In the room filled with the smell and fragrance of water, there is a huge wooden barrel, filled with steaming water, and the fragrant and tender petals of various colors float on the water. In the middle of winter, there are still so many petals from other seasons, Yang Muyun doesn't know how to do this, he is now so comfortable that he can't speak, and his whole body is warmly soaked in the bucket, like floating in the clouds.

"Every season I have people collect flower petals," Shiso's long black hair is like a waterfall on the shoulders of incense, and a thin layer of translucent pale rose pink and crimson leno is looming under the crystal clear skin and bumpy body, which makes people look even more beautiful. She stood by the bucket, rubbed Yang Muyun's shoulder socket with her delicate ten fingers, and said softly: "Then put it in the ice cellar and store it, so that you can take it out and soak it every time you take a bath." ”

"This feeling is really comfortable," Yang Muyun closed his eyes slightly, let out a long breath and said: "I have completely forgotten when the last time I took a bath, the north is really cold, the snow outside the plug is up to my knees, marching on the vast snowfield all day and night, those days are ......" sighed, it seemed a little unbearable to look back.

"Fortunately, you're back," Shisu's slender fingers gently stroked the scars on his body, and said softly, "But there are just some scars on the body, you must know that many soldiers who have come out of the jam will never come back in their lives." ”

"That's right," Yang Muyun opened his eyes and said slowly, "Every time I fight, my body will be covered with corpses...... The comrades-in-arms who were still jumping around you yesterday and talking loudly will fall into the cold snow after a battle, and they will never make any sound again......" Zi Su rubbed his hands and choked, Yang Muyun turned his face sideways, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. Shiso's expression was stunned for a moment, and then he rubbed it on him again.

"I shouldn't have told you these things......" Yang Muyun said after being silent for a while.

"You...... Have you ever met her on this expedition? Shisu hesitated and asked.

"Who?"

"The Tartar lord who forced you to marry in the church," Shisu's eyebrows raised slightly, "Don't tell me you haven't met." ”

Yang Muyun was silent.

"Did you really meet?" Shisu's fingers tightened, and there was a slight vinegar in his words.

"Not only did I meet her, but I also met her man." Yang Muyun said busily.

"Oh?" The corners of Shiso's mouth rose slightly.

"He is the younger brother of the Great Khan of the Tartars, Agadorji," Yang Muyun said without the slightest pause: "A county lord, a highness, who do you say will be more likely to walk with her?" ”

Shisu rubbed the fingers on his shoulder, and his flawless face seemed to be smiling, "That guy named Agadorji must want to kill you, right?" ”

"Why? He wanted to tear me off. Yang Muyun said in a very affirmative tone.

"I think it's light to dismantle you, I should chop you into meat sauce," Shisu smiled, "See if you dare to hook up with an irrelevant woman." As he spoke, he twisted the back of his shoulder.

"Ouch," Yang Muyun exhaled in pain, "Madam, be light." ”

"What, it hurts?" The corner of Shisu's mouth twitched slightly, "I didn't bite you, it's cheap for you." ”

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A faint light lit up in a secluded alley in the capital of Xianyifang, which emanated from a tavern.

This tavern is very inconspicuous, the owner is a middle-aged couple, they are very kind and treat every customer very thoughtfully, so although the location of the tavern they open is remote, there is no shortage of customers.

Normally they close after the end of the day, but now they haven't closed until midnight, because there is still a customer in the store, and this customer has no intention of leaving.

This is a very young boy, who looks very handsome, with red lips and white teeth, a straight nose and a thin waist, and is better looking than the girl in the alley. He came at the end of the unitary hour, and when he came in, his eyebrows were deep, as if he was full of thoughts, and paced to a corner to ask for a pot of wine and two dishes to drink slowly.

This sat for an hour, and the hotel owner couldn't remember how many times it was added. This young man drank well, he didn't look drunk at all, and he didn't mean to leave.

The shopkeeper tried to ask the boy to leave several times, but his mother-in-law stopped him.

"People must have something on their minds, come here to relieve depression, let him drink it here!" His mother-in-law said.

"If he wants to drink here all night, I'm going to stay with him all night?" The shopkeeper was a little impatient.

"So what, just a lot of money for our wine," said his mother-in-law, "if you are sleepy, go to the back and rest, I'll keep an eye here." "Women are always more delicate than men, and knowing that it is not easy to raise a repeat customer in a tavern like this.

The shopkeeper stopped talking.

The curtain was lifted, and a handsome young man walked into the store. He was wearing a pale cyan shirt, long boots, and a folding fan, and his demeanor was very chic.

The shopkeeper and his wife's eyes widened, as soon as they arrived, there were no pedestrians in the alley, and it was very rare for customers to visit at this time.

