Crimson blood spilled from under her silver chain mail, staining the snow-covered earth red. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

Liu Qingyun squinted at those amazingly beautiful eyes, and finally could clearly see the young general in front of her, she held her calloused hand tightly, and said, "Ah Lean, what you say counts, marry me in the next life." ”

Mo Xiaomo tightened the woman in his arms into his arms, let out a white breath, looked at the vast sky and said: "Marry you, three media, six hires, eight sedan chairs, and ten miles of red makeup will welcome you into the door." ”

"Well, Ah Tilt, I'm so happy."

In a daze, she seemed to see, that

Under the red plum tree, the petals are flying, the fireworks are glorious, and the young man in red standing under the tree is holding a brilliant red plum in his hand, staring at the cold sword eyebrows, looking back with a slight evil spirit, and stretching out his hand to her: "Ah Yun, keep up." ”

Just like the boy who came and went away in the snow, the cold fragrance of plum blossoms. She looked at her under the shadow of clusters of red plums, her cold eyebrows and eyes, and her uninhibited but meticulous care throughout her life.

The young man's red-clothed clothes were blown by the cold wind, she trotted up with her skirt and grabbed the hands tightly, "Ah Lean, let's go." ”

I really want to go on like this, there is no shortage of soldiers, no horse chaos, no family feuds, no national hatred, only you and I, on this endless long road, hold each other tightly and walk together.

Liu Qingyun held Mo Xiaomo's hand and let go, she hurriedly clenched it tightly, and looked down at the smiling happy woman, the amazing beauty was like a red plum in the cold, which pierced her heart tightly and contracted tightly, and then it hurt fiercely.

She said: "Ah Tilt, when I was six years old, you said you were going to take me to see the red plum again, I saw it, it was so beautiful."

"She'd forgotten all that.

"I'm going back to Saibei, don't die here"

"Okay."

"I want red plums to stand by your side"

"Good"

Mo Xiaomo hugged the woman in his arms, staggered up, and a group of soldiers followed him carefully, step by step, drop by drop, the footsteps were buried by the heavy snow, the blood droplets were covered by the heavy snow, and when she reached the outside of the city gate tower, she finally couldn't hold on, and knelt heavily on the ground.

Wang Wenhan, who was dressed in white, came on a war horse, he turned over and dismounted, held her, and roared in disbelief: "Mo Ting, why why why"

She hugged Liu Qingyun tightly, her sharp glass eyes couldn't be opened, if it weren't for a familiar voice, she really didn't know who it was, she said: "Idiot, don't stay in the army, your ability, assisting Murong Lanqing, and supporting politics, is already useless." ”

"I'm staying in the army, following you guys who look down on the most on weekdays, fighting on the battlefield, Mo Ting, I know, you're very smart, don't tell me, you don't understand anything" He burst into muscles, grabbed her arm, and said fiercely: "I've been waiting for you for thirteen years and thirteen years, I thought it was finally over, you tell me, what do you think of me"

"Life and death are best friends, good brother." Felt the hand holding her tremble, then let go of her.

"Brother hahaha, brother" he murmured and took two steps back, brother, he should have known, brother

It's ironic, he hides it in his heart, and treats his lover carefully, but he always treats him as a brother, he thinks that he knows that she is a daughter, and she treats him differently, but, in the end, it is still, he is amorous, right?

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