Sun Yanxi's heart froze: "You ......" She couldn't contain the anger in her chest anymore, lit a fire in her palm, and slapped it towards Li Hongyi.

Li Hongyi was on the side of his body, the dagger was raised to avoid the fire, the tiger claw stretched out and clamped Sun Yanxi's wrist, and put out a kind and persuasive face: "Yan Xi, if you kill me, it will not only be Princess Zheng who will die!" ”

Sun Yanxi knew that what he said was true, his body trembled with anger, the flames in his eyes burned more and more, but the flames in his hands gradually extinguished silently: "Li Hongyi, you are so despicable!" ”

Li Hongyi's hand was pinched on Sun Yanxi's wrist, and his eyes were vicious: "I'm despicable!" You have lied to me for so long, and you dare to call me despicable! ”

Sun Yanxi glared at Li Hongyi indignantly, and said loudly: "The loyalty of the ministers can be learned from heaven and earth!" ”

"Faithful? So why did Li Congjia escape death every time? The Fusheng Pavilion is yes, and so is the autumn night banquet! Li Hongyi snorted coldly, his aggressiveness was slightly reduced, and the contempt and ridicule in his words could not be concealed, "Sun Yanxi, no matter how well you hide it, look at Congjia's eyes and still betray you!" Oh, that's so affectionate! As he spoke, he sent his hand out, pushing Sun Yanxi to the ground heavily.

The firelight next to the bench gradually dimmed in the silent gasps, reflecting Sun Yanxi's delicate eyebrows and eyes slowly lowered. I don't know how long it took for her to speak slowly, but her voice was low, I don't know if she was suppressing her anger or suppressing her crying: "Don't do this, please, don't do it!" ”

Li Hongyi walked to the firelight noncommittally, stretched out his python robe, and half-lay on the bench leisurely. He played with Sun Yanxi's low-eyed appearance, patted his thigh gently, and said in an ambiguous tone: "It depends on whether you are comfortable serving." ”

There was a "crackle" of a wooden card bursting from the gilded brazier, Sun Yanxi's long eyelashes trembled, and a tear dripped to the back of his hand defenselessly, scalding hot and burning muscles, cold and piercing.

The hyacinth of the wooden sign with the word "Hua" was slowly put in, and only a piece of charcoal was red, so red, like the resentment and despair in her eyes.

"I'm up to you."

She stood up slowly, raised her hand and gently patted the dust on her clothes, raised her hands, and calmly took off her Tang hat. The green silk blurred like thick ink, staining a deep stain on the back, like a gentle wave, rippling like a dream.

She walked towards Li Hongyi, and with each step, she untied a piece of clothing, like peeling bamboo shoots, slowly, showing a muscles and bones as clear as jade, which was soul-stirring and breathtaking.

She held her slender neck high, like a bright white moth, facing the firelight, fearless, sorrowless, joyless, pounced.

The corners of Li Hongyi's mouth opened with a hint of greed, he stretched out his hand and dragged it, turned over and pressed it, and his mountain-like body overturned down, which made Sun Yanxi breathless. He frantically kneaded Sun Yanxi's body like a hungry wolf and a tiger, and the intense pain tore her to pieces, ruthlessly scattering into raging lust. Her city, with that light, crumbled little by little, little by little, turned to ashes!

She is dirty, she is no longer qualified to compete with Hun Qingchen, and she can no longer like her Murong Gongzi.

Regret it? If a soldier dies for his confidant, he is not afraid of death, what is this sacrifice? It's just that women are pleasing to themselves, but it's empty talk.

She thought that she would not give up until she was in love, fighting to the death, and her flesh and blood were blurred. However, in this love, from beginning to end, no one came, and from beginning to end, it was just a one-man show written and directed by her alone!

At that time, the only thing she could do was to swallow the matter and the blood, let it sore and pus, and keep silent. Only in this way can she keep her pride, and she can stand tall in front of Murong Qian, shielding him from the wind and rain.

When the love is over, she will not die; But if the pride is extinguished, the lamp of her life will wither.

As soon as Li Hongyi's matter was over, Sun Yanxi invited himself to Huainan to control the Zhou army.

In Jinling City, the wind and drizzle, the weeping willows are still around, and she has a nostalgic appearance, she whips up, but she never wants to set foot again.

She let go of fate, but fate never let her go. She is pregnant with Li Hongyi's evil seed, this shame, this filth, has been deeply seared into her body, no matter how big the world is, she has nowhere to escape!

Who would have expected that the dignified Southern Tang Dynasty general would one day fall into such a situation. She can't even hide her filthy scars, she will have to open them and show them to the public in blood!

She cried, she scolded, she hated, but after all, she was helpless!

Fortunately, fate showed its benevolent side when she was about to collapse. She was helped by Han Xizai, the secretary of the military department at that time, and he used his authority to properly place her and the fetus in her womb one by one, and whitewashed the devastated stains one by one.

Everything was unbearable and disappeared with the scorching cold wind on the riverside, and the flying ash on the battlefield was blind, and there were no tears, just dry pain.

She is Sun Yanxi, the generalissimo of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and the "Yama Sun" of the Buddha who blocked and killed the Buddha and the gods. She led the "Longxiang Army" to build the strongest city wall in the Southern Tang Dynasty with her flesh and blood, guarding her pride, guarding the peace and joy of Jinling City, and guarding the unattainable dream!

However, she has worked hard from the past life to the present life, and she can't keep the pride she relies on to survive after all!

Reincarnation, turning mountains, turning water, and turning pagodas still can't turn the fate of reincarnation.

Wang Fengjiao was like a ghost floating in the deserted streets, only to feel that everything around her was miserable, only she was dressed in red, and she was in pain, so she couldn't fit into the vast world, and she couldn't wear the vast fog. I don't know how long I walked in a daze, but I heard an urgent call from behind me: "Miss Wang, Miss Wang!" ”

Wang Fengjiao's mind was dragged back by this shout little by little, she turned her head in a daze, looked at the person who was panting slightly, stared at the eyebrows that contained a little familiarity, and hesitated: "Are you?" ”

"I am a doctor invited by the General's Mansion, and my surname is Ge." As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand, squinted and smiled.

Wang Fengjiao's eyebrows trembled, looking at the familiar smile, and suddenly came over: "Oh, you are Ge Yan." ”

Ge Yan nodded, and then, pretending to sigh sadly: "Miss Wang, why don't you enter the mansion when you're back?" ”

Wang Fengjiao muttered and repeated: "Enter the mansion? ”

Ge Yan reached out and gently patted Wang Fengjiao's shoulder as a sign of comfort: "What should be faced is always what you have to face......

Wang Fengjiao's gaze crossed the black gauze pinned to the arm of Ge Yan's brown suit, and fell far away to the pitch-black mansion behind him that had been kissed by fire, two white gauze lanterns swayed faintly, and the faint light fell, reflecting the three big characters covered by the white curtains, which were actually the General's Mansion!