My uncle, he has all the power in the world

Chapter 125 Moer...feeling distressed?

This…

Jinxia frowned slightly.

The young lady’s uncle said that Yunqiu Tomb would not harm the young lady!

She doesn't believe in Yunqiu Tomb, but she believes in Miss and Uncle Master!

Since the young lady was able to catch Yunqiu Tomb when she was unconscious, there is only one reason. The young lady...

I don’t want to be separated from Yunqiu Tomb!

Yun Qiu Tomb naturally thought of this. He was worried about Su Qingmo and said, "Miss Jinxia, ​​why not find a medical center first..."

Jin Xia had no choice but to let go of her hand, nodded and said, "I'll take a look at the lady first."

Having been with Su Qingmo and Meng Xiangzhi for many years, Jin Xia is also familiar with some medical skills. She took hold of Su Qingmo's hand and breathed a sigh of relief: "It should just be that she fainted due to excessive sadness..."

Yun Qiu Tomb breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, but he did not dare to delay. He still said with a worried look on his face: "Go to Sheng County first!"

We have to find a place for Mo'er to have a good rest.

far away.

Watching Yun Qiu Tomb hold Su Qingmo in his arms from a distance, Ye Qianchen's whole body was filled with chill, and pressure poured out.

If he hadn't known about the relationship between the two, Yeqian Shen might have been unable to control himself and went to kill Yun Qiu Tomb!
For a long time, it was not until Yun Qiu Tomb carried Su Qingmo on his horse and led everyone towards Sheng County that Ye Qianchen turned around and left.

But the coldness around him has not diminished at all, seeming to swallow everything up.

into the night.

Sheng County.

Under the moonlight, there is a faint white light, like frost in the catkins, beautiful and soft.

Shengju Inn.

It was already late at night, Su Qingmo woke up slowly, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a strange room.

The memories before coma came back, Su Qingmo suddenly woke up and was about to sit up.

"Miss!" Jinxia walked over to support Su Qingmo and asked worriedly, "How are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Only then did Su Qingmo see that under the melting candlelight, Yun Qiu's tomb was sitting next to the bed, and Jin Xia was standing aside.

There was no way, one was grabbed by the sleeve and couldn't leave, and the other was worried that Yun Qiu Tomb had evil intentions, so they had to stay here together.

Although Yun Qiu Tomb did not make a sound, his eyes were full of worry. The doctor and Jin Xia said exactly the same thing, but even though he was in a coma due to excessive sadness, Yun Qiu Tomb was not feeling distressed at all.

He looked at the haggard-looking Su Qingmo and only regretted that he had not protected her.

At this time, Su Qingmo shook her head to Jin Xia and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Then he looked at Yunqiu's tomb.

Yun Qiu's heart panicked, and he stood up to run away. Unexpectedly, Su Qingmo was still clutching her sleeves even after she woke up.

"Do you still want to leave?" Su Qingmo choked and said, "Then, when do you plan to see me?"

Yun Qiu Tomb was shocked, raised his eyes, and met Su Qingmo's tearful eyes full of mist, and his eyes turned red instantly.

"Mo'er..." Yun Qiu Tomb said, completely helpless.

The familiar voice came, and Su Qingmo couldn't control it anymore, tears flowed down like a dam, she held Yun Qiu Tomu's arm tightly, and cried: "What's going on! What's going on? You Still alive! Why don’t you recognize me? Why! Or...brother doesn’t want to recognize me?”

Brother?

After hearing this, Jinxia looked at Yunqiu Tomb in shock.

The lady called him...brother? !

Tomb of Yunqiu…

Shen Yanjuan!
He is the eldest grandson of the Shen family and Su Qingmo’s cousin!
Shen Yanjuan had been practicing martial arts in the Yucheng sect in Yanzhou since he was a child, and rarely returned to the capital. But every time he came back, he would take Su Qingmo back to the Shen Mansion to stay for a while. The relationship between the two was excellent.

At this time, listening to Su Qingmo's questioning, Yun Qiu Tomb's eyes were full of heartache. He raised his hand and gently stroked Su Qingmo's head, lowered his eyes and said: "The Shen family has been destroyed. I am already a dead person. How can I dare to recognize you?" Woolen cloth…"

If he is not careful, his identity will be exposed, and he will be hunted by the court.

Yun Qiu Tomb said: "I changed my name, hid my identity and lurked in the capital, vowing to avenge the Shen family. How can I... drag you down?"

The more people know, the more dangerous Su Qingmo becomes! How dare he recognize Su Qingmo!

