Chapter Twenty-Eight: Rejection

The main reason why Tasha breathed fire in her eyes as soon as she saw Zuoqiu hearing the wind was that two years ago, when there was a war between the Moro Kingdom and the Shayue Kingdom, the Chini Kingdom secretly helped, and their Moro Kingdom had some difficulty dealing with the two countries at one time, so they secretly invited Zhu Ziguo to help, and the advantage was that the border between Zhu Ziguo and Moro Country was a hundred miles away and the territory of the Three Kingdoms Town Moro Country belonged to Zhu Ziguo, but Gongsun Jiuye, who was known as the god of war, was given to die after agreeing to them! And the lord of their Moro country thought that he would win at that time, so he only sent 500,000 troops, but after the incident, the Cheni country clearly sent 300,000 troops and the 800,000 army of the Shayue country to deal with the Moro country, and the county of Ye, which had never been fighting, also sent 300,000 troops to support! In that battle, the Moro Kingdom was defeated miserably, and it was only after losing three cities that it was stopped, if it wasn't for Gongsun Jiuye being calculated at that time, where would it be the turn of the people of the Moon Kingdom to be arrogant everywhere? Thinking of this, it's no wonder that Tasha doesn't breathe fire! It was that battle that both her parents lost their lives!

Zuoqiu deliberately paused as he walked past Tasha, glancing at Tasha what you can do with me. Tasha met his eyes that looked down on him, and the anger in his heart was even more indispensable! Zuoqiu Wenfeng directly ignored Tasha's anger, and just stood straight in front of Mo Xiaoyi, looking at her with affection, and his eyes were gentle enough to pinch out the water.

Mo Xiaoyi also ignored him, but when he wanted to look up, he came to his gentle eyes and instantly felt disgusting! She was thinking that she would never see his face again in her life!

"Actually, last time I did." Before he finished speaking, Mo Xiaoyi raised his hand to signal him to stop, the last four words of his sentence Sorry You were forced to hold it in her throat before you said it, did she hate him? Don't even give him a chance to explain!

"You hate me?" Zuoqiu Wenfeng still looked at Mo Xiaoyi gently. He pretended to be calm on the surface, but his heart was already pounding, he was afraid that she would hate him, and for the first time he felt scared in front of a woman.

"I didn't care, where did the hatred come from?" Mo Xiaoyi stared at the big rough hands of the lame man who walked to her side at some point, and said lightly, but he didn't look at him, Zuoqiu was a little embarrassed when he heard the wind, his face was slightly stiff, he always felt that he didn't care about this woman, but why did he feel very lost in his heart when he heard her say that he didn't care about it.

"Don't bother me if it's okay!" Mo Xiaoyi didn't look at him all the time, and impatiently dropped this sentence and turned around and walked out, the lame man and Ruoxue followed without saying a word, and in the lobby, only Zuoqiu Wenfeng and Tasha were left for a while.

Tasha endured the anger in her hand and glanced at Zuoqiu Wenfeng, and then she was about to go out, but at the moment when she turned around, Zuoqiu Wenfeng grabbed her and said coldly.

"I haven't visited your country for more than two years!" Zuoqiu's voice was not cold, but Tasha looked at Zuoqiu coldly. Although she has the largest territory in the Moro country, its military strength is very weak, and after the defeat two years ago, the national strength has dropped by more than half, and now there is a drought, and the people are simply miserable, thinking of this, Tasha's heart shuddered.

"The process is not tight, the result is the most important!" Tasha raised her chin with confidence and looked at Zuoqiu Wenfeng arrogantly, her words were in the middle of her words, Zuoqiu Wenfeng ignored it, he had heard that the eldest princess of Moro and Zhu Ziguo had a marriage contract with Zhu Ziguo's Sanjing prince Sun Xiang, so two years ago, Zhu Ziguo would agree to send troops to help, but the matter of that Gongsun Xiang was known to everyone in the world, and the marriage contract was later over.

"Humph! I'm not going to deal with a widow who doesn't get through the door! After saying that, Zuoqiu smiled mockingly at Tasha when he heard the wind, and then turned to leave. This man actually called her a widow?? I'm! Tasha was so angry by his words that she calmed down and immediately chased after her.

The vast grassland is dry and yellow, at this time, it is late autumn, the fallen leaves in the woods are piled up layer upon layer, only the bright red maple trees are still luxuriant, as if people told that it is late autumn at this time, and every household in the village is preparing food for the winter, Mo Xiaoyi saw that although the people here are relatively poor, almost everyone has the word satisfaction on their faces.

There is still half a month, only half a month left before her new life in the future, and after that half a month, her future life will be bound to the deep palace compound, etiquette and morality, three subordinates and four virtues, and various disputes in the three palaces and six courtyards. Just thinking about her gives her goosebumps!

Originally, she was planning to come out to play, and it has been three days, and that Zuoqiu Wenfeng keeps following her every day and asking her if she is willing to marry him! Although she refused, she could only hide from that man's stubborn kung fu now!

In the evening, she sat alone on the top of the hill and looked down at everything in the village of Mo Girl down the mountain, which was a large basin, and although it was late autumn, it was still very suitable for self-cultivation. She thought, later. When she is old, it would be nice to find a place to live a small life without quarrel with the world! Pity!

Mo Xiaoyi's eyes drooped slightly, her hands were on her knees, her chin was resting on the back of her hands, her head was combed in a simple bun, and there were no ornaments on her head except for the white ribbon tied with a bow. The evening breeze is clear, three thousand green silk dances with the wind, she has always loved the faint goose yellow gauze, and her figure is slightly thin against the background of the orange sunset.

If she hadn't died, if she was still in that era, would she still be living a life of being used by others? Her best friend betrayed her. Her fiancé also cheated on her. And the saddest thing is that she doesn't know that her most respected brother in her previous life died at the hands of her best friend. She didn't know that her best friend was the one from the country she hated the most, and the last thing she knew was that she was calculated to death by her own fiancé! Of course, these were what she later guessed on her own, and now she has met a man with the same face as the person who killed her! It's even more ridiculous. After that man abandoned her, he came to pester her in every possible way! She thinks it's God playing a joke on her! She even regrets it now! Why did you refuse the emperor's marriage in the first place? Although I heard that the man was a disfigured cripple, at least he was a prince! She can at least live a life of fine clothes and food in the future, right? Thinking of this, she looked up sharply. As if he understood something all of a sudden, he slapped his head heavily.

There are no ifs in life, only results.

She sat on the mountain and didn't know that there was already a mess under the mountain! Originally, at this time, every household should be cooking smoke, but there was none. What happened? She seemed to realize this all at once.