Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 24: Strong kiss in the street
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Zhan Beiye looked up at the tower.
Her eyes were originally on him, but the moment that person appeared, she turned her head and said something in a little surprise, and then he answered something, and then he saw her eyes radiant, like It is the flowers all over the mountains, all blooming in an instant.
The flower blooms on the top of the city, in the gale, in the background of the distant and dark imperial city, it is so beautiful that it is too far to capture.
Zhan Beiye suddenly raised his hand and slowly held a certain part of his heart.
The wind blew past, cool, a **** hole.
Half a year, thousands of miles back and forth, secretly fleeing...Non-stop preparation force...Non-sleeping research and development plan...The hardship of a thousand miles of war...For half a year, only half a year, crossing the crisis-ridden earth, Leading troops into one city after another, the sword of hegemony swings and falls, and instantly passes through the blood and fire, splitting the territory of thousands of miles... What he created is a miracle in the military, but only he knows it, that is lovesickness miracle.
He never got off his horse for seven days and nights. When he was the most tired, he planted from a horse. He was afraid of delaying the opportunity to advance with injuries, and his unhealed wounds are still bleeding. He once ventured into the camp alone at night, from the enemy camp. Passing across and almost sinking into the enemy camp, he had marched quickly for three days, just to sneak attack the enemy in his head, so as to seize the opportunity to fight-his fierce battle against the sky and the land and the enemy and the enemy Fighting for time, just to rush to Pandu a moment earlier, his army is as sharp as a knife, and he hunts under the banner of battle, and has never deviated from the direction of advancement-her direction.
Then today, under the tower, the two armies finally met, and he finally saw her.
It was such an encounter.
He pressed his heart, suddenly a little at a loss, those pain and tossing, those charging and running, those eager offenses and the pace that was too late to rest, just for, such, encounter?
It turns out that lovesickness is like a needle, and it pokes holes all over the body, and every hole is bloody.
Zhan Beiye finally put down his hand slowly and let out a long breath. He turned his head and waved his arm down!
"Attack!" The horn blows through the crimson dawn, shouting and killing fiercely like a tiger coming out of a scorpion, the army is like a fire knife and gun like a forest, the **** wind is rolled up on the flat ground, the tide of war is rolling on the vast land, and the northern field Rema looked up and stood firmly in it.
His black hair is blowing in the breeze, hunting like a flag, a battle flag!
This map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains is not enough to resist the fetters of his heart, and he used it to wipe his boots covered with Zhengchen. Without the embarrassing position, the endless murders and family ties, he can walk on the way to chase her More freedom and farther.
Who told you Changsun Wuji to step forward, and then to take a step back in the battle against Beiye?
He doesn't want to meet like this, and he doesn't admit that he will lose at the top of the city!
Who admits? Who will lose? She smiles like a flower at the end of the world, her youth Ai Yunying is not married, as long as she enters your Shangyang Palace without a phoenix crown and neon clothes and writes her name into the family tree of the grandson, I will never admit defeat in Beiye!
Changsun Wuji, you and I will grab Meng Fuyao!
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Meng Fuyao didn't know that at the moment the city was fighting against Beiye, the vicissitudes of life in a moment.
She looked at the grandson Wuji dressed as a guard with some surprise, and asked him with her lips: "Why are you here?"
The grandson Wuji smiled lightly and said: "How can you not come at the critical moment?"
Meng Fuyao smiled, thinking that he was talking about the most critical moment of the fall of the Tiansha Dynasty. She didn't expect to go anywhere. In a blink of an eye, she saw Kou Zhongshu and the generals who were in charge of commanding and defending the city. Being restrained by the guards' pretending "two family family members", they stared at her with a grim and gray face, and saw the soldiers on and off the castle tower panic. The corners of their lips were cocked, but Changsun Wuji reminded her: "Pandu is an elite soldier. Brave, has always been proud of the world's largest city guards, if they want them to surrender without a fight, you have to speak a little bit..."
Meng Fuyao smiled triumphantly, patted him and said: "Brother Tai, allow you to worship me."
She took a step forward and said loudly: "Your Majesty is dead!"
With a bang, almost all the soldiers who were still resisting on the tower turned their heads and looked at Meng Fuyao in panic.
