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Dou Xiaosaner (1)(1/2)

Shen Zui smiled solemnly, "I asked two questions, and I will only ask these two tonight. You can see for yourself which one you want to answer first."

Huai Mo's beautiful eyebrows slowly furrowed toward the center of his brows, and he watched them frowning into a small mountain.

It was another question that he didn't want to answer, just like many times in the past. No matter how hard she pressed, he just wouldn't answer. But this time it was so-called, and whether he answered or not, it didn't actually matter too much.

Thinking like this, she felt calm. She looked at Huai Mo quietly. Compared with Huai Mo's unhappy mood, she seemed calm and composed. In constant confrontation, the calm side will win. So Huai Mo finally spoke.

.

However, his voice was very calm, "You don't have to ask these two questions, you just need to believe me. Believe that I will not let you down or wrong our children." [

Shen Zui smiled and said nothing.

"Shen Zui, sometimes, the process is not important, what is important is the result, especially the result is right in front of you. When everyone is only paying attention to this small thing, if I also follow this small thing, then the process of waiting for the opportunity is just

It will last longer, and long nights and many dreams can bring about changes. The best solution is to cut through the mess with a sharp knife."

"Well," Shen Zui nodded and asked quietly, "How do you want to cut through the mess quickly? Shi"

"This time, don't focus on Chen Yu or Jia Ling. You will never find a way out if you focus on them."

"Who should we put it on?"

Huaimo is quiet.

Shen Zui's eyes sneered, "Huaimo, since you refuse to answer my two questions, shouldn't you give me another explanation? Because I love you and trust you, I have too many questions that I don't ask, but

Every time I don’t ask, every time I believe wholeheartedly, what is the result? Your path

, the walk is indeed difficult, but you always have the overall situation in your heart. You see far and deeply. You know where there will be a pit on the road ahead, which is a small pit and which is a big pit. But I don’t know anything.

I will follow you, and even a small bump in the road, just because I don’t know, can scare me out of my wits.”

A pain slowly rose in Huai Mo's eyes.

"I ask you, you are unhappy because you think it means I don't trust you. But if you don't tell me, can I also understand that you don't trust me? If you don't believe that I am sleeping with you, then you can

You share the joys and sorrows.”

"No." Huaimo denied firmly.

Shen Zui smiled and shook his head, "Then why don't you want to say a word to me? Besides not believing, what other reason is there?"

Huai Mo's brows were full of regret, "There are many things that are always better for me to know alone."

"Then you have always been my husband and the father of my children?" Shen Zui tilted his head and asked.

Huai Mo was stunned for a moment.

After a long while, he sighed softly, "Okay. Half a year ago, Emperor Wen brought a woman back to the palace. After we left the capital, this woman has been promoted all the way. Now she has been named the concubine. Now in the harem, her status is second only to Empress Changsun and Empress Changsun.

Concubine Jin."

Shen Zui frowned, "Half a year ago? Half a year ago, wasn't he on his way back from patrolling the border?"

Huai Mo nodded.

"How could it be? I had never heard of it at all at that time."

Huai Mo smiled faintly, "How could you have heard of it? At that time, apart from Emperor Wen and Concubine Cun, the only people who knew about this were Fuze Bo Qin, and there was one other person, me." [

"How would you know?"

"Because Concubine Cun is the one I arranged." Huai Mo said calmly and surprisingly.

Shen Zui was shocked, and she opened her eyes wide, "You? Emperor Wen is jealous of you, how could he tolerate your people?"

Huai Mo chuckled, "Of course he didn't know that Concubine Cun was mine. He still thinks that it was just a beautiful encounter and that God was compensating for his loss of more than twenty years."

"What's the meaning?"

"You have never seen her appearance, so of course you don't understand. Concubine Cun... was raised by me before I entered the court. The reason why I chose her at that time and the reason why Emperor Wen dotes on her now are both because of her face.

She looks so much like my mother."

Shen Zui took a breath of air.

Both of them spoke for a long time.

Shen Zui didn't understand what kind of emotions Huaimo felt when he dedicated a woman who looked similar to his biological mother to his father? He also didn't understand at all what Emperor Wen's feelings were for Huaimo's mother.

If it was love, how could he bear to kill her with his own hands?

If he didn't love her, how could he still miss her so many years after her death? Any woman would be favored by him as long as she looked like her.

Huai Mo said that after he left the capital, the woman's status rose all the way up. The timing of his departure from the capital was too easy to arouse people's imagination... So could she just wishfully think that maybe Emperor Wen couldn't let go of his pregnancy?

