He said a lot of words, but he couldn't hear each sentence clearly, maybe he was asking him if he would take her away, leave the barracks, leave the northern Xinjiang, and leave Shengjing, to a place where no one was.

Mo Ci smiled and raised his wine glass, but did not answer.

Drunk people don't look at words and feelings, they don't listen to the wind and the rain, they only stubbornly ask, and repeatedly ask, "Are you willing, willing?" ”

In a trance, someone asked her, "Even if I am willing, are you willing?" ”

What is there to be reluctant towards.

She may have answered him, or she may not, she may have shed tears, or she may not have answered. I can't remember clearly.

Seven orifices open and chaotic death, maybe she shouldn't have asked so clearly.

When she woke up in Mufu, she had a splitting headache, her mother Yin Yin fed her sobering soup, Mu Yanqing tried to pick up the thoughts that were broken into pieces, sorted out the ins and outs, and asked, "What about the person who sent me back?" ”

"Gone." Her mother looked at her distressedly. "It's a happy event, and you shouldn't drink so much."

Mother thought it was a happy event - she had fought with her father for so many years, her mother was at home, her heart was beating for so many years, and she finally returned safely without missing arms and legs. Mu Yanqing's heart was sour, and he didn't refute, but only asked, "Didn't you leave anything to say?" ”

"Nope." The mother thought about it for a while, and added, "I sent a lot, don't worry, my mother is willing to do these things." ”

Mu Yanqing smiled bitterly and said no more.

She doesn't have to worry about everything at home, she returns home in September, and guests come to the door in October. Her father called her to the front hall to entertain, and the gentle man with a slender and white hand, smiled and took the tea, and said, "Thank you." ”

The voice is also soft and reasonable, and she may be a good person, and she will be this person's wife.

That's it. Adopt, ask for the name, Najib, Nahui, the deadline is set for March 3. The days passed in a trance, mighty and silent. Sometimes I think of Mo Ci's face, sometimes I can't remember, just like the last chaotic night, maybe it was she who drank with her, not necessarily. Perhaps, there was no night at all.

I don't know why, the emperor issued an edict, saying that the prince's health had not recovered, and the time had been pushed back, and there were various reasons during the period, so that the marriage date was set for June.

These days, when I have nothing to do, I read books, learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and listen to my mother talk about the affairs of Sister-in-law Li's family in front of me.

Then the mother said that the wedding dress should be sewn by herself, so she learned stitching from the mother.

The sky in June is changing, it was still hot just now, and it was just a stick of incense, and the dark clouds were pressed on the horizon.

Boredom, Mu Yanqing felt inexplicably bored in his heart, always feeling that something was about to happen, and without paying attention to the needle, he pierced his fingertips, and the blood stained the wedding dress, making it even more red.

Putting down the things in her hand, her mother also put down the purse she was embroidering, and her mother asked, "Jing'er is tired?" The blood-stained wedding dress is unlucky, so I can only rush to make another one tomorrow. ”

The eunuchs in the palace didn't know when they came, and they took it

The emperor's holy decree screamed in the courtyard with a loud voice, "The holy decree has arrived", and Mu Yanqing and his mother also hurried to the courtyard to receive the decree.

In the courtyard, her father knelt there, his face was as white as earth, and she and her mother knelt behind her father, and Mu Yanqing was thinking about when her father had been so afraid of horses all her life.

The eunuch in the big red robe conveyed the emperor's meaning with a sharp voice, Mu Yanqing wanted to listen, but he couldn't listen, and only knew the approximate meaning from the patchwork of words and phrases Mu Li colluded with the enemy country and wanted to rebel. In the end, the emperor's judgment was thrown out lightly, and the door was beheaded.

Then the knife was suddenly stained with blood, and the five-entry house was in chaos in an instant. Some cried, some struggled, some fled, some fell. His mother pushed him away and said, "Go!" The tip of Xueliang's knife came out from behind, and Mu Yanqing subconsciously helped him, his hands were full of blood, and they were hot...... Scalded into the last lines of her palm.

Walk! Walk! Walk! Panicked, panicked and remembered the word "go", she instinctively fought a bloody way, and panicked where to go! Her home is here, her family is here, her mother is here, and this whole world is not the king's land.

"Mother!" In a trance, she was taken away and taken away from her home, no, her home was already broken.

It was the next day when she woke up, and she was in the ruined temple. "Ah Qing, don't be afraid, it's me." The voice seemed to come from far away, so far away, so far away, so far away that it was like in a dream. Mu Yanqing tried to raise his eyes, trying to see his face clearly, but he couldn't see it clearly, as if it was too far away, separated from mountains, separated from water, separated from life and death. This man should be in the northern frontier, continue to fight his battles, make his merits, promote his officials, and lose the essence on the night of victory.

Why, why...... Will it be here?

"Ah Qing, give." A hydration bag was handed to her.

Mu Yanqing looked at the person in front of him blankly, and he smiled.

She wondered, was this a dream?

Of course it's not a dream, how can there be such a real eyebrow in a dream...... There were only cries, struggles, blood, and the desperate gaze of my mother. And finally, the palm of his hand was as hot as a knife cut, Mu Yanqing thought in a daze, and smiled in a daze.

