Chapter 184: Mantra

Xiao Fengdi took her to the deep part of the grassland, studying the wind and blowing the sleeves of the two, and the sky gradually darkened. Nie Wushuang looked at the sky that was burning red, and felt the heart became clear for the first time, all the pain, Sad, hateful memories seem to pass away at this moment.
The world is vast, and people in it are like a drop in the ocean. Nie Wushuang sighed heavily in his heart. In her life, she can no longer expect such a pastoral life.
Xiao Fengzhen stood behind her and laughed, "If you look up at night and see all the stars, you can reach into your arms with almost a low hand."
Nie Wushuang couldn't help but fascinate: "The emperor spoke beautifully, and his servants couldn't help but want to stay here for a long time."
Xiao Fengyi gave her a deep look: "It is impossible to stay for a long time, but I can take you out at night to take a look. By then you will know that You are not exaggerating."
Nie Wushuang's eyes lightened, and then he felt darkened. His pet is always like this, bit by bit, unknowingly penetrating people's hearts. When you want to refuse, you find that you have fallen into it. If it wasn't for her determination, she would have become the second Yunfei.
"Xie Xie." Thinking, Nie Wushuang was blessed and respected.
Returning to the Royal Account, the guards who had been away for a day have already had enough to eat and sleep, leaving only the vigil guards to patrol around. Nie Wushuang wanted to return to her camp, but Xiao Fengyi didn't let her leave, she just sat on the throne to approve the urgent announcements presented by various places.
He looked for a while, and suddenly took a letter from a pile of envelopes and handed it to her: "This is your brother's home letter. If you have a reply, write it and send it with you."
Nie Wushuang was surprised and happy when she heard what she said. Her brother has been in the area of ​​Qijiang for more than a month to investigate the military situation. She is afraid of writing because of his official duties. same. She quickly thanked him. In his hand was the elder brother's letter. In just a few words, Nie Wushuang turned it over and looked at it. This was the most important thing in his heart.
Gonggong Lin thoughtfully ordered people to be short and pen and ink. Nie Wushuang wrote and stopped, it took a long time to write a letter, and handed it to Xiao Fengyi. Xiao Fengzhen put two letters in a bamboo tube, sealed them with beeswax, and stamped them. That's why they were sent away.
When Nie Wushuang saw Xiao Fengsong reading the chanting, she knelt down beside him to grind ink for him. The candlelight in the royal account was dim, and she looked at him from time to time and frowned at the side, and could not see God.
A gentleman is gentle and gentle. I can't help thinking of this poem in my mind. Nie Wushuang was startled by her thoughts. When did she develop such a thought?
He is the emperor, and she should not fall in love, let alone fall in love! The cold sweat behind Nie Wushuang. The only time she has ever loved in this life, she also missed Gu Qinghong and paid the price of the entire Nie family.
If this time I was caught in Xiao Fengyi's gentle thoughtfulness, what would be the price? She didn't dare to think about it anymore ...
Love can make a person weak and lose her revenge. Do not! It can't be this way! Nie Wushuang squeezed his palm, and his long sharp nails were almost embedded in the palm. The pain made her sober, and made her even more ashamed of the Shining God just now.
Xiao Fengxi seemed to perceive her breath was unstable, and asked, "Are you tired?"
Nie Wushuang lowered her eyes. At this moment, she did not want to face him, and said hurriedly, "Chen Xuan is tired. Please allow Chen Xun to rest."
After she finished speaking, Xiao Feng retreated hurriedly before Xiao Fengyu answered.
Out of the imperial tent, the cold wind blowing from the mountains greeted her, and her cold sweat was blown by the wind, and she shivered. Xia Lan kept out of the account and saw her come out and hurried forward to help. Nie Wushuang pursed his lips tightly and hurriedly returned to his account before he was relieved.
When Xia Lan and Qiu Qiu saw that her face was not good, she quickly stepped forward and asked, "Where is your mother uncomfortable?"
Nie Wushuang shook his head and closed his eyes wearily: "You all go down. Let the palace rest alone."
Xia Lan and Qiu Qiu face each other, can only retreat quietly.
A small palace lamp was lit in the account, dim and dim, and Nie Wushuang only felt uncomfortable, so he unbuttoned his coat and leaned on the cushion in the account.
I don't know how long, Nie Wushuang only felt that someone was approaching. She thought it was Xia Lan coming in to look at it, and she ignored it. Suddenly, the candle in the account went out and a dark shadow approached.
Nie Wushuang's eyes were extremely sour, and she opened a slit slightly, but suddenly she couldn't help but sit up: "You ..." Before she shouted, her mouth was covered. The familiar fragrance of Du Ruo immediately relaxed Nie Wushuang's nervousness.
