Mo Qinghan didn't understand why Ling Suzhi was suddenly so restrained again.

Although she is small, she can also see the struggle in Ling Suzhi's eyes and heart, as if she wants to get close but is afraid to get closer, wants to stay away but can't stay away.

The emotion of flickering distance and nearness, flickering cold and hot, quietly wrapped around her like silk threads.

Let her heart tingle him faintly......

After all, a calm, wise and arrogant person like him would be so hesitant and uneasy because of her.

If she could, she wanted to give him more security, so that he would not hesitate or be apprehensive.

She didn't know how to be good to a person, but she thought that the first thing to be good to a person is to make him feel at ease, and the place where he is at peace is home.

She wanted to give him a home......

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Beiqi eldest son Lunshuo's trip was very high-profile, but the entourage of guards was as many as 5,000, and most of them were strong martial artists, although they were subordinated and attached to the Chu State, but that arrogance and awe-inspiring were obviously not in the eyes of the declining Chu State.

On top of the luxurious and atmospheric palace, the handsome and heroic Beiqi eldest son sat under Emperor Chu, his eyes were like electricity inspecting the posture of the hundred officials under the banquet, and the corners of his mouth were faintly raised, which was particularly eye-catching.

The official ladies in the women's seats all secretly paid attention, and they looked like they wanted to talk and refuse, and they were obviously quite satisfied with Lun Shuo's appearance.

But they all heard that Beiqi was a bitter cold land, and they wanted to give up the prosperity and wealth of Chu for the sake of a northern barbarian, how could they be willing to give it up?

Lun Shuo raised the wine cup and saluted Emperor Chu proudly, and blocked the contempt and impatience in his eyes by drinking.

What he is most tired of in his life is such a delicate and weak lady.

Such a person was thrown into the North Deeds and could not survive for three days.

If you find such a concubine, you will purely cause trouble for yourself.

But one of the people was particularly eye-catching, she sat on the seat with a straight posture and a cold face, like a kaolin flower blooming in the wind, beautiful and proud.

In Lun Shuo's opinion, this full hall of swallows and warblers is less than one-tenth of the woman's.

If it is such a beautiful and proud beauty, it is worth a fight.

Sure enough, halfway through the banquet, the ladies of the family began to show their talents.

It is said that it is a talent, it is nothing more than a useless thing with vassal elegance such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, and in their Beiqi, the last thing they need is such a disease-free moaning thing, which is not as good as food.

It's a pity that Emperor Chu's face can't be withheld, Lun Shuo can only forcibly endure the impatience in his heart, and watch it carefully with interest on his face, until a woman in red appears on the stage.

She wore a veil and a sword, and her fair, smooth feet were unshoeed, with silver bells on them, and the crisp bells rang faintly with every step.

Just because the woman came on the field with a sword, she knew that this person was deeply loved by Emperor Chu, she was none other than the woman who had been watching for a long time and was even a little happy.

She wore a veil on her face, smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and a bright and compelling momentum suddenly came to her face, which made people have to be amazed by her beauty.

She has some skills, the sword dance is heroic, not soft at all, when her body is so delicate and slender, the perfect fusion of rigidity and softness, so that the whole hall of people involuntarily immersed in the beauty she said.

It's like a dragon, and it also makes Lun Shuo make up his mind!

This person!

He asked for it! 繶䂕N୎쬁⩲㩧晎䭜ᴠg끥节ⱻN・17䵑㦍֖ژȰ