"Luo Yiyang to the left, Jun Haoyu to the right, this time, who do you choose? Or do you have to wait for them to lose the fight, and then choose a more useful man?" Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"My choice, don't bother with my brother. “

"It seems that Bai Nineteen is right, you sex, whether male or female, will not like it. “

After Yu Chi Linjia finished speaking, she disappeared into the night with Bai Nineteen.

Ling Qingcheng took a sigh of relief, her body was covered with stains and blood stains, she neither went to the left nor to the right, but went down the hill, wanting to find some water to wash away the smell of blood on her body.

The night in the mountains and forests was extraordinarily quiet, Ling Qingcheng listened carefully to the sound of the water, and finally found a small stream.

She took off her robe, and slowly sank into the stream.

The spring stream, still chilly, she took a deep breath, curled up, arms around her knees, and dived into the water.

She didn't want to think about anything, she was really tired.

Gradually, the horizon began to whiten, followed by layers of glow, and the sun slowly rose, illuminating the entire forest, and the water became sparkling.

Ling Qingcheng looked up at the sky and raised his hand to wipe the water droplets off his face.

Yu Chi Linjia's words were harsh, but they were not unreasonable.

This is a man's world, no matter how hard she tries, she seems to have ill intentions, and she has never been married, which also makes people feel that she wants to use herself to make the two giants of Shengguo contradict.

However, does Luo Yiyang like her?

Does Jun Haoyu like her?

Feelings are like people drinking water, and they know their own warmth and coldness.

Jun Haoyu is good to her, and Luo Yiyang is good to her, but this kind of goodness, do you really like it?

If she wasn't a princess, would Jun Haoyu notice her? Would she want to marry her?

As for Luo Yiyang, he had already given the answer, and when he left Beijing, he took a lot of them, but returned the hairpin to her.

She had been obsessed with chasing, wanting him to give an answer, wanting to know why he didn't like her.

However, when she plucked up her courage and rode out of the palace gate, she received a farewell letter from him.

The personal relationship of his children is not what he needs, he is a man, he wants to fight on the battlefield, he wants to make great military achievements, and he hopes that she can achieve it.

"If the princess treats each other sincerely, I hope that the princess can fulfill the loyalty of the ministers. “

All the likes, in the end, are exchanged for a sentence, may you be fulfilled.

Yu Chi Linjia said that not everyone has to like her, in fact, on the contrary, there are really few people who like her.

"Senior brother, you have always overestimated my ability. “

Ling Qingcheng smiled bitterly, how much sourness her life has, only she knows, outsiders, after all, are outsiders.

There was the sound of horses' hooves in the woods, and it was supposed that they were coming.

Ling Qingcheng got up, put on the clean inner single, his long hair fell down, and the refreshing mountain breeze blew, raising the hair that was still carrying moisture.

Ling Qingcheng's white feet stepped on the pebbles at the water's edge, and he moved forward step by step.

Everything was wrapped in a torn robe, a hairpin pinned the hair, a Buddhist bead in his right hand, a sword in his hand, and standing proudly by the stream.

The sound of horses' hooves approached, and Linglong was the first to rush down, she took off her robe and put it on Ling Qingcheng, kneeling on the ground to plead guilty.

"The princess forgives her sins, it's all the slaves who didn't protect you!"

Ling Qingcheng did not speak.

When he looked up, a man in silver armor had jumped off his horse, his eyes were firm, his wheat-colored skin was mature and steady, his nose was straight, and his lips were full.

Luo Yiyang looks very good, every time he laughs, it is like the sunshine in spring, bright and warm.

The beauty of Jun Haoyu is that you can only look up and let you know that there is an unattainable existence in the world.

And Luo Yiyang's beauty makes you want to get close and want to stay by his side.

The silver cloak was embroidered with a white tiger, and the sword in his hand was also carved with a tiger's head, and the armor emitted a sonorous rhythm as he walked.

He stopped at a distance of one meter from himself, knelt down on one knee, folded his hands, and saluted with fists: "The last general is late to escort, and I ask the princess to punish him." “

Thoughts fluttered, and the reappearance of the sections in front of me was in front of me, and finally fell back to a sentence: May the princess be fulfilled.

Ling Qingcheng took a deep breath and stopped thinking about raising his hand to support his elbow: "It's because this palace is too playful and didn't wait for the general to pick it up, and the general is not to blame for this." “

Ling Qingcheng's words made Luo Yiyang's heart suffer a heavy blow, and between them, they became so polite.

When he got up, he suddenly saw Ling Qingcheng wearing the Xingyue Bodhi Zi carved by him on his wrist, and asked softly, "The princess still has it." “

"The concubine said that the general did it, and the general had a heart. “

The clatter of horses' hooves came again, and Jun Haoyu's gaze passed through the bushes and landed on the two people standing on the river bank, the hand holding the reins slowly tightened, and his face became gloomy.

"Are you all dead! Let the princess stand there so thin!"

Jun Haoyu's roar interrupted their conversation, and Ling Qingcheng watched as Jun Haoyu jumped off the horse, with pale golden phoenix patterns on his dark red robe.

With the glow of the sun, he walked quickly to her side, did not salute, and directly shook off the robe he had taken off, completely wrapping Ling Qingcheng.

Before Ling Qingcheng could stop him, he was picked up by him, and just as he took a step, his arm was grabbed by a powerful hand.

"Lord, please put the princess down!"

Jun Haoyu didn't turn around: "General Luo seems to have been away from Beijing for too long, forgetting his identity, there is a difference between monarchs and ministers, this king has taken care of the princess for so many years, so he naturally knows what to do." “

"The princess is the princess of Shengguo, not the prince alone, Weichen is ordered to escort the princess, please put the princess down!"

Luo Yiyang held the sword in his hand and blocked Jun Haoyu's way.

Ling Qingcheng looked at such a stalemate and coughed lightly: "This palace can go by itself." “

Jun Haoyu frowned and glared at Ling Qingcheng in his arms: "How long will the princess still mess around!"

"You are not allowed to speak disrespectfully to the princess!"

When he left the palace, Jun Haoyu was not regent, but now when he came back, he replaced him and became the closest person to Ling Qingcheng, watching them hug each other, Luo Yiyang felt very dazzling.

Luo Yiyang stepped forward directly, opening his arms to snatch Ling Qingcheng in Jun Haoyu's arms.

Jun Haoyu quickly stepped back and dodged Luo Yiyang.

Ling Qingcheng couldn't stand it, so he struggled to get off the ground.

Jun Haoyu's arms tightened, and he directly took her into his arms, clinging to his chest.

"Doesn't the wound hurt? Why are you still moving?"

Although it is still a reproach, the words are full of pampering.

Luo Yiyang knew that Jun Haoyu's martial arts had been abolished, so he directly put the hilt of his sword against his shoulder.

"If the prince doesn't let go of the princess again, don't blame Weichen for being polite!"

"Heh~" Jun Haoyu chuckled, "This king wants to see how General Luo is polite!"

The guards on both sides of "Qiang" and "Qiang" drew their swords and faced each other, and the atmosphere became more solemn. (To be continued.) )