It was late at night.

Outside the tent, the Liao and Bada people were still singing and dancing, celebrating the marriage of Nalan and Dong Muhe.

In the tent, Nalan was wearing a bright red wedding dress, and his face was also covered with makeup, and Nalan with makeup was even brighter.

She was expressionless, just sat motionless on the bed, until there was a messy footsteps outside the tent, Nalan raised her head, she knew that Dong Muhe was coming.

The drunken man walked into the tent, saw him come in, and the maids serving Nalan all bowed down and saluted, Dong Muhe didn't look at it, only rudely ordered them to retreat, and the maids withdrew in turn, and only Nalan and Dong Muhe were left in a huge tent.

Dong Muhe looked at the beauty in front of him, only to feel infinitely happy in his heart, he laughed loudly and walked towards Nalan.

"From now on, you will be my Dong Muhe's Yan clan." Dong Muhe patted his chest and pointed at Naland.

Nalan glanced at him, but his voice was very indifferent, and he only asked; "The remaining 30,000 soldiers and horses, when will you let them set off from Badha?"

Seeing her open her mouth and ask about the 30,000 horses, Dong Muhe frowned slightly, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Nalan's arm, "Tonight is the wedding night of the two of us, and when the hole is over, I will tell you when they will leave." ”

After Dong Muhe finished speaking, he pressed down towards Nalan, Nalan's figure flashed, and she dodged his lightness, her figure was smart, she stood up from the bed, and stood behind Dong Muhe.

"Dong Muhe, I have already married you, but if you want to get my body, you must first defeat Wanzhong Mountain. Otherwise, I will never depend on you. Nalan's voice was cold, and he didn't see any warmth in Dong Muhe's pupils.

When Dong Muhe heard this, he was immediately annoyed and angry, he sat up from the collapse and faced Nalan Dao; "Don't forget, you're already married to me, and I'm going to touch you tonight!"

After Dong Muhe finished speaking, he was about to pounce towards Nalan.

Nalan stepped back, and somehow took out a scimitar from his arms, and the tip of the knife pointed straight at Dong Muhe.

"You!" Dong Muhe's face changed.

Nalan didn't move, he just turned the handle of the knife indifferently, put the tip of the knife against his snow-white neck, and said to him; "If you force your way here, all you get is my corpse."

Dong Mu pointed his hand at Nalan, his dark eyes were shocked and angry, and he was speechless for a while.

"If you want to cave the house, send those 30,000 strong soldiers as soon as possible to recapture Mobei with my Daliao." Nalan's voice was calm until what time it was, and he looked at Dong Muhe like that, and spoke word by word.

Dong Muhe has been in love with her for many years, knowing that she has a strong temperament, and now she is ruined by her country, but he is indeed worried that he will provoke Nalan to do something stupid, he gritted his teeth, looked at the round knife in Nalan's hand, and finally said; "Okay, I promise you, but you also have to remember your own words, and when I help you defeat Wanzhong Mountain, you will follow me wholeheartedly."

Nalan didn't say anything.

Dong Muhe looked at her beautiful face, but he could see it, but he couldn't touch it, he was irritable, and after saying a word, he strode out of Nalan's tent.

After seeing him leave, Nalan's tense body suddenly relaxed, only to realize that a layer of cold sweat had formed on her back, she gasped, slowly let go of her hand, looked at the knife, and a sad smile slowly floated on the corner of her lips.

Wanjia Army Barracks.

When Qingzhou woke up at night, she saw that there was no figure of Wanzhong Mountain beside her, she was surprised, she stood up from the collapse, and by the candlelight, she saw a shadowy figure erected outside the tent, she knew that in order to avoid suspicion, every time Wanzhong Mountain came back at night, there were no personal soldiers outside their tents, and the guards were stationed a few meters away, and that figure was obviously Wanzhong Mountain.

Qingzhou was puzzled, so he only put on his clothes and got out of bed, and walked towards the outside of the tent.

"Heavy Mountain." Qingzhou lifted the curtain and whispered his name.

Wan Chongshan turned his head and looked at her standing there gracefully, he immediately opened his arms and protected her in his arms, using his chest to protect her from the night wind in the north.

"How did you get out?" Wan Chongshan hugged her slender waist, beware of her being cold, and immediately took her back to the tent.

Qingzhou's eyes were worried, looked into his eyes, and asked him, "Why did you go out, can't you sleep?"

Wan Chongshan hugged her body and sat down on the chair with her, he held her hand, and listened to her words lightly; "I can't sleep."

