Wen Jing's approach is just to pass the time and find a little fun in his only twenty-five years. But since Bai Zixiao knows Wenjing's life experience, he shouldn't act according to Wenjing's thoughts. He is so arbitrary, so reckless, how can he still follow his ideas after knowing Wenjing's thoughts?

But if it wasn't for Situ Xuan's country, what was the point of Bai Zixiao's approach? Is it just for fun? She doesn't think that Bai Zixiao is such a person.

Therefore, Hua Qingmo herself has seven points for sure. What Bai Zixiao wants is Situ Xuan's country. But with his temperament, it will definitely not conform to Wenjing's thoughts. So, there must have been some other reason why he did it.

But Hua Qingmo doesn't understand, she doesn't understand.

Power, status, wealth, all the qiē in this world, Bai Zixiao can be said to have everything, even if it is the throne, as long as he takes out the holy decree of succession, the throne of Linyue Kingdom will be in his pocket. The strength of the Hua Dynasty and Linyue is equal, and the Linyue throne is not inferior to the Hua Dynasty throne. Why did Bai Zixiao go from being justified to rebelling and seizing the throne?

She doesn't understand, she really doesn't.

Seeing that Bai Zixiao didn't speak, Hua Qingmo just smiled very calmly, and her smile was quiet like a white plum that had been quietly removed, allowing it to be in the snow, faint to nothing.

Then, she leaned down, her face was close to Bai Zixiao's heart, her hand tightly wrapped around his neck, and her voice was extremely soft: "If you don't want to say, Mo'er won't ask more." No matter what you do, Mo'er will be by your side. However, you have to promise Mo'er ......"

Speaking of this, Hua Qingmo stopped, and a almost inaudible sigh came out.

"What do you want the Doge to promise you?" Bai Zixiao made a cold move, wrapped her right hand around Hua Qingmo's emaciated body, and attached her left hand to her hair, completely taking her body into her arms. He turned sideways, bowed his head slightly, his lips were attached to Hua Qingmo's hair, and his voice was still indifferent and chilling, but it was as soft as water: "Say, no matter what, the Lord will promise you." ”

"No matter what agreement you have with Chu Xuanxiao, you have to take care of your life. It's not for yourself, it's for Mo'er and Momo. Your life has long been yours alone, it's still me and Momo's. Hua Qingmo muttered, although her voice was soft and gentle, but with a determined persistence.

Hearing this, Bai Zixiao immediately laughed. He let go of the flowers, his eyes staring at her, his dark eyes like a whirlpool of endless darkness, deep and quiet, a little weird. The hand slowly stroked Hua Qingmo's lips, and Bai Zixiao's fingertips kept stroking back and forth on her lips.

"You are not afraid of the Lord at all now, and you can even say such things. When will the life of this governor allow you and Yun Shu to be the masters? ”

"Why can't you tolerate it?" Hua Qingmo grabbed Bai Zixiao's hand and pressed hard, as if to make him deeply remember the pain at this moment. She stared at Bai Zixiao, and there seemed to be no luster in her dark eyes, but they were unexpectedly vast, as if they contained all the qiē in this world.

After a while, Hua Qingmo's eyes lowered slightly, and the movements in her hands slowly eased. She put Bai Zixiao's hand to her lips and kissed his hand gently.

"You are mine, only mine, can only be mine, will always be me, you are mine, mine, just mine, my ......"

Hua Qingmo kissed Bai Zixiao's hand while murmuring. Her words sounded very flustered, but every word carried the same determination to death.

She only identified Bai Zixiao, and only Bai Zixiao.

"Well, this Doge will take care of your own life when you answer it." Bai Zixiao listened to Hua Qingmo's words, and finally agreed. Then, he took out his hand from Hua Qingmo's hand, slowly attached it to Hua Qingmo's forehead, gently nodded her eyebrows, and said meaningfully: "Don't be as willful as a child, you let the master worry about it like this, is it really good?" I will spoil you for the rest of your life, I will block you from a lot of wind and frost and pain, you can be willful, you can grow up happy like a child, you can get into trouble, you can make mistakes. But always, I want my woman to be the best woman in the world. ”

The moment she first heard this, Hua Qingmo felt as if a huge stone had fallen down on her heart, splashing countless ripples. Bai Zixiao's word by word is like a star, bit by bit, bit by bit, bit by bit, shining the entire starry sky, the starry sky that only belongs to her.

She could hear her heartbeat, and she could hear Bai Zixiao's breathing, so quiet and peaceful, as if a lifetime was long.

Bai Zixiao said, I hope my woman is the best woman in the world.

This sentence is worth a thousand words between all husband and wife. With this sentence, she can have no distractions, no longer mind anything else, and only live with him for a lifetime.

"Zi Xiao, can you say what you just said again?" The smile on Hua Qingmo's face was extremely bright in an instant, like the sunshine in warm spring March, brilliant and warm. She looked at Bai Zixiao with burning eyes, and her eyes were full of brilliant brilliance.

"Are you only eighteen years old and can't hear people clearly?" Bai Zixiao said coldly, completely ignoring Hua Qingmo's request. Then, he got up directly from the couch, picked up the clothes on one side of the screen, and put them on.