Meng Fuyao said calmly: "The palace is already under his majesty, your majesty has passed away, and the generals will give the head... Do all the brothers have to fight for their lives here? The one who abandons the dark and casts the light at this moment is the King Lie’s Conglong meritorious service. My minister, if you continue to resist, then..." She pointed to the fierce Canglong Army downstairs, "A million heroes, three feet of Longquan, this is for you!"
The soldiers looked at each other. Meng Fuyao looked at the lower-level officers at the general rank and said meaningfully: "The king is benevolent, the world is under the command, otherwise he can't move forward with his commander, and he will be close to Pandu City for a few months. Now that the general situation is gone, the people who know the current affairs are the talents, who are rewarded by the new emperor from the dragon, and from then on the wife and yinzi fly yellow, or the meaningless brave and brave die in the city, the young and old in the family have nothing to rely on and die in the flames of war... …Determine yourself!"
She stopped looking at the silent and moving people, and turned to go down the city. Behind her, Kou Zhongshu suddenly spit a **** spit and cursed: "You shameless second minister!"
"You are right," Meng Fuyao laughed. "The second minister will be the most respected in his next life! Now I have finally become a second minister, so I am really happy!"
The whole city was stunned, staring in amazement at this maverick Meng Fuyao, who has even said "willing to be a second minister" now. Everyone in the world has a reputation and face. Why is he not afraid? With a long-lasting mouth and a history pen like a knife, he is really not afraid of stinking for thousands of years?
Meng Fuyao was just smiling, thinking of the famous "second minister first", the old Zhou Taishi, rest in peace!
Kou Zhongshu was still cursing, and he shouted: "He who is a courtier should be a loyal dynasty, how can the brothers renege and surrender without a fight..."
"Pop!" Meng Fuyao blocked his mouth with a stone and knocked out his three teeth. She stepped forward and said fiercely: "Of course you must be loyal to the dynasty, and Zhan Nancheng will give you a nobleman. Zhai Meiji Jinzhu, one person is below ten thousand people. You have enjoyed the blessings he has given in this life. If you want to be loyal, no one should stop you. But why do you pull these hardships? You never had a good day. Brothers from the lower ranks accompany you to die together? Zhan Nancheng persecuted Zhongliang, brothers follow the new master, that is called righteousness! Thirty years of feng shui turns, you accompany your master to hell, let's go to the cloud with our master and walk Look!"
There was a moment of silence on the top of the city, only to hear the voice of the downstairs shouting to kill from far away, and the murderous arrogance of those bullying people became more and more vivid, and everyone was secretly calculating. Meng Fuyao took a family offensive and said She had to be bluntly tempted, and even the righteous status was given to her. Instead, she gave her the will of these lower-level officers. Yeah, the officials should be loyal, but why should they die? If you die, you will die. How innocent is your family? Besides, King Lie has a great reputation in the world, and is known for his kindness and love for the people, and he can't afford to fight against such people.
The defense on the city’s head was lax, and the city’s fierce attack was immediate. A tall blue dragon soldier finally climbed onto the city’s head first. He subconsciously raised his sword and slashed at the soldier in front of him. The soldier was dazzling when he saw the sword. Turning around, he tore off a piece of white shirt and waved to the blue dragon soldier, screaming: "We are down!"
The last stalemate was stunned by a word, and the voice suddenly became loud.
"We are down!"
The sound of clanging weapons slammed into the ground. Some people raised white flags, some began to flee, and more people rushed to open the gates of the city. Kou Zhongshu closed his eyes painfully-the most indestructible city in the world, finally destroyed The hand of a villain, and the guardian of Pandu, who has always been proud of the myth that the pan is not breaking the myth, and has always been known for defending the city, has finally abandoned his weapon because of a few words!
He didn't understand that the situation, status, affection, and righteousness were the four major tactics.
Meng Fuyao ignored him. He smiled and went down with the grandson Wuji. The city gate was already crumbling under the fierce offensive of the Canglong Army. Hundreds of defenders opened the gate together, and the dark giant gate slowly opened. Pulling away the ray of bright sunlight, a black horse rides on the ground like a jade, and dust comes.