Mo? I thought Huai Mo had also had an accident, so maybe he had some taboos in his heart, but at that time he finally lost control and doted on that woman even more.

It was a love entanglement that she didn't understand. Shen Zui didn't understand it. She just felt heartbroken for Huai Mo's mother, that miserable woman. If Emperor Wen's love could be normal, why would she suffer so much and why would she die at such a young age?

Tortured to death? And why did Huai Mo bear such deep hatred? Now he is working every step of the way just to defeat his biological father.

"Emperor Wen's health seems to be not very good now."

His voice was slightly distant, and he raised his head drunkenly, unable to clearly see the emotion in Huaimo's eyes when he said this.

Concubine Cun, is not in good health... If I contact him again, as I said just now, the end is very close.

I was so drunk that I was shocked.

So, he has really started to take action?

She was still in shock, and Huai Mo slowly walked back to her and took her into his arms.

In my ears, he sighed with pain in his heart, "Shenzui, forgive me. I know all your grievances, but the dust will soon settle down. At that time, we will never have so much sorrow again. I will

To make it up to you, I only want you."

Shen Zui's heart trembled slightly.

What Huaimo wants is the result, and she knows how important it is to him. It's so important that for so many years, he never seems to care about the process. But she, she wants the process.[

He married Jia Ling too quickly and she couldn't stop him. Moreover, she was so disheartened at that time that she didn't want to stop him at all. She just wanted to give up. But it's different now. She has confirmed him and already has his child.

She knew that she didn't want to give up this man. But the man she refused to give up wanted to marry another woman.

She heard her voice trembling slightly, "So, you will marry Chen Yu, right?"

Huai Mo didn't answer, but she leaned in her arms and clearly heard that his heart seemed to skip a beat. Read the full text of Yun Xinghuang Wu.

Then, a series of dense kisses crazily fell on her forehead, eyebrows, lips... With such a fierce and exciting kiss, she seemed to feel his movements.

He was at a loss... He rarely had such moments, except whenever he felt sorry for her and was afraid that she would blame him, he felt guilty.

Then she got the answer.

She finally knew the answers to those two questions.

Xiao Yao already knew Emperor Wen's thoughts before the imperial edict was given to her. Thinking about it, Huai Mo would not be unaware of it. Huai Mo knew about the imperial edict and the marriage, and he knew even better.

He will obey.

Shen Zui finally understood why Huai Mo was so opposed to coming back when he was on the island. Why he insisted on waiting until the child was born before returning.

At that time, she thought he still had lost his memory and was not clear about the affairs of the court. But it turned out that the memory loss was false, and he couldn't know more about Emperor Wen's thoughts and Jia Ling's thoughts about the affairs of the court, at least.

He knows a lot better than she does, so he insists on waiting for the child to be born.

But in the end, they came back.

"Do you have... a way not to marry Chen Yu?" She asked softly in his ear with a voice as low as a mosquito.

The man's body stiffened, "I'm sorry."

"Are you really forced to do this?" She heard her own voice as vague as the distant mountain lines in the mist, as if it was real or illusory.

Whose voice was it, filled with suppressed pain and suppressed anger, "If I had volunteered, I would have married her long ago. Why wait until now? I... won't touch her."

Shen Zui smiled and closed his eyes, hiding the bitterness in his eyes, "Well, that's good."

Huai Mo turned over and pressed her down, something flew out from his fingertips, and a light in the room went out.

"Huaimo, where is my mother?"

"Emperor Wen was afraid of Yu and had already let her go."

"Well, that's good."

"Why do you ask suddenly? Don't you already know?"

"It's okay, I just suddenly wanted to make sure she was okay."



When Emperor Wen issued the imperial edict, it aroused public outrage among the Nanzhao army.

Huaimo killed mediocre people, but Yongjiao wanted to marry Huaimo, the enemy of his father. The anger of Nanzhao soldiers rose all the way. Legend has it that the king of Nanzhao received 108 memorials in one day, requesting to send troops to Tianyuan to fight against

Tianyuan fought to the death to avenge the mediocrity, and even revenge for Emperor Wen's slight humiliation of Nanzhao.

But this matter was finally resolved satisfactorily in just a few days.

The King of Nanzhao ordered all the military generals to enter the palace. After that, official news came out. Huai Mo was instigated by others and almost died. He was the same victim as the mediocre people. The real murderer was someone else. This matter has happened.
To be continued...
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