In the East Lake Courtyard, Xiao Yu, who was wearing a cloak, did not lie on the bed, stepped on a pair of wooden shoes that were the most fashionable among the famous men in the south of the Yangtze River and stood on the edge of the lotus pond, wearing only a loose robe without a belt, and beside him was Lin Yinping, the hostess of the northwest and grassland, as the regime in the capital led by Xiao Yu became more and more stable, Lin Yinping's status also rose, compared to when Lin Yuan was alive, it was even better.

Lin Yinping is naturally divided into the symbolic representative of the grassland family because of her identity as a grassland princess, and she has lived in the central capital for a long time, and most of the generals from the northwest family have also recognized her status as the main mother. In this way, there is a very interesting phenomenon, everyone who calls Lin Yinping the princess is mostly from the grassland family, and the people from the northwest family are very tacitly respectful of calling her the princess. It's a bit of a division of the mother-in-law's house. Therefore, Lin Yinping is not just a vase beside Xiao Yu, behind her is a large wave of relatives led by Lin Han. There was once a bold local wealthy family head in the northwest who joked in private, or else everything must pay attention to a family, that is, Princess Lin has such a big maiden power, so that our prince can not marry a side concubine so far, if it is replaced by a woman from a small family, it is not a matter of one sentence to abolish the concubine and divorce his wife?

Lin Yinping bit his lip lightly, looking at his rightful husband Xiao Yu, his eyes were a little red and swollen, but he changed his usual supple posture and his face was resolute.

Xiao Yu carried his hands behind his back, the long hair scattered on his shoulders fluttered slightly in the wind, and he looked at a blooming white lotus in a daze.

Lin Yinping was silent for a long time, and finally said loudly: "Who is it?"

Xiao Yu said softly: "Don't meddle in this matter, I have my own plans." ”

Lin Yinping said coldly: "You are my man." ”

Xiao Yu said with a smile: "I remember the three chapters of our covenant on the wedding night, no, the external affairs belong to me, the internal affairs belong to you, this time it involves the Sword Sect, it belongs to foreign affairs, so don't interfere, there are no more and no less people in the world who can make me stay away, Shangguan Xianchen, the great sword immortal, must be counted as one, but the Sword Sect without Shangguan Xianchen really doesn't count." ”

Lin Yinping was puzzled: "Is it Shangguan Xianchen?"

Xiao Yu nodded and said: "Eighty percent is true, but with the style of this great sword immortal, he will definitely not throw out Zhang Yushen, a clown who jumps off the beam, it should be Shangguan Xianchen who has set the general direction, and let Dongchen and Xichen do their own thing." What makes me a little puzzled is that during this period of time, the Sword Sect has already had the intention of dying down, how could he suddenly come to such a move, if it was just Zhang Xueyao, it was not worth making such a big move. ”

Lin Yinping had a contemplative look on his face.

She used to be most annoying and intriguing, but this time she rarely thought about it carefully, trying to smooth out the whole thing one by one.

Xiao Yu turned around and said, "I have a hunch, do you think it could be that Xiao Jin, this kid, is stumbling on me behind my back?"

Lin Yinping was slightly surprised, recalling that he was known as a genius uncle with precocious wisdom, but he was not too impressed, so he could only shake his head.

Xiao Yu didn't stay too much on this topic about Xiao Lie, and brushed it off lightly.

Lin Yinping's gaze fell on Xiao Yu's right hand, looking at the shocking scar on it, and said distressedly: "What are you going to do?" The Sword Sect is not easy to mess with, and now that Shangguan Xianchen is in charge, don't do stupid things on impulse." ”

As for Xiao Jin, Lin Yinping tacitly did not mention it.

Xiao Yu smiled: "Now I don't have any cultivation at all, even if I want to be angry, I can't rush up, the Sword Sect is naturally taken care of by the Dao Sect, I have a number, you can rest assured." ”

Lin Yinping sighed in her heart, saying that women can only share wealth and prosperity, but not hardship, she and Xiao Yu have gone through ups and downs all the way, the most difficult time has passed, and now they have achieved fame, they should have joined hands with Baitou, how can it be that in just one year, the distance between each other has become farther and farther? Is it really as the old saying goes, men can only share hardships and hardships, not wealth and prosperity?

