The muscles on Chang Ting's face twitched.

Feudal! Abominable feudalism!

If you know that this soul in your aunt's body is indeed a woman, and what kind of military rank she has, then you must not faint to death!

"Dust and smoke said last night, you are not a person......"

"What?! Undergo a beating! Chang Ting roared and was about to get out of bed.

Hua Muhan grabbed her waist, "He's praising you." ”

"He complimented me on not being human? Well, you let me go now, let me go out and praise him like this, and see if he will be angry! ”

"Stupid or not, he means that you are beyond the boundaries of mortals."

"That's almost ......" Chang Ting's momentum weakened, and he asked with earnest expectations, "Then I made the request last night, are you willing to agree?" ”

"Do you really want to go out that way?"

"Just stay for a few days, and when the second senior brother leaves Kaiyang, I'll come back! I promise! Chang Ting blinked violently, full of sincerity.

Hua Muhan pondered for a long time before frowning and speaking, "Just be obedient in that small courtyard in Zhan Ling, don't mess too much with An Lan." ”

Chang Ting nodded frantically, "I promise!" Even if he tempts me again, I won't mess with me! ”

"I'll send a secret guard to protect you, make a little disobedient move, don't blame me for being angry."

"Pai Pai! Even if I send 1,800 people to follow me, I will be willing! ”

Hua Muhan looked at her impatient appearance, and sighed helplessly, full of resentment, "I still have to be busy for two days, and when I'm done, I'll go to you." ”

(Xianyuan is in spring, the small peach is open, and the branches have been climbed.) The rain is sunny, warm and cold, and the season of flower appreciation is approaching. The willow shakes the east wind and the east wind is soft, the curtain is quiet, and the ghost bird adjusts the tongue. The soul is far away, and the green path is idle, and it suddenly becomes a knot. No one shares this hatred. It is also dusk, and the heart is empty. Strong embroidery, cover the Zhu Fei alone, and lay the pillow for whom. The night is long, and the sound is far away, the screen window is reflected, and the silver cylinder is bright and extinguished. At the back of the dream, the crescent moon is like an eyebrow, and there is no sense of reunion. The red beans are unbearable, and their eyes are full of lovesick tears. Splitting peaches all day long, people are in their hearts. The two ears are separated by wall flowers, and sooner or later they become connected. Trees surround the village, and the water fills the pond. Leaning on the east wind, wandering in Haoxing. The small garden is a little, and the spring is exhausted. There are peach blossom red, plum blossom white, cauliflower yellow. Far away from the wall, faint thatched hall. Next to the green flag and the flowing water bridge. Occasionally, I took advantage of the pleasure and walked through the East Gang. The warbler is crying, the swallow is dancing, and the butterfly is busy. As far as the harvest year goes, what happens in the harvest year. There are poor people in Chang'an, and it is not appropriate to have more for Rui. Du Ling Fang resigned from the country and stopped to look at home. The soul follows the southern bird, and tears are exhausted by the northern branch flowers. At the beginning of the mountain rain, the clouds are about to change. But Ling Gui has a day, and he doesn't dare to hate Changsha. There are many victories in Spring Mountain, and you will forget to return at night. Pick up the water and the moon in your hand, and make the flowers full of clothes. There is no distance to come, and I want to cherish Fangfei. Looking south at the bell, the tower is deep and green. The clouds are shining through the sun, and the windows are bright with red shadows on the half floor. There are countless twilight mountains. Return to the wild goose. The bright moon does not return to the blue sea, and the white clouds are full of sorrow. Gossip in the rain window, sigh why bother, it's not yesterday. Qingshan has been paid well several times, and he is still in the cabinet. Sprinkle the incense of the road, and the cup of moist flowers is full, not like the previous autumn evil. The embroidered curtain is only rolled, and the first floor is empty and thin. It is intended to be a leaf in the smoke, but the two lakes are good, and the wind blows. The clear sound of the mountains and rivers has not been heard, and the hidden shore jade zither is golden. Urging poems on the head, dripping dreams on the pillow, and regretting Yao's fall. I don't get tired of looking at each other, and the two high skylines are lonely. The garden is full of chrysanthemums and golden flowers, and there are lonely bushes like frost. ）

Chang Ting frowned when he heard this, grabbed his arm, and asked hurriedly, "What was that Chaoxing meeting last night?" How can you still enter the palace and assassinate? ”

"It is the remnants of the former Chaochen Kingdom who have been trying in vain to restore the country. Don't worry, I'll be fine. Hua Muhan didn't want her to worry, so he didn't explain much.

"Then during the time I'm outside the palace, don't go out to look for me, it's too dangerous."

"You won't miss me?" Hua Muhan's phoenix eyes narrowed, and her thin lips pursed slightly.

Changting blinked his eyes strangely, puffed out his cheeks and thought about it for a long time before he nodded thoughtfully, "Maybe, maybe, probably think about it." ”

Hua Mu smiled coldly and hugged her tightly in her arms, "You, when can you make people feel more worried, I was almost scared to death last night." ”

"It's just a little assassin, what's there to fear!"

Hua Muhan snorted coldly, "It's not good to say anything, you have to say that you want to marry him, not only scaring him stupid, but also scaring everyone stupid." ”

"This proves how brave and clever I, Master Baili, are! Don't you feel proud? Don't you feel a sense of accomplishment? After all, you have had a great influence on me over the years. ”

Hua Muhan held his forehead, and his mood was so complicated that he was speechless.

"The edict of the first emperor last night is really a stroke of genius, you already know it, right?" Chang Ting looked up at him.

She finally figured out the specific situation of Zuo Qing, and finally came to the conclusion that her second senior brother fell in love with a silly and sweet savior girl.

She gave An Lan no less than dozens of ideas according to the love ** taught by the stinky boy, and An Lan was full of ambition, eager to leave Kaiyang immediately and go to action.

"That holy decree, as early as three years ago, when my father felt that he was not in good health, he secretly gave it to Uncle Jiu. After my father died, Uncle Nine showed it to me in private. ”

"What about Zhan Ling? Would he like to? ”

"Zhan Ling has been closest to Uncle Nine since he was a child, and Uncle Nine also loves him the most. Besides, his mother is Aunt Jiu's niece, and she just takes care of them in a different name. ”

"I see...... Listening to what you meant last night, is your ninth uncle's heir very thin? ”

"Yes, Uncle Nine only gave birth to a cousin and a son. When his cousin was sixteen years old, he went to the battlefield with him, and became famous in a battle. It's a pity that God is jealous of the talent, and at the age of eighteen, he died on the battlefield......"

Changting nodded and said no more.

White-haired man sends black-haired man ......

If he is no longer there, the old leader will ......

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Changting got his wish and left the palace.

She left the Yunqi Five to guard the courtyard, and only took Xiao Feibai to live in Zhan Ling's small courtyard.

Happy little days came so easily that she couldn't believe it.

Zhan Ling was still busy with the Halloween in the palace, and she was so unhappy with An Lan drinking and chatting.

Even if Hua Muhan repeatedly told her not to go out casually, how could she hold on, thinking that there was someone to protect her secretly anyway, so she wandered around the city with An Lan all day long.

As the evening approached this day, the two were taking Xiao Feibai to table tennis and cooking in the kitchen, and Zhan Ling walked in.

"Huh? How did you have the time to come over today? Changting asked with a smile while washing the vegetables.

Zhan Ling's expression was full of gloom, as if he was preoccupied, he smiled reluctantly, and replied: "The palace is finally busy, and this king has come to eat a quiet meal." ”

(To be continued.) )