Bai Zixiao's words made Hua Qingmo stunned, her eyes widened in surprise, and a trace of incomprehensible doubt gradually appeared in her eyes as she stared at Bai Zixiao.

In front of him, he is still smiling so gorgeously, like a touch of peach in the snow-white earth in early spring, the light of fireflies in the lonely night sky in summer, the red glow of the evening when the autumn sunset is lonely, and the vastness of the ice field in winter.

Why? Why did Bai Zixiao suddenly want to say this in front of everyone?

Hua Qingmo's heart was like a blue sea wave, churning non-stop, but she believed in Bai Zixiao, so the first thing she did was not to ask him why, but to continue his words.

"Mo'er can't guess this matter, after all, the prince of the West seems to hate you very much, and he may not be able to accept our daughter." Hua Qingmo smiled gently, and her smile was a kind of tranquility and peace that was very different from usual.

She clenched the hand of the white purple flute, and her dark eyes were as deep as a blue pool, and she could not see the bottom. Then, she looked at Situ Heng with a surprised face, and the smile on the corner of her lips deepened slightly, like cherry blossoms in spring. "Lord Xi, you also heard Zi Xiao's words just now, I don't know what you think at the moment?"

Situ Heng's expression was still full of surprise, he looked at Hua Qingmo, and his voice was a little more ethereal than just now: "Princess Xiao Mo is a nine-thousand-year-old daughter?" ”

"Hmm!" Hua Qingmo responded.

"How is this possible?" Before Situ Heng could make a sound, Situ Yuanche spoke first. He looked at Bai Zixiao, his eyes full of disbelief: "Nine thousand years old is a eunuch, how can you be pregnant?" How is it possible to give you a child? ”

Then, the surprise on Situ Yuanche's face disappeared instantly, he shook his head lightly, and his tone was firm: "There are people in the palace who inspect every year, and if there is anything among them, it will inevitably be discovered, and what you said is just trying to confuse us." This king does not believe it, and absolutely does not believe it. ”

"Prince De is reasonable, and this king will definitely not believe it." Situ Heng looked at the flowers Qingmo and Bai Zixiao snuggled together in front of him, and his dark eyes were filled with a haze that seemed to be able to swallow a qiē.

He can accept that Hua Qingmo has a child because he cares about her. However, if this child is Bai Zixiao's, then he will definitely not let this child go.

"Don't you believe me?" When Hua Qingmo heard the words of the two, she just smiled, and there was no trace of strangeness in her face. She clenched Bai Zixiao's hand, and an indescribable trace of gentleness and tranquility appeared in her far-reaching and long gaze: "If it weren't for him, do you think Qingmo would let other men touch him?" Moreover, you should know that a 9,000-year-old person, how could he let his woman give birth to someone else's child? Lord Xi has seen Mo Mo, do you really think that her similar face to Zi Xiao is her biological father who is similar to Zi Xiao? There are not so many coincidences in the world. ”

"Of course there are not so many coincidences, a lot of things are man-made." As soon as Hua Qingmo's words fell, Bai Zixiao's indifferent voice followed. He let go of the flowers and stood up, and his slender figure slowly moved forward, and did not stop until he was half a meter away from Situ Heng.

Looking at Situ Heng, who was close at hand, the smile on the corner of his lips deepened, as if he was bewitching with blood. Then, he stretched out his hand and attached it to Situ Heng's shoulder, his hand was slowly clenched, and the fierce force made Situ Heng's eyes move slightly, but there was no change in his face.

Seeing that Situ Heng was so enduring, the smile on the corner of Bai Zixiao's lips was even more evil, his lips moved slightly, and his indifferent voice invaded like a north wind: "Since the prince of the West is going to take the life of the lord of the governor today, then the lord of the governor will make the prince of the west hate the lord of the governor even more, the so-called mismarriage on that day was not a mistake caused by God, but the control of the lord of the governor, how about it?" How does this fact make Lord Xi feel? ”

"What?" Situ Heng looked at the white purple flute in front of him, and his heart suddenly burned like a fire, and his hatred was extremely strong. He looked at Bai Zixiao's face, and couldn't help but grit his teeth and suppress the extreme hatred in his heart.

It turns out that this is the truth.

It turned out that this qiē was controlled by this eunuch.

It turned out that the separation between him and Mo'er was not due to mistake, but was deliberately caused by someone.

"Bai Zi Xiao ......" Situ Heng squeezed out Bai Zi Xiao's name from between his teeth, and his extremely cold voice was full of hatred that seemed to destroy a qiē. He grabbed Bai Zixiao's wrist and pulled his hand away, the hatred in his heart made him want to cut Bai Zixiao with a thousand knives now, crushing his bones and scattering ashes.

He increased the force in his hand, and when he was about to make a move with Bai Zixiao, Situ Yuanche suddenly stretched out his hand to block it.

"Why is the prince of the West in a hurry? Are you still afraid that you won't be able to live 9,000 years old today? Although Situ Yuanche said this to Situ Heng, his gaze fell on Bai Zixiao's face.

There are some things he still wants to figure out. Before that, Bai Zixiao's life had to be saved.

