"It's good to have you."

Bai Liyao's eyes were burning, and he suddenly said without a head.

Facing such a pair of eyes, Shen Tingge was a little unnatural after all, and snorted lightly and turned his head and said: "I said that if you want to marry me, you must be ready to marry me, and you should prune those rotten peach blossoms yourself, if it weren't for the usefulness of Princess Yonghe, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to it!" ”

Bai Liyao's eyelashes flashed, a trace of cold air condensed in his eyes, he lazily leaned on the pillow cushion and asked softly: "Have you seen 'Mr. Jinghong'?" ”

How? He doesn't know?

Shen Qingge looked at Bai Liyao suspiciously, clearly seeing the look of anger in his eyes, and his heart was strange.

"Child-"

Bai Liyao suddenly sat up straight, and held Shen Tingge's hands with both hands and put them on his legs, Shen Tingge wanted to pull it back, but the tighter he gripped it, the two of them almost touched his forehead when they pulled it like this.

"Bai Liyao, what are you smoking?"

There is a huge disparity in strength between men and women, and Shen Qingge was angry and angry.

Bai Liyao stared at Shen Qingge's eyes, his expression was soft, and he said slowly in a pleading tone: "Xiao'er, the affairs of the government are a bottomless whirlpool, I don't want you to be contaminated, you just need to live freely as Princess Shou, take care of the people you want to take care of, and live the life you want to live." I'll do the rest! ”

Now Shen Qingge couldn't understand the man in front of him, and tilted his head to explore Bai Liyao, what did he mean? Is he afraid that he will be affected by himself, or is he afraid of ......

"You helped me deal with the Mei family, so I will help you destroy the underground palace! If you want to destroy the underground palace, you have to start from Baili Xuanyi, so don't worry, I, Shen Tiange, will never interfere in your Tiansheng state affairs! ”

After saying this, Shen Tingge shook off Bai Liyao's hand fiercely, sat with her back to her back, her chest was a little undulating, and she was faintly sullen in her heart, but she didn't know where this depression came from, she simply opened the curtain and looked at the bustling Beijing Street in the winter night.

Bai Liyao finally knew what it meant to 'lift a stone and shoot himself in the foot', he asked Yao'er to help him destroy the underground palace at that time was nothing more than one of the 'pit abductions', how could he be willing to let his young son take the risk of dealing with the people of the underground palace, the people behind the scenes had already surfaced, and he would do the things of killing people and setting fires.

Tonight's Tianshengjing Street lights are swaying, and the government has come forward to set up a stage, inviting the most famous music workshop to perform, and the people are crowded in waves. Occasionally, a few clusters of fireworks rise, rendering half the sky.

Tiansheng's Jing Street, bustling and dazzling, Shen Tingge looked at the jubilant people, her brows gradually relaxed, suddenly, she was shocked, and hurriedly searched for the cold and arrogant back in the crowd, but where was there any image. Could it be that they were dazzled, they had already left Gyeonggi at this hour, how could they appear in Tiansheng?

On the red stage, the man was dressed in black armor, and the woman was dressed in a cigarette robe, chanting softly:

Wait for my long hair to reach my waist, how about the general's return?

This gentleman is carefree, how can he expect the mountains and rivers to be bleak.

The sky is broken, and the twilight snow is white-headed.

Han Jian listened silently to the thunder, and the spear guarded the empty trench alone.

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and blew through the corner of the painting overnight.

A late visitor to Jiangnan, the red rope knotted ends of the hair.

Originally, the carriage was walking on the road on the side of the high platform, Shen Tingge heard some movement, and when she wanted to catch the car, she stopped as soon as she wanted to catch the car, she put on a hood, walked out of the carriage and stood on the board and looked at the stage.

The man on the stage was magnificent, his black armor showed his heroic posture, he caressed the woman's cheek and whispered softly, but his voice was deep and powerful:

When the king's long hair reaches to his waist, I will return to the court in triumph.

Fight for the world's first place, and hire it in Qing.

There is no self-protection in the war, only to fight with guns and bloody battles.

There should be a day of triumphant return and a good night with Qing.

I hope to grow old hand in hand, and I am willing to be with my son.

May the white head of the heart not be separated!