Meeting Meng Fuyao who was walking up and down the last step.
The horse rider is in the dust, but still standing tall, sitting on the horse like an unbent green pine, and his black robe flies into a crimson pattern, like a fire from a mountain cliff, leaping Between the vast clouds and mountains in the four seas.
He faced Meng Fuyao straight, Pegasus galloping without stopping, Meng Fuyao stood on the last step with a smile, watching Zhan Beiye’s dark and blazing gaze, waiting for his signature laugh, waiting for him Waved to her and said: Fuyao, we finally see you again!
The result...Zhan Beiye said nothing.
He swept his whip, rode his horse, and galloped like an arrow, passing by Meng Fuyao without stopping, passing by her stunned eyes, then, he leaned over and took a copy, and picked her up!
Meng Fuyao has not reacted yet. He has been thrown on the horse by Zhan Beiye. He rides the rein with one hand, and the other hand is stuck on Meng Fuyao's waist. He quickly gallops past Chang Sun Wuji, and the guards behind him hug a black blanket. Like rolled over, the dust billowed straight to the city.
The eldest son Wuji stood still, smiling, coughing lightly in the dust, watching Meng Fuyao being swept away by Zhan Beiye in a thunder and stealing bells, shook his head silently, and bowed his head to the ingot in his arms. : "Look, this is how the robber is made."
Master Yuan Bao stroked his beard, thinking in deep thought: If you don’t break out in silence, you will perish in silence...
Thinking again: or so-once it breaks out in silence, 80% of it perishes in silence...
Wang Sun Wuji holding the ingot, leaning back slightly, looking at the smoke and dust that rolled away at that moment, and said leisurely: "We must convince people with virtue..."
The hapless Meng Fuyao who was taken into captivity immediately reacted after being swept out of three miles. He was furious and slammed it with an elbow: "You are the **** man in Zhan Beiye? Let me go. Come down!"
This fist was extremely heavy, and Zhan Beiye shrank and snorted, but his hands did not relax. Meng Fuyao felt a different touch at the bottom of his elbows. When he half-sided, his dark robe seemed to be darker. , A circle of dark liquid is slowly expanding, and there is a faint smell of blood at the end of the nose... Meng Fuyao looks at the sky... For Mao, I always do things that are self-defeating and unintentional...
The city was in chaos. The army of the War North Field was busy taking over the city defense, occupying the beacon tower, receiving the grain depot, the weapon depot, and another army following the War North Field straight to the palace, and the war North Field did not say anything, just shook Meng Fu tightly. Pressing tightly in his arms, his cloak sank down, the strong male breath mixed with the faint blood and gunpowder smoke continued to penetrate into Meng Fuyao's breath, Meng Fu shook his head and frowned in the gloomy sight-she found Zhan Beiye’s **** aura was so heavy that there were 80% wounds. At this time, she had many ways to break free of him, but no matter how she struggled, it might tear his wounds unless he tapped his acupuncture points... Meng Fuyao sighed, now Where is the time to tap his acupuncture points...
Zhan Beiye is not the eldest grandson Wuji. He will brazenly use his own injury to earn a concession from a guy who has a hard heart but a conscience and is particularly prone to flooding. He did not think of Meng Fuyao's psychological journey at this moment, just for his arms The beautiful lady no longer struggled fiercely to make trouble and beat him and stunned. After a violent gallop, the frustration and anger of seeing the grandson Wuji standing next to her was gradually vented downstairs. He smiled slightly, ah, it seems that Meng Fuyao has not seen him for half a year. , Finally learned gentleness? Thinking of the joy here, I feel a little more depressed—her gentleness was not taught by the fellow Changsun Wuji, right?
The horse undulates, and the bodies of the two collide lightly. Zhan Beiye involuntarily tensed his body because she was in her arms, feeling her back lightly touching his chest, and she could feel it through the clothes. When he reached the beautiful body curve where the flesh and blood stopped, he felt the scattered hair from her neck, one of which was lifted up and placed on his sweaty chin. He was unwilling to twist his head and break the hair, slightly using it. He bit his teeth, it was just a very thin hair, and he also seemed to have tasted her taste-sweetness.
