Chapter 344: Phoenix Flying

"When I see Xu Xi one day, comfort me and hesitate. I am willing to match virtue and join hands. I shall not fly away, and I shall be destroyed. The phoenix returns to his hometown and travels all over the world to seek his phoenix. When I haven't met anything, I don't know what to do! There are beautiful ladies in the boudoir, and the room is poisonous to my intestines. ”

Assan-san was in tears, those familiar memories had come flooding in, wrapping Assan-san's heart a lot softer, she now seemed to have gradually forgiven the man in front of her, no matter what he did, he would forgive, and the previous rights and wrongs were written off.

Now, she wanted to indulge in his singing, to snuggle up to his broad chest.

Accompanied by the voice of Qingyue, she also echoed the voice - "What is the fate of the neck for the mandarin duck, the beard and the cheeks soar together!" The phoenix and the phoenix are from me, and they have to be entrusted with the tail as a concubine. Friendship and harmony, who knows each other in the middle and night? The wings are flying high, and I don't feel that I think about the remaining sorrow. ”

At the end of the song, more flowers fell overhead than just now, and at first glance, it turned out that two phoenixes flew over.

"Ah, Lord Wang, you blow the flute to attract the phoenix." Shallow mulberry raised his eyes, looking at the beautiful phoenix through the moonlight, the phoenix is not something that ordinary people can attract, there is a plane tree in the imperial capital, and the phoenix on the plane tree existed a long time ago, but the musician wants to attract it, it is very difficult.

This is a coincidence, but it is enough to illustrate the charm of his singing voice and flute voice, it is a wonderful musical combination, attracting these two phoenixes, the phoenix's wings shook a little, and it has moved with joy.

The two of them only quarreled until the second half of the night, and they were both sleepy, and she was about to resign.

"Lord Wang, tomorrow the slave maid will go to wipe the floor on the fifth watch, so I will take the first step." As she spoke, she was leaving, and there was a sad disappointment in his eyes, and it took a long, long time before he nodded.

The two parted ways, the candle had burned out, before coming, the white ash had just burned, but now, there was no more, and the moon was also hiding in a dark cloud, looking like it was dense and rainless.

Shallow mulberry is afraid of falling raindrops, look at the stratus clouds, and find that there are faint stars, these stars are very brilliant, but they are hidden in the clouds, although the mountain rain is coming tonight, but after all, it is still a quiet night.

Because she had just danced, and now she was drenched in sweat, what about him, the jade screen flute had been put away, and the two of them walked outside one after the other, deep and shallow, and suddenly, she slipped and almost fell, and he was at this moment, he had already lightly stretched his ape arm and hugged the shallow mulberry.

"Thank you."

"With a gesture, you are so smart, I want to ask you a question, in the imperial capital, you also witnessed that incident, you can tell this king!" He was desperate for an answer. "Is the matter of Assang, is it wishful thinking on the part of this king, or is she obviously alive and well, just in a corner of the imperial capital?"

"Lord Wang, do you want the slave to tell the truth, or is it false?" It turned out that he had never forgotten about Assan, she thought that he had already forgotten himself, she was just a weapon in the game between him and Yan Xuanfeng, but judging from everything about him, it has already changed now.

He has a deep longing for her and deep-rooted feelings, not that she can forget it, but she has a very delicate affection for him. Even he couldn't understand it, Qiansang's eyes looked at Emperor Yan Feng, and he saw Emperor Yan's dark pupils falling on his body.

The sharp feeling of life and death in his eyes has been peeled out, making Assan's heart beat with a bang, fortunately, a face has changed, otherwise the eyes will definitely betray herself, she just looked at him like that, and the silence passed for a long time.

"The king wants to hear something that is true and credible."

"Advice against words." She said.

"But she's not going to die, no, never." He refused to believe the bad news, the muscles on his face were beating in pain, seeing this, Asa Sang didn't know what to say, sorted out the wording, and then said: "It's a cliff, she will definitely die if she falls, you know, how high the cliff is." ”

"According to the news of the slave maid, it was you who sent Ying Mei and Shen Jin to assassinate you, where did your killer miss it, probably there are no bones, and the cliff like that will definitely ......"

"No ......" Yan Difeng didn't want to listen, his hand involuntarily moved to the position of the heart, and the heart was empty and painful, this reasoning is valid, and it is precisely because this reasoning is established that Yan Difeng has no way to convince himself, what is the result? Assan-sang has disappeared, and he, alone, is in troubled times......

"Everybody is going to die." She said.

"This king knows, but the shallow mulberry will not, Yan Xuanfeng is fine, why is the shallow mulberry ...... Say disappear and disappear? ”

"Lord Wang, everything has a way, the slave maid thought, since such a tragedy has happened, it must be God's arrangement." She didn't want to entangle a lot, and went outside in a panic, he was still sighing melancholy, hearing the painful sigh, seeing his painful look, Qiansang's heart also suddenly hurt.

Isn't love mutual?

She reminded herself that she was a killer, and in order to consolidate Yan Xuanfeng's royal power and wealth, and let history go according to what Fairy Si Yu said, she could only abandon her pawn and protect the car. Then again, will she be able to be with people? She is just a sealed soul, and the spirit cannot be with people.

That love is a mirage, a sand painting that disappears when it is blown, she came outside with a painful mood, several maids saw the appearance of Assan, they all felt strange, they escorted the girl away, in the moonlight, Assansang precipitated for a long time, before taking a step and going towards his house.

Just after a turn, a person has flashed out, that person is like a ghost, when he encounters this, Asano-sang was stunned, and when he saw that it was Bai Ze, he was relieved.

"Your Majesty, you don't rest most of the night, what are you doing here to turn around and make ghosts?" As she spoke, she caressed her heart, the things that had just been in her head, everything she had just been thinking about, was frightened by this sudden guy to the country of Java.

At this moment, Bai Ze, who was standing in the moonlight field, looked very gloomy, he lowered his eyes and face, immersed in a sad sadness that he couldn't extricate himself from, as for Qiansang, don't waste it to analyze his mentality, he has already gone forward.

His long eyelashes seemed to be connected to moonshine pancreatitis, and with a slight shake, he could form an arc full of temptation. The whole person is so straight, so eye-catching, but the strange thing is that the attraction and charm of all this suddenly disappeared in front of Assan.

Everything about him is greatly discounted by her.

He wanted to be with her, and the more straightforward she refused, the more she wanted to get closer to her, and the distance between the two was now infinitely shortened, infinitely shortened......

"Do what?"

"I heard your singing just now." He said, and Asa-san nodded. Raising his head and looking at the person in front of him, Bai Ze's pupils were pitch black, like an unfathomable ancient well, but there were no waves in the ancient well, and the window of the soul could attract the attention and gaze of Asa Sang, making Asa Sang's breathing tighten in an instant.