A yellow crescent moon in the sky is hanging high above the dark sky. Mo jiuxie is wearing a long robe of Embroidered Brocade and light gauze. He is sitting on the tile eaves beside a fragrant osmanthus tree in the courtyard with a white jade wine pot. He plays with the branches and leaves beside him with one hand and drinks with the other. His green silk is not tied, flying in the night wind, messy, but only because that a face like crown jade, elegant and elegant between eyebrows, still like a fairy in the sky.

"Your Highness, it's cold. Be careful."

Gaoxuan watched Mo jiuxie sitting in the tile eaves for a long time. The sky in Ruijing was cold early. In addition, it was autumn. As the sky was getting late, it began to frost.

"How are you?"

Mo jiuxie doesn't pay attention to Gao Xuan's concern. He only cares about one person, that is an mujin.

Listening to Mo jiuxie's melancholy, Gao Xuan's heart trembles. Why does the prince of his family love an Hibiscus all the time? In her heart, there is only king in heaven. Why can't the prince understand.

However, even though Gao Xuan has a lot of puzzles and discontent in his heart, Mo jiuxie still has to answer truthfully: "he's already by the side of King Chen."

Gao Xuan's voice fell down, showing a far fetched smile on Mo jiuxie's face. A pair of eyes that were originally clear had infinite frustration, but in this frustration, it had a subtle color of satisfaction.

In autumn, Japan is desolate, and the bright moonlight scattered by the moon is bleak. From the moment an mujin came to find her, he knew that an mujin was going to find him. He knew that he couldn't stop him. He had to pretend that he didn't know anything and wait for him in the city. All he could do was to let people protect her in the dark.

Hibiscus, I said, I will wait for you to turn around, wait for you to turn back, if you decide so, I will always be behind you

In autumn, Huzhou was more desolate than Ruijing, and an Hibiscus felt warm just because she was beside him.

Because there was a great chance of winning the battle here, and all the people in the army were waiting for the good news of the victory, Jun Lintian did not personally watch the battle on the city floor, but chose to fight with an mujin in the tent.

Although it was in the tent, I could hear the sound of fighting outside the gate.

An hibiscus and Jun Lintian sit in front of a chessboard full of black and white pieces, thinking carefully about the way of each step of the pieces. The key to playing chess is the layout, which is closely linked with each other. If there is a difference in chess, it will lose the game.

"If this battle is won, your highness, what are your plans?" An Hibiscus looked at the chess game seriously, but opened her mouth coldly.

"Do it in one go." The four words "Jun Lin Tian" are plain.

As an Hibiscus expected: "who leads the army?"

"My king."

The final battle can directly determine the victory or defeat. If the final battle is agreed, then you can return to the imperial court triumphantly. It can be seen that the emperor attaches great importance to heaven.

"This..."

An Hibiscus is going to continue to say what she thinks, but she is stopped by Jun Lintian: "hibiscus, if you are so absent-minded again, I'm afraid this chess game will be lost."

An Hibiscus's mind is really not above the chess game. When she hears the words of Jun Lintian, an Hibiscus looks down at the chess board again, and the situation is really difficult.

If an Hibiscus had not guessed wrong, if Gu Ping defeated Qingchuan this time, it would certainly cause Yuwen Tonghui's anger. There was a gap between the two brothers. If so, the gap would be even greater.

"You lost."

An Hibiscus this a little turn God, the king comes to the sky to say such words.

How can it be? Although we have been in a difficult position just now, we have a foregone conclusion after a few years.

An Mu Jin did not believe that she bowed her head to verify that she had lost.

"Master, general an has won a great victory!" Changming suddenly came in from outside the tent with a happy face.

Hearing such news, whether an Mu Jin or Jun Lin Tian, her face overflowed with a satisfied smile.

After this battle, you must have made a contribution. When you return to the imperial court, you will have a good time to watch. I don't know how Mo jiuxie has investigated Marquis an's affairs.

"It is said that the king's order is to prepare good food and wine and reward the three armies. All the money spent will be included in the king's account when they return to Beijing!"

Jun Lintian embraces an hibiscus and orders Changming with a happy smile. Junyi's face is still full of the domineering and forthright spirit of the king. As long as he is happy, everything is OK.

When the soldiers returned to the city, the camp of Guping was very busy. Because it was autumn, Changqing specially ordered people to light a bonfire. The fire is burning warmly, and the jumping flames are jubilant, representing victory and hope.

"Men's blood is shed on the battlefield, and weapons and halberds protect the city wall."

"Life should serve the country, death should serve the king."

Before he was seated in the sky, he listened to the soldiers sing songs, so joyful, so sincere emotion, not only in the sky, but also in an's heart.

However, it was originally a song of praising the emperor's presence in heaven. After listening to it, he changed his face and made the soldiers stop.

"I understand the feelings of the officers and men in this war, but I'm not the only one who has contributed to this war. Generals, you all have contributed. Because of Gu Ping's great national righteousness, we can only succeed by sacrificing our life and forgetting our death. "

Jun Lintian is wearing a black Kirin embroidered robe and a gold lace robe on the outside tonight. His thunder and drumming sound is heroic and irresistible. He is a king of the world. It has to be admitted that only such a person can make people willingly bow to his throne.

"There's no need to sing such a ballad today, just have a good drink together on a happy day."

Listening to the words of the king in heaven, the soldiers no longer said anything, but knelt down on the ground and went up to the mountain one after another, shouting: "Your Highness, King Chen, thousands of years, thousands of years!"

An Mu Jin can see clearly beside Jun Lintian. After all, the song of praising merits and virtues can not be sung casually. Now the relationship between Jun Lintian and the emperor has become the same. If it goes on like this, it will be even worse to spread the soldiers' songs to the emperor's ears.

In order to avoid some unnecessary trouble, Jun Lintian stopped their singing, but it was not so simple.

It's a great pleasure for the generals to have a drink together tonight. No matter whether it's yiyiran or junlintian, they have drunk a few more cups. However, compared with junlintian, yiyiran's drinking capacity is much worse. Before long, yiyiran was almost drunk.

Looking at an easy but red face and silly smile, an Mu Jin can't help shaking her head. This child doesn't drink much in his daily life, and the amount of alcohol is naturally less than those rough men who have been in the military camp for a long time.

"I'll help Yi ran back first."

It's rare to see Jun Lintian enjoying himself as much as today. An mujin doesn't want to disturb him, so she whispers a word in his ear, ready to let Changqing help him back to the tent.

"Well, come back early." Jun Lintian nodded slightly. His face didn't change much, but his soft voice was very light. It was as light as a feather in her ear.

There are only two people in the tent: an Yiran and an mujin. Seeing that an Yiran is lying on the bed with a red face, an mujin orders Changqing outside the door to bring a basin of cold water.

"Drink, sister! Big sister

Listening to the leisurely and confused, she murmured to herself. An Mu Jin couldn't help but feel warm in her heart. He twisted his handkerchief and gently wiped his face for him. Then he calmed down.

"I can't drink so much more. It's really worrying."

An Hibiscus looked at the comfort in front of her, but she couldn't laugh or cry, but it's time for her to learn how to drink.