He put down the comb.

The fingertips dotted the rouge in the enamel porcelain bowl and applied it evenly on the lip flap, making the already beautiful face even more exquisite.

He stood by the window, humming a little tune.

It was early spring, and the long wind carried the breath of the ground-breaking shoots on the green hills, gently blowing through the young man's hair.

He looked at the little girl selling spring flowers on the long street, and couldn't help but smile: "If you want to live, it's still comfortable to live in Jiangnan...... I have to go to the old house today to have a look, I should put incense on my grandfather and burn some paper money......"

Thinking about it like this, there was a gust of cold wind behind him.

He turned around, and Xiao Tingchen stood with his hands in his hands.

He was stunned for a moment, then pinched his wide sleeves and said with a smile: "Who am I, it turns out to be our emperor...... Xiao Tingchen, you really have the ability, you are obviously exiled to Liangzhou, and you can still climb to your current position step by step. To tell you the truth, I still hope that the person sitting on the throne is you, not the one in Chang'an! ”

Xiao Tingchen stared at him expressionlessly.

"What are you doing looking at people like that?" Hua Rourou touched her face, "It's strange to be shy!" Speaking of which, we classmates haven't gotten together for a long time, so why don't we treat them tonight—"

"Luo Lishang is dead."

Xiao Tingchen's voice was faint.

Hana's soft smile froze on her face.

After a long, long time, tears appeared in his beautiful apricot eyes, and he still barely showed a smile, and teased: "Xiaojiu often says that you are the most immodest and the most joking." Look, it's all a joke on General Luo...... Xiao Tingchen, you must have come to test people for General Luo, to see if they meant that to General Luo, didn't you? ”

Xiao Tingchen took out the flower branch from his arms, "You have no jokes." ”

The flowers were soft and stunned to stare at the few flower branches.

Originally, it was about to be beautiful, but now it is about to wither, and it is not just plucked from a corner.

"She said that Jiangnan has nothing, so let's talk about giving a spring." Xiao Tingchen said in a deep voice, "Hua Rourou, she can't come back." ”

Hua Rourou still looked at the withered branches.

Tears came out of his eyes, he squeezed the embroidered handkerchief tightly, his reddened eyes were full of stubbornness, "I don't believe ......"

He suddenly rushed to Xiao Tingchen and beat him desperately, "You must be joking, Xiaojiu said it, you are the most unserious person in the world!" Xiao Tingchen, how can this kind of thing be a joke?! ”

Xiao Tingchen was speechless.

He used to think that fighting a war was just a game, and that if he won it, he would be in power.

But now, the people close to him have also been killed by the war......

He was shaken vigorously by Hua Rou, but his expression was still calm, "I will retrieve her corpse and avenge her." ”

He snapped his soft hand and turned away in silence.

Hua Rourou collapsed and fell to the ground.

The morning sun of early spring pierces through the screen window and is slightly dazzling.

The man's fingertips trembled, and he slowly picked up the flower branch on the dresser.

Luo Lishang is a woman who is domineering and unreasonable, and always likes to bow hard to his overlord.

She's obviously a very bad woman.

But why......

These tears can't be stopped?

……

Xue Guang won the first battle, and the morale of the Great Qi army was invigorated.

He led his army south, but arrived outside Jinling in a day or two.

Xiao Tingchen climbed the city tower and saw a tall gate built outside the Great Qi military camp from a distance.

A corpse was hung in the gate to show the public, and it was Luo Lisheng's corpse.

He looked expressionlessly, but his fists were quietly clenched.

Xue Guang rode on a horse, led a small team of people and horses out of the gate, and looked at Xiao Tingchen from afar with a smile, "I haven't seen you for more than a year, Huai Jin is fine." This corpse, as well as the 150,000 drowned souls under Qingliu City, are a gift from his uncle to Huai Jin, does Huai Jin like it? ”

Xiao Tingchen's eyes were calm, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly, "Come to think of it, breaking off Xue Xiwen and Xue Zhimei's arms hasn't allowed my uncle to learn a lesson." Take my bow and arrows. ”

Gu Yu immediately took the longbow.

Xue Guangda smiled, "From such a distance, you want to shoot your uncle?!" The best archers under the command of this general are not at this level, you are simply dreaming! ”

Xiao Tingchen drew his bow and arrows.

The arrows flashed with a strange cold light, and with an afterimage that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, it shot towards Xue Guang at a rapid pace!

Xue Guang was about to draw his sword to block, but as soon as he grasped the hilt of the sword, the feather arrow had already arrived in front of him!

The arrow was impartial and pierced into his right arm!

He screamed in pain, fell from his horse in embarrassment, and was hurriedly protected and carried into the gate by several soldiers.

Xiao Weihua stood behind Xiao Tingchen and wondered: "Such a good opportunity, why didn't the emperor directly take his life?" ”

Xiao Tingchen handed the longbow to Gu Yu, and the peach blossom eyes were sharp, "My enemy, since he should be slowly tortured to death, how can he be happy?" Spread my will, no matter what the cost, I must find a way to bring back Luo Lisheng's corpse tonight. ”

Xiao Weihua looked at the humiliated corpse hanging on the gate, lowered his eyebrows, and bowed his hands heavily.

……

Cut lotus wind and dew fragrance.

Hua Rourou sat upright, quietly looking at the corpse on the stretcher.

Xiao Weihua stood under the light and said in a deep voice: "The brothers attacked the enemy camp, burned each other's grain and grass storehouse, and took advantage of the chaos to save Sister Luo's body. Playboy, the festival mourns and changes. ”

Hua Rourou picked up a porcelain bowl and smashed it at him.

Xiao Weihua glanced at the porcelain bowl smashed at his feet, and retreated silently.

Hua Rourou slowly walked to Luo Lishang's side.

She had been killed in battle, covered in shocking wounds, but there was a wanton smile on the corner of her mouth.

The man's tears fell on her face and he leaned over to hug her tremblingly......

At the end of the night, someone saw the boss of the lotus cut wind and dew, wearing a wedding dress, driving a carriage out of Jinling City.

Hua Rourou drove the carriage to the top of the mountain, let the horse go, and gently picked up a girl from the carriage.

The girl also wore a wedding dress.

The spring breeze blows, and the skirt of the wedding dress can be vaguely embroidered with peach blossoms, which means "the peach is dying, scorching its bloom; The son of the family should return to his home".

The wide sleeves and neckline are embroidered with lotus flowers in summer and flying geese in winter, implying that "the day of winter, the night of summer, after the age of 100, return to its residence".

It was the wedding dress "flower marriage" that he personally cut back then.

The moon is scarce, and he sits on the edge of the cliff with Luo Lishang in his arms.

The red headband was stirred by the wind, and when he laughed, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he was incomparably beautiful.

He said gently: "The general once inscribed a poem in the clothing shop, 'The clouds want to wear clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze supports Revlon.'" If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon'. Now that it is under the moon of Yaotai, I don't know where the general's soul is? ”

He was answered by the mist and the sound of the wind rising among the mountains.

Hua Rourou swiped a strand of sideburns for Luo Lisheng, "The general crisscrossed the battlefield, sacrificed his life for the country, and married a powerless man like me, maybe you have been wronged...... If there is an afterlife, I would rather never touch the fat powder again, and be the son of the heavens and the earth, and not let the general use his daughter to fight on the battlefield......"

Tears rolled down.

He bowed his head and kissed Luo Lisheng's lips affectionately.

In the next moment, both of them fell off the cliff.