Ye Shuifu sat on the couch, looked at the world brother and snorted coldly in his throat, and after pushing the door away, he stroked his chest, exhaled a long breath, and put his heart at ease. As soon as Ye Jin left, a look of joy appeared in the hazy eyes on Ye Shuifu's face, which were as hazy as the crescent moon. Hurriedly moved to Jiang An's side and carefully observed his handsome eyebrows. Even if he was in danger, took drugs, and was tied up like a dumpling, Jiang An still lay down on the couch peacefully, closed his eyes and recuperated, and there was no trace of sadness on his face, even leisurely.

Ye Shuifu stretched out her hand and gently touched Jiang An's Tsing Yi, Jiang An felt it, the corners of his mouth outlined a shallow smile, and slowly opened his eyes. Ye Shuifu saw him suddenly open his eyes, and suddenly remembered what Brother Fang Cai said, what the enemy said, a shudder, hurriedly retracted his hand, and in his eyes as clear as water, there were a few ripples of panic, and his body slowly shrank back. Seeing her like this, Jiang An felt a little unbearable, his fingers moved slightly, he slowly spoke, and said softly, "It's late at night, and the princess hasn't gone back to the room to rest?" ”

Ye Shuifu heard his voice, and was a little flustered for a while, so she lowered her head, her face was also flushed with a red cloud, and her hands were rubbing the corners of her clothes, not knowing what to say. Jiang An saw it, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. He turned his head to look at the woman in purple, and looked at her carefully, only to feel that she was in a graceful posture, her eyebrows were picturesque, and she was in a trance like a fairy outside the sky, with her cheeks and steps, and she was like a lotus step by step, like a delicate flower swaying, weak willows supporting the wind, a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, with a little panic, flickering, as if there were two pills of black mercury in the white mercury, like a newborn baby, not stained with dust. Jiang An stared at her eyes, and felt a little familiar, and suddenly, she felt that there seemed to be a little mist in those beautiful eyes, and they were getting farther and farther away, like real and fake, like a dream, a kind of beautiful but untouchable distance.

Such eyebrows, in Jiang An's eyes, seem to overlap with the image of the fluttering purple butterfly in the red leaf forest of Rongcheng seven years ago. Awei ...... Awei! At the bottom of his heart, such a cry suddenly erupted, and after he came to his senses, he slowly closed his eyes, and a desolate bitter smile came out of his throat, laughing at himself, why, still can't he forget it? It's been seven years, and you still can't forget it? That childhood obsession, he has long been unable to distinguish whether it is innocent or affectionate, so overlapping and intertwined, reflecting a clear spring under the moon, meandering in his heart, endlessly. A touch of maple red in the forest, splashed with whom's blood, danced all over the sky, and finally burned with the karmic fire, turning into the remnant sun of the western sky. Vaguely dreaming, like crystal, just like a dream, after being broken and withered, who is left behind, spend a lifetime to piece together, to be nostalgic. However, after a few years, the vicissitudes of life, and who dimmed the prosperous years and meandered into a long breath.

"En'......" heard the casual sigh in his throat, so sad. Ye Shuifu's heart tightened, and she couldn't help but raise her head suddenly, and let out a hoarse low question in her throat. The slender hand Izumo sleeve, the wrist is lightly turned, together with the purple yarn in the palm, the streamer flies, painting a touch of the West Sky Tongcai. After a few tactful turns, Jiang An finally realized, although his whole body was weak at this time, and his mind was also dizzy, he still beat his spirit and laughed lightly, "I'm fine, don't worry about it, princess." ”

Jiang An slowly closed his eyes, and said softly in his heart, he couldn't imagine that Ye Huai, the king of Qiling, had such a daughter, even if he was a captive, he took care of him so dedicatedly. I couldn't help but feel a little melancholy, and sighed in my heart, in this troubled world, I don't know how many people have such dusty eyes and mood?

Ye Shuifu sat on the bed, slowly stretched out her hand, touched the thick ropes on Jiang An's body, couldn't help but let out a soft sigh in her throat, and looked up at his eyes, which were full of pathos and guilt. Seeing her like this, Jiang An chuckled awkwardly, but he didn't know how to speak. He was lying on the bed, his whole body couldn't exert his strength, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his head, he frowned, and wanted to raise his hand to cover it, but he found that his hands and feet were firmly clamped, so he had to sigh and close his eyes. His judgment became lower and lower, and he no longer seemed to be able to hear the babbling of the woman beside him, and his consciousness gradually became unclear, Jiang An gritted his teeth and struggled in his heart, "Ten miles of fragrance is drunk, and he deserves to be the king of drugs!" Before superfluous thoughts could flood into his mind, he was dizzy and fell asleep.

Humanity is that women are pleasing to themselves, even if they are separated from the world and standing in the clouds, they can't get rid of such a vulgar fate after all. Cool summer night, flowing fireflies dance, a round of moon in the sky, with the wind as a comb, with the lake as a mirror, light steps and slow spinning, the streamer is scattered, and a bend of the world's style.

The wine is strong in spring, and the window is broken through the moon to find people. On a summer night, Ye Jin, the prince of the perched lemon, couldn't get sleepy, and after a few tosses, he finally put on his clothes, took the wine cup, and walked out.

