Chapter 80

The man stretched out a hand, touched Qinghua's head, then smiled, and said in a soft voice, "Little devil, you went to Fuda. It's just, it's a pity, but" he opened his eyes wide, and suddenly stretched out his hand for some reason. He took his hand and held the man's hand tightly.

Rough, with calluses, different from the delicate hands of the father, but very warm.

The man was taken aback, holding a pair of soft little hands in his hands, delicate and tender, the calluses between the fingertips looked so rough against the girl's skin that could be blown apart by blows.For the first time, the man had the intention to back down.He withdrew his hand without a trace, however, the girl's hand tightly grasped his hand again.

In an instant, a place in my heart became soft.

The man looked at the girl like clear eyes in a mountain stream, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.Slowly lifting the girl up, he smiled at the girl, "From now on, you will be my maidservant."

His hands were stained with bright red blood, and his face was sprayed with the blood of his father.The man's voice was as gentle as water, and he held the man's hand as if bewitching himself.

The two embraced each other, and the orange-red sunset shrouded the two of them. The long and narrow shadow squirmed on the light jade, peaceful and serene.On that tragic battlefield with mountains of wreckage, the embracing figure of the two people is picturesque, and it is incompatible with the surrounding scenery of the setting sun like blood.

Nangong Qingrong has always doted on Mo Qinghua, and he even named her Mianjin.Splendid and picturesque, it is not as good as a cotton on the willow.

Sometimes, she wondered how much conspiracy and calculation was involved in their love.It is neither beautiful nor beautiful.

She used his trust in her to get news, why didn't he use her?Thinking about it, in this huge palace, how could he not have his eyeliner, and how could he not know about the news he sent out.

It's just that what he is fighting for is his own heart, and his own heart is very hard, very hard.

She sat on the branch and watched the sun rise and set, feeling bored.

"you are here?"

She looked down and saw a woman in strange clothes, and there was a man behind her.

She withdrew her gaze, jumped down, and landed firmly on the ground.Speaking of it, I have to feel that I am a lonely soul, so I can jump from such a high tree without incident.

"Mianjin, no, I should call you Mo Qinghua." The woman held a big sword and looked at herself quietly, with a hint of pity in her eyes.

Mian Jin twitched the corners of her mouth, why did everyone look at her with such eyes?They always thought that they became like this because of Nangong Qingrong's death.In fact, how wrong they were.She is just tired.

Even now, she has never regretted it, and she will not regret what she has done, because she is the princess of the Great Xia Kingdom.

"It's okay, call me as you two do. The name is just a code name." She said calmly, not knowing how the two found themselves.

"Stop this illusion."

"What illusion?" Mian Jin glanced sideways at the two of them, what did the woman say inexplicably.

Shen Yao sighed, "Didn't you realize that the scene here is repeating the scene of you getting married with Emperor Jing——Nangong Qingrong?"

(End of this chapter)

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