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In Princess Xia's mansion, the lights illuminated the entire courtyard, and the light penetrated through the windows, making the house appear a yellowish halo. At that time, the stove in the house was blazing very brightly, and the faint aroma rose from the smoker. Behind the screen of the carved mountain water flowing spring, the brocade tent hangs low, and the fragrance temperature is soft.

Feng Qianlou chewed and sneered, leaning on the pillar in front of the door, and stared at the people in the room through the screen for a long time.

I saw the head of the smoky green veil that was raised, and the dignified and elegant Princess Xia on weekdays had her black hair scattered, and her face was camel red. She was lazily reclining on the couch, her dress scattered all over the ground, and she was letting her handsome son show her strong chest muscles, hugging her thin waist, and burying her head in her abdomen and moving her head constantly.

Hearing the movement outside, Xia Jinduan only frowned slightly, and after a while, he raised his jade hand and lazily pushed the erlang on the side of his leg, and ordered impatiently, "Don't pay attention to him!"

Seeing this, Feng Qianlou lightly basked with bad intentions, and with an arrogant smile, he stepped straight into the room.

He stood in front of the couch Shi Shiran, looked at Xia Jinduan who was doing good things about Yan, looked at the charming and beautiful look on her always dignified face, seduced her soul, and said very slowly: "The princess is so Yaxing!"

Hearing the sound, Xia Jinduan's pretty face that was silent in love/desire/sink, she squinted at him with a pair of pitiful eyes, and frowned slightly when she met his drooping eyes. It was only after a while that she groaned softly, pushed away the son who was lying under her, folded her legs, and complained with pleasure: "The young master is also a good Yaxing, and he comes to disturb people at night." ”

"In front of people, Boda knows etiquette, and after people are charming. I'm used to seeing your Living Spring Palace, what else can I have?" Feng Qianlou didn't give her face, and attacked her coldly. As he spoke, he walked forward even more, glanced at the son who had retreated for a long time, and sneered: "Your skill in choosing the first face is getting more and more refined! This guy has a high nose bridge, and that thing must not be short, so winding and quiet, but it is enjoyable!"

His words were quite shameless, but Xia Jinduan didn't care, but smiled lightly, and gently curled up a strand of his hair with his shaved jade fingers.

The wind outside was faint, and Feng Qianlou squinted at her strangely, and suddenly, he provoked her round and white jaw with contempt and ambiguity, leaned over and rubbed her earlobe, smiled darkly, and said in a more and more evil voice: "But your skill in muddying the waters has also become more and more sophisticated! Look at your good calculations! You have actually started a trade with the barbarians!"

Xia Jinduan sighed because of his touch, his undisguised graceful posture twisted slightly, slowly pursed his mouth, and raised his hand to stroke the golden mask of the shallow building. She smiled and said in his ear gently, "The cattle, sheep and horses of the barbarians are all good things!

There is no omission in her words, low and low temperatures are soft, and she is cunning to advance and retreat.

Feng Qianlou listened to it gently, his glamorous eyes were like a deep spring in a cold pool, regardless of Xia Jinduan's charming and charming appearance, the white porcelain fingers like Ning Yu pushed away her hand without pity, and sneered and mocked: "The barbarians praise you for the benevolence and righteousness of the Xia people, but are you really benevolent and righteous? Do you exchange grain and grass for soldiers, do you want to help the barbarians to defeat Zhou? Or do you help the barbarians to defeat Wei? Or is your ambition already to include the countries of the four seas?"

"Whether the barbarians want to cut down Zhou or Wei, it's a happy event for you Ning Chuan, isn't it? After all, Zhou and Wei are both feuds with you!" She stared at Feng Qianlou, and suddenly, she sighed in a low voice: "The prince is still here, what ambition can a woman in this palace have?

As soon as her words fell, a dark shadow fell into the room. The man in black lowered his eyes to the ground, and after saluting through the screen, he crossed his hands, opened his lips and whispered inward: "Female monarch, just now the earth moved, and the third king of Langya fell off the cliff to avoid the dark arrow." As he spoke, his hoarse voice was choked, but when he heard that there was no annoyance behind the screen, he continued: "The one who fell off the cliff with him is Princess Zhou Tianjiao." ”

"Zhou Tianjiao?" Hearing this, before Xia Jinduan could speak, Feng Qianlou's pupils were already darkened, and he raised his face in astonishment.

But after a while, he slowly turned his head and looked at Xia Jinduan. He looked at her condescendingly, at her suddenly pale and faintly unhappy, the corners of his glamorous eyes flew evilly, and he sneered meaningfully: "What? Are you afraid that Wang San will be in a catastrophe when you look like this? Or are you afraid that he will fall in love with others? Don't worry! If you were the first to walk past the Li Shu at noon that day, you would be his destined person! His destiny was extremely bad, and apart from the destined person, if you were in harmony with others, you would only have a bad death!"

Speaking of this, Feng Qianlou smiled even more viciously, like a snake revealing its beautiful letter, and said with malicious intentions: "That's it, he's pitiful and ridiculous, isn't it?

As the night faded away, the morning light began to rise, and a thin layer of mist shrouded the dark red sky.

Zhou Rushui opened his eyes dizzily, only to feel that his whole body was sore, and the pain in his calf was the worst.

