Dandere General and his Lord

"Qiaosheng," the lord said softly, the voice seemed to be very close, but also seemed to be very far away, "You may have noticed that I am a little different from you."

"I am from another world."

Cheng Qianye greedily looked at the sight of another world, and then looked at Mo Qiaosheng embarrassedly.

One side is the home after a long absence, and the other is the beloved lover.

"That's my home. I..."

I want to go back.

Mo Qiaosheng felt as if his lifeline was controlled by a master in one move,

The whole body was captured by a huge fear of losing the lord.

He exhausted all his strength but could not utter a complete sentence,

Can only murmur a few broken words: "No, don't."

He didn't regain the ability to breathe until he saw the Lord's finger and finally retracted it from the bizarre light and shadow.

Cheng Qianye pulled the dragon scale into his palm, slowly rubbed it for an unknown amount of time, and finally put it back into the box.

There are Qiaosheng here, there are so many people, and so many things, she can't just let it go.

She reluctantly smiled at Mo Qiaosheng: "It's alright, I... I'm not going back now."

Her face was suddenly held by a pair of broad hands, and Mo Qiaosheng's frantic kiss fell like rain.

He kissed eagerly and raw, without any skill.

Cheng Qianye pushed it slightly, but Mo Qiaosheng got closer.

Forget it, let him go.

Cheng Qianye was in a bad mood.

But she still stretched out her hand, gently hugged Mo Qiaosheng's waist, closed her eyes and raised her face, letting her sweetheart release his emotions.

Before long, she found that her cheeks were wet, and hot tears were dripping on her cheeks.

Cheng Qianye opened her eyes, a little sad and a little funny, she stopped Mo Qiaosheng who was crying and kissing her.

"Don't cry, I didn't leave again."

Mo Qiaosheng turned his face away, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Don't worry, I won't disappear suddenly." Cheng Qianye comforted, "Even if there is anything, I will definitely discuss it with you first."

"Father, father." Cheng Peng's tender voice sounded outside the palace.

Cheng Qianye and Mo Qiaosheng hurriedly distanced themselves, and Cheng Peng's figure soon appeared at the door of the hall. He ran in with his short legs and threw himself into Cheng Qianye's arms.

"Father Jun, Peng'er learned five big characters today and memorized a piece of Mr. Zhou's article. Mr. praised me." Cheng Peng blushed.

"Really, Peng'er is really capable." Cheng Qianye praised him without hesitation.

"Peng'er wants to hold high." The little boy with a blushing face was tired of his father's lap.

"You're so old, I can't lift you anymore." Cheng Qianye said, but still picked up the boy and turned around. There was a burst of laughter in the hall.

"What are the father and the concubine doing? Am I disturbing the father?" Cheng Peng said sensible.

Cheng Qianye coughed awkwardly: "I'm discussing national affairs with the great concubine. It's over. It's okay for Peng'er to come."

"Why are General Mo's eyes red? Could it be that he stayed up late like Mr. Zhou, and the general has to take care of his body. Don't let my father worry."

Mo Qiaosheng blushed, he bowed his head and bowed, hesitantly looked at Cheng Qianye for a moment, and then retired.

Cheng Qianye held Cheng Peng on his knees and asked, "Mrs. Xiao's injury hasn't healed yet? Is it all Mr. Zhou giving lectures to Huang'er recently?"

Cheng Peng nodded and said: "Well, Erchen just went to visit Taifu, and his injury has gotten better. He asked Erchen to tell his father and king, and he will be back in two days. Recently, Mr. Zhou told Peng'er a lot of historical stories. , The boy also likes him very much. However, brother Zhou Ming, who is next to Mr. Zhou today, doesn't seem to be very happy. He said that Mr. Zhou stayed up late again until the third watch yesterday, and he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it physically. "

The young prince sat on Cheng Qianye's lap, and the crisp child's voice echoed in the Chaowu Hall.

Cheng Qianye listened silently,

If she had obtained this dragon scale when she first came to this world a few years ago, she would have returned to her own world without hesitation.

