Adore Trick of Beauty

Nie Wushuang gave birth to Lin'er, and both mother and son were safe. The news flew across mountains and rivers like wings, and reached Xiao Fengyi's hands.

Slender hands put down the battle report and twisted the thin secret report. A large study in the camp was used as a temporary imperial study. Xiao Fengyi looked down for a long time, and then put it down. He supported the desk, wondering whether he should be ecstatic or sad.

Child ... He and her bones and blood are thousands of miles away. Did she think about him when she gave birth to the child, the child's biological father?

What flowed from the bottom of my heart, wave after wave, non-stop, but the pain was unbearable.

The father-in-law quietly stepped forward: "The emperor, it's time to rest. It's been three days."

Xiao Fengxi waved his hand: "Wait a minute."

He looked at the march map on the wall, thinking for a long time: "Is there any news from the rebel Wang Jing?"

Grandpa Lin thought for a while: "Slave listened to the generals today, as if Wang Jing could not escape the battle, and rumors were flowing."

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Fengyi asked.

"It is said that Wang Jing and the emperor should give thanks for their sins." Lin Gong said openly.

"Impossible!" Xiao Fengyi vetoed categorically.

"It is also said that Wang Jing will unite with King Rui and counterattack together ..." Gong Lin said carefully.

"Bang!" Xiao Fengjun Jun was so angry that he shot on the table: "He dares?"

The father-in-law looked at him and stopped with interest. Xiao Fengji paced in the study, calmed down, and pondered for a long time, and then slowly said: "No, no, how can Xiao Fengqing and Wang Jingzhi come together again."

"The emperor, but the human heart is separated by the belly, and he has to prevent Wang Jing from finding King Rui again ..." Gong Lin whispered.

"I understand." The secret newspaper in which Xiao Fengying touched Fang just seemed to be scalded suddenly, and suddenly retracted his hand: "The will of the army was spread, and the army that besieged Wang Jing immediately!"

He passed his determination deep in the dark eyes like the sea, saying word by word: "You must not let Wang Jing contact Xiao Fengqing! Wang Jing must die! One is not left!"

...

One does not stay.

The four words, such as the horizon and the dark clouds, immediately surrendered to Wang Jing's army. On the southwestern side of Qi State, Xiao Fengxuan besieged Wang Jing's army all the way, and the cruel and clean-minded methods were like a ruthless knife, harvesting countless lives of the rebels of the Wang family. The roads in the southwestern mountains are steep, and Wang Jing is cunning by nature. In order to avoid Xiao Feng's unstoppable cavalry, he deliberately chose this area and resisted stubbornly.

At the beginning Xiao Fengmin encountered many difficulties, food shortages, blocked roads, slow progress ... and so on, but such dilemmas also existed for Wang Jing's army.

Xiao Fengyi is an emperor who is good at playing chess. He has a careful mind and a slow layout. In the end, the impoverished state was about to break through when the four years approached the New Year. Due to prolonged battles and unfamiliar with the terrain of the Qi state, coupled with the lack of food in the winter, many soldiers in the army died of disease. The hearts of the people began to fall apart, and many people pulled horses into the army of Xiao Fengyi overnight.

The army of the Wang family saw that it was just an army of the doomsday.

...

There was laughter in the warm Changning Hall. Nie Wushuang smiled as he watched the nursing mother hug her child who was still in the midst of amusement.

"Mother, it's time to give the prince a name," said the maids.

Nie Wushuang's lips didn't change his smile, but his eyes gradually faded: "It's still small. If you don't need it, just call it a milk name. It's good to feed."

Yang Zhi looked at the young prince's open witful eyes, and the more she liked it, the more he could not help but took the hand of the nursing mother, and held the young prince in her arms. . "

Nie Wushuang rested on the beauties' couch, looked at the eyes of the little prince, and thought for a long time, then said, "Just call him Changning, Xiaoming Ninger."

She looked at the Changning Hall of Qi Palace: "The palace feels that the word Ning is good, and it means peace and invincibility." She paused: "Not to mention, he has been in this Changning Hall for two months. Big, such days are good ... "

The laughter in the temple stopped suddenly, the maids and the nurses looked at each other, and they saw that Nie Wu was sad on both sides. I remembered the news from these few days, and the heart of the sorrow of the rabbit was rushing in my heart.

