Back Off, Let Me Come

Cui Hui's response made Shen Tang's heart drop.

Based on the idea of ​​​​sooner rather than later, Cui Hui planned to leave to see Cui Xiao, and his only request was to have Qi Shan escort him. This suggestion made Qi Shan like a cat covered in fur, with the word "resistance" written all over it from head to toe. He didn't say anything, just looked at his master quietly. Shen Tang said amusedly: "Are you worried that Cui Kewu will do one thing on the surface but another secretly, and join forces with his own father to kill you?"

A mission-impossible mission, a plan within a plan?

If Qi Shan was Cui Hui, he would really do this.

Qi Shan was struck by Shen Tang's words, and he looked away awkwardly, lacking confidence: "Bei Mo is not yet settled, Shan is not at ease."

Shen Tang said with a smile: "What can we worry about? The elites in the Northern Desert were severely damaged in the First World War, and there was a grain layout before that. If they cannot conquer Kang State this year, they will face a famine in the coming year. The difference between stubborn resistance is just that If you die now, you will have to wait until next year to starve to death. The news sent to various tribes these days has begun to bear fruit. Even if there are gods in the Northern Desert who will sell iron to support them, how can they fight without one? Just put 10,000 Heart, please settle those old accounts of yours."

Fortunately this time Cui Hui understood the righteousness.

If she records all the blood debts of that year on Qi Shan, this matter may not be able to end. Not only did they not express their anger, but they were reasonable and looked at the past rationally. This magnanimity and awareness were better than that of many people. Shen Tang only hopes this is the last time.

The guilty conscience on Qishan's face was a bit thicker.

Shen Tang raised his eyebrows, pretended to be helpless, held his forehead and shook his head with a bitter smile: "Yuanliang, what other surprises do you have that I don't know about?"

Qi Shan watched her winking and teasing him, and inexplicably felt the hairs on his body rising again, and hurriedly said: "Okay, I'll just go. This isn't... Look at her face, she looks guilty."

Qishan was very unhappy with this sentiment.

In his opinion, when a counselor makes suggestions for the master, he needs to abandon unnecessary distractions and focus on the interests of the master and his own interests. Feeling guilty about someone can easily affect your rationality, which can lead to soft-heartedness, misjudgment, or even vacillation of your stance.

Such people often do not die well.

If it were put in the past, he would not mind "a great favor is like a great enmity"——

As long as the person he feels guilty about dies, he doesn't have to feel guilty anymore!

This is not possible now.

"Being with her is too uncomfortable, just like Ling Chi."

Shen Tang felt strange when he heard this.

"Lingchi?"

Ling Chi prayed for Yuan Liang’s Schrödinger conscience?

Although the subsequent complaints were not spoken, the joking in Shen Tang's eyes was not concealed, and Qi Shan left with a stinking face. As soon as he walked out of the big tent, he heard the head of the family laughing wildly from behind him.

Qishan: "..."

Alas, bear with it, you are the master of your choice!

He couldn't bear it, could he still flip the table?

Shen Tang did not completely believe Cui Hui, and asked her to go with Qishan to find Cui Xiao because she had a back-up plan. The war here in the Northern Desert is generally over. Even if there are sporadic rebels who will cause trouble in the future, it will only be a small thing that shakes the tree.

This small movement does not need so many Kangguo elites to suppress it.

Shen Tang wants to mobilize troops to Heyin.

Pray for good, they set out on the front foot, and the army broke out on the back foot.

The time difference is only three to five days.

If Qishan really feels that something is wrong, he will be rescued in time.

On the second day, all the dry food for the carriage and horses was ready.

Cui Hui and Yi Mamusong said goodbye.

The child was very attached to Cui Hui, silently red-eyed and unwilling to let go.

Cui Hui calmed down the child patiently.

Seeing Cui Hui turning around frequently and looking back and forth from the car window, he said, "Kewu is very close to the daughter of the Banbu family."

The more than 20 people who escorted the convoy were all brave warriors, and the horses they used were all infused with martial energy. They ran fast and steadily. After a while, Imamusong's little figure disappeared from sight. Cui Hui looked back: "Ima Musong's personality is similar to that of a little girl. Every time I look at this child, I can't help but think of her..."

Cui Hui's expression seemed to be filled with reminiscence and regret.

Qishan was stunned: "Do you have a daughter?"

Cui Hui raised his hand to stroke his bun and said amusedly: "Yuanliang doesn't think that I am dressed up for walking outside? If it is for this reason, wouldn't it be more convenient and trouble-free to dress up as a man?"

Qishan looked a little unnatural.

It was obviously not because of this that he hesitated.