He controlled the rein with one hand, seizing the opportunity to glance at it, from his position, he could only see the top of her head, her hair had just been pulled halfway by him accidentally, and the loose hair showed a whirl, and he quietly blew Develop the silk, count the spins, one, two, three... Hey, she actually has three spins, no wonder she is so stubborn, and she sees her small and white earlobes and two pearls like pearls. Without pierced ears, he immediately felt that the ears without pierced ears were the most beautiful in the world. If two holes were pierced in such a beautifully contoured earlobe, it would be called a violent thing.
Thinking about this, I couldn’t help but want to pinch it, wondering if the lustrous feeling can be transmitted to the bottom of my hand, or if I want to move it down, falling on her delicate and thin shoulders, which he felt he hadn’t seen in half a year. She seems to be thinner again, transparent and light like the last quarter moon, beauty is beautiful, but it is better to be strong. Looking at An Xin... Zhan Kitano's eyes swept over that shoulder, and she hummed lowly. Sound... Since Changsun Wuji and Zong Yue are both here, why didn't they protect her? It seems that it is better to be more at ease by yourself, after this matter is over, he wants to give her full, free, no one can stop him, everything.
Thinking about this, he was in a trance with joy, and the hand stuck on Meng Fu's waist moved gently to her shoulder.
Just a move of his hand, letting out a little position.
With a "whoo", a beautiful big leaning back, the black and pretty figure immediately turned out from behind his shoulders and steadily fell behind him, Meng Fuyao's brisk voice immediately rang behind his ears, with a touch of grace Smile and slight anger: "Zhan Beiye, are you a wolf? Be careful, I cut off your paws."
Zhan Beiye's beautiful black eyebrows frowned, and he glanced back at her--Meng Fuyao, do you know what it means to be involuntary?
Meng Fuyao naturally doesn’t understand. In her opinion, all the unapproved touches of men below her neck and above her knees are regarded as perverts-including Changsun Wuji, but fortunately, she has always been not a petty petty like tight Staring at a type of desperately caressing about one thing, and reuniting with Zhan Kitano for a long time made her also very happy. She couldn't help but whispering in Zhan Kitano's ears to report her results of this period of battle, from Zhenwu grabbing the leader to enlisting in the imperial camp. When Bei Heng came to the temple to figure out how to take power, to the murder of Zhan Nancheng, and to all the things he did today, the taste of babbling was flying with joy. Of course, she was naturally very wise to save her injuries. Attack, despise, or something. In terms of the smooth selection of Niucha, she didn't realize that Zhan Beiye's face became darker and uglier as he heard it, and in the end it was almost the same as the bottom of the pot.
"I told you that the **** Zhan Nancheng, the place where he hides a tiger charm is so treacherous, I don’t know what the **** is in the head of the beast on the right, oh my god, my tears are all murderous weapons. Fortunately, my courtyard is full of red apricots, but one tree of pear blossoms pressed crabapples..."
"Meng! Help! Shake!"
The muffled roar interrupted her enthusiastic talk about Zhanguo. Meng Fuyao opened her eyes in amazement. Seeing Zhan Beiye's face was extremely ugly and turned his head, there was a shimmering fire in his eyes, and his eyes were bloodshot. All the blue veins on his neck and forehead were blooming, and his expression was very scary.
"You are fainted! Who wants you to do so much? That is the guardian beast in the Heavenly Devil Palace, the most poisonous purple beast in the world! It is more than just tears and poisonous, and its hair falls on you. Will die ten thousand times immediately!"
Meng Fuyao blinked, and was a little bit resistant to the phrase "Who wants you to do so much". After thinking about it, he decided to understand him with great tolerance, and muttered: "It's not for me to kill..."
"That's your good luck!" Zhan Beiye interrupted her again fiercely, "Tiansha's first swordsman, Xue Wuxie, who once held the position of the leader of the Zhenwu Conference, died under the claws of Ziyan As long as that thing scratches you with a trace of oily skin, Da Luo Jinxian will not be able to save you! You, you, you—" He trembled with anger, almost unstable, "You really don't know the heights of the sky, tiger charms, and imperial power. Okay, it's worth your life to change? Faint!"
