Mo Xiangqi: The next imperial concubine is going to leave the pavilion [The finale]

Chapter 187 No mercy 1
Helian Yufeng passed away, and her heart was suddenly empty. She hated this man before. He was her first attachment. Knowing the news of his passing, she still couldn't help crying. No matter how much resentment went with him go.

Xie Hongying, if you want to blame it, blame it on me alone, Helian Qing, if you want revenge, then you can blame me, Wei Yuan.She knelt in front of the Buddha and recalled this half of her life. After half of her life, she stared at her open palm, unable to hold anything.

"Mother's queen." He Lianchen came in and helped her up, "I heard what he said, it's all my fault, and caused the mother's mother to be treated like this." He Lianchen lowered his head, and his words were full of self-blame .

Wei Yuan sighed and comforted him, "This matter was originally caused by my mother, and I should face it in due time. The thing my mother can't let go of now is you. We were defeated by our hostility before, and Qing'er didn't chase after him. Want to come I still think about some old feelings, you are willing to take the initiative to repair it, and being able to save your life is more important than anything else."

When he mentioned this matter, Wei Yuan didn't even think that Chen'er's personality has become more silent recently, and sometimes she can't see what is going on in his mind. He Lianqing's decision to be an enemy, Wei Yuan's worries were finally grounded.

"As a brother, I really feel sorry for him."

"The queen mother understands what he means, don't worry, leave it to the queen mother." What He Lianqing wants is justice, and she will give him a satisfactory justice.

"Let's take care of it." He Lianchen persuaded Wei Yuan, "At first, I didn't think it through, but now that I take the initiative to fix it, I must be sincere. Even if the third brother refuses to forgive and release our mother and son, he can do it for Xichu. For these things, my son has fulfilled his wish in this life."

"Chen'er!"

"Don't worry, mother."

Xie Hongying taught her to play chess. She has never won. She has improved in chess all these years. Maybe her opponent is really good. It used to be Xie Hongying, and now it is Ji Yunshang. He Lianqing is invincible in the battlefield. This time She really wanted to see how Xie Hongying's son could completely defeat her.

"Is there any news about Mr. Ji?" Ji Yunshang has not heard from him recently. He has contributed to Yanzhou's success today, but this person's behavior is too mysterious, and she still can't fully believe it.

"Go back to Madam, there is no news from Mr. Ji yet."

"Where is Lord Marquis?" She couldn't help sighing. After the palace, they returned to Yanzhou with them. He insisted on returning to Xichu halfway, but Xie Qingxuan didn't stop him this time. She cut off Chunshui's only retreat, and finally had to come back obediently.

"There is no news of Lord Hou."

Xie Qingxuan waved her hand to send the servants back. It was almost December, and snowflakes began to fall sporadically in the sky. Judging from this, it would soon be snowing heavily, and the Gu worms that fell on An Zixun's body were about to mature and wake up.

Jin Xiaotong's daughter has some skills, avoiding the poisonous grass, and killed many dead soldiers she trained for many years. If it wasn't for He Lianqing's woman, she might not be so ruthless.

Helian Yufeng, do you think that if you choose to die, you will be free?Just wait and see, the day when Chunshui sits on the throne of Western Chu, he won't have to wait too long.

The chess pieces in Xie Qingxuan's hand fell one by one, and soon filled the chessboard, dead chess has no solution!

Xichu ushered in the first winter snow this year. It was as light as cotton wool falling off. From noon to night, the nights were quiet with regular rustling sounds. Occasionally, heavy snow fell and snapped. These snowy nights were extraordinarily quiet.

Several braziers were lit in the bedroom, but An Zixun still felt cold, the coldness spread from the bottom of his heart, flowed from the blood, entangled his limbs and bones.

She got up and put on her clothes and sat down beside the desk. The candle was flickering. Rice paper was laid out in front of her and she prepared a pen and ink. She wanted to write something to He Lianqing. It will take a few days to deliver. She writes almost every day, but she doesn't order people to deliver it.

These letters were neatly pressed one by one at the bottom of her dressing box, could he see them when he came back?

In the past, she wrote and left books to him, but now she writes words that she has never said to him. Mother always said that she was a bit like Daddy, and kept everything in her heart.

She is obviously in love, but she is rarely willing to express it, which is completely different from He Lianqing's crazy and hot performance.

