"Brother, please fulfill me and Hanyanliang!"

Shen Yijue's face was shrouded in shadows, and his hands hanging down his legs were quietly clenched.

I can't see joy or anger.

"Brother!"

Shen Yichao continued to plead.

Shen Yijue whispered: "You like her?" ”

"I like it!"

Shen Yichao answered categorically.

He raised his head and stared at the cold smoke, his dark eyes were full of affection, tenderness that had not been revealed in the past.

He said softly: "In the past, I was blinded by the concept of the family, and I only knew what was noble and what was lowly, but I didn't know what it was like. Now that I have come to my senses, I just want to beg my brother to give me a chance to start over. Brother, I like to be cold, and I want to be with her. ”

The moonlight came through the room, and the green bamboo floor was crystal white.

The Shen family's Xiaolang Jun's voice was poignant and sincere.

Shen Yi's Adam's apple rolled, and the scar under his left eye was extremely hideous.

He endured and endured, thinking about his brother's cute and intelligent posture when he was young, thinking about his love for his brother over the years, full of anger, and finally endured it a little.

His face was expressionless: "The premise of fulfillment is that the two are happy." You pleaded to start over, but you shouldn't have pleaded with me. Ah Chao, you should ask her if she is willing. ”

Shen Yichao was silent.

Now, where does he have the face to ask Han Yanliang?

He whispered: "She is Brother's maidservant, Brother can call the shots and give her to me......"

The nobles of Dayong like to raise beauties and have good friendships, and they will also give each other concubines, a beautiful concubine, and it is even possible that they have served three or five masters, which is not uncommon.

In his opinion, the cold opinion does not matter.

As long as Brother is willing to give it, he can achieve what he wants.

Shen Yijue looked at his younger brother, and in his dark and deep eyes, disappointment swept over again.

What is like?

Actually, he didn't know.

But what he knows is that if he really likes a woman, he will never treat her as a plaything.

He said seriously: "Ah Chao, the cold smoke is cold, and it is not a plaything that can be given away casually. If you like her, you should ask her opinion and ask her if she would like to go with you. ”

Shen Yichao has always listened to his brother's words.

He clenched his hands, holding a glimmer of expectation, and slowly looked at Han Yanliang: "Yanyan ......"

Han Yan Liang still sat lazily on the windowsill.

The spring rain outside the house has long stopped, and a bright moon comes out of the east mountain, bright and complete.

The beauty's ice muscle jade bone clothes are flying, coquettish like a lady under the moon, the curled eyelashes cast two shadows, and the curved red lips are the arc of sarcasm.

She listened to Shen Yichao's "smoke", and only felt that it was far away.

In Jinguan City that year, Shen Yichao lived in her Yulouchun for a period of time.

At that time, she liked this Bo Gu Lang Jun very much.

She liked to sit by the window every day, smoking cigarettes while watching him read and write, and when she got up, she knelt beside him, blew into his ear, and asked him what he had written.

Xiao Langjun's lines are very beautiful, but sometimes the writing is sloppy, and she doesn't recognize it.

At that time, Shen Yichao always had a cold face and said coldly: "What I write is naturally poetry and songs, otherwise what else can I write?" Do you write Nan Baoyi's obscene lyrics? A high-grade family will not look at her things. ”

She laughed and laughed, and did not argue with him.

She picked up the wolf pen, and she had a rare good temper: "That little Langjun taught me, how to practice a beautiful handful of good words?" I grew up in Tianshu, and I was literate and literate, but I wrote ugly. Hmm, you just teach me to write the words 'Xiao Langjun likes cold smoke and cool', okay? "110 eBooks

At that time, Shen Yichao's face was very cold.

He commented with a straight face: "Frivolous." ”

Han Yanliang smiled and threw away the wolf's hair, grabbed his neck, and pecked his lips affectionately: "Then do you like me frivolous?" ”

He didn't speak, but his breathing grew rougher.

He silently grabbed her by the back and pressed her against the bookcase......

The night breeze is gentle.

Han Yanliang played with the purple skirt tie, and secretly thought about it, Shen Yichao never said that he liked her, and even when he was in love several times, he never said it.

Back then, she actually wanted to hear him say he liked it.

She couldn't ask for it back then, but now she doesn't care, but he rushes to say.

However, the late liking, not yet tonight's bright moon and epiphany, made her heart even more excited.

Under Shen Yichao's expectant gaze, she slowly jumped off the windowsill.

She leaned weakly and bonelessly in Shen Yijue's arms, yawned lazily, and said softly: "General, people are sleepy, is it okay to take them back to the house?" People are so delicate that they can't walk at night. ”

She has a sweet and fragrant floral fragrance.

The gesture of pouting was made again and again, even if she knew that she was deliberately coquettish and deliberately embarrassed her brother, Shen Yi would never be able to push her away.

She doesn't care about Ah Chao anymore.

This realization made Shen Yijue feel relaxed.

However, he still had an indifferent expression on his face, and he picked her up horizontally, and glanced at Shen Yichao with lowered eyes: "Did you hear that?" ”

Shen Yichao knelt in place.

The green tendons on the back of his hand burst out, and he lowered his head deeply, unable to see his expression clearly.

Shen Yijue hugged the cold smoke, passed by his side, and walked straight to the outside of the house: "It's cold on a cold spring night, why don't you come here without wearing embroidered shoes and socks?" ”

The girl's jade-white feet are in mid-air, the toenails are carefully painted with bright red danko, like a petal of delicate petals, and the white ankles are wearing peony flowers and gold chains, slender and elegant, depicting the beauty of a bit of asceticism.

She held the wide and complicated skirt with one hand and the man's neck with the other, and her voice was smiling: "I heard that Xiao Langjun was beaten, and I was anxious to see the excitement, so I came in a hurry and didn't care about wearing shoes and socks...... It's a pleasure to watch tonight, even if it's cold, it's worth it. ”

"Don't laugh at Ah Chao."

"Hee-hee."

Their voices faded away.

The candle flame burned out quietly, and the epiphany in the corner had withered.

Dark clouds obscured the moon, and the house was in chaos and darkness.

Ignoring the pain in his knees, Shen Yichao staggered to his feet, his long lacquered hair falling down his cheeks, and he swept away the tea cup and other objects desperately, erupting into a beastly roar of despair and pain.

"Smoke and Cold...... Smoke and smoke! ”

He muttered the name repeatedly, his red eyes full of hatred.

……

Half a month later, the funeral of the Zhenguo Mansion was finally completed.

In order to give an explanation to the Manchu Dynasty Wenwu and Xiao Yu, Shen Jiang put all the charges on Zhao Bing's head, Zhao Bing was very afraid of Shen Jiang, and knew that only Shen Jiang could overturn the case for himself in the future, so he was forced to take all the charges.

He and his family of more than 400 people were sentenced to 3,000 miles of exile.

When Nan Baoyi learned the news, he was still recuperating from his injuries in Kunning Palace.

Outside the hall, she wore a loose regular dress, sat on the couch with her little feet crossed and ate flower cakes.

The flower cakes delivered by the Imperial Dining Room are even more delicious than those from other places.

She threw a scroll of edicts in her hand, which was sent by Empress Shen to give marriage.

Entering the palace to take care of her aftertaste, she said sullenly: "Queen Shen messed up the mandarin duck spectrum, if you marry the fourth prince, the master will be sad." ”