Shen Tingge frowned, she was naturally skilled in this song "Ten Miles of Red Makeup", and the last few sentences had obviously been changed. In particular, the sentence "to win the land of the world and hire it to Qing" is a good thing, and there is a great momentum of competing for the world and hiring people. Such a posture and such a domineering tone reminded her of that person, who had promised him to join hands in the world.

Shen Tingge lost his mind slightly, and suddenly the red lings on the high platform burned, people screamed and shouted, and the entire stage was swallowed up by billowing smoke.

How could it suddenly catch fire? Suddenly, Shen Qinge opened the sedan curtain and got in, but saw Bai Liyao leaning on the couch with a pale face, his clenched fists and bones white.

Tianyi, fearing that the chaotic crowd had rammed the carriage, immediately whipped the carriage and drove the carriage. The ears gradually quieted down, Shen Qingge still stared at Bai Liyao coldly, and his eyes were obscure, looking at each other quietly.

"Why?"

After a long time, Shen Tingge spoke.

"They, damn it!"

"They're just acting, why should you be killed?"

Bai Liyao's thin lips were lightly lifted, with a hint of self-deprecating sarcasm, and he said coldly: "Because it's that person, Xiao'er has softened his heart?" A small student, can have a deep internal force? Oh, presumably Yao'er has already recognized that person, so he is worried about being burned to death? Don't worry, if he dies, where can he still fight for the world? ”

Is he Murong Jingxuan?

How can it be?

Shen Tingge just felt that the person's posture was a little similar, but he didn't think much about his appearance at that time.

Murong Jingshuo –

At this time, Shen Tingge didn't feel much emotion in his heart, but just felt a trace of cold air infiltrating.

Murong Jingshuo actually acted in such a play under the nose of Tiansheng on the wedding day, was he bold or infatuated, and wondered if he was cold-hearted and cold-hearted? When I marry another woman and go home, I confess to another woman, oh - in the end, it is a man, and it is really a beauty who never forgets each other! Shen Tingge sat silently on the side panel, and some treasured things in his heart quietly passed by.

Tianyi fingered the letterhead of the 'Zhuohua County Lord', listened to the indifferent conversation between the two, and after thinking about it again and again, he sent it into the carriage.

The domineering words of the dragon flying and phoenix dance are all too familiar, and Shen Tingge dismantled them in front of Bai Liyao.

'Girl, whether you are the Lord of Zhuohua or the Princess of Shou, I will come to pick you up one day. Today's separation is for our better future. There are also two poems attached to the back: Xinghuayu Village joins hands, and there is no fragrance in the fragrant bush. Jun's heart will not change to the coming day, and he will never lose his heart! ’

Shen Tingge's face turned heavy when she looked at it, if she hadn't understood it now, she would have lived two lives in vain.

This poem seems to say that he has already settled on him in this life and put it into obsession.

Turning around, Shen Tingge glanced at Bai Liyao, whose face was pale and almost transparent, and his eyes were gloomy and cold, and his heart was a little soft. She knew that Bai Liyao would have trauma to her body whenever she used Xuanli, so she laid out the letterhead in front of him, stared at him with a smile and said in a deep voice: "Use Xuanli to burn the stage for a few lines, if you read this affectionate private message, wouldn't it burn the entire Tiansheng!" ”

Baili Yaoxu didn't expect Shen Tingge to say such a thing in such a tone, facing her cold eyes, he skimmed his face a little sneeringly, he was originally hard not to read the letterhead, but he couldn't resist the worry in his heart, and glanced at it very quickly, and his eyes were cold when he touched the three words 'Qin Fangze'.

"Why, don't you go to burn Tiansheng?"

Shen Tingge snorted coldly with a straight face.

Bai Liyao changed his face at this time, looked at Shen Qingge with blank eyes, pulled her sleeve, and said in a complaining tone: "Xiao'er, don't be angry, okay?" I, I was just scared, scared, afraid that this was a fantasy. ”

Bai Liyao, who turned back into a childish, with that pale face as paper, Shen Tingge couldn't get angry, sighed and took the pulse and said softly: "If you are really afraid that I will leave, take care of your illness and don't waste your body again." ”

"Xiao'er, I knew that you were the best for me!"

Bai Liyao said and lay down directly, resting his head on Shen Tiange's lap, closing his exquisite eyes, revealing a slightly childish sleeping appearance.

Shen Qingge was speechless in the face of Bai Liyao, who was dead-faced, shouldn't the best thing for him be his crown prince and uncle?