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Xie Xuanchen said lightly, but he stayed with Mu Mingtang for a while, and when it got dark, he left.

  Any victory is hard-won, as is the long-lost God of War.

  Mu Mingtang waited for a while, but couldn't keep herself from falling asleep. In the middle of the night, I vaguely heard movement around me. When I woke up the next day, I found that I had changed a place and moved into the bed.

  Xie Xuanchen came back last night, but left again early in the morning.

  For several days, he went out early and returned late. The Zhao family used to be very afraid of Xie Xuanchen, but a few days later, the Zhao family saw Xie Xuanchen running back every day, and when they came back, they went to talk to his wife, which was no different from the folk men. After they got used to it, they felt that Xie Xuanchen was not as scary as the rumors.

  Zhao Niang came to send Mu Mingtang the buttermilk she made at home, and couldn't help complaining to Mu Mingtang: "It's all to blame for these god-killed Khitan people. "

  Qinghe Town relies on the river to eat the river, and the annual spring festival offering to the river is highly valued. In their view, this matter is related to the water transport throughout the next year and is more serious than the New Year.

  Mu Mingtang has never heard of this festival, so he has to ask more questions. She and Zhao Niang were talking, and suddenly heard the maid passing a message outside the door: "The prince is back."

  The maid's voice fell, and Xie Xuanchen opened the bead curtain and walked in. When Zhao Niang saw Xie Xuanchen coming back, she immediately stood up and was about to leave.

  Xie Xuanchen didn't care much about Zhao Niang either. He was not free these days, and because he was afraid that Mu Mingtang would be bored alone, he asked the Zhao family's female relatives to speak with Mu Mingtang. When Xie Xuanchen entered the door, he vaguely heard Mu Mingtang say what a pity, and asked: "What were you talking about just now, what was a pity?"

  Mu Mingtang stood up and took off his cloak, and said, "It's nothing, Zhao Niang told me about the sacrifice to the river. I heard that the sacrifice is related to a year's peace and harvest. Now that the war cannot be done, I feel a little regretful. ."

  When Xie Xuanchen heard his eyes move, he stood on the ground thinking for a while, and said, "It might be impossible."

  "Ok?"

  Xie Xuanchen suddenly hugged Mu Mingtang's shoulders, and said with a little guilt: "I have to go out again. I can't accompany you. You can stay by yourself for a while, and I'll be back soon."

  Mu Mingtang didn't know what Xie Xuanchen thought of, but it wasn't a big deal for her to wait a while. Xie Xuanchen's business affairs were more important. She reorganized Xie Xuanchen's cloak again, and personally sent him out.

  Xie Xuanchen didn't know what he said to the person in charge of Qinghe Town that day. Instead, the next day, the town was going to make sacrifices and collected firecrackers, firecrackers, and other items with households.

  Mu Mingtang didn't know what Xie Xuanchen wanted to do. Qinghe Town looked really like a holiday, and even a bonfire was lit at night, and there was noisy and cannons. The noise could be heard from far away. Because of the pressure of the army, there are black holes everywhere at night. They light a bonfire here, which is particularly conspicuous at night.

  On the other side of the river, the escort followed behind Yelu's fuselage and looked at the opposite side incomprehensibly: "The war is about to start. The Han people are not busy preparing to resist, but they even set fire to celebrate? What are they doing?"

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