The wind and snow are still blowing, and the cold wind is blowing. She remembered that when she fell, Wang Yuxi hugged her tightly and protected her. But where are they? Where is he? He was shot! Is he still alive?

Looking up at the stars above his head that had not yet faded, Zhou Rushui's heart was both panicked and helpless. But her whole body seemed to fall apart, and with just a slight movement, her internal organs seemed to explode, and she coughed violently in pain.

She suddenly remembered that on the day Wang Yuxi led the Wang family's convoy to leave, she personally sent Xiao Wu's clothes and cages. At that time, Xiao Wu was obediently learning words in the house, she saw that the snow stopped, the morning sun was shining, and the morning sun shone on the white snow, shining everywhere, so that anyone could be happy from the bottom of their hearts. So she called Shuying to bring the small pestle, put it under her feet, climbed the wall, sat on the wall, and watched the distant Cangshan.

It was then that he came from a distance. Dressed in white, the sound is more like Linlang. He stood under the wall, looked at her quietly in the wind and snow, lightly basked, and teased her: "So high, behind the little princess, is there a jackal?"

At that time, she looked at him with a smile and wanted to jump into his arms, but for fear of being looked at by others, she had no choice but to move her mouth and replied without shame: "The jackal has not been seen!

But now, the whistling wind and the sound of arrows breaking through the air still seem to be in her ears, but she still can't figure out who has the wrong intentions?

Thinking about it, Zhou Rushui gritted his teeth, and finally supported the ground with his hands, and sat up from the ground with half his body propped up. At this glance, she realized that Wang Yuxi was not far from her. With this move, she also realized that her left leg seemed to be broken.

He was so far away and so close to her, and the woods in the distance were pitch black and desolate, and there was no one in the slightest, except for the two of them, the wolf bèi, who fell into it, like the remnants of the leaves that had fallen to the ground in autumn.

At this time, Zhou Rushui didn't know when the sun would rise completely? I don't know if there would be jackals at this time? I don't know if I waited like this, would it be a rescuer, or an enemy?

Every time, she is clever! She is desperate and helpless to ask for him! Wang Yuxi is always by her side, gently and transparently, to solve her difficulties again and again. But now, he was still beside her, he was so close to her, but he couldn't respond to her anymore.

"San Lang! San Lang!" Zhou Rushui coughed violently, coughing while enduring the severe pain, and called Wang Yuxi gently over and over again. Every time she called, there was an indescribable fear that enveloped her, and this fear also made her endure the discomfort on her body, and slowly moved towards him little by little.

She was like an insecure little rabbit, carefully touching his snort as soon as Fang touched his body. It wasn't until she felt his warm breath that her heart was a little certain. He gently stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his neck, snuggled him tightly, and hugged him.

She leaned into his ear, anxious, worried, and shouted to him in a hoarse voice: "San Lang, wake up! San Lang! We can't stay here any longer! If those men in black chase after us, we really have nowhere to escape!"

The snowflakes were sparsely floating, and even in the faintness, Wang Yuxi's brows were still furrowed. The temperature around him was frighteningly low, the arrows still embedded in his chest and abdomen, and the shafts of the arrows had been broken and tossed aside.

Zhou Rushui called in his ear over and over again, but no matter how she called him, he seemed to be ignorant. In her eyes, there was his clear face, this fairy-like face, always like the clouds and moon on the horizon. Whenever he looked at her, his eyes seemed to hide thousands of mountains and rivers, like the flowers of the four seasons blooming and falling, all tied to him alone. But now, in order to block the dark arrow for her, he, who has always been beautiful, is a wolf, full of pain, and fell into her arms dripping with blood.

Finally, Zhou Rushui couldn't help crying, she whimpered, wiping her tears with her sleeve while gently shaking Wang Yuxi. Tears rolled down her eyes, silently in the dirt, and on Wang Yuxi's cheeks.

Her long black hair was messily draped over her shoulders, and it was clear that she had lost all her strength, but she still gritted her teeth and laid Wang Yuxi flat on the ground. Gritting his teeth, he tore his skirt, formed a long rope, and gently tied it to Wang Yuxi and her.

At this moment, Wang Yuxi finally moved, his dark eyes slowly opened, and he looked at her with difficulty, his voice was hoarse, tender and tired, and he said with difficulty: "Ah Nian, don't be afraid." But before he could finish his words, he frowned again and fainted.

The morning sun had not yet risen, but the sky was gradually darkening. Mass after cloud of jet-black came one after another, twisted in one place, and pressed heavily on top of their heads, as if they could fall at any moment.

Zhou Rushui's heart went up and down, and he only felt that his heart was torn apart. No one understands her panic, since she was reborn, many things have changed, and it is because of this change that she even began to worry, worried about Wang Yuxi's safety.

"I'm not afraid!" she shed tears, coaxing herself over and over again, and the movements of her hands did not stop, and after tying a knot on her own body, she avoided Wang Yuxi's wound and hugged him tightly, rubbing her cold cheeks with her side face gently, and again and again. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, but his eyes were full of sadness, and he muttered unusually firmly: "San Lang don't be afraid!

As she spoke, she wiped away her tears and looked at the tree