Chapter 223

However, such a "self-confident" little girl, unexpectedly saved his life, let him out of danger from the Moon Valley.

Is she clever or stupid?

He gently untied the girl's clothes and showed her graceful and attractive posture. He personally applied medicine to her injury. Every move was very careful and gentle.

In a moment, the girl's eyelashes moved and gradually regained consciousness.

She opened her eyes to see the first scene, is a startling man's face, is gently facing her.

"Uncle Huang!"

"Song er..."

Before Gu Mian Mo could open his lips, a girl came into his arms. Her graceful body was full of faint fragrance.

Mo Qingge plunges into his arms and burst into tears of excitement and joy.

"Er..."

The next second, his ears will come to bear the oppressive murmur.

"Uncle Huang, I'm sorry." Mo Qingge realized that he just met his heart injury, and quickly got up, "your injury..."

"No harm." Gu Mian Mo took her back, but her clothes were dyed red in an instant.

"Why not?" Mo Qingge saw the blood and stretched out his hand to open his clothes. He saw that the ferocious and dazzling wound had healed a lot, but suddenly it was torn open again.

This blade is too deep. If you don't pay attention, it will crack!

Distressed tears fall down, Mo Qingge shaking hands, give him on the coagulation powder, wound, instantly formed a thin layer of scab.

Gu Mo hugged her petite body and said in a soft voice: "Why are you crying again?"

The girl leaned in his arms and just sobbed in a low voice. She didn't speak. Suddenly she broke his heart.

"It's uncle Huang's fault. Uncle Huang made you suffer..."

"Uncle Huang is a liar." Mo Qingge bit his lower lip with a slight choking tone.

"I..."

"When you left, you promised me to take good care of yourself, but you took care of yourself like this." Mo Qingge leaned against him and said, "do you want Ge'er to worry about death?"

Gu felt at a loss and wiped her tears. He could only incoherently say, "I'm sorry..."

He kisses the girl's tearful eyes and says in a soft voice: "you are not the same. You don't know how many kilos you have, so you come to the world and hurt yourself. You say... If something happens to you, how can I live?"

Sexy low voice, with a lot of heartache.

He really dare not imagine, if this wench has an accident, he how.

"I miss you..." Mo Qingge said with tears in her eyes.

Four simple and straightforward words, but her emotions at this time, expressed incisively and vividly.

A thousand words is a sentence. She miss Uncle Huang.

She wanted to see him, so she wanted to come, too.

"Idiot." Gu Mian's eyes are low, and she kisses her cherry lips, which spread to the bottom of her heart.

The little girl is so stupid, how can he have the heart to let her leave him again.

After being gentle for a long time, he still didn't want to let go. He held the girl in his arms and said in a low voice, "I haven't seen you for three years. My song has grown up and grown up..."

If three years ago, she was the first bloom of youth, then three years later, she is the soul of the blood red manzhusha Hua, less green, more sexy, charming and charming.

"Doesn't uncle Huang like it?" Mo Qingge joked.

"Of course I do." His slender phalanges caressed the girl's soft ink hair, and his tone was doting, "my little song is becoming more and more beautiful."

Mo Qingge lips slightly Yang, small head to his arms rub rub rub: "Uncle Huang, you are not changed at all."

Three years no see, her imperial uncle is still so elegant.

"Well... It's two points." After a pause, she continued, "is it because of the war?"

Speaking of this, in the pupil of Mo Qingge, there is a little sadness and heartache.

"Think what you think." Who knows, but he chuckled and said.

Mo Qingge

Sure enough, it hasn't changed at all. I still like to talk with her seriously.

"After that, you will stay with Uncle Huang, who will protect you." His tone was very flattering.

After a thrilling experience, he was no longer at ease to let the girl leave him.

But Mo Qingge gently shook his head.

"Doesn't Ge'er want to stay with Uncle Huang?"

"No Mo Qingge said seriously, "Uncle Huang, I also want to be on my own. I don't want to drag you down all the time and let you worry about me."

Gu Mian Mo lowered her eyes, kissing her cherry lips, and said gently, "you are my wife. I protect you. It's natural. How can I bother you?"

"Uncle Huang." Mo Qingge leaned in his arms, his tone was light, but serious, "I understand, but I also want to one day stand with you, can help you complete the great cause, not just hide behind you, wind and rain all want you to carry the canary."

She knows that a good marriage is equal. If she stays in the same place all the time, she will be far away from Uncle Huang.

So no matter how hard it is, she has to climb to the top!

Gu Mian Mo calmly smile, only should be a word: "good."

She is the woman he likes. She has ambition and courage at the bottom of her heart.

"Does uncle Huang believe me?" Mo Qingge looks at his eyes, with a smile on his lips. "One day, Ge'er will go through all kinds of difficulties and stand with you."

"I believe it." Gu Mo's tone, very sure, "this time in the Moon Valley, you have done very well, beyond my expectation."

Even, without this little girl, it is still a question whether he can leave the northwest wilderness alive.

"Really?" With his approval, Mo Qingge is happy.

"Well." Gu mianmo stroked her soft hair. "Uncle Huang wants to hear how you came to the world and how you came to Uncle Huang's side."

It should not be easy.

Therefore, Mo Qingge was very excited and told him the experience of this journey carefully. Although she avoided the heavy and gave up the light, she didn't mention the hardships of this journey.

But in his hearing, inexplicable or some sad.

He kisses the girl's forehead, and a low voice rings out slowly: "Ge'er suffers."

He didn't think that this girl would travel across mountains and rivers, Cross Mountains and rivers, ride in a prison car, be imprisoned, be injured, just to see him.

"When I see you, I feel that everything is worth it." The tone of Mo Qingge is light and gentle.

At this time, the maid put down the decoction and went out without saying a word.

She dare not disturb your Majesty's moment of peace.

"Uncle Huang..." Mo Qingge's eyebrows were slightly frowning. Hearing the bitter taste of the decoction, he immediately resisted, "the decoction is too bitter. Can Ge Er not drink it?"