I raised my eyebrows: "What did you say just now? I didn't hear it very clearly. Please tell me again."

Maybe I was too gentle and too weak, so I made her straight waist unable to bend down. I was afraid in my eyes and repeated: "I was so cute when I was a child. I followed my sister, and my elder sister shouted in a short time. Now my sister is so annoying. I don't have any sister in my eyes at all."

I uttered, shook my broadband sleeves, and said carelessly: "What you said is reasonable, but I forgot everything I did when I was a child. I am telling you, I don't mind fighting between southern and northern Xinjiang. Do you believe it?"

Xifu's eyes darkened, her teeth bite, and her red lips could not hide her mouth: "Of course I believe it, my sister is a high priest who is respected by everyone..."

"Bang."

I threw my hand over and hit her beautiful face: "I have always told people from southern Xinjiang that northern Xinjiang are always the same clan as us and cannot be killed."

"But everything you do now wants to fight again between northern and southern Xinjiang. Do you think I am afraid, or do you think I will be merciful?"

"Xi Fu, others give you high officials, wealth, and respect for you. It does not mean that you can show off your power in front of me. Sister? As long as I want you to be in front of me, I will be a corpse."

Xifu's beautiful cheeks were red and swollen by me, leaving five finger marks, and his eyes were filled with resentment, begging me for mercy: "It's my fault, high priest, don't bother with me."

I shook my hand, as if my hands were stained with filth: "I don't want to care about you, you are the one who cares about me first. Helian Xi, what benefits did he promise you? Come to me quickly and listen to me."

Xifu looked at me with a tight body and vigilantly, her mouth squirming, and she had not spoken yet.

Helianxi opened his arms and hugged me, wanting to rub me into his bones and blood: "You are my wife. No matter where you are, I will come to you, it has nothing to do with others."

At this moment, a dark light flashed through Xi Fu's eyes, as if she had seen something secret, which made her excited.

"I am your wife?" I looked at Xifu: "But why did the chief witch doctor in northern Xinjiang say that I am someone else's wife?"

"Where is my husband? He was so calm when he saw that I was treated like this by others."

Helianxi hugged my arms and stiffened, as if I had betrayed him, it made the pain in my heart, and it was so uncomfortable: "You are my wife and have nothing to do with others, I will take you home."

"Take me home?" The memory flashed in my mind. The deserted cold palace and courtyard were covered with wounds. Under a candlestick with bean light, he was scratched by someone. The man's eyes looked like a lonely wolf.

I closed my eyes slightly and sarcastically said, "A person who has been taken away by others and a woman whom I miss you, tell me to take me home?"

"This palace has a noble status and is respected by thousands of people. You are a dog and a bed bug on the street. What should I take this palace home?"

"Yes, what did you take her home?" Qi Jingque's hoarse and familiar and calm voice came from far to near, with endless sharpness, impacting Helianxi: "And your beloved person, Jiang Meier, live for you and die for you, why did you forget her?"

Helianxi hugged my hand tightly and loosened it, and I left his arms.

Cang Yan raised his hand and put it beside his mouth to whistle and look for someone. He blocked me with a straight hand and stopped him, "This is southern Xinjiang, my territory, what are you afraid of?"

I saw their faces clearly in the darkness of the people in the southern Xinjiang royal family, so they could only hide in the darkness for the rest of their lives and would never see them again.

I shook my hair slightly, and the silver bell on my hair made a crisp sound. In an instant, all the people hiding in the dark were bitten by insects.

After the bug bit them, they dragged them away. They couldn't make any sound, and their eyes were staring like dead people.

Cang Yan also saw the fate of those people, and lowered his head and was as obedient as a loyal dog: "The minister understands."

After his words fell, Qi Jingque had already come to me: "Long time no see, is the high priest missing me?"

Qi Jingque was wearing a black robe, which set off his feminine and unchanging face, which was comparable to the stunning beauty.

"Who do I think I am? It turns out to be a robber." I went back without any hesitation, glanced at Helian Xi in his eyes, and said, "It is said that enemies are very jealous when they meet. I think you brothers are very peaceful."

"I am not brothers with him." Helianxi anxiously denied: "I am from the orthodox Helian family, he is just a castrator."

"A castration beats you to a fallen water, your ability is really bad." I did not hide my ridicule: "It turns out that orthodoxy is just like that."

A man who has been an emperor was driven off the throne by others and met others in a narrow road. He didn't ask for such a big insult, but he looked at me.

He really thought that he was extremely charming. I, the high priest of the southern border and the condescending nobles, married him, and used my entire southern border as a dowry.

"For you, I can ignore the country." Helianxi affectionately and seriously: "We can find a place where no one knows us, and we will never be separated for a lifetime."

I looked at Qi Jingque inadvertently after the light of my eyes. A smile appeared on his male and female face, which was unrecognizable and unsmiling, as if I was listening to Helianxi telling jokes again.

"Why should I live a hard life with you?" My eyebrows were flying: "The high priest in southern Xinjiang has done a good job and is always with you. What are you going to do with me?"

"Not worthy love? As a royal family, love is just a means to cover people's hearts. You know this better than me. You use this method to me. You underestimate me too much."

The story painting books were brought from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain. I passed my life by reading books. I didn’t have any love in the book, so he came to tell me about love.

The high priest in the southern border can have love and affection, but in the end, the place where her soul returns is still the sacred mountain in the snow, and it will not be in the arms of other men.

"Do you really don't remember me?" Helianxi's light brown eyes were red, and his eyes were filled with depression and pain: "Jiu'er, it was because I didn't recognize you that you would have such a situation. It's all my fault to come to southern Xinjiang."

He didn't recognize me, did I have such a situation?

What does this mean?

"You have recognized the wrong person, I am not your wife Jiang Jiu." I frowned and said, "Your concubine, Jiang Meier, for you, you should feel sorry for her, rather than admitting the wrong person here."

"I didn't admit my mistake." Helianxi took action again, grabbed my wrist, rolled up my sleeve, pointed at my wrist and said, "You are not my wife, how do you talk about this scar on your hand?"

The scars on my hands?

I lowered my eyes. My wrist was useless and I couldn't handle heavy things. I also wondered why it was broken. It seems that there is a story.

"The defeated general under his command will only make things difficult for others." Qi Jingque pressed his hands and pressed on Helianxi's back, emitting a gloomy aura all over his body. He looked at Helianxi with a brow raised his eyebrows: "I don't kill you, it's not that I'll make things difficult for others, nor that I'll make you disrespect the high priest here."

Qi Jingque's words made me feel irritated. I was not the wine they said. A few months ago, Qi Jingque was still insisting on saying that I was his wife, but now he actually called me the high priest. What is he going to do?
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