"The girl is generous, and the little one is grateful, but in this wilderness, leaving the girl here alone, if she goes out on a business trip, the little heart is also uneasy."

A little brother screamed that he was so sweet that he was in his throat, and before he came back to his senses, a bag of silver fell beside him.

Seeing this, the handlebar type hurriedly picked it up and unpacked it and shook it, then looked happy and thanked him repeatedly.

On this snowy day, what's the matter with a thin girl left here? I'm afraid that I will be scolded by my wife when I go back!

But it was freezing and it was unbearably tight.

When the handlebar turned around and wanted to leave, he looked at the sedan chair, but his face showed a little hesitation.

"You can go with confidence!"

The woman in the curtain spoke in a tired tone, and after saying this, she stopped talking.

The style was speechless, bent over and bowed to the woman in the sedan chair, and slipped away with the silver in the wind and snow.

The woman in the sedan chair wrapped the curtains with her bare hands, revealing a flawless side face, dressed in red, with a golden hairpin on her head, bright eyes and bright teeth, and an incomprehensible beauty.

Her eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, her eyes are full of affection, her eyes are looking at the mountains from afar, her expression seems to be complaining, the fingers holding the curtain are slender and white, trembling slightly, and the curtain is lowered for a moment.

When night comes, beyond the distant mountains, thousands of lights are lit up.

Under the floating mountain, the wind howls and the snow dances, and the carriage is still the same.

The woman in the sedan chair had already got out of the carriage with a long skirt at this time, stretched out her jade hand and patted the horse's neck to drive it away.

The woman's pretty face was red from the cold, she tightened her clothes, stepped out of a flat ground in the snow, stomped her little feet, and stared at the winding path under the floating mountain.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, as if dawn was coming, and she washed away all the gloom in the darkness, only to illuminate the man who stumbled under the cedar tree in front of her.

The man was slightly drunk, and he was full of alcohol, and he hit a pine tree on the side of the road head-on, and he didn't complain of pain, but hugged the pine tree, and actually fell asleep in this frozen three-foot snow.

The woman smiled, ignored the snow, and quickly ran over with her skirt up.

Qiu Xiaobai has been silently watching the plot in front of him, but somehow suddenly the picture turns, as if a page has been turned, and another picture scroll comes to his face.

Xiuchun Building.

Lanling Mansion Front Street, a well-known famous building.

Outside the building is full of traffic, people come and go, Xiuchun Lou is a unique inn, a total of three floors of hall, fifteen screen seats, thirty-seven elegant rooms.

The service and hospitality are divided into three, six and nine, from the princes and nobles to the ordinary people, and the consumption grades are listed, which are clearly listed, so that people can find their own positioning at a glance and enter the position appropriately.

The figures on the street in front of the house were moving, but at noon, it was almost impassable, and many people were carrying burdens and baskets on both sides of the street, tiptoeing and turning their heads to each other.

"Is the second son so powerful?" The vendor who bought the pancakes asked.

"Isn't it powerful, don't you have to fight at this moment? Wang Jinjun, the descendant of Chongyang recommended by the faction, and Li Xiaoyou of the Ethereal Mountain Gate, are among the best young masters, and it is said that they have lost a lot in Beishan Pass not long ago, and they almost died on the spot. A well-rounded, capable man spoke.

"The second son has traveled all his life outside the world, and he has killed countless strong enemies outside the territory, and he will not covet such a reputation at all." The spectator with the black cloth on his head explained.

"I heard that this time I was forced to go up by verbal arguments, and I had to fight." Another person chimed in.

"People are terrible, and they are like tigers." A bureaucrat-like person lowered his voice and said, "I heard from my distant cousin that it was the high-ranking officials in the court who put pressure on the second son, and he had to stand up."

Inside the embroidered spring building, the doors and windows are edged, and the sorghum is gilded.

The pavilion was empty, leaving only a table full of wine and food, and a large altar of fine wine.

"I heard that the second prince is here, and he wants to compete with Luo Yuqiao in the Southern Regions today." Xiao Si said with tea.

"Really? In this embroidered spring building? The steward's pot-bellied poop asked with mung bean eyes.

"That's natural, the shopkeeper has already explained, and in a moment, we will all evacuate, so as not to affect the mood of the second son." Xiao Si continued.

Why is that? The shopkeeper is so relieved, is it not distressing to smash this place? Steward Liu was puzzled.

"Let's be the next person, where can we talk about it." Xiao Si waved his hand and said quietly: "We just have to set up the wine and food, and wait for the two of you to come at that time."

