lustful

Xiaobai raised his head blankly and glanced at Yuejie, then slowly lowered his head.

He felt that he didn't love Huo Yunshan, but he also felt that he did.

That feeling is too vague.

People often don't know what their feelings are.

There are so many reasons why a person becomes attached to another person.Not necessarily because of love.

The admiration of young boys and older men, the dependence of children on adults, and the pursuit of women by men.

This is not love, admiration is because you want to become that person, dependence is because there is only that person in the world.And some women's pursuit of a man is not love, it's just because she can't live without this man.

Xiaobai touched his aching heart, he was missing Huo Yunshan, and he didn't know why.

His martial arts are better than Huo Yunshan's, so there is no admiration for him, and his admiration for Xiao Luan's literary talents is almost the same.He is already an adult, and he will not rely on Huo Yunshan.

As for being unable to live without Huo Yunshan like a weak woman, that's even more impossible.

There are thousands of miles of granaries in Shu. Although Shu is closed, it is extremely rich. Xiaobai doesn't have to worry about food at all.

Or because of friendship?

Xiaobai thought about it.

That day in the carriage, he bit Huo Yunshan's shoulder, it was so soft.The Huo Yunshan in his heart had long since ceased to look like a child.

Does his hand dare to touch him?

Seeing Xiaobai in a daze, Yuejie stretched out his hand and pushed him: "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaobai shook his head awkwardly.

He stood up and went to his room without saying a word.

Yue Jie looked at his back sadly, slowly put his hand into the other sleeve, and took out Huo Yunshan's letter.

The letter she wrote to Xiaobai was a fake.

That day when Huo Yunshan's letter was lost, she was afraid that Xiaobai would be sad, so she imitated Huo Yunshan's notes and wrote a few poems.This is a poem I saw in Huo Yunshan's big tent, and I don't know who wrote it, so Huo Yunshan copied a few lines and hung it by the bedside.

Originally, she saw Xiaobai's heartbroken heartbroken, so she copied it to comfort him.

But after reading Huo Yunshan's letter, she suddenly didn't want to give it to Xiaobai.

Then she simply gave the fake letter to Xiao Bai.

After the matter of the letter passed, more than two months passed by Yuejie depressed.Xiaobai didn't know why, but he cheered up.

He seemed to have figured it out.Huo Yunshan must be in a good mood to write such frontier poems to him, tell him about the scenery of the desert.

No matter what, as long as Huo Yunshan can live happily.

But he still faintly felt that that place was really too bitter.

It will take a long time to build a prosperous city-state there.

When the weather became very hot, news came from the capital that Xiaobai had official business and had to go back to the capital with Xiao Mo.

After going back and forth, it was already autumn when he returned to Gaoyang City.

"Your Highness, you haven't seen Xiao Huo for two years, don't you miss him?" Yue Jie asked sadly.

Xiao Bai's bright eyes blinked, and he looked at Yue Jie: "You two big men, what do you think?"

The light in Yue Jie's eyes dimmed.

What a difficult road.

She was extremely disappointed, and slowly went back to the bedroom.

Xiaobai didn't bother with her either.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and the leaves in the yard fell all over the ground. The servants only cleaned it in the morning, and then fell a lot in the evening, so there was no time to rest.

Xiaobai sighed, it should be colder in the north.

When he was in a daze, Eleven slammed into the door, and handed over a letter with a pale face: "My lord, this is... a letter from General Lin at the border. Lord Huo Xiaohou is poisoned, you We must rescue him immediately."

"Poisoned!" Xiao Bai grabbed the letter fiercely.

Lin Hengzhi's writing was as annoying as his people, only a few words, not even pleasantries, it was concise and clear.

"The general has a strange poison in his body, and only His Highness can save him personally."

Holding the letter, Xiao Bai felt a little strange, he was not Xiao Mo, he had practiced some strange martial arts, which could divert other people's poison.

But what kind of poison has been poisoned, how is he now?

He felt as if he couldn't move, it was so cold.

It took him a long time to regain his composure: "Hurry up, prepare the horse for me, and bring that so-and-so, Xiao Mo, to find Xiao Mo."

Xiao Mo heard that Xiaobai was going to Shuofang, so he ran to save others.

His first reaction was that Huo Yunshan was playing tricks.

Master Huo Xiaohou has no shame, he can do anything narrow-minded.

With just these few words, the devil knows whether he was poisoned or not. What if Xiao Bai ran away and said he was suffering from lovesickness!

"I'm going, I'll leave everything here to you." Xiao Bai said decisively.

Xiao Mo understood, this guy didn't come to discuss with him, he just called him to say hello.

"Your Majesty, let's think about going to Shuofang, this..." Xiao Mo was at a loss for words.

Because Xiaobai is just fooling around here, he didn't do anything!

It's not that they didn't say anything.

His main job is to show His Royal Highness King Qi's infinite charm to his ministers and his followers.Everyone likes him, King Qi is here, and many people come here especially for his fame.

He is sincere, kind, gentle and tolerant.People in troubled times believe that where he is, they can find peace and happiness.

Many families who were close to Gaoyang City moved to Gaoyang City.

The influence of the image of the monarch on the people is endless.

"I'm here, and I don't have anything to do. I have to save disasters, and I'm going soon." Xiaobai said.

Xiao Mo had no choice but to let a few people at eleven o'clock follow Xiaobai to Shuofang.

Yue Festival refused to go.

"You are as good as him, why don't you go to see him?" Xiao Bai looked at her strangely.

Yue Jie shook his head: "He is sick, I don't want to see Xiao Huo who is sick, I won't go."

She stayed in Gaoyang City depressed, not daring to go to Shuofang anymore.

On the tenth day after Xiaobai left, Yuejie fell ill. She seemed to have caught a cold. She had coughed for many days and didn't get better. She stayed in the room and refused to go out.

Seeing her decadent look, Xiao Mo couldn't help persuading her: "You're so young, why can't you think about it so hard. What's the use of holding on to someone's letter and refusing to give it."

Yue Jie smiled wryly: "You know?"

Xiao Mo smiled: "Your Highness can't see it, why can't I see it, you learned Huo Hou Lord's characters, but you don't really learn them like that."

Yue Jie coughed a few times: "Yeah, you can't hide this kind of thing from you. After all, the children of your Xiao family are proficient in calligraphy. Unlike your highness, he is illiterate."

Xiao Mo said: "Idiots also know that Master Huo couldn't just write a few frontier poems to him. After all, what was written in the letter?"

Yue Jie smiled wryly: "It's from Xiao Huo's heart."

Her tears flowed down involuntarily.

"Grandma, don't cry!" Xiao Mo was taken aback, "It's not that you are broken in love, why are you crying!"

Unable to restrain herself any longer during the Yue Festival, she burst into tears.