Rescuing the Supporting Character

Wen Ru is sitting in the shade of the big tree in the mouth of the village. He smiles and listens to the new neighbors whispering about the big things in the middle of the road, while embroidering the purse with Mo.

The one that sent him was already very old, and Mo Xie was still a treasure, and he was reluctant to throw it away in his arms every day.

They have lived in this simple village for more than two months, and Wen is more and more like to go to the village with the three aunts when Mo Xie goes out.

It’s not the same as their original intrigue. The simple thoughts of these villagers are only the shortcomings of the parents. What they tell her every day is that some of the hens have an egg today, or who’s pigs are running out. The fence, the arch broke the vegetable plot behind the neighboring house.

Sometimes, watching the big guys look mysteriously to lower their voices, snoring and whispering which niece is better with the stupid who is the one who is, and she took the broom and took the other side out. If you are warm, you can’t help it.

I have been with them for a long time, as if my realm has been pulled down, but she is very happy, so leisurely days are people.

Of course, the premise is that she does not have to go to the fields to farm.

However, it is estimated that even if she really has that idea, Moxie will not agree. Most of the time, he was still the little guard who stubbornly insisted that his master was a noble lady.

In the face of her teasing from time to time, Mo Xie couldn't help but hug her, but he still stubbornly adhered to the idea that he couldn't take it any further. In the middle of the night, he listened to him from the ground floor and climbed up to the yard to take a cold shower. The sound has almost become the norm.

Wen Ruo does not think that the culprit is that he loves to secretly drill his bed.

The meat that is delivered to the door is not eaten, and it should be deserved.

Anyway, the night before, no matter where she was sleeping, when she woke up the next morning, she was definitely in her comfortable big bed.

Wen Ruyi embroidered the last stitch, cut off the thread, put things back and started to go back slowly.

The two plum blossoms in front of the door are newly planted by Mo Xie. The small branches have just spit out new shoots, and the green hints on the branches are lovely.

She pushed the door into the hospital and began to prepare to give Moxie some sour plum soup. When he returned from hunting, he almost just let cool.

When Mo Xie came home in the evening, Wen Ru was cooking in the small kitchen.

He slid a few hares and pheasants into the door, and saw the things on his hands and went to win the spatula in her hand: "Miss, I told you about it, these things wait for me to come back and do it, you don't Smudge the clothes."

Wen Ruo was pushed to the side by ridiculously, seeing him as a big enemy to stir up the bud eggs in the pot, and did not fight with him, anyway, he could not beat him.

She moved a small stool to the door, so I held my chin on the chin and admired his rushing action: "It's time to put salt."

"I know," he took a look at her, his dark eyes with a bit of helplessness. "You are sitting in the yard, the house is heavy."

Wen Ru is grinning, but she refuses to move. She likes to look at his housework in the back. The satisfaction of overflowing in the heart is simply bubbling.

"Today, I went to the town with Li Shu." The pot shoveled the smashed eggs into the plate, and Mo Mo, who was facing her, suddenly spoke.

Li Shu is one of the few hunters in the village. Every few days, he takes the fur that he can't use at home to sell in the town.

Wen Ruan blinked and waited quietly for his following.

Mo Xie picked up a few dishes on the stove and turned to signal her to give way. Wen Ruo stood up honestly holding a small stool and sat down behind him at the stone table in the yard.

When he gave her the rice to the bowl, he was able to see Mo Mo, if he had nothing to do, sitting on the opposite side, and he couldn’t see any intention to continue talking.

She finally couldn't help it: "And then?"

Mo Xie squinted and looked innocent: "Then I will be back."

The temperature is a glimpse, and the rice is lowered without a word.

For a long while, I heard him faintly said: "If we can't wait for a long time, we can go back." Wen Ru is looking up, only to see Mo Xie's eyes full of smiles, eyes and eyebrows are successfully holding her pride.

If you are looking at the sky, the child is actually living more and more, and how big the people are, so childish. She coughed twice and cooperated to make a surprised expression: "That's great, but we all ran out and did it back?"

Mo Xie groaned, and the corner of his eyes slowly rose a blush. He awkwardly folded a chopstick dish and put it in the bowl but did not move.

It was originally said that Wen Ruo was completely ridiculed by his curiosity. She leaned over and carefully observed his expression: "Is there anything I can't tell me?"

Mo Xie shook his head subconsciously, and quickly raised his eyes, but as soon as she saw her big round eyes, the blush on her face was a bit deeper.

He embarrassedly removed his gaze, and his thin lips groaned. He seemed to think that he should not say his own thoughts. After a long time, he barely squeezed out two words: "... Shushu."

