My nemesis ascended the throne

Xie An's birthday seems to be a numerology.

This is Zhao Rong's second birthday after his death.

Not in the Central Plains, but in the snowy border, in the home of a kind-hearted interracial couple.

There are old and young in this family. The children are young and cannot speak Chinese. The adults live in the border all year round. They are fluent in Chinese, so it is not difficult to communicate.Two three- and five-year-old children, one is a chubby boy, and the other is a girl carved in powder and jade.The little girl was three years old, babbling, hugging Xie An's hand and refusing to let go, Mo He laughed at the side, "I know what is good-looking at such a young age."

Xie An glared at him, but Mo He was distracted by that stare.

Xie An's legs were better, but they started to hurt when he got cold, and the pain was so painful.

On his birthday, there used to be a woman who shone like a pearl, and then there was a man who watched the fireworks behind his back.

Later, the woman died.

That man is also dead.

He stared blankly at the snowflakes all over the sky, maybe it was a sacrifice.

The bright candlelight reflected his innocent face.

The night was dark and the wind was getting stronger.

The couple next door slept soundly, only the barking of the dog and the babbling of two sleepless children were vaguely heard, and the old lady of the family also blew out the candles.

The wind grew louder, and the snowflakes rustled.

The sword sound and sword energy suddenly rang out against the wind, followed by screams and children's cries!

Then, the crying stopped.

There was only deathly silence left in the long night.

Xie An sat up with a pale face, but saw that Mo He came in at some point, tightly covering the scream he was about to exhale.His breath was tinged with the freezing cold outside.

"In other words, these people are coming after me, you have to live and bring my letter to your emperor!"

The back of the neck was severely slashed with a knife.

Before he passed out, his hand was still tightly grasping Mo He's cuff.

Mo He picked Xie An up carefully, the body in his arms was extremely light.Taking advantage of the darkness, Mo He put Xie An's body into the next door where there were five corpses.

Anyone who sees it will be shocked.

Two three- and five-year-old children were slashed with a knife, and their bodies were covered with blood. The kind-hearted couple had their eyes wide open before they died, as if they didn't understand why they had suffered such an innocent disaster.

And the old lady in her sixties didn't even have time to cry out before she died.

A real massacre.

There are blood shadows on the wall.

The tall man carefully lowered his body from his arms, put the bloody clothes on Xie An's body, and rubbed some blood on his face.

At a glance, it looked like there was a sixth corpse in this room.

The young Khan in the grassland took one last look at the blood-stained man, turned around and left quietly.

Not long after Mo He left, a few black shadows appeared in the yard, the blades were bloody, falling to the ground drop by drop, and the withered yellow vegetation was dyed dark brown.

"What about people?"

"could not find it."

"Search again."

Then, they searched the house full of corpses and identified them one by one, but in the end they didn't find the person they were looking for.

"There are footprints! Go over there!"

"Chase!"

Drowsy darkness.

Xie An woke up in the smell of blood.

He sat up stiffly, and moved his hands, only to find that there were cold corpses under his hands!

He stood up staggeringly, his eyes turned red when he saw it.

The corpses of the five members of that family were presented in front of his eyes bloody like this!

The two children were only three or five years old.

The death was terrible.

Xie An's eyes were filled with red blood.

On that day, all the snow in the sky was red.

Xie An's eyes were so dry that he could not shed a single tear. He dug on the ground with his bare hands, until the ten fingertips he dug were cut by the sharp frozen soil, and the red blood splattered away, but he didn't feel any pain.

I don't know how long it took before I remembered to take a shovel.

He buried the corpses in his arms, and this small courtyard, where he lived and lived, turned out to be the burial place for the family of five.

The wind howled, Xie An's hands and feet were cold.He knelt on the five tombs, kowtowed upright, once, again, the sound of his kowtow filled the courtyard.

Snowflakes fell all over the new grave, as if it could cover up the thick blood.

Nothing has changed except five living people who have become dead.

When Mo He came back, he had knelt in front of the grave for five full days.

It was snowing heavily.

