"Brother!"

By the stream, Shen Yichao was hoarse.

The sharp blade approached the neck by two minutes, and the red blood gushed out, dyeing the white clothes into large patches of crimson, which was shocking under the moonlight.

Shen Yijue's thin lips pursed into a straight line, and the powerlessness in his heart was even worse.

After a long time, the long knife in his hand "clanged" to the ground.

He whispered: "Ah Chao, the last time, this is the last time I will indulge you...... I don't owe you anything, and I never owe you anything. ”

He turned and strode out of the garden.

Shen Yichao was paralyzed, and finally knelt down by the stream.

When the wind rose, his long ink-like hair swaggered with his big sleeves, and a smile finally appeared on his pale face, he looked at Shen Yijue's back, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother, thank you." ”

Rooms.

Han Yanliang put on a cloak and sat on the windowsill looking at the bright moon.

After a long night of boring tossing and turning, she reached into her sleeve, habitually planning to light a cigarette and smoke two puffs, but later realized that the pipe had already been broken by Shen Yijue.

She curled her lips.

The man was so domineering that he forced her to quit smoking for many years, and now even if she can't smoke, she won't be as uncomfortable as before.

She looked out the window again.

It's been so long, no matter how jealous the old iron pimple is, the anger should be gone, right?

Knowing that she was injured but not coming to visit her, did you really plan to dry her all night?

She pursed her lips and casually pinched a peony from the flowers outside the window.

obviously told Nan Jiaojiao that she didn't love the Shen family's Lang Jun, but what was the faint expectation in her heart, why did she expect Shen Yijie to come to visit her?

Just when he was puzzled, Shen Yijue suddenly pushed the door and came.

Han Yan Liang was stunned, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Yo, what kind of wind blew our General Shen here?" Breaking into someone's boudoir in the middle of the night, what kind of gentleman is it? ”

Shen Yijue's face was cold.

He took out the rouge gouache bottles and jars from his bosom, and took out the beaded hairpin jewelry wrapped in a handkerchief, and placed them one by one in front of the makeup mirror.

He said: "When you come to Luoyang, I will give you the things I bought in the towns along the way." ”

Han Yanliang's eyes lit up, and he lazily jumped off the windowsill.

She shook to the makeup mirror table, leaned over and played with those hairpin ring jewelry, and smiled: "The style is a little vulgar, but this girl is naturally beautiful, and she can suppress this vulgar color." I'll take this gift! ”

She is tall and slender, and when she raises her sleeves, she emits a light sweet pear blossom fragrance, which is particularly refreshing.

Shen Yijue looked at her quietly.

When she laughs, she is so bright and beautiful, more dazzling than the lights.

He remembered the first time he saw her in Yulouchun, and he thought she was very good-looking.

When fighting her, he even quietly showed mercy.

Later, he took her to Chang'an and locked her in a small mansion, and they got along day and night, which made him deeply rooted in love and couldn't extricate himself.

How could he say that kind of thing that hurt her?

Han Yanliang picked up a pure gold peony hairpin, put it on the cloud bun at will, looked up and asked with a smile: "Is it good-looking?" ”

Shen Yijue nodded seriously: "It's good-looking." ”

Han Yanliang smiled more satisfied, opened the rouge gouache, picked up a box of brightly colored lipstick, picked some with his tail finger, and evenly placed it on his lips in the mirror.

The lips immediately took on the color of peony petals.

fell in the eyes of Shen Yijue, it was really charming and upside down.

His hands hanging at the side of his legs were tight and tight, his whole body was as straight as a bowstring, and a few red blood streaks appeared in his eyes, which was extremely miserable.

Han Yanliang saw his strange appearance in the bronze mirror. Reed bamboo forest

It's like he's holding back something.

She raised an eyebrow.

This old iron pimple doesn't talk much, he has pursued her for so long, but he has never had the idea of giving up, today he was obviously jealous, but he turned his head and put down his body to coax her, but his heart is still vinegar, right?

She touched her colorful red lips, and her heart was inexplicably soft.

She turned around, suddenly stood on tiptoe, and kissed Shen Yijue's chin as if comforting.

After kissing, she turned her head away arrogantly, lowered her eyes and played with the grease and whitewash on the makeup mirror table, and whispered: "The general came late at night, do you have anything to say to me?" ”

It's like a spark burning through the field.

Shen Yijue's eyes flashed with strong feelings.

He suddenly, desperately, pressed down on his thin shoulders and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

It is so long and profound, like a raging fire in the field, and I can't wait to swallow the girl in my arms completely.

Han Yanliang was forced to raise his head.

The slightly upturned apricot eyes were a little dazed, and she could clearly feel Shen Yijue's love and restraint, affection and reluctance, like a hundred steels turning into finger wrapping, like roses blooming on thorns.

Tonight, he's not the same as usual......

Candles roll down.

When the love was deep, Shen Yijue suddenly opened his eyes.

The desire in the pupils quietly dissipated, leaving only self-sustaining and clarity.

The beauty in her arms wore a cloak on the ground, her fragrant shoulders were half exposed, the golden hairpin fell on the makeup mirror table, her lacquered hair fell from her cheeks, and her little face was particularly delicate and charming, and the watery apricot eyes looked at him at a loss, and her lips were bright colors that could not be described by peony lipstick.

He slowly raised his hand, his rough fingertips caressing the corners of her mouth.

He swallowed the pain and slowly took two steps back.

He whispered, "I'm sorry...... I also tried my best not to care about your past, but that scene in the afternoon made me think again of the things you and my brother had done, and I couldn't accept it. I still want to marry a noble girl from a noble family who is Bingqing and jade. ”

Bing Qing Yujie, a noble lady of the high door.

Han Yan listened quietly, and his helpless expression gradually calmed down.

Shen Yijue lowered his head, and the scar under his left eye was beating hideously.

I'm sorry I said I wanted to protect you, but I broke my promise tonight.

I vowed to marry you, but I could only give you away.

I'm sorry......

Not daring to look at the cold face, let alone staying longer, he walked away quickly with red eyes.

The door is open.

The night breeze blew in, blowing out the scattered lights.

The moonlight is soft.

The girl was still leaning back on the vanity table.

Her cheeks were bloody, her long, curly eyelashes were scattered in her pupils, and her red lips were particularly abrupt, like a resentful girl in a long night.

She blinked her long eyelashes and didn't cry.

She sat down in front of the makeup mirror table in a dignified manner, picked up her eyebrows, and carefully traced her eyebrows.

She hummed the ballad of Shudi, her expression was so careless, but the hand that traced her eyebrows trembled violently, and the slender eyebrows flew obliquely into her temples, adding a bit of charm and charm.

Xiao Langjun, who was dressed in white, stepped into the threshold.

He treated the wound on his neck and changed into a high-crowned costume again, which was noble and noble under the moonlight, like a handful of mountain crystal snow.

He stared at the cold smoke, his pale lips gently raised.

He leaned down behind Han Yanliang, gently held her face from behind his back with both hands, and looked at the bronze mirror with her: "Yanyan, he doesn't want you anymore, does he?" You see, I am still the only man in the world who is willing to be good to you. ”