A bowl of Meng Po soup

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On the city floor.

"It's unreasonable, this Qi Yue actually stood still, and my Da Song lost all face."

Zhao An couldn't tell whether the prince was really angry or fake, but he couldn't watch the show with him: "Your Highness, let me go out of the city. Even if you let me alone..."

Before he finished speaking, the prince who was still filled with righteous indignation suddenly opened his mouth and looked down at the city in horror. Zhao An turned his head to look over, and immediately stayed where he was.

Things on the battlefield changed rapidly. The army of Baiyue that was supposed to rush to the city, halfway through the journey, there were dead and wounded, and a large number of arrows were shot from the snow piles on both sides of the trench. The snow-covered, smooth-looking ground is full of hidden piles.

Qi Yue looked back at the top of the city, his face was bright, do you think I led the soldiers just to shovel the snow? I was also afraid that Baiyue would not come, so I helped them, an idiot prince who even went out of the city to shovel snow The soldiers didn't even know that they didn't return to the city. It's too whimsical for a layman to dare to command the three armies.

Half a month later, the news of success spread to the imperial city, nearly half of the enemy troops were killed and injured, and they would not invade again for a few years. The officials who received the letter were busy congratulating them. Emperor Song collapsed on the dragon chair, and the Qi family was gone. .

On New Year's Eve, the carriage that bumped for half a month stopped in front of an unremarkable house in the south. Song Xi got off the carriage and started running without hesitation.

"Ayue, Ayue... Ayue."

"I'm fine, don't cry, don't cry..."

The old butler's family was busy moving around, everything was moved into the yard, and the two masters were still hugging each other and crying, he touched his daughter's head, and said lovingly: "Little girl, I don't need it tonight. I'm going to accompany my wife, go and help your mother cook."

At night, after dinner, the old butler's family agreed to leave early, and Qi Yue led Song Xi back to the room. After leaving for many days, longing was more than a fire, and it burned instantly.

It rained for the first time in Begonia last night, counting the points lightly and tenderly.

The beautiful woman gets up and leaves the orchid room, and turns to the mirror to put on red makeup.

How about Lang Hua?Lang Dao is not as good as Hua Yaotiao.

When the beautiful woman heard the words, she became coquettish and angry, and she didn't believe that dead flowers were better than living people.

Crush the flowers and throw them before the man: Please sleep with the flowers today!

The red candle tent is warm, and the night is full of joy. Qi Yue wakes up and looks at the person in her arms, covered in red marks, as if she has been tortured by villains. .

Seeing that the person in her arms was about to wake up, she turned to one side, as if she was still in a dream, and made up her mind to wait until the person behind her got dressed and went out before waking up.

Half a quarter of an hour later, smelling each other's breath, and the softness at the corners of his mouth was fascinating, Qi Yue turned over and started a new round of journey vigorously, until the enemy surrendered and was unable to fight again.

Five years later, Emperor Song died of illness, and the prince succeeded to the throne, changing the name of the country.In the same year, Baiyue invaded the country and stormed the imperial city, and the Song Dynasty was destroyed.

When the news came, the world changed drastically, and the sword practitioners in the small courtyard also stopped. Song Xi stepped forward, ignoring Qi Yue's sweat-soaked clothes, and hugged him.

"A Yue ever regretted it."

"This world cannot be saved by me alone. Dynasties have changed according to the times. My world is in my arms now. What regrets?"

"Take me back to my room."

"it is good."

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It rained for the first time in Begonia last night, counting the points lightly and tenderly.

The beautiful woman gets up and leaves the orchid room, and turns to the mirror to put on red makeup.

How about Lang Hua?Lang Dao is not as good as Hua Yaotiao.

When the beautiful woman heard the words, she became coquettish and angry, and she didn't believe that dead flowers were better than living people.

Crush the flowers and throw them before the man: Please sleep with the flowers today!

(Ming Tang Yin)

La la la, I am a hardworking little bee, I have good news for my classmates~

If there are no accidents, the next chapter should be in V, happy hahahaha~

Chapter 28 The Third Bowl of Soup

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In the [-]th year of Baiyue, winter.

Liuyin Village is named because hundreds of local households belong to the Liu family. Of course, there are exceptions. For example, the Chang family who has moved here for decades is a rare person with a foreign surname.

On the eve of New Year's Eve, there is still a moment before Zishi. Outside the Liu's ancestral hall at the east end of the village, there is a person kneeling on the snow-capped land. When you get closer, you can clearly see the person kneeling there He is the eldest son of the Chang family - Chang Mo.

Chang Mo struggled to get up from the ground with his hands on the ground. She looked up at the Liu's Ancestral Hall with its gate closed, and turned around without hesitation and walked into the vast snowy night.

At the west end of the village, the family on the farthest side looks like a small tail of Liuyin Village from a distance, and looks out of place.After a while, the short Caimen was quietly pushed away.

Two thatched houses, one big and one small, are side by side, and there is a smaller kitchen next to it. The building is the most primitive, with thick snow pressing on the roof, as if it is about to collapse in the next moment. Chang Mo walked carefully through the yard, in the Without alarming his mother and sister, he went back to his small room.

My extremities are cold, not only because of the heavy snow, but also because I have been hungry all day, and the family has run out of food.She didn't know what was going on, she was supposed to cross the Naihe Bridge and be reincarnated, but when she opened her eyes, she went back to the time when she was just a scholar several decades ago.

If she remembers correctly, at this time, her mother should have sold the only few acres of land in the family, spent all her property and paid for the prison guards, and did not search her body when she entered the venue. identity of.

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