The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 95 The Secret in the Temple
Yes, we're fighting.Situ He's personal guard captain Zhou Cheng thought to himself.Last winter, when the general returned to Beijing to report on his duties, he did not fight with Prince Jinyang. He drew his sword several times and forced it back. Fighting with Prince Jinyang.

Situ He and Han Ye didn't stop, and a green leaf of the Bodhi tree fell off.

"Stop! Don't hit me! Huh!" Bailijing yelled again, her voice hoarse as if she had just recovered from a serious illness.

Jing Xiaobai once wrote in a letter sent to the Northwest that if she succeeds in martial arts in the future, she will go to the northwest frontier to fight the enemy with He, hang out in the market together when they were young, and defend their home and country together when they grow up.

But half of her martial arts was taught by her master, and half was taught by Han Ye. Even if Han Ye didn't want her, how could she use this martial art to hurt Han Ye?The last knife had given her nightmares every night.

Now, He and Han Ye are fighting, who can she help?

"Jing Xiaobai..."

When Situ He heard her call him, he withdrew his hand almost immediately, but got a solid palm from Han Ye in the chest, and the red figure took several steps back quickly, and let out a muffled snort.

"Hey, how are you?" Baili Jing hurriedly stepped forward to support Situ He, her eyes full of tears stared at Han Ye who was not far away. There was too obvious hatred in Han Ye's eyes.

Han Ye has already closed his posture, with his hands behind his back, there is no trace of uneven breath after the battle, his handsome face is still unmoved, he seems not to want to see her eyes, the sea-like deep star pupils pass over her head, sweeping Glancing at Mo Wen who was standing behind her, he walked towards Baililuo who was standing beside her, and said lightly, "It's getting late, we should go to the Medicine Master's Tower."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for her, he went straight to the other side door with less traffic.Baililuo and several servants immediately followed.

What a husband and wife are deeply in love, what a husband sings and his wife follows.

Han Ye and the others brushed past Bailijing's side, walking further and further away, Bailijing tried her best to raise her head, but the tears in her eyes still rolled down one after another like broken threads, the past was blurred bit by bit, only With the bloody reality left, Han Ye on Lutai Mountain is gone forever.

"Jing Xiaobai..." Situ He hurriedly leaned over to look at her, with deep anger and distress in his eyes, he reached out to wipe the tears off her cheeks: "Don't cry, don't cry..."

Bai Lijing wiped her eyes vigorously, bit her lip and shook her head, "I... didn't cry... no..." Putting her hands on Situ He's chest, her voice trembled slightly with hatred: "He, do you hurt? "

Almost everyone was watching Bailijing and Situ He, but Mulian turned to look at Han Ye who was going away, while Mo Wen glanced past Mulian and looked at Han Ye and his party, and found that Han Ye's left and right arms were very uncomfortable. Harmony, the right side is wide, and the left side is a little unstable. He was not injured in the fight with Situ He just now, so the left arm is very strange.

The reason why he blew the whistle just now was because he saw the fool and Situ He together, they were really destined to meet each other wherever they went.He wanted to know if she had forgotten her husband as soon as she saw her old friend, but seeing the fool rushing through the crowd to find him, with his clothes and buns all messed up, he felt a subtle touch in his heart.

Being surrounded and threatened by a group of children was something he had never thought about, but it didn't seem to be a big deal, he was used to being treated as trash, and he was lazy by nature, he never liked to take detours, and he didn't like to give up for something. After spending too much effort, it would be a coincidence if he could easily get her into his arms.

The old lover and the old friend suddenly started fighting, and it was really a wonderful show. He was watching the show, but she hurriedly left his arms and rushed forward.He idly followed her steps, just to see who she would help.

Who are you helping?fool?
What does an old lover want?Apart from being good-looking, she didn't see anything worth her obsession with.

Good-looking, do fools like it?
If a man who is prettier than her old lover comes out, will she move on?

shallow.

The old friend's cousin is obviously too reckless and impulsive, as if she will never give up until she kills her old lover, why is she so desperate?The two people who grew up together have too many similarities, which are deeply rooted in their temperament.

But, very interesting.Why did Han Ye and Situ He fight?Situ He is for a fool, who is Han Ye for?For his wife?
If a man loves his woman deeply, when he looks at her, his eyes cannot be filled with deep-seated peace. Han Ye obviously... doesn't love his newlywed wife.The look he gave him before leaving made Mo Wen want to laugh. Although he was as calm as the sea, he hid too much chill.

He, Mo Wen, was a well-known sick man. He might live today and die tomorrow. Moreover, since he watched the battle, he never said a word. Why did Han Ye want to kill him and then hurry up?King Jinyang of Beijun Mansion is indeed a vassal born on horseback, so bloodthirsty, it is unimaginable...

Visiting the Medicine Master Pagoda on Buddha's Birthday?Is there someone in Jinyang Palace who is dying of illness?
Mo Wen curled his lips into a smile, there was indeed something strange.

"Hey, are you in pain?"

The girl asked Mo Wen to look away with words of anger and hatred, and the mute would have lost a lot of opportunities. If he wanted to coax her, he couldn't say stop crying. This husband is really a bit incompetent.

"It doesn't hurt, he can't hurt me." Situ He shook his head lightly.Han Ye is nothing but insignificant to him, whether it is body or mind, he is not enough to cause harm to him, Situ He, but Jing Xiaobai is hurt so badly, Jing Xiaobai, who never cried when she was a child, is now grown up. It was too easy to cry.

"Eldest son!"

When the few people were still silent, Yuan Shan's voice came from a long way away, running in a hurry, and when he came to Mo Wen's side, he was panting like a cow: "My lord, it's great that you are fine! You scared Yuan Shan to death! There are too many, and they will disappear as soon as they are squeezed!"

It's just right to come from the distant mountains.

Everyone's eyes fell on Mo Wen. Holding the whistle on his chest, Mo Wen walked up to Baili Jing in a nonchalant way, and held her hand. His quiet black eyes were full of guilt, and he didn't write any words. , just hold.

It's only natural for a husband to hold his wife's hand. Situ He has been wrapping his arms around Baili Jing's waist since the very beginning, staring at Mo Wen with his phoenix eyes undisguised. With an ordinary and unusually pale face, he said, "What kind of whistle does such a big man have? Let those seven or eight-year-old punks think about it, you are really capable!"

To others, these words hurt their self-esteem. To Mo Wen, he didn't take these words to heart at all, but his complexion still changed, and the sadness and guilt in his black eyes became more and more serious. After glancing at Bailijing, he hesitated and slowly let go.

(End of this chapter)