"Fuck you!" The cannon tube was immediately ignited, and Meng Fuyao jumped up from the horse, furious, "Zhan Beiye, you bastard, if you don't see each other for half a year, you will be kidnapped and scolded. Medicine? I am happy to grab the military power, I am happy to seize the tiger symbol, it’s your ass!"
"It's my business! How can your life and death safety be none of my business!" Zhan Beiye's voice was higher than her, "I would rather fight under the city for ten and a half days and use my own power to conquer the city. I Don’t want you to take risks for me like this, Meng Fuyao! Where do you put yourself? Where do you put my dignified man?"
He pointed to his nose, and the more he spoke, the more excited he was: "I, fighting Beiye, want revenge and want to be an emperor, but in the end I have to rely on... Relying on a woman's birth and death to open the city gates for me to meet the outside world, how can I meet? People of the world, what face do I have to meet you?"
"I pooh, look down on women? What's wrong with women? You weren't your mother?" Meng Fuyao's small universe crackled and smoked, and he was going to scratch the macho **** in front of him, "I'm worse than you. Going? Why can't I do what you can do? You won all the territories that you can do. You are afraid that I will take any credit for you? Don't worry, you will always fight against Beiye. My Meng Fuyao will always be troublesome. Don't worry. I never thought that you had to rely on me, Meng Fuyao, to open the city gate, I just, I just..." She paused suddenly, a little unstable, and bit her lip before saying, "I have seen enough of those sacrifices! Why don’t you work hard to solve the problem? The battle for kings must be bloody? Those fathers and mothers have the same precious lives as ours, why can’t we die less?"
Zhan Beiye was stunned. He had been guarding the two of them. The black wind cavalry who silently heard the two quarrel were shocked. Everyone turned their eyes and looked at the angry, indecent posture, akimbo, The girl who stood viciously on the North Wild Horse, turned her head silently for a while, and glanced at their king with disapproval.
For the first time in Beiye, he was despised by his loyal subordinates...
Meng Fuyao was so angry that he stepped on Beiye’s cloak: "Damn, sand pig!"
Zhan Beiye closed his mouth, his lips pressed into a straight and hard "one", damn, this woman misunderstood again! Why does he think she is troublesome? Even if she is afraid of gaining power? How can she feel that she is losing face by risking her death for him? For the sake of mere honor and fame, he took the lives of thousands of iron-blooded men to fill in the matter, he also dismissed the battle against Kitano! He just... didn't want her to take risks.
Just now, he heard what she was doing. The more he listened, the more he became more frightened and the more afraid he heard. He almost lost his rein. It was a swimming in the dancing blood pool on the tip of the knife. It's a life threat, but this woman still doesn't know how to say so proudly, such a bold temper, if something really happens, he will exhaust all of this life, and it will not be saved!
The cloak behind him was trampled on by Meng Fuyao. He reluctantly untied it and stepped on her. He felt a bit wronged in his heart... The sentence just now, "Rely on a woman to open the city gate for me," In fact, he did not say the whole thing. What he really wanted to say was "rely on my beloved woman to open the gates for me." But there are people on all sides, how can he say it?
Zhan Beiye waved his hand in annoyance. Hey, he just couldn't speak, and he would be misunderstood by this tigress, but there was no way to explain it. Maybe the more he explained, the more misunderstanding she would be, so he had to shut up.
He squeezed the reins depressed, and blue veins appeared on the back of his hand--the two were separated for half a year, and they finally met. They were noisy at first sight. What a thing!
Behind him, Meng Fuyao was so tired that he didn't leave. He sat down with a stern face and said, "You don't know the situation in the palace? Everyone rushed to the Palace of Qinzheng for me. You opened your pocket and rushed in. The duck is enough, Zhan Nancheng, I ask Yunhen to kill it, don’t dirty your hands, you go, if you’re smart enough, remember to cry for a while in the temple and say something, “The minister has no intention of usurping, and will drive thousands of miles. I just want to make a knee and express my feelings in front of your majesty. The loyalty of the ministers is obvious. However, your majesty did not wait for the ministers to return to Long Yu Bintian, full of sorrow and grievances. There is nowhere to complain... No one believes it, but it still has to be done. If you can’t cry, there are two options here.” She said verbally, taking out a few cloves of garlic and a chili. "A must-have product for home and travel tears."
