As soon as the words fell, Su Yan ran to the city gate like crazy

The storyteller looked at him, shook his head, and sighed: "Pity the infatuated lovers in the world, one is infatuated and difficult to entrust, one is painstaking, and no one knows how many people suffer from love poison."

Su Yan hurriedly ran to the gate of the city The sky was almost dark, but there was a cold moon hanging sparsely in the night Under the moonlight, he could clearly see that the woman in white was tied with her hands and hung on the city She lowered her head A beautiful green silk also became messy and covered most of her face He looked at it blankly

I have in mind what I looked like when I first saw her, and she was ...... That's it, it's just a dream story now

The wind and sand of the years will eventually bury everyone into a handful of loess, and those ridiculous old dreams will also disappear

Seeing Seeing is believing Hehe Su Yan smiled coldly In the years of endless war, how many women like flowers are like her who will not die well How many people in the spring boudoir dream died on the battlefield In the end, it was not said that it was a horse leather shroud Even the bones do not know which one it is

He walked back to Baifu and went straight to the study, but when he saw that Su Chong was seriously reviewing the recital, he walked up to him and stretched out his hand to cover the recital, Su Chong raised his head, and slowly moved his hand, and the pen was dipped in ink, and asked: "What's the matter, we are full of wine, we haven't taken Yan Guo yet, and we won't touch this thing in the future."

Su Yan had too many words to say in his heart, but after all, he couldn't help it and swallowed it in his heart

He took a long breath, slowly took his hand away, nodded and said, "Brother Wang, don't be too late, state affairs are important, and you must take care of your own body" As soon as the words fell, he left in a hurry and forgot to close the door

As soon as he left, Su Chong put down the music in his hand, and his heart was even more empty

He called the maid to take the wine and poured himself a drink Only this night was completely drunk He just kept calling her name For a while, Bai Jiao was slightly Aunty's for a while The two maids at the door looked at each other and were a little worried, but no one dared to say a word I didn't understand the meaning of the Holy Lord Why did he let her body hang on the city gate after killing the white beauty who had fallen over the country and the city As usual, he should have hated her to death But why is he still drunk for her at the moment Keep calling her name Presumably the king also loves her

The heart of the gentleman is unpredictable, the heart of the gentleman is unpredictable

The wine in Su Chong's hand didn't seem to be able to get himself drunk, he just drank it desperately, as if only in this way could he completely forget all those unhappy things

It is said that men are hearty, but how can women ever know that men's hearts are just because of infatuation, love and infatuation, and infatuation, and pain, and death Although he has not died for her, it has been difficult for her to keep others After this love is gone, the man's heart for love is dead Su Chong, he will never give to a woman sincerely, it is really good No heart No passion Some things are only once in a lifetime

When a man loves someone with all his heart, although he can't satisfy her with everything, he really tries to give her everything she wants, he tries to die for her, but ...... Fate plays tricks on people, so in the lonely days again and again, the blood is dried up bit by bit, and finally the heart is completely lost, and the heart is disheartened

He smiled coldly, he gave Bai Ji a slight chance, but fate didn't let this happen She couldn't let go of her hatred, and he couldn't let go of the country