The waning moon hangs alone, the stars are sparse and the stars are shining, and the golden tower stands lonely in the palace as in the past, and its position is so embarrassing, it does not belong to the front bed or the harem.

The first emperor Xiao Yang liked to be pure and loved to be alone, so it was located in the east of the middle of the palace, built on the lotus pond, and opened up a glazed pure land.

There are many colorful koi fish in the pond and cruising under the lotus flowers, and the first emperor often looks at it for an afternoon.

The water surface is paved with a zigzag white marble bridge, which is carved with delicate patterns, and there is no bridge at the bottom.

People who come and go, as soon as they look up, they can see the Golden Gate Tower, the magnificent figure of Zhu Jin.

Han Qing stood by the window, holding the book brought by Murong Bai in his hand, but he didn't read a word for half a minute, and his slender eyes looked into the boundless night.

There was no green shadow in the field of vision.

Han Qing looked at the waning moon, dimly bright, and sighed, a little annoyed with his impulsiveness, in case the moon shadow was caught, wouldn't it be an extraneous branch for him to return to the northern cold next month.

However, if he succeeded, this huge gain overwhelmed Han Qing's concerns, and if he failed, he immediately fled back to Beihan.

Suddenly, the familiar footsteps of a single person were remembered outside the door, and Han Qing's ears moved in surprise, and he immediately turned around.

"How did you come so late?" Han Qing looked at the moon shadow that pushed the door and entered the ground, and asked with concern.

"This matter, it's a long story, I narrowly met the emperor on the road. You can see this thing as soon as possible, I need to put it back as soon as possible. Moon Shadow said as she quickly closed the door and window, pulling a roll of sheepskin from her sleeve.

Han Qing quickly took it and spread it out on the table, his face could not hide the excitement and ecstasy, and his eyes greedily scanned the content of the picture on it.

Before a third of an hour had passed, Han Qing cautiously rolled it up, handed it to Moon Shadow and said, "I have already remembered, you return it quickly."

Moon Shadow nodded, and when she stepped out of the threshold, she glanced back at Han Qing, who was still immersed in excitement, and said sadly, "Childe, are you really going to take Moon Shadow away?"

Han Qing raised his head to say goodbye, his thin lips hooked a charming smile, and he promised: "Naturally, go back and be careful."

Moon Shadow smiled poignantly, and the smile on her fair cheeks was indescribably magnificent.

The tears in her eyes slid down her cheeks as the wooden door slowly closed, wrapped in tears: attachment, absoluteness, hope, misery......

With a soft posture, he slammed into the ground with a chokely mentality, and let out a silent lament.

The sound of her footsteps grew farther and farther away in his ears.

Han Qing stared at it with a deep sudden, the tears that smeared on the ground for a long time, and guilt appeared in his heart for the first time.

But the guilt was soon overshadowed by ecstasy, and the blueprint that had just come to his mind came to his mind, if he was asked to lead the troops, where to invade first.

It must be Stone City, if this place is captured, Mu Yun will lose his way out. Just now, the military defense formation map, such an important place, although it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but it is actually deployed 10,000 troops, which is undoubtedly a small loophole.

If it is a surprise attack, come to an inside and outside, isn't it difficult for Muyun to escape in the palm of his hand?

The more Han Qing thought about it, the hotter his heart became, the boiling blood evaporated his sleepiness, and he couldn't wait to immediately put on his wings and fly back to Beihan, tell Beihan Mo the huge weakness of the enemy's troops, and then lead his troops to attack Mu Yun.

However, the matter is only half the battle, and Moon Shadow doesn't know if he has succeeded in returning the picture? Han Qing began to suffer from gains and losses again, and for the first time, he tasted the torment of others.

Until the moon sets in the west and the sun rises in the east, a cold spring breeze slips through the window, mischievously turning the pages of the book, making a whooshing sound.

Han Qing pillowed his chin with one hand, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, the eyeballs under his eyelids turned rapidly, and suddenly the dream sky collapsed, and the earth shook trembly.

A horse's neighing pierced the nightmare, and Han Qing slammed to the ground, suddenly opening his sharp eyes.

He saw the quiet inner wall of the carriage, and the carriage rolled sullenly underneath, and he saw through the translucent white veil the horses moving forward in an orderly manner.

These days, the tears in the corners of her eyes are getting clearer and clearer in his dreams, as if someone has installed a magnifying glass in his mind.

She hadn't been to the Golden Gate Tower since that night, and her good sister Sunkage had taken her place.

Sunshadow tells him that Moonshadow has not looked quite right since he returned last night, and that he suddenly fell ill without warning, and that he couldn't get out of bed in depression, and that he would return after two days.

Han Qing smiled kindly and said that let her recuperate well, and she would wait for her to come back from her illness.

However, after two days, Sunkage sadly said that her condition was a little bad, and her consciousness began to become confused, and when she was confused, she muttered to herself: She has sinned and should be punished by the Bodhisattva.

Han Qing still smiled kindly at Riying and said that she should not be stressed, recuperate well, and wait for her to come back.

Han Qing had doubts in his heart if the matter had been discovered and Moon Shadow had been controlled, and he deliberately asked to bring Moon Shadow's token over.

Sunshadow soon came, and Moon Shadow was half-dusk and half-clear, and he personally embroidered a handkerchief with Moon Shadow coughing blood on it.

Sun Shadow anxiously told him: Moon Shadow has been ineffective in the past few days, and there are more and more times when he is delirious, and last night Moon Shadow stayed up all night embroidering and suddenly spat blood.

Han Qing forced himself to squeeze out a kind smile again: he believed that Moon Shadow would survive and come back when he was cured.