She glared at Xiao Fengqing in the dark, no longer struggling.
Xiao Fengqing knew she recognized him, and slowly let go.
Nie Wushuang was annoyed and said, "His Royal Highness is haunted by ghosts. Is there anything you can't say during the day?"
Xiao Fengqing sat on her couch and smiled, "What's the meaning of daytime? You haven't heard of a wife as a cricket, but a cricket is worse than stealth. It's interesting to be sneaky."
Nie Wushuang blushed suddenly and pushed him away: "Can this palace be insulted by His Highness at will?"
Xiao Fengqing listened carefully to the outside, so he leaned in softly: "Do you want others to hear that there is a man in your account? The king will leave after a while, the more you catch the king, the more you will not leave."
Knowing that he was acting unconventionally, Nie Wushuang faced indignantly: "Say what your Royal Highness has to say. This palace listens to your ears and listens to it. Last time Your Highness called Wushuang to do it, Wushuang has already done it. What is your mission this time?"
Last time, she tried to steal Xiao Fengyu's selection official list and gave it to Xiao Fengqing, but after more than ten days, Xiao Fengqing had not seen any action. It was as quiet as an illusion. What's up with Xiao Fengqing this time?
Nie Wushuang guessed in his heart. Suddenly, the fragrance from his side struck. Nie Wushuang turned his head vigilantly, but saw Xiao Fengqing leaning in besides shoes and socks.
"You ... what are you doing?" Nie Wushuang was creeping. He had seen her cold and fierce in bed, and this time he thought ...
Nie Wushuang shivered, holding back the quilt and retracting.
In the darkness, Xiao Fengqing's eyebrows were blurred, but she knew that he must be smiling, with a triumphant smugness, and her thin lips seduced ...
"My king ..." Xiao Fengqing was about to speak. Suddenly, Xia Lan outside the account seemed to hear the sound, and asked across the account, "Mother? Do you want to drink water?"
Xiao Fengqing stayed in shape, and Nie Wushuang mentioned it, and for a long while, she said lightly: "It's okay, you go down, there is no need to wait here. This palace must rest, no one should be near the account, otherwise this palace will sleep unsteadily!" "
"Yes." Xia Lan undoubtedly had him and stepped back quickly, ordering the guard next to him not to get too close to the account.
Nie Wushuang listened to a slight voice and gradually receded, and then looked at Xiao Fengqing on the side: "His Royal Highness, let's go. There are different palaces here, and many people have mixed eyes ..."
She also wanted to persuade Xiao Fengqing with a sigh of relief, sitting next to her, and handing her a bottle: "Here, drink some wine to go to the cold and moisture, here is very cold and wet, you are not well, sleep a little I'm bound to get sick the next day. "
Nie Wushuang looked at him for a few moments before taking it silently. The bottle also contained the heat of his body, and Nie Wushuang pulled out the cork and took a sip. Alcohol poured into her nose, so much that she wanted to cough but didn't dare.
Xiao Fengqing smiled suddenly: "You are so stupid, what if this is poisonous wine?"
Nie Wushuang sneered, and took another big sip: "Have your Highness been so willing to kill Wushuang?" After adapting to the initial spicyness, Nie Wushuang also tasted the mellow and sweetness of this wine.
"What is this?" Xiao Fengqing suddenly pulled an item from her hair and shimmered off the tent. Nie Wushuang recognized that it was the flower that Xiao Fengying wore on her side for her. Thinking of Xiao Fengxuan, she was upset and tore off the withered flowers and threw them on the ground.
"Nothing. It's just a flower." Nie Wushuang said coldly. She had something in her heart tonight, unknowingly, taking a sip. Silence in the account, Xiao Fengqing looked at her, and suddenly smiled: "It turns out that you have a mind."
Nie Wushuang drank most of it before she felt drunk. She exclaimed: "What's the matter? Isn't it those things that come and go?" She stuffed the bottle back into Xiao Fengqing's arms, and said: "Wine also Drink, Your Highness can go. "
She crouched on the cushions in her account, looking tired. Xiao Fengqing didn't say a word, approached her, and asked in her ear: "Do you really want to stop Gu Qinghong at this time? To know that he is dead, Qi Guo is completely dead."
Nie Wushuang only felt that his head was fluttering, as if he was driving in the mist. Alcoholic flare up and hot. She thought hard and chuckled, "Does your Highness want to hear the truth?"
The so-called spit truth. Xiao Fengqing's eyes brightened and he got closer: "Of course I want to."
Nie Wushuang squinted her eyes, looking at his enlarged handsome face, close to his ear, and said, "Actually, I don't want him to die, I don't want to.

Ah, a thousand owed yesterday, a thousand and two thousand words promised to be added before, this chapter is paid off. It is still updated today.