After the voice fell, Bai Zixiao, who was standing with his back to Hua Minzhi, slowly turned around, his stunning face turned against the sun behind him, and under the shadow, Bai Zixiao's face was beautiful and evil. He looked at Hua Minzhi who was kneeling on the ground, his dark eyes dim.

"The eldest son of the king does not need to be polite, the lord of this governor has asked you to come here at this moment because I want to ask the eldest son of the king." Bai Zixiao's indifferent voice lingered in the air of late autumn, I don't know if it was an illusion, Hua Minzhi actually heard a kind of seriousness and solemnity from his words.

Standing up slowly, Hua Min stopped looking at Bai Zixiao, and her voice was respectful: "Nine thousand years old has something to ask, Min Zhi will not hide it, and for Mo'er, he will not hide it from nine thousand years old." ”

Hearing Hua Minzhi's words, Bai Zixiao chuckled, his smile was indifferent but revealing a hint of enchantment. He looked at Hua Minzhi, his eyes were dark and silent, like moss superimposed by the years, with a suffocating darkness: "Actually, it's not a big deal, but the Lord wants to know, does the eldest son of the king want to return to Mo'er?" ”

"What?" Hua Minzhi was shocked by Bai Zixiao's words, he looked at the person in front of him, and his heart was extremely puzzled. These 9,000-year-old people are asking each other like this, what is the so-called thing?

After being silent for a while, Hua Minzhi clenched her fists lightly, with a hint of self-deprecation and helplessness in her voice: "Minzhi wants to return to her and protect her for the rest of her life, but this can only be an extravagant hope, Mo'er's temperament is nine thousand years old and knows better than Minzhi, she will not forgive me in this life, and I am afraid that she will not want to see me again in her life." ”

"Indeed, that girl is much stronger than the average woman." Bai Zixiao recalled Hua Qingmo's delicate and delicate face, and her gaze seemed to be a little lighter and softer, but it was full of darkness after all. Looking at Hua Minzhi, whose face was full of pain, Bai Zixiao stretched out his hand, and the flow on the side immediately gave him a fold.

With a fold in his hand, the smile on the corner of Bai Zixiao's lips seemed to be even more bewitching than just now. Soon, he threw the excerpt directly to Hua Minzhi, and his voice remained indifferent: "The emperor wants the life of the governor, and the emperor wants the emperor's country as compensation, from today on, the lord will be the enemy of the court, Mo'er is the wife of the lord, so she naturally follows the lord." If the eldest son of the king is willing to turn his back on the court for Mo'er, then open the excerpt and take a look. ”

Bai Zixiao's outspoken words made Hua Min stunned for a moment, he looked at the person in front of him, and understood in his heart that what these nine thousand years old said was the truth. In an instant, the fold in his hand became heavy, and his body became heavy. I have to say that he still has hesitation in his heart.

It's not because he can't give up his life, it's just that there are things in the Ningjun Palace.

This silence made Hua Minzhi feel thousands of years long, and the cold of late autumn attacked him without any shelter, penetrating his skin and seeping into his bones and blood.

There has never been such a feeling, and every moment is an eternal length.

"Nine thousand years old, today you said that Princess Xiao Mo is the daughter of you and Mo'er, that means that you are not a eunuch, if you obtain the emperor's country, will you be like the emperor There are countless beauties in the harem?" Hua Minzhi clenched the fold in his hand, and the pain in his wrist seemed to have been numb. He wanted to protect Mo'er from the slightest harm. "Min Zhi can see that Mo'er cares about you very much, and if you are like an ordinary man, Min Zhi will be your enemy. Even if it is a thousand times worse than you, Min Zhi wants to do something for Mo'er. ”

Hua Minzhi's words made Bai Zixiao smile coldly, he raised his hand to pick up the black hair hanging down in front of him, and his sliding fingers reflected the pitch-black hair, making it more and more obvious that his fingers were as white as snow.

"The Doge disdains to explain, to prove, or to answer such frivolous questions. But for the sake of you caring so much about Mo'er, the Lord will make an exception to answer you once. Bai Zixiao glanced at Hua Minzhi lightly, her slender fingers still stroked the long hair that fell, and the black and white intersected to exude a touching evil charm: "Only one woman is enough for the Lord of the Governor." ”

Bai Zixiao's words can be regarded as a guarantee to Hua Minzhi that even if he gets Jiangshan, he will only have Hua Qingmo as a woman. Listening to such words, Hua Minzhi couldn't help but sigh that no matter how vicious a person is, he will have a tender side. He saw with his own eyes that Bai Zixiao killed so many people without changing his face, and knew how ruthless he was. But now, for the sake of Mo'er, he said these words to himself.

Maybe Bai Zixiao is a ruthless person, he can be cruel to the world, but he uses up his tenderness to Mo'er alone.

"Thank you for being nine thousand years old, Min Zhi knows." Hua Minzhi responded gently and respectfully, and then his gaze turned to the fold in his hand and slowly opened it. What was written in it made him slightly surprised, but at the same time, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

After reading it, Hua Minzhi and Shang Zhizi knelt down on one knee in front of Bai Zixiao, and their voices became more and more respectful: "Nine thousand years old, as long as you can be by Mo'er's side and can protect her personally, even if it is no longer Hua Minzhi, Minzhi doesn't care." ”

"Very good, from now on, you will be the Beimin who painted the South Tower, and the Lord will let you appear at the right time." Bai Zixiao chuckled, and the smile on the corner of her lips was charming and gorgeous, like fireworks blooming in full bloom. He raised his head slightly, the sunlight extended his stunning face, and a layer of pure white brilliance fell, revealing a touch of pure dust and beauty in the extreme demon.

