Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1007 The pit is 187 meters deep
As soon as the hand twisting the hair stopped, Xiao Qian looked down at her.

"Want to provoke me?"

"...What do you think?" Mo Jiu couldn't help laughing, "Don't you?"

"I just didn't get the trick!"

Xiao Qian continued to twist her hair, Mo Jiu raised his eyebrows, made a grimace at the entangled shadow of the two under the firelight, leaned on him relaxedly, and yawned, feeling that the years are peaceful, these days Comparable to a fairy.Soon, he fell asleep again.

With a "bang", someone knocked heavily on the door.

"My lord... is in a hurry!"

Mo Jiu was woken up, opened his eyes and glanced at Xiao Qian.

"Something seems to be wrong?"

"No hurry!" He wrapped her hair again with a clean velvet towel, and pressed a kiss on her forehead, "I'll go and have a look."

He strode out and slammed the door shut.

Mo Jiu lay lazily inside, completely unable to hear the movement outside.

So, still only the years are quiet and good.

When Xiao Qian came back again, Mo Jiu was still lying on the beauty's couch and taking a nap.

"What happened?"

Xiao Qian smiled lightly, "It's good news."

The first person to knock on the door was Xue Fang, saying that Gu Liyang had an urgent report.

He went outside to meet Gu Liyang. When he came to Bianjing this time, he not only reported the situation in Beimeng, but also brought back an envoy from Beimeng Daying Camp—the Seventh Princess, whom both Xiao Qian and Mo Jiu are familiar with. Tatamin.

Mo Jiu was a little strange, "Tatamin, didn't you send her back?"

"I sent it back, can't I come again?" Xiao Qian smiled.

That night, Mo Jiu saw Tatamin who had lost a lot of weight.

Princess Tatamin, who came here as an envoy of Beimeng this time, besides bringing a note from Mobei written by Beimeng Khan, "My grandson Ruogui, the gate will always be open", also told Xiao Come on, the 20 Beimeng cavalry stationed outside Bianjing are ready.

With a signal from Xiao Qian, they can cooperate inside and outside to level the city of Bianjing.

Tatamin seemed to have just learned about the blood relationship between Xiao Qian and her, and was a little excited.Mo Jiu guessed that she probably thought that her lover Zhabu sunset fell into Xiao Qian's hands, as if she had fallen into eternal reincarnation, and there was no way to turn back.It turns out that they are all a family, suddenly see the light, right?
But this girl is also naive.

Men's desire for power is no less than the desire for women.

There is only one Great Khan of Beimeng, how could Xiao Qian and Zaburi become relatives again?

With Beimeng's promise of support, Mo Jiu actually didn't let go of his tight strings.

Because Xiao Qian did not express his position from the beginning to the end.

One side is Beimeng, one side is Nanrong, one side is father, and the other side is mother, in the choice between fish and bear's paw, what will he do?
Mo Jiu couldn't guess what he was thinking, and he didn't bother him about it.

Early the next morning, Xiao Qian released Zhaburi, the fourth prince of Beimeng who had been imprisoned for several days, and asked Tatamin to send a private letter to Namhan, who was temporarily leading the Beimeng cavalry.

"Cooperation is the most valuable."

In just four words, he seemed to have said something, but he didn't say anything.

Moreover, it is precisely not Xiao Liulang's style of handling wars to regard cooperation as the most important thing.

The snow is still falling and the wind is tight.

Whether it is the Northern Mengbing or the Southern Rongbing, they are discussing endlessly in private.

Although the "imperial decree" that Gu Er brought from Bianjing temporarily suppressed the changes in the Nanrong camp, the paper could not contain the fire after all.Soon, this matter will be exposed, and this illusion-like calm will soon disappear...

(End of this chapter)