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163. Before the war
Han Mingyue looked at his brother and turned away silently. After all, he still didn't say anything more. Although I left a mess at the beginning, but after all, I still rely on myself to come over and the beautiful bodyguards fall in love with me. As for him... Looking back at the white woman who came to me not far away, she pulled a faint smile on her lips.
"Han Mingyue!" Su drunken butterfly walked slowly into the hallway, watching Han Mingyue standing on the pillars but his face was gloomy, and the delicate face was filled with dissatisfaction. "When can we leave this ghost?" Place!
Su drunken butterfly felt that she was going crazy. She never regretted that she had promised to return to Dachu to seduce ink repairs. If you don't seduce it, you can follow the army and eat the rough tea. It is the most common expectation. The worst thing is that she can stop when she wants to rest on the march. Every day is too tired to live. It’s hard to go to Hongzhou and thought it would be a bit more comfortable, but it’s been smothered by Ye Liu’s stuff in this small, simple courtyard. In addition to the daily delivery of food, even the waiter's gimmicks are gone, which makes the endurance of Su drunken has reached the limit.
In fact, Su drunken butterfly did not know that the reason why the courtyard servant who did not serve was not Ye Li deliberately treated her, but Han Mingyue sent the people he sent. Therefore, Su Drunk has to groom himself every day, and he has to clean the clothes himself.
Looking at the impatience and anger of Su’s faceless face, Han Mingyue only felt that the heart was as uncomfortable as a blunt knife. Wrinkled and thought of the words of Han Ming, the faint coveted asked: "Leave here? Where do you want to go?"
"Of course, it is back to Xiling!" Without seeing the look of Han Mingyue, Su drunken replied: "I want to go back to the palace! I can't take it anymore in this ghost place." Han Mingyue looked up at her and looked calm. Wave, "You don't want to retaliate against the king?" Su drunk, a little hesitantly wrinkled the eyebrows. She certainly wants to retaliate with Ye Liu, she dreams. But she is not a fool, as long as the ink repair is still alive, she simply does not dare to avenge the glass. She grew up with Mo Xiu, she could look down on any man in the world, but she would never dare to look down on ink repair. After looking at Han Mingyue, Su drunken butterfly bit his lip and asked: "You said you will help me, is it true?"
Han Mingyue looked at her without talking, but Su was blinded to his reaction as a default. The eyes waved, and the slim hand was attached to the heart of Han Mingyue. The voice was soft and moving. "Mingyue, you help me well... help me... kill the repair..."
Han Mingyue was in a cold heart, looking down at the woman leaning on her chest. The dust of the generation is like the face of a nine-day fairy. The words spit out in the small mouth of the cherry are chilling. "I thought you have never forgotten the repair?"
Su drunken 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 浑 当然 当然 当然 当然 当然 当然 当然 当然 当然 当然 当然 当然 当然 当然 当然 当然 当然 当然At that time, I knew that there would be no more men than him in this world. Unfortunately, at that time, he was only the second son of the king's house, the younger brother of Ding Wang. If there is no ink, then it is more perfect. Unfortunately... Now that he is already a king, he can no longer see the style of the famous Chu Jing.
Listening to Su drunken butterfly as if talking to himself, Han Mingyue suddenly jumped in the heart, standing in the corridor under the warm incense warm jade in the arms did not have a little reaction, as if sinking into what thought.
Su Cichong does not really want Han Mingyue to express his opinions. It is just a smile that continues to say: "I originally thought that maybe one day I could repair the mirror again. But this time I met again, I understood... I have been seduce by the glazer of Ye Liu! How much he cares about me. You also saw it... Since I can’t get him, Ye Li’s monk doesn’t want to get it!
Speaking of it, Su drunk is beautiful. The face has been distorted by the resentment of the face. Looking up to see Han Mingyue’s eyes, but full of gentle and lingering meaning, "Mingyue, help me kill ink repair
. Help me kill the ink repair, I am yours..."
Han Mingyue’s eyes were empty and stunned.
Killing ink repairs...

Su drunken nodded, softly said: "You know, I only like the strongest man in the world. Killed Mo Xiuzhen... Prove that you are the most powerful man in the world..." Han Mingyue was silent for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth Asked: "Would you like to go with me? Look at the ink repair and death." Su drunken eyes flashed slightly, smiled and said: "I am in the Xiling Imperial City, etc.
You, come to see me with the head of the ink repair. Then we can be together forever. "Han Mingyue fixedly looked at her, until the smile on the lips of Su drunken butterfly could not help but slowly opened her hand and turned to go deep into the small courtyard. Su drunken butterfly, some I’m too accustomed to watching Han Mingyue’s back.
