After being reborn in the Mass Grave, she overturned her predecessor's power

The situation in Xiangchu was at a stalemate, but the imperial court was fighting fiercely with Taiyuan.

He was probably determined to scare the monkeys, otherwise everyone would think that the court could step on him and he could do it himself. So Xiao Linfeng sent soldiers to suppress them.

After several battles, Taiyuan was unable to hold on and was retreating steadily.

King Helianmu of Yan, who had been paying close attention to this battle, frowned deeply when he saw the latest news. "I'm afraid Chen Zhun won't be able to hold on for too long, and he will eventually be defeated."

The counselor below said, "In this way, there is one less force fighting for the world. It is difficult to say whether it is a good thing or a bad thing."

"If the imperial court captures Taiyuan, they are afraid that while morale is high, I will be the next one to deal with."

He leaned back in his chair and looked at ease, geographically speaking. It is easier to attack Yan than Xiangchu, and he is a descendant of the orthodox royal family after all. If he is killed, the Helian family will really have no one left.

The military advisor touched his beard and said in a somewhat fairy-like manner, "I think Xiangchu is more worth fearing, but I don't know if the regent of Mobei can drag the Xiangchu troops into the quagmire."

Several people held candles and talked at midnight. The more they talked, the more solemn the atmosphere became. Yan Di did not have much advantage, whether it was against the imperial court or Xiangchu.

Helianmu was very depressed and naturally felt unhappy when he returned to the mansion. Qiao Zhiwan passed away less than half a year ago, and he was still in mourning. The house was also very quiet, and he became more and more irritable.

As the concubine of the largest family in the mansion, Qiao Xue quickly received the news.

I cooked delicious chicken noodle soup myself, took out delicious plum wine, and asked the maid to carry it to the study.

She was the most favored, so the confidant guarding the door lowered his head and opened the door for her.

"Your Majesty, Xue'er has brought you a midnight snack."

Helian Mu looked depressed in the shadows, but she walked over and sat on his lap with a smile as if she hadn't noticed.

"Your Majesty doesn't look happy tonight."

He leaned on the chair and looked up at her with a half-smile, and stroked her hair with his hand, "Then how is Xue'er going to make me happy?"

Qiao Xue took a sip of the plum wine on the side, and then fed it to him. The wine was intoxicating and the most joyful.

The waist twisted like a water snake, the hair hanging down, the sweat dripping...

He didn't have to do anything but sit there and enjoy the ultimate pleasure.

Qiao Xue soon lost her strength, he locked her forcefully, took the initiative, and said in her ear with a malicious voice, "You dare to seduce me before the hot filial piety has passed, don't worry about your aunt in the sky looking at the cold heart. "

The corners of her eyes were slightly red, and she sneered inwardly. Men are all bitches, they just like to play with this kind of excitement.

But she smiled coquettishly and said softly, "Maybe she is watching from the room. Your Majesty, please hold me tight."

Sure enough, the half-drunk Helianmu not only didn't feel scared, but also became more excited in an instant.

I don't know how long it took, but after bathing, the two of them were talking on the couch. She knelt behind him and combed her hair with a comb, one after another. Helianmu felt very comfortable.

The depression in my heart also disappeared a lot, and I narrowed my eyes.

Qiao Xue took the opportunity to ask, "The prince seems to be in a bad mood tonight."

Men who tell the truth after drinking are the least defensive after the incident, not to mention it is not a secret.

Helian tangled his hands in her hair and slowly expressed his worries.

She put down the comb and massaged him, and said softly, "I would say it's a good thing that Chen Zhun loses. When he loses, the prince can take the opportunity to recruit him and strengthen his own power."

After saying that, he seemed to feel that what he said was wrong, and said quickly, "I am just talking nonsense. Don't blame me if I say something wrong."

However, Helianmu opened his eyes suddenly and looked at her with burning eyes, "Xue'er said it well, how did you come up with it?"

She smiled and said with a gentle expression, "I like to read the storybook when I have nothing to do. That's what it says, gather the defeated generals and so on... I just suddenly thought of it."

Helianmu didn't doubt her, he knew her well after being together for so long. A typical darling girl raised in a boudoir by an aristocratic family, has some talents and some squeamishness. I love gorgeous clothes and jewelry, and I also love romance.

She is completely different from the ambitious woman like Jiang Xuening.

He just loves her young intellectuality and skin. He has experienced Bing Tong's arrogance and seen Jiang Xue's ambition. He felt there was nothing wrong with a woman like her, at least it made him relax.

It seemed that Qiao Xue just happened to mention it in the storybook and quickly and naturally changed the topic.

But Helianmu was inspired by this casual comment, hugged her and said, "You are really my interpreter."

She lowered her eyes and smiled.

The next day, Helianmu summoned his staff to discuss matters. He quickly sent secret guards and confidants to Taiyuan with the secret letter he wrote.

Since you want to win over, you must do it as early as possible. Otherwise, it will be almost beaten by the imperial court, and it will not mean much.

Qiao Xue subtly noticed that his mood had improved, and based on some clues, she quickly judged that her words had worked.

On this day, she and Qiao's mother went to the temple to offer incense. This rare moment of relaxation was not followed by anyone.

The mother and daughter strolled to the back hill, and she took a deep breath of fresh air in the quiet place.

Mother Qiao said distressedly, "I'm sorry for you..."

Qiao Xue said excitedly, "I hope God will favor me once and Chen will be able to come."

Mother Qiao's expression was obscure and unknown. Probably few people in Beijing knew that the wife of the General Soldier, who had been married to Taiyuan for many years, was her close friend since she was a child.

Later, Mrs. General Bing's family fell into disarray and she was rescued by Chen Shou, who was still reckless at the time. The two got married, and later Chen Shou became the commander-in-chief of Taiyuan. The two gave birth to their only son, Chen Zhun.

Both of their natal families are in Jiangnan, so they are from Jiangnan. The general's wife never went to Beijing, but she returned to Jiangnan many times.

Naturally, they met again in Jiangnan, and Chen Zhun and Qiao Xue were childhood sweethearts.

If nothing had happened to the Qiao family, the two mothers would have been angry in private. When the time comes, the general's wife will come with a matchmaker to arrange the marriage.

They are close friends, and their children are childhood sweethearts. There is no better marriage than this.

But without the if, the beautiful life that Qiao Xue should have had was ruthlessly crushed by the imperial power. With her family ruined and her family ruined, she committed herself to the enemy, how could she not hate him!

The majestic figure of a man flashed in her mind, and she closed her eyes. She couldn't go back... They could never go back.

Mother Qiao also lamented, "Chen Shou died at the hands of Xiao Linfeng, you are all suffering..."

In a sense, they came to the same destination by different routes, and their families were all buried under the imperial power.

Even if they cannot be a couple who know each other well, they can at least walk together on the road of revenge and go to the end together.

She said softly, "Mom, you can write a letter when you return home, and I will find a way to send it to the general's wife."

"it is good."

The last time we were separated, he asked her with red ears what kind of hairpin she liked.

Fate plays a trick on people, and now everything has changed.

If we meet again, will my face be red or my eyes red...