I want to carry my sword into the hell and hell, whether I am guilty or not, whether I am happy, I will not tell you.

Look at the flowers and trees, isn't it so beautiful?

She held a white umbrella in her hand, and stood among the mountains and forests, flowers and trees, her long hair fluttering, the light yellow embroidered skirt on her body moved lightly in the wind, her snow-white cheeks smiled gently, and the mist flowed in her eyes, looking at Han Li.

Han Li stood beside him, standing with his hands in his hands and looking at the qiē in front of him, the mountains were majestic, the mountains were connected endlessly, the waterfalls like thousands of troops in the mountain cliffs were rolling down, hitting the rocks, the sound of the creek and the spring water was tinkling, breathing the fresh air hard, and sighing with a smile, the rivers and mountains are so delicate, leading countless heroes to bend their waists.

Liu Mengyao's face was gentle when she heard this, and she smiled softly on her lips, these days, you are in a bad mood, but you feel much better when you come out to relax today?

Han Li looked down with his head down, the scenery under the mountain was picturesque, the cooking smoke rose in bursts, the birds and flowers were all around, the red flowers and trees, the petals were like snowflakes, they were blown down by the wind, and the ground was red, a few petals fell on his shoulders, he picked up his hand and gently pinched it between his fingers, raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to point to the distant mountains, looked at the waterfall and said in a deep voice, my body is like a reflection in this water, illusory, anxious to reach out to remove the fog, let my heart see the light again, my heart sincerely blesses, bless the people, may this world grievances, all like the reflection in the water, illusory, do not need to be real.

Liu Mengyao held a white umbrella, walked with a smile, snuggled into Han Li's arms with her delicate body, and said softly, Mengyao wants to be Sauvignon Blanc with Jun and stay together, although there are many lovers in this world, how many can withstand the wind and rain? Meng Yao is not talented, although she is a weak woman, she is deeply in love. I'd rather let me be crushed to pieces, and the world will fall into reincarnation, but I will have no regrets with you. A deep love.

The sky, the clouds turn. Suddenly heard a thunderclap, the lightning flashed, as if there was about to be a heavy rain pouring in, Han Li looked at her snow-white face, still a little shy, blinked mischievously, turned to the show face and shouted at the sky and the earth, Meng Yao moved the heavens and the earth. said that the wind and rain are coming, is it that the heavens are also moved by it, she said with her hands in her mouth, and shouted loudly, I don't regret it, I don't regret it!!

In the depths of Han Li's eyes, the beautiful woman swore a heavy oath to heaven and earth, her eyes couldn't help but be a little moist, she reached out and hugged her into her arms, and muttered. Don't worry, the wind and rain are strong, and I will accompany you. I won't leave you alone.

The picture is beautiful, Liu Mengyao smiled sweetly, and the smile seemed to have become a scene.

The clouds rolled thickly, and the lightning bursts were endless, tearing the clouds and the sky was torn apart, and the downpour was about to fall in a blink of an eye, and every qiē in the general's mansion was full of moisture, and the plants were wet and exposed to the heavy rain.

She was dressed in plain linen clothes, and her white jade hands were clasped together. His eyes looked at the small courtyard Demen lightly, and it was deserted here. No one came here, she had nothing to do. I like to sit in front of the door of this house, looking at the courtyard door, although she knows that no one will come, but she still has to see, she cares about someone in her heart, even if this person snubs her and doesn't come to see her, she still cares about him very much.

Heavy rain, chaotic but more pure, she is light, snow-white complexion is still the same, stood up, stretched out her white palm to catch a little rain, just stretched out, her snow-white wrist was already splashed wet, light reading, wind and rain, thunder rolling.

Laughing at the railing, laughing at the Yi people.

The fragrance in the arms is beautiful, and the heart is even colder at first glance.

Play the lute and play it gently.

Leave flowers in the sleeves, and leave no one behind.

Occasionally, the courtyard is green, and the door is opened in front of the building.

Lady, do you like this rain?

Ye Wanshuang's body was shocked, and when she looked up, the young man was holding a bamboo umbrella and walking slowly in the heavy rain. There was still a little moistness in his face, and his cheeks were cold, and when he saw her eyes, the corners of his lips showed a little smile, and he walked up the steps step by step.

Ye Wanshuang took the bamboo umbrella in his hand, put it away and put it aside,

Holding her hand, the two looked at each other, and she didn't know what to say.

But Shang Fei took the initiative to come and took her into his arms and said, Hanmei Aoxue, the lady is such a cold woman, since marrying Shang Fei, I regard you as a treasure, love in every way, and have a deep relationship between husband and wife, since that incident, I know that you hate me and dare not avenge you and your children, others only say that I snub you and let you live alone in this secluded place, but do I really have a way? God knows.

