Chapter 570: Quzhou City (1)

Nie Wushuang looked at Xia Lan and allowed her to shake her legs, and her desolate crying fluttered in Yinfengtai, infiltrating into the bottom of her heart, her heart was desolate.
Xia Lan couldn't cry herself. A pair of cold hands held her face, she looked up, but smiled at Nie Wushuang's face. Nie Wushuang wiped away the tears on her cheeks little by little, and slowly said, "Fool, following this palace, you will always be a slave. This palace gives you gold and silver, and you come out of the palace. Isn't it better to stay safe?"
"Mother-in-law ... But the slave-in-law is gone, what is the mother-in-law? What are you to do in the mother-in-law? Who can take care of the mother-in-law ..." Xia Lan shook her head desperately: "Slave-in-law does not leave, slave-in-law does not leave, mother-in-law ..."
She looked at Nie Wushuang's smiley face, and asked bitterly: "Is something happening? Mother, the slaves will not leave the mother when the sky falls. The mother will tell the slaves!"
The smile on Nie Wushuang's face gradually turned cold. She looked at the bright sunlight outside the palace, and slowly said, "He broke the broken army ridge. His defeat will be defeated by His Royal Highness Rui, and this river will eventually return." To his hands ... "
She looked at Xia Lan. She had no expression on her beautiful face, but it made Xia Lan feel cold. It was a kind of despair that penetrated into the bone marrow. It was as quiet as watching thousands of soldiers rushing to death. .
Xia Lan was shocked and mumbled.
Nie Wushuang caressed the raised abdomen and smiled lightly: "It seems that this palace will take a trip in person to meet him."
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After breaking the army ridge, Gu Qinghong led tens of thousands of horses to retreat to Yingzhou City. He continued to step up the wall repairs day and night, set up a crossbow, and sharpen weapons. There is a kind of stagnation on everyone's face, which is the numbness and loss that escaped the death and robberies. In this troubled world, it is long unknown what one is fighting for and for what.
Only then did I feel that my homesickness in my heart was intricate and entangled with madness.
Gu Qinghong raised the pen, but felt as heavy as a pound. Although he had been there for a month and a half, he had done his best, but how did he face her entrustment. Xiao Fengzhen was calm and resourceful, and once he broke the army ridge, it was difficult to resist his attack.
"Master Xiangguo, the secret order of Beijing!" Said a soldier respectfully outside the room.
"Come in!" Gu Qinghong said.
After a while, the soldier handed in the secret order. Gu Qinghong opened it with a look, ten lines at a glance, and couldn't help but be frightened and said, "Fantastic! Absurd!"
He was so angry that he could not see the former Ruya calmly.
"Master Xiangguo ..." the soldier asked involuntarily.
Gu Qinghong opened his mouth, but waved suddenly: "Back down. This is all right."
He turned and walked into the room, the door closed.
The secret order in his hand was unfolded again by him, this time looking a little less angry, more helpless. I saw that it said "Long-term drive to Luzhou City ..."
She is coming! Does it mean that she will come over to guard the battle in spite of her heavy pregnant body? !!
"Woushuang ... Wushuang ..." He squeezed the secret order tightly, his eyes aching.
She did it for Xiao Fengqing. Could it be said that the paranoid man was really equal to her safety? She had abandoned the world for him, didn't she care about her life?
Or ... or ... she didn't want to ...
Thinking about it, Gu Qinghong's heart gave a terrible pain, and it was painful. It turned out that she really didn't think about her future ...
It's him, everything is him! Had it not been for the paranoid revenge of five years ago, he and she would have lived in harmony with the United States and the United States, and had a child, safe and rich. Wouldn't kill the hatred now, the chaos in the chaos ...
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On the official road, Nie Wushuang leaned on Jindun with soft cushions, half closed his eyes, and fell asleep. Yang Zhi kneeled aside, silent.
His face was indifferent, as if everything that disturbed him would never disturb his half distraction.
After a long time, Nie Wushuang opened his eyes like Shuifeng's eyes and asked lightly, "Are you approaching Quzhou City soon?"
Straight back, Yang said, "If you go back to Niangniang, you will reach Luzhou within another night."
Nie Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, opened the curtain, and watched the dust outside, in front of her was only 30,000 elite soldiers in Beijing. This time, she personally led them to Luzhou City.
"Come down and march overnight. Be sure to arrive at Luzhou City tomorrow morning." Nie Wushuang lowered the curtain and said lightly.