With a sigh in his heart, Yang Zhi quietly waved the maid back and hugged the little prince to the front and said, "My mother is thinking too much."

Nie Wushuang smiled lightly: "Yes? He is determined to kill Wang Jing, the three armies become a siege, a little siege, how can Wang Jing be cunning to escape his palm. This day is coming, Duke Yang ... "

She looked up and looked at Yang Zhi: "He is coming."

Yang Zhi was suddenly speechless. Nie Wushuang got up and held Changning in his arms. Changning sniffed his mother's breath, his face could not help but smile, Yiyi yelled his hands, and his chubby little hand passed Nie Wushuang's face, as if comforting his mother.

"Changning, Changning, your father is coming ..." She sighed with a smile and put his little hand on her cheek: "Mother has missed many things and can no longer see him. After that, you will treat her well By his side, he has a good temper and will be very good to you ... "

The last sentence is unheard of. Although Yang Zhi looked at her with a smile, the tears in the corner of her eyes rolled down and fell on Changning's cheek. The child did not know the mother's sorrow, and was giggled by the cold tears ...

...

One day ago, Wang Jing was finally wiped out by Xiao Fengyu's army. The news came that Nie Wushuang was standing in front of the window holding Changning, heard the words, and gave a slight sigh, and then gave a long sigh without making any evaluation. After a long time, heavy footsteps came from outside Changning Hall.

She turned back and stared at the deep eyes from the snowstorm for a long time.

Xiao Fengqing, wearing an armor, slowly walked into the temple.

Nie Wushuang looked at him quietly, and his clear eyes seemed to reflect all his tiredness and discouragement.

The maids stepped forward to drop the armor for him. Xiao Fengqing waved his hand and ordered them to step down. Then they sat on the chair, supported their foreheads, and looked at Nie Wushuang with a faint smile: "You all know?"

Nie Wushuang nodded.

Xiao Fengqing laughed, and the horns that were cut in the past are now a little messy. He covered his eyes and slowly said, "I heard that this time he divided Wang Jing into five corpses, the corpse was thrown in all directions, and the first level was hanging on the tree. Not like his means. "

"This is the means of the emperor." Nie Wushuang slowly said: "He is under the warning, and he cannot be a model for Wang Jing. A traitor and a thief cannot die."

Xiao Fengqing froze and laughed: "Yes, I didn't expect it."

Nie Wushuang looked at Changning in his arms and smiled lightly: "His Royal Highness wasn't expecting it, it was upset."

"Chaos?" Xiao Fengqing laughed, and raised her beautiful long eyebrows. Nie Wushuang, who looked at her with a smile, asked, "Why am I chaotic?"

Nie Wu's eyes were soft, just repeating: "His Royal Highness is messy and tired."

Xiao Fengqing wanted to laugh, but she couldn't squeeze a half smile on her face. The face of Junmei seemed vicissitudes for a few years, and she always felt a sorrow with her ironic eyes.

After a long time, he asked: "Where do you say the king's way out?"

Nie Wushuang shook his head and chuckled: "There is no way out. Neither you nor I have a way out."

With her beautiful eyes, Xiao Fengqing said, "Feng Qing, surrender to him."

Xiao Fengqing raised his head and smiled, stood up, looked at Nie Wushuang, and said lightly, "No."

He said, looking forward to Changning, Changning was curiously grasping and playing, the baby's hand was so small that it was only enough to grasp one of his fingers. Xiao Fengqing looked at it, and in his deep eyes, he passed the gentleness that Nie Wushuang had rarely seen: "Changning, a good name."

He looked at Nie Wushuang, and finally revealed a smirk that she couldn't understand: "Wushuang, if there is an afterlife, you may be my wife. We start from the beginning, we are old and we will never give up."

The tears in Nie Wushuang's eyes rolled down one by one. For a long time, she nodded with tears on her face and said, "Okay."

He finally glanced at her, hugging her and Changning tightly.

The cold wind blew into the temple of warm spring, and he finally glanced at her, turned and resolutely fell into the darkness ...

Nie Wushuang hugged Changning and watched the dark night he left for a long time. His heart had never been this cold ...

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