But now, there are so many people, all gathered together because of her. Zhou Zixi, Xiao Jin, Zhang Fu... Each of them is still trying their best to achieve the ideal they set together.

In the vast land of this country, there are countless people and soldiers, petty officials and courtiers, all of them guarding their positions, conscientiously doing their best, in order to realize the expectations for the future in their hearts.

This little bit of hope, like the stars in the sky, gathered from all over the country and gathered in the hands of the king of Chaowu Hall.

Cheng Qianye held the innumerable strands of silver light in his hand, and led the giant ship of Jin State to sail towards the light of hope.

At the moment when this giant ship just started sailing, how could she, the captain, let go of the thousands of responsibilities tied to one body, leave her subjects, leave her country behind, and return to her original world?

Besides, there is also the bridge student.

Cheng Qianye closed his eyes, stretched out his hand and rubbed the box with dragon scales.

I'm sorry, brother.

I'm sorry, Dad and Mom.

I can't go home yet.

I hope that one day in the future, I will arrange everything here and take the responsibility off my shoulders.

Ren, there is still a chance to come back to you again.

This night, although Qiaosheng came to accompany her, Cheng Qianye still slept very restlessly, and she repeatedly dreamed of her childhood.

In that courtyard full of roses, the little self and his elder brother played and chased around their mother's knees.

In the middle of the night, Cheng Qianye woke up from his sleep, and the moonlight outside the window was like water, pouring into the bedroom.

The pillow was empty, and the person sleeping beside her was gone.

On the floor in front of the room, there was a black figure squatting, the man sat in the moonlight, raised his head and stared at the night outside the window.

The pale moonlight hit his well-defined profile face, forming a beauty of collision of light and shadow.

Cheng Qianye sat up quietly and looked at the back silently. Qiaosheng didn't cry, but she vaguely heard the sound of the crystal tears breaking on the ground.

Cheng Qianye's heart was tangled.

There is not only a burning love between her and Qiaosheng, but also a mutual responsibility.

But now, she is in a dilemma, wondering if she can make a promise to stay together for a lifetime.

"I just had a dream." Mo Qiaosheng seemed to know that she had woken up, "in the dream, I became a slave again. Everyone around me told me that there is no Jin State in this world, no My lord. Everything I have now is just a big dream."

"After I woke up, I was in a trance for a long time, not knowing which world is real." Mo Qiaosheng's low voice seemed a bit sad in the dark night,

"Master, no matter who you are, you are the master of the minister."

"I can't live without my lord."

He stood up with support and stared at the person in front of him: "Please don't leave, please."

In the silent night, there was only the sound of the two of them breathing slightly.

Cheng Qianye knew that Mo Qiaosheng was waiting for her answer.

"Today, the person you met is my real brother."

"My lord's... brother?"

"Apart from my brother, Gaotang in my family also loves me very much."

"The lord has another high hall?"

"Qiaosheng, have you found any news about your family these days?"

"Not yet."

"But in your heart, you must have an unbreakable concern for them, right?"

Mo Qiaosheng was silent.

"The same is true for me, since I came here unintentionally, I have been thinking about my relatives all the time." Cheng Qianye stretched out his hand to him and pulled him to sit beside him, "I'm sorry Qiaosheng, I I know I've made you sad, but please give me some time to think about it calmly."

In Zhengzhou City,

In front of Yao Tianxiang stood her nephew Yao Shun who came from Bianjing to visit her.

"What do you mean, do you want to return to the Wei Kingdom to inherit the crown prince?" Yao Tianxiang pursed her red lips, her beautiful eyebrows slightly twisted.

"Yes...Yes, I also hope that my aunt will help my nephew." Yao Shun was a little scared and excited in front of this aunt who had been in awe since he was a child.

He was the third least favored child around Yao Hong. He had no ability to compete for the crown prince, so he could only be sent to the enemy country as a proton.

But a few days ago, there was news in China that the eldest brother passed away unexpectedly, and the second brother was reprimanded by his father and king. In addition, Zhang Fu, the prime minister of Jin State, encouraged him a lot, and he was willing to strongly support him to return to China to compete for the crown prince. His timid heart could not help but heat up.