It was dark, and gradually covered the sky, and snow fell in the air again, and the night was very quiet, and there was hardly any sound of snow falling on the ground.

The sound of Luo sounded on the third watch, and the seventeenth returned to the eldest princess's mansion in the snow, he had a faint aroma of wine, but judging from the pace, he was not drunk.

He stood at the door of his room, which he had stepped into only a handful of times for nearly a year, for he was afraid that the man would be in danger if he left his sight.

The corners of his mouth showed a shallow arc, he closed his eyes, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness, and the snow fell on his shoulders like velvet flowers.

The green water has no waves, because of the wind wrinkled the face, the green mountains are not old, and they are snow-white.

He thought he was drunk, otherwise how could he be so cranky?

Why is her figure clearer?

I don't know how long I stood there, but it wasn't until the fourth watch sounded that Seventeen slowly opened his eyes.

At that time, the smile on the corner of his mouth had disappeared, he shook the snow on his body, the sadness in his eyes had disappeared, and he walked into this rarely come 'home'.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he felt the warmth, it was obvious that there was a brazier burning in the room, but at this moment he had ignored the warm current in the room.

There was a sword engraved with a dragon pattern on the table, and there was only one sword engraved with a dragon pattern in the entire South Vietnam, so the sword in front of him was the one he deserved.

He stared at the table Qichi Long Yuan, his eyes widened, he couldn't say a word in shock, his hand trembled a little and picked up the long sword on the table, his eyes were a little red, this is not only the joy of losing but also an indescribable heartbeat......

He knew very well that no one would do such a thing except her, she was good at winning people's hearts, and he didn't know how sincere and false it was, but what he knew best was that he had lost his way very early.

Seventeen was silent for a moment, then turned and ran outside in the wind and snow, his hand holding the sword tighter and tighter, and there was inexpressible emotion in his eyes.

The original journey of a cup of tea was shortened by him by half, and he ran to the door of Yijingxuan, the candle inside was still on, and her figure was printed on the window.

He finally closed his eyes, loosened his hand holding the sword, and finally turned around and walked out of Yijingxuan, the petals of the plum blossom were blown to the ground by the wind, and just floated into the hurried footprints, slowly buried by the snow.

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house.

The candle flame shone on Changhuan's face, looking a little quiet.

She didn't have any ornaments on her head, and her clothes were the most ordinary linen clothes, and she frowned, clenched her fists and coughed, unlike before, this time she coughed up blood.

Looking at the blood stains in the palm of her hand, she was slightly stunned, and finally just took out a handkerchief to wipe her hand clean, and then began to continue to read the book in her hand as if nothing had happened.

A faint scent of sandalwood filled her side, and the guqin stood in the corner, and there was nothing on the dresser except for a bronze mirror and a locked box.

This night Changhuan stayed awake all night, she sat in front of the bookcase, and put a frontier defense map on it, the ink on it was not dry, it was obvious that she had drawn it, and it had just been completed.

On the original basis, Changhuan made the solid wall and the urn city taller and thicker, and equipped with many military facilities on the city wall, which can greatly increase the combat defense.

Although I know that this is another large amount of money, but there is no time to delay, and the current situation is very passive, so we must turn passive into active.