The man's iron words, like a storm, swept in her ears, as his excited breath slowly precipitated, and finally even her heart was lowered, and there was a subtle bitter smile at the corner of her mouth, which was more ugly than crying, but he hugged behind him, naturally he couldn't see it, if he saw it with his own eyes, he would definitely know that her mind was so bright that it made people tremble. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This night is white and windy, and the lights are brilliant, but the first time she wants to blend into the darkness, the first time she hates lies, the first time her heart is like a knife, and even hates her own cleverness.

She thought that by agreeing to marry him, she would be able to untie the mustard between the two and make him feel at ease, but she never thought that some things would rot in his deep heart, since when did they all change, thinking that they would do their best to remedy it, but they could never return to the past, trust, honesty, and drifting away between them.

He swore that letting her witness the alliance between the two countries for a hundred years was nothing more than to use her to disturb Bei Mo Ling's mood, and take the opportunity to pass through Xiliangguan, the oath promised a year ago was sincere, but Bei Mo Ling was still like a stinger stuck in his heart, taking root and sprouting, just ask the world, who can disturb Bei Mo Ling's iron-blooded heart, Qiu Sheng is naturally gambling in his heart!

Eight years of mutual care, childhood sweetheart, but I never thought that you would use me!

Zhen Yue hid all her emotions, and when she left the big tent, she was exhausted and even felt exhausted, as if the road ahead was vague, which made her panic.

After Zhen Yue left, Helian, the commander of the Seventh Division of the Tiexiao Legion, entered the camp tent.

"Prince, please take a look."

Helian was dressed lightly, and his hands were served with urgent information.

Qiu Sheng didn't know what he was thinking, the flickering candle flame was reflected in his black eyes, as heavy as night ink, and after a long time, he took the military report without hurry, and his face had returned to normal.

After reading the military report sent by Xiping, he sat down in the first seat and said slowly: "Let's send troops tomorrow." ”

"Tomorrow?" Helian was puzzled: "According to the original plan, Xitan will annihilate all the military horses brought by Su Yi, and our army hidden in the mountains and mountains will attack again to recover Xiping!" ”

Helian thought of another thing, weighed it for a moment, and said: "If it weren't for the Praetorian Guards and Volunteers who appeared in the sky, Su Yi would have died according to the plan, and we wouldn't have to delay it until now!" ”

Qiu Sheng looked over calmly, and an invisible oppression made Helian lower his head and swallow the doubts in his heart.

"That's fine." After a long time, a deep voice came slowly, Qiu Sheng raised his head, and his tone was calm: "The sky will not kill him, and it is to send troops to solve the difficulty." ”

"Think twice! This is an excellent opportunity to get rid of the king of Huainan, as soon as Su Yi dies, the king of Huainan will have no support, and he will become a dog ...... that barks and does not bite. ”

"Helian!" Qiu Sheng called in a low voice, full of majesty, making people dare not overstep, "I have my own measure!" Do you want me to say it again! ”

Helian didn't dare to be rude anymore, and gave up his orders, so he withdrew from the big tent and rushed to Xiping overnight.

Inside the large tent, the ice turned into water, and there was silence, but the air was dull.

Qiu Sheng stared at the windblown curtain, silent for a long time, and there was a dim light around him, but it seemed to cover a layer of dark clouds.

The years of forbearance had made him learn to hide, and he seemed to see Zhen Yue's bland expression when he left, with her intelligence, when could she detect his true use? Will you get angry again? But he still felt in his heart that no matter how he deceived, she would always choose to forgive, and although she was angry, she would still forgive him as before in the end, despite the black order eight years ago, Nian Xia's death, and the incident of Xiang Lao Wang and Wang Ping.

Thinking about it, it must be the same this time, but for some reason, he still felt a little panicked.

The sun is in the sky, and there are no clouds.

Outside Xiliang Pass, it is desolate and vast, the grass and trees are verdant, the loess covers the eyes, there is only one simple to dilapidated tea shop, and all the soldiers in regular clothes are within ten miles, and the people and horses of Dongtan and Beiying are standing on one side, and the atmosphere is highly tense.

The proprietress of the tea shop is a Xinu man in her fifties, and there are few guests in the tea shop all year round, but she didn't want to come a few people in recent days, so she was frightened and scared, and prepared the wine and food early, so she hid.

In the 70th year of Zongming, the third day of the seventh month, it was an ordinary day, but it was a day when the rulers of the two countries met.

Zhen Yue didn't sleep all night, and left the camp early, when the sky was not clear, the maid who bought it from somewhere prepared a splendid dress for her, jasper and phoenix hairpin, she didn't look at it, and even vaguely angry.

When Qiu Sheng saw Zhen Yue coming, she was only wearing an ordinary outfit, not wearing the gorgeous clothes carefully prepared for her, her expression was slightly stunned, and she didn't have too much emotion.

Looking at the teahouse in front of her, Zhen Yue's mind was heavy, and when she stepped into the threshold, she was about to meet Bei Moling again, the invisible sword light and sword shadow! It made her feel a little stunned.

The small tea house hall can be described as simple, the magnates of the two countries sit on one side, and several protective generals wait at their sides, looking in all directions, listening to all directions, if they see that the situation is not good, they will pour out of the nest.

The air is depressed, and the whole body is moved at the slightest moment, and the surface is calm, but I don't know how many people are sweating in the dark.

From the time she walked into the hall to the time she sat down, Zhen Yue's hand was held by Qiu Sheng a little stubbornly, and she tried her best to break free several times, but to no avail, and finally had to give up.

From beginning to end, she didn't look up at the other side, but the ubiquitous oppression couldn't ignore the arrogance of that person.

There is a mellow fragrant wine on the geometric case on the two sides, and from time to time someone comes over to refill them, Beimo Ling falls on one side, wearing a black robe, handsome and handsome, like a god, and even the perennial hidden left remnant also appears beside him, I have to say that today's wind and grass can flow into a river of blood.

Qiu Sheng's blue robe on the other side was extraordinary, handsome and extraordinary, with an elegant rhyme of white jade breeze, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had nothing to pinch the woman's palm, tenderness and vein, regardless of what occasion it was today.

"King Ling's talent is known to the world, and I don't go around in circles with King Ling, nor do I pretend to greet him, this is the condition I gave, please take a look."

Qiu Sheng waved his wrist lightly, and Chen Heng, who was waiting beside him, hurriedly stepped forward, holding the terms prepared in advance, and took two steps, because of the man's ubiquitous arrogance, he was afraid, and finally understood why the world was afraid of King Yu Moling.

Before he got close, Chen Heng was stopped by Zuo Remnant, who took the prepared terms, retreated, and presented them to the master sitting on the cool cattail.

Bei Mo Ling took it casually, and did not rush to review it, but put it aside, if no one tasted the wine, the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling, which was difficult to understand.

The elegant hall was silent in vain, only the sound of slow breathing, everyone had different thoughts, looking at flowers in the fog, it was clear that today was to negotiate the alliance, but the other party was idle, as if he was here to drink and play.

I don't know how long it took, the atmosphere was vaguely gloomy, even if Zhen Yue felt embarrassed this time, she still raised her eyebrows slightly, and saw that Bei Moling seemed to be aware of her gaze, and suddenly looked at her, so that she had nowhere to hide.

I haven't seen him for a year, the years don't seem to have left too many traces on his face, the still handsome people are angry, his eyes are sharp and domineering, the man's gaze slowly falls on the hand she and Qiu Sheng are holding together, the corners of his mouth sneer in vain, a touch of coldness, making Zhen Yue inexplicably feel that her palms are hot and her heart is empty, but soon she stabilized her mind.