He got up and put down the person in his arms, tore off the curtain, and hid the two in the tent, and then said to all the people outside who bowed their heads: "Big brother, immediately bring the sea of clouds to see the king." In addition, what I just saw can only rot to death in my heart. Do you all understand? ”

He didn't say anything serious, for example, what would he do if the news leaked out of this matter, and his voice was as steady as a calm lake, but everyone saw him pull the tent for a moment, and the green tendons burst slightly on the back of his hand.

Liu Wen and Liu Ju glanced at each other, and they both saw in each other's eyes that they had never been surprised and complicated before. Shi Ruoyan clasped her hands and frowned. Huo Guang's eyes swept over her, and a strange smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

"Xin'er, come with me, I'll take you out of here."

Under the moonlight, the flowers are like hail, like dew and mist, like a dream.

She stared at the man in front of her who was smiling like a breeze, bit her lip and smiled, nodded, and happily slowly stretched out her hand and put her hand into the gentle palm he handed over.

The stars in the sky are falling, the grass is green, look ahead, it is a cliff under the stars and moon, the cliff is deep and steep, once it falls, it will be shattered.

But she was not afraid, let him pull it, his palm was as warm as tea, warm to the bottom of her heart. She leaped with joy and rejoiced, and he led her way forward.

However, he suddenly stopped and looked ahead, and there was a mist rising in his eyes, as if he was staring at something.

She was stunned, and when she looked, she saw that there were two more people on the edge of the cliff at some point.

A man and a woman, the man's robe is like ink, and the woman's skirt is green.

Under the moon, the two stood side by side, one was a stunning city, and the other was a stone like jade.

The man beside her abruptly let go of her hand and walked towards the beautiful woman.

She was startled and blurted out: "Man Qian, don't go!" ”

Dressed in white, the hem of his robe bulging slightly in the wind, he seemed to be deaf until he walked to the woman's side.

She wanted to chase him, but saw the man in ink with his eyebrows slanted and approaching her wickedly.

She was startled and staggered backwards. With a look of conquest, he approached her step by step, until she had a pain in the back and crashed into a tree. She looked at him in horror, but the man smiled slightly, his sleeve robe slightly raised, and slowly stretched out his hand to her.

She squeezed her hands so hard that she didn't touch him. He laughed even more wickedly, and suddenly Meng Langdi took her hand and wrapped it tightly.

She was confused, overwhelmed, only to see a short sword slip out of his other sleeve. She subconsciously looked to the ground, only to see four corpses lying on the ground, staining the grass red with blood.

Although those corpses were blurred with flesh and blood, there was a spirit on her body, but she seemed to know who they were, it was her father and brother!

Her heart felt like she had been poked by something, and the dull pain was abnormal.

She screamed in shock and sat up.

The blurred focal length slowly condensed into an image, and Zhao Xing stared at him in horror.

This is not a cliff under the moon.

Around, the half-hanging gauze tent, the elegant and clumsy tables and chairs outside the tent, the incense burner, the small couch, the dresser, this is in a delicate house. The afterglow of her eyes slowly gathered, and she heard a gentle cough, although she was frightened, her eyes no longer dared to avoid, and slowly returned to the face of the man in front of her who was looking at her with slightly squinted eyes.

"Whose name were you calling in your dream?"

The man's face was calm, but his voice was a little cold, and he was gently playing with a pinch of something in his hand.

Zhao Xing was shocked, and all the hard work seemed to be surging above his head in an instant. ! That's her hair.

The bun on his head has been scattered, and his long black hair has fallen halfway.

Zhao Xing's scalp was numb, and she had a strong urge to pull her hair back from this person's hand, cover her head with a quilt, and go back to sleep.

But it was only as if he saw a sign erected behind him, with eight big characters written "Confess leniently, resist strictly".

But how could she confess Zhang Manqian? She knew he must not have heard clearly, otherwise he would have asked more than that! I don't know if she still said anything that shouldn't be said, if she poked out the matter of Yang Cheng's family......

Pity her little liver that was stabbed by Princess Loulan, and she still tossed and turned, thinking about it.

She decided to kick the ball back to him without fear of death, and only asked: "Taishi, since it is a dream, how does Weichen know what he said?" If the master knows, please also inform Weichen one or two. ”

"You're calling the king's name."

