The battle between Tanglin and the Night Underworld is still in full swing. Without the help behind Hualuo City, the two countries could be regarded as a tie later. Those days of fear have finally come to an end. The war is over, and whoever wins will suffer the people. Who said that the people of the night are not living beings? Today's lives are devastated, and no matter what country it is, it is an irreparable wound.

Shortly after the night in the Imperial Study. Hua Luocheng found out that she was pregnant with Mo Zhanting's child. Mo Zhanting was ecstatic, since the day he learned that Hua Luocheng was pregnant, he had never been to the early court, he almost accompanied Hua Luocheng all day long, and did everything himself. It can be said that he is afraid of melting in his mouth, and he is afraid of falling when he holds it in his hand.

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty sighed, Hualuocheng was a bewitching woman, and she took away Mo Zhanting's soul. Many times they jointly wrote to Mo Zhanting to kill her.

There has never been a monarch in the history of the night who favors a concubine like this; There has never been anything like this in the history of the Nightshade... Woe to the country's demon girl.

But Mo Zhanting didn't be happy for too long, although he tried his best to guard against the concubines in the harem who were not very stable, but the children in Hualuocheng were still not saved.

But under his nose, Hua Luocheng only drank a small half bowl of crab soup sent by the queen, and only a few hours later, Hua Luocheng began to bleed profusely...

It is said that the lights in the palace were dyed until dawn the next day

It is said that as the emperor, Mo Zhanting hugged the unconscious Hua Luocheng and cried

It is said that Mo Zhanting became angry and imprisoned the queen in the Fengming Hall for life

Reputedly...

For a while, almost everyone said that Mo Zhanting was greedy for beauty and absurdity, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel that creation made people. Although everyone said that Mo Zhanting was a faint king, Gu Nianci knew that he just loved the girl in front of him.

Hua Luocheng didn't have much sadness on his face when he talked about the child he used to be. According to her, even without that bowl of crab soup, she would not have given birth to the child. Because she can't, and doesn't want to.

Seven days after her abortion, Mo Zhanting finally started to go to court again under the pressure of the ministers and officials, Hua Luocheng had already made up his mind to leave, and now he finally had a chance. She is a paranoid and terrible person, and once she makes up her mind, Hua Luocheng's mobility is always terrifying.

As soon as the sun went down, she told the palace people to rest, and the palace people did so. Because he had long been accustomed to her various whims, Hua Luocheng turned out the white dress he wore when he met Yan Haonan, dressed up, painted his eyebrows and lips, and was meticulous. The huge courtyard was so quiet that she could hear the sound of the leaves falling, which reminded her of the world full of ginkgo leaves.

She wanted to find Yan Haonan, but first she had to go to the palace. But fortunately, in order not to let her be wronged, Mo Zhanting once gave her a jade plaque, and in any case, as long as she was willing to show it, she had a majesty similar to Mo Zhanting. She had never encountered a time when she needed this brand, the women in the harem had never troubled her, and even the queen had never felt sorry for her. I have to say that Yan Yaning is really a model of everyone's beauty, and if it weren't for her, Yan Yaning would definitely respect Mo Zhanting like a guest and achieve the legend of a generation of Ming monarchs and virtuous queens.

Hua Luocheng opened the back door of the palace, and just poked out a foot, she was pushed back by someone covering her mouth, she tried to open her eyes in the dark and wanted to see the person clearly, the night was dark, she should not be able to see anything clearly, but she felt the familiar temperature "Yan Hao..."

"Changping... How are you here! Yan Haonan looked a little anxious under the moonlight, he was wearing civilian clothes. Hua Luocheng rarely saw him in civilian clothes, compared to when he was wearing armor, he was more humane at this moment. Seeing that he was anxious to take care of himself, Hua Luocheng felt that his decision was worth it. Only this person is worthy to go with her to that world. Ignoring Yan Haonan's eager look, she leaned on his chest, crossed his waist with both hands, and closed her eyes. Yan Haonan's body stiffened in an instant. Hua Luocheng suddenly felt sad and leaned on his arms, choked Changping and couldn't say any more.

Hua Luocheng looked up at him, listening to him call his familiar but unfamiliar name. She knew that she had guessed correctly, and that night they had a long conversation in the study, and they must have talked about her true identity, although she didn't know why Mo Zhanting had kept her until now. She smiled at him: "I protect the family, you protect the country, we are doing the same thing... Haonan..."She called his name in the softest voice in her life. It was the most beautiful voice Yan Haonan had ever heard.