Su Qingmo cried: "So, you are the one who placed the letter in my yard!"

It was his brother who reminded him to be careful of Su Yuanhe and Aunt Du. It was his brother who sent a letter telling him that Pei Zhuo was dead!

Yun Qiu Tomb nodded: "I don't know your purpose of returning to Beijing, let alone you..."

Yun Qiu Tomb said distressedly: "I have the heavy burden of revenge! I was afraid that you would trust Su Yuanhe gullibly and worry about your life again, so..."

Su Qingmo was already crying: "Then how did you survive? What happened back then..."

Deep hatred appeared in Yun Qiu's tomb eyes, and he said sternly: "When I was in Yanzhou, I just heard that something happened in the Shen Mansion, and the secret guards of the imperial court appeared in the Yucheng sect. They killed everyone in our sect and even set fire to the house. Master He was killed by a secret guard trying to save me..."

Yun Qiu Tomb clenched his teeth tightly, the hatred in his eyes lingering for a long time.

"In the end, my senior brother was burned to death for wearing my belt, in exchange for my life!"

Yun Qiu Tomb raised his hand and stroked the cold silver mask: "Although I saved one life, half of my face..."

He was burned to a disgrace!
Su Qingmo's eyes widened, tears streaming down her cheeks, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Ning Lichen!"

The prince's secret guard!

It was Ning Lichen who did it to root out the weeds!
Her heart ached like a knife. Even though Ning Lichen was dead, Su Qingmo still hated him.

She raised her hand tremblingly, trying to take off the cold mask of Yun Qiu Tomb.

Shen Yanjuan...her brother was once so handsome, unrestrained and flamboyant!
But right now...

Su Qingmo was trembling. She wanted to know how the mask made people feel distressed, but she was also afraid that under the mask, she would feel distressed so much that she couldn't accept it!

Yun Qiu Tomb gently held Su Qingmo's wrist.

"Mo'er..." Yun Qiu Tomb lowered his eyes and said, "No."

do not look!
Don't look at the intertwined scars and layers of skin, don't...

It scares Merle!

Su Qingmo couldn't help crying anymore.

"Brother..." Su Qingmo cried, "Does it hurt...Does it hurt..."

Yun Qiu Tomb's eyes were red. She patted Su Qingmo's head gently, shook her head and said: "Mo'er, don't cry...Brother, it doesn't hurt..."

The pain...is over!

Shen's mansion is gone, but Mo'er is still there, how good it is!

"Mo'er..." Yunqiu Tomb said: "I have been looking for you for five years. In these five years, you..."

From what Su Qingmo told Ning Lichen, Su Qingmo spent the past five years praying in the north!

That was not at all like what she said to the outside world, that she was rescued by Madam Xia.

Su Qingmo sobbed, unable to suppress the sourness in her heart. After a long time, she slowly spoke.

"Five years ago, Meng Xiang's wife and daughter were killed. He was about to commit suicide on Taixia Slope, but he saved me who was dying. The master took me to Beiqi, where I was reused by the third prince of Beiqi, Ye Yunhao. His Highness knows people well and is polite and courteous. Over the years, His Highness the Third Highness has respected his master and treated me as a close friend. I prayed in the north and was very happy until His Highness the Third Highness ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor. Ning Lichen celebrated the title of the new emperor. Go to Beiqi and kill the master..."

At the same time, the breeze is refreshing.

It was late at night and he had not slept all night. He stood in front of the window, his eyes as quiet as frost and snowflakes, cold and desolate. He looked out the window with no expression. The chill around him was even worse than the moonlight.

All she could think about was Su Qingmo being held in Yun Qiu Tomu's arms, the hand tightly grasping Yun Qiu Tomu's sleeve.

There is also the way that he avoids himself like a snake and a scorpion, and is cold and distant.

Su Qingmo!
Su Qingmo has not returned to Beijing yet. Facing Shen Yanjuan's lost brother, will she still hold on to Yun Qiu Tomb and not let go?
Just like that day...

Hold yourself tightly like that!

Thinking of this, Ye Qianchen couldn't suppress his anger and was helpless as never before!

Su Qingmo!
His great teacher and niece!

Don't you need to stay away from your uncle and your cousin?
Picking up the sapphire teacup on the table beside him, with a soft sound, the teacup in his hand turned into powder in the blink of an eye and scattered like fine sand.

Ye Qianchen's face was cold, he lowered his eyes and looked out the window at the deserted street, and said in a cold voice: "Su Qingmo, what should I do to you?"

