His eyes were scarlet with tears, but he didn't let the tears fall, looking at Lin Mo's little face that was stunned by him, he threw down the long sword and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Lying on her shoulder, the warm liquid slid into Lin Mo's neck.

What he was afraid of was not that Fu Xuanzhi would hurt Lin Mo, what he was afraid of was that the sword had no eyes, and she was injured in the hands of the soldiers without Fu Xuanzhi's knowledge.

A trembling voice sounded in her ears, "This king is so afraid, so afraid that you will be in any danger, you can do nothing, you know? If you are in danger, how will this king live? ”

His heartbeat was extremely fast, penetrating the armor and entering Lin Mo's body, Lin Mo deeply felt that his body was shaking, that uncontrollable trembling.

"Do you want the king's life? If so, it doesn't take so much effort, just take it directly, Momo, promise this king not to put himself in danger, okay? ”

The hoarse and trembling voice in his ears sounded again, tears came out of Lin Mo's eyes, his hands wrapped around his waist, and said, "I was wrong, Ah Chen, I won't be in the future." ”

She used to play with her life, and after her grandfather was gone, no one would care about her life or death anymore.

She selfishly did what she wanted to do, she didn't expect Feng Yichen to have such a big reaction, she underestimated Feng Yichen's love for her.

She knew that she was wrong, and the moment she saw Feng Yichen, who was almost crazy, she knew it was wrong.

The two hugged each other as if no one was next to the enemy camp, and Fu Xuanzhi on the side showed a smile on the corner of his lips, but it was not his usual pretentious smile.

His smile was elegant and noble, a smile of satisfaction and gratification.

"Are you two alright? This is my military camp in the west, if it weren't for Mo'er being the most beloved sister in this palace, you two would be finished. ”

Fu Xuanzhi broke free of Jiang Han's hand and stepped forward to pull Feng Yichen away.

"Get out!"

Feng Yichen burst out a word, let go of Lin Mo, bent down and hugged her horizontally, hugged her and turned over on the horse, turned his head to Fu Xuanzhi and said: "Xingyao military camp is welcome at any time, what Momo wants, if you don't give it, this king will grab it himself." ”

Coldly and arrogantly, he left the Western Military Camp with Lin Mo on horseback.

Jiang Han was ruthlessly left behind.

She turned to Fu Xuanzhi and shrugged her shoulders, "Heavy color and light friends, there is no humanity of the opposite sex, can you let me go?" If we don't let go, we will both die together. ”

He took out the guy, took out the fire fold, and compared it to Fu Xuanzhi.

Fu Xuanzhi looked at the thing in his hand suspiciously, rolled his eyes, and turned back to the tent.

Inside the tent, Fu Xuanzhi's voice came out, "Get out, go back and tell my sister that the palace will show her father the result she wants, and let him decide." ”

What Lin Mo wants is not to lose the western border, but he just wants the two countries to be friendly and there will be no more wars.

Only if it is done, the old emperor will let Lin Baoxiang and them go, this is a bet she made with the old emperor, she can't lose.

The two countries have been friends for a long time, but in the final analysis, it is not because of a woman.

No, it should be two women.

The King of the Western Realm may not want to fight, but he just can't swallow the breath he had back then, and now he can't wipe off that old face and shake hands with the old Emperor Xingyao to make peace.

Feng Yichen was afraid that Lin Mo was pregnant, and he didn't ride fast with Lin Mo, sitting straight behind Lin Mo with his body, with a terrifying cold breath.

It didn't seem like he was the one who hugged Lin Mo and cried just now.

This time it was indeed Lin Mo who did something wrong, Feng Yichen didn't speak, and Lin Mo frowned and didn't dare to speak.

After a long time, Lin Mo called out tentatively: "Husband." ”

Feng Yichen was silent every day.

Lin Mo called out again: "Ah Chen." ”

She was still silent.

Seeing that he was silent, Lin Mo thought about it, Xu was about to change his strategy, leaned his head on Feng Yichen's chest, frowned, and said in a very distressed tone, "The prince of the Western Realm said that I will divorce you, take me back to the Western Realm, find me a group of beautiful men who are better looking than you, and build a harem for me." ”

Feng Yichen's arms suddenly tightened, and he gritted his teeth, "You dare!" If you dare to do so, the king will raze the west. ”

Sure enough, this little wolf cub is still so jealous.

The corners of Lin Mo's lips were hooked, and his small hand was attached to Feng Yichen's hand holding the reins, "Of course I don't agree, my Achen is unique in the world, who can look as good as my Achen, right." ”

After a long time, Feng Yichen squeezed out a word from his throat, "Hmm." ”

Lin Mo usually accepts any trouble, but when Lin Mo puts himself in danger, or when he wants to leave him, he will be difficult to control and tyrannical and crazy.

There is even an urge to kill.

He felt that he was sick, terminally ill, and there was no cure, and only if Lin Mo was by his side, he would not get sick.

If there is no her by his side, all the prosperity in this world is just a passing moment for him.

Looking at his awkward appearance, Lin Mo felt funny and turned around on the horse.

Facing Feng Yichen, he raised his head slightly and looked at his cold and hard facial lines, knowing that he had not completely deflated.

Without warning, he hooked his neck, tilted his head and attached his slightly cool thin lips, tossing and grinding.

Feng Yichen's body stiffened, and her eyebrows and eyes were warm, catering to her rampant demand in his mouth.

The little hand slipped behind him along his sturdy waistline, his fingertips were slightly raised, the belt was scattered, and Feng Yichen's slightly closed eyes opened.

Someone dishonestly grabbed his life, completely ignoring that he was riding a horse at this time.

Feng Yichen didn't stop her, and a strange feeling crossed her heart, but it was quickly covered by pleasure.

Feeling the crispness brought by his fingertips, Feng Yichen's good-looking brows furrowed slightly, and he leaned weakly on Lin Mo's shoulder, calling Lin Mo's name softly and hoarsely.

"Momo ~ You~"

After a long time, Lin Mo felt that his hands were sore, and someone gnawed on Lin Mo's neck with satisfaction, and called her name deeply with a pleasant voice.

"Momo~"

This sigh with contentment made Lin Mo's heart tense when he heard it, and he grabbed the hem of his clothes and wiped his hands.

Feng Yichen, who has always loved cleanliness, watched her movements, and the corners of her mouth twitched unconsciously.

Lin Mo buckled his belt, wrapped his hands around his waist, lowered his little face and attached it to his chest, and said in a muffled voice: "Ah Chen, I love you." ”

The corners of Feng Yichen's lips were hooked, and she lowered her head to imprint a kiss on the top of her head, and the warmth between her eyebrows and eyes was greasy, "I also love Momo, I love it deeply into the bone marrow, and it is inseparable." ”

After that encounter on the ridge mountain, he knew that he couldn't escape, and he was destined to be inseparable from her in this life.

If the position of the emperor is a goal, it is to protect the position that Lin Mo must get.

Then, it is his life's wish to die with Lin Mosheng.

His arms were too comfortable, listening to his sonorous heartbeat, Lin Mo soon fell asleep in a daze.

When she arrived at the barracks, Feng Yichen carried her back to the camp tent, but she didn't wake up.

She slept quite well this night, Feng Yichen went out to inspect and came back, and she hadn't woken up yet.

Feng Yichen took advantage of her sleep and checked her pulse.

The little guy in the womb and his health, Feng Yichen took a fan, sat on the side and looked at the official document while fanning Lin Mo.