It's useless to think too much, and a woman as smart and tall as Yujia should have expected the end of defeat from the moment she approached them. Or, she is confident in her charm and never thinks about missing out.

But there is always a winner or a loser in the game, and there is a price to pay for failure, which is a matter of course, for Yujia and Lin Wanrong. Imagine, under the same conditions, if Lin San, who was clever and famous, became the minister of the Turkic woman's skirt, what kind of shame would it be for Dahua? No one can imagine.

In this sense, Yujia, who single-handedly provoked the dispute, was defeated by her own elaborate conspiracy, as if it was a destiny destined by God, and did not deserve sympathy at all.

It's just that things in the world can never be completely divided into simple right and wrong, good and evil. The two are in a hostile nation, in order to protect the interests of their clan compatriots, they are hypocritical, acting everywhere, secretly scheming, fighting wits and courage, really speaking, who dares to say that they are wrong?

Ning Yuxi could understand his mood best, silently snuggled up to him, the two of them were hand in hand, only that little warmth could make them feel warm. I couldn't sleep until it was almost dawn, and I took a nap in a daze.

"Brother Gao, go and bring Yujia." After washing his face with clean water, the cold lake water shocked his spirits, and with a long sigh, he was already back to life. Although his eyes were still full of bloodshots, his mind was extremely calm.

Chief Gao glanced at him strangely, in the past, Brother Lin wanted to tease the crescent moon, and he didn't want anyone to spread it, so he walked a few steps directly. Mouth flowery hands and feet. I'm so busy, but how did I become Sven today? That's not his character.

Even if he wanted to break his scalp, he couldn't figure it out, so he had to go down and give the order.

The morning dew swirls and hovers on the blades of turquoise grass, shimmering in a colorful field. Lin Wanrong looked at the crystal clear dewdrops, and her face was expressionless.

The sound of light and slow footsteps came, as if cheerful and yet heavy. Lin Wanrong raised her head. The crescent moon walked slowly, her hands tied in front of her, and her posture was graceful and graceful. Laugh before you speak. Between the heavy ropes, there was a thick bush of wildflowers. Swayed gently as she swayed. Red, yellow, white, colorful and gorgeous. It's good-looking.

"Where did these flowers come from?!" Lin Wanrong frowned and asked.

"I picked it up when I woke up in the morning, how about it, it looks good, right?!" Yujia smiled lightly and looked at him proudly. The cheerful expression in his eyes seemed to be a captive.

What the hell. Her hands are tied, and where to go**, it is difficult to use her mouth - to her mouth. He hurriedly swept towards the corners of the crescent moon's mouth. The Turkic girl is bright red on her lips. Stained with a little dirt. There were a few places with a slight bloodshot.

Lin Wanrong was slightly stunned, and Yujia smiled: "You are so stingy." As I said earlier, in the same way, I would never make a second time. Why are you still tying my hands and feet? ”

Lin Wanrong nodded. Walked forward with a smile: "Throughout the ages, with your mouth, you are the first." Although I am known as a changeable ** lang, I still sincerely admire you, little sister. ”

As he spoke, the light in his hand flashed, and the scimitar had cut the rope, and the hemp rope had fallen to the ground, and Yujia had been freed.

Yujia stretched his thin willow waist deeply, and hummed: "Besides, it's all your fault." You see, here, and here, it's all punctured by flower thorns. Lin San, why can't you see a trace of the beauty and cherishing jade that you big Chinese pay attention to?

As she spoke, the crescent moon gently wiped her bright red lips and approached him for him to see. A faint fragrance came into his nostrils, it was a familiar perfume smell, and Yujia seemed to be defenseless against him, and his body was very close to him, as if it was about to stick to him.