Hidden book? Wen Ru looked at the man in front of this shy and escaping, suddenly realized!

She happily put down the tableware, smiled and glared at him, bent over his shoulders, and smiled badly: "Yes, oh, get the book off early, you can slap me through the door earlier, right. What?"

Mo's thick and straight long eyelashes shook a little, and the red face snorted and said the default.

Wen Ruo evokes his chin, like a female bully who is a good-looking woman. He smiles and kisses him loudly in his mouth. He spins into his arms.

Mo Xie hurriedly knocked over the rice bowl in the middle of the table and held her slender waist. Waiting for the opening to let her get up and eat well, I heard a soft and soft swearing man.

"People---" the tone is gentle and lingering, and the tail sound seems to be playing in the eardrum for a few more rounds.

Mo Xie is preparing to pull her hand and it is stiff.

It’s not enough for Wen’s neck. He wrapped his neck and twisted it twice in his arms. The little mouth of the powder sighed softly at his already redened ear. “You don’t like me. Call you……"

Pressing on a place like Wen’s hip, she quickly stood up to pay tribute to her. She blinked and pretended not to understand: “Mo evil, that is...”

If you haven’t had time to finish it, Wen Rui’s eyes will suddenly bloom.

The next moment, she sat in the original position, the opposite Mo Xie has disappeared without a trace, leaving only a leaf on the floor next to the table dripping.

"...something." A cool breeze blew through, and the warmth of the enthusiasm kept the action of embracing, then slammed down the arm, bowed his head and held his own tableware, silently picking vegetables for dinner.

Things that have to be cut off with Yan Renqing must be put on the agenda as soon as possible. Otherwise, there will be more such things, not to mention Mo Xie, even she will not be able to stand it.

The warmth of chewing on the food in your mouth is like dealing with class enemies!

Wen Hou’s army was defeated very quickly. It’s not that their force is not strong enough. The reason for this is that few people understand why Wen Hou, who has always been well hidden, suddenly loses patience.

In the next few wars with the imperial court, the rebels did not have a stable style before, and the opportunity to win back was clearly given by him. The reckless attack of Wen Hou made both sides lose their strength. serious.

He is like being in a madness, doing the final dying struggle.

It’s true that Moxie is right. According to this situation, it will take long before they can go back in a bright and straightforward way.

It took so more than ten days to calm down. One day, Mo Xie returned home very early. He stood with his hands in the courtyard and looked at the gentleman who sat in the courtyard to read the book. He gently smiled softly: "Wenhou Was arrested."

The sun shines through the cracks of the plum twigs in front of the door, and the spotted spots are sprinkled on him. His long black hair is coated with a golden halo, and Mo Xie quietly looks at her, his face is quiet and serene, and his mouth is bent. In the arc of a smile, "we don't have to hide any more."

This result is not surprising, just watching the length of time. Now, everything is finally settled, and the temperature is finally relieved.

She put down the book with emotion and slowly got up and walked to Moxie, raising her hand and hugged him.

Mo Xie smiled and wrapped around her waist, Wen Hou lost, without this hidden danger that threatened their safety all the time, he could enter the door with Miss Zheng Guangming.

He firmly hugged her back, no longer escaping from the past, "We will go back tomorrow."

Wen is like a light smile and nod. It’s time to go back. She hasn’t yet seen the wolverine of the defeated army. She hasn’t told him that his current situation today is all thanks to the two daughters who are insignificant in his mind. .

There are still more than ten days to go back to the city. When the two are still on the road, they have already heard the news that the Wenhou whole family will be beheaded at the gate in the afternoon after seven days.

Unlike the original ending, this time the list will be executed, there is no daughter he has married or sent out.

not a single one.

It is said that the generals who made great contributions specially pleaded for their grievances. The emperor felt that they could not help themselves, and then they promised to leave their feelings, so that the sad ladies of Wen’s family were spared, but they were exiled from the light.

This is already the best result. Wen Ruo believes that even if they leave the bustling land with nothing, the close-knit guard will follow the past, as long as her sisters are there in a proper manner, at least to be able to end.

This kind of human sentiment sent by Yan Renqing is not too big. Even if Wen did not intend to see him, he had to change his mind and thank him.

If she can make some people suffer less, even if she is added to herself by the exiled person, she will be willing.

Wen Ru looked back and looked at Mo Xie, who was quietly standing behind her. She smiled shallowly and gently: "Do you mind if we are married in a strange place?"

Mo Xie shook his head slightly, and the slender and graceful fingers touched her cheeks gently. The deep eyes were clear and serene: "Where are you, where are I?"