The Human Emperor

    Chapter 658

    In the depths of Xu Clan's house, a skin-skinned, blue-skinned waterfall, a beautiful and beautiful woman in the room, sitting in front of a delicate dressing table in a rosewood, facing a bronze mirror, slightly tilting her head, again and again I combed my hair again and again.

    The smoky cigarette floated out of the purple smoked stove, filled with the musk urn of the musk, the woman's gaze straight into the bronze mirror in front of her eyes, but the mind was completely absent here.

    "I don't know how he is going…"

    Xu Qiqin suddenly sighed and sighed, his eyes faint.

    It has been nearly two months since she closed her in the mortuary from the family. At first she was able to get outside news from the maid, but later, after being discovered by Big Uncle, even the maids were transferred.

    Now Xu Qiqin simply can't receive any news from the outside world.

    Big Uncle Xu Henian not only confined her, but also sent four top guards in the family, guarding the corners of the room to prevent her from running away.

    After Xu Qiqin tried several times in a row, he finally had to dispel his thoughts.

    "Qin'er, don't blame Big Uncle. In fact, Big Uncle is also for our Xu Clan. Think about it, but King Qi, he is now in-court, but how can Xu Clan be against him?"

    A voice came from the side, Xu Qiqin's father, Xu Zhongnian, stood not far behind Xu Qiqin, and looked bitter.

    Xu Qiqin's cold face, just combing his own waist over and over again, the darkness of the ink like a cloud hair, for his father's words, is completely unheard of.

    During the time of the ban, my father, Xu Zhongnian, came over almost every day and had a long story in her ear. If it was in the past, Xu Qiqin would listen to it more or less, but this time, she could not listen at all.

    "Qin'er, don't you dig into the corner!"

    When Xu Qiqin couldn’t hear himself, Xu Zhongnian’s heart became more and more worried.

    "You think about it, what is good about Wang Chong, it is worth your time to hit Big Uncle, and involve our entire Xu Clan. Are you taking such a big risk, is it worth it? Moreover, you have been in the family for so long, have you seen the Wang Chong, or have they done for you by Wang Clan? ”

    "The father doesn't have to say much, the daughter knows what to do, and I believe he will come to me."

    Xu Qiqin finally interrupted his father.

    "Qin'er, you are too stupid. Although it is useless, I have been in the capital for a long time, and no one has seen it. That Wang Chong is just using you. And he is also checked, he has several confidantes, you are just one of them, maybe he has forgotten you now, where will come to you. ”

    FATHER

    Upon hearing this sentence, Xu Qiqin's pretty face was cold, and the comb in his hand was half-finished, and a slamming sound was shot on the purple dressing table. The sound in the room suddenly stopped.

    Xu Zhongnian even freaked back and took a few steps back. Although she was called a father and a daughter, Xu Zhongnian's character has always been weak and there is no opinion, so the position is not firm.

    This time, due to the pressure of the big brother Xu Henian, I ran to Xu Qiqin's room every day, and kept talking about her from morning till night.

    "Hey."

    Just as Xu Qiqin was angry, a sudden knock on the door sounded from the outside.

    Who is it? I did not say that there is nothing to do not bother me! ! ”

    Xu Qiqin is angry.

    "Miss, it’s Young Master Wang…"

    The words of the maid outside the door have not been finished. Xu Qiqin’s door of the boudoir was slammed open from the outside, and the air flow surged. A red figure stood tall and straight and came in from the outside.

    "Xu Qiqin, I am coming!"

    Wang Chong crossed the threshold and looked at Xu Qiqin in the room, smiling.

    "wēng!
”

    There was silence in the room. Xu Qiqin turned his head and looked at the doorway of the room. He was familiar with the strange red figure, and his mind was blank.

    "Wang, Wang…Dashed

    Xu Qiqin muttered to himself, looking incredibly at the opposite Wang Chong, and felt like he was in the illusion.

    “Wang Chong !”

    The next moment, before Wang Chong reacted, Xu Qiqin suddenly rushed to the wind and rushed into Wang Chong's arms, tears bursting out of his eyes.

    "Really you, really you…"

    Wang Chong stunned, apparently did not expect this scene, but the next moment, the ear heard a familiar cry with a cry.

    "Asshole, you bastard, I thought you were dead."

    "hē hē, I didn't say it, I will definitely come back, how can I die there?"

    Upon hearing Xu Qiqin, Wang Chong hesitated for a moment, smiled, comforted softly, and his hands turned back, gently holding Xu Qiqin.

    Xu Qiqin didn't talk, just holding Wang Chong and crying.

