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Indeed, that person is the uncertainty between them, like a bug, quietly dividing the close connection between him and her.

He sometimes doubts whether he should give her some medicine as Hu Lun hinted... Otherwise, if he can't completely own him, there will always be a trace of worry in his heart, although he can't figure out what he is worried about.

Moreover, the beauty is in her arms, but she always makes him suffer like this, really...

"Never mention your 'together' with me again!" Luo Wener will take the opportunity to remove the danger.

"Why did I mention it? You clearly said..."

"That's not what I mean," Luo Wener said firmly: "You should understand!"

Qian Yumo was silent for a while, and suddenly took her hand and reached for her strength... It was so strong that it was about to explode.

"But Yuncai, I'm a normal man..."

Luo Wener withdrew her hand as if she had been burned by the fire.

For the first time, she met his private part for the first time, because in many cases, he is also heavy and shy. The key is proud enough, but today...

She also knows that he is a normal man, not to mention that he once traveled through the flowers, and now he is guarding his body and mind for her in the clusters of flowers, but she...

She has concerns. If you stay in the snowy mountains at that time, some concerns will be abandoned in this flowing prosperity and disappear. But now that she is back, those concerns begin to remind her... She should still have expectations, or she needs that person to give her an answer.

However, even if there is an answer, isn't there still a knot in her heart? This knot was more terrible than the answer she needed, which trapped her and pushed away the person who was devoted to her and she was determined to accompany her for a lifetime.

What should she do?

The people around her sighed faintly, and her heart trembled gently.

If she told her bluntly...

But how does she speak? She is more afraid that once he learns the truth...

Every time, she hates her selfishness. She couldn't give it to him, and she didn't want him to get it from elsewhere. Just thinking that Shufei just leaned on him weakly, her heart...

How can she do this?

Then he will...

"Can I still hug you in the future?" The man's timid words came to his ears.

She didn't say anything, so he carefully surrounded her. Seeing that she did not object, her voice amplified a little: "What about pulling your little hands?"

She held her hand again and still did not resist. The voice was strong: "Kiss the little mouth!"

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, so he covered it up and** wrapped her softness.

Her body crushed her vigorously, as if only in this way can she eliminate the dry fire in her heart, but she doesn't want to become more and more fierce.

How does she have no feelings for him? And after experiencing life and death, and experiencing a short but profound relationship, this man... his every move, a smile, all touched her mind and trembled her nerves.

So in the light sigh, the reason was almost burned out. However, he did not take a step over the thunder pool. His body trembled violently, and hot things penetrated through her light clothes.

She blushed, turned her head and tried to calm her breath.

He didn't care about the embarrassment, but hugged her and kissed her gently in her ear, as if spoiling and sighing: "Cloud..."

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In July, a piece of good news came to Shengjing.

Huiguo has been rainy this year, and all the cotton can't make peaches, and it can't be sold to Wuya and can't make money.

In fact, this is not important. The important thing is that all the land of Hui is used to grow cotton, and the daily rice and grain of the people are "imported" from other countries. Not to mention the price is expensive, the quality is not good, and there are often moldy rice noodles.

However, the people can still endure it, because as long as they dare to resist, the big knife of the government is waiting to serve.

Some people may think that no matter what, everything will be fine.

In fact, I don't know anything. Even if it is a good year, you can't exchange a lot of money for cotton, because the court sent people down to collect cotton step by step, and then peeled it up step by step. In order to protect yourself, there is only one catty of cotton left on the people, which is still an additional "reward" after handing over the specified amount of cotton.

Don't you sell it? Yes. Some people sell it. And if you don't sell it, just wait for the cotton to catch fire and your family to go to prison.

So, it can only be stripped.

But it won't work this year. Cotton can't be received, and there is no money to buy "imported" grain. The court ignored it and sent officials to collect quantitative cotton. If they can't hand it in, they will catch people to beat the board and go to prison. They don't even have food in prison.

Would you like to live? OK, take the money to redeem it!

The people suffered unspeakably. Every family had old and young people starved to death, and some even their families died. Some people can't stand it, and the whole family hanged themselves.

From beginning to end, the court had no intention of opening warehouses and releasing grain except for collecting cotton, and the use of access was still beautiful. It's really "Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road."

Some people really can't stand it... If it is according to the endless years, it will be 191 of the lunar calendar. However, from the Yuan Dynasty to the various vassal states, it was the fifth day of May. Just as the princes and nobles and the court were celebrating the Dragon Boat Festival, the small city on the border between Hui and Beirong rose up, and even secretly merged with Beirong's The barbarians pushed forward together to the capital of the country.

At first, Beihua, the lord of the State of Hui, ignored it and only issued an order to send troops to the counties where the Rebel Army passed to suppress it.

