Qing'er was speechless, and the war king knew that she was not Murong Qing'er before, and in a heartbroken state, he threw her off the cliff without intention. King Jin likes it, what he cares about, it's just that she is now, this kind of thing of crossing, it's unbelievable to say, and it must not convince him, since he doesn't care that she is a fine work sent by the prince, then what is there to hesitate, King Jin loves her and spoils her, all because she is her, and has nothing to do with Murong Qing'er in her previous life, she leaned back into his arms and slept peacefully.

His smile has been hanging on the corner of his mouth, full of joy, he looked up at the sky, acquiesced in his heart, heaven and earth as proof, he will not lose the person in his arms in this life and this life.

The torches were extinguished, and King Jin felt that the sky and the earth were dark, only the cold wind and fluttering snowflakes lingering in his ears. Black and white are like two incompatible barriers between heaven and earth, monotonous and clumsy.

"Queen Mother, the weather is cold, and the mountain road is close to vertical, and there must be enough light to send people down. Otherwise, not only will it be difficult to find the fourth brother, but even those who go down will lose their lives. The prince said earnestly and comfortingly, Qing'er, the queen's life, since it can't be used by him, it's not impossible to disappear like this, and the unexpected heartache may have come suddenly. A bottomless abyss, who dares to guarantee that such a petite body can withstand the beating of a downward spiral.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has also fallen into the Broken Intestine Cliff, can you tell me what the situation is below?"

"Queen mother, when Erchen did not fall to the bottom of the cliff, but was intercepted by a small tree in the depths of the mountainside, in the process of falling, the body was bruised a lot, drowsy for two days and one night, woke up and called for help was found by the guards who came down to find, only to escape a catastrophe, the fourth brother, Jiren has his own natural appearance, Erchen believes that he will come back safely."

The snow on the top of the mountain sets off the ruthlessness of the night, but it is still cold. My mind is full of the delicate and lovely appearance of a little woman. When did you find out that she had those small movements? Usually always smile lightly, only when the mood is relaxed, dissatisfied will gently pout, pondering will be absent-minded, when angry, will deliberately smile sweeter,...... When did he capture these fleeting expressions? Maybe Qing'er didn't even realize that these small actions would only be shown when she was alone with him, how many times, for a small gesture for her, his love was like a spring, and he frequently lost his soul. The sweet taste overflowed his chest, and his gentle gaze fell on the person in his arms, and he lowered his head and kissed her hair.

The study room of King Li's Mansion was messy, and when the news of Qing'er falling into the Broken Intestine Cliff came, Mo Zhuoran threw the things on the desk and in the Eight Treasures Pavilion to the ground, and the antique calligraphy and paintings were stacked on the ground in an embarrassed manner, and Gonggong Li waited quietly on the side, silent.

These priceless furnishings, Mo Zhuoran rarely touches them on weekdays, and most of them are used as façades, but Gonggong Li knows in his heart that most of these are left by King Li's biological mother, and a small part of them are added later, if they are exchanged for silver money, it is enough for tens of thousands of troops to pay for half a year.

"Back to the prince, there is a lot of trouble over there from the concubine, and the minions don't know how to deal with it for a while?"

A grim smile appeared from the corner of his mouth, and he almost forgot that if it weren't for this hateful woman, he wouldn't have missed Qing'er and missed each other.

"Someone, go check the prince's movements, Gonggong Li, has the king asked you to prepare properly?"

"Don't worry, the old slave is ready, but now we are tearing our faces with the prince, and it is inevitably early." Although he knew that he couldn't stop Mo Zhuoran's decision, he had to express his doubts.

"Tearing your face? For such a slut, this king needs to tear his face, this king wants to fulfill the prince's embrace of beauty, and the two are happy, why should this king stop it. ”

The sky in the early morning, clean as if it had just been washed, the freshness of the air, take a deep breath, secrete into the heart, a little cool, some fragrant.

The climate on the high mountains is far from being compared with the plains, in the cold winter season, the dampness in the cave is very heavy, the water droplets that drip down will freeze, and even the stones in the cave seem to be attached to a layer of frost. Qing'er in her sleep was warm, and the tiger skin wrapped around her tightly. The little face exposed in the air was frozen red because of the cold.

The little head instinctively snuggled up to the heat source, King Jin had a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, reached out and tightened the Qing'er in his arms, bent down to stick to her petite face, took a few moments, his heart was slightly sweet, and the man's masculine face appeared with joy and relief, after waiting for so long, looking forward to it for so long, his baby finally came back.

