What Lou Yue gave her was the ointment to remove the scar.

He didn't remind her, she forgot the wound on her face that was scratched by Ning Guifei's sharp armor.

Back on the small bed behind the cubicle, Su Liuying smeared the medicine and fell asleep, physically and mentally exhausted, but she couldn't sleep......

Early the next morning, when the sky was still hazy, Su Liuying got up. But when she went to the front, there was no one on the bed, and Lou Yue didn't know where to go early in the morning?

The sound of Jin Ming came from outside the camp tent, Su Liuying quietly lifted the corner of the curtain, and on the empty floor of the camp, Lou Yue was wearing a dark civilian clothes and was practicing swords.

His posture is vigorous, his sword momentum is like a rainbow, every move and every momentum is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and the sword light is like lightning, cutting through the hazy morning light......

At some point, thin snowflakes flew in the sky, and the first snow of winter quietly came.

Looking at the snowflakes in front of him, in a trance, Su Liuying's mind appeared like a father, and his brain burst and he was lying in the cold cell covered in blood. She dragged him home alone on a cart, and there were snowflakes flying in the sky, which was also the first snow of the year......

Lou Yue put away his sword and returned to the camp, Su Liuying was squatting on the edge of the brazier and playing with the charcoal fire, burying her head very low, and when she heard the sound, she secretly raised her hand to wipe her eyes.

She greeted him, took the sword in his hand, handed over a cup of hot tea, and said softly: "The slave has prepared the soup for bathing, please take a bath and change clothes." ”

Tea is his favorite Mengding nectar, the soup is yellow and slightly green, the aroma is high and refreshing, the entrance is sweet and fresh, and the teeth and cheeks are fragrant.

After taking a sip, Lou Yue couldn't help but bow his head lightly - the tea was brewed well!

When the teacup was handed back to her, the wind swept over her face as if unintentionally, and the eye-catching tears were vividly visible.

Lou Yue felt that the tears were dazzling, turned his head and went to the inner room, took off his clothes and soaked in the water, and saw her standing outside with a red face and not daring to come in.

A pillar of incense, Lou Yue came out of the room, his hair dripping with water, this time, Su Liuying did not instruct, first moved the brazier to his feet, and then picked up a cotton towel to help him carefully wipe his hair.

The tent was silent, and even the sound of snow could be heard clearly.

"If there is a chance for you to meet the emperor, what will you do?"

Suddenly, Lou Yue, who had been closing her eyes and recuperating, glanced at her and spoke coolly.

The movement in his hand froze, and Su Liuying didn't understand for a moment what he meant by asking. When she saw the cold light in the depths of his eyes, she suddenly realized that he was actually doubting that he would assassinate the emperor.

She was stunned on the spot, and didn't know how to speak for a while.

At this moment, the door curtain was lifted, and the cold air poured in, Su Liuying thought it was Nanshan, but she didn't expect a group of people to come in, led by Princess Lishu who was wearing a smoky cloud and a sable cloak.

As soon as she came in, her eyes were fixed on Su Liuying's face, and when she saw her face clearly, her face turned dark, and before Su Liuying stepped forward to ask for peace, she had already stepped forward to Lou Yue and asked, "Shu'er has been asking Xiu'er Juan'er to serve Brother Lou before, but Brother Lou has always disagreed, now how can you let the rough girl into your house?" ”

After that, in front of Lou Yue, he stared at Su Liuying with white eyes.

Lou Yue's brows frowned unconsciously, "I'll just use comfort!" ”

After that, he got up and said coldly: "Change clothes!" ”

Su Liuying heard this, and hurriedly stepped forward to serve, but was grabbed by Princess Lishu, and with a push of her hand, she was pushed to the side of the ground, and she stepped forward to serve Lou Yue herself.

As soon as her hand touched Lou Yue, he turned sideways to avoid it, and saw Su Liuying climbing up from the ground, but he didn't dare to get up, and knelt with his head down.

"The princess's daughter, Weichen doesn't dare to be it!"

His tone was cold and rusty. Although Lishu felt it, she didn't think so, but leaned forward with a smile, and while helping him sort out his clothes, she said coquettishly: "Brother Lou said this well, my father said that I want Brother Lou to be Shu'er's concubine, and it is natural for Shu'er to do this......

In front of the palace people, Lishu took the initiative to mention her marriage with Lou Yue without shyness, she said happily, but she didn't find that Lou Yue's face was completely black.

Lou Yue brushed away her hand, took two steps back, her face was solemn, and she said in a deep voice: "Before the marriage is decided, how can the princess play casually?!" ”

Lishu thought that he would be as happy as herself when she heard the news, but she didn't expect him to be angry, her face suddenly turned red, she bit her lip and looked at him, and said angrily: "It's a matter of time, it's just a matter of a holy decree from my father......

"The marriage of this son is in charge!"

No matter how dull Princess Lishu was, she could clearly hear the meaning of Lou Yue's words, and it was clear that she didn't want to be her concubine. I couldn't help but be ashamed, angry and anxious, and almost cried.

In the whole world, only Lou Yue dared to refuse the royal family, even Emperor Huicheng forced him to ......

Feeling the solemnity and tension of the atmosphere, Su Liuying buried her head even deeper, but Princess Lishu, who was annoyed and angry, was about to sprinkle the grievances she received from Lou Yue......