Chapter 315

Time and space crisscross, passing in the blink of an eye.

It's like a shaking God. Looking back, it's the end of the year.

It's another year's pass. She was still at odds with Mu Yi'an at last year's pass. She always felt that she was still vivid at that time, but it's another year's pass so soon. Why does time always pass so fast, and she wouldn't even wait for them.

Mu Yian still hasn't come back, but the good news has come back.

A small-scale war broke out between Northern Xinjiang and xitui before the new year's pass. It happened at the border between Northern Xinjiang and xitui. The reason is that Northern Xinjiang did not know why it suddenly robbed a city in xitui. It is said that it is the kind of crime that burns, kills and loots.

Afterwards, Beijiang, as always, gave full play to its shameless characteristics, saying that it was the work of bandits. They couldn't manage it, and even boasted that xichui would give them a confession every year in the future.

Xichui, a country that advocates economic development but does not like war, has many weapons, but few people can take up arms, which leads to the long march of Northern Xinjiang. They have nothing to do but let Northern Xinjiang bully them.

And it's easy for people to rob them.

Xi Chui turned to Qian state for help. Mu Yi'an refused on the ground that the mountain was closed by heavy snow and he was unable to send troops.

Are you kidding? I helped Beijiang besiege them before. Now I'm in trouble, so I ask Mu Yi'an for help. Where do you think you can get some thin noodles from Mu Yi'an?

Besides, it was originally designed by Mu Yian to let you fight. This is a good time to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. How could he send troops to calm this matter at this time?

Even if you want to calm down, it will also make xitui suffer. He will send charcoal in the snow again, so that you can deeply remember this lesson and never dare to commit his country in the future.

Not only can not commit, but also closely adhere to the dry country and bow down to the dry country.

This is probably the best gift for GaN Yu at the end of the year.

Qian Yu was in a good mood. The reward went into QinChun garden like running water. The people in the palace, whether palace maids, eunuchs or concubines, were polite when they saw her.

Yi Xiaoqiao smiled and couldn't see any difference, but he was a little worried.

Mu Yi'an first repulsed the attack of Beijiang and xitui without a single soldier. Now he broke the union of Beijiang and xitui with a few rumors, which is equivalent to showing his hand in front of Qian Yu. For Qian Yu, he was already a "winner". Now he shows his unparalleled talent in this field, Qian Yu will probably mutter to herself again.

At the Palace Banquet, Yi Xiaoqiao sipped the fruit wine one mouthful at a time, but his eyes carefully observed Qian Yu.

Although Qian Yu looked at Long Yan Dayue, she occasionally looked at her with a cold feeling of Yin pity. Yi Xiaoqiao's back was cold. When she was worried, she had two more drinks.

"Drink less wine and hurt your body." Mrs. Mu whispered a reminder.

"Yes." Yi Xiaoqiao answered.

"Mrs. Joe."

Just then, someone called her.

Yi Xiaoqiao's mind moved. She didn't have to go to see who this man was. Now in the whole harem, there are not many people who can sit next to Qian Yu and speak in this warm and soft voice, or there is only one person - Yun Jiao.

Since Yuechan disappeared, yunjiao has become the only favorite of the six palaces. I don't know how many people have red eyes.

Yi Xiaoqiao smiled: "imperial concubine Yun."

Yun Jiao picked up her glass and said, "I respect you."

"The imperial concubine is pregnant. I'm afraid it's not suitable to drink..." Yi Xiaoqiao subconsciously tried to persuade her, but when he saw yunjiao's eyes moving, Qian Yu glanced at her and immediately understood that the wine cup was a wine cup, but what was in it was not necessarily wine.

"Thank you, imperial concubine." Yi Xiaoqiao picked up his glass and took a sip gently.

The fruit wine has a sweet and greasy taste, but it burns a little more across the intestines and stomach.

As soon as the wine glass was put down here, Yi Zhen came over there. She took the wine glass and said with a smile, "Mrs. Qiao, thank Mrs. Qiao for her tolerance."

At the beginning, Qian Yu tried Yi Xiaoqiao and said that he hoped to let Yi Zhen into the house. Yi Xiaoqiao agreed. Naturally, this matter was also said to Yi Lan. It was settled temporarily, waiting for mu Yian to come back.

It's reasonable for Yi Zhen to come to propose a toast at this time.

Yi Xiaoqiao had no words, picked up his glass and drank it.

Yi Zhen smiled, picked up the wine pot and poured a glass of wine again: "Mrs. Qiao is really massive. Zhener wants to toast you again. This cup also wants to thank you. Thank you for fulfilling my boxing heart."

"You're welcome. You should." Yi Xiaoqiao picked up the glass. She was already drunk. She smiled and said, "you're all dead faced and pasted up like a dog's plaster. Can I tear it down?"

Yi Zhen's face changed.

Yi Xiaoqiao drank all the wine in the cup and poured another cup: "although you don't want face, I can't be afraid of pain. I can't bear to be said that I'm mean when I look back. If you really have the ability, you can compete in the future."

Yi Zhen's face became more and more ugly.

After drinking a glass of wine, Yi Xiaoqiao picked up the wine pot and said with a smile, "I don't need you to fill my wine. I'll finish it myself so that I won't be respected by you. I seem to welcome you more."

Yi Zhen couldn't hang on his face. He turned and left.

Seeing Yi Zhen go away, Yi Xiaoqiao is not interested in drinking. He puts the wine pot on the table and holds his head in one hand to make himself slowly.

"How are you, Little Joe?" Mrs. Mu asked in a low voice. She knew that Yi Xiaoqiao shouldn't come today, but the Emperor invited three or five, and it wouldn't work if she didn't come. She really met Yi Zhen.

The child is also a fool. She is calm and self-contained on weekdays, but every time she meets Yi Zhen, she can't help but blow her hair. People who don't understand think how much she hates Yi Zhen.

However, she has also understood Yi Zhen's means of coercion. Naturally, she knows that Yi Xiaoqiao's anger is not for no reason. She also understands Yi Xiaoqiao.

Old lady Mu got up and saluted the emperor. She said she was old and couldn't drink. She had to go back first.

Qian Yu smiled and asked someone to send old lady Mu and Yi Xiaoqiao back to QinChun garden.

Yi Xiaoqiao is drunk and hazy. Fortunately, the last string is still stretched in his mind. No one has completely become a slave to alcohol.

After seeing the old lady back to her room, Yi Xiaoqiao returned to her room to have a rest accompanied by Xiaohua and Xiaoye.

She had no words that night. She slept in the dark.

It was not until he was awakened by the scream the next morning that he woke up vaguely and slowly opened his eyes.

He stared at Yi Xiaoqiao, fell out of bed and grabbed his collar, as if he were the one who suffered.

Yi Xiaoqiao opened his mouth, his lips and teeth trembled a little, and silently called out two words: "Lin Yi..."

"Mrs. Qiao, you are too unwilling to be lonely. It's a great crime to behead the palace."