The indoor is as warm as spring, a few branches of newly folded a branch of spring Jingdezhen burned out of the azure round pomelo empty ceramics containing buds to be released, spitting tender yellow stamens, exuding a faint fragrance, infiltrating people's hearts and lungs, outdoor is a curtain of red rain peach blossoms, ten miles of clear yin willow shadow oblique.

I don't know where the popular inn restaurant eaves hang a string of wind chimes and snow beads to attract customers, and gradually began to pass down, whether it is in the courtyard eaves or the restaurant outside the store, always in the steep and high eaves of the high angle of the eaves to choose a bronze bell and a string of various colors of crystal beads to hang, below you can choose to hang the red silk of the prosperity of the six animals of the house, or nothing at all, in order to ask God to bless the old and young of the family, over time it has become a tacit Chang'an custom.

Especially when there is a major festival or a new store changes hands, the store will always hang a string of beads or wind chimes bronze at the door, listening to the breeze blowing the copper core and beautiful.

"If you want to come to Li'er today to find this king, you must have made a decision in your heart." The man licked his lower lip with an uncontrollable light / lick and smiled a little wickedly. The Buddha string in his hand turns, and there is no other master who can save the suffering and save the compassion.

A pair of amber eyes that were as cold as the moon and not stained with half of the worldly dust stared at her with a smile.

"Naturally, after all, if I want to leave Jinling openly, I can only ask for the help of you, a regent who has an immortal talent and is good at dancing with long sleeves." After He said this, he remembered another thing, and his already gloomy face was so heavy that it seemed to be able to drip ink at this moment, and his tone became sharp and harsh; "No matter what, I want you to help me leave, this is the only condition for me to marry you, don't say you can't do it Regent."

It's just that leaving Jinling alone is already a thousand difficulties, and the road ahead after leaving Jinling has not returned, and I don't know whether it is cloudy or spring. And the premise of all this is to leave Jinling.

It is better to have a road that you have walked out of yourself than to have no road at all.

The light rain that had stopped outside the house, I don't know when it began to fall quietly, even a few sparrows on the eaves of the black tile roof were frightened away, fluttering into the air and flying, falling full of brown feathers, the difference is a green and a brown, completely different beauty, because of the spring sunset rain and the temperature is getting colder, even the wild cats wandering around the streets in spring, summer and autumn are less than half of Tai, and the world is white as far as the eye can see.

"Since Li'er thinks about it, this king will naturally do it, even if it is on the sword mountain and down the sea of fire, if you want the treasure in the sky, the moon and the water, the king can find it for you. Of course, you have to pay the same price for leaving your son, not to mention that it is only a matter of time before you marry this king. ”

Qinghe picked up the white jade and blue silk folding fan placed on the table and gently hooked He Dangli's slender chin, forcing her half-drooping face to look directly at herself, and said with an ambiguous smile; "Li'er is a smart man, and he should be up to what this king wants." Shallow and thin, with the unique scent of Canaan wood on a man's body, it sprayed on her cheeks, tickling, like an urge to scratch.

But at this moment, her heart was as cold as falling into an ice cellar, and the cold air rose from the soles of her feet and rushed straight to the heavenly spirit cover.

"Li'er might as well tell me what this king wants, it's good." Kiyoai is like a perfect hunter with good patience, watching his prey fall into his trap step by step. When the net was closed, the sharp minions were revealed, after all, how could such a delicate and glamorous little thing be willing to give up.

He Dang was half-drooping from his eyes, turned his face sideways and didn't want to say much. The curly blue eyelashes were half-drooping, casting a small shadow under the eyelids, and the fists hidden under the wide sleeved robes were suddenly clenched, and the eyes were deep and gloomy.

"If Li'er doesn't say it, how can this king know if Li'er is sincere, or know what I want." The thin lips of the Qing closed were a few points closer again, and the cheeks of the two were very close to each other, and even the fine fluff on each other's skin was clearly visible.

The calloused hand stroked her chin ambiguously, smiling wickedly and wantonly.

"Cooperation needs to say the conditions that are satisfactory to the other party, otherwise this king will inevitably think that the child is not sincere, so he has not been careful." It should have been an aggressive tone, but from his mouth, there was a little more ambiguity between lovers.

Outside the carved window lattice, a gust of wind hit, blowing the crystal beads under the eaves and the copper bells swaying, making a crisp sound of 'jingling'.

"What you want, it's me." He Dangli looked at Shangqing with a fierce gaze that was bound to be like a prey, and his lips squirmed up and down for a long time before he spoke.

Every word is like a lie that has to be forced to violate one's conscience under the situation, but it is full of laughter that makes the other party happy.

He Dang was even more subconsciously away from the man's excessive proximity, just because it made her feel too dangerous. And she was like a wolf who had strayed into a pack, powerless and could only sit and wait to die, and she didn't like this feeling very much.

