Clear and Muddy Loss of Love (MTL) (1)

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Nangong Jingnv was not drunk this time, she was too drunk and fell asleep as soon as she got on the sedan chair.

Qi Yan just held her in a carriage and returned to the main hall.

Qi Yan pulled a quilt for Nangong Jingnv, looking at her red cheeks and frowning frowns due to discomfort.

If Kocho is still alive, she should be so big.

The moment she saw Jiya, Qi Yan knew something afterwards.

Why does the leader of the grassland bear his own banner?

At that time, Agula was not as magical as Jiya said, just the opposite: because her mother was a Wei national, her reputation in the clan was not high.

The only thing that makes people look a little higher is probably to communicate with the horse.

Jiya dare to describe it this way, perhaps because two-thirds of the prairie people have been killed by the Wei people, and there is no trace of Agula's past.

If a prairie man really wants to use the plow to build momentum, it is better to carry his father's name. But the other side chose the prince who disappeared at the age of eight ...

There is only one reason.

That man was looking for the real begging Agula in this way!

Who would do this? The answer is clear at a glance ...

After many years, who would care about her besides her loved ones?

Bayan, it turns out that you are still alive ...

Qi Yan returned to the side hall alone, took off his robe and sat in the bath barrel, stroked the lifelike totem of the wolf king on his chest, and wet his eyes.

For eleven years, I would rather risk it than wash away the last trace, and I am looking forward to this almost impossible event.

Bayin is still alive, Giya also appeared, and the younger generation of the past steppe appeared one after another, so ...

Does your sister live somewhere?

Bayin made the matter known to the world. Did your sister also hear the news?

That year, Kocho was only five years old.

Qi Yan is afraid that for too long, Xiao Die has forgotten the appearance of her brother. Only the totem passed down from generation to generation can help them recognize each other.

Qi Yan pressed his forehead against the edge of the barrel, and tears dripped into the barrel, fused with the hot water in the barrel and disappeared.

For eleven years, she always hoped that Kocho and Bayan were still alive. But this hope is too slim, so slim that Qi Yan dare not face it.

Even after seeing how the Wei people treated the prairie prisoners of war, she cruelly hoped they were dead.

Qi Yan couldn't imagine what kind of days the two young children would face after becoming prisoners of war.

When I heard that someone was uprising under the name "Begyan Agula", Qi Yan instinctively rejected the possibility of Bayin.

I'm just afraid that if I guess wrong, I can't bear the despair that results from the broken hope.

She has been in the dark for too long, and even if she sees the light, she dare not accept it.

Qi Yan grabbed the wet net and covered her mouth, but the tiny cry still overflowed.

Giya's appearance really scared her.