"Thank you...... Thanks to the landlord, Beimin understands. After Hua Minzhi realized that he had said something wrong, he immediately changed his name. The fold recorded some things about painting the South Tower, and also wrote the details that he should pay attention to if he became the person who painted the South Tower.

But whether it is Hua Minzhi or Beimin, he has only one purpose, which is to protect Mo'er well.

"In that case, the Lord will send someone to send you to the South Tower for a few days." Bai Zixiao didn't look at Hua Minzhi, but turned his back to him and ordered in a cold voice: "Liujing, send him to paint the South Building." ”

"Yes, Overseer." Liujing knelt down and saluted, and then he walked in front of Hua Minzhi and said loudly: "The eldest son of the king, please!" ”

Hua Minzhi stood up and turned around to leave with Liujing. After walking two steps, Hua Minzhi suddenly stopped, turned to look at Bai Zixiao's slender and jade back, and his voice was full of doubts: "Bei Min doesn't understand, why did the landlord send Hua Minzhi to Bei Min to Mo'er?" ”

"There's no particular reason, it's just that Lord Ben wants to find a few people who will never betray Mo'er and stay by her side." Bai Zixiao's voice was still indifferent, but there was an indescribable touch in Hua Minzhi's ears.

At this time, Hua Minzhi suddenly remembered a sentence.

The Tao is ruthless but affectionate, ruthless is easy, affectionate is difficult.

After Hua Minzhi left, Bai Zixiao's gaze slowly turned to the smoke that had not yet dispersed not far away. The painful cries of the soldiers would still be heard from time to time, and the screams of the souls seemed to make the smile on Bai Zixiao's lips a little deeper.

Immediately, Bai Zixiao turned over and left, and the brocade guard quickly followed, the dust raised by the horse's hooves spread in the air, but it was still no match for the thick smoke that shrouded around it.

After the sound of horses' hooves completely dissipated, two figures slowly walked out of the smoke.

"Seventh Prince, you said before that you also hated Hua Qingmo, and you had to kill her with your own hands to be willing, right?" The woman's voice came, and then she looked at the man standing beside her, the man was four or five points similar to Bai Zixiao's face, but it was less enchanting and gorgeous, and it was a little cold.

This person is Feng Shaoqin.

"Killing her with my own hands is not enough to quench the hatred in my heart, I want to use Ling Chi's punishment in Dongchang to cut off her flesh with my own hands." Feng Shaoqin clenched his hands, and the hatred in his eyes was like a wave, surging non-stop.

Shang Ning's hatred, he has not forgotten it for a moment. These days, he dreams of the corpse of Xiang Ning almost day and night. And the hatred for Hua Qingmo is also accumulating day by day, getting heavier and heavier.

"Seventh Prince, when the time comes, it is better for us to kill her daughter in front of her, and let her watch her daughter die with her own eyes, I know that Hua Qingmo cares about her daughter the most except for that eunuch, so she will inevitably be in great pain." The woman's voice was full of hatred, and her face became more and more soft and beautiful in the sunlight. She reached out and stroked her bulging abdomen, and her movements were very gentle.

Hearing the woman's words, Feng Shaoqin looked sideways at her and said, "It is said that the most poisonous woman's heart, looking at the princess of the west, this prince really believes it." ”

Hua Xijin is ruthless enough, so he chose her.

"The Seven Princes are really joking, we are just each other." Hua Xijin raised the corners of her lips lightly, and her smile was beautiful.

"But if you want to deal with Hua Qingmo, you must first deal with my Sixth Emperor Uncle, fortunately, the Death Legion has been completed, and after that, as long as you set foot on the Hua Dynasty and seize the Hua Dynasty, no matter how powerful the Sixth Emperor Uncle is, it is impossible to protect his woman." Feng Shaoqin said meaningfully, the smile on the corner of his lips was cold and ruthless. He raised his head and looked at the dome of the Hua Dynasty, his eyes darkened: "By that time, Hua Qingmo and Bai Zixiao must die." ”

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When she arrived at King Liang's camp, the first thing Hua Qingmo did was to order her to go down and prepare to move the camp elsewhere. At the same time, Hua Qingmo led Ye Fuhui, Yun Xie and others back to the imperial court camp.

returned to the front of his tent, and as expected, Liu Xuan and others were already guarding the door of the tent. Looking down at Mo Mo who was sleeping in her arms, Hua Qingmo was about to move forward, when the voice of the person behind her made her stop.

"Princess Xiao, the old minister has something to ask, I wonder if Princess Xiao can give the old minister some time? There are some things that the old minister wants to figure out anyway. Looking at Hua Qingmo's emaciated back, the voice of the night breeze was extremely hoarse. Until now, he couldn't believe what he had heard, but he knew it was true.

"Lord Xiangguo wants to ask about Zixiao?" Hua Qingmo turned around and stared at the Night Whisk Emblem. The person in front of her seemed to be much older than the night phase country she knew. Hua Qingmo knew that today's incident was indeed a great blow to the Night Phase Country.

"Well, that's true, the words of the Seventh Prince made the old ministers linger, isn't it the emperor's will to kill Zhongliang all these years at the age of nine thousand years?"