Sure enough, Fu Sichong helped her up with pity, "Ah Mei, I know you have a good heart, but do you know? If you were here today, you would have died a long time ago. “

Ah Mei smiled indifferently, "Thanks to Your Majesty, isn't Ah Mei standing here now?" ”

"Alas, Fu Xiao's matter, you still don't want to get involved." Fu Sichong took his cloak and rode to the front of the battle.

Ah Mei watched his figure go away, and then put on a gentle smile and turned to leave.

A little boy who was about seven or eight years old ran over and hugged her thigh, "Mother, who was I shouting just now?" ”

Ah Mei nodded his forehead dotingly, "Why can't you change your mouth so much?" “

"Okay, Mother, you don't have to answer my question yet."

Ah Mei took his hand and went back, "It's just a ...... It's just a wild girl who has no mother's upbringing. ”

"Bold! How dare you call our Majesty by his name! A minister-like person took over the call and scolded Fu Xiao loudly.

"I'm his son!" Fu Xiao jumped to the edge of the city wall, "Tell Fu Sichong to come out for me!" ”

Fu Sichong happened to stop on the side, and the minister immediately leaned over, "Your Majesty, the person on the other side said that it was you Lao Tzu!" ”

"I'm her son!" Fu Sichong snorted softly.

The minister immediately shouted to the other side: "Our Majesty said that he is your son!" ”

"He doesn't deserve it!" Fu Xiao's anger also came up, and he scolded back violently.

"Your Majesty, he said you are not worthy." The minister said.

Fu Sichong whipped him with a horsewhip, "Lao Tzu is not deaf!" ”

The minister nodded and said, "Yes, yes." ”

Mo Hanying also came over at this time, "Your Majesty, state affairs are important. ”

Fu Sichong nodded impatiently, of course he knew what Mo Hanying meant, they used Fu Xiao as an excuse to send troops, and his attitude towards Fu Xiao was very important.

He held back his anger and said patiently: "Xiao'er, I know that Emperor Yuan is persecuting you, it doesn't matter, my father will make decisions for you." “

"Captain, what do we do now?" A soldier asked, why did the county lord of Xiyang quarrel with her father, although it is an unfilial act, but as a native of Tongzhou, what should I do if I feel very happy?

"Whew! Still young? You're young! Fu Xiao jumped like thunder, "You forced my mother to death, you still dare to be Lao Tzu in front of me!" Do you want to have a face? ”

Fu Sichong opened his mouth and was about to scold back, but Mo Hanying said lightly beside him: "The overall situation is important." ”

So the words he came out of his mouth became, "Ah Xiao, you are deceived, your mother is really not killed by me." ”

Mo Hanying said a few words to him beside him.

Fu Sichong continued to say bitterly: "Ah Xiao, even if you pretend to break with your father, the people of Dayuan will no longer accept you." “

"Fu Sichong, don't be so pro! I, my mother, Princess Changhuan, and you have nothing to do with half a penny! Fu Xiao jumped deep and jumped down from the city wall, and the silver whip she threw up brought a sonic boom, and it was fiercely pumped towards Fu Sichong, and everyone didn't notice that there was a thin silk thread attached to her wrist, fixed on the city wall.

Fu Sichong saw the silver whip coming from the wind, and immediately pulled out his saber and slashed at the silver whip after panicking.

A knife is not a knife to cut the air, but a silver whip to the air.

Fu Sichong had used this knife to kill countless Da Yuan's enemies, and used it to stab through the chests of many Da Yuan soldiers, but he really never thought that one day, this knife would be stained red by the blood of the Fu family. There was a warm feeling on his face, he was too familiar with this kind of touch, it was blood, it was Fu Xiao's blood, it was his blood. Why did Fu Xiao's whip swing in the air? Does she still have father-daughter affection in her heart? Fu Sichong went to see her.

Fu Xiao's hand climbed up to the back of the knife, looked at Fu Sichong, raised a smile, his mouth moved, but he didn't make a sound, but Fu Sichong still recognized it by his mouth, what Fu Xiao said:

Fu Sichong was shocked to find that his hand holding the knife began to tremble, Fu Xiao's whip was not about family affection, she really wanted to cut off relations with him, she wanted all the people of Tongzhou and Dayuan to know that Fu Sichong didn't care about the family relationship between father and daughter, and Fu Xiao was just an excuse he used to start a war.

Mo Hanying stood aside, "Fu Xiao...... He's a ruthless man. ”

Fu Xiao felt pain because of the trembling of the knife, and deliberately swung the whip in the air, and forcibly endured Fu Sichong's knife, not only to overcome the fighting instinct of her body itself, but also to overcome the fear of pain in her heart, but as long as she didn't leave a way out at the beginning, she could really do it. She held Fu Sichong's knife with both hands, pulled it out of her body, and the blood that flowed out fell on the white horse that Fu Sichong was riding, dyeing the white horse's sideburns to red, Fu Xiao pressed a mechanism on the bracelet, and the silk threads on it began to tighten slowly, and returned to the city wall with her body.

Fu Xiao took a deep breath, ignoring the pain from the wound because of it, and roared: "Fu Sichong! If I Fu Xiao hadn't died under your sword today, I would have taken your head with my own hands in the coming day, and sacrificed my mother Yuanwei's spirit in the sky with blood! ”

Feeling that she was already close to the city wall, Fu Xiao struggled to climb up, and a pair of hands grabbed her, carefully pulling her up half-pulled and half-supported.

"Ah Yun?" Fu Xiao tried his best to look up to see his face clearly, but there was only a blur in his vision.

"Well, it's me." Ink Frost replied gently.

The corners of Fu Xiao's mouth pulled out a reassuring smile, I didn't expect Ah Yun to look so thin, can she even hold me? The salty smell of blood mixed with the faint bamboo fragrance on Ink Frost Yun's body, and Fu Xiao fell asleep in the midst of this smell.

The soldiers next to the "Mo Family Master ......" looked embarrassed, all the people in Tongzhou were wrong to blame Fu Xiao, and the Xiyang County Lord was just an excuse used by Fu Sichong to start a war.

But no one present felt that she was pitiful, but a sense of admirability was born from the heart, and many veterans suddenly remembered that the female general who once commanded the battlefield and guarded Dayuan, Princess Changhuan.

"Can you please take me to the nearest resting place?"

"Oh, good."

Mo Shuangyun couldn't see the situation below Fu Sichong clearly, but Mo Hanying could see him clearly, "Have you grown so big?" ”

"Ding!" Fu Sichong's knife fell to the ground.

I thought Fu Sichong had no feelings for this daughter. Mo Hanying planned to open his mouth to comfort him, after all, he was also a courtier now, and he still needed some superficial skills. As soon as he looked up, he saw Fu Sichong's expression, not remorse or grief, but ...... Afraid.

Fu Sichong is indeed afraid, Fu Xiao has really grown into a person like her mother, not only strong on the outside, but also indestructible on the inside, he once thought that he saw Yuan's weak side, but later found out that Yuan Wei has always been stronger than him, and he Fu Sichong will be pressed by his own woman all his life. What Fu Xiao said really made him afraid, he would do what he said, Fu Xiao would definitely do it, she would definitely ......

Mo Hanying's face was disdainful, and the mud couldn't support the wall.

Records of the Bamboo Pavilion

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