During the threesome back then, on the surface it was him and Cui Hui getting along, but in fact it was him who watched Cui Hui and her senior brother's eyebrows change from the perspective of a bystander. As the Lord said, things like love between men and women are indeed more interesting to watch others talk about. This kind of emotion seems to be able to blind people's eyes, if there is an ambiguity that seems to be nothing, an entanglement that can't stop talking, and the pulling and pulling of disconnected threads...

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that these two are in love.

It just so happens that they are all blind.

One doesn't understand, and the other shrinks.

Qishan really thought that Cui Hui was still unmarried.

"once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking."

Not to mention that the incident back then left too much damage.

Cui Hui has been smart since he was a child.

How could she not understand what Qi Shan meant?

She just laughed at herself: "If I remember correctly, the master who created this saying is not a man who loves deeply and has no regrets, right? What he says on his lips is always different from what he does on his hands. When I was young, I thought I would I remember my senior brother all my life, but did you know that within two years of following my mother-in-law around the world, I discovered to my horror that I couldn’t quite remember his features. Obviously I cried when I first looked at his portrait and couldn’t sleep all night, but at that time Suddenly I woke up and realized that I hadn’t opened the painting for half a month.”

That painting was painted by Qi Yuanliang.

Lifelike and lifelike.

Qi Yuanliang's eyes are very good at finding people's characteristics, and even ordinary-looking seniors can be enhanced by his paintings. This painting is also the only time the brothers and sisters are painted at the same time. Cui Hui relied on this painting to spend the most painful two years. The time was terrible.

She obviously still loved her senior brother deeply, and she felt the urge to cry when she thought about it, but she didn't feel the heart-rending pain.

When Cui Hui realized this, she had a dream.

I dreamed of my senior brother in a happy suit.

Cui Hui apologized painfully.

She didn't know why she forgot so quickly.

The senior brother said: [This is not your fault, Ke Wu, it’s not that you forgot, but you have seen too many more painful things in the past two years. Senior brother, I am very sad. I am sad that I am not by your side...]

Cui Hui didn't know whether this dream was a dream from his senior brother or a lie to comfort himself. Waking up from the dream was like a new life. She finally noticed her much older grandma, her anxious and worried brother, and the people around her who were suffering from war and were fleeing for their lives...

As she grew older and had rich life experiences, her youthful experiences faded over the years, and the family finally found a relatively stable country to stay in for a few months. That year, when she was out on a lake trip, she happened to see a young scholar on a cruise ship, and her heart was moved.

Cui Hui calmly recounted that experience.

Qishan asked: "Young scholar?"

There are basically no literary scholars who are too ugly.

But it also means that it is difficult to use force.

Cui Hui nodded: "Yes."

Qishan was a little curious: "Is it done?"

Cui Hui asked, "How else could my daughter come here?"

This first encounter was quite interesting. It rained a lot, and the boatman kindly docked to take in the drowned rat on the shore. Cui Hui approached the scribe and saw that he was holding a book called "The Legend of the White Snake" in his hand, and happened to look at each other.

Qishan: "..."

Why does it sound so sour to him?

Cui Hui and the scribe became familiar with each other smoothly.

The two chatted happily. During the conversation, Cui Hui learned that the young man came from another country to recuperate, and his temporary residence was just across the street from him. Perhaps it was a fate sent from heaven. When Cui Hui went out to buy books for his brother, he met the young man again.

Everything is in order.

Cui Hui inquired about the young scholar's family.

Only then did we learn that the scribe was married, divorced, and had no children.

Cui Hui was a little disappointed, but still asked the other party why he divorced his wife. The young man said calmly: [Because I am incompetent...]

Qishan: "..."

Can this be said in public?

Cui Hui sighed: "It's not that I'm incompetent."

The young man and his wife divorced because of the conflict between their parents, which could also be said to be a family conflict. This conflict was too sharp and irreconcilable. In the end, the newlyweds suffered the consequences. The two reconciled and he gradually took over the family affairs.

Cui Hui hesitated: [It sounds like you broke up not because of emotional discord. Now that you have the ability, why don't you look back? 】

The young scribe said: [There is no turning back. 】

The young scribe didn't know what he thought of, and said with a melancholy expression: "I didn't have the ability to protect you back then, and now I don't have the courage to look back." It's best for everyone to be well, everything is in the past. 】

Cui Hui became estranged from the scribes because of this incident.

However, God is very interested in this bad fate.

The two met again in a foreign country, and he came to his rescue.

Back and forth——

Cui Hui was also completely moved.

When the two families were discussing marriage, she realized that the young man had a very high background and was really raised in a rich family. The family backgrounds are very different, and most marriages are in vain, but the young man works hard and changes his appearance to Cui Hui, borrowing a false identity that matches his family, and they get married in a legitimate manner.

When Qi Shan heard this, his fists became hardened.

He said that he could not find Cui Hui no matter what.

Obviously there was a clue through the intelligence network of the Society of Gods, but after checking the clue, the clue was broken. Since then, there has been no news.

