"When the little prince and the fourth lady visited the garden, they suddenly remembered the girl of Allure, and I don't know which one said that the girl of Allure came to the capital of Beiyue to dedicate herself to the prince, and the prince was very interested after hearing about it, so he asked the fourth lady where the girl of the Allure City was, and there was a vacant room in the palace that was short of people...... "Yinlan talked about it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Night fell into the city's eyes, although his face did not change much, his hands clenched his sleeves tightly until his joints turned white.

Qingge turned his head and glanced at Yin Liangsha, "What do you have a good idea?" ”

Yin Liangsha frowned and said, "With the two of us here, I don't want to hand over Allure to Beiyue Ming, and I don't dare to force it, but Beiyue Ming has always hated you, and I may not let you go easily this time." ”

"Don't let me go? By him? ”

Qingge sneered, "Yinlan, you go and tell Beiyue Ming that Nightfall City is my person, and he has already lived in Fengyue Pavilion." ”

Yinlan nodded and left quietly, closing the door of Weihe as he left.

"Qingge, wouldn't this be bad?"

Yin Liangsha frowned, she is the most unruly person among the women, but she is also a princess, and she has known Beiyue Ming for more than ten years, what virtue Beiyue Ming has, she still knows, Qingge blatantly brushed his face like this, he will definitely not forgive.

"The person I want to shelter, don't say that a Beiyue Ming is coming, even if he comes, I won't give it."

Hearing this, the night fell into the city raised her eyes, there seemed to be a gorgeous streamer blooming in her eyes, she looked at the girl who was close at hand, the girl's face was like frost, the corners of her mouth were smiling, the corners of her eyebrows and the tips of her eyes were all flying figures, proud, frivolous, incomprehensible, and the sun and moon were overshadowed.

Many years later, the night fell into the city and forgot the country, forgot the home, forgot how to kill people, but could not forget the girl who talked and laughed rampantly in the cold winter.

Whether it was Yin Liangsha, or Light Song, or Night Fall City, they all thought that Beiyue Ming would be furious, but when Beiyue Ming heard Yinlan's words, not only was he not angry, but he was calm as usual.

He was followed by Yexue, and behind him were the minions and maids, walking all the way, trampling all the way.

This is the tail of autumn.

Beiyue looked at Yinlan's departing figure, and her dark and deep pupils hid emotions that others couldn't guess and couldn't see.

Night Light Song refuses to hand over the Night Fall City......

Is she jealous?

Beiyue Ming smiled contemptuously, this woman really couldn't escape from the palm of his hand, whether it was a waste or not, to him, it was still the same.

Qingge hadn't thought about this, maybe she hadn't thought that Beiyue Ming could be narcissistic and arrogant to this extent.

Fantastic.

Colosseum, dungeon.

The sound of coughing came from a palace, and a stunning woman in a gauze robe walked in, and in the endless darkness, a wicked and unscrupulous man sat on the throne, his purple robe lined with his noble Qinghua, and a pair of narrow phoenix eyes narrowed openly, as if there was a murderous leak.

"You're here?" The Immortal turned his head to look at the Darkness.

"How can I not come to see you when I come to Beiyue."

Halfway through speaking, the dark ghost coughed violently, he hunched his body, his mouth was stained with black blood, the cloak was huge, although he couldn't see his eyebrows clearly, but he could vaguely see that the white skin was like a blood ghost, and the woman in the gauze clothes caressed the back of the dark in distress, and stopped talking, as if she was enduring something.

Shen Qianjue didn't seem to care about Shen You, "It seems that I haven't seen you for three years, and you won't live long." ”

"yes, three years." Gloom smiled bitterly.

"The night family is coming, the Four Dynasties Conference is approaching, and the Northern Moon is lively." The Path of the Dead.

"You're pushing the night song down a dead end." Gloomy eyes.

Shen Qianjue sneered, "It's not me, it's our ......"

The dark lips pursed tightly, and the fire swayed in his eyes.

In the middle of the night, the ghost knocked at the door, and the bones were piled up into a mountain, and the flesh and blood built the wall.

No one wants to kill, but you have to learn to kill without being killed.

In recent days, Ye Jingjing has always run to Mofu, and Mo Xie has taken Ye Jingjing and his little mouse to play around, and the two of them are a mouse, but they are also at ease.

The next day is the clan comparison, the atmosphere of the night house is weird, and everyone in the house has different thoughts.

At night, Yin Liangsha sat on the threshold, holding his face with his hands, pouting, his eyes were full of complaints, and he didn't know that he thought that this was a concubine who was locked up in the cold palace and was not favored.

Night Fall City played the guqin in the pavilion not far away, the sound of the piano was faint, sometimes tears, sometimes passionate.

Qingge walked out of the inner room, and the ink-colored robe dragged to the ground, like a black mandala, blooming for a season.

In the morning, Beilinghai sent someone to send a guqin, saying that it was the fifth imperial queen who had used the qin, named Fuxi, at that time, the night of the city was with her, she saw the eyes of the twinkle of wisdom and asked only to know that the night of the city had also secretly learned the guqin, so she gave the qin to her.

Xu is a matter of talent, and the night fall city and this Fuxiqin are inexplicably compatible.

His gaze retracted, falling on Yin Liangsha's body, Qingge bent down slightly, his long hair was on his shoulders, and his slender fingers flicked lightly on Yin Liangsha's head, and he quipped: "Who bullied our Chaoyang princess, her face is so stinky, compared to the thatched house." ”

Yin Liangsha pursed his lips and looked at Qingge complainingly, "You are the worst, you even compare me with the thatched house." ”

Laughing softly.

"Light song."

Yin Liangsha became serious.

"Huh?"

"Liang Fu, that slut went to join the army." Yin Liangsha buried his face in his legs.

“……”

In the morning, Liang Fu suddenly climbed over the wall into Fengyue Pavilion, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, Yin Liangsha saw Liang Fu and immediately grabbed his whip, Liang Fu walked towards her, Yin Liangsha stepped back, and said, I will be polite if you come over again.

Liang Fu was indifferent, and Yin Liangsha saw that he was pressing step by step, and really threw two whips over.

With her strength, these two whips are considered light, as long as those who have a heart can dodge them.

Liang Fu is also an elm head, impartial, the whip hit him hard in the face, blood immediately splashed out, Yin Liangsha was stunned, Liang Fu stepped forward and hugged Yin Liangsha, extremely hard.

Yin Liangsha came back to his senses and wanted to struggle.

Liang Fu's chin rested on her shoulder socket, and when she spoke, the heat sprayed in her ears, "I'm leaving in the afternoon, I'm going to join the army, Chaoyang, you wait for me, wait for me to be a general, and marry you back in style." ”

What kind of-

Yin Liang retorted in a moment.

Liang Fu's face was covered with blood, but his smile was comparable to the rising sun, "One day, I will write your name Yin Liangsha in my Liang family's family name." ”

Yin Liangsha was stunned, but the suave young man left laughing.

"That idiot." Yin Liangsha said angrily: "I don't know anything, my talent is mediocre, my cultivation on weekdays is also fishing in troubled waters, I haven't learned anything about martial arts and arranging troops, and I want to be a general, I think he is too comfortable to be a son of the world, and he wants to die." ”

As soon as he raised his head, Yin Liangsha's eyes were full of worry, as if tears were gushing out at any time.

"But Qingge, will he die?"

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