It was already late at night, and the fire on the tower of Yongning Temple in the night was more and more eye-catching, and it was said that it was a hundred miles away on both sides of the river, and they also clearly saw the sky-high fire that came out of this ninth-level floating map.

If you look up at the southern sky from the foot of the northern mountain, like Yuwentai at this moment, half of the sky is red, and the moonlight is inferior. As far as the eye can see, under the vast red sky, Luoyang City is steaming, covered with a layer of different evil charms, which are not like the world.

The valley water is endless, gurgling through. On the banks of the river, in this dilapidated, desolate, ownerless thatched house, Yuwentai is like falling into heaven.

He didn't want to ask why Yuan Mingyue refused to return to the house, nor did he want to ask why she insisted on coming to this majestic north, let alone why she was in the veins of affection, Shi Shiran lost her silk brocade clothes... He only felt that his whole body was burning violently, burning a hundred times more violently than the boundless fire on the tower of Yongning Temple.

The big right hand, which had been holding the iron sword and had never been fearless, was now hesitant and hesitant, trembling, groping, stagnating, moving forward,。。。 The moment he touched the flawless body of the white jade, it was like touching the hottest place in the world, and he was heartwarming, but he refused to take it back no matter what.

In the sound of "huh", Yuan Mingyue's silky body went straight into Yuwentai's arms, and the two were close to each other, unwilling to distinguish each other.

Is it the delicate red lips, or the bumpy mutton fat jade body? Yu Wentai couldn't tell which one made him more intoxicated, he lowered his head, and went crazy to seek, attack...

The evil and bewitching red light entered the house with the night wind, mixed with the charming and intoxicating rich atmosphere of Yuan Mingyue's body, as well as the beast-like ho-ho-ho low hiss of Yuwentai, in this lonely thatched hut by the mountain and water, intertwined with the strange light of one day and one place.

。。。。。。

At dawn, everything fell silent. Even the light of the floating picture in the distance, which seemed to be a world away, became hazy and faint in the clear and indistinguishable void.

Yuan Mingyue snuggled quietly in Yuwentai's arms in the lazy sleeping position she was most accustomed to, and the only thing that was still moving at the moment was her ten fingers, which were like jade onions, gently and softly, across Yuwentai's broad and firm chest.

"Tailang, did you promise Mingyue?"

"Huh? What the? ”

"You man ... Have you forgotten what you just said? Yuan Mingyue half-supported her head, so coquettish, her brows furrowed slightly: "One day, as pointed out by the banner of the Great Wei Wang, Tailang, are you willing to be the forerunner?" ”

Yu Wentai's body did not move, he raised his head slightly, and his face showed a smile that was obvious, but with two points of banter and three points of astringency: "Mingyue, you are honest, these words... Was the ingot torch taught you? Or did Your Majesty teach you? ”

Yuan Mingyue suddenly felt unstoppable panic, her eyes flickered, and tears came out so inexplicably...

"Mingyue... Slender and powerful fingers swept over Yuan Mingyue's green silk cloud temples and stopped abruptly in her ears. Yu Wentai's thick palm caressed Yuan Mingyue's cheeks, and with a gentle flick of his thumb, he wiped away two lines of crystal clear tears.

"Mingyue, I promise you, I promise you everything."

"Tairo, I...

"Today I will enter the palace and ask Your Majesty to marry you as my wife!"