    In the Battle of Southwest China, Wang Chong only took thousands of martial artists from Hire, and he rushed to the battlefield in the southwest. Everyone thinks he is dead, because no one can defeat the huge Meng-U Allied Army, even Xu Qiqin –

    Although she never said it, she also deeply understands that Wang Chong went to the southwest for almost a lifetime. Countless times, the news in the southwest was cut off, and Xu Qiqin thought that Wang Chong had died there.

    But she can't say anything, she can't do anything. The only thing she can do is to do her best to help Wang Chong and send all kinds of grain ordnance to the southwest.

    Xu Qiqin has never thought about it before, and he will be so worried about a person, suffering from such a loss. When the whole Empire was the most stormy, when everyone only knew that he was worried about it, only he was alone and determined, and he rushed into the battlefield without hesitation.

    That was the first time Xu Qiqin realized that Wang Chong was the first time she felt that in the seventeen-year-old, tender and tall body, there was a heart that was hot, brave, full of infinite power and responsibility.

    After the Battle of Southwest China, although the maid had told her that Wang Chong was still alive, Xu Qiqin had been banned from the family and had no access to the outside world. She did not see it with her own eyes. How can she believe it only by the words of the maid?

    But at this moment, when Wang Chong really appeared in front of himself and felt the heat and temperature that he had uploaded, Xu Qiqin really believed that Wang Chong was still alive.

    He really came back from the battlefield of the nine dead in the southwest.

    In the whole quiet and elegant boudoir, only Xu Qiqin's low sobs were left, and Wang Chong gently patted her back, soothing, his mouth always with a warm smile.

    In the room, Xu Zhongnian looked at the two men and was stunned. At this moment, he chose to stand quietly.

    The silence speaks.

……

    When the entire Great Tang was immersed in a joy, the wheels of history slowly pushed, and in the far west, close to the Qixi Protectorate General, a ring of bells came from the air.

    In the sparsely populated Qixi desert, a white camel walked slowly, and in its neck position, two gold and silver bells swayed, and the sound of the desert’s hustle and bustle was heard from the bell. from.

    "Oman, how far can we go to Great Tang?"

    On the back of the camel, there was a sudden sound of a woman who was more than a sable.

    "Princess, we will be there for more than half a month."

    The maid named Oman took the camel and looked at a beautiful young Lady on a hunchback with a white gauze, a muscular body, but a sad but sad look.

    The camel bell is crisp. On the eastbound road, only the voice of the master and the servant is left, but whether it is the white lady on the hunchback, or the waitress holding the reins, all of them are not the language of Central Plains.

    In fact, if you look closely, you will find that these two people have a strong exotic flavor, whether it is deep and charming brown eyelids, wavy curly natural hair, face complexion, lines, or the whole person The temperament that comes out is completely different from that of Tang People.

“……Princess, don't be sad. Central Plains Great Tang Although far away from our hometown, there are also many of us. Moreover, I heard that Great Tang is extremely rich and a country of civilization, so at least, there will be no problem in our life. As long as the quest is complete, CALIPH will let us go back. ”

    Oman soft channel.

    On the horseback, the white cotton masked Young Lady silently looked at the front, motionless, and every step further, the grievances in her heart would be a little more.

    "Oman, tell me, is that Wang Chong's Tang People teenager really so important?"

    Alia secluded.

    "Princess, you know how much Caliph pays attention to Wootz Steel. We are known for casting technology. But those Hyderabad Ore have been around for so long, and there are so many great craftsmen who have been squashed, but none of them can forge the magical Wootz Steel. Many Hyderabad Ore were directly abolished. Even the weapons that Osama masters forged were far less than the Wootz Steel of the Great Tang boy, and they were black and ugly, and there was no such beauty. ”

    "Our Caliphate has always been known for forging good weapons, but so many masters can't forge a Wootz Steel. For Majesty, this is totally unacceptable, so the princess can imagine how angry he is in his heart."

    Oman opened his mouth to persuade.

    Aria just sighed long and didn't speak.

    Although you are a Princess of Caliphate, according to the Intrisic Principle, you should be a servant of the servants, enjoy the service of a group of servants, enjoy a luxurious life in the magnificent jewellery palace, and not rush in the strange country.

    But only Aliya knows that the Princess of Caliphate is different from any other Princess of Empire.

    Although the father is Caliphate Caliph, the equivalent of Caliphate's Emperor, but there are a hundred princesses under his knees, and Alia is just one of them. With so many brothers and sisters, it is conceivable that the Princess Aria is not valued.

    Her fate is thus doomed.

    "I don't know what kind of person is called Wang Chong's Tang People?"

    In the burst of camel ringing, Princess Caliphate, named Alia, looked ahead and silently. When everything is doomed and cannot be changed, she suddenly wants to know, what kind of person is the alien boy who changed her destiny?

    Hey!

    The camel bells burst, and the white camel slowly moved forward, with the master and the servant, and with a group of Caliphate behind him, Cavalry disappeared into the official road.

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