Lanling is a pass, straight into Daqin.

The time has come, and the people in the city who were originally noisy are silent and quietly watching. The arch under the city slowly opened, and one person rode into the city.

The horse is a good sweat and blood horse, the saddle on the horse's back is made of heavy jade foil, the paw of the hoof is nailed with patterned gold, the horse's mouth is covered with a helmet, the black horse neighs from time to time, and the soles of the feet 'da-da' sound.

The young man who was sitting right away, his body was straight, his green shirt was plain and not eye-catching, and he happened to be well-cut in his clothes, spotless, clean and refreshing, giving people a rather sophisticated and sophisticated approach.

He has a thin face, long hair tied around his neck, extremely handsome, a fifteen-year-old face is a little immature, but absolutely unfazed, even in the face of so many people, he has never wrinkled his eyebrows, there is no momentum on his body, and it is faintly not to be underestimated, carrying a rusty iron sword, the iron sword is red all over, like the color of being corroded by blood.

A man and a horse, walking very slowly, but the sound of the horse's hooves is getting faster and faster, everyone only feels as if there are ten thousand horses galloping on this quiet street, but this is obviously just a horse, a person.

Everyone looked at him, and although they couldn't help but be curious in their hearts, none of the previous speculations dared to stop and ask at this time.

All the doubts turned into inner self-questions, if you knew that a few days ago, the top two masters in the rivers and lakes had been defeated by Luo Yuqiao, who was posted here, would you still have the courage to fight?

The answer is clear, no one is not afraid of death, so what about him? Isn't he afraid of death?

The second son did not stay, and his indifferent complexion never changed.

He knew the meaning in the eyes of these people, but he didn't stop to explain, he always seemed to have something to do, the horse stopped outside the Xiuchun Building, turned over and dismounted, but his brows were furrowed.

At this time, the crowd on the street began to surge, and they all rushed to Xiuchun Building and began to raise their fists.

"The second son's martial arts are world-famous, and this time he will definitely be able to teach the barbarians from the southern regions a lesson, and avenge Li Xiaoyou and Wang Jinjun."

"The second son is wise and martial, capture Luo Yuqiao, and stand up for my Daqin Empire!"

There were a lot of people hugging up, and the second son could only hug his hand and thank him, and turned around and walked into the Xiuchun Building.

The day of the meeting with Luo Yuqiao is today, May 15.

May 15 is a good day, spring flowers are blooming, comfortable and pleasant.

The location of Lanling was chosen by him, and there are many beautiful scenery in Lanling, and the scenery is more beautiful.

He wanted to take this opportunity to meet the old man, because Fang Qingyue was in Lanling.

It's just that she doesn't seem to be here, otherwise why didn't she come out to see her.

The upstairs of Xiuchun seems to be empty, only the table full of wine and food, the wine of the big altar, and the tent of the north and south windows are scraping and hunting.

The wind was very strong, but the second son's pace of going upstairs was much slower.

On the top floor, sure enough, someone was waiting for him, and when the second son walked past, she was not angry, but her expression was a little more relaxed than the previous waiting.

There was a piano in front of her, her little hands began to pluck the strings, her face was charming, her clothes were wide and exquisite, and two pale gold tassels hung around her waist, which were green and bright, and dragged them far and wide behind her.

Her music is very devoted, sometimes clear and elegant, sometimes ancient and sparse, leading people to walk between the mountains and rivers, but there is a kind of rejection of the cold and warm distinction of not seeing you, sometimes enthusiastic like fire, sometimes light as frost, her quiet expression has not changed, slender and white fingertips beating, moving notes will deeply attract people who hear the melody.

It's just a pity that the second son doesn't seem to have a good rhythm.

He went upstairs and saw the woman clearly, and there was a gloom in his eyes.

He is not a person who likes to be in shape, but this little wave was still sought by her.

So he began to sit down with a golden knife, gulping wine, and she began to pick and pick with her fingertips wantonly, without any scruples.

"Yunyan, you are really the same, I am afraid of you." The second son sandwiched a few chopsticks and dishes, and forced himself to pour a few sips of wine, but finally couldn't resist the woman's magic sound, so he had to put on a decrepit look and beg for mercy.

"The little woman is delicate and frail, what's terrible, it's just that I'm worried that the second son's head is not clear, so I play a song to wake up the second son." Yunyan pursed his mouth and said dissatisfied.

"Less of this, come over for a drink or two." The second son smiled and pierced.

"Is it true that you only drink and don't ask about trivial matters?" Yunyan got up, played with the wine bottle in his hand, and stared at him with a particularly charming expression.

