"Ahh Ah Li.... "In the middle of the night, the sky began to drizzle, and then the rain became heavier, and the flowers, branches, leaves, and vines were bent down to a proud bone, and the delicate petals were falling down, and the water droplets mixed with the nectar of the stamens would always water the night birds under the trees by surprise.

Su Yan, who had been drenched in the rain all night, had a high fever when he came back. A person's name is constantly called out of his mouth.

Ah Li, Ah Li, with remorse and heart-rending pain, as well as a strong hatred and disgust for himself.

Last night's rain washed away some of the summer boredom and brought a hint of coolness. The banana wicker is so green that it shines, and in the bluestone alley under the eaves, there is a ruthless red.

The light rain in Tianjie is as moist as a crisp, and the spring color is green waist.

After agarwood wrapped the wound in a fine gauze white cloth, he sat by the window all night, and now he was the dark green color left over from many days of sleep, and his eyes were heavy and he stared at the elegant courtyard not far away.

He was waiting, waiting for the man to return, waiting for a candle to be lit in the house, and he was willing to look at it from afar. But he waited from dawn to sunset, alternating gold, black, and red on the horizon, and waited for the dawn that broke through the sky in the early morning of the next day, and the door in the courtyard was still tightly closed, and even the howling wind could not blow open for half a minute.

The candles on the lotus copper cup have burned out, only the red tears spread into flowers, and the mahogany carved white lotus on the table still holds the mahogany carved food box.

He was full of joy and thought that when it was dawn, it was time to bring food to Ah Li, otherwise what would she do if she was hungry.

It was the only light in his life, so that in the gray and bottomless days, a ray of sunlight shone in, and it shrouded him warmly.

It's like a cup of hot tea in the cold winter, and a chilled bayberry in the hot summer.

Thinking about it, Agarwood dragged her tired body, stiffly pushed open the door, and walked out of the courtyard.

Ah Li couldn't help but be hungry, what if he forgot to bring her food, or if she was busy and forgot to eat.

Moist scenery the day after the rain. Roses in front of the green window. The glazed tiles want to smoke. Ten miles of leisure with butterfly dreams, a spring of resentment to pay Kunxian. The moon is full tonight.

He Dangli has been staying in the barracks in the past few days, and as the Zhenguo Gong trains the soldiers, he will occasionally go down to practice his skills, watching them two burly old men crying bitterly under the sun, crying for their parents and mothers. The mood will always be inexplicably better, after all, not everyone came over like this in the first place.

At that time, due to the hot weather, it was just the end of the day, and the playground was already sounding neatly with army slogans. Not far away, the Huotou camp is steaming upwards, and even a gust of breeze blows by, and you can smell the aroma of steamed round, white and fat steamed buns, with pickled cucumbers and pickles, and with millet porridge or sweet soup, it is the most refreshing to eat.

He Dangli now lives in a mansion in the north of the city, and because it is close to the military camp, there is nothing inconvenient.

"General He, it's so early today." The person who greeted the same person was General Akagi, Yan Zichen.

The appearance is burly and powerful, and even if the black/thick tendon flesh is wrapped under layers of armor, you can see that the power in it is not to be underestimated. A square face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and dark skin. This slightly urbane name didn't flatter him much, but she thought so.

"General Yan, didn't you come quite early?" He Dangli was chewing the mutton and scallion flatbread he bought from the city gate this morning, and when he heard this, he just raised his head and nodded to him, as if he had said hello.

Whether it was in a military camp before, or in such occasional contact, it could be seen that she was a person of few words. It's not that people don't bother to talk to you, it's that it's like this, and it's hard to change no matter what.

"I said General He, I didn't expect that not long after I returned to Jinling, your face was more colorful, and it made Lao Tzu's heart flutter when he looked at it. But why haven't I seen Da Sima call you to go to his tent or mansion to sit down, I see that there are many big people in the imperial city recently who want to recruit General He as a fast son-in-law of Chenglong or a fast son-in-law of the East Bed, but they probably don't know that the famous General Huwei will actually be a good male rabbit master, maybe this officer and credit are still obtained by accompaniing/sleeping all the way, tsk. The man's lips were full of sinister and mocking smiles, as if from her calm and cold face, there was any other negative emotion about panic, fear, anger, fear, etc.

"You said that if this matter is spread out, I don't know how many sons and daughters will be under General He's knees in the future, just for a kiss/beauty Fangze, after all, the sons and daughters in Jinling City are much more pitiful than the old men who dance knives and guns all day long, I heard that there are even a lot of tricks to play."

