morning light, the beauty was like a peony surrounded by mist, gorgeous and bewitching.

"It doesn't make sense, I'm alone in pain, isn't it?"

When Hua Xijin, who was standing behind Situ Heng, heard this, her heart seemed to be split by a long sword. He was in pain for Hua Qingmo, and why didn't he feel pain for him?

Love is a needle, it is a thorn, and people who are always injured are covered in bruises and blood, but people are still like moths to fire. People are such things, even if they are hurt, even if they are desperate, even if they fall, they still get up and move forward again.

"Jin'er, let's go too!" Situ Heng walked to Hua Xijin's side and slowly helped her up, his movements were extremely gentle, but there was no trace of friendship.

After the two of them left, the surrounding of the dense forest was as quiet as before, as if no one had ever been there. It's just that a red leaf has fallen on the ground, and it looks particularly lonely and cold.

Back in front of the tent, she was stunned by the guards who had been replaced. At this time, it was no longer the Ouchi secret agent around here, but the Jinyi guard wearing a flying fish suit, and as for the person standing at the door of the tent, it was Chu Xiangbai and Yexing.

"Mother, father, I'm back." Mo Mo naturally knew that Chu Xiangbai and Ye Xing had been following Bai Zixiao's side, so when she saw the two of them, she knew that Bai Zixiao was back. She wanted to get off her little back, but her little arms and legs couldn't do it at all.

Seeing Mo Mo's eagerness, Hua Qingmo couldn't help but want to laugh. She reached out and picked her up, and walked to the tent, her steps were much faster, but for some reason they were a little heavier.

"I've seen Madame, I've seen little master!" Chu Xiangbai, Yexing, and Jinyi Wei knelt down and saluted, their voices as always, unchanged and respectful.

Seeing this, Hua Qingmo just nodded and motioned for them to get up. She didn't care about anything else, but quickly entered the tent, looking for the figure she had engraved in her heart.

She thinks about Bai Zixiao, she thinks about it very much, thinks about it every day, thinks very much, thinks like crazy.

"Where did you mother and daughter go so early? Don't you come home at night? The voice of extreme indifference came, like a sudden gust of north wind in the harsh winter, without the slightest softness.

Looking at Bai Zixiao lying on the chaise longue, Hua Qingmo's gaze suddenly lightened, as light as a white cloud, without a little weight. She put down Mo Mo and walked to the side of the chaise longue, her hand slowly stroked Bai Zixiao's face, and the corners of her lips seemed to be a willow bank brushing the water, swaying a shallow and soft smile.

"You're finally back." Hua Qingmo's voice seemed to sigh, like a whisper, and like emotion.

Bai Zixiao looked at Hua Qingmo, who was close at hand, and touched her eyebrows and eyes, and her fingertips seemed to carry the coolness of the wind and dust. Soon, his hand moved to Hua Qingmo's hair, and he stroked it gently.

"Think so about the Doge?" An indescribable bewitching smile appeared on the corner of Bai Zixiao's lips, as if the blood-red roses were swaying in the wind, and her posture was evil and bewitching.

"Nine thousand years old is the first beauty in the world, Qingmo misses the beauty, naturally it should be." Hua Qingmo smiled, with a slight hint of something in her voice.

"Really?" Bai Zixiao opened his mouth coldly, and his hand suddenly pressed the back of Hua Qingmo's head, reducing the distance between the two. At the moment when her lips and teeth met, Hua Qingmo hugged Bai Zixiao and responded to him obediently.

"Dad, mother......" Mo Mo saw that Hua Qingmo and Bai Zixiao were so close, and immediately reached out to cover her mouth, blinking her eyes and looking at the two. Suddenly, Mo Mo saw Bai Zixiao waving to her, and she immediately understood and walked out of the tent.

Seeing Mo Mo out of the camp, Chu Xiangbai was slightly surprised, he squatted down, looked at Mo Mo, and asked softly, "Little master, why did you come out?" ”

"Dad, mother." Mo Mo stretched out the index fingers of her two hands and leaned them together, looked at Chu Xiangbai, and her voice was sweet and soft: "I'm playing kissing, ignore Mo Mo." ”