In the remote suburbs of Jinliang City, this inn is built very chic, although it is not as beautiful as the palace in the bustling city, but it stands by the water, like a master in the mountain, faintly independent, and has a unique charm. Under the moon in the wind, Ye Jin dressed in blue, stood on the lakeside, drank alone, and accumulated a thousand words in his heart, but at this time, except for the bright moon in the sky, no one listened. Thinking about the day when he set out on the expedition, he was full of spirit, and such heroic words, looking back on it, he didn't feel a little funny. The defeat is like a mountain, the Hengqin River, like a giant dragon galloping, roaring wildly, the lives of 30,000 soldiers of Qi Ning, instantly stepped under the feet, torn apart, and even couldn't hear a wail, the splashed blood swayed, integrated into the surging river, and rushed to the east. Jiang An, Jiang An! Every time he thought of this, the bones between his fingers were pinched and gurgling, and his heart was full of anger, and he couldn't wait to return to the inn at this time and tear Jiang An to pieces! However, is that person his life talisman? King Qi Ning has always admired Jiang An's ability to be a person, this serial design, only to come except Jiang An, although it is a loss of 30,000 soldiers, but to capture Jiang An alive, if he is brought back to Qi Ning, can he get a chance to live? Ye Jin put the wine, glanced at the bright moon, regardless of the spicy liquor, raised his head suddenly, poured down all the bitter wine, coughed a few times, raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, and a touch of determination flashed in his eyes. He closed his eyes slightly, listening to the bleak cold wind blowing in his ears, a moment of life and death, here to fight his ears!

At the same time, in this long night, there is also the king of Donglai who is far away in Wanzhou Wan'an Palace-Qin Lan. Recently, there has been a famine in several cities in the southwest, and the memoranda that came to ask for disaster relief was one after another, which was really a headache, Qin Lan read it for a full day, and was really a little tired, so she was served by the imperial female official Qin Xiang, and slept peacefully on the dragon couch. Unexpectedly, as soon as his body was on the couch, Jiang An's matter appeared in front of him, and his brows suddenly frowned slightly, his thoughts became extremely clear, tossing and turning, and he still couldn't sleep peacefully, so he had to sigh, put on a dragon robe, and continued to review the remaining twists and turns. When the king got up, Qin Xiang naturally didn't dare to slack off, so he had to protect the red candle and stand aside to serve tea and shake the fan.

Looking at it, there was a burst of irritability in my heart for no reason, and Jiang An's figure also appeared in the twists and turns in front of me. In fact, if you want to talk about the original intention, Qin Lan originally had such a meager force, Jiang An would be defeated, and under the defeat of the army, it was nothing more than two results, either die on the battlefield, or escape, after returning to the palace, the excuse to punish the crime is, even if it is not a capital crime, he will be abolished, and the future troubles will be eliminated forever. However, Jiang An was defeated, and the small city of Liaoyin could not be with Naqi Ning in vain, so Qin Lan secretly ordered Qin Lingyan to lead the army around the enemy, cut off his grain and grass, and at the same time cut off the passage between Donglai and Qi Ning, and surrounded the 30,000 Qi Ning soldiers in Liaoyin, so that they could not take care of each other, so as to kill two birds with one stone. If Jiang An can die on the battlefield, it will undoubtedly be the best ending, but the current situation is what he did not expect, Jiang An won a complete victory, Qi Ning's 30,000 horses and horses all died tragically in the Hengqin River, Qin Lingyan did not move a single soldier, won without a fight, and the division had returned to the court, but there was news from the front, the prince Jiang An fell into the hands of Qi Ning, and his life and death were unknown.

On that day, above the Golden Palace, the messenger came to report an unexpected news to him, Qin Lan was shocked for a while, regardless of his manners, he suddenly stood up, his face was purple, and he asked sharply above the main hall, "What!" Then he stood there stunned, speechless for a long time. Seeing such a scene, all the ministers of His Royal Highness were moved in their hearts, and they only remembered the benevolence and righteousness of King Donglai, and the love of father and son, and they all sighed and comforted him. Seeing this, Qin Lan glanced at the ministers with cold eyes, and sat silently on the dragon chair, although he was quietly dealing with political affairs, but his ten fingers tightly clasped the dragon chair, as if he was going to tear off the gold pieces on the dragon chair inch by inch. Perhaps, he is the only one who knows, the love between father and son, what a joke! Smart as Jiang An, a few days ago, the coercive scene, must be taken to heart, although the surface is calm and waveless, I don't know what to feel in my heart, Jiang An is a talent in the country, although the king of Qi Ning is short-tempered, but he is not an unwise king, if he takes advantage of Jiang An's hatred of Donglai, he will add fuel to the fire and rebel, then ...... Everything is no longer so simple, and even a little tricky.

So...... Qin Lan suddenly became angry, and smashed his fist on the gold case in front of him, shaking all the twists and turns on the gold case away. There were a few traces of ruthless light in his eyes, and he thought in his heart, so he ...... Jiang An can't stay! The muffled sound was like thunder in the sky, which frightened Qin Xiang beside him and hurriedly leaned down and said a few times in a trembling voice, "The king is angry, the king is angry!" ”

"Hey!" With a long sigh in his throat, Qin Lan dropped the music in his hand suddenly, closed his eyes for a long time, and then slowly called, "Get up!" ”