Chang'an's heart shrunk, and her feelings trembled up and down with the couple in the story. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info I don't know why, I know that this "donkey is still in the court", it's just making up stories to deceive yourself. After all, he is a modern man and it simply does not matter why the princess prince. Could it be that he has also crossed over like himself. But I don't know why, the story of this young man is like a magnet, so deeply attracted her, touching her breath and heartbeat.

Later, when the man's battlefield was met with an ambush and almost all his troops were destroyed, he survived by thinking of the princess and his belief in going back to see her and telling her his love. He tricked his way into the enemy camp, and then when the enemy country was defenseless, he cooperated with his subordinates inside and outside, attacked inside and outside, and finally won a complete victory.

But when he returned to the court, he found that his princess had been sent to marry by the emperor. And he has already become the legendary dead man.

He didn't care about receiving merit and asking for rewards, and he didn't have time to question the emperor's untrustworthy words, and he ran thousands of miles to rescue the princess, which was his only belief at that time. He hated his sluggishness, why it took him three years to find out his feelings, and if he had married the princess earlier, he would not have ended up in such a situation. ”

Fu Huan's typing hand trembled a little, and there was a light flashing in his eyes. Every time he reminisces about the past, it always makes him feel painful, but he can't control himself from remembering. Even, in the dark, there is a power that makes him feel like a fish in his throat, not vomiting or unhappy.

Chang'an, on the other side of the glass, has already burst into tears. The princess in the story is considered to be in sympathy with herself, she is happy, and she has a general who loves her deeply; She is also happy, with a cousin who has the posture of a patron saint.

Perhaps, what he said was only a few words, and he was not so detailed, but in Chang'an's opinion, through the lines, she felt such a scene.

Fu Huan had an impulse, and immediately walked into the training room, hugged her into his arms, and wiped away her tears. But I endured it and endured it, and I still continued to enter. "No matter how hard the man tried to catch up, even if he risked his head and unwittingly mobilized his men, thinking that he would be able to snatch back the princess without fail, but fate is so fond of jokes. The Khan of the enemy country, who was originally greatly injured, drove his own expedition and used the princess as bait to force him to surrender. And here, the deputy general who followed the battlefield turned out to be the emperor's meticulous work, and he turned against him, claiming that he collaborated with the enemy and committed treason.

The cruel words of 'beheading, raiding the house, and the clansmen sitting together' smashed on his heart like a hammer. It turned out that the one on the throne had long been dissatisfied with his family, and this elaborate trap was just a reason for what he had done. Trapped internally and externally, the sky is falling apart, he has no reason, and he is desperately killing and killing towards the bright red shadow! I just want to ask, are my feelings actually used as a bargaining chip against myself? At that time, there was only a red in his eyes, the scarlet of blood, the crimson of the wedding dress, and his eyes were full of sorrow.

He had been hit by several arrows in his back, and he had several knives on his body, large and small, but he seemed unconscious, and jumped to her side and grabbed her arm. The blood on his hands instantly stained her delicate white palms and complicated wedding dress, and he did not hesitate to ask viciously: 'Why? Tell me why! His voice was hoarse and his face was hideous, like a demon from hell.

She seemed stunned, and then suddenly leaped forward and threw herself at him from the throne that had been on his throne. She has always been demure and reserved, why is she so active at the moment? He was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously caught her. He thought, perhaps, none of this had anything to do with her, this hug instantly neutralized all suspicion and anger.

Then, with a pain in his chest, he looked up in rage, and the enemy khan held the spear in his hand, piercing through the chests of the two men embracing. At this time, the murderer's eyes widened in disbelief, and his hand holding the barrel of the gun trembled slightly.

It was this trembling that brought bursts of bone-crushing pain that made the woman who had fainted from pain open her eyes again and looked up at him, her eyes close at hand were crystal clear, without the slightest filth and vulgarity. 'I'm sorry......,' she began, silently.

At that moment, tears welled up in his eyes from the man's eyes, who had never flicked. At that moment, he had never been convinced that she was innocent. They are both fallen people at the end of the world. At that moment, he had never wanted anything but desired, and it would be nice if he could exchange his life for her life. ”

After the story was told, Fu Huan was silent for a long time. And Chang'an has long since changed from sobbing to choking. The people in the training room secretly looked at her, wondering if she was out of love or if something was wrong at home.

"Are you going to tell me you're the man? I believe. Chang'an replied. Such deep emotions, such real details, if you don't experience them yourself, you can't appreciate them, even if it's in a dream.

Since coming to this world, it is the first time that Chang'an has cried

It's hearty. There was no moment when she wanted to see her cousin more than now, she wanted to be sure of his safety, she wanted to throw herself into his arms, and tell her anxiety and longing. Go to his conferral or not, and go to his Derong Gong.

Maybe it's because she's been alone for a long time, she's used to suppressing her emotions, and she's used to being introverted and reserved. But at this time, only tears can vent the pain and sorrow of the past few days. Buried his head, curled himself up in the safest position, his shoulders trembling slightly.

For a long time, it was not until she was tired of crying, calmed down, and raised her head, that she found that mineral water and dry towels were placed around her at some point. There was a note pressed under the water bottle: "Cry, when you are done venting your sorrow, you must laugh happily." What you think and think will definitely come true, and it is not far away. ”

The vague comfort should not even be able to figure out the reason for her crying, but the kindness and encouragement in it also made her quite warm. She looked up inquiringly, only to find that the training room had been empty for some time.

Wiping her tear-drenched cheeks, she resumed the movements she had just been taught by her dance instructor. In fact, for her, who has learned Ni Shang and Hu Xuan from her master, these dance movements are not complicated, but for the ancients with serious feudal and conservative thoughts, Hu Xuan Dance is already an acceptable bottom line.

In modern dance, those movements that are quite ambiguous and seductive always seem twisted and twisted when she does them. At first, the dance instructor was amazed by the flexibility and coordination of her body, but later it turned out that she was one of the most difficult "students" to teach.

When everyone has made great progress, even the stiffest boys can dance a large section of hip-hop dance in style, and her level is still spinning in place.