Good guy, there’s this co-author as well!

Apart from being angry, I was also stunned by that man's courage.

"The matchmaker is marrying him? He is indeed a man."

If you are really thoughtful, you can indeed overcome all difficulties.

In a place where family background is important, it is not easy for the two to combine.

Cui Hui snorted: "It makes sense that they are well-matched. Before marriage, I thought it was just a matter of two hearts agreeing, but after marriage, I realized that was not the case. When you marry this man, you will not only be his wife, but also his family. Being a wife, a mistress, and a daughter-in-law. You know best what I am. Do you think I can get used to these things? However, this man has a good face, and he can tolerate this face. The red tape of a big family is a nightmare, and I would rather die than learn it."

He said so, but Cui Hui is a strong person.

She decided to do something the best she could.

Except for the first two years of being busy and needing the help of a man's confidant, once I got started, I was able to do it with ease. I was in charge of the middle income, took care of the family business, and had children. My life was very peaceful. Until one day, the man accidentally discovered the portrait from her dowry.

Regarding the first wedding, Cui Hui did not hide the other party.

The other party has always known about this.

I don’t know why the reaction was huge that day.

Cui Huizheng was immersed in the shock of discovering white hair. She had given birth to two sons and a daughter in succession, and her body obviously felt not as light as when she was young. Then when she saw her husband in his prime holding a picture scroll, an indescribable feeling of suffocation gripped her throat.

[You have seen this painting before. 】

The scribe said: [But I didn’t expect you to survive to this day. 】

Inexplicable anger rushed straight into Cui Hui's brain, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth and said: [I have given up, what can a painting prove? 】

Can't we leave the only trace of our senior brother in the world?

The scribe threw up his sleeves and left without saying anything.

But what really made Cui Hui drop everything and leave was another incident. She discovered that her husband was still in contact with his ex-wife.

Qishan almost choked on his saliva: "Can you bear it?"

Cui Hui sneered: "If you endure it any longer, you will be a bastard."

Cui Hui's life has not been satisfactory in the past few years after marriage.

Her parents-in-law knew her true identity.

Although she didn't deliberately make things difficult, she had always been very distant. Even if she gave birth to two sons and one daughter in succession, she was not welcomed. This was true for her and the children she gave birth to, but she was very close to the children of her husband's brothers. Cui Hui naturally felt very uncomfortable. She realized what was going on between her husband and his ex-wife, and decisively wrote a divorce letter.

[I was tempted back then because of your face. 】The showdown between Cui Hui and her husband was very calm, "When your face is not enough to make me tempted, why should I help you take care of your relationships, deal with the endless trivial matters, and serve your filial father?" mother? As a couple, let’s have a good time together...]

Qishan asked: "Did he stay?"

Cui Hui said with a dark face: "No."

Qishan: "..."

After the showdown, she tidied up a bit and left.

Not a single child was taken away.

She can't take it away, and she can't raise it if she takes it away.

In this world, it is difficult for her to even protect herself.

Cui Hui sighed and said: "...His family is very particular about the age of the legitimate concubines. The eldest son and the second son were both born to me. They are not too young and have some talents. No matter whether he marries again in the future or not It won’t affect the future of my three children. I’m quite relieved.”

Returning to the days of being at home all over the world is difficult but very freeing.

After listening to this horse-capturing story, Qi Shan asked, "Which family does your ex-husband belong to? If we fight back, do you want to die or not?"

The corner of Cui Hui's mouth twitched: "... Give the child a father... After all, being scolded as 'your father is dead' is quite annoying..."

The motorcade rushed to Heyin at lightning speed.

——

As I said before, after defeating Bei Mo, Wu Xian will be beaten.

Due to the shortage of border guards and the high pressure on the Northern Desert front, Zhao Feng, who was stationed in Heyin, simply adopted the Iron Turtle tactic, focusing on defense. He would only fight a battle when he couldn't hold it in any longer, but he stopped at the last minute to take advantage. He decisively called for gold and retreated his troops.

No matter how provocative the generals of the Gao Kingdom are, they will occasionally yell at the other side to complain that they are tired, and have an open-air BBQ, roasting mutton, roasting beef, roasting pork, roasting all the vegetables and fruits of the current season...

When I feel good, I can also show off my archery skills.

Use your bow and arrow to fly the roasted food across.

The euphemistic name is: [Invite former colleagues to try their craftsmanship. 】

Zhao Feng, the general of Gao State, was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. Fortunately, he was a brave warrior with good physique, otherwise he might have been so angry that he suffered a cerebral hemorrhage. Zhao Wei also seemed to have re-recognized the limits of his biological father, and couldn't help but give him two thumbs up.

|ω`)

This ex-husband should have appeared before.

Happy New Year's Eve. I plan to stay up late today so I can rest tomorrow.