"Guest, the ...... Wake up, wake up, wake up......" The shopkeeper looked embarrassed and cautiously called out to the drunk guests who fell on the table. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The twilight drum has hit, it's time to close.

Seeing that the drunk man didn't react, the shopkeeper hesitated and stretched out his hand......

Suddenly, the person lying on the table got up suddenly, with a flushed face, glared at the shopkeeper, then smirked, lowered his head and began to kick the wine jar.

Bang –

Bang –

In a few clicks, the ground was full of debris.

Xiao Er was so frightened that he had already dodged to the side, what kind of bad luck did he meet two crazy people today, Chang'an has really become more and more chaotic recently, what kind of world......

Xiao Ping stared at the broken shirt and dagger on the table......

Hahaha –

Hahaha –

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It's been a long time since he's laughed so loud and wanton.

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I don't know when a graceful figure appeared in the store, standing next to her, she looked at Xiao Ping who was smiling with tears on her face, her heart was very uncomfortable, sadness came like a tide, and tears unconsciously flowed down her delicate cheeks.

"Xiao Lang, let's go home." She wiped away her tears and stepped forward to help him.

He staggered a few times, and pounced on her with the smell of alcohol, he held the face of the person who suddenly appeared next to him tightly, and stared carefully for a while, "It's you......"

"It's me," Chen Huan'er tried to get rid of his palm, "it's getting late, let's go back." ”

He hugged it into his arms and tightly strangled the person in his arms, with great force, "Huan'er, Huan'er......"

Xiao Ping, who had hardly spoken to her recently, hugged her so tightly, his strength was very strong, she was very uncomfortable, but she couldn't bear to push him away, she could feel his pain, he was like being kicked into a cold river, and he was thrashing in it.

She couldn't have felt more profound.

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She used all her strength to pull the half-drunk Xiao Ping into the carriage and helped her all the way to his yard.

Xiao Mansion, Xiao Ping's house.

Chen Huan'er staggered into the house and put him on the bed. Xiao Pingdrunk leaned against the bed pole, his eyes half-open. She gasped slightly, staring at him...... Confusion, sadness, and even despair filled his originally bright star-like eyes, and her heart twitched......

Tears rolled in her eyes, and she couldn't help but reach out to touch her handsome face, and couldn't help but hug it into her arms......

"Xiao Lang, Huan'er has always been there."

The eyelashes of the person buried in the soft arms trembled unconsciously, and there was only one string left in Xiao Ping's heart that wanted to break, making his spirit and body crumbling and on the verge of collapse. He slowly raised his hand and removed the delicate and soft skirt, and the girl's wonderful body poured out......

The kiss is like a black hole of great power, densely falling on her delicate condensation, every blow wants to swallow her, as if to suck her inch by inch into the black hole, where is his pain, unwillingness, there is no end to the road, he struggled into her body, determined to pull her into the mottled and uneven black hole in his heart, as if to tear her apart......

He was going to pull her into the mud and filth, and he wanted her to know that he wasn't the same person he used to be.

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on the bed.

A thin quilt was obliquely placed on the two of them, like a bond binding them together, and their sweat and tears blended.

Xiao Ping's deep eyes were empty for a long time, and finally slowly closed his eyes, and in his wide palm was a woman's delicate jade hand. He held it so lightly and lightly that the woman could pull her hand away with the slightest movement.

Consciously or unconsciously, he seems to be making her choose.

However, the woman did not move away, but spread her five fingers and grabbed him tightly.

His hands trembled slightly, and finally ...... The wide palm returns with strength.

"I'm left with you alone."

If you want to go to hell, go to hell together.

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Cui Zhai.

Flower Hall.

Lying on several cases weakly, she knocked her head with her fist from time to time, her face was flushed, and she was too drunk to be presentable.

"It's really time to quit drinking, you're so drunk, I don't think even hangover soup can save you." Cui Qi sat on the other side of several cases, drinking tea by himself.

"Everyone in the world says that Chang'an is good, why can't I feel it at all." Jing Ci's eyes were blank, and he muttered with a sideways face.

"Do you know how many innocent people died when Empress Wu seized power?" Cui Lu's tone was very light, and he told the past lightly, "The crown prince Li Hong was given death by his own mother, a pair of children of Empress Wei were killed, and my mother, Li Sanlang's mother, Xue Chongjian's father, and many ministers and innocent people, slaves and maids were killed, which can be described as a river of blood. This is the turmoil of the regime, whether it is the aristocracy, or the commoners, the lowly maids, they are deeply affected by it. Nowadays, compared to the past, it is a great luck to be able to settle down. ”

"So we have to resign ourselves to our fate?"

"We can only hope that the regime will be stable, that there will be no more repeated changes, and that the world will be stable."

"Huh!" She smiled wryly, "It's easier said than done. ”

"Isn't the Yang family pulling you in? Just do what you are told. Cui Luo smiled.

Jing was silent, although she promised her eldest sister to do her part, but ...... She didn't feel much about it, let alone the passion and drive to work hard for it. She didn't even know how to do it...... Whether it is good for the people and the world.

Xiao Ping has a sentence that is right, the Yang family and the Xiao family are nothing more than standing in different factions, if Princess Taiping takes power in the future, will the world be stable?

"I'm sleepy, can you lend me a room to sleep in?"

"Let's go, I'll take you." Cui Lu immediately got up when he heard the sound and stepped forward to support Jing Ci.

Cui's house is not big, the front yard and the back garden, the houses add up to ten fingers can be counted, and it doesn't take a few clicks to walk to the guest house.

"You are a rich man with a lot of money, how many farmhouses you can't afford to buy, and the house you live in is a little fart-sized." She put her arms around his shoulders and walked a little shaky.

"Alone, why do you want to make such a big deal?"

"But you'...... It's not like I'm saying, it's really unbelievable to you. You see, the brothel you run in Wenkang Fang is several times the size of this, not to mention the land you bought in the south of the city, and you can earn ...... money casually for the goods you export outside the customs."

"You know too much." Cui Lu's voice sank suddenly.

Jing Ci's dark eyes were hazy because of the smell of wine, she stared at him in a daze, and her footsteps followed, "You still want to kill me?" ”

He was silent.

After helping her into the inner room and putting her on the bed, Cui Qi looked at her seriously.

Cui Qi leaned his head forward a little, and the person sitting on the bed hid back a little. She stared at the person in front of her who was not very good-looking, and her palm couldn't help but tug at the robe, she had no way out, and her face was about to be close to her......

"Y-you, what are you doing......"

The distance between them was close enough to make out the subtle fluff on each other's faces.

The serious expression was affected by her slightly nervous voice, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he said quietly, "What do you say?" ”

She unconsciously lowered her eyes, refused to look at him, and felt that the other party continued to approach, she subconsciously pushed him with all her might, and he was unprepared, staggered a few steps back, and almost hit the wooden frame behind him.

Cui Qi stood up straight and didn't make any more movements, "My level of trust in your heart is really pitifully low," he said in a slightly helpless tone, then turned around and walked outside the house, "Sleep in peace." ”

The person on the bed snorted disdainfully, if he hadn't kept challenging her bottom line, she wouldn't have pushed him away.

She lay down on her head, and her sleepiness was lost by the fright she had just had.

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Jing Ci bit her lower lip lightly, in fact, she knew in her heart that if Cui Lu didn't trust her, how could she let her know so much, and how could she let her enter and leave Cui's house freely and take her in.