At the end of the payment, she thought about it and added the child's baby name. She was afraid that this would be the last letter to him, and the child would be born in a few days. So far, she had no idea that Dongfang Feichi did not agree to her request.

The only way out is to really ask Ji Yunshang?
She didn't believe in this man, not at all, she could die, but she couldn't believe that he would really save the child.

An Zixun folded it and was about to put it in the dressing box. She changed the direction of her movements and put the inkstone on the written letter and put it on the desk.

There were intermittent flute sounds outside, and it was roughly heard from a distance as the boat song of the South China Sea, which was not played well.

An Zixun came out of the bedroom wrapped in a cloak, the moonlight was hazy and cold, against the snowy snow, she walked in small steps in the corridor to find the source of the sound.

After hearing the news, Aduan Kapok followed her step by step,
In troubled times, my cousin in Nanhai asked someone to bring a letter before, but there has been no news recently, and she is the only one left to face here, but she promised He Lianqing that she will wait for my king's return!
Walking around the corridor, the sound of the flute stopped abruptly, An Zixun looked around, and the cold air was inhaled into his nose, which was a bit cold and choking, and his spirit was particularly shocked.

The glazed tiles on the red wall were covered with snow, and they were white. Her eyes suddenly moved, and there was a person sitting on the snow on the eaves. He was completely white. It's like melting into snow.

An Zixun pursed her lips, she roughly knew who it was from her figure.

The people on the roof also knew that she was here, he was waiting for her, but he was afraid that she would not come.

"Who is it!" Mu Mian and A Duan also saw him, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop An Zixun, even preparing to call for someone to come over.

"Ah Kaoru, I don't mean any harm." He slowly took off his hood, and he smiled at her with curved lips. He always knew that when Kaoru looked at her, he was looking at another person.

"It's late at night, Lord Hou, please come back." She stopped Mu Mian and A Duan from speaking, she knew that he would not have any malicious intentions, but she still had a silver needle in her hand. It's not that she can't trust others, but she has to do so.

Helian Chunshui was still smiling reluctantly, with unspeakable bitterness in his heart, he and she were friends and couldn't go back.

"I have something to tell you." He was a little anxious, and he had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

"Not yet." She refused indifferently.

"My mother treats you..." He opened his mouth to meet An Zixun's sullen eyes, Helian Chunshui finally lowered his head, Xie Qingxuan has always been strict with him, almost harsh, he can't meet her expectations, he is useless in the eyes of his mother people. "Akun, I'm sorry."

"Apologizing is useless. If you don't leave, Helian Chunshui, I will be rude to you. Your mother has done me a bad job. If you fall into my hands, I will no longer care about the friendship I once had."

He understood that it was useless to say anything else, Helian Chunshui was frozen and stiff, his fingers were a little clumsy, and he took out the small porcelain bottle from his arms, "This is..."

An Zixun turned around without looking, "Kapian, A Duan, if this person doesn't leave, don't show mercy to the guards." She dropped the sentence coldly, and returned to the original corridor.

Her eyes gradually blurred, An Zixun subconsciously touched her cheek, her hands filled with cold tears.

He said that as long as she wanted him by her side, he would definitely show up.

She missed him very much, and thought about it for a long, long time...

Saburo, I will wait until the day you come back safely.She murmured in her heart, and slowly pressed the pearl hairpin to her heart.

Leaning against her in a light sleep, the snow fell even more heavily in the second half of the night, and the rustling sound woke her up. The candles in the room were not extinguished, and through the curtain, she raised her hand and raised her hand to check.

His calmness and self-control, his decisive decision, all these things don't belong to Qing Helian anymore.

Returning on a snowy night, he hoped that he did not return to her side late.

She didn't know that he had been staring at her for a long time just to be afraid of waking up her light sleep. This letter was alone on the desk, with his name written in familiar characters, and the ink wasn't completely dry, so he couldn't help but open it and read it.

When he came back this time, his woman gave him an unexpected surprise.

She thought about him, and he actually came back, but it was not the time, she was afraid that she would not be able to hide the matter from him.

He Lianqing propped her arms on both sides of her body and looked down at her from a high position. Her petite face was a little swollen, her arms were still slender, and her belly seemed to be much bigger. She was almost unsteady when she walked.

(End of this chapter)