I don't know who it looks like.

She and Shen Mojin don't have this kind of personality at all.

Huan Yan didn't know what her mother was thinking, she fluttered and fluttered her hands, touching her mother's face, she was still young and couldn't express her intentions.

Just touching Su Ranxia's face, my mother is so beautiful.

Su Ranxia walked around the hall with her in her arms, looking at her son to prevent him from rolling down, and caught a glimpse of her daughter fluttering and babbling behind her.

In those inky blue eyes, there was a clear brilliance, flashing and dazzling.

She turned around and saw Zhao Wangting standing in front of the palace gate, his eyes on her, as if he had been standing for a while.

Holding her daughter and son in the basket, Su Ranxia turned around and smiled slowly, "What's the matter, do you have something to do with me?"

Retracting the admiration in his eyes, Zhao Wangting stepped in, still dressed in a gorgeous robe, with three clear blue peacock feathers on his head, swaying gently, looking at Su Ranxia, who had become more and more feminine in front of him because of the birth of a child, he calmed down and spoke:

"In the past few months, I have been checking my mother's origin, the truth is here in Daqing, there are very few people with eyes like me, I received a movement two days ago, there is a big moon country in the grassland, there is a big moon country, the people there have extremely white skin, and their eyes are mainly amber. Let's have a person today. ”

After the body of Concubine Zi was put away, Zhao Wangting was not buried.

In the bottom of his heart, he wanted to send his mother to his homeland, instead of being buried in a place where she did not belong as an orchid with no name.

"Fallen leaves return to the roots, I hope you can find your mother."

The hall was quiet, and Zhao Wangting looked at the two children. "Huan Yan looks very much like you."

glanced sideways, and caught a glimpse of Huan Yan raising his chubby face, staring at Zhao Wangting, his eyes did not move, and he fluttered and patted on the basket, as if he praised Zhao Wangting's words.

"She's very ghostly, I don't know who she looks like." Speaking of her daughter, Su Ranxia's tone was naturally spoiled a lot.

"It's a very lucky thing to be your daughter." After Zhao Wangting finished speaking, he didn't wait for her to answer, and the conversation immediately changed, "After saying goodbye, I'll leave." ”

"The medicine has not been made yet, you must remember to give a letter where you go, otherwise you don't know if the medicine is made." After thinking about it, Su Ranxia said such a sentence.

Suddenly, the corners of Zhao Wangting's mouth hooked, "Okay." ”

The autumn wind is sweeping again, there are a few clouds floating in the sky, and the maple leaves in the palace are also red, intertwined in blue and white colors, which is a little more plain than the summer breeze.

Since she was pregnant, Su Ranxia has not been in the court, and Shen Mojin has handled political affairs alone.

The sun shone obliquely into the house, and Shen Mojin returned from the next court, and heard Su Ranxia say that Zhao Wangting had left the palace, and spoke slowly, without any surprise,

And his concern has been left on the three treasures.

Turning around, Shen Mojin said to his son: "Come, hug Dad, and see if Chonghua has gained a little weight......

In the summer of Daqing, I saw that the golden light was dazzling, there were one or two wisps of clouds hanging on the sky, there was no wind, and the hot air seemed to be stuffy in this space.

Although the war between the six countries was not proposed, there were constant skirmishes between the countries, and all kinds of beacons often broke out on the borders.

Along the official road of Zhennan Pass, the sound of horses' hooves was heard, and the dust swept the coldness of the blade along the way, galloping.

The assassins behind him were batch after batch, I can't remember how many batches, and there were less than eight elite soldiers left who followed the return, Shen Mojin looked at the few figures around him, his eyebrows furrowed.

Another group of attackers came.

They had been running for dozens of days, and Yang Changfeng beside him was also tired, Shen Mojin looked at the black-clothed man who kept pouring out, and made an order.

"Divide into three roads, confuse their vision, and further on, they will reach Tianyue City, and they will definitely not control the entry into the city." The man on the ink horse calmly gave orders, but his low tone had a domineering spirit that could not be refused.

Yang Changfeng frowned, looked at the elite soldiers around him with a tired look on their faces, and nodded, "I went all the way with the two of you, two of you all the way, and the remaining four people were with the prince." ”

Shen Mojin glanced at him, a trace of dissatisfaction crossed his cold appearance, and ordered: "I'm alone, you each have your own team!"

