Soon, the two arrived at the place where Xiahou Lie was assassinated.

The scene was in chaos, and blood was faintly oozing from Xiahou Lie's wrist. At this moment, the Imperial Guard was helping him retreat. In the dense forest ahead, there were a burst of swords and swords that could be heard several miles away.

Mu Qingwan rushed over and bandaged him briefly, and helped him get onto the carriage. Xiahou Lie briefly ordered: "Catch the living, don't miss the evidence." Then he followed her away.

As soon as he was holding him into the tent, he saw him wave his hand to signal the others to go down. Before Mu Qingwan could react, she was already pressed on the bed, and her scorching breath was vomited in her ears, making her even feel hot, "Xiahou Lie, get up first, are there any injuries on your hands?"

What's wrong with him? He was crazy for some reason.

"Qingwan, I finally see your true emotions again. Are you worried about me, right?"

Mu Qingwan's struggled hand stopped immediately. He could have seen the disguise during this period?

Is she acting too obvious, or is he too keen to observe? She thought she was well concealed, tried her best to match his preferences, be an obedient wife, and no longer care about anything, because she had made up her mind to leave.

It felt uncomfortable to be seen through. Mu Qingwan lowered her eyes and nodded for a while, "Get up first and have something to say."

He glanced at her deeply, then kissed her forehead, and then got up, but before he could straighten his waist, he pressed her back, "You won't be allowed to be so close to you in the future!"

Mu Qingwan was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that he had seen the same rider as Showa Gongcheng, and lamented in her heart. When is it now, his domineering temperament has not changed.

"Okay, okay, please get up first? Don't forget, you are still a wounded person now!"

She deliberately bit the word "injured" seriously, hoping that he would be somewhat self-conscious as a wounded person and not go crazy and overwhelmed her at any time.

Xiahou Lie chuckled, stood up and patted his clothes, "Is this little injury so fussy? Do you still don't know if my health is good?"

The teasing meaning in his words made Mu Qingwan blush uncontrollably and glared at him in shame, but when she thought of Yun Lanshan's assassination this time, she frowned again.

"What's wrong?" He reached out to rub the folds between her eyebrows.

Fearing that he could see the hope in his eyes, she lowered her head to avoid his sharp eyes, "It's nothing, can the power of the Yun clan really be completely defeated this time?"

Xiahou Lie raised a confident smile and did not notice her strangeness. "Even if he didn't want to assassinate me, I have to take this opportunity to confirm his crime."

"You mean...even if you don't have the assassination time today, you will frame it?"

"Instead of waiting for others to treat themselves as targets, it is better to frame yourself first. Do things first, and take the initiative in your own hands, otherwise you will be tired of dealing with it. This is not my style."

He stroked her hair that had been blown by the wind just now and continued: "If nothing unexpected happens, the Yun family will definitely be finished this time."

As he was talking, a sound of neat and powerful footsteps sounded outside the tent, and soon, a heavy sound rang out of the curtain:

"Report to the Emperor, Yun Lanshan and his followers have been successfully arrested. Please make a decision."

Xiahou Lie patted Mu Qingwan's hand, then opened the curtain and walked out.

Mu Qingwan heard him order Zhou Changlong to try this case, and he must investigate and report the crimes of forming cliques and attempting to usurp the throne over the years. Although Zhou Changlong was nominally a person from Yunlanshan, he was always worried about Yunlanshan's behavior of trampling him under his feet as a slave. In addition, his daughter, Concubine Chu, was often bullied by Empress Dowager Yun and Concubine Yun in the palace. Now he finally got the opportunity to destroy the Yun family. It was a good time to avenge his previous shame. How could he not handle the case "to do his best"?

From the moment the case was handed over to Zhou Changlong, Mu Qingwan knew that Yunlanshan was really over this time.

She walked to the window and looked at the bright spring scenery outside, falling into deep thought.

The Yun family is over, Xiahou Lie has taken control of the real power, and grandma's illness has been cured. It is time for her to leave.

"What are you thinking?" At some point, Xiahou Lie had already walked behind her and hugged her.

She didn't move, let him hold it, and murmured subconsciously, "I want to go home."

Xiahou Lie did not realize what she really meant. He just thought she wanted to go back to the palace, so he turned his head and kissed her on the cheek, "Let's go home now."

