Chapter 568: Revenge is in sight

Xiao Fengqing's army aided Qixiaguan for thousands of miles. Along the way south, his iron rider was like a tiger and wolf division. He was as powerful as a bamboo shooter, forcing the Qi Army defense line along the Minjiang River in almost impossible ways. The consequence of forcibly breaking the defense line was that the two sides suffered heavy casualties.
That day, ten miles from the corpse floating on the Minjiang River, the blood blew up and it was shocking.
Ying Guo cavalry still retains the fierce legacy of the nomadic people who originally established the dynasty. Although it has converged slightly after centuries of Sinicization, but under the indulgence of Xiao Fengqing and the immediate success of Wang Taishi, the army's atmosphere has begun to deteriorate, burning and looting, The past is full of sadness.
The battle between Qi Guo and the Qin Kingdom was only less than one year old. The strength of the country was empty. Under the relentless command of Xiao Fengqing, he was disheartened. Soon, Xiao Fengqing and Nie Mingxun merged, and the two armies were twisted into one, and immediately became an unstoppable army. Within the month, all the way to Qi Jing.
Emperor Qi Guo was finally awakened, and the ambassadors dispatched Yihe and his envoys, but when the envoys approached Xiao Fengqing, he was beheaded by ten people. He sneered with a sword: "The king does not negotiate with the old people of Qi State and does not break through Qi Beijing, don't swear back. "
Emperor Qi Guo saw that he was so fierce, and finally cut off the mind of seeking peace, and summoned the remnants to resist madly. As if feeling the end of the country, Qi Guo's people hated and were afraid of Xiao Fengqing. But hate and fear could not stop Xiao Fengqing's iron hoof from going south.
Wu De was four years in August and the summer was hot. In Yuqing Palace, which leads to Fengtai, learn to cool. After reading the chapter, Nie Wushuang tiredly raised his head and slowly stood up, leaning on his waist. At this time, she was pregnant for more than May. For some reason, her belly grew fast like a balloon, but her limbs remained Skinny.
She wanted to stand up, but tried a few times but couldn't. Xia Lan, who was holding the soup, rushed forward to see her, and yelled in her mouth, "My mother is now heavy. Be careful about everything, if there is anything Miss, shouldn't slaves deserve to die ... "
Nie Wushuang allowed her to let go, with a helpless smile on her face. Now, in Fengtai, only Xia Lan is still by her side and her identity is not taboo. Alas, with her majestic day in this palace, it is hard to hear such a heartfelt word ...
Nie Wushuang walked slowly by Xia Lan, gently lifted the raised abdomen, feeling that the child was moving slightly inside, imagining its growing eyebrows, her face could not help showing a loving smile. Xia Lan looked at her with a smile on her face, and couldn't help but stare.
Today, Nie Wushuang is the most powerful woman in the world, but also the poorest woman. Every night, she hears her low sigh. Every time she gets up, she always sees her long hair. Looking at a full moon in the sky, pregnant with a pregnant belly, a big belly, she added a little desolation to her figure.
Xia Lan thought, holding back the sadness of her heart, and talking again and again. Nie Wushuang listened with a smile, and said lightly: "Just worry about it like this. If you have time, it's justified to sew a few coats for this palace."
Xia Lan quickly said: "This is natural. The slaves have already begun to make sure that they can wear it to the younger prince when he is seven or eight years old."
Nie Wushuang heard the words and froze. Xia Lan didn't know where she said something wrong, and looked at her carefully: "Did the slaver say something wrong?"
"No." Nie Wushuang turned to God, and suddenly said, "Go and bring your little clothes to the palace to see."
When Xia Lan saw her face calm, she didn't know whether she was happy or sad in her heart. She quickly brought it, and after a while, the maid brought a whole small clothes in a small camphor box. Xia Lan presented treasures one by one in front of her.
Nie Wu stroked the delicate work clothes with his hands, the full moon was small, the hat, the faucet shoes, and the pieces were carefully watched. For a long time, she picked up a small dress and looked carefully in front of her eyes.
"How old was he when he could wear it?" She asked suddenly.
"If you return to your mother, you will be three years old." Xia Lan replied: "Slave also made some clothes for the little princess. Looking at the mother's body, it may be pregnant with dragons and phoenixes."
Nie Wushuang just didn't listen, he just looked at the small clothes, and gestured in front of his chest. For a long time, he said lightly: "Three years old, that three years old should be so big. I really want to see what he looks like wearing this dress . "
The light of her eyes passed through the little clothes, and a faint smile gradually appeared on her face. Xia Lan suddenly understood her words, tears burst into her eyes, but she didn't dare to cry, she could only cover her mouth, and hurried back.
"Report!-Mother-in-law, Bianguan urgent report!" The sharp voice of the housekeeper cut through this rare silence.
Nie Wushuang jumped in his heart, put down his clothes, and said coldly, "Come in!"
Bianguan urgent newspaper, which she had licensed, she can enter the temple without pass through,
The housekeeper hurried in and presented the battle report sealed with wax in his hand. Nie Wushuang took it, opened it quickly, his heart pounding, his hands trembling slightly. With the fierce fighting on both sides these days, she can see the trembling in every report. Fear of hearing a little bit of dreaming and unwilling to hear the news.
She shivered and opened her eyes, and couldn't help but cover her mouth after watching a few lines, her tears falling down. The housekeeper didn't know why, and knelt aside, shaking tremblingly.
"Victory! Victory!" Her tears rolled down and she murmured to herself.
"What ... won?" The housekeeper asked stupidly, hearing the ecstasy in her mouth.
"Qi Guo ... victorious! His Highness hit Qi Jing ... he ... he did it ..." Nie Wushuang could not help sobbing and crying.
Win! Xiao Fengqing won! Within a month and a half, he finally attacked Qi Jing with his elder brother, and he really did. Qi Guo has been around for a long time. Her vengeance finally caught her eyes in such a way that she was caught off guard.
The grievances and pains in my heart, the love and hatred of those five years seems to have finally found a hole and poured out suddenly.
The Yuqing Palace in Yinfengtai was hollow, only her sobbing voice passed from far to far ...

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