How can those soldiers not be sad when they are also born as ordinary people and their families starve or die? He also hated that the court, regardless of the people's life and death, forcibly conquered and restrained, so they responded one after another. In some places, they killed the county guard who defended the city and opened the gate to welcome the rebels.

Beihua was anxious, but at this time, Huiguo has been in chaos, and uprisings have broken out in various places. Some of them have united with each other and continue to advance to Fengkui, while others have made themselves kings and built a new country. Only a few regions believe that the Beihua family has ruled for more than a thousand years, which is a divine destiny and continues to work hard. However, they are strong around them. Under the big attack, it is the end of the strong crossbow.

Seeing that the State of Hui was about to be torn apart, Beihua asked for help from the surrounding vassal states, but all countries and even the Yuan Dynasty pretended to be deaf and dumb.

The Celestial Empire is because he harvests a lot but is stingy every year. He only worships a little, which is not as good as a strong small prince.

The major vassal states are eager for other countries to become a mess, so that there is no enemy, and those new small countries only need to close or threaten them to become their own vassal states. How can they ruin their own abacus?

In desperation, Beihua had to ask Qian Yumo, the lord of Wuya, for help.

It's strange that although Beihuayi borrows cotton to pull a lot of gold from the Endless every year, he has always looked down on Qian Yumo, saying that he is incompetent and has poor taste, and his wisdom is infinite. Unexpectedly, he can enrich the country and strong soldiers by relying on cotton alone. Especially last year, because the "exported" cotton was found to be black-hearted cotton during the customs inspection and was almost rejected, Beihua hated thousands of feathers of ink, saying that he was picky for no reason and narrow-minded, so he instigated other countries to deliberately make things difficult by the princes' union, but he did not want feng shui to take turns, but now he asked Qian Yumo to send troops. Save him from water and fire.

Qian Yumo leaned on the water-patterned lotus mahogany couch and read Beihua's national letter for help with great emotion.

Although he asked for help, he was extremely arrogant, as if he were giving a limitless opportunity to please him.

Luo Wener glanced at Qian Yumo's pride. When the latter read about the rise, she opened her mouth slightly and paused, so she filled the finger-sized cherry into his mouth.

He held her fingertips coldly, and his slanting phoenix eyes were full of ambiguity, which finally annoyed her.

She pulled out her finger and looked at the two tooth marks above: "Are you happy now? Years of conspiracy finally succeeded..."

Qian Yumo laughed, took her to the couch and hugged her in his arms, and kissed her hard: "As early as that time, I knew that we would definitely communicate with each other!"

"Bah!" He stabrated him and said puzzledly, "In that case, why don't you go to the army?"

After thinking about it, he frowned: "Yes, there is no army for the time being. Who made him so arrogant, as if someone asked him!"

"He won't last long." Qian Yumo lay flat on the couch, with one hand under his head and looking at the beautiful algae well: "Now it only depends on what conditions he wants to offer. Maybe we don't need to spend a soldier, and we will have a great profit..."

Things are really developing in an orderly manner according to Qian Yumo's expectations.

Beihuayi sent an envoy to ask for help for the first time, and did not talk about how to reward the boundless, so the book sank into the sea.

Seven days later, he handed it over again, and his attitude eased down a little. He carefully raised the amount of gold and silver, but only changed the "um" of the Lord of Wuya.

Three days later, he handed over the national letter, which doubled the gold and silver this time, but only got a smile from Qian Yumo.

For another three days, Rufei from Huiguo knelt outside the Bichi Palace.

In July, when the sun is hot and the cool wind is blowing at night, Qian Yumo sends people to comfort her, but Concubine Ru just refuses to leave.

Luo Wener looked at the shadow as arrogant as his brother through the long window of plum blossoms and bamboo leaves. Inexplicably imagined that if the suffering today was boundless and begged the State of Hui to come for help, what would this Empress do?

When she was distracted, she suddenly saw Ru Fei raise her head and look at this side fiercely. Her eyes were like a hungry ghost in hell, which made people feel cold.

On the second day, the fourth day of the national letter, this time the Hui Kingdom was extremely sincere and directly ceded the 20 cities adjacent to Wuya in order to send troops to Wuya. It can be seen how urgent the situation is, and finally, it is said that it is troublesome to bring some rice and grain when sending troops.

It turns out that Beihua has always been willing to be richer than Qianyu Mo. The gold and silver exchanged for cotton are extremely squandered, and the grain depot does not save much grain, because he feels that as long as he has money, there is nothing impossible to do in the world.

As a result, this time the rebels surrounded the seal and robbed the grain depot. The governors of counties in various places, like their national lords, were not used to storing grain, and were all occupied or besieged by the rebels, or they were far away and could not be helped by the national capital at all. And the vassal states stood by and stood by, and there was an embarrassment that they could not buy food even if they had money.

Qian Yumo felt that the time had come. While sending the Dragon Wing Army and giving rice grain, he generously accepted Hui's thanks.