The Black Wind Cavalry turned his head again, looked at her silently, and looked at Zhan Beiye again, this time with envious eyes.
In this world, how many women can help you plan and act while cursing you while doing it without a trace...
Zhan Beiye stared at Meng Fuyao, his heart warmed, his bright black eyes were slightly moisturized, he cleared his throat, and was about to say to her in the softest voice he could: I'm sorry...
Who knows that the woman continued to verbosely said: "I'm tired, you are so awkward that I have helped you too much, that I look down on you, you can do the following things yourself, I'm leaving." To dismount, he thought for a while and said, "If you want to find me, Zhuzhu and I live in the commanding mansion of Naner Alley. When you go, please remember it clearly. The day before yesterday was Zhuzhu’s birthday, I said You bring a letter to her birthday, don’t forget, something went wrong when facing the scene."
As she said, Zhan Beiye's eyebrows were raised again, and she was able to bear with her, and said coldly: "Why should I remember?"
Meng Fuyao choked and said angrily: "I said you asked me to wish her birthday!"
Zhan Beiye's black eyebrows were lowered, anger flashed under his eyes, and his voice was colder: "What's the matter with me?"
Meng Fuyao had just landed and was almost staggered by these words. He turned around and shouted: "Yes! What to do with you? Then what to do with you?"
Zhan Beiye shook, and Huo Ran turned his head. His black eyes stared at Meng Fuyao, and countless flashes of bursting fire leaped in his eyes. Meng Fuyao was stunned by the light, and he took a step back. , Zhan Beiye suddenly jumped off his horse.
He jumped off his horse, strode to Meng Fuyao, grabbed her without a word, kiss!
His lips overlapped her lips instantly, with aggression and wild aura, announcing the agitated affection and frustrated mood, so fierce and fierce, kiss down!
Zhan Beiye's fierce kiss, fingers tightly grasped Meng Fuyao's shoulders, he attacked the city and swept the ground with the fiery strength between his lips and teeth, prying away her shocked and unprepared teeth and drove straight in, tossing and sucking , Circling and reciprocating, the taste between her lips is so sweet, like the crape myrtle flower blooming in the palace in March, the fragrant spring is like smoke, she is so soft and warm, it is those silk quilts in the Jiao Nijin Palace in the harsh winter, It makes people want to dwell in it forever, or that is the taste of lovesickness, deep and unrelenting, because of the endless entanglement, it is more bright and moving, and the taste is endless, and he bumped into such a beautifulness in the exploration, which seemed to be overwhelming. In the darkness, I saw the sky suddenly clear, above the rain clouds, across the rainbow.
His body trembled slightly. Because of the impact of the negative and positive electricity, the friction between his lips and teeth, he twisted his tongue into a vine of longing, and wanted to tie the spirit in his heart who always wanted to fly...
Sudden pain in the abdomen.
It was as if Sen Leng's blade was hitting a part that is also hard now.
Zhan Beiye paused, and only a pause. He curled his fingers and held her waist tighter. He ignored him and didn't let the occupied city even lightly bite. Meng Fuyao's tongue-you really castrate me if you have a seed!
It is a pity that the woman he likes is not delicate enough.
I don’t like the vulgar romance that will bite each other’s tongue after being forced to kiss and then be forced to drink other people’s blood.
Meng Fuyao suddenly stuck his chin with his fingers, turning his fingers and making a slight "pop".
Zhan Beiye’s jaw was removed by her...
Successfully stepped back, Meng Fuyao frowned and looked at Zhan Beiye, who reset his chin. Ignoring Yu's stunned eyes and the shock of Black Wind Rider, he said coldly: "Zhan Beiye, not seeing you in half a year, you are really growing. It’s really gratifying to have progressed to become a disciple who forced others to declare adultery in the street."
She turned around and left when she said that, a black wind rider looked at the master's eyes, tentatively trying to stop, but was kicked out by her sturdy kick.
