Mo Mo's answer suddenly made Chu Xiangbai's legs weak, and he almost knelt on the ground. He glanced up at the tent and shuddered. Then, he quickly picked up Mo Mo and walked to a place some distance away from the tent and stopped.

"Little master, you can't tell anyone else about this, otherwise the overseer will be angry." Chu Xiangbai looked at Mo Mo, and Qingjun's face was full of gentle smiles. Although their little master is very similar to the governor, but the little master is young, cute and simple, and has a pleasing temperament, and they all love her very much.

And looking at the cute appearance of their little master following the overseer and his wife and calling him daddy, they couldn't help but have the idea of wanting to become their own son. However, it seems that he really should get married, Hua Su has been waiting for him, and he has to give Hua Su an explanation.

"Dad, angry?" Mo Mo was a little surprised by Chu Xiangbai's words, but more puzzled. In the narrow eyes, a pair of eyes as bright as stars stared at Chu Xiangbai tightly, and the bottom of his eyes was even more confused. After a while, Mo Mo reached out and patted Chu Xiangbai's face, and asked out loud, "Daddy, angry, why?" ”

"The little master talks nonsense, and the overseer is naturally angry." Chu Xiangbai took Mo Mo's hand away, and his voice was still extremely gentle.

"Don't talk about it." Hearing Chu Xiangbai's words, Mo Mo immediately covered her mouth and made a closed mouth. Her eyes were wide open, and a little luster fell into her dark eyes, like stars in the sky, and she was extremely beautiful. After a while, Mo Mo turned her head to look at the tent, still confused.

Daddy is obviously playing kissing, she is telling the truth, why is she talking nonsense?

While Mo Mo was puzzled, there was already a different scene in the camp. Bai Zixiao sat on the chaise longue, holding Hua Qingmo's review in her hand, while Hua Qingmo sat on the side, like a child waiting to be trained.

The silence in the tent was unusual, except for the sound of the two of them breathing evenly, the only thing that could be heard was the sound of the white purple flute flipping and folding.

After about three moments, Bai Zixiao closed the last notebook, and then threw it aside, seemingly not caring about this thing at all. He reached out and gently brushed away the hair covering her ears, and his lips slowly attached to Hua Qingmo's ears, and his breath stretched out a moving music in Hua Qingmo's ears, making her heart beat slightly faster. Bai Zixiao's voice was as cold as ice, and he couldn't hear any emotion, but it was unexpectedly soft.

"You have done a good job, King Liang's affairs, and the things that have been twisted and turned, have done a good job."

Hearing Bai Zixiao's words of agreement, Hua Qingmo's heart seemed to bloom with brilliant fireworks, and her brilliance was overflowing. She hugged Bai Zixiao tightly, her lips were close to his ear, and her voice was a little more naughty and squeamish than her usual gentle and lighthearted: "Well done, is there a reward?" Mo'er doesn't want rouge jewelry, and she can't put it in the cabinet of the dresser. ”

"Then build a building and place it, the place is big, and you don't have to worry about not being able to put it down." Bai Zixiao opened his mouth coldly, and his voice was indifferent. He let go of the flowers, his eyes staring at her, his dark eyes seemed to be dark and there was no light in the night, vast and lonely, but deep and boundless. Raising her hand to attach it to Hua Qingmo's face, Bai Zixiao picked up a strand of green silk that fell from her and slowly moved it to her lips.

"Mo'er, Lord Ben is very strange, why haven't you been pregnant again?" Bai Zixiao kissed Hua Qingmo's hair, and her posture was charming.

But when Hua Qingmo heard this, her eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at Bai Zixiao in great surprise. But soon, she came back to her senses, her head lowered slightly, and her voice was much quieter than before.

"This kind of thing, Mo'er doesn't know, maybe it was because she hurt her vitality when she was born, and she needs to recover for a while."

"Really?" Bai Zixiao reached out and lifted her chin, and there was no light in her narrow eyes, only the bottomless, as deep as an infinitely wide black hole. He stared at Hua Qingmo and looked deeply, as if he wanted to see her in his eyes. Then, the smile on the corner of Bai Zixiao's lips gradually enlarged, and in an instant, it seemed like a flower with the ultimate bewitching melt blooming in front of him, full of beauty, all of beauty, all of demons, and all evil.

He leaned over and kissed Hua Qingmo's lips gently, and his voice came: "Maybe it's because the Lord of the Governors is not trying his best enough, but it doesn't matter, after that, there is the world that makes the Lord of the Governors try their best to love you." ”

"I'm so tired of being pregnant." Hua Qingmo spoke in Bai Zixiao's kiss, and her voice sounded a little blurred.

"Bear with me, I want you to get pregnant, and I can't refuse you." Bai Zixiao still kissed Hua Qingmo, and the coolness on her lips was like the spring rain coming slowly in spring. Even if it is cold and indifferent, it is irreplaceable gentleness.

"Nine thousand years old is so powerful, women have to take care of the affairs of giving birth to children." Hua Qingmo avoided Bai Zixiao's kiss, her hand quickly attached to his lips, and her eyes looked at Bai Zixiao like a pupil. She had a bright smile on her face. It is like the first ray of light piercing through the thick dark clouds in the morning, fresh and elegant, gentle and extensive.

