Rescuing the Supporting Character

No need to practice under the supervision of Mo Xie, Wen Ruo finally restored the treatment of the host who was held in the palm of his hand to protect his love.

Therefore, her previous painful lessons are purely self-seeking? For this, Wen Ru will never admit his mistakes.

After a period of intensification of riding on Moxie’s head to make a fortune, she moved to say that this is the life that a woman should live.

Let those mundane martial arts go to hell, she just wants to be healthy and leisurely, and watch the Mo Xie day and night hard training.

Wen Ru was recently hooked on playing the piano in the place where the little guards practiced swords.

The body of Mo Yi, who is long and sturdy, is very quiet, and when he is flying, the dragon is flying with the dragon, and the green bamboo leaves that flutter with his smooth swords fully satisfy her perfection for the so-called rivers and lakes swordsmen. fantasy.

Wen is so cheerfully swaying the strings, no matter how hard it is to play.

"The big river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky go to the North Fight. Fighting and fighting..." She squats proudly.

Mo Xie's breathing was slightly stagnation, and the tip of the sword shook. The tip of the sword that stabbed the green bamboo could not help but shift to the left by two points. He closed his eyes patiently, and it was rare for the lady to have this yaxing. He could not pour cold water so uninterestingly.

Daily practice has become a kind of hardship.

Wen happily tormented his eardrums, just as he tortured his body some time ago.

She is really a bad woman who is careful. When Wen is so smacking and messy, she simply ignores the resentful eyes that Mo Xie drifted from time to time.

She was very happy to see Mo Xie eating, especially when she had no face to say that it was just revenge.

However, this kind of good mood did not last long. When the two of them came back to the other hospitals, they accidentally saw sitting in her chair, drinking her good tea, and waiting in the courtyard for a beggar. If you know, something happened.

She glanced at Mo Xie, and he turned his eyes and entered the house with his eyes.

"I don't see you for many days. It seems that your life is getting better and better." General General turned the celadon cup in his hand and put it down in a boring manner. His eyes turned around in the warmth, and his lips slightly pulled up. There is no arc, "I am too tolerant of you."

Wen Ruwei smiled uncontrollably, slowly squatting to him to sit down, holding a pot, and coveting a cup of tea in his cup: "In the eyes of the general, we are just ants in the area, of course, no value You take it seriously."

Not soft and hard to return to him, Wen Ruo also poured a half cup for himself, bowed his head and took a sigh of relief for a while, then slowly opened his mouth: "Nothing goes to the Three Treasure Hall, the general directly said it."

Yan Renqing pushed open the cup, and did not feel reprimanded for her rudeness. He licked his cuffs and said: "Your sister is back to Wen."

Wen Rumei picked it up: "I didn't expect the general to be so interested in women's family affairs."

Yan Renqing glanced at her. He didn't believe that she would not know anything about it. For the time being, she would be proud of it. He just wanted to know how Wensuo Yue killed his husband without taking on a bit of suspicion: "Rebellion." The clan has no family affairs, not to mention the death of the imperial court. I hope that you will not conceal the truth by yourself, otherwise I will find out that you and Wensuo will not have good fruit to eat."

Wen is a chuckle: "It’s just a bad old man. It’s not good for you. The general does not have to aggressively scare the little girl."

Only Wen Hou had the ability to cover up his crimes for his daughter. It is impossible to be so sophisticated by a small woman in her teens.

Then, why does Wenhou change his mind and stop thinking about it, but annex it?

Yan Renqing’s eyebrows didn’t talk. After a while, he slowly said: “Your goal is Wenhou?”

If Wen slowly moves his eyes away, the words are already here. If you say too much, it will be boring. Some things will stop as soon as possible.

Yan Renqing was awe-inspiring, slowly got up and walked a few steps, stopped again, and looked back and still sat in the courtyard for a long time, finally whispered: "Compared with Wen Hou, you are too weak, carefully set fire to burn."

Such a sincere advice is hard to imagine coming out of his mouth, but he still can't help but do it, just because their boldness has won his respect.

Once things are revealed, they will only have one ending, that is, the place where they die.

The warm eyelashes are slightly moving, but this is just the case. There is no turning back in the bow, not anyone who wants to stop can stop.

Two years is too long, and Xiao Shi can't wait so long.

Yan Renqing sighed, no longer stayed, turned and walked out. Each person has his own destiny. If these two involuntary women can finally succeed, maybe he will consider protecting them from death.

Yan Renqing has been away for a long time, and Wen is still sitting quietly on the stone bench in the courtyard.

A cloak gently placed on her shoulder, Mo Xie naturally tied her knot, and then changed a pot of hot tea silently.