Qin Mumian accompanied Xiao Yu for a day, she knew it. Xiao Yu's assassination, she was actually the last to know, and she also knew, she just forced herself to pretend not to know. Sometimes there are some things that have to deceive others and yourself, so that you are good, I am good, everyone is good. As for what grievances he has suffered, and what kind of bitterness he has, who cares? He can only grit his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

Bitter heart.

Xiao Yu said: "You haven't been in good health recently, go back and rest first." ”

Lin Yinping raised his head and glanced at Xiao Yu, but he couldn't see his face, only a figure with his back to her, his eyes were a little puzzled, and he was still at a loss, wanting to say something, but after all, he just opened his mouth and didn't say anything.

She suddenly felt ridiculous, and she didn't want to hold on anymore. The mother is right, the man has changed his mind and the eight horses can't pull it back, although Xiao Yu has not changed his mind, but he is not the single-minded Xiao Yu before, she can only do this to empty the love between the two.

Lin Yinping was silent for a while, then hummed softly and turned to leave.

Xiao Yu, who was alone, stood on the edge of the pond, it was a hot summer day, and after a gust of fresh wind, he felt that his hands and feet were cold, and his body was cold.

The men of the Xiao family are almost in the same vein, Xiao Yu's grandfather's generation is quite decent, but there are many wives and concubines, and there are many heirs.

When I arrived at Xiao Lie, there were not many branches and leaves, but there were a lot of women who were contaminated. Putting aside the peony flower lord and Xiao Yu's mother, the saintess of the Demon Sect in the previous generation, the Bingchen real person of the Taoist Sect, and now the sister of a certain prince in Houjian, plus the princess Ling'an of Da Zheng later, and some concubines have sex with each other, and even the likes of dew marriage, which can be called a real celebrity and gentleman. It's just that although there are many women who are contaminated, there are not many who are worthy of it, and Xiao Yu is even more against his father and son because of Fang Xuan's affairs.

It's the turn of Xiao Yu and Xiao Jin, the brothers, although Xiao Jin is young, but from the perspective of various actions, he is also quite the style of Xiao Lie back then, hoping that such an unscrupulous person at such a young age can become a seed of infatuation, and there is little hope. As for Xiao Yu, in his early years, because of his anger with Xiao Lie, he originally wanted to be an infatuated man with a sincere heart for women, but his nature was difficult to change, although he was restrained, but later he still changed his taste.

On the one hand, he kept saying that he was sorry for Lin Yinping who accompanied him to fight the world, and on the other hand, he was reluctant to give up his love for Qin Mumian, who was like a goblin, and more and more beautiful and excellent women appeared in his sight, dizzying. He inexplicably remembered what Xiao Lie once said, "A woman who is as good as a man is the lowliest woman, and a man who is as good as a wife is the most successful man." ”

Xiao Yu just stood in place in a daze, I don't know how long it took, slowly closed his eyes, and remembered many people and things in the past. There was the heavy snow when he was fifteen years old, what Meishan saw when he was twenty years old, and then the grassland, from the sky surrounded by the city wall on the side of the eastern capital, to the high sky and the wide outside of the fortress, until Lin Yinping pierced Hei Shuiwan's chest with a knife. That is, from there, he began to rise steadily, from Xiao Luma to the king of the grassland, from the king of the grassland to the king of the northwest, and then from the king of the northwest to the righteous king of Xiping County, step by step, like climbing the mountain to see the sun, suddenly enlightened.

When you stand tall, your mind grows. At his age, it is the most ambitious time in his life, but he can stand in the clouds, and it is no longer unrealistic, but within reach.

He was no longer satisfied with the pale word revenge, he wanted to go one step further and accomplish the feat that most men could not think of.

Don't talk about fame, fortune and wealth, and if you haven't picked it up yet, how can you put it down? What man didn't have an absurd dream of ruling the world when he was a child?

Since there is no hero at the time, let him become famous, so how about he go one step further and be a hero?

The organs were exhausted, and the common people were slaughtered, in exchange for a face to the south and the north.

There are only a few hundred words in the history books.

Why do you care if he is immortal or stinking for thousands of years?