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Chapter 269: The Beginning of the Great War (1)


On the New Year's Day, the atmosphere in the General's Mansion finally returned to normal, and the whole family gathered together to celebrate the festival lively.

The reunion dinner was prepared by Kuang Shasha herself.

She got up early in the morning and worked as both a cook and a servant.

As soon as Qiu Moli woke up, she could eat.

She put the matter of Qiu Lulan on hold for the time being, and she had to wait until she was sure that she could go to the ground before she could worry about anything else.

These days, she has thought a lot.

Instead of letting King Zhang and King Chen ascend the throne, she might as well let her senior brother unify the four kingdoms and lead the north.

As long as she doesn't show up, she won't live long.

As for Xianxia, ​​now senior brother and Xianxia The Xia alliance is nothing to be afraid of.

In a few days, Qiu Moli was going to go to the palace to discuss the matter with Suiyu.

Only halfway through the New Year's meal, Xuan Zixu's men came in and said that Xianxia's city had been destroyed.

Only then did Qiu Moli realize the horror of leading the north.

He assembled an army of 300,000 in one night and destroyed the city in an instant under the eyes of the four kingdoms.

Broken.

Regardless of anything else, Qiu Moli felt that his situation was becoming more and more dangerous.

Xuan Zixu was naturally called into the palace in a hurry by Nan Jianzhe.

He didn't know that Xuan Zixu knew that all the ministers must enter the palace immediately tonight.

The balance of the four countries has been maintained for more than three hundred years.

Although Xianxia is the weakest, there has never been any problem due to the unique natural conditions.

What's more, Xianxia is actually the farthest from Lingbei.

Once the balance is broken, everyone knows that many things will immediately become different.

No one knows who Lingbei's next target will be.

In the middle of the night, Qiu Moli suddenly felt that there was someone beside the bed.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Luo Chan with red eyes.

Luo Chan no longer wore the silver mask before, and his face was exposed in front of Qiu Moli.

During the New Year, candles were lit all night, so Qiu Moli saw Luo Chan's face without wasting any effort.

He was just like the person in my impression.

At a quick glance back then, I only knew that my sister liked a man who looked like a scholar.

"Li'er, let me come over to talk to you for a while."

Luo Chan looked a little sad.

With one sentence, the expression on his face was full of loneliness.

Qiu Moli looked at him without making a sound.

"When I met her, I had two identities.

One was the master of the Holy Palace.

I faced the dark past all day long and saw only the dark life, so I created another identity for myself, Kyoto.

The most ordinary teacher, that day, she was wearing a green silk skirt, her face was full of smiles, she was holding the storybook for you, as if she owned the whole world.

Looking at that smile, I started to ask my subordinates to pay attention to her.

She would appear at the bookstore every day and made an appointment with the bookstore's boss to come and pick up a storybook every day.

At first, she asked the boss to find someone to copy it by hand.

How much does it cost?

I was so willing, but later I asked for it to be printed, saying that the children at home read it too quickly and copying it by hand was not enough.

At that time, I was curious about who her so-called child was.

Until I saw you, so short, so small, you were only hit a little by someone, but you jumped up and beat someone up.

At that time, I felt that the child she was talking about at home, Really little kids.

Meeting her was not accidental.

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I deliberately knocked down the storybook prepared by my subordinates in front of her so that she would pay attention to me.

Later, as I thought, we not only became friends, but also each other. like. " Luo Chan told Qiu Moli the story about himself and Qiu Lulan without hesitation.

Qiu Moli listened quietly, as if he had returned to his childhood.

Qiu Lulan knew her hobbies and used her monthly money to buy herself everything she wanted.

But, this person will never come back

"You are the master of Lianji's words, right?"

Qiu Moli looked at Luo Chan with some determination.

"My eyes are also your masterpiece.

I pretend to be a descendant of Honggu, but the people in Honggu don't have red eyes at all.

Whether it's you or the real Hongluan, Hongluan's situation is similar to mine.

It was blood that destroyed both eyes, but because of you, what was recorded in the history books turned out to be that the descendants of Hong Gu were born with red eyes.

Wherever there are special cases and alien races in this world, it is just a matter of chance. " Qiu Moli felt a little ironic that the people in Honggu actually worked hard to regain control of the Four Kingdoms.

Even Shangshu Mansion has become a chess piece, a chess piece that is used once and then discarded.

Luo Chan did not respond to Qiu Moli's words.

There is no point in denying many things.

If you do it, you do it, and if you make a mistake, you are wrong.

"You already know what Lian Ji told you."

Luo Chan smiled self-deprecatingly.

"In order to piss you off, she even revealed Honggu's highest secret."

Qiu Moli curled her lips.

"No, I used some tricks, Luo Chan.

In fact, you don't deserve to have that relationship with your sister.

She has been waiting for you for ten years, and the slap you gave her was indeed a big one.

You are not her lover."

Now that things have happened, Qiu Moli doesn't care about anything anymore.

The most important person has gone, so what else is she afraid of?

"You are talking nonsense, you are talking nonsense, she loves me, she loves me" Luo Chan became excited instantly.

His eyes were red and he stared at Qiu Moli.

"Lan'er is lonely underground, why don't you go and stay with her?"

In the second year of Nanzhe, on the eighth day of April, Nanyang Emperor Nan Jianzhe was seriously ill, and everything in the court gradually became beyond his ability.

King Chen took advantage of this opportunity to regain the power of administration.

However, because of the strength of Nan Jianzhe's hands, King Chen never dared to act rashly. .

Inside Nanzhe Palace Suiyu looked at the increasingly thinner person, and she didn't know when her face began to show some undue worry.

Nan Jianzhe called Suiyu to the bedside, and gently stroked Suiyu's head with his hands.

Nan Jianzhe's end was approaching, and Suiyu had always known it, because when she left Dongmo, the Second Emperor's brother gave her a bag of chronic poison.

Apply it to the hair every day, and then the medicine will enter the brain along the hair.

Once the medicine reaches a certain level, it will die without a burial place.

"Yu'er, I'm afraid I won't live long."

Nan Jianzhe's face was pale, and his eyes were full of helplessness.

"No, long live the emperor, nothing will happen to him."

Suiyu comforted Nan Jianzhe, the smile forced on his face looked extremely ugly.

"Actually, I didn't want the throne at the beginning, but King Chen wanted it too.

I would take back whatever he wanted.

Besides, the throne was mine originally.

If it weren't for Nanjian Xun's mother, I wouldn't have had it in the end.

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He ascended the throne late in Nanjian."

Nan Jianzhe has hated Nan Jianxun since he was very young.

When the brothers were still young, they played together.

Their father would reward them with some fun things, and everyone would accept them happily.

Only he would shake them.

He said with his head.

"Thank you, but this will affect your studies":