In fact, Han Mingyue never really refused her to be a small farmer. Even if she left him to go to Xiling for a few years, even if Han Mingyue was cold to her, as long as she opened Han Mingyue, she would definitely do it for her. But this time, she suddenly had no bottom in her heart.
"Moon moon..."
Han Mingyue turned back, Junya’s face was full of exhaustion. "Drunken butterfly, can you think that if I go to kill and repair, what will I try?" He is not the Han Mingyue who is in charge of Tianyi Pavilion, even if he was the first When the forces were at their peak, they were not sure that they would kill Han Mingyue. Su drunken butterfly and slightly eyebrows, and soon smiled and smiled: "I know this
Things are very dangerous. In the moon, I will naturally find someone to help you. "Han Mingyue is not moving." If you know that ink repair is dead, what will happen to the big Chu? "Su drunk butterfly is not happy with frowning." How do you deal with us? Mingyue, are you going to help me?

Han Mingyue shook his head heavily, watching Su drunken faintly discolored, squinting at him and swearing and turning around. Looking at the back of the unhesitating departure, Han Mingyue sighed. If he promised, don't say if he can kill the ink repair, whether they can survive tonight is still a problem. Is this... the woman he loves? corridor
There is no such white figure in it, and Han Mingyue has some bitter thoughts in his heart.
In the study of the Taishou government, the Mohist generals who stayed in the northwest, except for the leaders, almost all of them have expired.
Yeli sat in a comfortable chair, listening to the generals and telling the war situation over the past few days. Although the generals who stayed in the northwest were generally younger, it was almost impossible to say that there were no famous generals, but Nanhou, who had already died in the eyes of outsiders, stayed. Nanhou’s experience and experience are not comparable to the average young general. Although they can't be on the battlefield, these days have taught Ye Liu a lot of knowledge about marching and fighting, and also shared a lot of pressure for her.
"...In addition to the three seats in the northwest eleven cities falling into the hands of Xiling, the two are in the midst of repeated struggles. The other six cities have been completely in the hands of our army, please show them."
Yeli nodded with satisfaction. "All the generals have worked hard." I want to grasp the peace of the city in the hands of the imperial garrison in the hands of the Mohist army. The effort spent is absolutely not under the murder of the Xiling people. In this way, the situation in the northwest is finally in the hands of the Mohist army. Even if Xiling goes to the northwest to increase their troops, they will have enough room to circumvent them, instead of worrying about being attacked by the enemy, they will be secretly calculated by the people of Mojing. When everyone got up and didn't dare, Ye Liu smiled and looked at Nanhou, who was sitting and drinking tea. "Hou, what do you think about the war?"
Nanhou arched his hand against Ye Liu, saying: "The northwest is about to enter the cold winter. If the Xiling people don't want to spend the next spring with us, they will only step up their attack. Recently, we don't have to be polite with them. It must be beaten back! The northwest is one of the three big granaries in Dachu. If it is still fighting after the spring, it will only affect the cultivation of the people." Nanhou is modest, and he is self-proclaimed to the young woman of Yeli. Next, it has already explained the attitude of Nanhou. On the other hand, Nanhou is also very satisfied with the performance of Ye Liu. This is not the same as the ordinary woman or the power or arrogance, and some do not understand the face for the sake of face. She is very clear that she is not good at large-scale deployment, so she is never afraid to ask her opinions. The real commander does not need to be able to charge, or even need to be able to deploy. As long as he can make good use of capable people, he can make the right choice at a critical time. It is no wonder that Hua Guogong strongly praised Ding Wang, and in Nanhou's view, although Wang Hao is a woman, he already has the king's style.
Ye Liu nodded: "Nan Hou thinks thoughtfully, Benedict is also very worried about this matter. If so, everyone will talk about their own ideas." In fact, Ye Li is worried not only about the spring ploughing problem in the northwest next year. Although the Mojiajun and the court have not officially torn their faces on the face, but everyone knows that regardless of the final result of this battle, the balance between the King’s Palace and the Dachu royal family will remain for more than one hundred years. . If the Mohist army defeated, naturally there would be no more kings in the world. If it is a victory, it is only fear that Mo Jingqi will also be struggling with the exhaustion of the Mohist army after the war. Therefore, Ye Zixin knows very well that the land in the northwest is not only as simple as expelling the Xiling people. She must also hold the entire northwest for the ink repair, and make sure that the land is in the hands of the Mohist army. Because this is likely to become the last retreat of the Mohist army. Therefore, the food aspect needs more attention.
These days, the Mohist army is fighting and stopping, almost dragging the footsteps of the Xiling army. There was almost no real battle, so the soldiers were also a little bit wrong. I had already had enough time to give the Xiling people a head-on blow. At this time, I heard the words of Ye Li, and I was excited. I talked about my opinions and suddenly became a piece in the entire study.