The lantern hangs high, as bright as blood.

The head on the ground was arrogant and domineering just now, talking and laughing freely.

At this time, he had already rolled in the dust, and his pale cheeks were full of somewhat distorted stunned.

The lightning-fast flash of the knife only had time to make him show this somewhat funny-looking expression.

The headless corpse, sprayed with blood for a while, fell to the ground in despair.

It is not far from the head, but it is close at hand, the end of the world.

The person holding the wine glass, the wine trembles in the glass, and the person who stands up to toast cannot sit down.

The person chatting with his mouth wide open and couldn't remember what was going on.

No one could have imagined that Yang Ye would dare to kill people here.

This is not only in the city, but also his Hou Mansion, but also in front of the general army Lei Kun.

Even, Chen Xiaohong, the princess who has a close relationship with the palace, is still here.

What's more, the person whose head was cut off by him was the son of Lei Xiaotian, the Marquis of a hundred battles, who obeyed the words of the Emperor of Beijing.

Everyone stared blankly at the corpse on the ground, feeling incredulous.

Lei Zheng stood even more still, and for a while, he couldn't react.

This nephew, who was raised since childhood, this nephew whom he had high hopes for, was killed in front of him like this?

After half a ring, he suddenly roared angrily, threw himself on the corpse, and cried bitterly: "Ming'er! Ming'er ......"

Lei Ming is dead, and he will be completely finished.

He and the one in the capital are brothers, so what, Lei Ming is dead, he has no backer, and he is even likely to be implicated.

That one's heart was so ruthless that even he, who was a younger brother, felt creepy when he thought about it.

"Yang Ye! Little Zai, you dare to kill my nephew!"

He stood up abruptly, drew his saber in his hand, and gritted his teeth.

Yang Ye's eyes narrowed, and the wine jug in his hand was thrown and smashed directly on his face, not giving him any chance to avoid it.

"I haven't joined the army yet, it's not your turn to call you by name, if you make another noise, I will kill you together. ”

Yang Ye's tone was flat, and his eyes were indifferent, but it was chilling down his spine.

Prince Wei Wen and the others looked at the young man in front of them with shocked faces, and they never dreamed that he would be so bold and arrogant.

A team led by Lei Kun, after Lei Ming's death, rushed in with murderous vigour. When Lei Kun drew his sword and faced each other, they all pulled out their knives.

Wu Yiliu said nonchalantly: "Drawing a knife for a marquis must be impatient." Lei Kun, even if Yang Ye kills someone, it won't be your turn to take care of it, if you want to force your hands here, then even if your Lei family has someone to support you, you won't be able to escape the law of the country. ”

Lei Kun's eyes were red, his face was gloomy, he sneered a few times in a row, and said: "Okay, good, little miscellaneous, three days later, I came to look for you, went to the border pass, and Lao Tzu made you worse than dead!"

Yang Ye glanced at him lightly, pointed to the corpse on the ground, and said, "Whoever wants me to die, I will definitely let him die first, no one is an exception." ”

Lei Kun laughed angrily, and didn't care about the wine and blood stains on his face, he personally picked up Lei Ming, glanced at Yang Ye resentfully, and turned away.

After the eyesore left, Yang Ye picked up the wine jug from the table again, smiled at everyone, and said, "Drink." ”

Everyone nodded, continued to drink and chat, just looking at his gaze, they were full of complexity.

There is awe, admiration, and pity.

"Yang Ye, why can't you help it all of a sudden?"

Wu Yiliu came to his side and asked in a low voice.

Yang Ye looked up at the moon, smiled faintly, and said, "Life and death are uncertain in three days, I have to pull a cushion first." Killing Lei Ming now is the best chance, and I'm afraid it's also the last chance. ”

Wu Yiliu nodded and said, "You just became a marquis, killing a person is not a big deal, but the emperor's reward is definitely gone, and it is likely that he will reprimand you." ”

He patted Yang Ye on the shoulder and smiled, "But these are all trivial things for you. ”

Yang Ye poured him a glass of wine, pondered for a long time, and said, "City Lord, I want to ask you for something." ”

Wu Yiliu didn't drink, his eyes flickered for a moment, and said, "If it's about your wife, I don't think I can agree, and I don't dare to agree." ”

Yang Ye nodded, and still said in a low voice: "I won't touch her, if I really die at the border pass, I also hope that she can leave the Xianghou Mansion." ”

Wu Yiliu was not relieved, raised his wine glass, drank slowly, was silent for a long time, and said, "I will tell Tang Jingtian this." ”

The moonlight was like water, sprinkled all over the courtyard.

The crowd ate for a long time, and finally dispersed.

After sending off the last group of people, Yang Ye, who was standing at the door, did not turn around and return to the courtyard, he hid in the shadows, was silent for a long time, and suddenly showed a touch of perseverance in his eyes, and walked towards the street.

Not long after he left, Yang Ziyu and Yin Xue walked out of it with different expressions.

"Sister Yinxue, where do you think my brother will go?"

Yang Ziyu looked at the direction in which Yang Ye was leaving, and asked the cold girl beside him.

This girl followed Yang Ye like a tail, from Yulin to Xiangzhou, from Honghua Pavilion to Xianghou Mansion, and it is likely that she will follow in the future.