"Guest officer......" The shopkeeper greeted him with a smile on his face, but the young man didn't look at him, and walked straight to the young man in the corner.

"Senior sister, you really make it easy for me to find." The young man sat down across from the boy and laughed.

It turned out to be a girl, and the shopkeeper and his wife looked at each other, no wonder she looked more handsome than a woman.

The young man ignored him, picked up the flask, poured a glass of wine, and sipped slowly.

Receiving a cold face from the other party, the young man was not angry, his eyes swept over the simple wine room, and he "brushed" the folding fan in his hand and smiled: "If you want to say that this place for drinking is too deserted, in this way, senior brother will introduce you to a good place, how about you and I get drunk there and rest?" ”

The boy still didn't pay attention to him, and poured himself a drink as if he didn't exist.

"What's the matter, isn't my sister interested?" The young man said leisurely: "I'm talking about Luoyuan, which is a famous place in the capital, and the prince and grandson will go there." Not only is the wine good, but the girl is also beautiful......" Seeing that the young man still didn't answer, his voice raised a little, "If that person is also there, will the junior sister go?" ”

"Knock-" The wine glass paused heavily on the table, and the young man's gaze shot at the young man's face like electricity.

"Senior sister is tempted?" The young man smiled, reached out and picked up the wine jug and filled the wine glass on the table, not minding that the wine glass had been used, he stretched out his arm and drank the wine glass. The corners of her lips hooked, "The things that my sister has used always have a trace of unique aroma, which makes people have a long aftertaste!" The folding fan in his hand shook it, and the sound of "tsk" continued.

"Finished drinking?" The boy glanced at him.

"Hmm." The young man smacked his lips, still reminiscing.

"Just drink it, please," the young man said coldly, "Don't send it!" ”

"Senior sister, don't be busy pushing me away as a senior brother first," the young man grinned and said: "Senior Brother Xianrong finished speaking...... and said in a long tone: "You are drinking wine here in a cold and lonely manner, but the surname Yang is full of warm fragrant nephrite, and you are living a happy life!" ”

"What are you doing in front of me?" The young man's face turned cold.

"Senior brother, I'm just holding grievances for you, junior sister," the young man looked indignant, "If it weren't for you, senior sister, the person surnamed Yang would have died outside, where would there be today?" It's good for him, as soon as he returns to the capital, he will leave your sister behind and go to the land of fireworks to hug him left and right, this person ...... Kill it! ”

The young man's eyes glared at him, and Liang Jiufang let out a breath and said, "What are you saying to me about this?" ”

"Senior brother, I just can't bear to see you like this," the young man snapped his fan and said: "It's not worth it for that man surnamed Yang, as long as you say something to your junior sister, senior brother, I will teach that surnamed Yang a good lesson for you." ”

"You? Do you want to teach him a lesson for me? The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips curled, "I want to listen, how are you going to teach him a lesson for me?" ”

The young man didn't answer her words directly, and said leisurely: "Won't my senior sister go to Luoyuan with me to have a look?" He's with the most beautiful girl there...... Mandarin ducks bathing together, the scenery is beautiful! In the end, the tone was deliberately prolonged.

"I'm not interested," the young man's voice was cold, "besides, you don't have to worry about my affairs, if you want to find the bad luck surnamed Yang, please don't disturb my interest in drinking here." ”

"It's not good to drink alone," the young man smiled: "Senior brother, how can I bear to leave you here alone?" ”

"How are you going?" The boy's gaze was like frost.

"Senior sister is not leaving, senior brother is here to accompany you," the young man poured another glass of wine and said leisurely: "The night is long, and it is difficult to pour it alone here." ”

"Qiao Ziliang," the young man called out his name directly, "Are you going out by yourself?" Or am I going to beat you out? ”

"Why should my sister be angry? Brother, I'm kind-hearted! The young man smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for so long, are you so rejecting people thousands of miles away?" ”

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"I finally caught you, how can I be willing to let go?" Qiao Ziliang said with a hippie smile.

"Huh-" The boy stopped answering, and shot like the wind, a chopstick stabbed at the young man's face like lightning.

"Du-" The folding fan in the young man's hand was as fast as lightning, and he grabbed the chopsticks. "I haven't seen you for a few days, and my junior sister's skills are getting more and more neat......" Before Qiao Ziliang's words fell, another chopstick had poked into his chest.

"Whew-" Qiao Ziliang leaned to the side, and the chopsticks pressed against his chest. The right hand reached out and grabbed the wrist of the young man's left hand with a "snap-" sound.

"Let go of me!" The young man's face changed, and he snorted.