Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Snowy Night

"What did you say?" The Queen Mother suddenly got up and asked in disbelief.

The person who knelt down lowered his head for a moment, "Back to the Queen Mother, when the lowly rank rushed to the Red Flame Country, the woman was picked up by the emperor first, and then because the emperor has always been by the woman's side, the lowly rank was afraid of being discovered by the emperor, so he didn't dare to make a rash move." ”

The Queen Mother sat back slowly, her face cloudy, "He cares about her so much?" ”

First ignored his father's last orders, began to plan for war before the end of the year, and now he is even more obstinately going deep into the enemy's belly, and now even she, the queen mother, has begun to guard against it?

The people she sent hadn't set off yet, and the others didn't even care about the battle

For the sake of a woman, he didn't even want his life!

Feng Mu suddenly shot out a cold light, "No matter what means you use, this woman will never stay by the emperor's side." ”

"Humble duty understands." The man's heart was stunned, and he lowered his head and lowered his eyes under the cloud-covered phoenix eyes, and took the order away.

The wind swept the barracks with snowflakes, and it roared and roared strangely in the bare treetops, as if everything in the world was its tame slave, and it could ravage and destroy them at will.

The bitter cold wind was mixed with the woman's crying, Mu Bingyue on the couch slept very unsteadily, even though she was asleep in a deep sleep, but her eyebrows were frowning tightly, like being in a purgatory tongue of fire, the pain was about to die, but she still couldn't break free.

The wind outside the tent swept the cold sand particles against the tent from time to time, and the mournful sound was tightly wrapped around Mu Bingyue, who could not wake up from the nightmare, like vines.

The black jewel's eyes looked straight at the person on the bed without blinking, the burning eyes had long since lost the fierceness and recklessness of the beginning, the sword's jaw was tightly tightened, and Xuanyuan Yi's heart was flowing with inexplicable complicated thoughts.

The inky black hair is spread out on the gorgeous Yunmeng brocade, making the snow-jade face even brighter.

For her, he was confused, and he also had a feeling of incomprehension and indescribability, like familiarity, heartache, and a trace of sorrow

A glimpse of that day doomed him to perdition.

Her presence changed all his tracks, as if he had been born to meet her, but her indifference and rejection broke his heart.

In those countless days and nights, no matter how hard he tried, he could not let his dreams no longer have her, and before he knew it, she had seeped into every drop of his blood so thoroughly......

She caught his eye like that, but she was so determined that she wouldn't even give him a chance......

The black eyes shone like fire.

She, he not only wants her people, but also her heart! But...... A cold light slowly rose from Xuanyuan Yi's eyes, her heart already belonged to someone else!

Every time he thought about it, his heart hurt like a thousand arrows piercing his heart.

The long eyelashes trembled constantly, and the person on the bed shook his temples uneasily.

A wisp of fragrance soaked into his nose, cold and quiet, Xuanyuan Yi couldn't resist the bottom of his heart, and picked up a wisp of green silk.

The breath of ice and snow robbed him of all his breath in an instant, and everything around him lost its color.

Her beauty is like the first drop of jade dew in the morning, and like the hollow valley orchid in the mountains, but the coldness wrapped around her makes her add a bit of iceberg snow lotus temperament, attracting the deepest desire in the heart of a man.

According to her eyebrows, drawing her eyes, brushing the tip of her nose, the eyes finally stayed between her lips, looking at her eyes, as if there was a flame jumping, sad, relieved, and as deep as the bitterness of the ocean.

His eyes were drawn with the slowest speed, with the most careful method.

In the end, he forgot to caress her moon-like jade face, and lightly touched the face that made him fall in love with his dreams, until he couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her......

At the moment of kissing her, the beast that had been imprisoned in Xuanyuan Yi's heart for a long time rushed out uncontrollably, his kiss became more and more urgent, more and more fierce, as if he wanted to devour the person in front of him, he hugged her tightly, robbing her of all her breath

The suffocating pain in her heart finally woke Mu Bingyue from her dream.

The moment the bright moon's clear eyes opened, Xuanyuan Yi's whole body was as if he had been spelled and couldn't move.

The black pupil was facing the jade-like moon pupil, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.

Mo Bing's dark eyes slowly gathered a layer of frost, and she looked at him coldly.

The eyes that were full of hatred seemed to be a sharp blade, inserted into his chest alive.

Looking at the hatred in Mu Bingyue's eyes, Xuanyuan Yi suddenly felt as if his heart had been pierced by a sharp sword, and the pain was deep to the bone, he thought that he had already tasted tens of millions of pains, and his heart was already numb and would not feel pain, but it turned out that she only needed one look to still make him feel such heartache.

Her hatred was so obvious, Xuanyuan Yi endured the sharp pain in her heart, cut off the communication between her eyes, and slowly propped herself up from her.

The blizzard that blew up during the night was extremely violent, devastating and ravaging everything on the ground, and as the wind and snow swirled, the tents tilted under the pressure of the wind. Everything was bent, curled, trembling, and whistling miserably, Mu Bingyue suddenly remembered something, and she sat up suddenly.

But after a day of not eating, she was already so hungry that her limbs were weak, and after a violent force, she fell back to the bed in a dizzy state.

But she didn't give up, and after sitting up again, she endured the pain in her heart and took two pills.

After regaining a little strength, she immediately rushed out of the tent.

The soldiers outside the tent were stunned when they saw Mu Bingyue come out, and when they saw Xuanyuan Yi behind her, they all retracted their gaze at the same time.

The wind outside roared like an angry dragon, unleashing its mad power on everything it could reach, and in the sharp storm, snowflakes flew through the air like torn cotton wool, scattering aimlessly.

The wind tore the snowflakes, and the clouds were blowing one after another, and the sky and the earth changed color in an instant, and the wind and snow covered the entire field, as desolate as Mu Bingyue's heart at this time.

She walked forward slowly, her thin clothes soaked by the cold wind outside in a breath, she walked stiffly, and she was lost in the wind and snow.

In the mournful whistling, her heart beat quickly and with trepidation.

Tears slid down the snowflakes to the corners of his mouth.

A figure that stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground was held up by the person behind him.

Mu Bingyue coldly brushed away his hand and continued to walk forward aimlessly, when the snowflakes in her eyelashes froze and could no longer be melted by her tears, she finally stopped in despair.

The blood in her veins began to freeze like a freeze, and her desperate body was pulled into his arms, "Do you want to freeze to death?" Go back with me. ”

"Huh!" Mu Bingyue could barely lift it in one breath, but a sneer came out of her mouth that even she felt unfamiliar.