The most beautiful love words in marriage are not the flashy I love you, but a simple sentence that I will always be with you. Great literature

The fire in the Wuyuan was extinguished at dawn, and the moment the fire was extinguished, it was just a black mass of ashes, except for some fragments of houses that were not burned out, and the few human bones left in the ashes were all gone.

The dawn broke in the east, the red sun erupted, and a new day began.

King Fu was on sick leave as usual, but he didn't sleep all night, tossing and turning in bed and thinking about a lot of things, and it was undeniable that this blow was severe to him, because he was regarded as the dignity of life this time.

"Chitose hasn't slept all night?" King Fu got up, and then went to a wide place to practice swords with Shangguan Tianjue, and Tianjue knew what was going on when he saw that he was tired, so he said with concern while dancing the sword.

King Fu flipped his wrist and the sword changed into a graceful posture, and then his body rose with the sword depression, with such a spirit of a martial artist between his gestures, and then his body turned around, and the sword in his hand pointed directly at Shangguan Tianjue's face, "Don't mention last night's incident again." The sword stretched out to the sky was cold and sassy, and the blade was as cold as King Fu's expression at this time.

Tian never dared to slack off, and hurriedly flashed his body to the side, easily dodging King Fu's sword, "The subordinates obey the order, and the subordinates hope that Chitose can truly get out of this haze." Great literature "Then the heavenly Jiufeng Chaoyang knife shaped like the red sun in the east floated to the Fu King, the blade shape is like a flash, people look at it and tremble, the Fu King does not dare to compete with it, busy with a dry land to pull onions, take off into the air, send himself out a few zhang away, this is to avoid the Jiufeng Chaoyang knife.

"This king doesn't need you to teach a lesson, look at the sword." Saying that, King Fu floated to the ground, and then the sword swept directly towards Tianjue's calf, "My subordinates don't dare." Said that it was too late, and then it was fast, Tianjue hurriedly dodged, made a trick in the clouds, and came to the back of King Fu in an instant, stretched out his palm, and came to the back of King Fu of the Oolong Tanhai Dynasty, King Fu did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly responded to it.

Shangguan Tianjue and King Fu often learn martial arts together, King Fu is a person who loves martial arts, he is still quite understanding, every time he is absolutely with the sky according to himself can understand some from it, so as to improve his skills, at this time he just wants to use the sword in his hand to vent those anger and resentment in his heart, God knows this, so he interjected and changed the style of fighting, King Fu naturally took out all his skills to compete with Tianjue, Tianjue naturally can't come up with real skills, just want to cooperate with King Fu's mood.

Chunhong waited as if she had finished washing, and Chunxiang and a few mothers-in-law sent Zaoshan in.

As if looking at the anti-grass on the table, he frowned slightly, "Chunhong, you go to Yin'an Hall and invite Chitose to come and dine with me, if he doesn't come, I won't eat." "It was as if she hadn't seen Murong Yichuan since last night, she heard that Yichuan had been practicing martial arts with Guan Tianjue early in the morning, and she thought that he was still hating him at this time, so she wanted to divert his attention.

Chunhong hurriedly came to Yin'an Hall as soon as he agreed, at this time King Fu had just come back from sword practice, and he had more than 100 rounds of sparring with Tianjue this morning, but he was tired enough, but this time he was panting, and the big beads of sweat were rolling down, and Ping'er was wiping his sweat with a cool towel.

"Chunhong, see the prince." King Fu glanced at the girl in front of him, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth for a while; "Why are you here if you don't serve the princess?" At this time, King Fu's subconscious felt that every person who appeared in front of him who was not around him came to see his jokes, so his face suddenly became frosty, and Chunhong lowered his head and replied cautiously; "Back to Chitose, the princess asked the slave maid to invite you over for dinner, and she said that if you don't go, he won't eat." Chunhong lowered her head again, she knew that this Zifu King was angry, so it was better for her to be careful.

When King Fu heard this, his color changed, and his heart said that it was as if even you didn't let this king worry.

King Fu didn't speak for a long time, Chunhong knelt there and waited for a reply, Ping'er understood Wanruo's intention, so he put down the towel, and then said to Chunhong; "You go back first, and you will say that the prince will go over immediately."

Chunhong got Ping'er's words, got up and went out.

King Fu's face was unhappy, not that Ping'er was making decisions for himself privately, but because he was in love at this time, Ping'er saw through King Fu's displeasure at a glance and smiled slightly; "Chitose should hurry up and see the princess, she knows that you must be difficult to calm down at this time, you are afraid that he will be worried so you just want to go to see her, she just wants to be able to accompany you by your side, you also know her temper, if you don't face her, maybe she will come by herself, she is in confinement, and she has just escaped from the ghost gate for a few days. You'd better hurry over, maybe you'll be in a good mood to see her and the county lord. From beginning to end, Ping'er's face had a gentle and faint smile, and this smile was like his warm wind that warmed King Fu's heart, and he groaned for a moment and said;" Well, don't prepare breakfast here. With that, he slowly got up and strode outside.

As if seeing Murong Yichuan who appeared in front of him, he looked tired, and there was still that murderous aura between his eyebrows, Junlang's face was condensed by frost, and his eyebrows were locked into a pimple, and there was no tenderness at all. "Don't move." As if he wanted to struggle to get out of bed, but the sad Murong Yichuan held it down with one hand, and there was still such a cold and hard tone in his tone, in the face of Wanruo's tenderness like water, the angry ice in his heart was slowly melting, and at this time, the food was placed on the higher education table like the bedside, and Chunhong, Chunxiang and others all retreated with interest.

Murong Yichuan hugged Wanruo tightly in his arms, so tight that Wanruo felt that it was difficult to breathe, but she didn't struggle, just silently let him hold it, and the air seemed to suddenly freeze half.

As if stretching out her little hand and gently wrapping around Murong Yichuan's neck, a pair of soft water with revealing eyes full of desire, she wanted to use her tenderness to melt the cold ice in Yichuan's eyes, "Yichuan; I will be with you until the end of our lives, and you must cheer up for me and the child. Didn't you say that you come here to accompany me every night, and you haven't come for seven or eight hours since last night, I'm so afraid that you will ignore me, so afraid. A scared word came out, crystal tears fell instantly, and the tears were like love and dependence, as well as the delicate enough to break the ice.

At this moment, in the face of Yingying tears, how could he not bring out Murong Yichuan's soft intestines, at this moment he is willing to forget all the qiqi, he just wants to hug her well, hurt her, and love her.

"I won't ignore you, never again, you see you crying again, my heart is messed up when I cry, I'm hungry, let's have breakfast." Murong Yichuan's voice was a little hoarse, and he wiped away tears with his warm palm.

The tears had been wiped away, as if tears had broken into laughter, "Well, let's start eating." ”

That smile was so vivid.

…… Anyway, I accidentally broke my foot, and it still hurts, ah