Two beads of blood appeared on her soft red lips, which complemented her silver teeth and jade teeth, which was very beautiful. Lin Wanrong smiled and picked up the flower clusters that fell on the ground: "Roses are originally thorny, but you pick roses to pick them, who don't prick you?!" ”

"What about the thorns?!" Yujia snorted, picked a white rose leaf, and put it between her lips to hold it: "You only see it with thorns, but you don't know how gentle it is—you see, stop the bleeding, right?!" ”

The white leaves were stained with a faint bloodshot, and the wound on the girl's red lips no longer saw blood spilling, and there was a little scab, which was amazing.

"Roses can also stop bleeding?!" Lin Wanrong's eyes widened with curiosity, when it came to medical skills, he was simply a kindergarten child in front of Yujia.

"Well," Yuga handed him the white leaf, "you'll know if you taste it." ”

"Don't want it, I, I'm fainting!" Lin Wanrong laughed and hurriedly waved her hand.

"You faint blood, I faint you!" Yujia snorted, snatched the flower cluster with water droplets from his hand, leaned to his nose and sniffed deeply, and sighed: "In our grassland, this flower is called Eliza, which translates into Dahua, which means long-term love flower, it only blooms in late spring, and it is extremely rare to see it in ordinary times. Our Turkic legend says that as long as you can gather ten thousand Elizas, you can be happy for life. Lin San, do you believe this?! ”

Lin Wanrong scratched her head: "I should believe it." Eliza is a testimony of happiness, but in Dahua, everyone likes to call it a rose. This rose has many meanings, different colors, and different meanings. ”

Crescent Moon chuckled and said, "I know this, I've heard of your high arguments for a long time." Now I'm using your rose perfume, smell it—"

She stretched out her little crystal hand to Lin Wanrong, like a little girl in a hurry to show off, which was diametrically opposed to the depth in the past.

The faint fragrance brushed through the nostrils, and when she searched for her in Xingqing Mansion that day, she had already smelled this smell, Lin Wanrong waved her hand and smiled: "Thank you for taking care of my business, if you met earlier, I would definitely give you a ninety-nine discount, if the amount is large, ninety-eight percent off is also negotiable." This is a pure friendship price, please do not leak it, to others, I never discount. ”

"No wonder the big Chinese call you a profiteer!" Yujia giggled, shook the flower in his hand, and sighed deeply: "Rose, this name has a deep meaning. I love it...... Red roses, white roses, yellow roses. I picked a lot of them today! Lin San, do you Dahua women all like this flower? ”

"I guess so! I'm a decent person. There are also not many means of pursuing girls, for these things. I really don't know. He said with a serious face.

"Really?!" Yue'er glanced at him a few times, shook her head and sighed: "You are a person, except for the lie is true, everything else is false. When I was in the Sea of Death, I was moved many times. Now it seems. It turned out to be all fake land. ”

"Each other." Lin Wanrong laughed a few times.

"yes, each other. You can't be blamed for that, because. Everybody's fake. Yujia lowered his eyebrows slightly. There was silence for a long time. Suddenly, he smiled again and picked off a white jewel. The hairpin is on the cloud-like hair. Glancing at Lin Wanrong, he showed his teeth slightly: "Lin San." Am I good-looking?! ”

The Turkic girl has snowy skin and jade face, and her eyes are like spring water. Looking at him warmly and gracefully, like a blooming flower. and the crescent moon who knew each other before are really two people. Lin Wanrong nodded dumbly: "Good-looking!" It's really good-looking. ”

Yujia bowed his head slightly: "Thank you for the compliment, I hope you are not so hypocritical this time." ”

Lin Wanrong sighed. Shook his head helplessly: "Maybe what you said is right." I'm really a very bad person. ”

Crescent Moon looked at him with a grin: "Finally, you told the truth." Understandably, you Dahua have an old saying that there are no more than three things. You're called Lin San, of course it's the worst! ”

It turns out that this is how the name of my place is understood. This girl's imagination is really not a cover.

"You are right, but I am the worst." Lin Wanrong nodded. He handed the golden knife in his hand to Yujia: "This." Give it back to you! ”

Crescent Moon gritted her teeth. His hands clenched tightly, and he hesitated for a while. Finally, tremblingly, he took the golden knife. There was a soft bang, the blade was unsheathed, and the Turkic girl stared at the face of the flower reflected on the blade. Straight in a daze.

