has been together for more than a year, and I have seen many sides of Wen Moqing.

At first he was cold and ruthless, almost cruel, but as the contact deepened, she saw his gentle side, his wise side, sometimes awe-inspiring, sometimes venomous and humorous; When she learned about the past of the women's army, she had also seen Wen Moqing's expression of self-reproach and remorse, but he was so depressed and lost at this time, but he had never seen anything else.

What do people live on? Fame, power, gold and silver, love and hate?

To sum it up, it's nothing more than a wish, a pursuit of what is desired. For everyone, the yearning of the heart is different, but one thing is completely unified - when hope is lost, people's hearts will ache.

Yan Liwu knows very well how that kind of pain penetrates her heart, she wants to stretch out her arm to hug Wen Moqing, she wants to gently smooth the pain on his eyebrows with her fingertips, she wants to tell him that everything will pass, and after the heartache, she can find more reasons to live.

But she didn't dare, didn't dare to approach, didn't dare to touch, didn't dare to do anything that might make Wen Moqing misunderstand.

"What is your wish?"

In the end, all she could do was pretend she didn't understand anything and ask questions like an idiot.

After being silent for a long time, Wen Moqing suddenly gave up with a heavy expression and smiled bitterly: "That's it, it's all about you anyway." Let's go, pick up Jiu'er, and then we have to go to Cangwu County. ”

"Cangwu County?" Yan Liwu searched in his mind, and finally vaguely remembered such a place name from the corner, and couldn't help but be surprised, "Isn't Cangwu County on the edge of the Great Abyss?" It's far from here, right? It's sparsely populated, barren and backward over there, is it appropriate to take Jiu'er there? ”

"Even if it's a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, there are people there she should see after all."

Wen Moqing replied vaguely, and had no intention of explaining in detail, so she suddenly grabbed Yan Liwu, clasped her hand in her palm, and strode towards Wang Yuanwai's mansion.

Soft, slightly cool, that's the palm of the warm ink.

Dry, warm, this is the palm of the warm ink.

Yan Liwu unconsciously made a comparison, and when he arrived at the door of the mansion, he suddenly woke up and withdrew his hand with a red face, and glared at Wen Moqing vigorously.

In exchange for the disdainful gaze of "what can you do with me".

Chu Jiu only stayed at Wang Yuanwai's house for a few hours, but he was well-behaved and sensible, but he taught Wang Yuanwai and his wife to love him, and when he heard that Chu Jiu was an orphan, he euphemistically expressed his desire to adopt, but was immediately rejected by Wen Moqing. Before leaving, Chu Jiu seriously thanked Wang Yuanwai and his wife, Wang Yuanwai just stuffed a large silver ticket as a meeting gift, and made Yan Li worry with great emotion, sighing why he didn't have this good life.

"Ugly people and bad personalities, who can stand you but me?" Wen Moqing did not hesitate to give sharp sarcasm.

Yan Liwu was naturally not to be outdone, and his fierce expression was eager to devour Wen Moqing alive: "Don't put gold on your face, why did you come to me before, have you forgotten the soles of your feet?" Ruthless and cunning, cold-blooded and ruthless, I can't stand your care and consideration Wen Shaoxia. ”

Wen Moqing raised her eyebrows slightly, the corners of her lips curled, and she reached out to caress the top of Chu Jiu's head: "Jiu'er." ”

"Jiu'er is here, brother-in-law."

"Hmm." Wen Moqing didn't say anything, glanced at Yan Liwu obliquely, and saw that the pink and delicate face was covered with red. Bent down and stuffed a bag of candied fruit out of nowhere to Chu Jiu, Wen Moqing smiled even deeper: "Call again, Jiu'er." ”

“…… Sister, brother-in-law. ”

Chu Jiu was confused about Wen Moqing's request, but he understood what it meant, and he was annoyed to beat Wen Moqing, but he couldn't hide his cheeks that were getting redder and redder.

Returning to the inn with Chu Jiu's troubles, Ma Qiao'er hadn't woken up yet, Mu Lanhe sat in the room in a daze, heard the sound of the door opening and turned around, and saw Chu Jiu's face with an incredible expression: "This kid ......"

"Her name is Chu Jiu, she is fifteen years old, and she was sold to the land of fireworks as a slave a few years ago, and she happened to encounter trouble." Wen Moqing did not directly say the possible identity of Chu Jiu, and met Mu Lanhe with a faint gaze, which also made Mu Lanhe immediately understand that he did not plan to let Chu Jiu know too much at present.

Seeing that it was not early, Wen Moqing asked for another room for Chu Jiu to wash and rest first, and there were only three people left in the room with a lot of words, and then he began to talk about many secrets and important things.

"That kid really looks like General Tong, nose, eyes...... The eyebrows are no different from General Sang's, thick and black, and they are equally brittle when they speak. After seeing Chu Jiu, Mu Lanhe's words couldn't be stopped, but his tone was too emotional and sad, even if he smiled, it was difficult to hide.