He Dangli didn't even raise his eyebrows when he heard the words, just listened to him quietly and tell him unsightly pickled words. Her face was unmoved from beginning to end, even as if the person he was insulting and sarcastic about was not her, like an insignificant mass of air, left and right in and out of her ears.

What's more, these words have been heard for a long time since she entered the barracks, and she has heard them even more ugly than this. Even their ears are about to become calloused after listening to it too much, no wonder they scold these two sentences over and over again and don't know how to change the tricks, and now they are scolding, and even she is about to be able to memorize it after a long time, which is really difficult for them.

What's more, the more you argue with them and argue with reason, you may become a representative of weakness in their eyes. But that doesn't mean she doesn't care, mud will have a three-point temperament, let alone a person.

"Master Rabbit, why don't you speak, are you going to be angry when I say it, or do you want to beat General Ben. That's right, like you, a rabbit with a rotten buttocks, maybe you don't even know how many concubines there are, and when you didn't go back to Jinling before, you were out all day long. Yan Zichen saw that she didn't care about herself from beginning to end, and even her face didn't change at all. He is like a fool scolding at the air/Mother, provoking people to watch jokes and be a monkey show.

The two hands clenched up quickly, and the fists that were big from their heads were clenched, and the green tendons between their foreheads burst out, and then they laughed again; "I said Master Rabbit, don't say that you think that your ass is fucked/rotten, you can still be hard/hard on women. Bah. Don't pee and see what virtue you have, I'm afraid that a woman can't take off in front of you. ”

He Dangli listened to him continue to praise and sarcastically in his ear, chewing on the fragrant mutton and onion-flavored flatbread after biting it, and silently reciting the countdown in his heart.

Three, two, one.

Here it comes.

"Yan Zichen, you come over to Lao Tzu." Roughly, the angry voice of the Mori Han man rang out not far from them.

Most of the ears of military personnel are much more sensitive than others, let alone people who can sit in high positions.

The man who spoke was the great Sima who had now handed in the tiger talisman and received the post of training soldier army, and now the prince of Zhenguo - Li Xiong.

"Great, Great Sima." Yan Zichen, who was suddenly named, didn't expect that Zhenguo Gong would come to the barracks today, and his previous sarcastic words were all heard by him, and he was even more worried that he would not even listen to what they said earlier.

"Get out of here." Da Sima did not pass, but swept his eagle-like gaze over where the two of them were. Even if it is a little far away, you can still feel the bloody breath of killing in your bones.

"Why should you leave." Yan Zichen's fists clenched and gurgled, and every word seemed to come out of between his teeth, revealing a thick anger.

Even if your brain is stupid and tendons, you can understand what is going on. Good boy, she must have calculated that Da Sima will come back today, and she has been waiting here for a long time, just to hook him into being fooled.

"You remember it for Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will not let you go."

"Well, I remember." Stuffing the last corner of the cake in her hand into her mouth, He Dangli walked to the military tent that had been prepared for her earlier in a good mood.

It seems that someone has been waiting for a long time in the military tent again, and even when the dark green curtain is lifted, the faint smell of wine wafting from it can still be smelled.

There is a hint of bitterness in the sweetness, and I want to drink chrysanthemum wine.

"Is that guy tired of itching to make trouble for you again, jumping up and down like a flea all day long, and you have a good temper to endure not slapping the turtle grandson to death." Fan Fan drank a little wine last night, who knew that the strength of the wine was too big. Even now I haven't completely dissipated the wine.

Even if you take a shower and change your clothes, if you get closer, you can still smell a faint smell of wine.

"Nope." He Dangli shook his head, walked to the empty seat on the other side and sat down, flipped through the documents that had just been sent over for processing today, and then said; "I think it's funny to have a clown jumping in front of me every day, even if you don't do anything, you can make people jump to your feet. But you look helpless, don't you think it's a very interesting thing? The tall eyebrows were slightly raised, with a cynical smile.

"What's more, although Yan Zichen has a cheap mouth, his speech is ugly, and he always likes to speak harshly. But in the final analysis, he is not a bad person, but he lacks occasional beatings. ”

"Yes, but sometimes the fleas in my ears dance too happily and feel a little noisy. Occasionally, you need to be trained and trained to be honest. Fan Fan rubbed his slightly sore temples, got up and rolled onto a small bed in the dark green military tent. hugged the soft pillow full of the smell of that person, as if lying in her arms, and couldn't help but rub her head.