The official building is cheering, although it is a little scattered, and it is mainly concentrated in the group of officials and craftsmen, but after all, it is difficult to make fifty or sixty thousand people happy together. Moreover, the general made a statement to the horses that he had strict law, mentioning that the leave of absence excluded the servants, and that only the personnel under the jurisdiction of the artisan camp and those who participated in the tug-of-war could rest for one day.

However, it was still the court that made a big promise and announced that everyone would add a big meat bun for dinner tonight, and tomorrow the official construction site would not have to go to the construction site, and all the staff would rest in the camp, and the atmosphere would really heat up.

As for Beilian, it is not lost or won. The end of the loss is made by Qi Tian, and tomorrow the land in the palace will only be started by Ouyang Que and his 10,000 workers, and the progress of the official construction must be completed, so there is no time to sleep. This made the general not very happy, because he wanted to rectify Nanyue Lansheng, not Ouyang Que, who had a good cooperation with the government, but he was helpless.

It was rare for everyone to have a very lively meal, and Ting Zhen's interest became higher and higher, especially Ouyang Que came to ask all Qi Tianzao to open a night work tonight, so as not to catch up with the progress tomorrow, which made him praise this kind of positive enthusiasm to meet the standard. He also said in public that he would like to propose to the emperor to open a regular market at the pier, asking for more budget, and improving and enriching everyone's life.

Lan Sheng will always be a direct pat on the back, listen to the praise of the horse master and the people, smile, and watch carefully.

The fifth princess is peaceful and atmospheric, and the reputation of the colt is impeccable, is she suspicious and suspicious?

Compared to the colt, the Mo uncle and nephew are more likely to be the heads of the Shadow Gate. Jing Di sent someone to investigate very carefully. The year when the two of them entered the Horse Mansion was the time to build the North Mansion. And in terms of age, the nearly sixty Grand Master Mo Cong is more like the sect master of the Shadow Gate Divine Dragon.

But when it was late at night, when he returned to his camp, he didn't have the strength to light the lamp, and he took off his coat in the dark, Lan Sheng threw himself into the bed, so tired that his bones fell apart, and that inexplicable suspicion was about to disappear completely from his mind, and suddenly a male voice sounded.

"It's like a pregnant woman. Be careful that others will see that it is a false pregnancy. ”

Lan Sheng felt the bed sink. There was an extra person lying on his side. Maybe the pillow blocked one ear, and his voice seemed a little far away.

At this time, she naturally thought he was Jing Di.

Who else else? The Lan camp is guarded by streamers, and her main tent is surrounded by camp tents......

But the body temperature coming from the side. But it's so hot.

Cool breath. Cool air. Her husband is unique in something that no one else can imitate. Especially, on hot days.

She remained motionless as a result.

A dreary night. The other party couldn't see that a thin but dense transparent wall had been erected between him and her.

Her hand reached to the edge of the bed, took out a dagger, and clasped it behind her back, "Yesterday Prince Jin only entered the mausoleum, and today the world is still peaceful, singing and dancing, causing my wife to rack her brains to come up with a tug-of-war generation, everyone can eat more meat, and it is good to help King Jin accumulate some blessings after his death." ”

The other party's breathing was heavy, occupying half of the bed, and there was no consciousness of leaving.

"However, even though I am nameless and partless, this child in the womb is still in the Hyun bloodline. No matter who you are or what your plans are, leaving at this moment is just a bad dream and will not be pursued. ”

Anhu, Anhu, don't waste her kindness.

The slender figure does not retreat but advances, carrying the long-pent-up anger, hatred, anger, resentment, thirst, as if it is a raging fire, even in the dark night without five fingers, it can't hide the ghost-like red eyes.

She let him be pressed under her, but she didn't panic, and sneered again and again, "The surname is An, you really let it go, and even do such an obscene and shameless thing." Still, that's fine, and I'm in for it. ”

With just a little light, the piercing blade could be shaken, and it was blurred into silence due to the thick darkness of the paint, and from her hand, it sank into his shoulder, and did not even stop for half a minute, and cut the flesh and skin.

Her hand left the hilt, and his man rolled to the ground, but in the blink of an eye, his noble bun was scattered, his head was covered with sweat, his teeth were gritted, and his forehead was bruised.

"Nanyue Lansheng!" The pain was so black that his eyes were black, but he couldn't call for anyone yet.

He actually knew that until now, he was pestering her to death, crazy, and those who couldn't get her would never give up, and she never hid her disgust with him, but he really couldn't believe that she would swing a knife at him.

He thought that, at least, she still had a little memory of their childhood in her heart, and he was kind to her, so even if he was excessive, she would tolerate it. It's like he was wearing women's clothes to amuse Anwenpei, she seemed to ignore it, but she still helped him.

King Jin is dead, although the emperor personally sent the funeral, who would dare to be sad in front of the emperor? And he was ecstatic! After waiting for a day, he sneaked into her tent to meet her.

Originally, he just came to see her, but she didn't turn on the light, and lay directly in the bed, so that he couldn't help but want to lie down next to her. He really didn't need to wait any longer, because there was no one who could protect her.