Snowflakes covered his hair, and it looked as if his hair had turned gray overnight.With rosy lips and blue-white eyes, his eyelashes were tightly closed, he looked like a snow sculpture.

Mo He's heart trembled, and he strode over, took off the long fur on his shoulders and wrapped him tightly in his arms, the warm body temperature passed over, and the person in his arms was like an ice sculpture about to melt, his eyelashes Trembling slightly, a drop of water fell.

Maybe tears.

The moment Mo He saw him, he almost thought his heart stopped beating.

And it all started because of him.

When Mo He ran for his life, he couldn't predict whether he would come back alive.So what he told Xie An even had the taste of confessing his last words.

He knows better than anyone who sent this assassin.

The defeat of Yicheng in the First World War meant for Wei Lang the break with the Grassland Alliance.They are bound to insist on continuing to raise troops in the grassland, and Mo He may not be on the same front as them.

The facts were just as Wei Lang and the others guessed.Mo He was being chased like a bereaved dog at that time, he was only concerned about running for his life, he didn't react, after Xie An woke up, he realized the pros and cons, so naturally he refused to send troops to attack Wei again.

The best way is to let Mo He die on the way to escape, and strike first.That's why Mo He gave Xie An the letter he had written long ago with great care, just in case he had something, as long as his handwritten letter got out, there would be no big trouble in the grassland.

Wei Lang's men were all soldiers from the Southwest, they were rebellious and vicious, chasing and killing Mo He for hundreds of miles.If it hadn't been for Mo He's fate, he would have been killed when he encountered reinforcements brought by his subordinates, but even so, he still suffered a serious knife wound, with bloody wounds all over his back.

It was this encounter that aroused Mo He's murderous intent.

It took Mo He five days to deal with the remnants of the Central Plains and those who colluded with these cunning Han people in the grassland and ate dog things from the inside out.

During these five days, almost the entire grassland was filled with blood and blood.

When he comes back one by one

He just wanted to bury this family who died innocently. He thought that Xie An should follow his instructions and return to his hometown.

But I didn't expect that when I came back, I saw this fool kneeling upright in front of the five new graves like an ice sculpture.

Mo He hugged the person in his arms tightly, and touched his fingers. The original white and beautiful color disappeared, and the bloody fingers had turned into brown blood stains. There was mud between the fingers, and the soft red rotten flesh was clearly visible. distinguish.

Ten fingers connected to the heart.

Mo He's heart twitched violently.

For the first time, this rough man from the prairie knew what it was like to feel distressed.The big rough hands circled the scarred hands, but they didn't dare to hold them too tightly.

The Turkic general beside him asked, "Khan, do you need to take him back?"

Mo He glanced at the person in his arms and shook his head.He was so seriously injured that he might not be able to move easily.

The tall man in black stood up, as if he could block all wind, frost and swords for the person in his arms.

Green eyes fell on the five new graves one by one

Xie An did it for him.

He bowed deeply and saluted the grassland.

When Xie An woke up, he was in the familiar courtyard.

He looked at the milky white roof, the blood mist in front of his eyes dissipated, and there were still shrill screams in his ears.

Banquet...

Is this Wei Lang's meaning, or yours?

Xie An finally figured out what happened.

His old wounds were about to heal, and new wounds were added. He struggled to sit up, but was pressed down tightly by the girl in the grassland beside him.This Turkic woman is actually stronger than him.

The girl could speak Chinese and smiled, "This place is in poor condition. You should stay for a few days to take care of it. Khan wanted to take you back directly, but your physical condition is too poor. Let me come and take care of you."

Xie An was still angry when he spoke, he had caught a cold, and new wounds had just healed from old wounds, making him feel powerless.

"Where are you Khan?"

"You take good care of it first. If you take care of it well, I'll let you go. If you don't take care of it well, you'll stay here forever."

Mo He was at the door, frowning.

Xie An's voice was too hoarse, his eyes were slightly red, "I don't want...don't want to stay here..."

Not for a moment.

The five new graves in the yard are like five eyes with blood and tears.

Mo He held him tightly in his arms, and murmured, "The Yin Mountain God will bless them."