"What? Don't want the Governor to be in charge of you? Bai Zixiao took away Hua Qingmo's hand, and her voice was extremely indifferent. Then, Bai Zixiao pulled Hua Qingmo up from the chaise longue and walked to the tent.

Walking to the side of the couch, Bai Zixiao looked at the low table placed on it, and a meaningful smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his lips: "Mo'er, it seems that there is still some time to accompany the master of this game of chess." ”

"Hmm!" When Hua Qingmo heard Bai Zixiao's words, she suddenly had doubts in her heart. She looked at the beautiful and evil face of the white purple flute, and did not ask out loud, but just took out the chessboard and chess pieces.

As usual, Hua Qingmo held black, Bai Zixiao held red, and the battle between the two began instantly. Life is like chess, chess is like life, and the movement of every child on the chessboard is the reflection of every road in life. It's just that the life of the chessboard can be started all over again, but there is no such thing as a new start after a person's life.

Halfway down, the chessboard was already fierce and abnormal, and in the invisible smoke of war, there were hidden murderous intentions everywhere. Hua Qingmo took every step extremely cautiously, for fear that she would make a mistake and lose the whole game.

When Bai Zixiao was about to be a general, a voice suddenly came from outside the door, breaking the situation that Hua Qingmo was at a disadvantage.

"The time has come." Outside the tent, Chu Xiangbai's voice came, and his words were full of respect.

Hearing this, Bai Zixiao stopped unexpectedly, but her gaze remained on the chessboard. The red gold chess pieces in his hand are shining brightly, reflecting the slender and white fingers of Bai Zixiao, which is as beautiful as white jade.

"Mo'er, this game of chess will be put on hold for the time being, and it will be resumed in the future." Bai Zixiao put the chess pieces in his hand back on the chessboard, and his voice sounded almost the same as usual. But if you listen carefully, it seems to be more indifferent and cold than usual.

Hua Qingmo looked at Bai Zixiao, who was close at hand, and her heart seemed to be suddenly stabbed by a silver needle. For a moment, an unspeakable sharp pain spread in her heart like rampant blood.

She nodded, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and there was a gentle and disguised smile on her beautiful face: "Naturally." ”

Hua Qingmo paused, moved her gaze to the chess game, and said in a gentle voice: "If Chu Xiangbai hadn't bothered, maybe Mo'er would have lost this game of chess." ”

"Maybe when he continues to play chess one day, Mo'er can turn over and lose." Bai Zixiao raised her eyes to look at Hua Qingmo, and the smile on the corner of her lips was like fireworks blooming in the starry sky in summer, opening up in an instant, bright and gorgeous, with a momentary beauty.

"At that time, nine thousand years old will lose to Mo'er, a little girl." Hua Qingmo nodded, her eyes no longer looked at the chess game, but moved to the direction of the tent door, and asked aloud, "What is going on?" It can make 9000 years old stop what he is doing. ”

"Nature is more interesting." Bai Zixiao stood up, stretched out his hand to Hua Qingmo, and the smile on the corner of his lips became deeper and deeper, just like another piece of fireworks blooming after a piece of fireworks in the starry sky was extinguished.

Hua Qingmo looked at Bai Zixiao's smile, and her eyes moved to his hand. Today, he didn't wear armor, and his white fingers were like snow that had just fallen on the ground, so pure, so clean, that Hua Qingmo even felt that his hands had never been stained with a trace of blood.

However, this is only a momentary falsehood.

Put your hand on Bai Zixiao's hand, and the slightly cool feeling instantly passed through the skin and spread to Hua Qingmo's heart. She clenched Bai Zixiao's hand, as if she wanted to warm him with the faint warmth of her fingertips.

"Let's go!" Bai Zixiao glanced at Hua Qingmo and said coldly.

"Hmm!" Hua Qingmo answered and left with Bai Zixiao. The distance between the two was not far or close, but they were connected by the shaking hands of each other. One big and one small, but it seems to be able to grow old.

Leaving the imperial court camp, Bai Zixiao only let the sixteen horsemen of Youyun and the sixteen brocade guards, including Liuxuan, Liujing, and Liuqing, follow. In addition, even Chu Xiangbai, Ye Xing, Mo Bo and Mo Huai did not follow.

The horse's hooves fell to the ground, flying up a cloud of dust, Hua Qingmo looked at the white purple flute galloping on her side, and her eyes seemed to fall a crystal brilliance, bright and dazzling.

The distance between them seems to be getting closer.

Entering the camp of King Liang, Bai Zixiao arrived at the front of the camp with ease, and it seemed that he was very familiar with this place. After dismounting, Bai Zixiao did not enter the camp immediately, but walked to Hua Qingmo's horse and stretched out his hand to help her.

"Nine thousand years old is really considerate today." Hua Qingmo looked at Bai Zixiao, with a hint of joke in her voice. She put her hand in Bai Zixiao's hand and quickly got off the horse.

As soon as he stood firm, there was a pull in his hand, and Hua Qingmo was pulled into his arms by Bai Zixiao. Suddenly, the smell of agarwood surrounded Hua Qingmo, and at the same time, there was a familiar and unchanging indifferent tone.

"It's just pretending, Mo'er must not get used to it, this overlord doesn't like to be considerate to people."