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As soon as the words fell, the sun set. Hua Jian was afraid of missing her answer. He pulled his hand and the distance between the two was only the size of a fist.

"Let's get married." He asked again, looking calm and confident on his face, but in fact his heart was overwhelming and nervous.

He learned so initiative from Mu Luoxiao.

Chen was stunned, then smiled and nodded, without any extra hesitation or any concerns, and walked through the gates of hell together. This is the reason why she could give the rest of her life to this man without hesitation.

Aunt Zhang was busy with supper when she suddenly heard the hearty man laughing from the stream. Without thinking too much, she already knew what was going on.

The flower sword couldn't wait, afraid that Chen would regret it, and even more afraid that something unexpected would delay his major event. Under his urging, the next day, in this sparsely populated desert, the two of them formed a family under a century-old tree under the witness of the mountain people.

Li Cheng, he turned his head, smiled at her shy face, held her hand and held it tightly. In this life, no matter how long or short they were, they were destined to be with each other.

It may take a long time for them to get to know each other and love each other, but when they think of each other's second half of their lives, the previous suffering is nothing.

Compared with Shan Tongjiao, the pain of longing that Hua Jian had experienced before was not worth paying at all.

As early as a few nights ago, Shan Tongjiao was already in endless pain.

That night, the army was full of bonfires, and Mu Li was taken to Shan Qiaomo's tent in this prosperous and singing and laughter.

In the main tent, the lights are bright and the faces of people are terrifying.

Shan Qiaomo waved his hand and ordered the others to go out, looked up at his solemn look, "Have you thought about it?"

Shan Tongjiao stood beside her, frowned nervously, her lips tightly pursed, and she couldn't say a word. She just looked at Mu Lifang next to her seriously, and her heart was tightly held.

He still didn't say anything, his eyes were open and he stared at Shan Qiaomo with a sharp look.

Shan Qiaomo smiled steadily and said, "Brother Mu, I know that you value love and friendship, but no matter how much you value love, you must distinguish the current situation. At present, our army's victory is just around the corner. You are just to leave you to Xiaoxiao's explanation. Compared with your ridiculous brotherhood, which is more important, can't you tell me?"

"What's more, he can even embarrass Xiaoxiao regardless of your affection. Even if others see this kind of contempt, you still have to endure it?"

Shan Qiaomo's calm tone and calm voice were particularly convincing. There was no persecution on his face, and only a careful and calm analysis came from a bystander.

Shan Tongjiao looked at Mu Lifang's gradually gloomy face and couldn't help but tighten the force in her hands. The iron chain between the two sounded a few times.

She looked down and Mu Lifang's clenched fist turned white and trembling. Her heart suddenly felt aching. She hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Qiao Mo's sleeve, "Brother, don't force him."

Shan Qiaomo ignored Shan Tongjiao and still looked at Mu Lifang calmly, as if waiting for his answer.

At this time, a voice outside the tent slightly broke the deadlock inside, "Emperor, the Empress is here."

"Enter."

Shan Qiaomo looked at him with a faint smile but profound meaning, "Smart people know how to choose."

After saying this, he turned over Mu Lifang, walked towards the door, and met Mu Luoxiao who was coming in.

"How is it? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"What do you want me to do?"

Two voices behind him sounded almost at the same time. Before Mu Lifang turned around, Shan Qiaomo had already pulled Mu Luoxiao to him.

"Your third brother said you have something to tell you."

Mu Luoxiao pulled back his hand and looked at Mu Lifang. His mute expression became a little angry, "Third Brother, what's the matter?"

Mu Lifang looked at her, and the harshness on his face disappeared. He smiled, but was very tired, "Xiaoxiao, take good care of yourself."

Upon hearing this, Mu Luoxiao's eyes tightened, "Third Brother, what did you say?"

"Forgive the third brother."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Lifang suddenly turned around and pulled out the sword placed horizontally on the rack next to him. He avoided Mu Luoxiao who had reached out to block it and stabbed his left atrium with the sword!

"Huh!"

"ah!"

"you!"

At that moment, no one had the chance to stop him until he fell to the ground, blood was oozing from his mouth, and a frightened look on his face.

Shan Qiaomo had no time to stop him, and he didn't expect him to do so. He couldn't figure it out for a moment and was angry.

Shan Tongjiao covered her mouth, but still couldn't hold the crying sound, so he fell to her legs, but she could do nothing.

"No...no! Wake up, Mu Lifang! This princess ordered you to wake up! Wake up..."

Shan Tongjiao shook him sleeping, her cheeks rubbing his face finely. She wanted to feel his warmth and deceive herself that everything she had just happened was fake.

Suddenly, she raised her head, her eyes were whirling but full of hatred. She pointed at Shan Qiaomo and lost a sister's awe for her brother. "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! Why did you force him! Why... you give him back to me, return it to me..."

She was still crying constantly, holding Mu Lifang, and her slender fingers helped him wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. Although she cried, she couldn't believe it was true.

Shan Qiaomo came over and squatted down. A handsome face was filled with anger. He reached out, but was slapped off by Shan Tongjiao, "Don't touch him! Don't touch him! No one is allowed to touch him!"

She cried and protected Mu Lifang, and even tighter.

Shan Qiaomo grabbed her wrist regardless, reached out and stuffed a pill into Mu Lifang's mouth. He made it hard before he could swallow the thing.

"It is his luck whether he lives!"

He waved his sleeves and stood up, still full of displeasure. What is he inferior to that Gu Qizhen?!

Shan Tongjiao stopped crying slightly and looked at his back in a daze. She knew what he had given Mu Lifang to eat. She didn't cry for a while, and just hugged Mu Lifang's body and shed tears secretly.

"It's my fault, it's all because of me. When you wake up, I won't force you again..."
Chapter completed!