After returning to the Tilting Yan Pavilion and entering the inner room, Mo Wu ripped off the human skin mask on his face, looked at Xue Yan who was lying on Mo Xueyan's bed, and knelt on one knee, "Master, the evil son pulled Mo Qian to the Qi Kingdom. ”

"Shaw... Macro... Evil..., he dared to come. Before Xue Yan could speak, Mo Xueyan gritted her teeth, remembering everything back then, and naturally remembering what Xiao Hongxie had deceived her like that.

Xue Yan asked Mo Wu to stand up, pulled Mo Xueyan to sit beside him, and held her hand.

"Xue'er, although I know that Hongxie did it wrong, but he did everything for me, Xue'er can't be angry, I accept Xue'er's anger for Hongxie, Xue'er can do whatever she wants."

Mo Xueyan's raging anger had just come out of the head, and there was no tail.

"What to do, my punishment for the male god, what else can there be! The biggest punishment, that is, now, you are deliberate, male god, you are so used to Xiao Hongxi, he will only kick his nose in the face even more. ”

Xue Yan smiled at the corner of her lips, "Xue'er, not only Hongxi, these subordinates of mine are all used to me, so in order for them not to kick their noses and faces, Xue'er can give them a little young master to come out, and let him repair these subordinates when the time comes, okay." ”

"The subordinates who are used to the male god, why should I pay for the male god, so I don't want to."

Mo Xueyan was already immune to Xue Yan's words, but Mo Wu lowered his head silently, as if since the king fell asleep, the master's own temperament began to emerge gradually.

"Mo Wu, since Hongxie is here, don't go back, now Shuo doesn't need you over there, you just stay as Xue'er's guard, look at Hongxie, if he dares to mess around again, he will be thrown back to the Wu Clan."

Xue Yan explained to Mo Wu very comfortably, he was not at all disappointed because of Mo Xueyan's refusal, he could get along with Mo Xueyan like this, Mo Xueyan didn't push him away, he should actually be very content.

"Yes, master, the subordinates are out, you and Miss Xue Yan continue." Leaving this straightforward sentence, Mo Wu walked out and stood guard outside the door.

No matter how immune, Mo Xueyan finally blushed slightly, exhaled, and then pretended to be nothing: "Male god, you are back, has Qi Mingyao escaped from Liangjing City?" ”

Xue Yan nodded, "Qi Mingyao's fief is in the southern border, next to the outside of the Saiwai, Qi Mingyu knew that Huanyu betrayed him, killed Wu Wu and saved the resident and Qi Mingyao, and the resident is the prince Lingya of the snow wolf tribe outside the Saiwai, Xue'er, you say, Qi Mingyu is not busy..."

"Wait, male god, wait, I'm a little confused, who is the dweller?" Mo Xueyan suddenly interrupted Xue Yan's words, feeling that her mind was a little unturned, the resident is Lingya? Isn't it a male god? That... Wouldn't it be the one who slept with her...

Xue Yan knew what Mo Xueyan was thinking at a glance, and her dark face burst into Mo Xueyan's head, and she gritted her teeth: "Mo Xueyan, do you think Lingya he dares, Shuo I regret it, do you think I will let others and you..."

Mo Xueyan rubbed her head and said in a low voice: "You said that the resident is from Lingya." ”

Xue Yan was blocked, and helped her forehead, "Xue'er, just your brain, if you go to deal with Qi Mingyu alone, I estimate that you will be unloaded by him, you have forgotten everything in the past, do you think Qi Mingyu can remember?" ”

Mo Xueyan suddenly understood, "Wu Wu also did something to Qi Mingyu's memory?" ”

Xue Yan nodded, and shook his head again, "To be precise, I did it, not only Qi Mingyu, but also the people who survived in Yanya Mountain, including Yue Lian and Mo Xian, their memories back then have been changed." ”

Mo Xueyan opened her mouth wide in shock, and suddenly, her eyes narrowed slightly, "Xue Yan, then my memory, have you added something to it, or subtracted something, I always feel that after I woke up, my brain was a little confused, and now that feeling is even more obvious." ”

Xue Yan looked at Mo Xueyan, a touch of helplessness crossed her eyes, but she said an unclear 'um', and then lay down on the bed, holding the back of her head with both hands, "Xue'er's question..."