She doesn't like the crazy people who are all over her body, even her hair, which is full of calculations and madness.

"Li'er is so smart, no wonder this king likes you more." The words fell, and a wet kiss covered the floor.

The man's slightly cool fingers covered her white cheeks, and the other hand firmly fixed her slender waist, which was less than a hand, and then slid down.

"Even if the poor monk is dead, he has to take his son to be buried with him, and he will live and die together."

The room was quiet, except for the crackling sound of fine carbon burning from time to time, no one seemed to speak to break the quiet and eerie atmosphere, and a few sparrows flew out of the window, chattering and noisy, not afraid of wind and snow, and gradually pulled back He Dang's thoughts from drifting away.

Under the bed, there were still messy clothes from each other's messy clothes, and the sweet and greasy floral fragrance lingering in the room. The hands that are vigorously imprisoned around the waist are all telling what an unbearable scene happened here not long ago.

I don't want to pay attention to anything, get dressed and leave the door.

Because the wound on his neck has not completely healed, even his body has been dyed with such a / obscene / beautiful begonia flower bright color again. He didn't dare to talk in Su Mansion, but returned to the General's Mansion since he said to Agarwood that he was going to send him away.

At this moment, looking at the gilded plaque, I only felt an indescribable sense of heavy guilt in my heart.

Just as the man mustered up his courage, he was exhausted and weakened, and when there were not many left, the closed brass door opened from the inside, and a head poked out of it.

"General, you're back, why don't you stand outside the door and don't come in?" The one who opened the door was the butler who was about to go out, and when he saw the general who had not returned to the house for a long time, his face immediately burst into laughter, and even the porter walked out with a smile to welcome people in.

"I'm just coming back and seeing." Since she was discovered, how could she not go in, not to mention that this mansion is her home, what does she have to hide. Even if you see someone, you don't have a good heart.

When she entered the mansion, He Dangli only needed a glance to pass, and the housekeeper could understand what she wanted to ask.

"Back to the general's words, the Agarwood Boy and the Qingyu Princesse have already moved out of the mansion a few days ago, and now live in the courtyard that the general bought and gave to them before." The butler's sideburns were adding a lot of frosty hair, and even the pupils that were once bright were now dyed with a little haze.

"Okay, I have a heart." He Dangli was silent for a moment, and then nodded slowly. After covering his hands, his eyebrows and eyes were as cold as frost.

The mansion, which originally had a few human flavors, was no less than a cold and dead mansion at this moment, and even she, the master, did not want to stay longer.

The rockery small pond is entangled and climbed, and the spring color of the courtyard can not be closed, showing the enchanting nature.

Suddenly returned to the home that he hadn't been back to for a long time, and there were no other changes in the furnishings and decorations. But vaguely, He Dangli knew that there was a difference, and no one would deliberately go to bed late at night and leave the light to wait for her to return, and then bathe her and cook a bowl of steaming supper with her own hands.

So she said that habit is a terrible thing.

The days continue to pass tepidly, and even the green leaves drawn from the wicker on the riverside in spring are only a little more.

In a few days, the envoys of Wu will return, and the agreed things are also laying traps step by step.

On the day Qinghe left, He Dangli did not go to see him off, but was imprisoned in the palace, and became a prisoner for those who waited for people.

The bitter and fishy medicinal juice continued to pour into her stomach one bowl after another, and after a long time, even her body was filled with the smell of such medicines.

"Ah Li is complaining."

"What if Weichen says resentment and hatred, is it possible that Your Majesty will let Weichen leave?" He Dangli closed his eyes in resignation, took the medicinal juice that had already been cooled on the ebony tray on the side, raised his head and drank it, a few drops fell with the corners of his lips, staining and staining the pure white embroidered clothes.

"Ah Li knows that I won't let you go, so why do I always like to say these words." Cui Lan used a silk cloth to gently wipe the stains on the corners of his lips.

"But didn't Your Majesty ask Weichen first." With his eyes half-drooping, he pushed away the man's movements and got up to the window lattice, looking into the distance.

"What the king said, the minister has to go back." The birds are tired of returning to the forest every night, but they hate that she doesn't even have a caged bird now.

In the spring of Jinling, in March, the worms who had been repulsed and lost their vitality united again for some reason, and the Hu people, the Qiang people, the Qian people, the Gaoshan tribe and Gao Liang and other small countries launched an attack on the border of Zhengyang State.

By the time the 100,000 urgent news was transmitted back to Jinling City, several surrounding cities had already fallen.

The smell of the New Year has just faded, and as soon as this incident came out, there was an uproar in the court, and no one would live in such a thing. The first to fight was the Duke of Zhenguo, but he was repeatedly rejected by Emperor Xianzong on the grounds of age and hard work.

After hearing the news from far away in the barracks, He Dangli was fortunate to be in Zhu San's tent, and they knew that their chance to leave had come.

Entered the palace overnight to ask for a battle, success and failure are all in one move.