"Don't say something you shouldn't say." Qin Han looked at the few soldiers gathered in front of him, "General Luo is now in the past, how he managed the army at that time, I don't want to know, and there is no need to know." ”

"As frontier soldiers, we should have the country and the lives of countless people in our hearts. A group of soldiers sent by my country misbehaved, so I made an example of them. For the time being, your Loulan will not be affected in any way, but if you have two hearts, then you have also seen the situation. ”

Qin Han stood alone in front of the tent, his voice as loud as a bell.

In front of him, the soldiers who had just begun to congratulate themselves on their escape suddenly lost their voices, and looked up at him with a faint fear in their eyes.

The words were very heavy, and they didn't have the courage to say that one day the butcher's knife would not fall on their necks.

Qin Han's rectification of the entire military camp has eradicated all the erosive atmosphere, and after the northern barbarians lost Luo Licheng's control, the intensity of their attacks again and again was even more terrifying.

However, Qin Han is a person who uses soldiers like a god, he has a special set of arrangements for troops, and he can beat those barbarians to the ground every time.

The news of the victory in the army reached the ears of the saint.

The emperor was overjoyed when he heard this.

He originally thought that after Luo Licheng left the frontier, no one would be able to take over the management of the endgame.

But he never expected that Qin Han, who he had newly sent, would be such a hidden master, and he would obey the barbarian uniform in just a few days.

It is rumored that Luo Licheng's ears are already calloused when he listens all day long.

He sent many letters to the northern barbarians asking them to intensify their offensive, but all of this was useless, and the letters that reached the middle of the road were somehow beginning and end.

Luo Licheng didn't care much about this matter over time, and his eyes were now more on Xia Zhixue.

In the past three days, he has created countless opportunities to meet Xia Zhixue by chance, but it is obvious that the other party does not remember him, and every time they meet, it is always a faint sentence.

"Young Master Luo." Xia Zhixue took a step back quietly, "Please let me go, the bridge deck is already narrow." ”

Luo Licheng stood at the head of the bridge, and Xia Zhixue stood a little further from him.

He smiled lowly, a bit of a swinger: "I see that there is obviously a road next to me, wouldn't it be right for Miss Xia to walk from this road." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to a small gap next to him.

A small gap is not accessible to people, even if you walk sideways, it is inevitable that there will be some collisions with people who are not next to you.

What kind of calculation he is making, Xia Zhixue can understand it at a glance.

"Master Luo, don't joke with me, I still have some things to do when I hurry back to the palace, and I can't do it for a minute or a second."

Xia Zhixue raised her head and stood still.

The two looked at each other, and they were so anxious.

Luo Licheng could feel that the tip of his heart was beating a little hard, but it was just an arm's length away, and he could smell the faint fragrance on Xia Zhixue's body.

Compared with some of the girls in the Qinglou, I don't know how many streets they have been thrown.

And Ouyang Huaiyu, the idle prince, has a delicate flower at home, but he doesn't know how to take care of it, and he has infinite patience with the wild flowers outside.

But that's it, otherwise how could he Luo Licheng have such an opportunity?

For a while, Luo Licheng slowly retracted the sleeve that was blocking her, half-truths and half-truths.

"Luo didn't understand the situation before, and he was offended." He said, "If Miss Xia is really in a hurry, then it is better to let Luo give you a ride, my horse will stop not far from here, and you will arrive a few steps away." ”

Luo Licheng looked like a decent man and a gentleman, he lowered his posture when he said something, he was a girl, and he was not very easy to refuse. 666 Literature Network

However, Xia Zhixue was born rebellious.

"If Master Luo has this leisure, he can go and make friends with other girls in the capital, and he doesn't have to be so courteous in front of a married woman of mine."

There is no mercy in one sentence, it can be regarded as a good Luo Licheng, and his temperament is put on the ground.

I thought that the latter should also be annoyed, but who knows, he just faded the smile on his face: "Whether you are attentive or not is your own business, if Miss Xia doesn't like it, it doesn't hurt to say it directly." ”

"The relationship between the nineteenth prince and you, no one in the entire capital knows about it. Luo also thought about it for a long time before taking this step, whether to chase you or not? ”

"So that's your answer, Young Master Luo?" Xia Zhixue half-tilted her head.

She snorted softly in her nasal cavity, slightly squeamish, which was even more exciting.

Luo Licheng knew that she was a little annoyed, so he took a step back knowingly: "Since Miss Xia has a lot of reluctance, Luo is not ready to force it again, but what is the current situation of the city bureau, I also hope that Miss Xia can see it more clearly." ”

The phrase hidden in the needle has a little threatening meaning.

Xia Zhixue didn't want to, didn't answer, swayed her skirt and walked by, the fragrance on her body still remaining in the air.

Luo Licheng looked at her departing back, and greed was injected into his eyes.

His desires are a bottomless black hole.

He wants to take this world into his pocket, and he wants to hug the beauty and get drunk on the beauty's knees.

The so-called fish paw and bear paw can't have both, but a word doesn't play any role on his side.

Because of his natural nature, what he has made up his mind can never escape from his palm.

Ouyang Huaiyu hid in the dark and didn't come out, he saw Luo Licheng getting closer to Xia Zhixue little by little, and the bones of his hands were squeaked by him.

He couldn't help it, and wanted to go up with an arrow step, pull Luo Licheng away, and hold Xia Zhixue in his arms.

"Damn ......" slammed his hands on the wall, he wondered why he had agreed to Xia Zhixue's conditions so easily.

Many days ago, the Nineteenth Prince's Mansion.

Xia Zhixue sat alone on the soft couch, Ouyang Huaiyu glued to her side, and looked at her a little blankly without saying a word.

"Zhixue, are you still comfortable now?" There was silence for a long time, and his voice was a little deep.

"It's fine." Xia Zhixue said that, but it always sounded like something powerless.

Ouyang Qingqing's death was a huge blow to both Ouyang Huaiyu and Xia Zhixue.

Ouyang Huaiyu is more lively by nature on weekdays, and his relationship with Ouyang Qingqing is not particularly familiar, and some things are forgotten when he remembers them.

Xia Zhixue is very different.

Her temperament is neither dull nor lively, she usually doesn't say a word, and Ouyang Qingqing can be regarded as strangers at first, but then she becomes more and more familiar.

When Luo Licheng began to make changes, Xia Zhixue once wanted to make Ouyang Qingqing stop acting.

The risk of breaking into the enemy camp and obtaining information was too great, Xia Zhixue gritted her teeth and didn't want her to take this risk.

But who would have thought that before her words could be spoken, Ouyang Qingqing would die on the battlefield.

And Luo Licheng, the culprit who was plotting behind the scenes, is now safe and sound, and has even been sought after by many people.