Hua Qingmo looked at the white purple flute, and there was a warmth as warm as the sun in her dark eyes. Then, her hands slowly moved from Bai Zixiao's face to his neck, and her hands slowly wrapped around him, burying her face in his body.

"You haven't been around for the past few days and haven't come back, looking at what Mo'er has done, do you feel that Mo'er has grown?"

Hua Qingmo smelled the inherent agarwood smell on Bai Zixiao's body, and hugged him tighter with her hand. Although it was only a few days apart, she really missed him, very much.

"It's grown a lot." Bai Zixiao wrapped one hand around Hua Qingmo's slender waist, and attached the other hand to her hair and stroked it gently.

After a while, Bai Zixiao pulled down Hua Qingmo's hand and slowly raised it in his hand. He carefully studied Hua Qingmo's hand, and his dark eyes were like boundless nights as always, as if they encompassed the entire world. He took out a box from the brocade box and opened it, and what was placed in it was a concubine-colored fat red, and Bai Zixiao reached out and picked the fat red and put it on the back of Hua Qingmo's hand, kneading it slowly.

Hua Qingmo just watched Bai Zixiao's movements and didn't say a word. She's just a little strange, why does Bai Zixiao always pay attention to her hands recently?

"It looks so much better this way." Bai Zixiao seemed to be very satisfied with the color of Hua Qingmo's hand at this time, white and red, like peach blossoms immersed in water. Then, he raised his eyes to look at Hua Qingmo and said, "I guessed that the Lord has not left yet." ”

"Originally, it was just a conjecture, but when you came back today, you will tell Sù Mo'er, and you have been around here for the past few days." Hua Qingmo nodded, her voice gentle and smooth. She stared at Bai Zixiao, her gaze was very calm, and then she slowly snuggled into his arms.

"Come back early, Mo Mo and I are waiting for you here."

"Hmm." Bai Zixiao hugged Hua Qingmo tightly, and her lips were gently printed on her hair. He looked ahead, and the haze in his dark eyes grew heavier and heavier, as if it was a darkness that could never be seen, and even the light of the sun and the moon could not be illuminated.

He stroked Hua Qingmo's hair, and his voice was as cold as the biting river water in winter: "Mo'er, the skin on your hands is very dark these days, remember to add some color to the fat red that the Lord gave you every day." ”

"Hmm!" Hua Qingmo nodded in response.

"What the covenant said that day, this governor wants you to do your best to make it true." Bai Zixiao spoke again, his voice unchanged indifferent.

"Come true?" Hua Qingmo was stunned for a moment and came out of Bai Zixiao's arms. She looked at Bai Zixiao, and a trace of doubt and incomprehension appeared on her beautiful and delicate face. Then her face sank, and her eyes seemed to fall gray and dark: "You mean to let Mo'er really be a soldier who surrenders without a fight?" ”

"Can't Mo'er do it? This Doge doesn't want to succeed in half a day. Bai Zixiao was close to Hua Qingmo, and the faces of the two people were very close. Looking at Hua Qingmo's delicate face and quiet and indifferent gaze, he reached out to her face and slowly kissed her seemingly soft but resolute eyebrows.

Hua Qingmo felt Bai Zixiao's lips as cold as autumn frost and soft as snow, gently brushing her face like a breeze. She slowly raised her eyes, just in time to see Bai Zixiao's shaved chin, and the white snow-like skin on his neck.

"Mo'er, the Lord originally wanted to take the life of King Liang within two months, but now the Lord has changed his mind. Situ Xin is also a rare general in the final analysis, and if he dies like this, it will indeed be a bit of a waste. Bai Zixiao's lips left Hua Qingmo, and her eyes were still staring at her.

Hearing Bai Zixiao's words, Hua Qingmo couldn't help pursing her lips, she looked at Bai Zixiao, her eyes flickering like stars. Then, her eyes sank and she said, "Do you know about Yezhen? ”

"The Doge knows everything about you." Bai Zixiao answered her coldly.

"Do you have anything to say about a woman who wants power?" Hua Qingmo asked him softly, her eyes still calm and gentle.

"If it is the right of a harem woman, the lord of this governor will feel low and boring, but for an ambitious woman like Mo'er, the lord of this governor wants to hold you in the palm of his hand more and more, and love you well." Bai Zixiao kissed Hua Qingmo's lips, and rubbed her hand on the skin of her neck.

"No, it's itchy." Hua Qingmo's body was itchy by him, and she couldn't help but chuckle, her lips crossed Bai Zixiao's kiss.

Seeing her like this, Bai Zixiao's hand left her neck and landed on the back of her hand. He grabbed Hua Qingmo's hand, and the armor touched Hua Qingmo's palm, and the feeling of not being able to touch her almost made Bai Zixiao feel a little uncomfortable.

"If you want power, you have to have people who are faithful to you. The Sixteen Cavalry of Youyun is suitable for the battlefield, not for the court, and the Night Phase Country and the Night Zhen are suitable for the court, depending on how you collect it for your own use. Situ Xin balances the two sides, and he can occupy a place on the battlefield. Bai Zixiao opened her mouth coldly, and her words sounded very much like teaching.

Hearing this, Hua Qingmo nodded: "Actually, I heard you just say that you can make King Liang surrender without a fight in half a day, and Mo'er will know what method you use?" ”

"Tell me about it." Bai Zixiao stared at Hua Qingmo, and the smile on the corner of her lips became more and more bewitching, like a blood-stained peony, and her natural grace was left with endless bewitching color.