"Mo Xie, I am afraid I will work hard in the future. You often look after the little ten. I am a little worried about her." I worried that after she saw Wen Hou, she could not conceal her resentment and worried that her timing was not yet mature and she would be rashly moved... they only had one chance. Can not be wasted, Wen Suoyue has returned to Wen Jia, she does not want, because Xiao Shi's can not help but to send his life there.

Wen is looking up, the bright and transparent eyes are calm: "Don't worry about me, go back to the mountain to protect the little ten, don't let her die there."

Moxie’s complexity stood in the same place and did not move. Her orders not only violated the rules of personal concealment, but also violated his wish.

He didn't want to stay away from Wen Ruyi, even if he was sympathetic to Miss Shi, he didn't want to.

"Yu Renqing will not let me have anything, especially after he knows my purpose, look, I am very smart, isn't it?" Wen Ruo turned his eyes and slammed his head, his face only after he had succeeded. Free and easy.

She provoked Mo's low-lying fingers and shook it with sorrow. "I will be here waiting for you to come back safely."

Mo Xie's lips held her soft little hand and did not say anything. If she insisted, he could only obey her instructions, even if he did not explain to him at all.

Mo Xie looked down at her for a long time. After a long time, Wen’s smile on her face could not be hanged. He slowly said: “Three months, I only stayed there for three months.” When the time is up, even if she is Disagree, he will immediately return to other hospitals.

Wen Ruo smiled a little and nodded.

They have been together for eight years, and apart from sleeping, they can feel the presence of the other party almost all the time. If it is not to keep Wensuo, she is willing to separate from him.

Mo Xie left early the next morning. When he walked, he did not wake up and was still warm in his sleep. He only gently printed a slightly unseen kiss on her smooth forehead.

He walked very simply, except for a Mo Xie sword engraved with two big characters, which did not carry anything.

In the vast courtyard, there is only one less guard, and as if it is warm, it seems that the whole world is empty.

When talking to Liu Ma, when she was swimming in the garden, she could not help but think of him when she was drinking water or dining.

There is no Moxie around, the warmth of the meal is greatly reduced, the food is tasteless, the bed is sleepless, and the bed is twirling on the thick and soft bed at night. The whole brain is the kiss before Mo Xie’s departure, and the back of silence and compromise.

What is he doing now, where he sleeps at night, whether he is full of warmth, whether he will be found by Wen Hou, and whether he can play the big gang of Wenfu...

Every moment in her heart is a question that cannot be answered. Whenever she thinks that Moxie may be hurt because of this, she will even begin to regret her decision.

Wen Ruyi thought that the three months will be very fast, and it will pass.

She counted her fingers and counted the day, but only felt like she was a year.

Successfully received the warmth of the old man and the private soldier of the dead, just as Wen Ru was expected, and began to move around, seemingly calm and faintly dark.

It didn't take long for the court to die again.

The reason is just a pneumonia caused by a small typhoid. If it is not doubtful, no one will notice that the person is also one of the sons of Wen.

When Yan Renqing rushed to the other hospital with angrily, closing the courtyard door and sitting with Wen Ruyi for an afternoon, the next day he said that he was at home.

The people of the government have sent a lot of money, but the guards who secretly protected the generals have increased by several.

Wen Hou is now a big one. If they hit it hard at the moment, even if they finally win the war, they will inevitably hurt the whole country. This result is not what the San Sheng hopes to see today.

The Huanren Green Turtle is very grievous. He doesn't fight or win, but he doesn't dare to kill more. Otherwise, he will work hard to get rid of Wenhou. The next one to be liquidated is himself.

The fire and the oil, the flowers are the best, and it is never a good sign for the official. The warmth of the spring breeze can't see this.

As for what Ren Renqing thinks, Wen Ruo can't control it, and she doesn't care. She only knows that if she wants to induce Wen Hou to seek death in advance, she can only let him think that he is in power and no one can be enemies.

If you want to perish, you must make it crazy first, and the ancestors will not deceive me.

She only needs to open her eyes and look at it. How does Wenhou put himself into a deadly step by step, believing that in the end, even if the emperor wants to wait for the time to mature and then launch an attack, it is not necessarily tolerable.

After Mo Xie left, there was no news to come back. Wen Ruo couldn't guess. In the end, it was not easy to get in and out of Wenfu. Or because he had complaints in his heart, he did not report a peace and wanted her to worry.

However, all these speculations were forgotten when I saw Moxie again.

Mo Xie long-sleeved shirt blood, straight squatting in front of her to sin: "Miss ten is dead, please the master to punish."

Wen Ruyi just shook hands and shook a bit, Wensuo died? how come? !

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