"Yes." Yang Zhi bowed his head and answered. Calm and calm.
Nie Wushuang looked at him, passing a faint doubt in his eyes, and asked, "Isn't Yang Gong opposed?"
Yang looked straight at her, her eyes calm and soft: "Slave will not oppose, and the maiden has to do things, as long as the slain follow the sorceress. Life and death, slavery follow the sorrow.
Nie Wushuang trembled suddenly, she lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly: "Do you know what the palace and Xia Lan said?"
Yang Zhi made no comment: "Did the maiden forget it? In the palace, there is very little news that the slaves did not know."
He looked at her sad but still beautiful side face, saying word by word: "This time, the mother-in-law can no longer give up slavery."
Nie Wushuang looked up and looked at Yang Zhi in front of him seriously. There are thousands of words, and they had a way out for their future, but they all seemed unwilling to accept her arrangements.
In this lonely world, there is always such a little warmth, letting her cold heart care about her again and again.
"Okay." She didn't hesitate for a long time, clear in the eyes of Qingruquan: "This palace will not abandon father-in-law Yang. You and me, master and servant in this life, life and death go hand in hand, Huang Quan goes along."
Yang Zhi finally saw the waves, and the waves gradually merged into the water. He resisted the sorrow in his heart, bowed his body, and solemnly gave a gift: "Slave thanked his mother!"
Nie Wushuang looked at Yang Zhi who trembled on the ground, and bowed his head with a slight smile, but the bottom of his eyes was passing away so thick that he couldn't turn away, just like this, whether it's life or death, in this life, he can't care who bears who, I don't care who hurt her, just go this way to the end and see what is her final outcome ...
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When Nie Wushuang arrived in Luzhou City, the sky was slightly bright, and the clear morning light fell on the gate, reflecting the brilliant light. Gu Qinghong met early at the west gate of the city, and finally waited for the Fenghuang to approach, and finally waited for her to get out of the carriage with the help of Yang Zhi.
Gu Qinghong greeted him, and Nie Wushuang smiled weakly at him: "It's hard work."
So polite and alienated, Gu Qinghong's heart shuddered. Yang Zhi helped Nie Wushuang and said to Gu Qinghong: "My mother is running all the way, I don't know if Gu Xiang has cleaned the room and let her go first."
"Of course there is." Gu Qinghong saw her face tired, and her eyes looked at her tall and bulging abdomen, and the pain and pain in her heart was beyond words.
Nie Wushuang avoided his gaze and asked, "What is the situation today?" She paused: "Where has he ...?"
Gu Qinghong resisted the pain in his heart, and replied: "Xiao Fengyi has already hoarded soldiers in front of Luzhou City. I am afraid that he will come to attack the city in two days ...."
He stopped talking, but couldn't help but say, "This Luzhou city is small, plus the surrounding terrain has no danger to rely on. Mother, you ... please respond to Beijing."
Despair in his eyes: "This Luzhou city cannot be kept."
Nie Wu, with a lightly invisible smile on both sides, took a letter from his arms and handed it to Gu Qinghong: "This is a letter written to him by this palace, and you give it to him for this palace. "
After she finished speaking, Yang Zhi helped slowly walk into the city of Quzhou.
The small Quzhou city was only a projectile land bordering the border with Qin State, but now it is full of soldiers. Gu Qinghong ordered not to disturb the people, so many soldiers opened tents in the streets or alleys in the city, or nothing, curled up in the streets.
Nie Wushuang walked slowly, his eyes darkened. Her sins are unforgivable. This killing and this troubled life are so heavy that she can hardly bear it.
It's over, it's over ...
Above the army ridge, Xiao Fengxuan walked slowly across the mottled city wall, and his slender hands stroked the wall, and there were sword scratches over there, so obvious.
This battle was finally won, but why he was not half happy, only heavier. All the way to the present, it is completely impossible to distinguish what it is all about. For the sake of the righteousness of the country, or for the sake of selfishness.
"Newspaper! Secret letter sent by Chenzhou City to the Emperor!" A soldier hurried to present a thin letter.
"Maybe it's Gu Qinghong's kid asking for emperor's forgiveness!" Several generals on the side laughed.
Xiao Fengxuan took it, opened the envelope, and a beautiful line of words suddenly came into view.
"Xun Wushuang petitions His Majesty the Royal Emperor ..."

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