"I'm sorry......" Mo Ci stepped forward and hugged her tightly, forcefully, as if to embed her whole body in his body, embedded in his flesh and bones, and never separated. He buried his head in her hair and muffled, "I'm late." ”

Late, yes, too late. Mu Yanqing responded to him stiffly. She thought, but even if he came earlier, what could he change?

"Ah Qing, are you okay?" After a long time, Mo Ci asked in a low voice.

How could she be good? Her family, more than 200 people from the Mu family, was the only one who escaped. Her father is a foolish loyalty, the king wants the minister to die, he must die, he will not resist, he will definitely be slaughtered. As for the others, it was her father's will. She wrote down the blood feud of more than 200 people, and one day, she would ask for money

Come back.

"Ah Qing, what are you going to do?"

"Naturally, it's about revenge." She couldn't think of anything else she could do other than get revenge.

"Ah Qing, do you believe me?" Without waiting for Mu Yanqing to answer, Mo Ci said again, "Ah Qing, come with me, don't worry." ”

He didn't say anything to reassure her, but she believed him like this, and let him take him back to freshen up, let her help him change his clothes, and let him take her back to the north.

Everything in the world changes, let alone people.

The cold wind howled by, and my feet froze like two pieces of ice. Why hasn't it been yet? Feng Li tightened the windbreaker on her body, the winter days in this bitter cold land in the extreme north are not so easy to survive.

Walk slowly, wait for the city, find a post house, be sure to soak in a hot bath to warm up, wait for tomorrow morning, immediately rent a new carriage, continue to hurry back to the south, never to come to the north again.

There seemed to be a night guard soldier not far ahead, and his heart was jumping, which meant that he was almost there! Hurry up, and finally don't have to suffer this damn freezing.

Outside the city, it was cold and frozen, and the radius of ten miles was barren, and the lights inside the city were bright, but the houses were closed.

Finally entered the customs, Feng Li thought that it would not be as cold as Fang Cai again, but he didn't want the city to be lifeless, he didn't know what to do for a while.

Suddenly, it was dark in front of him, and he fell straight down, and a soldier patrolling the city saw it and asked, "Adjutant General, it seems that someone has fainted in front." ”

"Bring it back and let the general decide."

The heating in the barracks was melting, Feng Li's body gradually warmed up, and people became conscious. Slowly opened his eyes, the unfamiliar environment sounded the alarm in his heart, how did he get here, where is this?

"General, he's awake!" The creeps jumped up and trotted over to find the godlike general in their hearts.

A white-robed young general walked towards this side, obviously just finished a battle and hadn't changed out of his robe, "It's good to wake up." ”

"Ah Qing, do you remember me?" Feng Li saw the person who came, and her heart was even more happy, she thought that it would be good not to freeze to death, but she never thought that she would meet her old friend here. It turned out to be her territory.

"Yes." How can you not remember the young man who often lies on the wall and peeks at his martial arts. "How are you feeling cold now?" She remembered that Feng Li was weak and sick at that time, like herself at that time, because she had practiced martial arts since she was a child, her body was as strong as a cow, and she rarely got sick twice a year.

"It's much better than before, I can only endure the discomfort before. In the Northern Regions over the years, I have learned a lot of medical skills, and the cold disease has been suppressed. Feng Li's words were green, and he said plainly.

"Well, you have a good rest." Since childhood, the two of them have studied martial arts and medicine, and his medical skills were already very good at that time, but now he must be more intelligent, and even the cold disease has been suppressed.

Mu Yanqing walked out of the barracks, the snow stopped, and the moonlight in the atrium was clear. Looking up at the moon, she curled her lips and smiled, she hadn't seen such a moon for a long time, as for whether Feng Li's appearance was good or bad, she didn't know, but did Feng Li know the news of the fall of the Mu family?

Maybe you know

I may not know, but what does it matter?

Her body suddenly warmed, and a black fox draped over her, and she knew that it must be Mo Ci.

"What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing, it's so late, let's go and rest." She believed Mo Ci, but there were some things that she couldn't tell him.

Mo Ci watched Mu Yanqing leave with one shallow foot, leaving footprints all the way over the snow, feeling a little lost, didn't she fully believe in herself? Turn around and leave.

The rooster crowed three times, it was already dawn, Mu Yanqing was lying on the bed, thinking about something, her chaotic thoughts were like a mess, I don't know where to start, she can now continue to be her general to fight her victorious battles and protect the stability of the people in northern Xinjiang, all because of Mo Ci.

He never said what he was going to do when he returned to Northern Xinjiang, as long as she believed him, so he followed him back to Northern Xinjiang, where she had spent most of the first half of her life.

It was also when she re-led the troops, the capital also had variables, the emperor died of illness, the new emperor Mingyuan ascended the throne, Mingyuan did not allow her to be a general again, Mingyuan's will was very clear, she was just the son of a criminal minister who escaped, and she was not qualified to lead the troops to fight again.

Of course, whether she is qualified or not is not just Ming Yuan's final say, the people of Northern Xinjiang support her, and the soldiers believe in her, even if Ming Yuan stops her, it will be useless, so she just has to be her general to fight her victory.

(End of chapter)

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