Ninety-five-nine deep love to whom

Whoever reads the cold wind is cold alone, and no one talks to me to grieve.

Shangguan Tianjue walked out of the room with full reluctance, every step was so slow, as if he wanted to take three steps and two steps back, but this thought could only grow in the bottom of his heart, the moment the door closed, he was really separated from her, and there was still her residual warmth on his fingers, Tianjue walked slowly under the eaves, and just happened to meet the nurse holding Xiao Qianxue back from outside, and Xiao Qianxue broke free from the nurse's arms as soon as she saw Tianjue and ran over, Shangguan Tianjue walked a few steps to Qianxue, "My subordinates ask the county lord to say goodbye." "Uncle, uncle." The little girl stretched out her two little hands to hug her, her pink face was full of innocence, "Lord Shangguan is back, the county lord often talks about you in front of the minions." The nurse saw that Qianxue was so warm and kind to Tianjue, and she was also busy taking the opportunity to greet her.

Shangguan Tianjue picked up Qian Xue and completely ignored what the nurse said, when he faced the mother and daughter, the tenderness in his bones was like a flood bursting the embankment, out of control, and in front of Wan Ruo, he didn't dare to show that it was too obvious, so he gave all the forbearance he had just given to the warm little girl in his arms, and he felt infinite warmth in his arms, as if he was carrying a piece of beautiful jade, and he could take away a piece of cold.

Xiao Qianxue stared seriously at the uncle in front of her who she hadn't seen for a long time with a pair of big eyes, her little hands were still swimming back and forth on Tianjue's face, and her mouth kept saying unclear words.

Tianjue walked down the eaves of the porch with Xiao Qianxue in his arms, standing in the sun, the cold wind delayed his flesh and bones, messing up his hair, but he didn't feel the cold at all, because of the girl he was holding in his arms, Tian never thought that he would become a father, but Qianxue made him feel the joy and warmth of being a father, since he couldn't blossom and bear fruit with his beloved, he had no intention of loving her, even so he silently guarded her and her children, and regarded her children as his own, he planned so, and he did it.

"Uncle, I'm going to ride a horse." Xiao Qianxue's little hand wrapped her arms around Tianjue's neck and was coquettish wantonly, and Tianjue did not hesitate at all about the little girl's unreasonable demands, and naturally squatted down and let Qianxue Hu come. For the sake of their mother and daughter, he is willing to break his bones and go to the soup.

Tianjue and Qianxue finished a while before leaving the Funing Palace, there is still the residual warmth of the little girl in his arms, his face blooms with a rare smile, the cold wind blows his blue clothes, like a melancholy landscape, passing by the garden when I see the plum blossoms blooming all over the garden, a cold plum blossom and echo with the snowdrift not far away, the snow plum is beautiful, each has its own strengths.

Shangguan Tianjue walked in the direction of his West Garden, and just when he walked through the garden, he saw a woman in white standing on the shore of Mochizuki Lake, the breeze passed by, the white clothes were fluttering, and her long hair was dancing lonely in the wind, and she could be recognized from the back Tianjue, so he took a detour and walked behind the woman, "Why is Miss Ruxian still in the palace?" "The woman standing by the lake is either someone else is Leng Ruxian, today is the day of the wedding of the crown prince and Ximen Xiaoman, and she is unspeakably sad, obviously a qiē is just a scene, but after retreating, she still can't be dashing.

Ruxian, who was thinking to himself, suddenly heard someone talking to him behind him, and his thoughts suddenly pulled back, and suddenly looked back, and saw that he was standing in front of him, like a green pine, and saw that there was a little bit of gloom on the beautiful face of Tianjue Ruxian, and continued to smile slowly, "Shangguan Tianjue, you are back, I heard that the master said that you also went to participate in the martial arts conference, and the next martial arts conference will be your turn to the Fire Dragon Gang." "Ruxian doesn't know what to say to Tianjue, only the rivers and lakes that have something to do with them are the most appropriate.

Shangguan Tianjue put his hands behind his back and took a few steps back, and said unhurriedly, they all said that your senior sister has the ability of the youngest female swordsman in the martial arts, and I thought it was a lie, but this time at the martial arts conference did let me grow in knowledge, and your master level is indeed the youngest and promising female swordsman I have seen in today's martial arts, and she deserves the honor of martial arts.

This time, the martial arts supreme of the martial arts conference is the young owner of Leng Yue Villa, and the senior sister of Leng Ruxian and Leng Rujin, Leng Bingjie, she is less than twenty-five years old, but she can defeat the heroes, and she is indeed extraordinary, Shangguan Tianjue has always been arrogant, but this time in front of Ruxian, his praise for Leng Bingjie is sincere.

Hearing Tianjue praise his senior sister Leng Ruxian like this, he was naturally happy, and hurriedly said modestly, You have won the award, who doesn't know that your Shangguan gang leader was twenty years old and poisoned the martial arts, and it can be said that there is no opponent in the world. Ruxian is not a compliment to Tianjue, she is hungry and appreciates Tianjue from the bottom of her heart. The mountains have trees and branches, and I don't know it.

There was no expression for Ruxian's praise, "Today is the day of the crown prince's wedding, it seems that Miss Ruxian has not been able to really come out, but it is also human nature, don't force yourself, treat it calmly, and let time ease it." Shangguan Tianjue still uncovered the scar of Ruxian's heart, and her directness made Ruxian a little uncomfortable,

"What does the prince's wedding have to do with me, you also know that a qiē is just a play, the reason why I still stay in the capital is to accompany the little sister for the New Year, and then go to see the lanterns on the Shangyuan Festival, I will leave Beijing after the Shangyuan Festival, and now the Cold Moon Villa is also an imperial businessman, and the master level understands the martial arts supreme this time, I think there will be a lot of people who will find her to compete in private, I have to go back to help her take care of a qiē." Leng Ruxian desperately concealed the sentimentality in his heart, forced a happy face, concealed, concealed, concealed.

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She put the painting in a frame of equal size, and then held the painting in her arms, and was reluctant to let go for a moment, as if she was not holding a cold painting, but her daughter who had been thinking about it for a long time.

As if he was full of gratitude to Shangguan Tian for his own affection, the pearl hosta he gave him was still inserted on his head, and she used the white jade jewelry box directly, and it happened that her jewelry box was a little worn, as if the sky in her heart was like her brother, it was like this in the past, and it is the same now. At noon, it was as if Chunhong had been sent to the kitchen to prepare a table of first-class wine and food for Tianjue Jingxin, and she herself ordered Chunxiang to send a jar of good wine for herself.

It is as if the things sent to the sky have been received, his heart is full of warmth, but the warmth is not the wine and food in front of him, but the friendship that seems to be given to himself, no matter what the original intention is, as long as she gives it to herself, she feels happy, and all she has to do is to give her everything, her own heart, her own soul, if love only passes by, doomed to the regret of this life and this life.

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