She gave up her surname, forgot the cold-blooded woman in the Red Flower Pavilion, and from then on, she had no surname, only a first name.

Yin Xue's eyes were like autumn water, calm as ever, and she didn't speak.

Yang Ziyu glanced at her, pursed his lips, and turned around and entered the mansion.

"Explain what happened, or strengthen your faith. ”

She muttered to the empty doorway, and turned to enter the mansion as well.

Yang Ye came to Tang Fanfan's house, did not knock on the door, and went directly over the wall, quietly.

Tang Fanfen's room, the candlelight is flickering, and the bead curtain is shaking.

When he came to the door, the door just opened, Tang Fanfan was wearing a red dress, bright eyes and bright teeth, and smiled gently: "Coming?"

Yang Ye looked at the slightly dressed woman in front of her, the beauty made people breathe stagnantly, and the pair of clear pool-like eyes were so moving.

Drunken and hazy, he hugged her and entered the room.

Tang Fanfan chuckled softly and looked at him softly without any resistance.

Yang Ye helped her take off her shoes and socks, grasped the pair of delicate jade feet like tender lotus, and suddenly remembered the girl in the Xianghou Mansion who was alone in the empty room.

Without hesitation, he gently untied the belt around her waist and removed her dress.

The woman's flawless snow-white ** is impressive.

The black hair is like a waterfall, the jade body is horizontal, and a light smile ripples in her clear eyes.

The double peaks on the chest are tall and towering, like white jade, and they are natural.

Yang Ye took off his clothes and slowly pressed up.

Tang Fan smiled, and two lines of tears fell.

Not sadness, but pity.

Not pity herself, but pity this boy with a rough fate.

Crying and crying, her whole body was hot and her breath was short.

A pair of slender ** separated, and Yang Ye finally stepped forward.

Tang Fanfan's delicate body trembled, and hugged him tightly, just like many years ago, when he first went to the mountain, he was lonely and helpless, hugging that sweet girl, and cherished it very much.

Two kinds of cherishing, but not the same.

What was given to him tonight was not only a virgin, but also the hope of tomorrow, the future and the future.

The gauze tent slipped quietly, and on the bed, it fell red dots and shook gently.

Outside the window, the moon hangs high and the stars are clustered.

When the full of passion was vented, Yang Ye hugged her and lay in his arms, and the soft person was even more boneless.

Tang Fanfan bit his lip gently, his body was still trembling slightly, his hot cheeks were buried in the young man's chest, and his intoxicated eyes were full of happiness.

On the white and upright twin peaks, there are red handprints, shallow bite marks, and crystal clear tears.

Tang Fanfan knew that her tears did not fall there.

"After three days, I left, and I don't know if I'll come back alive. But I'll tell myself that at the slightest chance, I'll climb back. Fan Fan, from now on, you will be my wife, Xinyu I dare not ask for it, because I am afraid of disappointing her and affecting her, but you, I am not afraid. ”

Yang Ye kissed the woman's tender earlobe lightly and said softly.

Tang Fanfan raised his cheeks and smiled sweetly: "Because you like me, like two words, for me, it's enough." ”

Yang Ye shook his head, smiled slightly, and said, "I'm not that noble, although liking you is the main thing, but if you are a secular person, I won't be like this." ”

Tang Fanfan nodded, a hint of cunning suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he said softly: "Yang Ye......"

"It's called Xianggong. ”

Yang Ye held her peak, and there was a hint of threat in her tone.

Tang Fan smiled coquettishly and said very obediently: "Xianggong, can you do it again?"

The tone is gentle and seductive.

Yang Ye moved something, turned over directly and pressed her underneath, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and said, "What do you say? I was supposed to come three times tonight, but I'm afraid you won't be able to get up tomorrow." ”

Tang Fan Fan was also shy, pouting, not quite convinced.

"Humph!"

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Yang Ye snorted coldly, and directly parted her slender legs, and was just about to act, when the gauze tent moved, a slender girl without a trace of clothes rolled in and pressed him underneath.

"Hehe, Xianggong, the remaining two times, let the little woman bear it, Sister Fan is such a delicate person, she definitely can't stand it. ”

Bai Tian held him down, and without waiting for him to speak out in shock, as soon as he lowered his head, he made Xiao Yang Ye straight, and Da Yang Ye trembled even more, unable to speak.

Da Yang Ye was stunned and enjoyed, and at the same time turned his head to look at Tang Fan with a smile on his face beside him, his eyes were full of inquiry.

Tang Fanfan also concealed it, and said with a smile: "Tian Tian has long been your person, I'm afraid you don't want it, so I can only do this." Xianggong, don't blame me. ”

A delicate and delicate husband made Yang Ye pity, where can he be blamed.

The second time, Bai Tian took the initiative, and there were endless tricks, and the Tang fans next to him were dumbfounded, and they were secretly envious in their hearts.

When the eastern sky whitened, it finally began for the third time.

Bai Tianjiao panted, pulled Tang Fanfan, and the sisters went into battle together, and their voices were shocking.

The horns are continuous, the earth shakes the mountains, the sky is dark, the sun and the moon are dark, and the fighting Yang Ye throws away his armor and begs for mercy.

The two sisters laughed coquettishly and joined hands to kill them all.

"Bang!"

The sturdy wooden bed, in the heat of battle, finally broke.

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