"If you want to drink, I'll drink with you." Leng Yue looked back at him coldly, and Cathers looked at him drunken and misty, through the mist, but there was a flash of water in the depths of his eyes.

"Who the hell are you? Xiaoxue won't look like this, you...... You're not her. Kathers looked straight at her, her face already pale as paper, and she grew more and more frighteningly pale.

Leng Yue was miserable in her heart, but she had to laugh: "Yes, I am not Xiaoxue, and you are no longer the prince." ”

"You're ......," Cathers stared in a trance.

He suddenly smiled, sat back on the chair, his sideburns were scattered, his expression was sad, Leng Yue bit his lip fiercely, picked up half a glass of residual wine on the table, and poured it on his face, "Cathers, you see clearly, I am the concubine of the Holy Dragon, the woman who destroyed your country!" Wine dripped from his brow and face, and he lifted his face, closed his eyes and smiled, tears running down the corners of his eyes.

Leng Yue smiled abruptly, "I put so much effort into it, just to let you live, but you ...... You've let me down so much. If you think that if you hurt yourself repeatedly, I will regret it...... Then you're thinking wrong! ”

Leng Yue resolutely turned around, not wanting to see him expose himself and abandon himself.

"Xiaoxue!" Behind him came his low call, which was heard in his ears, and he was extremely sad. Leng Yue's heart was suffocated, and she couldn't help but pause, and she was suddenly hugged tightly by him from behind. His cold lips fell to her neck, warm tears, cold lips, entangled in the skin of her sideburns, desperate, hot and lingering......

"Don't go, don't leave me." His hands clasped tightly around her waist, holding her immobile, as if he were using all his strength to grasp the last driftwood.

His body trembled, holding Leng Yue and refusing to let go. She stopped struggling, and let him hold him silently, motionless.

For a long time, for a long time, Leng Yue finally gritted her teeth and broke away from his embrace: "Remember, I am a demon concubine, a woman who destroyed your country." After saying that, she didn't look back, leaving Kethers' affection behind.

The night is deeper, and everything is quiet.

Leng Yueping retired from the maid, and unconsciously changed the years, it has been eight years since she entered the palace...... Eight years, and another eight years of life.

From fifteen cardamom to twenty-three flowers, the endless ups and downs, joys and sorrows, all in these eight years. When I want to remember, it is fleeting.

"My lord, stay here, the concubine has already rested!" Walking outside, reading books, and the mysterious voices of the Internet were mixed, disturbing Leng Yue's mind.

"Who's making a fuss?" Cold Moon stepped out of the inner room.

It was nearly three watches, and there was Mu Feng in front of the door.

I couldn't see his face clearly under the moonlight, but I saw that he was not dressed properly, as if he had just come all the way from home.

"What's going on?" Leng Yue blurted out.

"Concubine Niangniang......" He took a step forward, holding a thin red fold in his hand, which was a secret fold to convey emergency military information.

Mu Feng looked straight at Leng Yue, his face had never been so pale, and even his voice was different from usual: "I just received an urgent military report of eight hundred miles, a few days ago, there was a change in the northern border, General Fang led his troops deep into the Desperate Ridge, and encountered a Turkic sneak attack...... Lose your voice! ”

Leng Yue was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood, and his ears exploded, and he clearly saw his lips together, but he couldn't hear what he said.

Someone around her held her hand tightly.

With a breath of relief, Leng Yue broke away from the person beside him, and reached out to grab the secret fold in his hand.

"The current situation is unclear, the concubine must not be frightened......" Mu Feng said hurriedly.

"Give it to me!" Leng Yue was suddenly angry, and snatched the fold with her hand, the handwriting was clear, but she couldn't understand it, and suddenly she didn't recognize a word. She couldn't hear what someone was saying to her, she just wanted to see what was written on the paper. It was so noisy that the buzzing voices around her made her dizzy, and cold sweat kept breaking out...... Without saying a word, she turned abruptly and ran back into the room, blocking everyone out.

Under the lamp, the white paper and black words seemed to float on the paper, constantly jumping and changing, piercing the pain in the eyes.

Fang Qingzhuo pacified the harassment of Dawan Kingdom, and on the way back to the camp, he suddenly encountered a mutation in the sky, and a blizzard suddenly came, and the Dawan army took the opportunity to sneak attack the rear army, and Fang Qingzhuo led the forward to return to the aid and was ambushed and defeated. Retreating to the mountain pass, the snow avalanche collapsed, and the vanguard army had already entered the valley, and there was no trace of it, and it was feared that something bad had happened.

The lines of handwriting gradually floated and trembled, but it was Leng Yue's own hands trembling.

It was dark in front of her, and she gradually couldn't see clearly, the heavens and the earth rotated, and the darkness pressed down on her.

Impossible, this is not true, anyone can fail, Fang Qingzhuo must not! He is God, the unbeatable god of war! What is the meaning of "lost trace", it is obviously nonsense, but he is temporarily blocked by the blizzard, he will definitely return to the camp safely, and he will be fine! Leng Yue struggled with her last will to support the edge of the table, and there seemed to be a weak and clear voice in her heart, "He will definitely come back...... I'm going to wait for him to come back! ”

The door was pushed open, and they forced their way in with a look of panic.

Whose voice was crying, as if it was coming from far away, Leng Yue turned around blankly, "What are you crying about?" ”

In front of him were Mu Feng and Ruyi, who seemed to be shocked by her look and stayed there.

"Get out." Leng Yue raised her hand and pointed to the door, "Get me out." She had to think about it, it shouldn't be like this, it couldn't be like this, there must be something wrong, something must be wrong, they must be wrong. However, she couldn't think of what was wrong, she clearly felt that it was wrong, but her mind was blank. I can't think of anything else, my heart is full of Fang Qingzhuo, Fang Qingzhuo, Fang Qingzhuo......

"The matter has come to this, I hope that the concubine will mourn on her mother's day!" Mu Feng took a step forward, wanting to hold her.

"Shut up!"

He froze, bowed his head, and retreated silently.

Leng Yue paused, something flashed in his mind, and he hit the center with a bang.

A secret letter is a secret letter. Fang Qingzhuo's last secret letter to himself, there must be some mystery there.

She was shocked, and in an instant, her mind turned, and she slowly pushed Ruyi away, "You go out, I'm fine, let me be alone!" ”

Ruyi was stunned for a moment, retreated, and Mu Feng and the people on the left and right outside all retreated cleanly.

Leng Yue pressed her forehead, her mind was in chaos, and there was a faint hint of something very important about to jump out, but she couldn't grasp the clue.

Leng Yue stood up, rushed to the front of the case, picked up the secret letter sent with the song, and looked at it word by word, without the slightest abnormality, and looked at it again and again under the lamp, but still found nothing. This secret letter is nothing important, it is a bit like a common thing, this is definitely not Fang Qingzhuo's character, there must be a mystery here.

There was a faint sound of Mu Feng and Ruyi outside, which seemed to be Mu Feng's desire to come in and visit.

In a panic, Leng Yue tried her best to think about the hints of the past, and finally, she found a clue in the four or five words of the four lines, which were connected to "Xiao-Xin-Feng-Yue".

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