[51] The prosperity is over, and the king is walking
Yu Yan's teeth suddenly itched, and she shook off Nian'en's hand and complained, "What is it for me again?" He has so many delicate ......"
"!" Nian En shook his head helplessly, and when he turned his head, it happened that a group of people from Yu Lixiao were coming out of the corner, and such a conversation undoubtedly fell into his ears again.
Everything in the world is mutually reinforcing, Yu Yan feels that Yu Lixiao is her nemesis, otherwise why would he appear as soon as she said something bad?
"Xiao Yan'er had better hurry up, otherwise this king will make you hard." His cold voice came, and the people around him couldn't help but shiver, and only the dead would be hard!
Yu Yan stubbornly followed, following behind him with low eyebrows.
The wheelchair-pushing guard Kong Wu was powerful, and her long legs were so fast that she could barely keep up with them. The four concubines each got into their own carriage, Yu Yan is not a princess anymore, if she doesn't take his carriage, she really has to walk back by herself!
Chen Yao personally came over to lay out the futon for him, put the tea stove, and when he went down, he took a deep look at Yu Yan, and a trace of complicated light slipped through his pupils.
Yu Yan said in her heart, you are the first beauty in Yu Lixiao's heart, do you still eat my jealousy? Just as she was laughing, the carriage suddenly began to run forward, and she was unsteady, and the man threw herself forward......
The little tea stove is burning! If the boiling water spills out, she will be miserable!
The wind flashed in front of him, and the dark blue brocade sleeves waved over, moving the tea stove that had almost collapsed, and Yu Yan smashed it into his arms accurately.
This is the serious hard bang! She knocked her teeth so badly!
She looked up in a panic, and when she met his gaze, she quickly turned away again, staring at the corner of the carriage, please forgive her, he is so ugly!
He also immediately pushed her away, and when he snorted coldly, the disgust was obvious.
Look, obviously disgusted with her, why do you want to make her dangle in front of you? Is this the legendary masochism?
The convoy was mighty and traveled through the mountain roads in the night wind.
He had been reading, and the carriage was so quiet that she gently opened the curtain with her little finger and looked out.
Yun Qin was in front, his back was straight, his wide sleeves were fierce in the wind, and the long emerald golden mandarin duck tassels on his saber were new, replacing the one she had originally made for him.
She was a little sad, and the last time she saw him, he was still wearing a tiger tasseled pendant she made.
Who else can compare to Yun Qin? His kindness, his gentleness, and his care are all things she remembers in her heart, and it's just that such a little memory can warm her heart.
"The eyeballs are gone, and it's not yours."
He spoke suddenly, cold and haughty.
Yu Yan looked back at him, his hands compared to his face, it would make people feel half fairyland, half hell. These hands are so beautiful, who would have thought that these palms with distinct bones could make the bow and arrow hit every shot, and it could also make his moon slashing knife clothe?
It's just that it's too ugly now - Yu Yan despises herself in her heart for judging people by her appearance, but fortunately, his delicate people don't dislike it, she admires them, and she can still call them so cheerful......
"Pour the wine." He lifted his eyelids and flipped a page of the book with his long fingers.
Yu Yan poured a glass of liquor and held it in front of him, "Lord Wang, please use it." ”
He looked up and stared into her eyes.