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"Who are you?" The man exclaimed. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

Who knew that the woman didn't look at him, smiled at the oncoming woman, and said, "You are Chu Qiao?" ”

Chu Qiao nodded, looked deeply, and saw that the woman's eyebrows were clear and beautiful, her skin could be broken by blowing, her eyes were warm, and her face was soft. There was a faint bit of heroism on her face, and she looked at Chu Qiao heartily and generously, not at all afraid that she was also being looked at by others. However, what attracted Chu Qiao's attention the most was not her appearance, but the cloak she was wearing, if she remembered correctly, this dress was still worn on Zhuge Yue's body last night.

Seeing this, her eyes tightened slightly, and her eyebrows slowly wrinkled.

"My young master asked me to give this to you."

It was the remnant red sword, Chu Qiao stretched out his hand to take it, nodded and thanked: "Thank you, I don't know the girl's surname?" ”

"My surname is Meng, I think we'll meet again soon, farewell."

After that, the woman surnamed Meng pulled the reins of the horse, and the war horse quickly turned around, leaving the puffed Commander He Xiao standing in place indignantly.

"My lord, who is this woman?"

The guards around were all the elite team of the Southwest Town Government Envoy, and they were all the most trustworthy subordinates, Chu Qiao did not shy away from it, and said lightly: "Come to think of it, this is Major General Meng Feng of the Megatron Xia Yan battlefield in the past six months." ”

"Meng Feng? That little granddaughter of Montene? ”

Chu Qiao didn't speak, lowered his head and pulled out the crimson sword, the sharp edge of the sword could faintly shine out of her dark eyes. It's been two years since she's seen this sword, and in the past two years, she's been able to use the Moonbreaker Sword.

Ge Qi asked in a low voice, "She is the granddaughter of Montene?" How do I look like it? To be honest, I look at it, but it's a bit like our Princess Baisheng. ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" He Xiao hurriedly explained, "She is an orphan girl adopted by General Meng, and she has been raised as a boy since she was a child, and she also went to Shangwutang to study with the men of the Meng family." After Zhuge Yue was promoted to the governor of soldiers and horses, she was also sent to his subordinates on errands, and she has been extremely active on the battlefield for half a year, how did she come here? My lord, should we catch up and find out? There may be fraud. ”

Chu Qiao didn't speak, just quietly looked at the sword and was distracted. He Xiao shouted twice before she replied, her face looked calm, and she said lightly: "Today's incident, it's best for everyone not to see it." ”

As soon as he said this, everyone suddenly understood, and the army continued to march.

At the same time, Meng Feng finally caught up with Zhuge Yue and the others who were walking in disguise, she secretly took off her cloak and handed it to Zhuge Yue's personal guard, then changed her clothes, walked to Zhuge Yue's side with a comfortable demeanor, and said, "The thing has been sent." ”

Zhuge Yue didn't seem to listen, and walked straight away. Meng Feng looked at his back with a smile, but his head was analyzing hard, there are generally two kinds of people who leave without waiting for others to finish speaking, one is not interested in this matter at all, and the other is afraid of being seen through the fluctuations in his heart. She looked at herself, a classmate of Shangwutang, whistling leisurely, what was Zhuge Dadu thinking, it was really known to the world!

"It's worth it, it's worth it." Three days later, Chu Qiao finally arrived at the Yanbei military camp under the Xuekui River. After unloading the grain and grass, it was already dark, Chu Qiao was left to eat, and after eating, he chatted with some colleagues for a few words, and then went back to his camp.

I haven't seen him for a year, and Ping An has grown a lot, as if he is already a big boy. He happily boiled water for her, chattering and talking, looking very affectionate.

Yan Xun is not in the army, now next to the blood Kwai River to build a pass, named Longyin Pass, and Yanming Pass across a river from afar, Yanbei army all gathered in the pass, he has moved the military headquarters to the pass, usually rarely come here.

After trekking in the snow for several days, she hadn't taken a comfortable bath for a long time, and at the moment lying in the bathtub, she was so comfortable that she just wanted to sleep, but there was still an official document to be approved, so she had to quickly take a combat bath, and then dragged her tired body to sit under the lamp and look at it carefully.

The night was getting darker and darker, even the air was a unique smell in the army, the lights shone on Chu Qiao's face, and half of the thin silhouette was projected on the tent, and from the outside, it was a clear and beautiful shadow.

I haven't seen Yan Xun for a year, and this year, except for normal correspondence, they have almost no intersection, and occasionally there are letters, which are also businesslike.

It wasn't until a while ago that an old woman suddenly came to Huihui Mountain, found Chu Qiao, and put down the things that Yan Xun told her to bring one by one, and then praised Chu Qiao with auspicious words, and after talking for a long time, Chu Qiao understood that she was sent by Yan Xun to kiss.

Say pro? What a funny thing, two people want to live together for a lifetime, but they want others to grind these three-inch tongues, and the relationship between the two of them has reached the point where they need to say kiss.

