On How a Sworn Enemy Becomes a Lover

"Is brother real?" Jin Xiaomei blinked her big eyes innocently, not for a moment.

Xiao Jin nodded heavily, hummed, and patted the little girl's head: "From now on, you must listen to the second prince and don't mess around."

The little girl smiled sweetly, with a naive look of ignorance of the world, which made Xiaojin feel unspeakable melancholy.

He wanted to cry, but the tears came to his eyes and he held back them.

After Xiaojin arranged for five siblings, he came to see Mo Er.

Mo Er waited for him specially, and did not sleep. He was reading a book in his single clothes, illuminated by a dim oil lamp.

"Second Prince" Xiao Jin hesitated for a long time, Mo Er has an inviolable sanctity, which makes Xiao Jin feel that calling him is a sin.

Mo Er raised his head in response: "Don't worry, I will take good care of your siblings."

Born in life, all living beings are suffering, so please help if you can.

Xiao Jin was holding a water basin, and the fresh hot water was steaming.

He put down the basin and stretched out his hand to untie Mo Er's shoes and socks, but Mo Er dodged for a while, but nothing happened.

Shocked by the hot water, Mo Er shivered all over.

"Second Prince, do you think I can come back alive?" Xiao Jin held Mo Er's feet, making Mo Er's heart tremble.

Mo Er didn't know how many people fought back in ancient times, and how many soldiers who left the city in April this year could see the flowers blooming in the spring of the coming year.

"It will always come back." He reassured.

Xiao Jin shook his head, he didn't believe it, he had heard that one of the soldiers in the East Vietnam expedition this year was all girls.

"You said that one day, my little sister will also go to the battlefield?"

Mo Er was stunned for a moment, and he sighed a long time when he realized it. He had heard about the fact that the Xi family confiscated women into the army to charge.

Ouyue is already a dilapidated ship, which may be destroyed at any time, and they are the people on that ship waiting to drown.

"There won't be such a day." I don't know if Mo Er is comforting Xiao Jin or comforting himself, his face is stretched together, like a bow, and his soft eyebrows and eyes are sharpened, as if they are arrows that can be fired at any time.

Xiao Jin seemed to be comforted.

He made the bed for Mo Er for the last time, and closed the door when he went out, but it seemed to be raining again outside.

On the second day, facing the heavy rain, Xiao Jin left.

He didn't ask anyone to escort him, and left by wading through the water.

Jin Xiaomei cried for a long time, out of breath, and asked Mo Er, "Second Prince, do you think my brother will come back?"

"Come back." He held Xiaomei Jin in his arms, and looked out through the rain curtain, only hazy in front of his eyes.

The departure or death of a small person does not attract anyone's attention.

The biggest happy event in Panyu City, washing the family and marrying a daughter, has become the best talking point for many people.

On March [-]th, before dawn, Mo Er set off for Xi's house. Behind him was a mighty welcoming team, but everyone's expressions were dull, without the slightest hint of joy.

Patriarch Xi is not at home. He went to the front line of Hezhou as early as the eighteenth. The owner was caught off guard.

The destruction of the city seemed imminent.

Originally, the recruits who left the city on the eighth day of April went to the front line without training, along with the women's army.

There are even fewer Xi family members. A few days ago, there were twenty or so serving people, but now there are only five or six people left.

The courtyard was deserted and deserted, and even Xi Niang's maids were temporarily transferred from the palace.

The four servant girls were so busy that Linglong hadn't tidied up after Mao's hour, and the sky was getting brighter. Mo Er was a little anxious, but couldn't be urged. He circled back and forth at the door of Xi's house, feeling a little dizzy. Linglong Not yet.

Don't be in a hurry, even the accompanying welcoming team is also anxious.

If the auspicious time is missed, it is said that it is not big, and that it is not small.

Deputy attendant Mo Er was familiar with it. Lin Cheng was wearing a robe embroidered with dark red patterns, which was rare. The big and big lotus flowers made him whiter. His jade-like fingers looked at the handle of the fan. But his face was flat.

He walked over slowly, in order to deliberately maintain a calm image, he slowed down his pace very slowly.

For a distance of fifty steps, it takes at least a hundred steps.

"Second prince, don't rush." ​​However, everything was exposed when he opened his mouth.

"Why don't you go, Second Young Master Lin." Mo Erqiao smiled at Yan Yan, not because he wasn't in a hurry, but because he couldn't get used to the tone of the Lin family, so he deliberately suppressed Lin Cheng.

Lin Cheng didn't take it seriously: "The higher-ups said, the second prince is the chief envoy, and the responsibility is heavier."

Mo Er didn't have the heart to argue with Lin Cheng, the sun gradually moved westward, and it was dragging on, it was really going to be a waste of time.

Being late is unlucky, Linglong needs to be perfect and smooth when she gets married.

Mo Er went in to urge her, but it was inconvenient to enter Linglong's room.

From now on, she is my sister-in-law, and she should be avoided as much as possible.

Standing at the door, just listening to the sound, Mo Er knew that the inside was in a mess, with bumps, bumps, bumps and roars.

"Are you ready?" Mo Er didn't know how to address Linglong, and it was a bit awkward to call her sister-in-law, and it was not dignified to call her by her first name, so the title was omitted.

