Iron armor, yellow sand, broken spears, broken arrows...... The awe-inspiring sound of the piano that kept jumping out from under his fingers seemed to substitute everyone into that battlefield, the country that was fought by flesh and blood.

Until the end of the song, there is still a lingering intention to kill.

"I told the south to be the kingdom of the kingdom that came out of the fight, and the wind of the kingdom is not the love of children under the peace."

Bai Wanwan said this, glanced at Yu Qingxue lightly, and then turned around and walked towards the night hanging.

Regarding Yu Nan, in fact, he was only a small subordinate country at the beginning, and even had to rely on tribute women and jewels to maintain the integrity of his territory.

From the generation of his father, there began to be brave and warlike generals one after another, and the iron cavalry formed began to plunder and expand their territory little by little. Although the population of Yunan is not large, it is difficult to maintain the number of troops, but all the soldiers who are trained are ruthless men of one dozen or ten.

From being weak and incompetent to bowing down to gradually standing up and calling the kingdom with Zhaotian, every person in the south can deeply understand the hardships, if it is not for the battlefield fighting, how can there be a peaceful and prosperous world.

Even the tyrant hung at night, and it was only after the imperial driver personally strangled the last tribe that hid in the desert that he was drinking blood, and then he sat firmly in the emperor's position.

Although Bai Wanwan's fingering is strange and the song is not pleasant, it is the most moving.

The night hung as if he was pleased, and there was a cool smile in his deep eyes: "The vision is different, and the style of music is naturally different." ”

This is tantamount to saying openly that Yu Qingxue's vision is too small to be on the stage, and in fact, everyone thinks that Bai Wanwan, the concubine, is from a royal background, and her spirit and mood are completely different from that of the saint Yunni.

Yu Qingxue was ridiculed for not showing off her skills, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice seemed to tremble: "It was Xue who didn't think about it and made His Majesty laugh......"

"Since you know how to laugh, why don't you retreat?"

Bai Wanwan knew that the straight man who was hanging in the night couldn't spit out anything nice, if you wanted to play something in front of him, he probably wouldn't understand it at all.

Yu Qingxue was unwilling to leave the scene, and Bai Wanwan drank half a glass of wine, looked up at the bright moon on the horizon and began to wander outside the world.

Xu is drunk, the wind blows her hair and sticks it to her ears, she reaches out to pull it, and when she turns around, she feels that the night hanging on her side does not seem to be so terrifying and scary.

As if facing the old man, looking at his face, Bai Wanwan reached out to touch the side of his face on a whim. It is slightly cool to the touch and slightly soft.

Night Hang turned his face to her, and his thin lips pursed into a line: "Getting bolder? ”

He hadn't been touched since he had grown so big, and just by hearing the frightened gasps of the ministers below, he knew that the problem was serious, and the bones of the last person who tried to hang so close to the night were rotten in the ground.

The wine is strong and cowardly, Bai Wanwan did not panic at all, and even smiled like a fox with squinting eyes: "Tyrant? ”

Although he knew that others often commented on him in private, he was noncommittal and had no fluctuations in his heart. Now I can't feel happy when I hear these two words from her mouth. It's as if the black history that I tried so hard to hide was discovered by someone who likes it.

He reached out and grabbed her wrist, leaned forward slightly, and his tone was a little cloudy: "What are you to be a tyrant?" ”

Inexplicably, he just didn't want to have a bad impression in her eyes.

Bai Wanwan laughed happily: "The tyrant is, the irascible Langjun." ”

Not a tyrannical king, but a grumpy Langjun. In her eyes, even if he has a bad temper, he is still a favorite husband.

This answer caught the night off guard, and even the bottom of the concentric heart was slightly itchy as if it had been scratched by something.

He coughed softly, hiding the discoloration from the bottom of his eyes: "... A strange Central Plains woman. ”

As soon as Ye Hang didn't have any, he would start to criticize her with Bai Wanwan's "Central Plains" identity, and Bai Wanwan didn't mess with him, so she sat quietly until the stars and moon hung high, and the breeze was elegant.

But she didn't do anything, but after returning to the Tianwan Palace, she still felt a little headache, even if the wine was spicy, the stamina was quite big, if she hadn't been supported by a maid on the way back, it was estimated that she would have gone directly to the lake.

Late at night, people have not slept, Bai Wanwan looked at the room full of golden treasures and bent the corners of her mouth helplessly, although the night hanging on the surface tried her best to repel her and try her best to damage her, but... In this harem, she should be the kind of favored person, right?

Anyway, the wine didn't wake up and had a headache and couldn't sleep, Bai Wanwan simply opened the window and lay on the table by the window to blow the wind, and it was raining lightly outside, and the cold rain fell on her hair and face, which was not uncomfortable, but extremely comfortable.

The wind was neither tepid nor cold, just right, and Bai Wanwan looked at the moon covered by dark clouds for a while, and then she was groggy and a little sleepy with her eyes closed.

As soon as she closed her eyes, there was a rustle of branches shaking outside the window, and when she looked up, she saw that between the moon and the rain, above the branches of the laurel tree, the night of the black robe hung alone, and the sleeves of the hunting clothes fluttered in the wind.

He frowned, cold and solemn, and his dark eyes were darker and deeper through the light rain curtain, like ink.

At this time, under the moon, he came in the forest and landed in front of her window, like a cold crane wading through the pond, his eyebrows and eyes stained with broken light.

"Night... Suspend? ”

Because her mind was still a little vague, she suddenly forgot to call Your Majesty.

The girl tilted her head to look at the man outside the window in confusion, and her face was still a little crimson.

Night Hang was originally a little annoyed when he heard her call her name, but now seeing her appearance of being about to be unconscious, the words of reprimand in her throat swallowed back.

He leaned over and leaned directly into the not-so-high window, rubbing the tip of his nose against the tip of her nose, their black hair intertwined and unable to distinguish each other.

"Don't sleep?"

The tone is still consistent and there are no emotional fluctuations. But his expression can be called soft.

Bai Wanwan didn't know if this was a dream or reality, so she could only blink blankly, and took the initiative to come up and rub his face from her face.

"Tyrant?"

This time the title is bolder.

Seeing that there was nothing to say in the night, Bai Wanwan smiled lightly, and her eyes seemed to be full of streamers: "Tyrant, is it you?" ”

If he doesn't get angry and doesn't respond, it means it's a dream.

Ye Hang's brows furrowed, his thin lips pursed tightly, and he almost wrote the word displeasure on his face. However, the words he uttered were very inconsistent with the murderous character: "It's the husband." ”

The word husband should be the title of their husband by the women of the Central Plains, right? Bai Wanwan was his wife, what's wrong with calling him a husband!

The tyrant is rightly arrogant.

Bai Wanwan laughed softly again, only opened his misty eyes and stretched out his head to quickly take a bite on the side of his face, like a chicken stealing rice. Take a hundred plating on the latest chapter of "Raiders of Villains, I Always Be Villains Raiders Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.