The night is like a thick inkstone, so deep that it can't be dissolved. The tent camp sounded a long-lost triumphant song, King Yu returned to the commander, rewarded the three armies, a chic and free, sweating like rain, but also happy.

"Come on, come on, let's salute the hero Princess Yu!" Rong Jue's hearty laughter infected the heavy people. I thought that Hua Ziluo, as the number one repeat offender in the imperial court, had some scruples. Today, I see that she doesn't let her eyebrows go, and she rides alone to fight the Zuoqiu Gonghe. Outstanding in martial arts, brave and strategic, not only is he beautiful, but he can also fight, where can he find such a person?

Another voice seemed to be about to compare him, and he didn't let him raise his head and drink the big bowl, "Today, let the brothers open their eyes, this King Yu and Princess Yu are a match made in heaven, the fairy couple, let us toast the two of them again!"

Ziluo and An Ling Liuyu did not shirk, raised their wine glasses and glanced at each other, and saw the bottom in one gulp.

"Hahaha...... The princess has a good amount of wine!"

An Ling Liuyu glanced at her, her face was flushed, obviously holding on, "Drinking hurts your body, you can't excuse yourself from drinking, just have me in the way!"

She was dazed, and it seemed that it was the first time she had drunk so much. She said stubbornly: "It's okay, isn't it all practiced? If I drink and hurt my body, you won't hurt my body?"

"My body is better than yours!" Seeing her quibbling like a child, An Lingliu couldn't help but want to tease her.

"Why don't we have a competition?"

Seeing that she was delirious, An Ling Liuyu didn't quarrel with her and squeezed her fist. "If you win, I can't beat it. But when it comes to drinking, I'm not welcome!"

As soon as he finished saying this, Yang Yuanhua brought wine over. "Haha...... I finally met like-minded people, and they all said that King Yu was a peerless beautiful man, like a nine-day Xuanyu, and seeing it today opened Yang's eyes. He took a bigger bowl and raised his hand proudly, "How can there be such a thing as drinking without Yang?"

"It's just that the world's first sword Yang Daxia has no wine and no joy, just like King Yu of the Southern Dynasty is unhappy without beautiful women?"

Looking for the sound, I saw a woman in white coming to the wind, holding a piano and being extremely elegant. The man who was sitting next to the man in red asked with a smile, the man's blood-red fresh clothes were extremely bewitching in the dark night, one red and one white were worn on a man and a woman, and they didn't feel abrupt. Commonly known as "talented women", today it is going to be "talented women and men".

"This sentence is really smooth, reasonable, reasonable!" Yang Yuanhua couldn't help but praise.

An Lingliu glanced at it uncomfortably, but she didn't expect that Hu Xiaodie was really haunted, and she could be seen here.

"This girl's words are not right, my prince is already a peerless grace, and how many women in the world can make him look at?

An Ling Liuyu was silent, but he didn't expect someone to sit still before him, and it was Ziluo who said this!

As soon as these words came out, the crows were silent. This Princess Yu is really extraordinary, every word is beautiful. Her relationship with the prince is really indestructible, just because the princess said that it was unpleasant, that is, "the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring" to block her speechless.

Hu Xiaodie's face turned red and white with anger, and she wanted to humiliate An Ling for a while, but she easily resolved it. Yang Yuanhua was also embarrassed on the side, thinking that he was praising An Lingliu Yu, but he, a rough man, would only add fuel to the fire.

"It's the little woman who is ashamed to speak up, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

The wooden chopsticks in Chu Yebai's hand broke as soon as he twisted it.

Ziluo's body became softer and softer, and finally collapsed without even saying a word. Fortunately, An Ling Liuyu was next to her and hugged her slender waist. "Purple carrot?"

Ziluo closed her eyes, danced and muttered, "I still have to drink, come again!"

An Ling Liuyu said, "Everyone use it slowly", and picked her up horizontally and left.

The night is not beautiful, the wine is not drunk, and everyone is drunk. He looked down at Ziluo, who was talking nonsense, he hadn't seen her like this since the year before. Only he knows about her like that. Clean, pure, and defenseless. But as soon as she wakes up, she will be very tired, wary of everyone, and reject all foreign kindness with indifference.

The night wind blew her long hair, and her face was white and tender in the light. The face, which had been turned charming by the power of wine, was clean and clear, like a gentle moonlight. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, the first time he had reached her. "You still owe me a kiss. ”

Ziluo moved restlessly, smelled a fragrance, and suddenly smiled, "It's so fragrant!"

An Ling Liuyu looked at her and shook his head, and laid her flat on the bed. changed the quilt, and took a basin to wipe her face and cool down. Seeing her muttering cherry lips, he wanted to kiss it, but she was drunk, and he didn't want to take advantage of others.

When they came out again, the soldiers still refused to give up, and one by one they did not get drunk and did not return, so they lay on the ground and no one cared for them. Hu Xiaodie and Chu Yebai left the table one after another.

Yang Yuanhua drank a lot, and he was overjoyed, "King Yu, you and I are meeting for the second time, I remember that in a small village in Huaixi, you also saved people from a village, and Yang happened to pass by at that time." ”

"Yang Daxia has a good memory, and he still remembers the face of this king after traveling all over the world for a long time!"

"It's the prince's face that people can't forget!" he laughed, but he was telling the truth.

An Ling Liuyu raised his wine glass, and there were no more polite words, and the embarrassment just now was swept away.

In the suburbs, her piano voice was low and hoarse, as if she was crying but not crying, as if there was nothing.

Rong Jue walked over slowly, but she noticed it. "Come and sympathize with me? No. ”

"It's so unpleasant for you to talk!"

"You can choose not to listen. ”

"You can also say nothing!"

Hu Xiaodie didn't bother to talk to him. "Now that your prince is back, you, the commander of the three armies, have to stand aside, are you so willing?"

Rong Jue smiled, thinking she was very cute. "Then according to the girl's opinion, how should I make a decision next?"

"You risked your life to steal the talisman, and the three armies were also brought by you, and as soon as he came back, he sat back and enjoyed his success, taking away everything that should belong to you, wouldn't you learn to rebel? ”

"It turns out that the girl is very fond of the next, and it is an honor to be here!"

She slowly approached, "The general chose to be indifferent?" She slowly approached, and a scent of her daughter's body fragrance overflowed. Rong Jue took a step back in embarrassment, and when she was a little farther away, she leaned up and asked, "General Rong is afraid of me?"

"I'm just afraid that the girl won't be able to marry someone in the future, people like me are very casual!"

It was obviously an extremely frivolous sentence, but it turned into humiliation when it came out of his mouth. "You...... Toast without eating and eating penalty wine!"

"It's the girl who intends to dedicate herself to sow discord, so how can she toast? Don't say that I have seen countless beautiful women, you are too ordinary, even if I have never seen beautiful women, I don't have a good impression of the people who sent them to the door!"

"You ......," she blushed with anger and had a thick neck. Why, why does everyone not like her, and they all only love one flower violet?

"It's windy at night, good night!"

She clenched her fists, eager to break the man's body to pieces. Is it? all when I can't do anything about it, right?

Flower violet, Anling Liuyu, you will go to hell together!

In the tent, a red figure slipped in. Looking at the person on the bed, Fang changed his gentle gaze.

This book was first published in Reading Books