Hearing Situ Yuanche say this, Situ Heng held back the hatred in his heart and let go of Bai Zixiao. Then, almost at the same moment, the three of them turned around and walked to their previous positions and sat down.

In addition, among the chaise longue and the rose chairs placed around it, Hua Xijin was still standing there sluggishly. Her eyes were blank, her expression was lonely, and her heart was even more confused.

At this moment, she didn't know where she was going. I don't know where I can go back.

Seeing Hua Jinjin like this, Hua Minzhi stood up and held her shoulders, her voice couldn't hear gentleness, nor could she hear indifference: "Ji Jin, you are pregnant, go to the side and sit down first, and then find a solution to this matter later." ”

Hua Xijin didn't speak, just looked up at Hua Minzhi, and the expression on her face didn't know whether it was bitter or smiling.

After Hua Xijin sat down, Situ Yuan saw that no one was disturbed, and asked again: "Lord Qinghe, this king wants to know, is the nine thousand years old the biological father of Princess Xiao Mo?" ”

"Naturally, if Prince De doesn't believe it, you can ask Zi Xiao to strip and verify." As soon as Hua Qingmo's words were finished, the woman's excited and happy voice came.

"Nine thousand years old stripping in public, really? Is this true? The green fox held the tray and stood on the high platform, his charming and beautiful face was full of excitement. She quickly put the white porcelain painted gold tea bowl in the tray on the high table next to everyone, and then walked up to Hua Qingmo, looking at her with a pleading face: "Young master, can you touch it?" Can I touch it? ”

"If you're not afraid of death, do it yourself, I won't intercede for you." Hua Qingmo looked at the green fox with a smile, and the expression on her beautiful face was calm and soft, like the winter sun.

But Qinghu felt a chill from this smile, she looked at Hua Qingmo, then at Bai Zixiao, and then considered the difference between herself and their husband and wife, and finally could only give up.

I'm afraid she won't be able to touch 9,000 years old in her life, what a pity!

Seeing Qinghu like this, Hua Qingmo couldn't help but want to help her. But after thinking about it, if Qinghu was asked to treat Bai Zixiao like she had done with the long-cherished cloud evil, she would definitely feel uncomfortable, and she would be angry.

This man is hers, and she will never let anyone taint him.

"According to what Princess Xiao said, nine thousand years old is guilty of defrauding the king, and today we are even more famous for taking his life." Situ Yuanche already believed her words from Hua Qingmo's demeanor. But at the same time, an indescribable jealousy spread in his heart.

Why did this man who killed Zhongliang and killed countless people get her heart?

Such a person should be cut with a thousand knives and left a stench for thousands of years, why can she not change her original intention and still stay by his side?

Why?

Why?

Situ Yuanche hated himself very much at this time for being Situ Yuanche, if possible, he wanted to do it in the next life...... Want to do it...... White purple flute. It doesn't matter if he kills Zhongliang, he can cut it with a thousand knives, and it is even more okay to leave a stench for 10,000 years, he just wants to win her heart and accompany her for a lifetime.

Situ Yuanche stared at Hua Qingmo, his eyes were extremely deep, as if the darkness would never dissipate. He slowly raised the corners of his lips, a smile overflowed over his handsome face, and he spoke, "Princess Xiao, now that the two million army is besieging here, this king asks you, do you still want to stay by the side of the nine thousand years old?" ”

"Hmm!" Hua Qingmo smiled lightly at Situ Yuanche, her smile was like a fluctuating spring, like a flowing moonlight, like a thin white mist. She raised her eyes, looked at Bai Zixiao with a calm and peaceful gaze, and her voice was extremely gentle: "He said that he would spoil me for the rest of his life and hold me as a treasure in the palm of his hand, and I will repay him for not falling and never losing up, so I have to live up to the kindness of Prince De." ”

"That's right!" Situ Yuanche's answer to Hua Qingmo was just laughing, laughing casually, laughing openly, but he didn't know why he laughed with a hint of pain. Then, he looked at Situ Heng and Hua Minzhi, and asked aloud: "We already know her answer, but we are still as agreed before, okay?" ”

"As long as I live, even if she only has pain left, I want her to live." Hua Minzhi didn't look at Hua Qingmo, but her words were as firm as a mountain.

As for Situ Heng, he didn't speak, but he still insisted on his approach in his heart.

Kill the white purple flute and take the flowers and clear the jasmine. Even if she doesn't want to, he wants to keep her by his side.

At this, Situ Yuanche smiled again, and then he took out a signal flare and put it in the sky. Immediately, Situ Heng and Hua Minzhi also released signal flares one after another, and the 1.4 million troops under the three began to rush to the high platform.

Suddenly, the sound of war drums rang out, reaching everyone's ears from all directions. Looking at the surrounding army like a tide, Hua Qingmo clenched Bai Zixiao's hand, and there was indescribable tenderness and trust in her voice: "Zixiao, how much thought do you need to put into solving the current situation?" ”

"Believe in this governor so much, aren't you afraid that this governor will be helpless?" Bai Zixiao's voice was as cold and indifferent as ever, but at this time, it was more of a calm and calm. He lowered his head and stared at Hua Qingmo, and when he saw her trusting face, a few strange beats sprouted in his heart for some reason.

"Mo'er believes that there is nothing you can't do."