"Wait."

Xixian replied from inside.

"Hurry up, the time is coming." Mo Er reminded.

Everyone knew that it was too late, but they were really too busy. Linglong had just finished twisting her face and putting on her makeup, but the phoenix crown was still set aside, and it took three people to do it for a long time before it was barely finished.

Putting on the hijab, Xixian helped Linglong out the door.

The flaming wedding dress, flaming red wedding shoes, flaming red hijab, red eyes everywhere, just feel dazzling.

The long skirt was placed on the ground. It had just rained, and the ground was wet. After walking two steps, it was covered with mud. Xi Xian paused for a step, and lifted it up for her.

"Let's go!" Xi Xian supported Linglong, and stepped over the threshold of Xi's house.

Xi Niang opened her mouth and sang: "Don't love home when a married girl splashes water."

A strange long tune fell into Mo Er's heart and felt awkward.

"Shut up!" Xi Xian shouted back.

The words "simple and simple" resounded like a thunderbolt among the crowd welcoming the relatives and watching the excitement, and everyone whispered.

Linglong tugged at her sleeves: "Don't do that!"

The hijab covered Linglong's face, making it difficult for people to see her expression clearly, but she was not always happy, and even complained a little.Xi's family is in troubled times, and her sacrifice is for the sake of preservation.Xixian is still so willful, it seems that his sacrifice has become a joke.

"Linglong, even if you are married, you still don't change the fact that you are a family cleaner. My father once said that you should be the head of the family. How can the head of the family not be the head of the family?"

Xi Xian is always like this, full of enthusiasm, never speaks out of his head, but can always poke at the softest part of a person.

It was the same for Linglong, and it was the same for Mo Er.

But he never knew it.

Linglong should be crying, the hijab perfectly covered her red eyes, but she held Xixian even tighter.

A small sedan chair was parked there.

The sedan chair is bondage.

Linglong hesitated a little the moment she stepped onto the sedan chair, but it was only for a moment, so short that no one noticed it.

Mo Er shouted loudly: "Get up the sedan chair!"

The eight bearers lifted the sedan chair and walked forward with beating.Mo Er followed behind, just thinking it was funny, like the mouse marriage he saw in a comic book, Linglong was a girl who strayed into it, and Mo Yi gradually became the mouse with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and the pair of shining naked eyes in the illustration Eyes overlapped with Mo Yi's.

The day Mo Yi gets married is the day he goes out to build a mansion.

His new residence is also in the east of the city, in fact, it is not far from Xi's house, just two streets away.

Mo Er saw Mo Yi even after a long distance.

The same fiery red robe, standing there fixedly, his eyes seemed to pass through the crowd, passed through the curtain and landed on Linglong.

Like the Han people, the Yue people also have the custom of kicking the sedan chair door.

"咚咚咚" three times, Mo couldn't see the joy and anger, kicked three times mechanically, and mechanically helped Linglong out, a red silk pulled the two of them, Mo Yi was in front, Linglong was behind, and the red one The silk flower fell between the two of them impartially.

He lifted his foot over the brazier and entered the wedding hall.

Sitting there alone, the princess was laughing, but she had lost so much weight and was so skinny that her joy was oozing.

After worshiping the heavens and the earth, and the high hall, their fates are linked together.

Feeling happy, Mo Er drank two more glasses of wine, a little over the top, and Xi Xian helped him when he went out.

In fact, Xi Xian drank more, but he held a good amount of alcohol, it was not obvious from the outside, when he went out, he was woken up by the cold wind.

"Are you leaving for Hezhou this year?" Mo Er opened his mouth as soon as he got home.

Xi Xian supported Mo Er with one hand, and knocked on the door with the other.It was Brother Xiao Jin who came to open the door. The skinny little child wanted to take Mo Er, but he couldn't help him.

Xixian is simply a good man to the end, and helps Mo Er into the house.

"Are you going to Hezhou?" Mo Er asked again.

Xi Xian poured a cup of herbal tea for Mo Er to hangover. The exposed side of the face.

"Father asked me to go to Lianyun." Xixian helped Mo Er to sit upright.

Lianyun is in a small frontier town a little to the south, with Hezhou in front of it, the pressure on Lianyun will be less, which shows Patriarch Xi's good intentions.

"Two days?" Mo Er asked Xixian again.

Xi Xian shook his head, the Patriarch Xi asked him to go to Lianyun after five months.

He told Mo Er the truth.

Mo Er was so drunk that his mind was a little confused, and he shook his head drowsily, trying to figure out what was going on, but Xi Xian's voice became more and more faint, until he couldn't hear clearly.

When Xi Xian took a look, Mo Er had already fallen asleep.

The head rested on his shoulders, and it was a bit heavy.

Xi Xian poked Mo Er's face, seeing that he was still motionless, he hugged him helplessly and put him on the bed.

Mo Er is not heavy in his arms, so light and light that he seems to have no weight, and even a random girl is heavier than him.

He bent down and put Mo Er on the bed, tucked the quilt for him, and was about to leave, but Mo Er suddenly grabbed him, Xi Xi was obviously unprepared, and was pulled straight, crushing Mo Er.