After another two days, Sun Shadow said with tears in her eyes that the medicine stone was ineffective against Moon Shadow's illness, and the Imperial Doctor diagnosed her with heart disease, and secretly revealed that Moon Shadow had been talking about Han Gongzi when she was in a coma.

Sunshadow seemed to know something through the signs, something between him and Moon Shadow, but nothing was clear.

Han Qing wanted to go to find out the authenticity, but looking at the blood-stained scarf, he suddenly felt timid, and said in his heart: If she dies of illness, won't he be relaxed?

That day, when he was told that he could leave Muyun, Sunshadow ran up to him early in the morning and told him that Moon Shadow seemed to be dying.

The seriously ill Moon Shadow begged to see Han Qing.

Han Qing still held back a kind smile on his face, and said to the panicked and frightened Sun Shadow: Moon Shadow is a good girl, and God will bless her illness to get better.

Led by the general, he straightened his back and stepped out of the prison without looking at the expression of the sun shadow behind him.

He didn't think about taking Moon Shadow away at all, it was just a ploy, Han Qing said to himself.

The car stopped, and the sound of horses' hooves approached crisply, and a cold jade sword head leaned outside, and the white veil was opened, and the starry eyes appeared behind the curtain, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Han Qing gathered his emotions, pitifully propped himself up with his palms, and sat down again, the thick cold rope chains on his hands and ankles rubbed against each other, making a piercing collision sound.

He patted the dust on his hands, opened his palms and saw that the palm of his hand was delicately scratched through the skin, and it was really in Muyun for a while, and the body became hypocritical.

Han Qing turned his slender neck, looked back and said, "General Mu, it's all because you are unhappy and unwilling to unlock it and hurt me."

Murong Bai looked at Han Qing's deflated appearance, squinted his eyes with a smile, showed his white teeth, and snickered: "Before you return to Beihan, the suspicion has not been eliminated, and you can only wronged Han Yuma."

Han Yu didn't cry on the battlefield immediately, why did he have a small injury today, but he was so angry. ”

Han Qing secretly sharpened his tiger teeth, this guy has been good at verbal skills in the past few days, and he sometimes loses the verbal battle. I was so angry that I just wanted to drag this eye-catching grandson off the horse and beat him up.

He suspected that Murong Bai was deliberately locking him up for his personal gain, and took revenge for his mischief last time he deliberately blurred the ambiguous relationship between the two in front of the emperor.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Murong Bai took out a box of plasters from his arms, threw them into the car and said, "Wipe it carefully, don't look back and rely on me again."

"General Mu, you just make amends?" Han Qing glanced at the plaster, and said with slanted eyes.

Murong Bai picked the pair of high-spirited sword eyebrows, turned over neatly and handsomely from the white horse, handed over the reins to the subordinates beside him, opened the curtain and stepped into the car.

He picked up the plaster on the ground, sat down elegantly face to face, took Han Qing's hand, looked at it carefully, and continued to tease: "Han Yuma is not only better than a female lady, but also has a more female temperament."

The anger in Han Qing's eyes exploded, and he said in his heart: It was really not a house for three days, and he actually climbed on his head to make a fortune.

Just wanted to withdraw his hand and teach Murong Bai a good lesson, but Murong Bai firmly squeezed his palm, and his eyes were full of hateful smiles.

Say fast at this time, slow at that time.

Han Qing's elbow quickly struck at his disgusting face, Murong Bai's neck flashed to the right, his elbow immediately returned the attack, and he stretched out his foot and stepped on the chain between his hands.

Han Qing was suddenly restricted from moving, and was pulled by the force of the iron cable, and pounced straight down on Murong Bai.

Han Qing quickly supported the ground with his injured hand, his brows furrowed slightly, and the two of them were eye to eye, ten centimeters closer.

The back of Murong Bai's head slammed on the ground, his mind fluttered, and he went blank in an instant, and his eyes stared straight at Han Qing's indefensible face for a long time.

Han Qing's palms ached, he took a deep breath, and couldn't help but laugh proudly when he saw that the crooked blow was knocking Murong Bai unconscious.

In his unbridled laughter, Murong Bai awkwardly turned his gaze away, avoiding those dark and deep sucking eyes.

Han Qing laughed and got up, but the chain was pressed by the bastard, and he fell uncontrollably to the person below, this time the hard collarbone hit Han Qing's jaw hurt.

Murong felt a pain in his lower lip, and in Han Qing's open pupils, salty blood spread between the intertwined lips.

it! Han Qing's heart was extremely embarrassed.

Murong Bai pushed Han Qing away in a panic, covered his lower lip with his index finger and pointed at Han Qing shamefully and said angrily, "You deliberately ...... again"

"What did I do on purpose?" Han Qing stalked his neck, licked his lips, and said with an evil smile.

"Shameless!" Murong Bai pointed at Han Qing's handsome face, which turned pale with anger.

"Now I know it's honest." Han Qing had a mischievous smile in his eyes.

"You're too much, I don't want to talk to you." Murong Bai didn't care about the scattered costumes, jumped the carriage angrily, and fled in embarrassment.

"I can't ask for it......," Han Qing said, catching up with the words.

When Murong Bai heard his words, his steps were chaotic in anger, and he thought angrily: Han Qing, you will always be chained, and I will definitely not be soft-hearted again. Tomorrow night, it's your time of death, wait for the end.

That guy is thin-skinned, shouldn't he be really angry and ignore him? Han Qing retracted his palm on the ground in pain.

Forget it, ignore it, he didn't deliberately break his lower lip with his teeth, what's there to be angry about.

Han Qing withdrew his gaze left outside the window, looked at his injured palm distressedly, and thought secretly.