Zhou Changlong is worthy of being the only capable person in the court who can compete with Yun Lanshan. In less than a week, the Yun family's numerous crimes were investigated clearly, and many of them involved Queen Mother Yun, but Yun Chuyi is worthy of being a role in the harem who turned his hand to make Yun Lanshan. He is well aware of the principle of flying each other when the disaster is coming, and soon he is clean with Yun Lanshan to avoid disaster.

In order to avoid the long nights and dreams, Xiahou Lie had to give up pursuing Yun Chuyi and issued an order to deal with Yun Lanshan first. As long as Yun Lanshan is missing, even if she is powerful, she will lose her sharp claws and will not be a disaster.

Mu Qingwan has been tossing and turning so hard these days. This morning she finally decided to put away the pillow for the delivery pillow.

"What are you doing?"

Xiahou Lie's low voice sounded behind him, which scared Mu Qingwan. She quickly turned around and saw him wearing a court uniform. It was obvious that he had just finished the court and came to Changxin Palace.

"Why don't you answer me?"

Seeing her lowered her head and silently, he curled his lips, walked behind her and hugged her, then put his head on her slender shoulder and looked forward. Seeing that she had half wrapped in a package, he said a little surprised:

"Isn't this the child delivery pillow that the emperor's grandmother gave us? What do you do if you put it away?"

Mu Qingwan lowered her head guiltily, and her hands were at a loss as to the corner of her clothes, not knowing how to answer him.

But he didn't allow her to dodge, and he raised her chin with his fingers and looked into her eyes and repeated his question: "Why should I put it away? We haven't given birth to a dragon, and this child-giving pillow can't be retired yet, right?"

Mu Qingwan forced a smile, shook her head, and continued to wrap her around: "I feel a little dizzy these days. It should be because this pillow makes me sleep a little hard, so I want to put it away."

"Why are this symptoms happening now? Why didn't it before?" He raised his eyebrows and saw something wrong with her expression. "This child-giving pillow is the blessing of the emperor's grandmother to us. I will not let you put it away until you are pregnant with the emperor's heir, so you must get used to it."

As he said that, he let go of her hand and took out the pillow from the bag.

"No!" She quickly turned around and held his hand, "I don't want to get used to it, I don't want to get used to it."

After a while, Xia Houlie was stunned and did not move. He just stared at her steadily, a trace of displeasure flashed through his eyes, and the paranoia in his personality began to take effect, "Unless you are pregnant, you will not be allowed to put it away without my permission."

Hearing him mentioning the child again and again, she said in a panic: "No, I don't want it. Even if I can't get pregnant in my whole life, I don't want to use this pillow again."

This pillow will make her feel guilty and guilty, will make her sleep restless all night, and will make her think again and again how many children she has killed.

She doesn't want to live like this.

"I'm very unhappy now. You'd better be careful when you speak." He took a deep breath and tried to control his anger that was about to explode.

"I have explained to you that this pillow makes me sleep poorly and makes me dizzy. You are unreasonable. There are so many concubines in your harem, and there are so many women who can help you have children. Why do you want me to give birth?" Her slender fingers tightly grasped the pillow in her hand, and her knuckles began to turn white with force.

Xiahou Lie grabbed the meaning of the words: "Don't you want to have a baby for me?"

"In this palace, there are so many women who can help you have children, right?" She remembered the concubines who dressed up every day just to wait for him. Although she was selfish, she could not do it for her own selfishness and let other women stay alone in the empty bedroom and spend her whole life of youth and happiness. The more time Xiahou Lie stayed with her, the greater her guilt.

She couldn't stand such a life, and she couldn't share her husband with other women.

This will drive herself crazy.

"Don't answer the question that is wrong. I'll ask you again last time, do you don't want to have my child?"

His voice was low and slightly dull, as if he was restraining some kind of feeling about to boil.

Mu Qingwan turned her eyes away from looking at him. A strange pain grabbed her heart tightly, and something seemed to be choked in her throat, sour and astringent, making her unable to speak for a long time.

Finally, she finally calmed down and tried to swallow the bitterness in her throat, and replied in a voice that was so calm that it could no longer be calm:

"Yes, I don't want it, and I don't want to have a child."