Zhan Beiye watched her back disappear at the end of the long street, his eyes dark as an abyss... He was wrong again, he was always wrong, he was wrong when he met her, and he pushed her farther and farther when he met her. The reason and calmness that he was proud of in the past, which was hidden deep in his bones, melted instantly like snow and fire when he met her, or he had been burned to ashes by the fire of missing, and he no longer left his original self.
Clearly knowing that she is stubborn and proud of her. She doesn’t like being forced. He has been working hard to correct his habit of protecting and dominating women in the past, trying his best to give her freedom and not let her feel restrained. Therefore, I want to get rid of the love more, but this very smart woman is often very stupid emotionally. Her ability to pick up his anger is stronger than his ability to fight. He was burned to death and then by her. The hit was a complete defeat.
Shuyao...Who can cross the river of your mind without always wandering on the other side?
Zhan Beiye’s black robe Feijuan was silent, standing on the long street, in front of the palace gate, if he didn’t see the soldiers and the people all over the street, his back was straight, but somehow he always seemed to be a bit of a long-standing taste. .
Heifengqi is silent on his side, not knowing what to say, that special, kind and vicious woman, who is so shining that people can’t look away, they hope to become their national mother, but look at her That Niu Cha is powerful, and the pursuit of His Highness will probably be very difficult.
For a long time, Zhan Beiye suddenly turned on his horse, whipped up and drove away, his whip gesture was raised high and heavy, and he did not have the appearance of cherishing horses before. His black hair was pulled up by the wind and vigorously Yang behind, like a black fire.
An angry, depressed, anger that rushed in love but was poured cold water on the head of an unfortunate encounter.
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Meng Fuyao strode back while angrily kicking the pebbles, kicking the stones on the side of the road to splashing and shooting stars.
"I'm so **** fainted, I want to make the noble, proud, ox-headed King Lie, lower his noble head to lie to a little woman who treats him sincerely!"
"I'm so **** faint, I thought that arrogant arrogant would know how to understand and cherish this precious emotion after half a year!"
"I'm so **** faint, I used a hot face to stick someone's cold ass!"
"Oh? Whose did you post on... buttocks?"
A laughing voice came. Meng Fuyao was immersed in the anger against Beiye. He heard this intuitively: "Zhanbei...Uh, no!"
She didn't lift her head, covered her face, turned and left: "Oh, I remember that Yunhen is still alone in the palace, I have to go and respond."
"I have sent a hidden guard to sneak into the palace to meet him. At this time, there is a chaos in the palace. The eunuchs and maids of the palace are all fleeing. There are no leaders in the Imperial Guard. It is good to be able to guard the door, and I can't bother to find him. Trouble." Changsun Wuji came over, smiled and pulled her sleeves, "What are you running? Master Yuanbao misses you very much."
Master Yuan Bao rolled his eyes. I still slept with her last night, thinking of a fart, you are so annoying, you can always use me as a guise.
"I don't want to look at its mouse face." Meng Fuyao sternly refused, "I'm tired!"
Master Yuanbao is angry--I don't want to see your pig's mouth arched!
"So..." The man behind him was still smiling, pulling her sleeves, "I miss you, can you succeed?"
"Disgusting." Meng Fuyao despised, "We just met a quarter of an hour ago."
"In this quarter of an hour, I suddenly began to miss you." Someone said solemnly, "The separation of this quarter of an hour made me suddenly surprised that there are things that I can't indulge, like quicksand in my hands. As soon as you loose your hand, you drift away with the wind."
The more Meng Fuyao listens, the more guilty he is. This person is really annoying. There are always so many hints that the metaphor turns in the song, the truth is true and the false is false, the truth is real, it is trance, hey, the scene just now was probably quite sensational, not true Did you know it for him?
Zhang Sun Wuji still held her, Meng Fu Yaohuo turned around, quickly moved his face in front of him, and then retracted faster, smirking: "Have you seen it? I don't want to? Okay, I'm going back to make up I feel it."
She walked around Changsun Wuji hurriedly towards her room, and she heard Changsun Wuji sigh without two steps.
"My eyebrows are dim and I have never seen it, but my lips are as bright as blood."
Meng Fuyao made a "boom" and it burned.