Ye Wanshuang listened to Shang Fei's words, smiled euphemistically, tilted her cheek to look at the heavy rain in the courtyard, and did not speak.

Shang Fei's eyes followed her gaze, but the grinding plate in the courtyard she saw was getting older and older, and she looked very lonely, and she couldn't help but sigh and said, this place is really desolate.

Ye Wanshuang said quietly, people are used to the silence when they live here, and they don't think there is anything wrong.

Wind and rain, a few points of rain splashed over, Shang Fei felt a little cold, stretched out his palm to hold Ye Wanshuang's face, stared at her eyes and said, Recently, the city has not been peaceful, you are a woman's family, it is not safe to live in this remote place, I came to pick you up today, and I also want to have a family reunion, you see, what do you have to pack and take away?

Ye Wanshuang looked back at the familiarity in her eyes, smiled lightly at the corner of her lips, smiled lonely, and said indifferently, don't take the things here, maybe one day she will come back and talk about it.

Shang Fei's face was slightly embarrassed, and he leaned his cheek and said, Lady, don't say that, this time Mu Nan is in chaos, my father-in-law will reuse me, and I will not embarrass you and me again, if we defeat Mu Nan, we will go into hiding, if we are unfortunately defeated, there will always be a husband on the Huangquan Road to accompany you, and you will not be alone.

Ye Wanshuang listened to his words, and said with a soft smile, You have changed and become distressing.

Shang Fei frowned and thought about it, and asked, where has changed?

Ye Wanshuang touched the placket of his clothes, carefully sorted out Shang Fei's clothes, and said quietly in her lips, you are becoming more and more haggard, the concubine originally thought that the husband married the daughter of the city lord, and the career was smooth, not to mention, but also had to enjoy a wife, this must be a very happy thing for a man, and the concubine is also sincerely happy for her husband, and she also wants to get along with the princess, and she will teach her husband and children in the future, but no one expected that Lin Qian is so poisonous, Mu Nan is so ruthless, only the husband is alone, dilemma, husband, You said that you don't come to the Streaming Studios, and the concubine will serve you well, isn't it quite good, but since things have developed to this point, the concubine really has nothing else to say except to support her husband not to retreat.

After hearing her words, Shang Fei was embarrassed, and said with a wry smile, no one can be unpredictable.

Ye Wanshuang said crisply, that's not necessarily, who told her husband that she had a restless heart when she was young.

Shang Fei's face was even more embarrassed, he tugged at his sleeve, looked left and right and looked to the side, and after a while, he came to his senses, and said in a soft voice, Lady, it's useless to say these things now, since there is nothing to pack and take away, let's go home now, and look at her eagerly.

Ye Wanshuang looked at the heavy rain under the eaves, and said with a smile, Okay.

Shang Fei's face was also a little happy, and he hurriedly picked up the bamboo umbrella and held it up, covering the top of the two of them, hugging her slender waist and walking into the rain.

Passing by the place, is you and I share memories, if forgetful, this forgetfulness?

Ye Wanshuang's linen clothes gradually thinned, and when she walked into the heavy rain, she felt very cold, and sighed slightly, Wait a minute, I'll go back and get a piece of clothing.

Shang Fei looked at her, felt that the person in his arms was trembling, and realized that Ye Wanshuang was afraid of the cold, and immediately said, lady, you catch the umbrella, you are good to wear my clothes, and handed her the umbrella, took off her coat and draped it on Ye Wanshuang's shoulder, Ye Wanshuang looked down at the men's clothes on her body, and couldn't help but feel very funny, and laughed softly, Isn't your husband afraid of the cold?

Shang Fei said, it's okay, as long as you're not cold, I won't be cold, said took the umbrella, continued to walk forward, walked through a few quiet paths, and came to a large pavilion in the house, Ye Wanshuang saw a quiet young man with a quiet temperament from a distance, holding an umbrella and standing under the eaves, Ye Wanshuang glanced at it a few times, and inexplicably felt that this young man was very familiar, and said strangely, husband, who do you think that young man is? Why is it so familiar.

Shang Fei looked over when he heard this, and looked at it a few times in disbelief, could it be him?

As soon as the words came out, he hurriedly hugged Ye Wanshuang, walked forward quickly, and looked at the young man's back in a daze.

The young man seemed to be looking at the eyes of him, and turned around after listening to the voice, revealing a peerless face, with beautiful eyebrows and clear eyes like water.