Ayili carried the tray all the way into the dining room. She walked on the front foot, and the wind followed on the back foot, laughing as she walked: "You stupid! Look at the situation just now, you don't know how to retreat! ”

Ayili threw him a knife in the eye: "You're stupid!" She has been in the palace for so long, and today is the first time she has seen such a look from the general! Such an affectionate look! Is this a good thing for the girl?

She thought for a moment and then said, "What do you mean by the general's to the girl?" ”

"Naturally, it's the love of men and women." Feng Ji replied without thinking about it.

"Then what is the love between a man and a woman?" On weekdays, the general doesn't have this kind of look on the side concubine and Chen Ji, shouldn't the husband and wife be the most intimate?

A look of contemplation appeared on Feng Ji's handsome face, and he said: "It's probably like I like to eat angelfish, and angelfish also like to be eaten by me!" ”

"Oh... Isn't that like I like to hit you, and you like to be hit by me? ”

Feng Ji saw that Ayili's eyes were round, and his fleshy face showed a look of expectation, and he blushed all of a sudden, and muttered, "What are you talking nonsense...... When do I like to be beaten by you! ”

Seeing him blushing, Ayili covered her mouth and laughed as she walked, leaving Feng Ji to follow with an annoyed face, and he said as he walked: "Ayili, you make it clear, when do I like to be beaten by you......"

In the Dream Garden, Liu Qiluo pillowed her head with her slender hands, her long eyelashes seemed to be rolling with a little crystal dewdrop, and the long night was long, and the only thing that accompanied her was the turbid thing in the cup in front of her. She took a sip of wine, as if she was spicy, frowned lightly and asked, "The general is staying in Zhengyangju tonight?" ”

The person in front of him stood respectfully, and he said, "No." In fact, the side concubine should understand the general, he is not a person of heavy color. ”

Liu Qiluo smiled self-deprecatingly at the corner of his mouth, do you understand? She was originally his mother's personal maid, and since he was 8 years old, she has been almost inseparable from him. For 14 years, she has always thought that she knows Beizhiyao, his ambitions, and his joys, sorrows, and sorrows...... Therefore, when he married Chen Yunhan, Liu Qiluo never complained. Liu Qiluo has always been confident, confident that even if there are other people, her position beside him is irreplaceable. But with everything that happened recently, she really couldn't understand him.

"Is it already arranged?"

"It's arranged."

……

As soon as Yu Tianqing left the mansion, he saw a black carriage. This carriage is smaller than the usual carriage, with a black nanmu body, delicate and smooth lines, no pattern decoration throughout the body, and an ink-colored gauze curtain covering the inside of the car. She looked around, but she didn't see the familiar inky figure. She nodded at Feng Ji, who was rushing to the car, as if she had said hello, but because she still had shackles on her hands, it was a little difficult to lift the curtain. It turned out that Beizhiyao had already gotten into the car, and he was sitting in the car with two wooden plates in his hand. The carriage was supposed to be for long distances, with thick fine felt glued to the walls and soft cushions on the seats.

"Smoke one." Beizhiyao motioned for her to choose a wooden sign.

Yu Tianqing casually pulled one and saw that it said "left".

"Fengji, take the official road on the left."

Feng Ji replied outside: "Yes." Immediately the two red horses raised their heads, their graceful manes fluttering, and the sound of horses' hooves seemed to echo in the wind.

The corners of Yu Tianqing's mouth twitched, the way of feelings is random?

The carriage traveled very steadily on the official road. Yu Tianqing lifted the ink-colored curtain, the wisps of yellow light put a layer of glow on the earth, the dense trees seemed to be green clouds whistling by, and the vast fields in the distance, the lush crops were like velvet, and everywhere was full of vibrant spring.

By noon, the carriage could no longer take the official road, and after the diversion of the path, the speed slowed down significantly. Both sides of the path were extremely desolate, and a tense aura of slaughter came, Feng Ji clenched the sword in his hand, and shouted back into the carriage: "General, here." As he spoke, he stared closely ahead, only to see some black-clothed people suddenly floating down from the sky, these people were wearing black felt coats, and their faces were covered tightly with scarves and hats. Feng Ji quickly drew his sword to meet it, and the sound of sword clashing came through the air. These people are well-trained, and they attack Feng Ji from all different directions and angles in a very orderly manner, although their martial arts are not as good as Feng Ji, but they cooperate well and make vicious moves at the cost of their lives, and surround Feng Ji. Yu Tianqing's heart was not good, but seeing that Bei Zhiyao was still staring at the paperwork in his hand with a calm face, it seemed that he had been prepared. She looked out the window and saw that many people wearing the same black power suits as Feng Ji joined the battle, and she was immediately relieved. The carriage continued forward to a hillside before coming to a stop. Bei Zhiyao jumped out of the car, his eyes were the same color as the sky, the corners of his resolute mouth curved a beautiful arc, and the hem of his ink-colored clothes was blown up by the wind of Hexi. The handsome man is like a jade tree. He spread his palms as if waiting. Yu Tianqing looked at the slender and powerful fingers, hesitated, and still put his hand into his palm. At that moment, his fingers trembled slightly, and he held her hand tightly. With just one force, he carried her out of the carriage.

In addition to the driver who drove the car, there was also a man named Feng Fu. This man is about the same age as Feng Ji, with sword eyebrows flying obliquely, sharp black eyes, and a very powerful figure, but he is not as kind as Feng Ji.

Yu Tianqing nodded to him as a greeting, but in fact, what made her more interested was this horse! The horse was white, with a cloud-shaped hair between its eyebrows, its eyes radiating light, and its whole body without a trace of miscellaneous hair, as if it had been draped in silver threads, and its limbs were strong and powerful, and the breeze was dignified!

She excitedly said, "What a blanket!" ”

Bei Zhiyao glanced at her, and saw that the light in her eyes was deep and deep, and couldn't help but say: "'Lang Lang' is 'Cloud Hunting BMW', but you travel thousands of miles a day, and you actually said that you want to make it into a blanket, it's really ......."

"Too what?" It turns out that this is the most famous war horse in the General's Mansion, and it is said that it has accompanied Beizhiyao to fight countless battles! Yu Tianqing glanced at him, thinking in his heart that he would probably say something like tyrannical things.

"Too... Well, we can also roast horse meat to eat. The latter sentence, he said in her ear, the clear and moist breath sprayed on her ears, and her cheeks were immediately stained with two thin blushes. She glanced at "Lang Lang", you are so unlucky to have such a master!

Lang Lang's triangular ears stood high on the door of his head, as if he heard what they said, the horse's hooves stomped sharply, a loud cry broke out from his nose, and a breath of white air seemed to express dissatisfaction!