"Lord Wang......" The elite soldiers all spoke in unison when they heard this, how could they let the King of Qianwang enter alone?

"If you dare to disobey the military order, behead!" As soon as the words fell, the man's legs clamped the horse's belly, and the horse under his crotch let out a long howl and ran with his hooves.

I didn't argue about it by chance.

There was a murderous aura in the air again, dozens of black-clothed people chased after them on horseback, and when they reached the wrong intersection, they jumped down to check the marks on the road, but they saw horse's hoof prints on the three roads, and they couldn't tell which way Shen Mojin went.

"They are divided into three ways, and if they want to disturb our vision, we will also divide the three ways." The men in black gave orders neatly, and they had an absolute advantage in numbers.

Shen Mojin has a matching pride in his martial arts, this pride not only comes from his own strength, but also from him alone, he can fight a thousand enemies.

But this time, he's in trouble.

Enduring the sharp pain of the blood backing up in his body, he rode his horse to the woods in the suburbs, where there were few people, but the terrain was very good, and the tall dense forest helped him to exercise the terrain.

The moon was shining, and another line of blood burst out, a man in black fell, and the people around him were gradually stopped by this murderous aura, but in the next moment, they saw an extremely secret side.

Shen Mojin, the famous God of War of the Six Kingdoms, changed in front of their eyes.

His body began to turn off gradually, his movements shrinking shorter and shorter, listening only to the creaking sound of bones in the air, gradually turning off the consciousness of a tall adult man to a boy who was only six years old.

It's just that those inky blue eyes, soaring for an impossible lifetime, only the vast moon-white robe on him, empty and showing the change of suitability.

The people in black were stunned, and because of their stupidity, they missed the best time to do it.

Shen Mojin had already completed the change, holding the sword in his hand that was longer than his body, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Fortunately, it was only his posture that had changed, not his martial arts, and although he was struggling, he was able to draw his sword and fight them.

The hours are getting longer and longer, and there are more and more people in black who have fallen, and he has suffered a lot due to the change in his posture, and several knife marks have been cut on his body, and the time to raise and fall the sword is getting slower and slower.

The men in black are getting braver and braver, they have already seen the defeat of the man in front of them, and victory is about to come-

Suddenly, a girl in black came out, and with a flick of her skills, she killed two men in black in an instant, one of whom fell in front of his eyes, with a bloody mark on his neck.

He thought about handling it himself and let the girl go.

Unexpectedly, she picked him up, hugged him so tightly that she could even smell the fragrance she emanated.

He was very embarrassed, he was a dignified king, and he was like a bamboo on the battlefield, but he was about to be carried away by a girl who had not yet developed well, and he protested loudly, but was slapped on the ass by her palm.

He was a little hot and lost his mind for a woman.

It wasn't until the sound of the pursuit behind him came that he came back to his senses and remembered his idea of being a child, probably because his body had become smaller and his thinking was a little childish.

Retract your mind and fight the man in black.

I don't know why, he doesn't want to go back to the palace first, but wants to follow her, he doesn't know what this line of thinking is, it can be roughly synthesized into a thorn to explore who is actually cultivating the girl, without any internal strength, but the skill is weird to make him think it is extraordinary.

It wasn't until he followed her to the west wall of a courtyard that he realized that the courtyard where she lived was not Yang Zongpei's mansion? It wasn't until the straw bag beauty Wang Ran entered that he finally knew that she was the fiancée of the emperor's nephew, Su Ranxia.

At this moment, he didn't like her the most was Su Ranxia, and she was the one who would become his niece's wife.

He even had the idea of canceling the marriage between the two, with this mentality, he returned to the palace and asked Wen Wuyan to find out Qing Yichen's intentions for Su Ranxia.

Happy, because she doesn't have to marry someone else.

Anger is due to the fact that someone does not know her goodness.

One thing, he already knew at this time, was that it was as if a sword had been sheathed, and from the first time he saw her, he had only identified her in his life. Under those cold, indifferent, and emotionless eyes, at first glance, they hit his heart, inspiring thousands of high waves, and they will not fall in this life.

At that time, he was twenty-three and she was nineteen.

In the dense woods, the first page of the encounter was torn apart, and in the future it became an impossible circle to be separated in the orbit of life.

Dependent on each other, unchanged in this life.