Han Yanliang raised his head and looked at him calmly.

He is different from Shen Yichao, Shen Yichao is clear and elegant, but he is cold and majestic.

He is handsome, but very aggressive, his eyebrows and eyes are domineering, his hair is meticulously combed, and he has to wear a sword even if he wears regular clothes, all kinds of harshness, just like his actions and behavior.

She has been in the theater for many years and is used to seeing too many people.

She knew that Shen Yi was more disciplined than his younger brother, and he could accept her as a concubine, but this did not prevent him from marrying another noble girl.

Unless, he's completely emotional.

Shen Yijue this kind of man, once he is emotional, he will definitely love like a mountain and a sea oath, destroying the withering and decaying, and there is no turning back.

After experiencing Shen Yichao's love, she will no longer be a man's plaything, and she will no longer be a weak person who can be abandoned casually.

For her, men are such things as either completely rejected or possessed completely.

I want to conquer Shen Yijue.

The girl's eyes swept over the dark color of the tide.

She pursed an innocent and charming smile, and her slender jade fingers ambiguously put on Shen Yijue's shoulder: "In the eyes of the general, what am I?" Beauty? Or is it a plaything? ”

Shen Yi's face was expressionless: "It seems that you think that the concubine has despised you." ”

"The whip that Wei Chuchu gave me, I will never forget it in my life......" Han Yan stood on tiptoe and leaned into Shen Yijue's ear, "General, people are afraid." ”

The beauty speaks softly, with a faint fragrance between her breaths.

Shen Yi refused to roll the Adam's apple.

The deep and dark gaze, passing over the beauty's delicate eyebrows, he realized very clearly that he wanted this beauty, and he wanted to conquer this beauty.

From the body, to the mind.

He pressed the cold smoke in front of the flower window.

The big palm tightly wrapped around her waist, and the other hand clasped the back of the beauty's head, and when he was caught off guard by the cold smoke, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her red lips......

He has no experience, only instinct, like an invincible general, mercilessly snatching her sweetness.

Han Yan Liang was forced to raise his head high.

The slightly upturned apricot eyes were full of disbelief and disbelief.

She also thought that Shen Yi was a 10,000-year-old iron tree who didn't understand the amorous feelings, but she never expected that this guy would be an overlord who could make a bow!

His palms were like iron tongs, and the strength was amazing.

She couldn't even break free!

His aura was intensely aggressive, imprisoning her like a shackle.

At this moment, Han Yanliang was suddenly embarrassed and confused.

Tonight, did Shen Yijue fall into her carefully choreographed gentle trap, or was she locked into a golden wire cage by the hunter?

There is no way to know......

In the chaos of the city, Shen Yijue finally ended this long and jerky kiss.

Except for his thin lips and a slight redness, his complexion was still as pale.

Han Yanliang wanted to slap him angrily, but he easily held his hand.

He lifted his thumb and pressed his rough fingertips to her lips, like a famous artist stamping his favorite collection.

His voice was hoarse: "If you have made a mark, you are my woman, don't try to escape." ”

The cold smoke was about to protest, and the tall building shook violently again.

Shen Yichao grabbed her waist and decisively jumped down from the flower window.

Han Yanliang didn't stand firmly, his head hit his arms heavily, and he quickly rubbed his forehead in pain.

This guy's chest is stiff, I'm afraid it's made of iron!

Jian Shu is Jian, if she really goes to bed, she is afraid ......

She glanced at Shen Yijue complicatedly.

Shen Yijue picked her up on the horse and galloped towards the city gate of the garrison: "What are you doing in a daze?" ”

Han Yanliang took it for granted: "I wonder why you hate it so much. ”

Shen Yijue's face was ugly.

I don't understand what I've done wrong, which provokes her to say hated such things. The picture is broadcast all over the world

He earnestly ordered: "Don't hate me." ”

Han Yanliang rolled his eyes.

This guy is domineering, he doesn't want to be annoying, he can manage it?

Can he lock her up, can he still lock her heart?

Horses leap over crumbling ruins and burning lanterns.

The cold wind whistled in my ears.

Han Yanliang whispered: "With a man like you, there is probably no fun in the rest of your life." ”

"What is fun?"

"The pleasure of the boudoir of husband and wife is all fun. The worst is that the love words between men and women are also interesting. Don't look at your brother's righteousness, when he is in the tent, he dares to say anything. The mountain alliance and the sea oath, love is stronger than gold, only you can't think of it, there is nothing he won't say. ”

Shen Yijue was silent for a moment.

When the horse crossed the fire, he whispered: "But he still betrayed you in the end, which shows that love words are far less important than firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea." I won't talk to you about love, you just need to remember that from now on, you are the woman I will never talk to, and unless I die, I will not allow anyone to bully you. ”

The cold smoke was stunned.

This handsome and solemn-looking general always has a cold face.

obviously said that he wouldn't learn love words, but he didn't know that his words were the rarest in the world.

She turned her face away and couldn't tell what she was feeling in her heart.

Suddenly there was another explosion in front of him, and fireworks roared into the sky.

Shen Yijue locked the cold smoke in his arms, forced to turn the horse's head, and rushed to the city gate in a different direction.

……

"Hahahaha!"

The top of the nine-story pagoda in Chang'an City.

Wei Shaoqian's red robe has wide sleeves, a red silk ribbon ties up his long black hair, and his face is handsome and noble in the moonlight, like a groom who is about to marry his bride.

This outfit is exactly what he dressed when he married Xiao Qingyang.

He shook the folding fan and indulged in the firelight of the city.

The golden flames jumped in his pupils, like madness, madness, and affection.

He looked up at the bright moon and asked loudly: "Xiao Qingyang, have you seen the ten-mile Chang'an that your husband lit for you?" Did you see this grand firework?! The husband buried countless explosives on the street, and the husband wanted to overturn the world and bury you! ”

In Chang'an City, everyone praises the poignant story of Emperor Qingyang and the monk Xuandu.

But no one knows how he Wei Shaoqian survived the days and nights of the past two months.

He is angry, he is jealous.

He regretted it even more that he had set fire to the mountain in the first place.

He didn't want to live anymore.

He deliberately chose the reunion day of the Shangyuan Festival to pay tribute to her with the excitement of the city.

A large amount of snow-white paper money fell from the nine-story pagoda and flew all over the sky.

Wei Shaoqian, dressed in red like blood, laughed loudly, and fell from the tower in satisfaction.

When he was eight years old, he entered the palace for the first time with his father.

The queen mother is the most beautiful and majestic woman he has ever seen.

He cautiously knelt under the dan mound, not daring to look up.

When he was sweating with nervousness, he suddenly heard a chuckle like a silver bell from the corner of the main hall.

He peeked curiously.

The little girl in the fiery red skirt, wearing a delicate crown of pure gold tassels and a small phoenix, poked her head out from behind the beaded curtain and stared at him with a smile.

The little girl was changing her teeth, and when she smiled, she showed her open front teeth.

Dog-hole-like.

His nervousness disappeared suddenly, and he couldn't help but bow his head and snicker.

Empress Shen said softly: "Qingyang, come here." ”

The little girl obediently ran up to the Danqi: "Queen Mother! ”

At that time, he knew that the little girl was the only pearl in the palm of the current emperor, the Qingyang Emperor.