Mama is nominally to come to kiss, but in fact, she is just here to inform her. The flowing dowry filled Chu Qiao's room, along the corridor to the courtyard, all of which were rare treasures, such as the child's fist-sized Dongzhu, the finished coral more than one person high, the cicada silk gauze that can fly up by blowing a breath, the jade jade shoes carved from the jade of Cuilan Saigon, the bloodstone pendant tears produced in Minglang Mountain, the colorful enamel color of Nangong, and the rare treasures and rare furs of the Western Regions, etc., as if the magnificence of the world, all in front of them in an instant, the golden light is bright, and people can't open their eyes. And Yan Xun also said that he would build a Nada Palace on Sunset Mountain as her residence. At this time, Chu Qiao knew that the word "Nada" was originally in the Northland Hu language, which means beloved.

All the luxuries imaginable in the world were in front of her, maybe she should be moved, maybe she should be in tears, excited and grateful, but there was not a trace of joy in her heart. She sat on a bamboo and rattan chair, her fingertips pale and cold. If it was a year ago, she might have jumped up with joy, but now, she always feels that this is Yan Xun's disguised comfort and compensation for her.

Yan Xun gradually changed, becoming unrecognizable to her, and many times, she would wonder what the meaning of what she had done. Even if Yan Xun wins, it is just the Yan family replacing the Zhao family, one dynasty replacing another dynasty, all her previous ideas are moving towards another track, and she is still shamelessly deceiving those kind people, encouraging them to rebuild their homes, encouraging them to actively join the army, encouraging them to fight bravely against the enemy, they threw their heads and blood on the battlefield, thinking that they were building a different era for future generations, but in the end, maybe it was just a sacrifice in vain. These simple people, they are fighting a battle that has nothing to do with them, and they have no idea.

Whenever he thought of this, Chu Qiao felt that he was a bastard, a complete liar.

She leaned quietly on the desk, her head resting on the scroll, a little tired, the candle flame flickered faintly, and from time to time a trace of candle flame burst out, everything was so quiet, in a trance, she seemed to be about to fall asleep.

Yan Xun had been standing outside the tent for a long time, and when he learned that Chu Qiao had arrived a day earlier, he rode his horse overnight and returned to the base camp with only more than twenty guards. In the current situation, such an approach is obviously very irrational, and there are too many people who want his life now, not only Daxia and Inu Rong, but even Yan Bei, including his seemingly loyal courtiers. However, the desire to see her was so urgent that he rarely lost his mind, but he came all the way and stood in front of her tent, but he did not dare to go in.

The king of Yanbei, who intimidates the world, Yan Xun, who rushed into the hinterland of Great Xia with men and horses in the precarious situation of Yanbei, is afraid of a small tent at the moment, and even feels that it is a luxury to approach.

Mama Yin came back and said that Achu was so happy that when she heard about the marriage, she cried with joy, and knelt on the ground and thanked her loudly. He knew that it was the old man who said it to make him happy, how could someone like Achu cry with joy in front of them? How could you kneel on the ground and thank him? They had been together for so many years, and he could almost imagine her expression when she heard all this, she would have sat there indifferently, listening to the old mama's chatter, quietly not saying a word, her eyes wandering, as if she was listening, as if she was not listening, and then when she finished speaking, she nodded her head lightly and said, "I know."

Yes, exactly.

Yan Xun simulated that scene in her mind, with the scroll and document on her side that had not yet had time to close, the tea on the table that had already cooled down, she was wearing a homely cotton shirt, sitting on a chair, her long hair was scattered on her sides, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

Although, it was their marriage, and it was a marriage they had fantasized about countless times when they were in Zhenhuang.

Yan Xun didn't know what was wrong, he might know, but he didn't want to face it. He thought, he still trusted Ah Chu, he knew that whoever betrayed him in this world, Ah Chu would not. But it was precisely because of this that he didn't want to keep her in the army, and didn't want her to have too much contact with the Southwest Town Envoy. Things will always change, and even if you don't have this idea, other people and other things will push you, hold you, and drive you down this path. He feared that one day, the position would put him and her against each other, and they would not be able to retreat when they both had a group of supporters standing behind them.

Achu is an excellent military strategist, but not an excellent politician, and she will never understand how much darkness there is in politics. And how much blood will he have to wade through to achieve what he wants? How many human heads are built into a mountain? He did not regret it, it was all of his own free will, and he was not forced to become a prostitute, no one forced him to do so, he even enjoyed it, and enjoyed the process of scheming and killing very much. The resentment and hatred accumulated in his heart over the years gnawed at him day and night like worms, and those humiliations were nightmares that he could never forget in his life. However, he only hoped that while he was doing all this, she would not watch from the sidelines, not staring at him with her black and white eyes, and then gradually lose hope and gradually despair.

Maybe she will be angry now, but time will erase everything, and he will spend a lifetime to make up for it and explain it.

Yan Xun smiled firmly, and when he sat in the world, she would understand what he had done today.

The light in the big tent reflected a thin shadow, and the outline of his eyebrows and eyes was so clear that he could even distinguish where the nose was, where the eyes were, and where the hands were.

The moon shone on his body, the black big fur looked heavy and depressed, the man's figure was gloomy, behind him was a barren white, and there were warriors in the distance singing Yanbei long tune, the tune was melodious and tactful, as if it was going to turn to the sky.

Yan Xun slowly stretched out his hand, and under the illumination of the moonlight, a faint gray shadow was projected on the tent. Yan Xun's hand was raised high, closer, closer and closer, and finally, the gray shadow touched the tip of the black shadow's nose, cheeks, and forehead, and the virtual light and shadow simulated the outline of the woman in the tent, like a lover's hand.

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