After a long time, Xiahou Lie was stunned and did not move, just staring at her blankly. After a long time, a strange laugh suddenly came from the hall, as if a wounded lone wolf was roaring, "Hehe... This is the real reason why you put away the child pillow. You don't want to have my child, so of course this child pillow is annoying."

Mu Qingwan bit her lips and said nothing.

"Are you acquiesce?" He sneered, with a bone-broken coldness, Mu Qingwan, who had adapted to him, was a little at a loss for a moment. Such a smile and such a tone seemed to be a different world, but from today on, such a cold confrontation will become their way of getting along.

"If you really don't want to have my child, I won't force you. As the king of a country, I am not so pitiful that I need to beg a woman to give birth to a child for me. Don't worry, I still have this pride!"

After he finished speaking, he threw the pillow on the ground and strode away.

Mu Qingwan stared at the delivery pillow he threw to the ground. The smile of the child on the pillow was still as bright as before, but it was like a sharp thorn pierced into her heart. She bit her lips hard to prevent tears from falling.

This is her choice, yes, she doesn't want to live such a life again, she doesn't want to share a man with so many women.

As soon as Xiahou Lie thinks about what she said in person that morning, he wishes to strangle her to death. She dares to say that she doesn't want to have his child?!

What a ungrateful woman!

He couldn't help but curse again, lying on the bench, with a towering palace and pleasant scenery in his eyes, but no matter how beautiful the sky or the beautiful scenery was, it could not make him feel better at this moment.

Mu Qingwan's tone of decisive saying that she didn't want to have him, those words echoed in his mind over and over again. Mu Qingwan, damn girl, did she think that if he spoiled her, she could be unscrupulous and not take him seriously?

He cursed indignantly in his heart, and he didn't even notice Showa was walking in front of him.

"Oh, brother, what's wrong with you? Logically speaking, you should be happy if you remove the big troubles of your heart? Why are you sad?"

Showa was still in the sloppy style, and she lifted her clothes and sat down opposite Xiahou Lie.

Xiahou Lie snorted coldly and said nothing.

Showa's eyes rolled and pondered, "Let me guess what you are upset about, ah... I understand, it's definitely because of my sister-in-law."

After hearing that he was so confident, Xiahou Lie's body shook. Could it be that his emotions were so obvious?

He subconsciously said, "What are you saying? How could it be because of her?"

"Stop pretending, I dare to make a promise, it is definitely because of her. Maybe you haven't noticed it yourself. Your calmness, your indifference, and your coldness. As soon as you meet your sister-in-law, you will be destroyed. Brother, stop covering up, admit it, you have fallen in love with her!"

The air suddenly fell into death.

Xiahou Lie's face suddenly turned red, but it quickly faded, turning pale like paper.

His eyes suddenly became brisk and his lips kept trying to raise them up, and he wanted to show a smile of indifferent smile, but it collapsed before it even raised.

When he spoke again, his voice had become hoarse, even with a hint of trembling:

"What are you saying? How could I fall in love with her? Her father is the executioner who killed Qing'er..."

"Emperor brother!" Showa suddenly shouted loudly, interrupting his words, and said in a deep voice: "Don't use such thoughts to make yourself suffer anymore. Qingwan is Qingwan, her father is her father, she is innocent, let alone, touch your heart and ask yourself, have you regarded her as an enemy during the days you have been with her? Maybe you didn't even notice that you have fallen in love with her deeply. If you didn't love her, you wouldn't have been so angry when you knew that she was kidnapped by Helian Hengzhi, even if you had a stomachache.

If you don't want to rest when you have an attack, just to find her. If you don't love her, you won't rush in and save her when you learned that she was still stuck in the sea of ​​fire. If you don't love her, you won't be as good as me as if you have a little intimate behavior. If you don't love her, you won't be as gentle as if you have changed your personality every time you see her. I really don't want to tell you that every time you look at her, your eyes are so gentle that water can drip out of water..."

Xiahou Lie only felt a buzzing sound in his head. He wanted to calm down and say something to refute him, but he didn't know what else to say except shut up. His throat seemed to be pinching hard by a big hand, and he couldn't make a word except for the heavy breathing.

The blood seemed to flow backwards in the limbs and bones, hitting his blood vessels unscrupulously. His nerves and muscles in his body were tense, and his brain was even more confused, as if many small things were gushing out of his pores.
To be continued...