"Divide the land for the country, and divide it for the emperor. The city is surrounded by a lifetime of checks and balances. Hua Qingmo looked at Bai Zixiao, her voice clear and gentle. She slowly hooked the corners of her lips, and her smile was faint like a Gesang flower blooming in the blue sky and green grass, beautiful and quiet.

Hearing Hua Qingmo's words, Bai Zixiao's dark eyes seemed to light up with a little clear light, but soon fell again into an endless darkness as heavy as death. The smile on the corner of the lips is more and more beautiful and seductive, but more of it is an evil demon.

"I'm getting smarter and getting smarter." Bai Zixiao stretched out her hand and brushed Hua Qingmo's eyebrows, and her voice was indifferent, making Hua Qingmo feel a strange chill. "If you want to have a certain amount of power in the court in the future, you have to recruit more talents, little girl, come on!"

"Hmm."

The day after that, Bai Zixiao accompanied Hua Qingmo and Mo Mo, and celebrated Mo Mo's birthday very peacefully and ordinarily. In fact, in this way, Hua Qingmo felt that it was enough, rather than doing it in the Nine Thousand Years Old Mansion, it was better to be so calm and quiet.

But at night, Bai Zixiao let Hua Qingmo know how much he loved her.

The next day, when he first arrived in Yin, Bai Zixiao had already woken up. He looked at Hua Qingmo snuggled in his arms, and there was a softness like a light ink in his dark eyes. He looked at Hua Qingmo for a long, long time, until there was a sound from outside the tent.

"Mo'er, I'll come back early and take good care of Yun Shu and myself."

"Hmm!" Hua Qingmo heard Bai Zixiao's voice and responded softly. She slowly opened her eyes, looked at the white purple flute in front of her, and then reached out to hug him tightly, and whispered softly: "Zixiao." ”

"What?" Bai Zixiao also hugged Hua Qingmo tightly, holding her slender body almost completely in her arms.

"Is it that if you get Situ Xuan's country, we don't have to divide and merge?" Flower Qing Mo murmured.

"Perhaps." Bai Zixiao's answer was very ambiguous.

"Oh!" Although Hua Qingmo was a little disappointed, she didn't say much. After two quarters of an hour, Bai Zixiao had already left.

Not long after breakfast, Ye Fuhui sent someone to invite her over. As soon as he arrived at the front of the camp, Ye Fuhui, who was standing at the door of the tent, walked over quickly and gave up.

"Princess Xiao successfully took food from King Liang in just a few days, and she really admires her appearance, please accept my worship!"

"Lord Xiangguo doesn't need to be polite." Hua Qingmo stretched out her hand to pick up the night breeze emblem, and a faint smile appeared on her beautiful and elegant face.

"I don't know what method Princess Xiao used?" Ye Fuhui was very curious in his heart, and that day Hua Qingmo said that he was hiding from the sky and the sea, and he was false and true. But with only these eight characters, he really couldn't guess why.

Seeing that Ye Fuhui was so curious, Hua Qingmo told the ins and outs of the matter.

"It's a pity!" After listening to Hua Qingmo's words, Ye Fuhui felt a lot of emotion in his heart, and in the end he could only spit out such words. He really felt sorry for Hua Qingmo, the person who could plan like this was really born as a woman by mistake.

Hua Qingmo knew why Ye Fuhui said this, and she only smiled faintly at this, and didn't say anything more.

"Father, since Princess Xiao has done the matter of getting food, then as agreed before, give Princess Xiao a month to see if she can surrender without a fight." Yezhen, who was sitting on the side, spoke, his words were very unintentional, but he was also helping Hua Qingmo speak.

"Well, it's time to do it. However, if King Liang makes the first move, we still have to fight. Night Whisk Hui nodded, and an unfathomable smile appeared on his face. He didn't think that King Liang could wait a month before sending troops, so the battle should start in ten days at the latest.

Hua Qingmo sat above the camp, and she could see the faces of the people below. She naturally knows the meaning of Ye Fuhui's smile, but as long as there is no outsider to disturb her during this month, she must be calm and unmoving. Because, she had already ordered Yun Xie and the others to divide into four groups and change guards day and night at the place of King Liang's army. Once the king of Liang had signs of sending troops, he threatened with his life. Since King Liang wants the rights of the Ninety-Five, he naturally wants to save his life. Moreover, if the coercion continues, it will definitely provide some convenience for what she will do in the future.

"What Lord Xiangguo said is reasonable, and it is natural that a war will be inevitable at that time." Hua Qingmo nodded, her voice still gentle.

Subsequently, Ye Fuhui and Hua Qingmo discussed the battle strategy, and the two were also teachers and friends, but they talked about it extraordinarily. About an hour later, when Hua Qingmo was about to leave, the door of the camp tent was opened, and a moon-white figure walked in.

Situ Heng walked in front of Hua Qingmo, his dark eyes staring at her, as if he wanted to become his own property. But it was only for a moment, so fast that no one noticed anything unusual.

"Princess Xiao, the emperor sent someone to send someone, saying that he could use it in the battle against King Liang." Situ Heng hooked the corners of his lips, and his beautiful face was as enchanting as a blooming peony.

As soon as she heard this, Hua Qingmo had already guessed who that person was. Just as she was about to speak, a thin figure was escorted in.

That person is really Princess Situ Sleeve Yue.