No one knows what exactly happened in the military tent that night.

Eleven stayed outside the tent all night. Chang Hai's coat was blown cold by the night wind. When he heard the harsh sound of the tea cup breaking to the ground and the tables and chairs falling down, his heart suddenly tightened. Huang

Brother rarely loses his composure like this. He never expresses his emotions or anger. What's more, when facing enemy generals, he should be calm and composed. The only thing that can make him so difficult to control is Mo Xi, and inside, there is a

What a heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching battle?

Subconsciously holding Chang Hai's hand, the worry on his face was so obvious. Chang Hai felt Eleven's slightly clenched fingers, and a strange feeling arose in his heart. He was different from Hua Jingyuan and Lin Muxi. What they wanted was to accompany the emperor.

Fighting for the world and dominating the common people, what he wants is just to strive to stand on the same level as Eleven, use his illustrious military exploits and prestige as a betrothal gift, and marry Eleven as his wife. With such a clean and pure goal, he

Mo Xi's feelings were not disgusting, because it would not affect him.

Xu Baili Muyun didn't even want to look at Mo Xi again, he just wanted to send her away as soon as possible. When Tao He and Tao Ze returned to the Northern Qing army, he let them take Mo Xi away.

.Before leaving, Baili Muyun's cold eyes were really sad, as if he was looking at something that disgusted him.

When Mo Xi was brought out, the sky was already bright. This long and torturous night was finally over. Looking at the white fish belly rising in the east, Mo Xi felt like a world away. From then on, she had no intersection with Baili Muyun! She couldn't care.

You can't ask about him. Whether he is doing well or not has nothing to do with you. You have no right to ask or mention it. Just thinking about it will make you feel heartbroken.

When Eleven watched Mo Xi fall down and walk out of the tent, tears streamed down his face almost instantly. His hair was messy, his clothes were disheveled, and there were blood stains on them, his face was red and swollen, and his eyes were full of despair.

He just raised his head slightly, with the last trace of arrogance remaining on his dull face. He folded his hands in front of his belly and followed Tao He step by step. Although he was trying his best to steady his steps, he was still a little shaky.

Tao Ze had already been sent to practice medicine because he was stabbed by Mo Xi. Mo Xi was curious about how Nalan Luoxue said the words "How can you let go" that she whispered to her? Why is she not willing to let go? Since Tao Ze is willing to let you go.

With Wu Yao's identity, she was willing to make a clean break with him in the past.

Looking at Nalan Luoxue's eyes filled with vicissitudes of life, Mo Xi seemed to understand in an instant what kind of feelings this man he met on the border had for Tao Ze. Slightly surprised, he couldn't help but laugh, "It turns out that Mr. Nalan had known about it a long time ago.

What is my identity?"

"Mo Xi, you have always been wise." Nalan Luoxue admitted frankly without any hesitation.

Mo Xi was not sad when she heard this, or there was no room in her heart to accommodate the sadness, and probably nothing could hurt her.

"Sister Mo Xi..." Eleven called out, but couldn't say anything else, biting her lower lip not knowing what to do.

The feeling of chaos made Eleven unable to tell what kind of feelings he had for Mo Xi. He obviously didn't feel wrong, but why was the truth like this? If Mo Xi was really just a traitor, Xiao Zuo, then

Are her feelings for the imperial brother all fake?

Looking at the confused and confused Eleven, Mo Xi only smiled faintly, as light as a drop of ink dropped into a pool of water, almost invisible. Eleven, you are still too kind.

Hearing Eleven's voice, Tao He turned around and suddenly smiled strangely. She was even more beautiful than when he saw her before. She had a pretty face, but she also had a bit of a sassy appearance, and her thick eyebrows were like swords, which showed through She has some heroic spirit. Such a woman is really rare. She is much more interesting than the singing and dancing girls that she keeps in captivity.

He looked very uncomfortable, and Eleven couldn't help but cursed: "The defeated general still has the desire to covet women, the Northern Qing Kingdom will surely perish at the hands of my imperial brother!"

After hearing this, the weird smile on Tao He's face froze. No matter how cynical he was, he couldn't stand a woman saying such serious words to him. His eyes became sinister and cold, which made people feel heartbroken.

Although Eleven was a little scared, her unwillingness to admit defeat made her back straighter. She always kept in mind her identity as a princess of a country, and she could never let anyone look down on the Xuanqian Kingdom. So she fiercely Staring at Tao He, he was helpless because he was a little shorter. He was fierce enough, but his aura was a bit worse.

Chang Hai took a step forward without leaving a trace, blocking Eleven behind him, and only looked at Tao He with cold eyes. His left hand slightly pressed down the long sword hanging on his waist to a suitable height, so that his right hand could move at the fastest speed. He drew his sword out of its scabbard. He, a mere lieutenant, was not allowed to use swords against the prince of a neighboring country. That would be the crime of beheading, but for the sake of Eleven, Chang Hai didn't care.

How can you let the woman you like be upset? That's not what men do.

That was the first time that Mo Xi saw the honest and honest Chang Hai, who also had such a ruthless side. He looked at the angry Eleven behind him and felt great. They were still the same as before, just themselves, but no longer old friends.

Outside the military tent, they were looking at each other with hostility, and inside the military tent was as quiet as a stagnant pool. Baili Muyun was sitting on a chair, leaning weakly, gritting his teeth, trying desperately to suppress his anger. Hate.

"Pfft--" There was a salty feeling in the throat, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out unexpectedly, spilling on the ground opposite, closely adjacent to the pool there before, which was left when Mo Xi stabbed the hairpin into Tao Ze's chest. It looks so dazzling now.

Baili Muyun no longer wanted to think about the relationship between Mo Xi and Tao Ze, and how much she had deceived him. He really couldn't think of it. The thought of it was a pain that reached deep into his bones, burned his soul, and made him almost die.

"Your Majesty!" Hua Jingyuan was frightened and quickly supported Baili Muyun who was about to fall down from the chair. He quickly asked Lin Muxi to quietly call Wang Bohan from behind. At this time, the emperor's illness must not be spread. Go out, otherwise the hard-won negotiation results may be changed.

Helping Baili Muyun to fall on the couch, Hua Jingyuan knew that he was being too forbearing and hurt himself when he couldn't bear it anymore. Who would have thought that Mo Xi's incident would have such a big blow to the emperor? Although he saw I went up without saying a word, but I was afraid that I was suffering more than anyone else.

"Laohua, I mistakenly believed in her." After Baili Muyun said these words, he closed his slightly drooped eyes completely, as if this could drive away Mo Xi's charming smile and soft call in front of him. He "Muyun".
Chapter completed!