The "Taishi" in her mouth, Liu Qu, replied quite unashamedly.

Zhao Xing, when he heard it, he really wanted to spray blood on his face.

This open-eyed nonsense can be said to such a realm, except for her father in this world, she really hasn't seen a second one.

She couldn't let it go, and sighed in a low voice, "Weichen's mind has been hidden again and again, but it is still known by the Taishi." ”

After she said that, seeing that Liu Qu had a trace of sarcasm in his eyes, she chuckled, "It turns out that you have already thought about this king." ”

His gaze startled her, but his words panicked her. She subconsciously stepped back, slamming into the bed and slamming into the board, hurting hard.

Liu Qu sneered slightly, but didn't say anything, reached out and touched her head.

Zhao Xing was in pain and didn't dare to move again. Resisting people's kindness, people are unhappy, and they can take off her head at any time.

But the truth is, it's not you who don't think anything happened.

"Why do women dress up as men to test for fame? Who the hell are you? For the first time since the founding of the country, do you want to die? ”

He withdrew his hand coldly, looked at her, and finally opened his mouth without hesitation, but his eyes were cold and murderous.

This is not aggressive, but the attitude of decisiveness and not laughter only made Zhao Xing tremble slightly.

Her teeth collided, and she wanted to be bad, this question was really unanswerable. She must have been in a coma for several days, and in these few days, he must have sent someone to check her Zhang Anshi's identity. I'm afraid that he has already checked her before and after he sealed her, but he couldn't find out anything at that time - after all, it must have been carefully arranged by her father to let her escape from the world, and Du Ling has her complete life.

But Zhang Anshi is a man, but she is a woman, and her identity has become completely fake.

He must have searched everyone in her house.

Jingyun and the others really didn't know where she came from, and they couldn't find out anything. Qingfeng is the character of "Lao Tzu can do whatever he likes, and he won't say it if he doesn't like to be killed", not to mention that if he confesses her identity, she will definitely die, and he will not say it.

Now it's up to her to respond.

But how could she answer? Except for Yang Cheng Zhaoxin, she can't deal with it as a woman at all.

There is no place for her life. Do you want to die and say that you are a soul? No, no, no, think about Concubine Xiang, this death is estimated to be even worse.

But if she doesn't tell her identity, can Liu Qu be able to think that she doesn't harbor evil intentions?

What should she do?

At this time, there is simply no way to fight wits and strength. What to do?

"Weichen ......" she smiled bitterly, so anxious that the wounds cracked. She slowly covered her heart, and there was a slight **** in her hand. She looked down and saw blood seeping through her tightly wrapped inner garment......

She secretly looked at Liu, and along the bed, his eyes were indistinguishable, but his eyebrows were cold and indifferent.

She was in a bit of pain, but she was comforted, but it was good, she didn't have to answer for the time being.

However, since she was a child, she was also cared for and raised, and she gradually couldn't bear the pain, and sweat slowly soaked her forehead. She frowned and looked at Liu pleadingly, wanting him to do something, give her medicine or do some healing.

I saw that he was still sitting coldly, but his eyes were a little darker. Liu Qushi is a boring and indifferent man, but he likes to laugh sometimes.

She thought so, and suddenly, with a groan of difficulty, clutched her wound tightly...... He bent over in pain, and couldn't help but smile bitterly again. I wondered if she could die like this and die on this bed if she didn't tell him an answer that he was satisfied with. But suddenly I heard Liu go to speak.

"Five years ago, your approach and kindness to me were also deliberate, wasn't it? You'll know who I am. ”

Five years ago...... Zhao Xing was startled and looked up, but saw Liu Qu's tall body leaning forward slightly, staring at her tightly, and a fierce feeling was fiercely pressed deep in the pupils.

It seemed that if she answered not to his liking, she would surely die. Her heart was shocked, but she couldn't imagine how she had seen him five years ago.

She doesn't want to die!

He kissed her.

She is now disguised as a man to defy the law, and when she wakes up, she is not in the secret room of the cell, it is no one else, it is he himself who is interrogating her.

***

After two days of work, I will be busier, get up at five o'clock in the morning, run, wash, make breakfast, get ready to take the bus for more than an hour to go to work, get off work at five o'clock in the evening and do more than an hour of bus back, and then walk, eat, wash white~ Shanghai stays, time is wasted on the bus and subway, haha. Good night