"I heard that the right king of the Turks, Tusuozo, has a silver knife-" Lin Wanrong spoke slowly, but before he finished speaking, Yujia shook his head and smiled. She shook the flower cluster in her hand vigorously: "Lin San, I'll give you a flower too." Do you prefer red, yellow, or white? She fiddled with the roses in her hands and asked very seriously.

Lin Wanrong hurriedly waved her hand: "Don't, don't." I've always been a good person to pick flowers by myself, and I never want others to give them. ”

Yujia snorted: "This time it must be an exception!" ”

"Why?!" Lin Wanrong looked at her puzzled.

The crescent moon said lightly: "The full moon is lacking, gather and part, I don't know if I will remember you in the future!" A small flower branch should be regarded as a souvenir. ”

This woman is so smart! Lin Wanrong was stunned.

Yujia glanced at him a few times and shook the bright flowers in front of him: "Say, there are so many beautiful flowers, which one do you want?!" ”

There was some undoubted meaning in her tone, Lin Wanrong was silent for a long time, and stretched out her hand with a smile: "I want this yellow ground, the yellow rose is more suitable for my character, and there are fewer thorns." ”

"In our grassland, the yellow land Eliza can only be given to the elders." Yujia said expressionlessly.

Lin Wanrong hurriedly retracted her hand: "That's it?" Then I won't take advantage of you, just come to the white one, which is more pure, and has the same nature as mine. ”

Yujia shook his head: "White land Eliza, it's for a pregnant woman who is pregnant with Liujia, do you really want it?" Then I'll give you one. ”

There are so many rules on the grassland, Lin Wanrong retracted his hand: "Then forget it - I said a long time ago, roses are thorny!" Let's change to some other way of commemoration, such as signing, hugging, or something—"

Crescent Moon shook her head slightly, she broke off the most beautiful and vivid red rose, and slowly pinned it to Lin Wanrong's ear. Lin Wanrong hurriedly jumped up: "What are you doing, what kind of custom is this?" I'm a man! ”

"Last year, a few drops of acacia water turned into tears under the tree. Whose boy came in spring and broke off the branches! The crescent moon muttered to herself, stared at him blankly, suddenly sneered, lowered her head and said, "It's ugly! ”

Men wear flowers, can that not be ugly? Lin Wanrong was so annoyed that she picked the rose and was about to throw it out, Yujia sighed lightly: "Turkic and Dahua, after all, two worlds, a small flower, can be regarded as the last memorial." You can throw it away, because you Chinese are most accustomed to forgetting! Even Lin San, who is known as the smartest in Dahua, is still no exception. ”

She took off the water bladder and took a few sips, and the clear water of the lake flowed down the corners of her mouth to her slender neck like a white swan, wetting her clothes, but she didn't realize it.

"I'm really not used to being commemorated and commemorated!" Lin Wanrong smiled bitterly and shook her head.

"I'm not used to it either." Yujia looked at him: "It's like I'm not used to calling you Lin San, although, I know that your Turkic name is very bad." ”

It turned out that this girl had known for a long time, Lin Wanrong haha a few times, and her old face turned a rare red.

"Lin San, will we never see each other again?" Yujia's breathing gradually became short, and her eyelids weighed more than a thousand catties, she seemed to realize something, and asked hard.

Lin Wanrong let out a long breath and was silent.

Yujia's face flushed a strange red, and she looked at him with wide eyes, her eyes full of horror and helplessness.

"Wo Lao Attack—" she shouted with all her might, but her voice was so thin that she could barely hear herself.

A pair of powerful arms hugged her silently, and when she saw Dahua Liukou's crystal bright eye sockets, she suddenly smiled,

As soon as his body softened, he slowly fell down, his beautiful eyes slowly closed, and he fell asleep silently......