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The scenery on the shore of Mingya Lake is beautiful, from time to time there are egrets fluttering on the water surface, fluttering a few times and then flying away in a hurry, bringing up a large piece of water droplets, crystal clear.

The man raised his head lightly, his face was handsome, the bridge of his nose was high, his phoenix eyes were longer than ordinary people, a light glance, as if he could suck people into the abyss, the hairband on the black hair was violently disturbed by the wind, handsome as a celestial man, but those eyes were like a sharp sword that shot through people at any time, clear and dangerous.

"Lord."

Teng Jian stepped forward slowly, his voice was very low, but it still broke the rare silence.

Bei Mo Ling turned his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly swept towards the master who followed behind Teng Jian, his phoenix eyes were cold in vain, and his eyebrows were faintly angry.

The master was dressed in a smoky purple light gauze skirt, as beautiful as a fairy, holding a newly made pastry in her hand, and was stopped by two shadow guards, her expression was a little sickly, but her eyes were gentle like water, like a fragile ceramic.

Bei Mo Ling turned his head as if he hadn't seen it, his back was arrogant and indifferent, and there was a suppressed murderous aura in his eyes.

Teng Jian chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly leaned over and said, "It's the subordinates who are reckless." He respectfully took two steps back and stepped aside the Master.

"Miss, let's go back to the carriage and rest."

The fingers holding the pastry couldn't help but tremble, the pink lips were pale, and the watery eyes were swirling with teardrops.

Teng Jian didn't know what to say, and he helped those who should have helped, but the master was really indifferent, and they couldn't do anything as subordinates, so he said again: "Miss, please go back, Miss is weak, and the injury is just right, so don't blow the wind." ”

"What about this disc...... Can you please have pastries...... Mr. Teng ....... The master knew very well in his heart that the man would definitely refuse, and he had no confidence to speak.

"Miss, we have already prepared the master's food, Miss doesn't need to worry, please go back."

The master opened his mouth, but he also knew that no matter how much he said, it would be embarrassing for others, so he bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Mr. Teng, for your trouble." The woman's voice was low and sad, like autumn leaves.

She turned around and reluctantly left, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and the tenderness she was full of turned into sadness.

She secretly wiped away her tears and smiled contentedly, like an idiot, because she suddenly remembered that night when she was tenacious, she lay quietly in his arms, and this life was unforgettable.

That night, the snow flew in Beiying, and the night was as heavy as ink.

She jumped hard in the agarwood pool, willingly blocked a sword for the man she loved, her whole body was covered with blood, and she fell into the man's arms, at that moment she really felt his temperature, his breath, never so close to him.

She even clung to his placket, no one could pull it away, she was afraid that happiness was too short-lived, she thought that if she died, she would have to remember this moment more, at that moment she understood that it was not for the honor of the country, not for the rise and fall of the family, not for the task of bewitchment, just for her glass heart, she loved him, she had fallen in love with him unconsciously, even if she died, she was willing and satisfied.

God is curtaining her after all, she is not dead, she thinks that everything will change, she thinks he will look at her more, but everything is still wishful thinking, above the hall, the man is still as cold as frost, cold interrogation.

The assassination was the one who informed the Xitan assassin of King Ling's route, and she was also watching, seeing her only turnaround, that night, she had been playing the qin in the agarwood pool, and finally she chose to take a leap of strength, abandoning the task and abandoning the family, just so that he could set his eyes on her.

Her love is so humble, she is no longer the proud daughter of heaven who was once arrogant, just a woman who longs to be loved.

I thought that abandoning the country would definitely die, but I never thought that the man I loved would take the initiative to rescue the family trapped in Xitan, she was ecstatic, wishful thinking that this was his change, a change of indifference to her, all the way together, all the way happy, stubbornly thought, is she having weight in his heart?

She secretly vowed that one day she would get that love, even if it was just the tip of the iceberg.

Once a woman falls in love with a man, she will do everything she can, even if the torch turns to ashes!

Teng Jian also shook his head pitifully when he saw the master leaving.

"A beautiful woman looks like she is crying and sad, I said how long have you been without a woman?"

The unabashed joke sounded behind him, and the laughter was unbridled, making the solemn Teng Jian's back stiffen, and he didn't need to look to know who it was, and he was about to punch the person who came, but the other party seemed to see his intentions, his body turned sensitively, and his arm climbed up Teng Jian's shoulder.

"I said, when did you learn to feel sorry for women?" Zhang Liang raised his thick eyebrows, and then spoke up.

Teng Jian rubbed his temples, gritted his teeth and said, "You kid, where do I feel sorry for a woman, I just look at her pitiful." ”

"I don't believe it." Zhang Liang prostrated in Teng Jian's ear, laughing as lewd/as he could, "Brother, should you touch a woman for the last time, when we went to Miaoxiaoju together three years ago, right?" ”

Seeing that half of Teng Jian's face was blue, and he was about to punch again, Zhang Liang quickly retreated, and smiled in disbelief: "Brother, really!" I dragged you there last month, but you still haven't go, how did you survive all these years! ”

Teng Jian, whose face was getting darker and darker, bent his arm and hit Zhang Liang's abdomen, Zhang Liang was in pain, but he was not angry, rubbed his abdomen, raised his mouth and said: "I really admire you, I can really bear it!" Suddenly remembered something, and said seriously: "But the most powerful is Your Highness, not moved by women, more tolerant, Your Highness has not touched a woman so far...... right." Before he finished speaking, he saw Teng Jian raise his leg and kick over.

How can you be tricked again! Zhang Liang leaned back and dodged.

"Zhang Liang." Teng Jian said solemnly: "One day you are going to die on this mouth, how can the Lord talk about it casually!" ”

"It's a big deal, a few hundred lashes." Zhang Liang's tone was free and easy, like an unrestrained wild horse, "I'm not like you, I am cautious in my words and deeds, well-behaved, life is in the world, life is short, if you have something to say, if you have wine, you can drink, if you have meat, you will eat, if you have women, you will be more comfortable, the Lord is not as rigid as you, and I don't know how I have been a brother with you for so many years." ”

Whether it is Qilinfang or the Beiying Empire, the rewards and punishments are clear, the rewards for meritorious deeds are rewarded, and the bloodline clan is never looked at, as long as you are loyal to the master and do not betray the matter, even if you make a small mistake, you will talk about the master behind your back, and you will be dragged to the whip at most, of course, the whip of Beiying does not have a strong physique, and it is difficult to pass.