The county lord of Yanting is overflowing with private affairs, and her male favorites are not more than thousand, but also eight hundred. Although the King of Jin has been in a wheelchair for a long time, he looks better than Pan An, presumably the matter of the bed will be more interesting, and his face is flushed, "Isn't what the county lord said, since it can't be cherished by men, but it can't be sunset, such a woman should shave her hair and become a sister-in-law." ”

Qing'er suddenly hooked her lips, the smile was very faint, as if the wind was blowing through the lamp and candle, and the candle shadow flickered, and it instantly returned to its original state, and when Yan Ting looked closely, Qing'er's body moved to the edge of the pool. The weather here, the end of the year is approaching, although the surface is cold, but the ice has begun to melt, the sound of the murmuring stream will make people mistakenly think that it is the season of spring flowers, if it is not wrapped in layers of clothes, it is really easy to be misled.

Water? The magpie said that the original owner of the body fell asleep after falling into the water, and according to common sense, she should have crossed over at that time, and the underground water was originally connected, and if she fell into the pool again, would it be possible to wear it back. After all, there are relatives there that she can't let go, and the deceit here makes her bored and even depressed.

These women asked her to a place where few people walked around for no reason, and the purpose was not pure, so why not plan and follow each other's wishes. She suddenly became eager to try, and she even looked forward to opening her eyes again and returning to the modern era.

Yan Ting's distorted face, this damn woman, dared not to take herself in her eyes. Murong Yan'er was secretly happy in her heart, but tears rippled on her face, "The county lord is not good for Yan'er, and he shouldn't be happy with King Li; Who knows that the will of heaven makes people, the sedan chair on the night of the wedding is carried by mistake, although Yan'er is on the wrong sedan chair to marry the right man, it will delay the good fate of her sister, and the sister will not like her sister, how can she be rude to the county lord, Uncle Liuhuang is our elder and an important minister in the court. My sister shouldn't rely on the status of the princess to belittle the county lord. ”

"Yes, sister, Fei'er has always known that you like the Seventh Prince, three years ago, the emperor gave marriage, the Seventh Prince borrowed wine to kill his sorrows, and failed to escape the fire, my sister is now married to the Lord of Jin, and the Seventh Prince knows underground, and he must be sad." War King, Yan Ting's heart slipped a trace of strangeness, once she mistakenly broke into the mansion of the Seventh Prince, and it happened that the War King practiced swords shirtless, such a body, if it was a joy with her, how comfortable it would be.

Murong Fei'er is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, the county lord of Yanting failed to get the seventh prince, and he has been unwilling for many years, three years ago, he begged the sixth emperor uncle to help the emperor give marriage, and the seventh prince learned the news, regardless of the refusal of the palace, and threatened not to marry Murong Qing'er. The humiliation at the beginning is vivid, and the county lord of Yanting left the capital for three years for this reason, and he was bound to find someone who could be comparable to the seventh prince, but he took advantage of the excitement and returned disappointed.

Full of hatred struck, with all the strength in their hands, the red whip flashed brightly in the silver waves, their words and deeds were nothing more than to provoke the county lord to be unfavorable to her, since they decided to leave, why bother to resist. Impartially, the whip rolled up Qing'er's body, the water splashed sparkling against the moonlight, Qing'er was like a naughty mermaid in the water, the water surface hid her hair, and Qing'er's figure disappeared on the water.

The water is cold and piercing, pervasive, the heavy clothes are soaked with water, it looks heavier and heavier, the eyelids are closed, endure it, sleep over, and then open the eyes, maybe you will see the sun of the 21st century, yes, hold on, she silently let the merciless cold water impact her body.

"County Lord, you are in trouble, someone is coming, Princess Jin has fallen into the water." Shangguan Bai was the first to call for help, his eyes flashed with surprise after his success, the prince's smoky and inquiring eyes at the banquet did not leave Qing'er, and the flame of jealousy burned her uncontrollable.

A black shadow "swished" across the lake, under the cold water, Qing'er vaguely saw those eyes, looking cold, but as clear as a mountain spring, the bottom of the eyes flashed with a scorching volcano, like a calm lake under the undercurrent, at any time rolling up the stormy waves, Qing'er was deeply attracted by those eyes, that cold night, the man who let her snuggle up for warmth came to mind.

"Whoa," the sound of water sounded in his ears, Qing'er was taken to the shore, Mo Zhuofeng, who heard the news, was anxious, he stared at the lake, by the moonlight, under the familiar mask, the anxious pity in the black eyes was unobstructed, once by chance, so what about twice?

The county lord of Yanting was fearless, and no one present would help the woman correct herself, "Thank you General Shengyuan for saving this king's concubine, and Mo Zhuofeng remembered the two life-saving feelings." ”

Sheng Yuan's cold expression made people feel that anger was monstrous through the mask, and the cold voice of the devil came to his face with a ruthless murderous aura, "Lord Yanting felt that Princess Jin was disliked by Prince Li and lost to King Jin, so he knocked Princess Jin into the water, so he disregarded human life, and what is the law of my dynasty?" Oh, General Ben almost forgot, Lord Yanting is moody, and there are not a few people who have died in your hands, could it be that the new love has annoyed you, and there is nowhere to vent, even so, it can't harm the innocent. ”

Sheng Yuan's unsparing ridicule seemed to be unintentional, but he undoubtedly revealed the romance of the county lord of Yanting, and the ridicule in his tone abounded, making the county lord of Yanting at a loss, "You are spewing blood, Miss Shangguan clearly said that Princess Jin fell into the water." ”

"Oh, General Ben saw it with his own eyes, otherwise you think General Ben has clairvoyance to save Princess Jin in time."

Mo Zhuofeng hugged Qing'er tightly in his arms, and his wet coat was torn off by King Jin, and he took off his big coat to wrap Qing'er tightly. His hands were white, slender, and distinctly jointed, as beautiful as a piece of fine white jade, flawless, and unbearable to blaspheme.

Qing'er stretched out her tender white little hand, wanted to sit up, but was stopped by him, hugged the delicate body in her arms, the two hands were interlocked, one warm and one cold, one big and one small, one stolen and one white, holding each other, like two parallel lines that could not intersect at all, and now they intersected together, but found that they were damn harmonious and soft.

"If the county lord insults the princess of this king, what should he do according to the law?" King Jin's angry tone and resolute and unquestionable questions made everyone present feel cold and panic that they had never felt in the cold winter and the moon.

Lord Qing of Guanglu Temple responded respectfully, "Return to the prince of Jin, be punished with a hundred rods, and be imprisoned for three years." ”

"Since there is a law, let it be enforced."

King Jin is notoriously good-tempered, and even if someone bullied him in the past, he would not be severely punished, or even stopped.