Yinshan God is the God of the Grassland.

Xie An's absent-minded eyes gradually gained some focus.

"I'll take you for a ride."

Mo He rubbed his hair.

Xie An let him go in a daze, for a moment, he thought it was that person who came back.

In a world of ice and snow, the grassland has become an ice sheet.

Xie An was hugged by Mo He on the horse, he was really light, when Mo He hugged him like he was hugging a child, he didn't even need half of his strength.

"This is our grassland. The eagles on the grassland are not afraid of any cold winter, including our horses."

The horseshoe fell on the snow and moved forward.

Snowflakes fell on Mo He's face, which was as sharp as a knife, and the stubble on his chin made him look a bit unruly.Only when those green eyes looked at Xie An, their expression was gentle, and the outline didn't look so tough and sharp.

He lightly reined in the reins, and tightened his other hand around Xie An, for fear that he would fall off the horse's back.

"Many people die every year when the mountains are covered by heavy snow. There is no bad weather in the Central Plains, but there are countless grains and fertile aquatic plants."

"The people of the grassland have long been used to life and death."

"Wherever a horseshoe goes, people may starve to death or freeze to death one by one"

"The Yin Mountain God took them away, but they couldn't forgive their incompetent king."

Xie An blinked, and his erratic eyes finally fell on Mo He, "So many people died...is this your wish?"

"It won't happen soon. As long as you cheer up, take my letter and go to see your emperor Xie An."

When Mo He spit out the word Xie An in a straight voice, Xie An was still stunned, "Why do you..."

"You are Xie An in Wei Lang's mouth."

In order to save him, Xie Jin risked his life. The emperor of the Central Plains could not find anyone to drag his army and refused to return to the court. Only Xie An could speak clearly in front of him and speak for the emperor of the Central Plains.

Mo He has been with him for a long time, and some details cannot be kept secret.For example, when he talked about Xie Jin, his expression was evasive. For example, after he kidnapped Xie Yan, the emperor of the Central Plains started looking for someone like crazy.

Since then, Xie An's health has recovered very quickly.Gradually after some time, it recovered a little.

Mo He watched Xie An fall apart in front of him, and it was he who watched Xie An step by step, piece it together, put himself together.

Mo He has a desire to possess Xie An.

The desire may have come earlier than he thought.

Looking at Xie An's frail appearance several times, I couldn't help thinking, what kind of scenery would it be if a person born with such an appearance was in bed....

That kind of mood... is probably a desire to possess with love, not a desire to destroy.

So he didn't make a move, maybe Xie An couldn't resist if he made a move, but he didn't.

What he wanted was a lively young master of the Xie family.

When Xie An left, it was also Mo He who sent him off.

Xie An didn't go to the snow mountain this time, he took the carriage to the rolling river, which was where he and Xie Jin parted.Fording the river is his homeland.

When boarding the boat, I suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes in the distance, and when I lifted the curtain, it turned out to be Mo He.

He rode on the horse, tightening the neck of the horse, with the rolling snow ridge behind him.

The heroic eyebrows stared at him, and suddenly the corners of his lips curled up into a smile, the whole handsome face came alive, the green eyes seemed to hide all kinds of affection, and the tone was soft.

"Thank you, you have to wait for me."

Xie An slightly lowered his brows and eyes.

This was the first time Xie An noticed that this Turkic Khan turned out to be a handsome man.

The person on the opposite side stopped talking, just looked at him lazily, beat his horse and made a transition.

The five new tombs stood alone, finally blurred in the wind and sand.

After this farewell, the mountains and rivers will return, and we will be far away, and we will see each other again.

There are really many records about this khan in the history of Wei Dynasty.The most famous is the Yicheng alliance reached between Wei and the Turks after the First World War in Yicheng.Since then, the two places have opened up trade, and merchants have continued to communicate.The Yicheng Alliance is not so much a peace covenant as it is a compromise that both parties were forced to reach. This is the only peace covenant signed during the reign of Emperor Wu of Wei.

And in all these records, including unofficial history, there is no name called Xie An.