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This woman also looks like an ordinary worldly bewitching thing, as if she has the suffering of the people in her heart, but why should she tease herself?
Cangkui sorted out Nanxi's approach from the beginning to the back, she wanted to come out from the beginning, and now she ......
Cangkui turned to look at Nanxi.
Now she's sitting here.
No matter what method she used, her goal was achieved!
She talked and laughed with the shopkeeper, and there was no woman's style in her speech and demeanor!
Could it be that he was deceived by her?
She's not a woman at all?!
Cangkui was suddenly shocked, he was really cunning!
Then he stepped forward and said to Nanxi: "Please Gongzi Xin go back to my house with me at this moment!"
"Why?" Nanxi swallowed a piece of beef and looked at Cangkui.
"Did Xin Gongzi deceive Zaixia?"
"Why should I deceive you?" Nanxi didn't know what he was thinking at the moment, but what she could do now had been done, even if she returned home now, it wouldn't hurt.
"You!" Cangkui suddenly approached Nanxi and whispered in her ear, "You're not a woman, are you?" ”
When Nanxi heard this, he finally understood, since he wanted to think so, it wasn't right!
"Oops! General Cangkui, I can't imagine you are so smart! Instantly saw through me! In this way, let's go home now, and you won't be pursuing it, okay? After Nanxi finished speaking, he bowed down and apologized.
Cangkui took a deep breath: "That's it! I also hurt my son, and I hope that my son will not blame. ”
Beihuai saw that the group evacuated South Street again and returned to Chaoxi Mansion.
A pair of sword eyebrows twisted slightly, and their cold faces looked like the cold winter wax moon at this time.
What exactly is Cangkui doing?
"Brother Jing Ting, you call someone to take a look, what kind of calculation Cangkui is making." Beihuai Road.
"Do you want to know that you are going to inquire and that I don't know that my inferior person is very busy at the moment?" Bai Jingting held a warm pot and sank into a thick blanket.
"You!" When Beihuai saw him like this, he was obviously dissatisfied with the fact that he saved Huo Mian a few days ago.
Beihuai turned around and continued to watch the group of soldiers order in front of Chaoxi Mansion.
At this time, Bai Jingting got up leisurely, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked: "They have been guarding against Yin Murong's return all day and night, but they don't know where he still has half of the troops in his hands at the moment, but they should really worry about Jincheng, and when the ice covers the river, this place will change hands!" Beihuai, I really admire you more and more! ”
After speaking, he went out, and the person had gone, and the voice was still there: "I'll find someone to show you now, what have you done with your little heart......"
Beihuai was still looking in the direction of Chaoxi Mansion, where Nanxi had long been gone.
The vast Honghe River has formed a thin layer of cold ice at this moment, the north wind is whistling, and Huo Mian is standing on the riverbank in silver armor, his brows are tightly locked.
The corners of his lips cracked a little, and looking at the thin ice on the river, he felt a crisis that he had never felt before!
Even if Zhu Yanjun almost broke the city at the beginning, he never had such worries as today.
Internal and external troubles, national disasters are at the head.
Huo Mian turned around and looked at the city wall in the southeast, where a woman in white was still tied to the high wall.
In his memory, she had no joy, anger or sorrow, some of them had always bowed her head and obeyed, and her voice and smile were still blurred in his eyes to this day.
"Give her a cloak and don't let her die." Huo Mian said to the entourage on the side.
Yin Yachu had never felt that the snowy winter could be so cold, as if the eighteen deep winters he had lived in the past were all fake.
This cold is bone-chilling, she stood here, her legs were already unconscious, and she even felt that in the next second, she would die.
If it weren't for her father's rebellion, she would have been lying on the soft fox fur at this moment, holding a warm pot and drinking superb tea.
Yin Yachu has never felt that he was so lucky, in the past, he was the only one in his eyes, but now he is tied to this cold and ruthless city wall, can he Huo Mian talk about the slightest past feelings?
Suddenly, a thick cloak fell on her shoulders that were trembling to the point of almost stiffness, and Yin Yachu was slightly stunned.
Two hot tears crossed her white cheeks, melting the snow from her face.
It turns out that he is not completely ruthless......
It snowed for three days in a row, and the cold was better than the day, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated on the roof of Fan's house, and Fan Changji still did not return until the night was approaching.
Fan Qianru sat on the sandalwood incense chair in Huarong Pavilion in despair, her heart was already messy at the moment.
Could her Shigong not be able to stand the cold at night, and prepare half a bite of food for him in that cold cell?
Fan Qianru didn't dare to think about it.
Fan Qianru seemed to have forgotten that she still had a daughter tied to the cold city wall, her green silk had long been covered with thick snow, her lips had been frozen blue, maybe she wouldn't survive tonight.
With the sound of screams, Fan Qianru finally woke up from her imaginary worries.
The sudden panic and uneasiness filled her body, and Fan Qianru stumbled to the ground.
They're coming?!
They're here to kill themselves?!
Fan Qianru shrunk her body in the corner of the wall, listening to the sound outside the door getting closer and closer......
The sound of a sword piercing her chest sounded, and the screams came one after another, Fan Qianru covered her panicked mouth, gritted her teeth and got into the scarlet-bottomed bed where the cranes danced wildly.
Suddenly, the door creaked open, and a pair of wet black shiny boots stepped into the room.
The owner of the boots paced a few steps outside the room where Fan Qianru was, and then got closer and closer to her......
The boots got closer and closer, and it didn't stop until they reached Fan Qianru's eyes.
"Qianru, it's Dad, come out." The voice was magnetic and hoarse.
Fan Qianru had a moment of joy after hearing Fan Changji's voice, just as she was about to crawl out from under the bed, a strong light reflected into her eyes, the strong light flashed, Fan Qianru looked at it again, only to see a drop of blood falling down from the sword glowing with cold light, and the bright red blood was close in front of her.
Bang, click......
Fan Qianru covered her mouth and nose tightly, and she didn't dare to gasp.
Suddenly, the sword was lifted and stabbed hard at the bed!
Fan Qianru hadn't even figured out the situation yet, and her back was cold!
How did he find out?!
Why did he kill people?!
Blood slowly flowed down the scarlet-bottomed bed where the cranes danced, and Fan Changji retracted his sword and inserted it into its scabbard.
Fan Ge was sleeping soundly at the moment holding the wine bottle in his arms, when suddenly a small hand put on his shoulder and shook him awake violently.
The voice was sweet, but suppressed: "Daddy, wake up!" Wake up! ”
Fan Ge was shaken for a while, and finally woke up from his sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was his daughter Fan Yaoqing, and he thought he was dreaming.
"Qin-Qin'er, why are you here, why did you think of coming to see Daddy?"
The little hand suddenly covered Fan Ge's mouth, and lowered his voice and said, "Dad, you be quiet, Fan Mansion has entered the thief, and now he is killing people outside!" ”
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