"The south wing can have today's creation, has your half credit." His eyes were full of admiration.

He threatened Wei Wuchen and defeated Dongli, persuaded qiandaiying to surrender and incorporated Xirong.

The territory of the south wing country has more than doubled directly. Not only that, it has long-term interests for the south wing country to let the burgill family marry the royal family of the south wing country and deify the princess of the North moon as a miracle.

These things don't seem to be what an ordinary woman would do. Sometimes Meng Qitian is very curious. Who is Huang Beiyue? How can she have so many ideas in her mind?

"I have no credit!" Huang Beiyue's voice suddenly cooled, "the past has passed, and I don't want to mention it again."

Meng Qitian squints slightly and looks at her face. He knows that she's going down to be polite and doesn't get angry. His smile is still like spring breeze.

"Well, don't disturb your rest. We'll stay in the inn too. If you need anything, please come to us at any time."

Huang Beiyue nods, Meng Qitian leaves, but Mo Lian hesitates not to go out.

"I didn't mean to lose my temper just now, didn't I scare you?" Yubeiyue looks at him and smiles.

When she saw her voice cooling down, the expression on Mo Lian's face was uneasy.

He had been so careful that he did not dare to make any mistake in front of her. He seemed to feel that his mistake could not be forgiven by her.

Mo Lian shook her head, lowered her head and organized a sentence. Then she said, "alliance, really?"

"Of course!"

"Then we are not enemies?"

"No." The answer was very positive.

Mo Lian lowered her head and smiled slowly on her pale face. She looked very shy.

"What are you laughing at?" Huang Beiyue asked

"It's not the enemy, you, you can't go," said Mo Lian

"Hahaha -" yubeiyue laughs, "Molian, will you not leave without me?"

Mo Lian nodded seriously. She sighed, "you are such a stubborn guy, but you are so stubborn and lovely."

I don't know if she is praising him or scolding him, but he accepts all of them.

Stubbornness. He thinks there's nothing wrong with stubbornness.

Xiaohu and Zhizhi come to the outside of the city, silent.

After Xiao Hu's back, he wanted to talk several times, but when he saw his silent back, he didn't know how to talk.

In the distance, a group of people and horses rushed out of the fog forest, and soon arrived at the official road. The sound of horses' hooves was deafening, raising dust all over the sky.

Tiger fixed his eyes and saw that it was Zhan ye who was riding in front of him. Behind Zhan ye, following the red candle, the mercenaries behind were all familiar faces.

"It's them." Tiger said, just want to catch up, squeak but suddenly grabbed his hand from behind, low voice way: "wait a moment, someone passed."

Looking at her hand, tiger coughed uneasily and let go of it immediately.

In the woods beside the official road, a girl in red rode out slowly, just in the way of the war field.

Zhanye waves his hand, and the troops behind him brush and stop. The thick dust covers the ground for a while.

"Red lotus?" When he saw the girl clearly, the tiger gave a low cry, "isn't she dead?"

"Now the soul breath of red lotus is very weak. It should be song Mi who can make her move freely by some means." Squeak.

Xiaohu nodded, and the dust was gone. Zhanye coldly led the horse to Honglian and said, "what are you going to do?"