Shi Muran's expression was extremely serious, and the palm of Lu Lang's hand was full of warmth. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In his heart, there was a slight pain like a needle prick, Lu Lang's brows were full of sorrow, his eyes did not look at Shi Muran, but he lowered his head, and the sadness with anger suddenly churned up, enveloping Lu Lang.

Shi Muran's eyes were soft, looking at the man in front of him, he raised his hand and stroked Lu Lang's cheeks, and his voice became more and more gentle: "Liulang, don't be so depressed anymore, my father is in the spirit of heaven, and he must not want to see you like this." Shi Muran has changed his words and calls Lu Lang's father father.

Lu Lang's body began to tremble slightly, and in his mind, all the corpses of the Lu family were surging, the Lu family who fell in a pool of blood, and the father who died in the front hall.

His breathing also became more and more rapid, Lu Lang's mood became more and more uncalm, and the trembling of his body became more and more obvious.

Shi Muran's eyes always looked at Lu Lang, seeing him like this, he couldn't feel at ease, and the hand holding Lu Lang's cheek suddenly pulled him in front of him, and a kiss with a gentle breath fell on Lu Lang's lips at once.

Lu Lang's eyes widened suddenly, looking at Shi Muran, who was kissing him, and the sad mood also dissipated little by little.

Shi Muran's kiss was extraordinarily gentle, revealing a shallow warmth, her beautiful eyes were closed, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, all revealing her worries about Lu Lang.

Lu Lang's eyes blinked for a moment, and a smile poured into his sight little by little, his big palm was raised, he hugged Shi Muran's waist, and slowly exerted his strength.

Feeling Lu Lang's movements, Shi Muran's eyes also opened for a moment, and then slowly withdrew Lu Lang's lips, and his voice was extremely soft, like a trickle flowing from his heart: "Liulang, no matter what the situation, I will not leave you." ”

Feeling the soft waist in his hand, Lu Lang's big palm also suddenly exerted his strength again, tightened Shi Muran into his arms again, and did not do much, but hugged her tightly in his arms, buried his head in her shoulder socket, took a deep breath, and said reassuring words: "Mu Ran, fortunately there are you." ”

The room was warm, and the two hugged each other tightly, and in this cold day, they seemed to reveal bursts of warmth.

The sun seemed to be as usual, but the difference was that in the palace, some rumors finally dispersed.

"Have you heard, saying that the hundred gardens were built by the emperor for his sweetheart."

"Didn't you already know? Where is the secret. ”

"You don't know this, the emperor's sweetheart is a man......"

"Really?!"

"But no, my little sister has done something in the queen's palace, how can there be anything wrong!"

"So, the emperor is a broken sleeve?"

"Be quiet, I'll tell you, don't talk anywhere else!"

Four women dressed in small palace maid clothes are nesting behind a rockery, each holding a handful of melon seeds in their hands, hiding behind the rockery, sitting on a big rock, chatting in a suppressed voice.

The one who said that the emperor's sweetheart was a man was a palace maid who looked very young, although she was young, but on her face, she had a maturity that was extremely inconsistent with her age.

"Click." Biting off another melon seed, casually spit out the melon seed shell on the ground, the woman's eyebrows were raised: "I also heard this, don't say that I told you when the time comes." ”

The other palace maid's eyes were about to glow, and her elbow hit the woman in front of her heavily: "E, you are so powerful, you know everything." ”

There was a faint deep meaning at the eyebrows, and E didn't speak, but just bit open another melon seed, spit out the melon seed shell, and sneered lightly.

The other two palace maids nodded in agreement, both agreeing.

Eating the last melon seed in his hand, E and clapped his hands, jumped off the stone, turned around, and smiled at the three palace maids: "Okay, it's all gone, if you continue to talk, don't do anything, right?" ”

When the words fell, E turned around and took the lead in bypassing the rockery and leaving this place.

The other three palace maids saw her and left, looked at each other, and then raised their eyes to look at the sky, and they all walked out one after another, towards the palace where they were going to do things.

It wasn't until the three palace maids walked out for a long distance that a figure turned out of the shadows, and it was said that he would leave first.

There was a hint of strangeness in his eyes, and he took out a handful of melon seeds from his sleeve again, threw one into his mouth, and put a deep smile on his face.

These three palace maids, but in this harem, the mouth is the least rigorous.

Thinking like this, E'er's smile deepened, spit out the melon seed shell in his mouth, looked at the handful of uneaten melon seeds in his hand, bit his lip, thought about it, and put it back in his sleeve.

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After a cold night, the temperature became even lower.

In addition to Tingyuan Kyoto, the frontier is even more chilly because the area is empty.

It has been a while since Mu Yungu and his party arrived at the frontier, and he can really feel that the soldiers on this frontier are not really subduing themselves.

But he doesn't care about these, He Xiao's courage and prestige, as a prince, he has no way to compare, but time will eventually prove everything, his heart for the people of Tingyuan will definitely make this army subordinate to him.

It was also because of coming to this frontier that Mu Yungu felt the breath of this battlefield for the first time.

That cold, that cold, that bloody, is definitely not something that can be found in a comfortable place in the palace, every time he thinks about it, Mu Yungu will feel a deep sigh of emotion, his father is really good at himself.

Thinking about something, the hand holding the brush and preparing to write also stopped.

The curtain door was opened, and a cold wind blew into the warm tent, which also made Mu Yungu's thoughts come back instantly, and he raised his eyes to look at the curtain door, and an extraordinarily simple figure had already entered.

"General, let's have dinner first." Xiaomei walked in with a tray.

followed Mu Yungu to the frontier, and Xiaomei's mood seemed to have become a lot deeper because of the journey along the way.

Putting the pen in his hand aside, Mu Yungu's gaze softened for a moment, stood up, walked in the direction of Xiaomei, and took the tray in her hand.

"Have you eaten it?" Putting down the tray, Mu Yungu looked back at Xiaomei.

In Mu Yungu's eyes, Xiaomei is a woman, and she is in this Xinjiang, so she will take more care of her. In my heart, I didn't think of her as a woman, but just regarded her as my sister.