Chapter 430

Someone wants to see Nangong Yan. She's still a woman.

Nangong Yan is a little strange in his heart. What woman will look for him except ah Xue?

Nangong Yan went to the front hall. Sure enough, there was a woman standing in the hall. Her dress should be from the Huns.

"Brother Yan."

The woman turned around and Nangong Yan fixed her eyes on Sima Yue.

"What are you doing here without Manchester City?" Nangong Yan frowned. Although he met his old friend, he was not very happy.

Sima Yue was used to his indifference. She bit her thin lip and then said, "brother Yan, please leave here."

"What do you mean?"

"I know you're here. Don't Shan Yuneng know? He wants to secretly assemble a large army at the border and make a comeback. Now most of the troops in Qingqu city have withdrawn to Kyoto. You are weak and won't be his opponent."

Sima Yue borrowed the name of praying in the temple to inform him.

Nangong Yan's eyes are so deep that people can't see what he is thinking at the moment.

"Don't you believe me?" Sima Yue's heart sank again. He didn't believe that he was normal.

Nangong Yan didn't answer this question directly, but said, "thank you for coming to tell me."

Hearing the news, his look did not change. Sima Yue suddenly thought of something: "or do you already know this?"

"It's not too early, half a month ago." the news from the spies in Touman city told them to be careful recently. Shan yulv is ready to move again.

Sima Yue couldn't help smiling bitterly: "in this case, I've done more with one stone."

Yes, her brother Yan has unparalleled wit. How can such a thing escape his eyes.

"How are you going to deal with it?"

There are not many troops left in Qingqu city. Shan Yulu has made up his mind to attack Qingqu city this time. If only the current troops in the city can not compete with it.

Nangong Yan said faintly, "it won't bother you. Please go back."

A word called Sima Yue's panic in her heart. He always refused people thousands of miles away. Even if he didn't hesitate to take personal risks to report to him, he just got the word "thank you". He wouldn't look at himself at all the rest of the time.

Sima Yue thought she hated him, but hate also needed emotion. Isn't the other side of hate love?

"Brother Yan." Sima Yue summoned up her courage and volunteered, "brother Yan, if you need someone to cooperate with you, I think I can help you."

"No need." Nangong refused cleanly without even the slightest hesitation.

"Do you hate me so much?"

Tears appeared in Sima Yue's eyes. She had put down all her body, all her dignity and even her life. But why did this man never look at her?

"Now you are the person next to Shan yulv. If you are an insider, he will find out. I'm afraid your fate will not be better. Besides, I naturally have a way to deal with it and don't need you to worry about it."

It turned out that he was still worried about himself. Sima Yue hurriedly said, "if you like, I can also be your man."

Nangong Yan was about to answer. Ji Qingxue's voice came from a distance outside the door: "I don't know who you want to be?"

Sima Yue looked back and suddenly froze in place as if struck by lightning.

She... She has children.

Ji Qingxue's stomach is getting bigger and bigger, and her action is quite inconvenient. Nangong Yan hurried to help her when she saw her coming.

"What are you doing when you don't lie in the house?"

Ji Qingxue muttered: "recently, I always eat and sleep, sleep and eat. I'm not a pig."

Nangong Yan carefully helped her sit down: "recently, this little guy is always tossing you at night. You haven't slept well."

Ji Qingxue touched his stomach and smiled very gently: "he is a bad guy like you. Look, he is so noisy before he was born. He must be a son."

Nangong Yan pursed his lips and smiled: "I wish I were a daughter. She looks like you. She must be very beautiful."

They talked like ordinary couples and enjoyed the joy of being parents for the first time.

Sima Yue just stood in place. She found that she was an outsider here. She couldn't get in between them.

It turned out that she was just a joke from beginning to end.

Ji Qingxue said to Sima Yue, "I didn't hear what you said just now. Who are you going to be?"

"I......" Sima Yue turned a corner when she wanted to say, "brother Yan said that you can't satisfy him now, so you want me to be his man."

"Sima Yue." Nangong Yan's voice was as cold as ice, revealing a dangerous smell. As expected, the woman was still easy to change.

Sima Yue's expression at the moment seemed more pitiful. She weakly opened her mouth: "didn't you say that to me just now, brother Yan?"

Anyway, for the man in front of her, Sima Yue has nothing. Her face and reserve are nothing. Even if she can't become him, she will let them have a quarrel with each other.

Ji Qingxue looked calm, as if she didn't believe her words.

"Ji Qingxue, don't you believe it?"

"It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not. The important thing is that this comes out of your mouth. Do you believe it yourself?"

Sima Yue's face suddenly became ugly: "what do you mean, you mean I'm not worthy of him?"

"When you married him in vain, he didn't look at you more. Now you have become Shan Yulu's concubine. He suddenly changed his taste and became interested in you. You'd better use Sima Yue's words to deceive yourself. Your lie is really not clever enough."

Sima Yue blushed. What she hated most was Ji Qingxue's self righteous and high appearance.

But she can poke her most painful place with one mouth.

"I told you when Sima Yue was in the barracks that the most important thing for people is to find their own position. Even if Nangong Yan is really interested in you today, you will never be his person."

"Because I'm selfish. What if nangongyan likes you? Unless you divorce me, you won't have a chance at all. Besides, I know my husband. He won't be like that."

Ji Qingxue smiled: "because his heart is only me from beginning to end."

Sima Yue really hates the way she's holding the winning ticket now.

Sima Yue Leng hum: "don't be happy too early. Brother Yan will be mine sooner or later."

"Then I wish your dream come true, but I hope you're not insulting yourself."