The sun is on three poles, the valley floor surrounded by mountains, covered with ice and snow all year round, the sun is stingy here, even if it is barely sprinkled into a few wisps, it is also refracted by the snow and does not know where to go, Qing'er rubbed her worried eyes, the shadow in front of her face made her unaccustomed to refusing, suddenly remembered what happened yesterday, her head buzzed, she got up slowly, sorted out her clothes, and the jewelry on her bun did not know where to roll when she fell, she simply spread her black hair, tore off the corners of her skirt, and simply tied it up, relying on the light of the snow, Finally seeing everything in front of him, "Where are we?" ”

"Madame, take you to a place for your husband." King Jin's rather mysterious expression made Qing'er awe-inspired.

"Where to go? Is there a good place to go here? The two were less than a foot apart, their body temperature was still there, and their hearts were warm.

"No matter who wants our lives this time, our whereabouts are unknown, but we can see more clearly, take advantage of the time, take you out for a walk for your husband, your husband has notified the secret guards, they will arrange it properly, and Madame will rest." She paused slightly, looked back, and suddenly King Jin Zhengci looked at her with a smile and kindness, but in those slightly vicissitudes of life, there were a few wisps of irrepressible complexity and pleading.

"Okay, I've been here for a few days, but I haven't had a chance to see this great river and mountain." King Jin explored carefully, she responded generously, anyway, let those ghosts in the capital be complacent, it is difficult for her to come out for a walk, of course, she has to have fun.

There was a layer of mist rising in his eagle falcon's black eyes, and the more and more he gathered, how fortunate he was to be able to marry her, regardless of the past, what he wanted was always her now. She can detect that his state of mind at this time is smooth, but unfortunately the current conditions are limited, if it is in the capital, she can show her cooking skills and cook a delicious meal to reward the king of Jin. The cold pool in the distance is like a pool of still water, there are occasional waves, but it is not turbulent and majestic, the mountain wind comes with water vapor, and it does not feel cold, so that it makes people feel refreshed and happy.

His slender and cold finger bones were already wrapped around her hand, and his eyes, which were clear as ink, suddenly overflowed with joy that continued to be cheerful. His eyes became more and more weird, showing a kind of can't help it, his face was obviously still smiling, but the smile seeped into tenderness, Qing'er was pulled into his arms again, he lowered his head and kissed her red lips, soft lips and teeth grinded together, he couldn't think of it, she was stunned, and let him pick up the opportunity, and her lips and teeth depended, the sweetness between the two eroded the air and the morning light.

The wind was very strong, and it roared through his ears, blowing the black hair into a mess, and he couldn't hear any other sounds, the war king stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance, where is Murong Qing'er, no matter how much energy it takes, he will work hard to find it. The whole body of the war king was frozen there, like a rock, difficult to move, and he stared helplessly at the bottom of the valley, as if he was about to dig a hole.

Most of the time in the north is in the ice and snow, the snow is white, the cold wind gusts, the face hurts, and the cold that comes to the face makes people feel cold. King Jin locked on her face from time to time with a smile on his face, because the snow was thick and the road was slippery, and the carriage was bumpy, so there was no fire in the car, and the charcoal basin was left alone in the corner. The king of Jin wrapped her tightly in a big coat, and the car was covered with a thick velvet blanket.

"It's getting dark, let's put down the curtains, it's freezing." Qing'er's petal-like soft lips seem to pinch out water, and her crystal bright eyes are radiant, adding to the unique and intoxicating autumn waves. The creamy snow-white skin contrasts more sharply with the night, and a slender hand stretches out from the big curtain and rests on the car window at will, looking lazy and noble.

"The snow in the north is beautiful." King Jin tapped her nose and put her hand back into the big country, "This is not the northern country yet, this is the border between our Mo country and the northern country, to be precise, we are on the edge of the Mo country." ”

The queen mother has stood on the edge of the cliff, thinking back to the various tortures that the king of Jin has been subjected to over the years, her heart is broken, and she slowly moved a step forward, Mo Bao's face changed greatly, she exclaimed, and flew to the queen, at the same time, the prince also shot in time, the blade was unsheathed, and the sword body sank into the hard soil for a full five inches, and it was inserted in front of the queen mother's feet. The Queen Mother held her breath and contemplated for a while, the sweat on her forehead oozed out, not as good as the shock caused by his false alarm, King Jin was really the person who cared most about the queen mother's heart, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of sadness.

King Jin cherishes the princess in the capital, everyone knows it, he naturally knows it, but he didn't expect that the importance of the princess of Jin in the heart of King Jin can actually make King Jin give up his life and be willing to live and die together, how precious this emotion is, Leng Shaochen sighed lightly, on the Jinluan Palace, King Jin promised to have a couple for a lifetime, and it was by no means a whim.

If that woman is lucky enough to avoid this victory, what kind of care should King Jin have, it must be extremely attentive. Don't talk about the prince, even he won't have the slightest chance, a dull pain, when will that special woman be able to touch his heart and smile bitterly. That's it, his identity, there are many enemies, and his relatives have to live incognito in the dark, living in fear, such a drowsy day, why let others get involved for no reason.