"Is there something on your mind?" Qingzhou is still worried.

Wan Chongshan laughed, he shook his head, and was silent for a moment before he spoke; "Nothing, just a little ..... I want Xiaobao. ”

Hearing this, Qingzhou was stunned at first, and then her whole heart was sour, thinking of the little baby, only to make her eyes suddenly wet, she covered her eyes, unwilling to let Wan Chongshan see the tears in her eyes, and her voice was very soft, slightly hoarse opening; "I thought I was the only one who would miss him."

These days, Qingzhou has been thinking about his son day and night, and Wan Chongshan is so busy, he is not training soldiers in the school field every day, or discussing the war in the main account, he has never mentioned Xiaobao, Qingzhou even thought that he had forgotten the little child, at this time to hear him talk like this, my heart is both surprised and bitter.

Seeing Qingzhou say this, Wan Chongshan shook his head, "He is my son, Yue'er, I miss him as much as you." ”

Qingzhou's nose was astringent, thinking of such a small child, so she ruthlessly threw it to her grandmother and nurse, she left for two months, and I don't know how he ate every day, how he slept every day, whether he was sick, whether he was sick, and the mother said yes, she was the mother when the child needed him most, and left him behind.

Qingzhou was very sad in his heart, and the tears that he had endured for a long time finally broke the embankment, looking at her tears, Wan Chongshan sighed and held her in his arms, "It's just that I'm afraid that you will cry, so I don't dare to tell you." ”

"Chongshan, I miss Xiaobao." Qingzhou leaned on his arms, tears falling on his chest one by one, almost wetting the placket on his chest: "When can we go back to Beijing to see him?" ”

Wan Chongshan stroked her face and wiped away those crystal tears for her, he remembered Li Yunzhao's instructions before leaving, he not only wanted to destroy the remnants of the Great Liao, but also to find an opportunity to annihilate the rest of the tribes, large and small, and completely disintegrate the threat of the Hu people to the north.

Seeing that Wan Chongshan didn't speak, Qingzhou's heart gradually cooled, her voice was very small, and she muttered; "Isn't it going to be a long time before we can go back?"

Ten thousand mountains touched her forehead and said to her; "Yue'er, I promise you, I will finish this battle as soon as possible, and I won't let your mother and son be separated for too long."

Qingzhou choked back tears, buried his face in his chest, Wan Chongshan hugged her body, noticed her thoughts about the child, only let him feel a little sour in his heart, ask himself, he is entangled in all kinds of things on weekdays, and there is no effort to miss the distant child, only in the middle of the night, he often sees his child in his dreams, this night is the same, he dreamed that Xiaobao let the nurse hold, in the swaddling to himself giggles, only let him look at the heart is very soft, he strode towards the child, want to hold his son in his arms, He woke up from his sleep, and in his arms was the sleeping face of the light boat.

He remembered the dream, but felt that he could no longer sleep peacefully, so he simply got up from the bed and walked out of the tent unconsciously.

Thinking of the child's small, soft, and frankincense little body, Wan Chongshan also misses Chenghai in his heart, as a father, he is already like this, not to mention the mother who was pregnant for ten months and died nine times before giving birth to the child?

Wan Chongshan was very guilty every time he thought of this, he stroked Qingzhou's back, and just wanted to coax her to sleep, when he heard a sudden rush of footsteps outside the tent, his body shook, and he came to look for himself in the middle of the night, it would only be a big incident in the army.

Wan Chongshan listened intently, and the voice of the herald was already sounding outside, and he spoke respectfully into the tent; "Lord Qiqi, my subordinates have important things to report."

"Say!" Wan Chongshan spat out a word loudly.

"The Great Liao colluded with the Dada people, and the King of the Great Liao Khan led the army together with the Khan of the Dada Kingdom, approaching Mobei!"

"How many of them are there?" Wanzhongshan's gesture was slightly loose, still holding the waist of the light boat.

"Back to the prince, General Luo said, I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of people."

Wan Chongshan's eyebrows twisted.

"Heavy Mountain ....." Qingzhou looked at his expression and knew that this matter was very tricky.

Wan Chongshan retracted his expression, he settled down in the light boat, and said to her; "Sleep by yourself first, I'll go to the main tent first."

After speaking, Wan Chongshan tucked the quilt for her, leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, and then got up and strode out.

Qingzhou looked at his back, thinking of the successive battles, only to feel endless tiredness floating in his heart, such days, I don't know when it will be the end.

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