Seeing this, Hua Qingmo didn't say anything more. just got off the couch, walked barefoot in front of Bai Zixiao, and waited for him to dress. Therefore, Bai Zixiao stopped his hand and let Hua Qingmo move.

Hua Qingmo has done this kind of thing thousands of times, and the familiar one is like breathing. After helping Bai Zixiao tie the jade buckle, she slowly raised her head and reached out to pick up Bai Zixiao's falling black hair.

"Zi Xiao, can Mo'er tie your hair for you?" Hua Qingmo's eyes are eager and bright, as dazzling and moving as starlight.

"Hmm!" Bai Zixiao replied coldly.

Although Hua Qingmo and Bai Zixiao are already husband and wife, it is common to serve him to dress, but Hua Qingmo rarely helps him tie his hair. Bai Zixiao's hair was extremely black, and it was soft and smooth, and Hua Qingmo didn't dare to use too much force when she attached her hand, as if she was afraid that she would accidentally pull it off.

Standing behind Bai Zixiao, Hua Qingmo was extremely focused on helping him tie his hair without saying a word. And Bai Zixiao didn't speak, just sat quietly.

After tying up her hair, Hua Qingmo immediately reached out to hug Bai Zixiao's neck, as if she was afraid that she would be too late, and Bai Zixiao would leave from here. Her face was pressed against the side of Bai Zixiao's face, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of her lips.

"If you want to, I'll do it. Mo'er will be obedient, Zixiao, you also have to do what you promised Mo'er. ”

"The Doge never breaks his word." Bai Zixiao grabbed Hua Qingmo's arm, her voice was indifferent, but the movements in her hands were extremely light. He let Hua Qingmo sit on his lap, and his lips slowly fell, imprinted on Hua Qingmo's eyebrows.

"I'll take care of my life, whenever I want."

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After the news of the rebellion of King Situ Xin of Liang came, Bai Zixiao, as in the previous two days, stayed in the Nine Thousand Years Old Mansion, accompanied by Hua Qingmo and Mo Mo. However, it is different from before, Bai Zixiao allows Hua Qingmo to only spend the morning with Mo Mo every day, and the rest of the time the two of them stay alone in the room, not allowing others to disturb them.

What the two of them do in the room is also very single, in addition to playing games, criticizing and folding, that is, discussing the art of war. At the beginning, Hua Qingmo and Bai Zixiao talked about their opinions, and after Bai Zixiao heard it, she just gave her two words lightly - stupid.

Because of these two words, Hua Qingmo was melancholy and sluggish for two hours. After these two hours, hundreds of books were piled up in front of Hua Qingmo, and all of these books were recorded in the wars of the Hua Dynasty and several surrounding countries.

Linyue, Fusang, Tianyuan, Dongsheng, Zili, and even Xiaoyao lasted for about 2,000 years. Of course, there are more than these seven countries in the area, but there are few other places that have never been touched, so there are very few records.

The battles recorded in those books, no matter how big or small, Bai Zixiao let Hua Qingmo read carefully. Small battles can be seen just by watching, and in the big battles that have been handed down, Bai Zixiao will let Hua Qingmo express her own opinions, and then think about how to break through and win if she was the one who led the troops at that time.

When she thought about this question for the first time, Hua Qingmo found it difficult, but after all, she still spoke her mind. And after she said it, Bai Zixiao would tell the intentions of the tactics used by the generals at that time and her own opinions, and finally she would say what she would do if she were that general.

After talking with Bai Zixiao, Hua Qingmo knew that the art of war was profound and infinitely mysterious. At the same time, she understands the men around her better.

Sure enough, the eagle is destined to be an eagle, and the vast sky is the place where he gallops and dominates.

Three months passed quickly, and Lin'an City was calm during this time, as if before the storm, the calm was eerie. Dongchang, which has always made the ministers of the DPRK and the people of Lin'an afraid and afraid, did not arrest a single person for torture during this time, nor did he kill a single person. This kind of thing makes everyone even more afraid.

They may feel that calm is followed by a great storm.

However, what everyone was waiting for was not the news that Dongchang was going to kill on a large scale, but the news that Situ Xin, the king of Liang, had rebelled and now had captured the Ganges River and approached Lin'an City.

As soon as this news spread, it immediately shook the court, Lin'an, and Hua, and no one would have thought that Situ Xin would quietly capture so many states and counties, and it had already endangered the throne of the current saint.

In the early morning of October 4, the guards in the palace sent an edict to several important ministers of the Chinese Dynasty, so that they could enter the palace and face the saints.

Nine thousand years old.

"Zixiao, Mo'er doesn't have to go, right?" Hua Qingmo sat in front of the dresser, with her back to Bai Zixiao, and there was hesitation in her voice. Acacia stood behind her and pulled her hair, and the white jade peony hollow butterfly inserted in the cloud temples was decorated with green jade beads, and under the candlelight, the luster of green jade reflected the eyebrows and eyes of Hua Qingmo, which was extraordinarily warm.

"If you are sick, the Lord of this Governor will naturally take care of you with him, even if he is a face saint, he will have to take you with him, so that he will not worry about it."