"Go back, it's getting so late..." Before he could finish speaking, Hua Luocheng interrupted him, "I'm getting out of here." She looked into his eyes, her face full of seriousness. Yan Haonan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly smiled at her: "Okay, it's good to leave, put on my cloak and walk through the main entrance." Go faster, get out of here, leave the Imperial City, and go back to your home..."Yan Haonan held Hua Luocheng's shoulder, a little eager, spoke very quickly, looked firm, and took out his waist card and handed it to her.

Hua Luocheng looked at him a little funny: "You forgot, if I still have a home, how can I come here?" ”

Yan Haonan has been in the army for many years, and it is not that he has never encountered fine work. But he had never encountered such a fine work, she was beautiful, magnificent, brave, intelligent, and almost perfect. The only regret is that they belong to different camps. He forcibly stuffed his waist card into Hua Luocheng's hand, and stopped for a moment: "Concubine Luo, if you want to leave, let's go quickly, if it's later, even if the emperor opens the net, the ministers also..."

The word "concubine" is like two needles, and it is fiercely inserted in the heart of Hua Luocheng. She smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and returned the waist card in her hand, "If I take the general's waist card, I'm afraid it will affect the general." There seemed to be endless vicissitudes between Yan Haonan's eyebrows, and Hua Luocheng wanted to raise his hand to touch Yan Haonan's eyebrows. But halfway up her hand, she suddenly realized a problem that she had overlooked.

She has always wanted to take Yan Haonan away and go to her world together, this is a privilege that even Mo Zhanting has never had, but she has never asked him if he is willing, in her world, only she is willing or not, whether she gives it or not, and has never considered anything else. Therefore, she has never asked Yan Haonan what he meant. But... Will he go with her? Give up the identity of a major general, give up the life admired by thousands of people, and just be an ordinary person in the world... Is he willing?

Thinking of this, Hua Luocheng's face was dyed with a trace of sadness, and she wanted to withdraw her hand a little indifferently. Yan Haonan grabbed her hand and plucked up his courage: "I'll take you away!" Build a house in the ginkgo forest, stay away from strife, and live the life of a fairy couple! He still remembers her careless words back then. Hua Luocheng's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, since the farewell of the year, she enjoyed her glory, he fought on the battlefield... Over the years, a few words have been precious.

Yan Haonan is destined to be the sweetheart of Hua Luocheng, and only two people who love each other deeply in their hearts can understand each other's intentions. He leaned down and kissed him fiercely, Hua Luocheng waited for this moment for a long time, and finally responded.

That was the best memory of Hua Luocheng's life, her lover stood with her, and what he loved was not Princess Changping, but a little woman in the world.

But beauty has always been only for a moment, and lovers have always only seen each other in their eyes. So much so that neither of them found the figure cast on the blue brick ground. This scene added the most ironic touch to Mo Zhanting's life. One is his most important general who grew up together, and the other is his beloved concubine.

Mo Zhanting was an emperor, so even if he was angry, he didn't scold. He just neatly drew his sword from Yan Haonan's waist, pulled it past Hua Luocheng, and the strength was so great that he almost threw her to the ground. The knife rested on her neck, "I gave you a chance!" I've given you a chance so many times! What is it? Is this your discord meter! Luo Guifei! His voice suppressed grief and indignation, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"Have you ever been cute with me?" Mo Zhanting's face was stained with a hint of sadness. At this moment, Mo Zhanting is not the emperor, he is just a man in the world who can't be loved, "If you go back with me now, I can act as if nothing happened..." Are you in love with me? Hua Luocheng asked very unconfidently. Mo Zhanting is good everywhere, her appearance, and her birth are more than a star and a half better than Yan Haonan, if she hadn't deliberately calculated and met Mo Zhanting first, it would definitely not be the result she is now. But there is no if in everything, she has fallen in love with Yan Haonan, and Mo Zhanting is not her sweetheart.

Yan Haonan didn't kneel down or explain in a word, he stepped forward and held the blade with his hand to stop Mo Zhanting's next step, and the blood slid down the tip of the knife, falling drop by drop on Hua Luocheng's white clothes.

"Don't kill her." Yan Haonan has always been silent, Xu is used to being in the army all the year round, and at this moment he only said these three words, without honorifics.

Hua Luocheng stood in place, looking at the tip of the knife slightly out of concentration, this sword was as sharp as it was back then, and it was through this sword that she determined Yan Haonan's identity. Now that I think about it, it's really a trick.