Chapter 374

"The meaning of princess is the meaning of the king." Although Leng Qianqiu doesn't want Rui Jingyi to be involved with Xikang any more, since Chu Qianmo agrees, she must have thought about it.

Her thinking is his.

When Leng Qianqiu said this, a pair of handsome eyes locked Chu Qian Mo like water tenderly, even his eyes were reluctant to blink.

Nine thousand years old has been used to it for a long time. With enough resistance, even some people are happy with it. Now people in Xikang can't help but know that his seventh brother was pulled down from the altar. Even Daqi and Beihan have seen it.

On that side, Han Liang was shocked and couldn't close his mouth for a long time. Not to mention how many myths he had heard about Leng Qianqiu before, only four months after the battle of Xiling mountain, which time did he see Leng Qianqiu, who was not a god of war in hell, who ever thought that he would have the chance to see such a side?!

Before he closed his mouth, the cold eyes swept over. It was not surprising that the five or six braziers around the tent were suddenly gloomy. Han Liang shivered in his heart unconsciously. He was the God of war in hell. That's right!

This war, which has lasted for more than four months, finally ended half a month before the lunar new year.

Rui Jingyi stares at Chu Qian Mo for a long time. After making sure that the girl doesn't even have a redundant look in her eyes, she leaves the tent with a black face.

Nine thousand years old and Han Huan look at Leng Qianqiu and don't mean to speak. They look at each other. Nine thousand years old raises his hand and makes a "please" gesture. Then they leave one after another.

Leng Qianqiu helped Chu Qianmo stand up. Before Chu Qianmo could stand up, she held her tightly in her arms. Chu Qianmo pushed her subconsciously, then loosened the strength of her arms and wrapped it around his neck.

In her heart, there was a little joy, but she felt that the occasion seemed a little inappropriate. After all, there were two princes waiting outside. Although they were all her own, it was not very... OK.

So, Chu Qian Mo patted seven Wang Ye's back gently, "Wang Ye."

"My husband." Leng Qianqiu buries her whole face in the neck of Chu Qian Mo, saying only three words, then she doesn't speak any more, just hugs her tightly in her arms, as if she wants to integrate into the strength of her bones and blood.

"My husband!" The continuous war has finally come to an end. The bottom of Chu Qian Mo's heart is bright, and there is a bit of joy, but I don't know why Leng Qianqiu is so different.

"I can take you home." He just hugged her for a long time, then said this sentence.

As the commander in chief of the three armed forces, he withstood many pressures and won the victory with few. He once again became the God of war of Xikang. This is his great honor and the capital he can be proud of. However, what he was most looking forward to and happy about was that he was able to take her home to Chengqian hall, the place that bears and witnesses the feelings of the two people.

Chu Qian Mo to this moment to understand, more than half a year of separation, this knot, in the cold heart, has not been dispersed, her heart, some slight pain, speechless, can only gently "um" a.

Before the ending of the word "Er", she had already felt the danger. The two thin and cool lips fell down without hesitation. She couldn't help but resist and was under the pressure of the army.

She tried to resist, but in an instant, she lost her armor and left him to conquer the city. Until she had exhausted all the oxygen, she let each other free and breathed the fresh air.

Chu Qian Mo was afraid that he would be suddenly attacked again. He buried his whole face in his chest. Until he heard the "Dong Dong" sound in his chest, he raised his head slightly and said, "it's time to go down the mountain."

"Well." Although he agreed, he held her for a long time and did not let go until the fire in the fire basin in the tent gradually changed from red to grayish brown. Leng Qianqiu was afraid that Chu Qianmo would change his clothes and get cold, so he imprinted a kiss on his head and went out of the tent first.

When they came out again, Chu Qian Mo had become Lin Qian Bai.

Leng Qianqiu, 9000 years old, Han Huan, and Lin Qianbai ride side by side up and down the Xiling mountain, forming a beautiful scenery.

If it had to be said that there was something imperfect, it would be Lin Qianbai's face. At this moment, Chu Qian Mo has some regrets. At the beginning, in order to better hide people's eyes and ears, she made the appearance of Yirong ordinary. She peeped aside and saw that the three people were actually one by one. She just stood up, but the momentum was absolutely unbeaten.

So the soldiers of Xikang military camp in Xiling will never forget the beautiful scene they saw when they were facing the sunset on Xiling mountain.

And the expectation in their hearts - the wonderful mood of going home for the new year, from expectation to reality.

After dinner, in the main camp, Leng Qianqiu sits at the table. Although she is still as cold as ever, her eyebrows and eyes stretch out. With a faint smile on her face, she sits on Leng Qianqiu's right side and tastes tea.

Chu Qian Mo sits next to Leng Qian Qiu's left hand side, studying the sword of Han Huan. Han Huan sits on the right hand side of Chu Qian Mo, shaking the fan, but it seems that he is not in the good mood in the past. His eyes look at Chu Qian Mo from time to time.

Suddenly, the door of the tent rang, and there was a loud voice, "Lord, the Su family, father and son, please see me." The general meeting that should come comes, Leng Qianqiu picked to pick eyebrow, "come in." After the Su family and his son came in, they first saluted and then stood in the heart of the earth, silent for a long time“ No harm, no taboo. " Leng Qianqiu said. Su family father and son looked at each other, "Putong" and "Putong" two times, knelt down in front of Leng Qianqiu, and the old general hugged his fist and said, "my Lord, I fought with my Lord on the Xiling mountain for more than four months, and I fell in love with my Lord, but..." the old general Chen Ning for a moment, "today, I come to say goodbye with Haoran. Tomorrow morning, I will take the soldiers back to the court according to the king's command. "“ Well, it's been a hard journey. " Leng Qianqiu raised his hand and motioned for two people to speak. The Su family's father and son, whether they were from the sixth Prince of the former dynasty or from the empress of the harem, were on the opposite side of Chengqian hall. Therefore, in the Xiling battlefield, Leng Qianqiu looked at the Su family's father and son with new eyes. At least he had national power in his eyes and internal and external power in his heart. He did not waste the title of Xikang general. But when the war ended, naturally, the dust returned to the dust and the earth returned to the earth. Some of their rights with the government and the public broke the relationship between bones and tendons, which could not be changed from birth. It's no use saying goodbye this time. Liang Xiang knows clearly. Although Leng Qianqiu let two people get up, they didn't mean to get up. They kowtowed three heads to Leng Qianqiu on the ground, and then kowtowed three heads to nine thousand years old, then they turned and left.