Shengju Inn.

The sky gradually became brighter, and the first ray of sunlight shone into the room, illuminating Su Qingmo's pale face.

When Yun Qiu Tomb heard Su Qingmo talk about the five years he spent in Beiqi, he felt indescribably distressed.

She no longer has any relatives and is in a foreign land. When Mr. Meng passed away, Mo'er must have been so devastated!

"Mo'er..." Yun Qiu's eyes were filled with self-blame and sadness. He had been away from home all year round and failed to protect the Shen Mansion and Mo'er...

"Brother, don't feel bad," Su Qingmo whispered, "I have been in Beiqi for five years and Mo'er has been very good. Master and His Highness taught me a lot. I don't know how much more satisfied I am than in Su Mansion."

"And now I can still see my brother," Su Qingmo choked, "it shows that God has treated Mo'er well..."

Su Qingmo was indescribably moved in her heart. She was really lucky. In just a few days, she had an uncle and a brother...

She is no longer Su Qingmo who is seeking revenge alone with no way out!

The heartache in Yun Qiu Tomb's heart could not dissipate. Although Su Qingmo said so, she was only ten years old when she disappeared. How should she be cautious at first in the unfamiliar Third Prince's Mansion.

"So..." Yun Qiu Tomb said distressedly: "The marriage between Beiqi and Yan Ning was your fault?"

From what she said to Ning Lichen, those things that he couldn't find out must have been done by Mo'er.

"Yes", Su Qingmo responded: "Ning Lichen's name is congratulations, but the actual purpose is the master. The master passed away, and His Highness the Third Highness originally wanted to raise an army to avenge the master..."

But how could she let those innocent soldiers and people sacrifice themselves for the Yanning royal family!
She will take her revenge herself!
She wants to kill her enemy with her own hands!
Besides…

Ye Yunhao had just ascended the throne, and he was afraid that the courtiers would be dissatisfied if he started a war alone.

and so…

"I persuaded the Third Highness to stop him and ask him to pretend to marry Yan Ning in order to disrupt the affairs of the Yan Ning court, and I took the opportunity to deal with Ning Lichen."

Even though he had already guessed this, after Su Qingmo finished speaking, Yun Qiu Tomb was still filled with shock.

His cousin Mo'er returned to the capital to seek revenge. She had exhausted all her plans and was fully prepared. She had racked her brains even more than he had in the past three years...

It’s so useful!
His brother...

Really ashamed!
"Mo'er..." Yun Qiu Tomb said lovingly: "My grandfather would be pleased to see you like this..."

Mo'er is no longer the prime minister's daughter who was bullied and dared not speak out!

Now she is a delicate, intelligent and decisive daughter of the Shen family!
Thinking of her grandfather, Su Qingmo felt even more sad, and her eyes couldn't help but become misty.

Seeing her like this, Yun Qiu Tomb was afraid that she would faint from being too sad again, so he said, "How about Mo'er sleeping for a while?"

Su Qingmo looked out the window. The sky was getting brighter and dazzling golden wisps could be seen. She shook her head slightly and said, "Brother, I want to go back to Beijing..."

Now, go back!

There is someone in my heart that I can’t get rid of!

This night I had mixed emotions, but the best thing among them was...

I miss you!

A lot of things happened that night. Ning Lichen died, and with it came the guilt for Ning Keyao.

Facing the lost and found brother, what I remember again is the tragedy of Shen's house!
Under her brother's frost-like mask, she could not bear the pain.

But under this complicated mood, that ray of longing broke out, grew crazily, and the antidote...

It seems to be nightfall!

This night, she missed her uncle very much!

Even though she was devastated when something happened to Shen's house or something happened to her master, she just wanted to hide and feel the pain alone. She didn't want anyone to disturb her, and she didn't want anyone to see her.

But at this time...

The sadder she becomes, the more...

Miss that person!

Like that time when she was trapped in the secret room, Su Qingmo just wanted to be held in Ye Qianchen's arms and feel that person's heartbeat. Even though she was enduring his anger, the faint smell of sandalwood...

It was enough to put her at ease!
miss…

Can't hold it back!

Su Qingmo looked out the window, her eyes misty, looking clearly in the direction of the capital.

It seems that whenever she is the most tired and vulnerable, the first thing she thinks of is that person!
Uncle Master…

我 很想 你.

Yun Qiu Tomb also knew that Su Qingmo could not rest well at the inn, so he said, "Okay, let's go back now."