As long as everyone sees him come out of her tent, she is his woman!

The light was on, in her hands.

He didn't even see how she got up or lit the lamp. If it weren't for a fake pregnancy, how could you be so agile? But she stood by the bed like this, her white skirt swaying, like a mountain ice lotus, so that his heart was broken.

They all thought that he wanted to trample on her, even he felt so himself, but at this time, he let her stick a knife in his shoulder, and he looked at her, but he was still moved!

He suddenly wanted to laugh.

"Anhu, if you dare to touch me again, I swear that I will take your life!" The painful, hateful, distorted face met Lan Shengshuang's cold eyes, and she was angry with him for becoming more and more vulgar, and he actually laughed.

This man is nervous, right? She snorted.

"I laugh at myself...... he clenched his fist to his heart, implicating a shoulder injury that caused a violent cough, but laughing even harder, "I still have a deep affection for you...... Nanyue Lansheng ...... Why don't you just kill me with a knife? ”

He chased her shadow to the death, for illusory love, got power, got status, got wealth, and her heart was thousands of mountains and rivers away from him. She stabbed her in the shoulder, and he finally understood that she was out of love, only to find that he still loved her like that. From now on, how will he live?

Lan Sheng was stunned. She is not a heartless person, her love, silent but fierce, invisible but continuous, has invested everything in Jing Di. Therefore, she can distinguish the man in front of her and harass her to the point of being annoyed, but it is true to say that she is affectionate, but she wants to die.

"Anhu ......" However, no matter how true she is, she can't respond, she can only slash, "......"

But how? Time and time again, she thought she was determined enough. At this moment, I don't even know how to persuade him.

An Hu's eyes were red, and he actually reached out and pulled out the dagger in one go, and immediately blood spurted like pulp, staining a large piece of tent cloth behind him.

Lan Sheng was surprised, but he stood in place, not shaking a step. She couldn't move, she couldn't shake, because even if he had a deep affection for her, she couldn't love him. Her love is so mean and stingy that she can't tolerate a third person.

"Someone." She raised her voice, not sure if she could call her people, after all, An Hu could blend in, and it should be under his control.

There was no movement.

Very good.

Lan Sheng looked at An Hu with a pale face, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "An Shaoxiang doesn't call anyone to save him again, is he planning to charge me with murder and die with me?" ”

Qiang Chang –

An Hu threw the dagger on the ground, his eyes were dark, and he struggled to get up, "This knife finally made me understand how stupid I am." "She will never love him, then let him abandon her," Nanyue Lansheng, from now on, you and I will have nothing to do with each other. From then on, you can be a faint official and a minister without any worries until the end of your life.

Lan Sheng was silent, quietly looking at the bright red dagger, quietly watching him call someone, and two swift guards helped him away, and then she sat back on the edge of the bed. In the memory fragments that have not appeared for a long time, there is suddenly a picture of An Hu and her fishing for dragonflies, and the two laughed so happily at that time that anyone would immediately think of "childhood sweethearts" to describe it.

An Hu and Jing Di's life experiences are somewhat similar, they were both born in Gui, but they were treated mercilessly by their relatives, and they survived with the hatred of their loved ones. But An Hu's path is getting darker and darker, and it has far exceeded the scope of revenge, with nowhere to vent his long-term pain, and his extreme lack of insecurity, and finally let all kinds of black hearts of selfishness and greed swallow him.

It's not that she doesn't want to help him, but the way he treats her can only keep her away from him. What's more, she really can't give what he needs. If it's just a young friendship, maybe—

The flame of the copper lamp floated, and the wind came from under the bed.

Lan Chang breathed a sigh, walked to the outer tent to confirm that there was no one, and checked a few surveillance mirrors in the tent, but said, "You can speak." ”

First the sound of something sliding, and then Yu Lao's voice came from the ground, quite clear, "Madame, how are you?" ”

"I'm fine." The grand design, the ambition to cover the sky, but at present, he only has the experience of digging tunnels, including the underground of his own tent, "You came alone?" ”

“…… Be. "Elder Yu paused, "The lord and I have decided to give up the mystery, and ask the lady to concentrate all her manpower and finish the arena on time...... The lord was afraid that someone would check the tomb and had to return, and he really wanted to come to visit his wife. ”

"Yu Lao." Lan Sheng smiled indifferently, "I didn't expect you to say comforting words too." But how can you know what's going on in his heart? ”

“…… What's this...... The lord's heart for his wife can be seen by everyone. When the couple looked at each other, there was no one else in heaven and earth.

"Well, there are too many people who speak for him, and they all tell me that he spoils me, but he can't wash my brain. Although he has a deep affection for me and allows me to be lawless, but when this kind of confusion and weakness, he will leave it alone, thinking that I have built an iron wall in my heart, which is indestructible. ”

"Madam, it's not ......" Yu Lao wanted to speak for the Lord, but he couldn't finish speaking, so Lan Sheng's light laughter interrupted. (To be continued......)