It's really like having it, Princess Purple Peach thought silently in her heart, listening to the sound of breathing in her ears, her heart was pounding, she didn't know why her heart was beating so fast, she took a deep breath, wanted to suppress this beating in her heart, and kept holding back, holding back. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Her whole body began to be a little hot, her heartbeat was not under her control at all, why did she have such a feeling, she wanted to suppress her feelings, but there was no way to suppress this feeling of herself. His body is so uncontrollable, but his mind is very sober, and he knows that he can't be tempted by this person, and he can't do the slightest bit of true feelings to this person.

He is not the person in his heart at all, and he is not the person above his heart at all. This piece of his heart is destined to be disappointed.

Sikong Yi sat next to the table, looking at the purple peach princess who was covering her hijab in front of her, and watched her sit quietly, her chest rising and falling slightly with her breathing. He then looked at the location of the door, looking at the door in a daze. He was waiting for the sky to slowly fade away, and he was waiting.

Waiting...... Waiting......

"Princess Purple Peach, I'm sorry." Sikong Yi let out a sound, got up and walked in front of her, picked up the corner of the hijab with his index finger, and slowly lifted it.

The red hijab was lifted, and Princess Peach's face was slowly revealing little by little, with a delicate chin, pink lips like cherry blossoms, and a straight nose bridge...... Gradually, it was revealed.

Princess Purple Peach painted with delicate peach blossom makeup, which looks very delicate, highlighting the girl's shyness and a trace of weakness that is not strong in the cool breeze. Except, her eyes are very tangled, and the shadows are full of entanglements.

"I'm sorry." Sikong Yi said, and took out the knife hidden in his sleeve, comparing it to Princess Purple Peach.

"Why?" Princess Purple Peach didn't dodge, she asked, wanting to know what the reason was, she knew that this wedding was actually a conspiracy to hide the eyes of the world, but she wanted to know why, it would cause such a situation.

After asking, she found that she was not interested in what kind of result it was, she had already planned, no matter what the result was, she would accept it, or rather, no matter what the result was, it didn't matter to her.

In this war, she lost, really lost. In this **** war, Princess Purple Peach has already lost, but she is still a little ......

"Sikong Yi, this palace asks you, have you ever had some feelings for me?" Princess Purple Peach asked, but she didn't hold out any hope for Sikong Yi's answer.

He closed his eyes, and a tear crossed the corner of his eye, and his chin was drawn, with the rouge on his face.

"The weeping poplars blow the green water, shaking the east wind year.

The flowers are bright and jade, and the leaves are warm and the golden windows are smoking.

The beauty thought for a long time, and was sad about it.

Climb the strip and fold the spring, and send it far away in front of the dragon court. ”

Spring is coming, the weeping poplar ripples in the white clouds and green water, and its beautiful branches flutter with the spring breeze, so delicate. It is a vibrant spring here, and the flowers are competing to bloom, but the Yuguan border plug is full of ice and snow at this time, and the beauties will feel melancholy whenever they think of these. She leaned alone in front of the golden window, watching Ye Nuan smoke empty, and her heart was even more infinitely sad. She often felt a sense of desolation in her heart when she faced this scene. I really want to climb the wicker and send it to the dragon city where the lover is located, so that he can understand her lovesickness.

There were bursts of ballads in the distance, and the ballads pointed to that one's long grievances and delicate emotions, and when I heard it, I knew that it was from Dayan's side.

The food on the wedding banquet has been changed several times, and the guests have no intention of pushing it down, they are still chatting happily and so on, waiting for when, the groom's kaolin flower Sikong Yi will appear, they can wait all the time, waiting for Sikong Yi to come out.

"You say, why hasn't Sikong Yi come out yet? Could it be that it was the newlywed Yan'er, so I couldn't help it for a while......" someone said, and then there was a long laugh.

"That's about it."

"After all, Princess Purple Peach is also a good-looking and extraordinary princess."

"Then let's leave after drinking this round, it seems that we won't see Sikong Yi tonight, and we'll see you again tomorrow when we are in the single chao."

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"After drinking this round, are you really ready to leave? Isn't it too bad, finally waiting for me to come out. Sikong Yi's voice sounded, he held a glass of wine in his right hand, and his left hand was behind his back, toasting with everyone.

"Hiccup~~~" Someone gave a big wine burp and stretched out his hand to line Sikong Yi's shoulder, "General Sikong, we will go back early today, so we won't have to delay you, lest you ...... Hey, hey, hey, let's go back first. After speaking, he patted Sikong Yi's shoulder vigorously and said.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to go back tonight." Sikong Yi reached out to hug this person and stretched out his left hand, which had been behind his back. Holding a knife in his left hand, he wiped his neck directly.

The man slowly softened, and blood spurted out like a waterfall.

"Everyone here, why don't you all stay." As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and many men in armor stood up, weapons in their hands, and carried out the slaughter.

"The head of Chang'an City is white and black, and the night flies to Yanqiu Gate.

He pecked at the big house again, and the officials at the bottom of the house walked away to avoid Hu.

The golden whip was broken and nine horses died, and flesh and blood could not gallop together.

Under the waist Bao Jue green coral, poor Wang Sun weeping at the corner of the road.

He refused to say his name, but he was a slave in his hardship.

It has been a hundred days of thorns, and there is no skin on the body.

The descendants of Emperor Gao are all as good as they are, and the dragon species is different from ordinary people.

The jackal is in the yi, the dragon is in the wild, and the king and grandson are good at protecting the golden body.

I don't dare to speak for a long time, and I am the king and grandson.

Last night, the east wind blew bloody, and the east came to fill the old capital.

Shuo Fang athletes are good at skills, how brave and sharp in the past and how foolish are now.

It was rumored that the Son of Heaven had passed on the throne, and Shengde served the north and the south.

Please be ashamed of the face of the flower gate, and be careful not to snipe others.

Sadly, the king and grandson should not be neglected, and the good atmosphere of Wuling is always there. ”

The ballad of "Mourning for the King and Sun" sounded, spread to the Sikong Marquis' Mansion, and reached the ears of the people who were slaughtered, and what happened to them at the moment was very close, very vivid, this is like the ballad they sang before they died.

On one side, the band was playing the song of the wedding feast, muffling the sound of killing in the cheerful voice.

This night is destined to be unpeaceful. This night is destined to be blood-red when I look back on it in the future.

Sitting at the wedding banquet above, Sikong Yi reached out and held a glass of wine, drank it in small sips, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth. (To be continued.) )