The long-term Sun Wuji paced over, smiled and pulled her shoulders, fingertips lightly passed her kiss-swollen lips, his eyes flashed thickly, but he didn't ask anything, he just said lightly for a while : "In a bad mood?"
Meng Fuyao was full of grievances when he asked this question. He hung his head and stood in front of him like a schoolboy, sucking his nose, and said: "Zhan Beiye that sand pig..."
Zhang Sun Wuji smiled, touched her head, took her shoulders and walked into the room, and said as he walked: "Well, I have to think of a way to help you compensate that guy..."
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On the fifth day of September in the seventh year of the Tiansha Qianqiu, King Liebei went to Pandu, and the third battalion of the imperial camp was disarmed without a battle. The two armies of the imperial guard and guard, at this point, all the armed forces guarding Gyeonggi in Pandu surrendered to the feet of King Yee.
In the autumn, the maple leaves are red in the city, and a gorgeous carpet is spread on the square of the white marble palace gate of the Qianjie Staircase to welcome the new owner of the new dynasty. His Royal Highness in flames in black is stepping on the red maple on the ground. When they arrived at the palace in the drizzle, the princes and officials covered with red waist and purple knelt and walked out of Wuyangmen. Of course, some of these courtiers refused to do anything about the new emperor-the three Zhongshu two died on the death day, and the Lie King ordered a thick burial. , And praised His Majesty for his generosity and virtue.
Kou Zhongshu was detained in the temple, and he refused to kneel down in court. King Lie didn't get angry, he personally went to his seat to release his bondage, and said with emotion: "Kou Zhongshu suspected me, my heart is clear, and I can learn from the sun and the moon. "He said some words of painful brotherhood, which caused all the people to sigh, and finally gave the gold back to the mountain-a beautiful record in the history books.
But at the time, according to some sharp-eyed officials--His Royal Highness seemed to be in a bad mood and his face was gloomy. After Kou Zhongshu's cursing, he brows and shows signs of anger, but somehow, pinch He squeezed the thing in his hand, and then pressed it down again. That thing... This person is really sharp-eyed. He said it was either garlic or pepper.
Of course no one believes what he said—the moment when His Royal Highness King Lie conquered the city for thousands of miles, and finally sat on the throne of the Golden Temple, why did he pinch a pepper or garlic? Is that his amulet? It's ridiculous!
The battle of Nancheng died that day, but the death knell did not ring—the Ministry of Rites greeted the new emperor’s celebration and cancelled it.
Zhan Beiye actually went to the Zi Palace to stop the spirits. He locked himself in it and came out for a long time. Ji Yu and Xiao Qi, who had been waiting at the door, vaguely heard him say: "You were killed by her. , If the soul of the wrongdoing is not destroyed, be sure to put it on my account."
Ji Yu and Xiao Qi looked at each other and sighed silently.
The new emperor stayed in the Pian Palace that day. He had not succeeded to the throne. He had to take the throne before he could move to the main hall. That night, the lights in the Pian Palace were immortal. The pale window paper reflected the lonely figure of Zhan Beiye silently to the lamp. No one else It feels more lonely in the heights.
Ji Yu and Xiao Qi looked at each other again, and sighed silently again. Then, Ji Yu left the palace and visited the Commanding Mansion in Naner Lane. As a result, the mansion gate was closed, and someone on the gate wrote in ghostly handwriting: " Lao Tzu does not see guests, even the emperor Lao Tzu will come!"
There was a letter stuck in the crack of the door.
Ji Yu came home unfailingly and returned to the palace with confidence. He thought that Zhan Beiye didn't know that he had gone to the commander’s mansion, and didn’t want Xiao Qi to tell him quietly that His Highness hadn’t slept, so he often poked his head to look around until Seeing that Ji Yu came back soon, he closed the door again with a "bang".
Ji Yu hurriedly sent the letter, Zhan Beiye's eyes brightened and took it over with joy, closed the door and looked at it carefully, but after reading it, he patted the table angrily and drank: "Damn Wuji! Take me Go ahead!"
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Recommend my friend Su Suxue's "Clouds Over the Sky", the link is in my introduction. This is the final article. Su Su's writing is very good and the style is extremely positive. If you like the drama, I recommend you to see it.