Yin Sinian was immersed in the joy of the willows and flowers, and did not notice Shen Yichao's abnormal emotions.

He talked eloquently: "Chun Niang, when Yanyan marries Shen Yijue, let's go to Chang'an with us." Although you can't be the king and hegemon in this life, it's not bad to be able to go to the royal capital. Shen Yi is definitely an infatuated person, he will definitely serve you and me well. Chun Niang, our blessings are ahead! ”

After saying this, Yu Guang noticed that Shen Yichao was still here.

He muttered, "What are you still doing here?" ”

Shen Yichao clasped his hands in his wide sleeves and slowly turned the sun, moon and star ring between his fingers.

His eyelashes were lowered, and the thin light of his eyes peeked out from between his eyelashes, eerie and cold.

He said softly: "Mrs. Yin guarded the hand of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, and he played very well. ”

The pupil light fell on Xiao Chunshen's body, and he tugged at the corners of his mouth: "As early as when I was in Jinguancheng, I heard Yulouchun's predecessors mention you. As the parents of Yanyan, one of you abandoned your flesh and blood for a man and went away, and the other used your own daughter as a bargaining chip to get out of trouble...... If you don't love her, why do you want to give birth to her? ”

He hated cold affection and betrayal.

but pity her for being let down and used by her parents.

The mountain wind blew into the hall, and the candle flame was extinguished.

His figure was elongated, casting a Shura-like shadow on the walls.

Yin Sinian and Xiao Chun were deep, and they felt a chill on their spines for no reason.

Shen Yichao's thin lips lightly opened: "If you live, you will only cause torture and burden to Yanyan." It's better to ...... is a hundred dead, so that she has no worries. ”

Yin Sinian's face turned pale and he stood up suddenly.

He pointed at Shen Yichao: "You, you are bold!" ”

Shen Yichao's smile deepened.

The mountain winds are stronger.

Silhouettes of struggles and fights are reflected on the walls, like a lively shadow puppet play.

Warm blood splattered onto the candlestick, and the orange flame leaped with difficulty, and then fell to the ground, annihilated in wax tears and blood.

Shen Yichao was half dressed in white, stained with blood.

He stepped out of the threshold.

The mountain wind blew the lantern hanging under the porch to the ground, and the tongue of fire of the wick swallowed the whole lantern in an instant, and the fire gradually grew larger, spreading along the dry grass in front of the door to the hall.

Several dead soldiers walked out of the hall and bowed: "Lord Xiaolang? ”

It's almost dawn.

Shen Yichao's eyes were heavy, staring at the distant sky.

The dark mountains stretch as far as the eye can see, winding towards the end of the sky.

I can't see where the road leads.

His hairpin fell off at some point, and his knee-length crow-green hair flew in a mess, entangled with the dirty wide sleeves, and his eyebrows were stained with an evil aura that had not been seen before.

He said softly: "Go down the mountain." ”

……

Taishou House.

When Nan Baoyi woke up, it was dusk.

She sat up and moved her legs, only to notice that their legs were heavy and sore.

"Awake?"

Xiao Yi came in from outside the house, holding a large bowl of hot soup in his hand.

The most authentic mutton soup in Luoyang, Xiao Yi knew that his little girl liked spicy food, so he asked the kitchen to sprinkle more pepper, and when he came in, the room was full of the fresh fragrance of mutton soup.

But Nanbao's clothes are spoiled.

She swallowed: "How does the second brother know that I'm hungry?" ”

Xiao Yi sat on the edge of the couch, scooped up a spoonful of soup and blew it, and brought it to her mouth: "You have walked the mountain road for so long and slept all day, it is strange that you are not hungry." ”

Nan Bao smiled shyly.

The mutton soup is delicious and delicious, and it instantly dissipates all the tiredness of the girl.

"Delicious!"

She admired.

Without waiting for Xiao Yi to feed it again, she picked up the big bowl herself, drank it to the bottom, and even ate the mutton pieces cleanly.

Because the mutton soup was too spicy, her lips looked red, as if she had been smeared with chili-colored lipstick, and she kept exhaling, just feeling very enjoyable.

Xiao Yi pursed her lips and smiled, and handed her a cup of warm water: "If you like it, ask the small kitchen to make you another bowl tomorrow." ”

"Yes." Nan Baoyi relieved the spiciness, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and said with concern, "How is Boss Han?" Does her injury matter? There won't be any after-effects, right? ”

"Don't worry."

Xiao Yi touched the top of her jet-black hair.

Nan Baoyi noticed the headband wrapped around his wrist.

It was the two that he tied in a bun for her before going to Laojun Mountain.

She took his hand and looked at it.

The dark red hair band with gold thread is strung with a winning coin, and because of its age, the bright color has gradually faded, and it is very old.

She remembers it as a hairband she wore when she was younger.

He kept it.

She touched the edge of the hairband, the edge of the gold wire was badly worn, and he used to dance with a gun and stick on weekdays, and if he wore it for a while, the hairband would probably be worn off......

As if seeing that she cared, Xiao Yi said, "I will be more careful in the future." ”

Nan Baoyi curled his eyebrows: "It's not necessary, this kind of headband is sold everywhere, just buy two more." ”

Xiao Yi was silent.

How can a newly bought headband be the same as an old one?

There was no smell of her on it at all.

Nan Baoyi flipped out his right hand again.

The right wrist wears a bracelet made of pure gold, and the inside is engraved with the four small characters of "Yi Sheng Yishi".

She remembered that when she first arrived in Chang'an City, she had an awkward relationship with him, and misunderstood that he asked to marry Ji Zhenzhen, so she refused to be with him again.

He was angry, so he asked a goldsmith to make a pair of gold bracelets and a gold collar, put a collar on her, and declared his ownership.

Nan Baoyi touched the collar around his neck.

As a token of love, it's a little rustic.

However, he is a big man, and it is already remarkable to think of such a token.

Thinking about everything she had experienced since she came to Chang'an, she joked with a smile: "I was injured in the mine at that time, and I was very sad to learn that I would not be able to conceive an heir from now on." I have some resentment against you, and I don't want to get my family into the chaos of Chang'an because of you. I told you to go, and I was determined to part ways with you. You were also angry, and you made a cruel remark, which I still remember. ”

Xiao Yi remembered that cruel sentence, and the tips of his ears were slightly red.

He hugged Nan Baoyi, sat in the tent with her, and played: "I obviously didn't say anything." ”

Nan Baoyi looked up at him, and the man's mandible line was smooth and beautiful.

She couldn't help laughing, learning from his tone at the time, and said, "Someone said: 'Count me as a slut, and come to see you in the future, I am the dog who is a scoundrel and has no trust'." ”

She smiled brightly: "Then two days later, you secretly came to see me again!" You're not ashamed! ”

Outside the window, the pomegranate flowers have withered, and the pomegranate fruit has bent the branches.

In the summer dusk, the sunset penetrates the room.

The tent is dappled with light and shadow.

When the little girl laughed, her eyebrows and eyes were shining, her lips were red and her teeth were white, her face was round, and her green sideburns hung down on her waist, like a scattered flower.

It's a very happy look.

Xiao Yi also laughed, and pecked her little mouth: "Don't remember that bad thing anymore." ”

Nan Baoyi leaned into his arms with affection.

But in my heart, I said, how can it be a bad thing?

As long as it is experienced with him, she feels very beautiful.

She wanted to remember.

Remember it for the rest of your life.