The cat's question made Situ Xin slightly stunned, he looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and couldn't help but wonder why Hua Qingmo asked about it. Based on his contact with Hua Qingmo these days, he could see that the woman would definitely not ask useless questions, so there must be a mystery in this that he didn't know.

Isn't it, what is the connection between her and Qingyan?

Situ Xin realized that there were some of these articles, and a smile quickly crossed his eyes. A trace of doubt appeared on his face, and a deep confusion could be heard in his voice: "It was the people on the banks of the Ganges River who told the king, I don't know if Princess Xiao asked the king about this?" ”

"My master is just curious." The cat replied coldly, staring at Situ Xin, and an indescribable cold smile appeared on Xiuya Rulan's face.

Seeing this, Yun Xie stepped forward and bowed to Situ Xin, his voice was polite but there was no trace of humility: "Lord Wang, we have completed the master's explanation, so we will leave." ”

"Not anymore." Situ Xin answered, and his eyes unconsciously fell on the two letters placed on the long table. It is true that he has the intention of conspiring with Hua Qingmo, but if he wants to trust Hua Qingmo completely, it is absolutely impossible.

After coming out of King Liang's camp, Yun Xie glanced back with a sneer, and there was a slight mockery in his voice: "This His Royal Highness King Liang is good at lying. ”

"It's really good." The cat replied coldly, looked at the man standing not far away, his eyebrows suddenly narrowed, and the murderous intent appeared in his eyes. She stepped forward, one hand pressed on his left shoulder.

"Let's go, cat! The young master asked us to go back and rest after we finished this matter, and not to go against the young master's wishes. Yun Xie looked at Feng Shuyong, who was standing not far away, and there was a very shallow smile on his handsome face.

The man was the cat's enemy and the only man she had ever loved in the world. As the cat's brother, he naturally had to look at her, lest she do something he would regret. But he also knows the cat's temperament very well, even if she experiences great pain, she will never show a little sadness.

The faces of the people of the world are covered with masks, some are warm as jade, some are ruthless, some are laughing, some are indifferent, wearing masks, will make people forget their original mood. And the cat's mask, wearing it made her forget too much.

"Let's go!" Seeing the cat standing in place without saying a word, Yun Xie reached out and grabbed her shoulders and led her away.

Back at the imperial camp, Yun Xie told Hua Qingmo about Situ Xin, and also mentioned Situ Xin's answer to the cat's question.

Hearing the cloud heresy and the scene at that time, Hua Qingmo knew that Situ Xin was lying, and the fog of the Ganges River was definitely not what the people around here said. But whether it's Wenjing or not, she can't be 100% sure.

"Except for the cloud evil, everyone else should go back and rest!" Hua Qingmo glanced at Yun Xie, but her eyes were focused on the cat.

"Yes, the subordinates retired." The cat, the painting and the stream breeze saluted respectfully and walked out of the tent.

After the footsteps of the three of them were far away, Yun Xie looked at Hua Qingmo, and the smile on his face remained the same: "Young master, when my subordinates came back from King Liang's camp, they encountered Feng Shuyi. ”

Yun Xie knew what Hua Qingmo wanted to know, and without waiting for her to ask, he answered directly.

"I think so." Hua Qingmo was not surprised by Yun Xie's words at all, she leaned to the side slightly, Hua Qingmo leaned on the back of the chaise longue, and her emaciated body seemed to be even more slender and thin at this time. Looking at the eyes, Hua Qingmo's eyes seemed to be very godless, as if there were countless ripples on the surface of the water, and the real scene could not be seen. "Yun Xie, when I was in Xuanyuan Tower, the cat smiled very happily. However, my smile was ruined by me. ”

Hearing the voice, Yun Xie didn't answer, he looked at Hua Qingmo, and his eyes unconsciously glowed with a little watery luster.

Hua Qingmo in front of her was only wearing a simple cloud-white long skirt, and there were no patterns embroidered on the skirt, but small white crystals were embroidered with white threads at the corners of the skirt. The cloud hair was held casually, and the white jade hibiscus flower was decorated with several ruby tassels in the shape of water droplets.

Those rubies just stuck to Hua Qingmo's cheeks, and the bright red blood color reflected her skin, becoming more and more snow-white and transparent. The right hand placed on the chaise longue is slender and white, smooth and clean, but the color on the back of the hand is like a peach blossom, revealing a light pink.

Looking at Hua Qingmo, Yun Xie couldn't help but want to know, are women like this? They seem to be as weak as flowers and can't withstand the ravages of wind and rain, but in fact, they are stronger than men many times.

As if realizing that his gaze was too out of shape, Yun Xie hurriedly looked at the rest of the camp, and his voice was more indescribable than usual: "Is the young master saying this to take all the fault of a qiē on himself?" ”

"How is that possible?" Hua Qingmo couldn't help but smile at Yun Xie's words, and her smile had a little more sincerity than her usual smile that was as warm as water. She looked at the clouds, her eyes were as light as autumn water, without a trace of waves, as quiet as a distant mountain. "I just think the cat was lucky, at least she had a real laughing time, maybe it was false, but something was always true."

Hearing Hua Qingmo's words, Yun Xie didn't say anything else, but replied to her lightly: "But there is no lie in this world that can never be exposed." ”

"Yes, there's no lie that can't be debunked." Hua Qingmo nodded, her gaze moving from Yun Xie's face to the shaking tent door.

When she first arrived, the tent door seemed to be calm, and it was seldom shaken by the wind. And now, as the weather cools and the cold wind blows, the tent door seems to be shaking at any moment, like an impending storm.