"How long have we been friends? So close...... second son looked at her with raised eyebrows, and suddenly exclaimed: "So close, of course, you have to drink two glasses before you can tell some truth." ”

"It's okay to tell the truth, but if you ask about anything else, the little woman doesn't know anything." The glass swirled in her hand, graceful and agile, and she sniffed it, but did not taste it.

"You wait for me here, don't say anything I don't like to hear, or you won't receive any more gifts from me." The second son glared at her angrily, took out a hairpin from his arms, and threw it directly to her.

The end of the hairpin is inlaid with seven plum blossoms, which are gorgeous and red, and the hairpin body is made of nephrite, which is delicate and warm.

No matter how dissatisfied Yunyan is, she is a woman after all.

When I received the hairpin, I couldn't help but be happy, and I couldn't put it down and play with it.

"Now, you can always tell where she went, right?" The second son shook his head and smiled.

"Who? My sister? Yunyan pretended to be puzzled, put the hairpin in her hair, looked at the mirror, and smiled like a flower on her face, like a peony blooming by the window.

"Yes, your sister." The second son was helpless, but seeing that she was overjoyed, he had to echo him.

"In the past few days, when the prince arrived in Lanling, the head of the Fang family asked Qinghan to accompany him for a few days and take him to have a look." Yunyan swayed his body and said, "They should go boating on Wansha Lake!" ”

"Big brother?" The second son wondered.

"Well, he knows that you have a battle with the kid from the Southern Regions recently, and you came here a few days ago, so I'm afraid that Fang Qingyue will be worried." Yun Yan said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I'm also afraid that you will be distracted and will not be able to attack with all your might." ”

"But it's the eldest brother who thinks thoughtfully." The second son sighed and shook the wine bottle in his hand.

"You don't have to worry about it, don't you still have me?" Yunyan exhales like an orchid, which is extraordinarily charming.

"Come less, your hundred turns and thousands of back swords, I don't want to try it again." The second son spread his hands and surrendered.

"This is sent to the door, don't you want it?" Yunyan puffed out his peach cheeks and feigned anger.

"I want to ......" The second prince lifted the wine bottle, and in her surprised eyes, he added a glass to the wine bottle in front of her, and then patted her head under her disappointed eyes and continued: "I want you to accompany me to drink a few glasses." ”

Yunyan was resentful, snorted heavily, and grabbed the wine bottle in front of him with a raised jade hand.

"I'm too anxious to drink, girls are gentle." The second son's words were full of concern, but his hand added another cup without a trace.

Yunyan stared at him, wanting to go crazy, and he raised his head and drank wine, leaving only a white neck.

"Yo, the girl has a lot of worries!" The second son joked and added another cup.

Three glasses of wine have been eaten, Yunyan's cheeks are already red, and the second son doesn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Yunyan was in high spirits, glaring at him with bright eyes, she knew that his face was definitely not crying at this moment.

The second son straightened off his robe, got up and said, "Okay, the wine has also been drunk, and I should also go and prepare." ”

"Don't you dare to stay?" Yunyan was drunk and hazy, and asked in a halted manner.

But seeing that her face was like a peach, her figure was graceful, and she was beautiful and moving, as if she was already drunk, but she didn't seem to be drunk.

"It's naturally no problem for me to stay and take care of you, but if I don't prepare thoroughly, if I miss tonight, I'm afraid I will disappoint you even more." The second son shook his head and sighed, and when he saw this, he had to help her to the bed and carefully cover the quilt for her.

"When, where, where?" Yunyan waved her restless jade hand, timidly exposing her head, but the tears in her eyes were rolling.

"Confucius Temple outside the city, Zishi." After answering softly, the second son's figure was not left, like a light leaf flying down from the window, and as soon as the whistle sounded, the horse galloped over.

Yunyan has never drunk, and she has always been how to tease her, and she has never drunk a drop of alcohol, seeing her like this today, maybe she is not optimistic about herself anymore?

The second son shook his head, but it was a little difficult to understand in his heart.

What kind of exercise did this Luo Yuqiao make, and within ten moves, he would defeat Li Xiaoyou and Wang Jinjun one by one?

He didn't dare to say how he could win or defeat the enemy.

Since he was pushed to the forefront, he obeyed everyone's wishes, and he could teach this arrogant boy a lesson for his eldest brother, in the Daqin Empire, not anyone can do anything wrong.

The sound of horses' hooves is getting farther away, and the embroidery spring is upstairs, but the clouds and smoke are like tears.

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