After thinking about it, Lu Dongzan said again: "We Tubo people say, 'Although you have resentment in your heart, you also smile at the enemy', which means that you should not easily let people know your true thoughts, so as not to be caught by others to deal with your shortcomings." ”

After listening to Lu Dongzan's admonition, Li Yuntong stuck out his tongue and said angrily: "The master has explained to me that you can't tell others these things. I've never told anyone before, tonight, maybe the moonlight is too good......"

She smiled and turned around with her hands behind her back and walked backwards, facing Lu Dongzan and said, "Daxiang, I see you with a three-point smile at any time, don't you want people to know what you are thinking?" ”

Lu Dongzan was embarrassed, and then snorted casually, avoiding answering, "Li Gongzi watch the road carefully, it is difficult to walk at night." ”

Noamo, who was following them, looked up at the sky, a small crescent moon, shining on the ground, even the figure was blurry, he didn't quite understand what Li Yuntong meant when he said that the moonlight was too good, and was about to ask again, Lu Dongzan, who had already walked in the door, glanced at him and said, "Don't keep up yet." ”

The night in the middle of winter was too cold, coupled with the yin qi of Yizhuang, Li Yuntong, who was walking in front, couldn't help but shiver.

Lu Dongzan behind her thought about it, took off his mink hood and cloak, handed it over and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, put it on, the minister is a person who practices martial arts, and he is not so afraid of the cold." ”

Without waiting for Li Yuntong to resign, he said again, if His Royal Highness is frozen, it will be difficult for the ministers to die.

Li Yuntong was indeed shivering with cold, and when he saw Lu Dongzan solemnly acting as a monarch and minister when he said these words, he didn't shirk anymore, took the cloak, and said softly, Thank you, Prime Minister.

In the dim moonlight, Li Yuntong wrapped the dark mink winter hat cloak tightly, revealing only a goose egg face the size of a palm, with snow-white skin and picturesque eyebrows.

Other girls should stay at home with such a handstove in such weather, play the piano and paint to be a female celebrity, but she wants to be like a man, walking outside, and learning some strange skills.

Even if you have been in trouble before, as long as you come out, you will smile and smile when you turn around, and you will forget it completely.

It's just a person who met in Pingshui, for the sake of a story to fulfill this Shengyuan's affection, completely ignoring the other party's previous desire to kill her.

Such a heart really has the great compassion of the Buddha who sacrificed his life to feed the tiger.

But you can say that she has great compassion, but the prince of Rahman of Baidahor has been made by her nightmares and deranged.

Not only is her personality multi-faceted, but even her beauty is also multi-faceted, she wears men's clothes under the sun, she is heroic, heroic, and at night, she is more weak and gentle, and even her eye waves seem to be like Yingying autumn water, more soft and affectionate......

It's really young, the girl's face is always full of freshness, there are no taboos about anything, and she wants to see everything she is curious.

Unlike himself, he always puts safety first and interests first.

These thoughts are just flashes of thought, and after returning to his senses, Lu Dongzan's heart sank, of course he would not be distracted by a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, this Yizhuang, it is really a little weird.

His expression was much more cautious, and he reminded Li Yuntong in a low voice: "Li Gongzi, be careful, there is something wrong with this Yizhuang." ”

Because he walked closer, he smelled a girlish breath like a musk deer on the tip of his nose, and Lu Dongzan hurriedly took two steps back before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Tonight, probably because the moonlight is too good, and a hundred ghosts walk at night, so that distracting thoughts arise.

His hand was on the hilt of the knife at his waist.