The lull, it seems, has passed.

Then, Hua Qingmo waved her hand to let Yun Xie retreat, and she herself picked up the military book and read it. She has read all the twists and turns that have been sent recently, and she has dealt with everything that should be handled, and what she shouldn't ask about has been sent to Situ Xuan. There was nothing in the army that she needed to deal with, so she picked up the military books that she hadn't finished reading in the Nine Thousand Years Mansion in those days and continued to read.

And Hua Qingmo knows very well that what she needs to do most now is to wait.

In the blink of an eye, it has reached the end of October, and there are only a few days left before the month that Hua Qingmo said. These days, Hua Qingmo is still closed, and Ye Fuhui sends people to invite her several times a day, but she refuses for various reasons.

At the beginning of November, the coolness of late autumn hits like an unpredictable thunderstorm in summer. On the ground around the camp, a layer of hoarfrost falls every morning. The pure white color seems to be able to hide the darkness of a qiē. However, after the light of tomorrow fell, a qiē returned to its original beginning, and nothing changed.

Early in the morning, before the sun rose, Mo Mo ran out of the tent with a simple and innocent smile on her beautiful little face. She wore a begonia red embroidered folded green calyx plum blouse, a simple white pleated skirt underneath, accompanied by a royal blue golden soft thick armor, and a hat sewn of sable fur on her head.

The edge of the hat is decorated with strings of amethyst tassels, and the edges and corners of the crystal reflect a strange purple light, reflecting Mo Mo's little face, which is more and more crystal clear and cute.

Hua Qingmo walked out after Mo Mo, she was wearing a cloud-white blouse, a long red skirt, the cuffs of the blouse were very large, and a circle of fine patterns was embroidered with crimson thread. Other than that, there are no other patterns other than the top and long skirt, which is simple and clean.

"Mother, let's go." Mo Mo's voice is like osmanthus cake, sweet and soft. She grabbed the corner of Hua Qingmo's clothes, and her dark eyes were full of anticipation.

"Mother knows, let's go!" Hua Qingmo reached out and touched Mo Mo's head, her eyes were full of doting.

"Hmm!" When Mo Mo heard Hua Qingmo's words, she immediately nodded, and then she turned around and walked into the camp tent, and when she came out again, she was followed by a snow-white tiger.

I saw Mo Mo clutching the hair on Xiaoxiao's face tightly, and Xiaoxiao looked grief-stricken and heartbroken.

Its beautiful and supple fur will have to be sacrificed a lot this morning.

"Mother, I want to sit." Mo Mo looked up at Hua Qingmo, and then pulled the little hair with her hand. Suddenly, a patient moan came out of the small mouth.

"Okay, mother, I'll help you." Hua Qingmo hugged Mo Mo on her little back, and Mo Mo grabbed the little hair with both hands, not soft at all. As for Xiaoxiao, he can only be a sadistic mount quietly.

Behind the camp is a dense forest. Although it is late autumn at this time, the leaves in the dense forest are still unfinished, and it still looks lush and lush. Coupled with the hoarfrost covering, the whole dense forest seems to be a white earth, elegant and quiet, which makes people look particularly comfortable.

Mo Mo just heard about it, so she pestered Hua Qingmo and asked her to get up early and take her to play. Now looking at a dense forest shrouded in hoarfrost, her eyes seemed to be ignited, and they lit up with a light like stars.

"Mother, you want to come down, come down." Compared with before, Mo Mo spoke more coherently, but her voice was still soft and glutinous, sweet and soft.

"Got it, don't move, be careful of falling." Hua Qingmo hugged Mo Mo off her little back, and as soon as she stood on the ground, Mo Mo quickly ran towards the dense forest, obviously very excited about such a never-before-seen scene.

Xiaoxiao naturally followed him to his left and right, although Mo Mo pulled its hair every day as if it was playing, but it was a loyal tiger. For the hateful things that the master has done to himself, he turns around and forgives.

"It's so cool." Mo Mo stretched out her hand to the trunk covered with hoarfrost, and a cold chill came, and she quickly retracted her hand, her voice full of surprise and excitement.

Then, Mo Mo reached out to touch the trunk of the tree again, and the cold feeling came again. She stared at the hoarfrost on the trunk of the tree with wide eyes, and her eyes seemed to be filled with the brilliance of crystal, as bright as a mirror, and brilliant to the extreme.

"Mother, look, look." Mo Mo quickly ran to Hua Qingmo and held up the red leaves she picked up to her.

On the bright red maple leaves, there is a faint layer of white frost, which looks like a piece of blood jade dyed with a piece of white.

"It's beautiful." Hua Qingmo squatted down and reached out to stroke Mo Mo's blushing little face. Then, she couldn't help but think of the poem she had recently taught Mo Mo, and asked out loud: "Qiong Zhong Yao Xi Ganluwen." ”

"Xuanshuang and Xuexue He Zuyun." Mo Mo replied immediately, and then she tilted her head to look at Hua Qingmo, her eyes purred, and her smile became treacherous. "The heart is high with the sun."

"Zhi and Autumn Frost." Hua Qingmo replied softly, and then reached out and knocked on Mo Mo's head, her voice full of doting. "Naughty."

"Hehe......" Mo Mo laughed, and the laughter revealed the child's unique purity and cleanliness. Then, she looked at Hua Qingmo, and her smile stopped instantly. "Mother, someone."

Following Mo Mo's fingers, Hua Qingmo saw two figures shrouded in a light mist.

One tall and one short, one white and one blue, extremely harmonious.

And these two people also happen to be a couple. One is Situ Heng, and the other is Hua Xijin.