At the beginning of the remnants of the third watch, the capital was shrouded in night, and on the long bluestone street, there were two slender figures walking side by side.

"You're so ......"

Mingyue sighed, looking like she hated iron but not steel, and then, she stole a glance at Baojin, and actually chuckled, "However, stupid people also have stupid blessings, and the 30,000 Shenning Army will be in your hands from now on." ”

"Not necessarily."

Bao Jin stepped on the night frost on the Qingtiao Stone, and a layer of snow white stained the shoes and socks, bringing a slight chill, "Even if Huang Shuai swears like this today, he will only be truly convinced by Jing Cong when I have something to achieve, after all, the 30,000 Shenning Army can't accompany me to death." ”

The north wind hunted, swept her voice in it, Mingyue stared at the Jingshi in the night, and couldn't help blurting out: "Can your great cause of recovering the country really succeed?" ”

"I don't know."

Bao Jin sighed faintly: "But as long as I am here for a day, I will not let the name of the Yuan family be tarnished...... I have to take back everything that was lost in my sister's hands, and I must not fail until then. ”

Her voice was ethereal, echoing through the long streets, not knowing whether it was a promise to the bright moon or a reminder to herself.

Mingyue looked at her, and somehow, she only felt that she was walking slowly, as if she had a thousand burdens on her shoulders, but she still walked forward with a smile.

Ahead, there is still darkness that cannot be seen, and I don't know when I will see the light again.

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Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is the end of the year.

On the twenty-sixth day of December, the heavy snow that had fallen for several days finally stopped and the sky was clear, the cold plum blossomed in the palace, the cold fragrance refreshed people's hearts, and the heaven and earth were shrouded in this vast and quiet whiteness, and in the beauty, there was no fun of being dusty and elegant.

"This paragraph you blow, it's finally getting better, in addition to the tactful tone, and the happy and sad situation, you can also taste some of the situation."

The emperor wears a sable robe, with uniform white needles hidden in the black satin-like fur, which is the saying "hidden needles in the ink", the warmer the wind, and the water is not touched.

Baojin blew out the last epilogue, and then put away the jade flute, she raised her head, and sweat was actually on her snow-white forehead, which showed that she was concentrating.

"The New Year is approaching, and there are more trivial things around me, which makes you tired."

He picked up the silk scarf, took it personally, and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead for Baojin, and his movements were intimate, which can be said to be extremely ambiguous.

The crystal small earlobes were slightly red due to embarrassment, and the emperor was playful, and he actually stretched out his hand to twist it lightly, making it more and more crimson and gorgeous.

He fiddled with the pearl earrings the size of a grain of rice under his fingers, frowned slightly, and said, "Your head and face jewelry are too shabby, are they all shelved away from what I gave you?!" ”

Hearing the displeasure in his tone, Bao Jin said in a low voice: "Those hairpin rings are priceless, but they are not something that a lowly person like me can wear, and there is a big banquet today, if there is any transgression......

"I see."

The emperor's heart was bright, and he said, "There are about some people who see you serving beside me for a long time, and they want to pick your errands." ”

"Long Live the ...... of the Saints"

Baojin lowered his head, his eyebrows frowning slightly, like the dew in the morning.

The emperor's heart fluttered, he grabbed her, and laughed loudly: "I remembered the words of the novels in the market, and it is appropriate to use them on you - two bends seem to be frowning and not frowning, and a pair of eyes that seem to be happy but not happy...... Don't move yet, wait for me to 'thrush depth into the time'! ”

He really ordered someone to bring charcoal and carefully painted the thrush for Baojin with his own hands.

While depicting with his hands, he stared at Baojin's eyes, and the eyes of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme Son of Heaven did not have the usual coldness at all, only the veins were affectionate.

"What a pair of good eyes......"

He muttered, Baojin was almost embraced by him, and listening to this, a subtle and obscure emotion rose in his heart.

It was anger, mixed with unwilling sourness—

He is still indulging in the old feelings, and he thinks of the queen again?

Bastard......

She gritted her teeth and sneered, softly, but resolutely: "Your Majesty, the queen mother is still waiting for you to go to the banquet!" ”

This sound of Jin Zhenyu shattered, shattering all the charms and illusions, and the charcoal pen in the emperor's hand was slammed, and the face was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

"Your Majesty, it's time to ......"

The half-open door of the temple was pushed open, and the eerie atmosphere was interrupted, and the figure that appeared in front of the door was almost transparent by the light of the sky—

It's King Jing's clouds!

(The two shifts have been completed, although the day is almost dawn, the remnant of the ING, I have not broken my promise)

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