The sky is bright, and the bright sun is high above the head, showing that the sky is clear.

The western suburbs of Sheng County.

It was still the only way back to Beijing. On this desolate sandy road, Yun Qiu Tomb was riding in front, and everyone in Qiu Tomb Tower was riding behind. In a carriage in the middle, Su Qingmo and Jin Xia were sitting.

It has passed the place where Ning Lichen died, and the dust of the night did not cover up the blood. Yun Qiu Tomb was riding his horse with mixed feelings in his heart.

As soon as he entered the capital, he would be separated from Su Qingmo and become two strangers!
But whether it’s Shen Mansion or Meng Xiangzhi, the person behind this is Emperor Yanning!

Is that behemoth, the king of Yanning, really that easy to deal with...

Yun Qiu Tomb was sitting on his horse thoughtfully, but at this moment...

"Huh..." Yun Qiu Tomb suddenly tightened the reins, and after slowly stopping, he looked ahead in shock and vigilance.

I saw a carriage parked in front. The 'coachman' was sitting casually with a smile on his lips. He was very handsome and looked like a prosperous young man, but Yun Qiu Tomb...

Like falling into an ice cave!

Beside the carriage, a man stood with his hands behind his back. He was dressed in dark colored clothes with gold threads on his cuffs. He was playing with a dark jade pendant in his hand. His eyes were slightly longer and his eyebrows were sharp. He lowered his eyes slightly and did not look at any of them!
A chill that touches your heart!

Yun Qiu's tomb was shocked. This man had great momentum, the pressure around him was not obvious, and his martial arts were clear...

Unfathomable!

Tightening the hilt of the sword in his hand, Yun Qiu Tomb jumped off his horse, raised his hands and said politely: "I wonder if you two young masters, Qing Feng, can you give me any advice?"

That 'groomman' was clearly that time, when they were dealing with the prince's secret guards near Qingfengmao, they killed five men of the royal secret guards while chatting and laughing!
They are refreshing people!

It’s impossible for Qingfenghao’s people to block their way for no reason...

I just hope you don’t take action!
At this time, Su Qingmo in the carriage was wondering why it suddenly stopped when she heard Yun Qiu Tomb's words.

Cool breeze!
Su Qingmo opened the car curtain, but her heart suddenly moved!
With his stern and graceful body, his once-at-a-glance appearance was even brighter than the moon. He stood with his hands behind his back. In this deserted and desolate place, he looked like a pearl in the night, astonishing and alluring!
At this moment, reason lost to lovesickness!
"Uncle Master!" Su Qingmo whispered softly. Without thinking, she jumped out of the carriage and ran towards Ye Qianchen.

Eyes full…

Full of heart…

It’s all this guy!

No time to think!

When Ye Qianchen saw the slightly pale Su Qingmo, his heart ached.

He strode forward and picked up Su Qingmo.

His Moer...

He rarely looks so weak!
But Yunqiu Tomb was shocked!
"Mo'er!"

He didn't know the relationship between the two. When he saw Ye Qianchen hugging Su Qingmo, he just thought that he was going to hurt Su Qingmo. With a "swish" sound, the long sword was unsheathed, and the sword edge was pointed at Ye Qianchen.

Jin Xia was shocked when she saw this and hurriedly shouted: "Master Yun doesn't want it!"

But it's too late!
Jin Xia secretly thought that was terrible!

As expected, Ye Qianchen didn't move at all, looking down at Su Qingmo in his arms, looking extremely serious and distressed.

then…

With a 'bang' sound, the sword in Yun Qiu Tomb's hand fell to the ground, and the sword body...

split into two!
It was Mo Yu who was sitting on the horse and shot a stone with a smile on his face.

The stone hit Yun Qiu Tomu's sword, and the tough black iron broke immediately. The internal force was so strong that Yun Qiu Tomu's arm hurt, and the hilt of the sword fell off.

at the moment…

That right hand couldn't stop shaking!
Yun Qiu Tomb stared at his right hand with wide eyes, shocked by the strong internal power.

"Brother!" Su Qingmo was startled and looked at Yun Qiu Tomb worriedly.

Although she knew that her uncle would not hurt her brother, Su Qingmo still screamed in fear.

Who knows…

Ye Qianchen's hands were so strong that he hugged Su Qingmo until it hurt. His eyes were filled with wind and snow, as cold as a cold night.

"Are you feeling distressed?"

Ye Qian lowered his eyes and looked at Su Qingmo. His voice was still that deep and pleasant, but it was...

Extremely dangerous!