Although Murong Xiao killed his child, it was Qin Wan'er's first love after all, and he still had the same love as before. He heard about the defeat. The first feeling in Qin Wan'er's heart was not as good as having the pleasure of taking revenge.
, but there is a little concern
Murong Shun walked past the screen and saw the loss on Qin Wan'er's face. He naturally understood what he was thinking. He spoke slightly and said, "I will not kill him."
Qin Wan'er was shocked and instantly understood that Murong Shun was willing to let go of his political enemy. He lowered his head awkwardly and ashamedly and said, "I'm sorry, but I felt uncomfortable when I thought that he was Heng'er's father."
"I understand, you don't need to explain."
Murong Shun hugged Qin Wan'er in his arms, and naturally understood that Qin Wan'er's heart was entangled in his heart and the person in his arms was already trembling. The sound of crying slightly made Murong Shun feel very distressed. After a long time, he said:
"Stay rest here, I'll come to see you right after finishing my work."
Murong Shun let go of Qin Wan'er and was about to turn around, but Qin Wan'er grabbed his hand, "I can go with you, can I?"
Murong Shun originally planned to refuse. Qin Wan'er was pregnant, so how could she withstand such fatigue? However, the desire in her eyes made Murong Shun feel moved. She could no longer bear to refuse, so she had to say, "Okay, go with me."
The sunset dyed the mountain red, the setting sun was like blood, like this wilderness after the defeat, giving people endless thoughts Murong Xiao looked at the mountains piled up by dead people around him, blood flowing into a river, and was filled with emotion
Squat down lightly, the originally glamorous battle robe was now stained with blood, and even the helmet on his head was thrown away.
If you lose, you still lose. Hundreds of thousands of troops were easily destroyed in the blink of an eye of Murong Shun.
"Emperor" Zhao Chen's arm injury had just been bandaged, and he couldn't wait to come back and forth and said: "Murong Shun's army is coming up again, and we only have more than 30 people left, so we can't break through."
"Zhao Chen, how long have you been with me?" Murong Xiao seemed to be recalling the past, and seemed not sad at all about the situation in front of him.
Zhao Chen glanced at the master who had been following for many years, clasped his fists and said, "It's been seventeen years."
"Haha, seventeen years," Murong Xiao laughed at himself: "I have cultivated the power in my hands for 17 years, just to be able to ascend the throne one day and claim back all the humiliation I have suffered in the past. However, for this throne, I will be able to do so for seventeen years.
I lost you today and finally got you.”
"Emperor" Zhao Chen had never seen Murong Xiao like this before, and he couldn't help but worry, "Although we only have more than 30 people left, they are all masters who swear to serve the emperor to the death and can definitely protect the emperor from breaking out of the siege."
"You don't need to comfort me. I know that you have failed to break through many times. Thirty people, haha, hundreds of thousands of troops can't defeat Murong Shun, let alone thirty people." Murong Xiao waved his hand, and his tone seemed slightly depressed and stood up.
, the feet were already stained with blood, and they looked so charming and evil
Wan'er, the woman she loves most in her life, eventually became her last regret. If she had no fate with her, the greatest harm was that she killed her child with her, and between her,