Xue Yan reacted like this, Mo Xueyan was stunned, she was just joking, don't you really add or reduce the hateful male god!

Xue Yan pulled Mo Xueyan down and smiled, "Mo Xueyan, if you can agree, I want to fill your mind with all your love for me, so that you won't have extra energy to think about anything else, and you will agree to have children for me." ”

Mo Xueyan grinned and said twice: "Male god! Why are you so persistent! But you yourself gave me to your brother, and death cannot be a reason for any reason, so I don't agree.

You once said that one heart, one person, is enough, but you just gave me two hearts, and I am alone, how to put it in, you can't separate the two halves! In that case, I'm done. ”

"Mo Xueyan, you are really annoying, I hope you haven't remembered it now, like that, there is only one heart, pretending to be one person, enough, two hearts, two people, I really made myself unhappy." Xue Yan gave Mo Xueyan another burst.

Mo Xueyan didn't rub her forehead, but put her face on Xue Yan's heart, "Male god, why don't you continue to talk about it every day!" I can't say what day it will be, my brain will be hot, and then I won't have the energy to think about anything else, and then I will agree with my brain. ”

"Mo Xueyan, you are really a bad woman, not at all."

Xue Yan gritted her teeth, but hugged Mo Xueyan's body tightly.

Every time the two talk about this topic, they always end up in this slightly sad and funny way, as if this is already a tacit understanding between them, if they don't say this twice a day, they always feel that something is missing in their hearts, and it is a little difficult.

Time is always disappearing in an instant, and a month of time flies by in a flash.

Every time Qi Mingyu's people wanted to chase Qi Mingyao, they always had no warning, Qi Mingyao suddenly lost his trace, and so on and so forth, Qi Mingyao fled to the southern fiefdom, and Qi Mingyu missed the best time to kill Qi Mingyao.

In the Imperial Study.

The music on the ground was scattered in all directions, and the corners of Qi Mingyu's eyebrows had never stretched since Qi Mingyao appeared.

The prince waited outside the hall, hesitating whether to go in and talk about something, but he was afraid that Qi Mingyu's anger would reach him, so he hesitated.

"What's the matter?" A cold sound.

The prince immediately walked in, bowed down and said, "Back to the emperor, tomorrow is the birthday of Princess Beiyue, is the emperor going to go?" ”

With a sound of Princess Beiyue, the indifference around Qi Mingyu dissipated a little, and he rubbed his eyebrows, because of Qi Mingyao's matter, he ignored Yue'er, "Prepare a gift, tomorrow I will personally come to the door to congratulate Aunt Wang on her birthday." ”

"Yes, the old slave will go." The prince hurriedly withdrew.

Qi Mingyu stayed in the imperial study for a while, and suddenly got up and went to the National Teacher's Palace.

Huanyu, don't let me catch you, otherwise I will have to break your bones and scatter ashes in order to relieve my heartache and hatred.

One day, the Beiyue Palace's hustle and bustle passed, and the relatives of the Beiyue family came from all over the country to celebrate the birthday of Princess Beiyue.

Early the next morning, the children of Xue Mo's career also came in full gear.

Princess Beiyue's birthday banquet was set up in the garden of Beiyue Palace.

Tables and chairs are set up on the water pavilion corridor, and the invited class platform is set up at the other end of the river pool, and you can see clearly by sitting in the water pavilion corridor.

Before the early morning arrived, the relatives of the nobles and emperors of the Qi State had already come to congratulate them, all of them saying pleasing words, but they did not say a word about the return of the county lord of Yanyan.