"So, the ninth day of the first month is indeed after General Sang and General Tong?" Wen Moqing frowned, "When did General Sang give birth to Jiu'er?" Why give her to someone else? ”

Mu Lanhe took a deep breath, and his dark face added vicissitudes: "You can't blame General Sang, because the situation forced me to send the child away." At that time, the imperial court had already sent people to encircle and suppress us, and General Sang led us to fight hard with his stomach and gave birth to the child during the chaotic war. Before General Sang could name the child, news came from the imperial capital that General Tong had been executed......"

After many years, recalling the tragic scene of the past, Mu Lanhe, who escaped from the encirclement and suppression of thousands of soldiers, finally couldn't help crying, tears crisscrossing his calloused fingers.

After crying for a while, Mu Lanhe controlled his emotions and let out a long breath, wiping his wet cheeks: "General Sang has been holding on to the front of the battle, and more than 200 of our sisters, under the leadership of General Sang, fought hard to kill more than 1,000 people in the imperial court, until the news of General Tong's execution came, and General Sang completely collapsed. General Sang said that no matter what, we must let the child live and not break the blood of the Tong family, so he handed over the child to a kind-hearted old man in the imperial army at night and asked him to send the child to a safe place. After two days, we couldn't resist it, and Qiao'er Mei and I and ten other sisters broke through and fled with the dying General Sang, and the rest of the sisters ...... They were all good girls of blood, none of them surrendered on their knees, either died in battle or committed suicide, and they did not insult the reputation of the women's army. ”

The women's army that crisscrossed the battlefield to guard the border of their homeland, they gave up the comfortable life of their husbands and children to fight bloodily, but the final result was not at the hands of the enemy, but under the ruthless encirclement and suppression of the imperial court.

Yan Liwu didn't know why Tong Ruchu was convicted back then, but the tragedy of the women's army made her sad and angry.

If a tyrant is unkind and uses the people as dogs, how can he be qualified to be called the Son of Heaven? And what qualifications do you have to enjoy the worship of all peoples, glory and wealth? No wonder Wen Moqing is reluctant to participate too much in court disputes, and no wonder Wen Moshu always wants to get rid of the shackles of being a prince.

There was a long silence in the room, except for the low sobs of Moulanhe and the whining and wailing of the awakened Maqiaoer.

After a long time, Wen Moqing broke the silence: "Aunt Mu, does General Sang have a spiritual position or a tombstone?" I don't plan to tell Jiu'er about these things for the time being, but I should always take her to worship for a while, and then I have to take her somewhere else. ”

"We are all rebels who can't see the light, how dare we erect a monument in the open?" Mu Lanhe smiled bitterly, and took out a simple wooden tablet from the shabby baggage, "After General Sang's death, Qiao'er Mei carved this tablet, and she is the only one among us who is literate, and I don't know if it is carved correctly." Now that I've found General Sang's daughter, I shouldn't keep this thing in the future, little bastard, from today on, General Sang's tablet and Jiu'er will be entrusted to you, and it is not in vain that they treated you so kindly back then. ”

Wen Moqing took the humble tablet with both hands and put it away carefully, and said after a moment of silence: "Did General Sang say anything before he died?" ”

"Ever since he sent the child away, General Sang has seemed to be a different person. For the first two years, she closed her door all day, often washing her face with tears, and then she didn't know where to meet a few different people, and she didn't know what to discuss when she ran out every day. ”

The word alien aroused Wen Moqing's vigilance, glanced at Yan Liwu, and asked with a deep brow: "What did General Sang say?" ”

Mu Lanhe saw that Wen Moqing seemed to be very concerned, so she had to come one by one: "Because General Tong died in vain, the women's army was wronged, and General Sang was forced to separate her flesh and blood, so during that time, she hated the Dog Emperor and the imperial court. I remember that at that time, General Sang always talked about revenge, saying that he would ruin the Great Abyss and make the Dog Emperor pay, but except for interacting with those inexplicable aliens, General Sang did nothing else. After that, those aliens suddenly disappeared, and General Sang never mentioned their identities, and this confusion was over. ”

"Aunt Mu, have you ever seen those aliens? What do they look like, can you tell which race they are? ”

"I've seen it twice from afar, and I can't really see it, I just feel that my skin is very white, tall and thin. What, do you know these people? Mu Lanhe was puzzled by Wen Moqing's reaction and couldn't help but ask curiously.

Wen Moqing shook his head with a restrained expression: "It's nothing, I just want to know more about it." Aunt Mu, Aunt Ma, it's not early, you can rest early, and we will discuss it tomorrow during the day. Away from worry, gone. ”

Mu Lanhe couldn't see the clues, but he couldn't see the words of Wen Moqing, who were familiar with Wen Moqing. After discovering what Wen Moqing was paying attention to, Yan Liwu deliberately remained silent, until the two of them left the room and walked a little farther away, and looked at Wen Moqing thoughtfully: "Is there anything wrong with those aliens?" It looks like you have something on your mind. ”

Wen Moqing's introduction left his room with worries, and he bent his fingers and pinched his eyebrows, as if he was a little depressed.

"Fair-skinned and tall, that's what characterizes the Khosdu. I remember that Ming Yan said that she followed her father into Dayuan to meet a Zhongzhou woman, and the time when her father came to Zhongzhou, roughly calculated, was shortly after General Tong was executed and the women's army was destroyed. ”