The winter morning in Xiajing, especially the early morning after the snow, is very beautiful, and the city is full of silver frost armor.

Ding Li curiously walked while teasing the snow, this is the first time he has seen snow, he thought that this winter will be in the Beilin riding camp, before the early meeting of friends, and when the first snow falls, everyone will be romantic and romantic together in the snow, but never expected that his first snow will fall in Kyoto.

The snow in Kyoto is not thick, and there are already handymen on the official roads who have begun to clean the roads, so there is a lot less artistic conception.

Ding Li was a little regretful that he didn't run out to enjoy the scenery last night when the snowflakes were at their heest, and there was not much to see at the moment.

Looking at the dwarf trees on the side of the road, Ding Li was a little nostalgic for the border of Beilin, the Bailin Pass in Beilin is farther north than Kyoto, where it should have snowed a long time ago, but unfortunately, he couldn't see the white shirt forest full of ice outside the pass, it is said that it is the most beautiful place in Bailin Pass and the most suitable place to deceive girls' feelings.

As soon as the sky was white, the early risers were already busy shaking off the snow from the doors and windows, and went out one after another, and the pots of the breakfast stalls in the alleys began to steam.

Ding Li stayed up all night last night, and at this moment he couldn't bear the temptation of the fragrance, so he hurriedly ran over to occupy a seat and ordered a bowl of hot mutton soup.

There are not many people in this stall, the time is still early, the stall owner did not prepare everything properly, just brought the soup up, and went to work with other things as soon as he confessed, Ding Li didn't mind, picked up the bowl, and just wanted to take a big sip, when suddenly the tip of a sword poked down from the top of his head.

Ding Li didn't dodge, just frowned, the tip of the sword was thrust down against the tip of his nose, and with a snap, the clay bowl of mutton soup was stabbed into pieces, and then inserted into the table, standing on the table, the hilt of the sword was still dangling.

The hot mutton soup spilled on the table, and Ding Li moved in disgust to avoid the juice flowing sideways to the table.

The tip of a sword was pressed against the back of Ding Li's neck, cold and piercing, Ding Li stopped and said indifferently: "Which hero is so boring that he dares to make such a joke with the officials of the Criminal Department in Kyoto?"

When the stall owner heard the noise, he wanted to come out to see the situation, but as soon as he stretched out his head, he was pressed into the stall and couldn't move.

Ding Li could feel the tip of the sword behind him tremble, as if he was trying to control his emotions, a fragrant wind drifted by, and a woman wearing a luxurious mink fur sat opposite Ding Li.

"Miss Yunxiang, did you appear at this time, did you not sleep all night and drank a night in the bar, so now do you want to say good morning or good night to you? Pay attention to your body, girl's family, drinking all night every day is not a long-term solution, do you want to have a bowl of mutton soup together, hot soup and hot noodles are the best hangover ......" Ding Li smiled and teased.

Yun Xiang also smiled slightly and didn't speak, letting Ding Li talk nonsense there.

The tip of the sword behind Ding Li trembled more and more, and when Ding Li talked nonsense about the year of Burning Beijing, he finally couldn't help it, the tip of the sword disappeared suddenly, and then the sword body slapped Ding Li's cheek horizontally, wanting to slap Ding Li hard.

This fan came unusually fast, and it stopped unusually fast, and instantly stopped a few inches away from Ding Li's cheek, and the sword body was still shaking at high speed, making a buzzing sound.

There is a jade pendant between the sword body and Ding Li, the token of the third princess, Ding Li lights up this jade pendant, and the sword can only stop.

Ding Li stopped ridiculing, and said with a cold face: "Your master said that you are the most stupid among her subordinates, let me meet you and do something wrong, don't mind." ”

After speaking, Ding Li turned to look at the sword-wielding man: "Murong Fu, you are really stupid, no wonder in Jiangnan, the master can lose her by your side." ”

The one holding the sword was Murong Fu, last night's operation failed, and the third princess disappeared in front of him again, so angry that he almost went crazy, and vented frantically for a night, and finally regained some sense, at this moment, he was so provoked by Ding Li, he was instantly angry, his eyes were immediately blood-red, his sword body trembled, and he wanted to do it again.

"Stop!" Yun Xiang shouted, grabbed the chopsticks scattered on the table trousers, and shot a few over.

The swordsman behind Murong Fu also took precautions, and at the same time, the two of them caught up and controlled Murong Fu, and at the same time covered his mouth to prevent him from yelling.

Murong Fu couldn't move, and Yun Xiang's chopsticks sneered smoothly into Murong Fu's sword-holding hand.

Murong Fu's hand holding the sword shook violently for a while, and blood slowly oozing out, but he still refused to abandon the sword.

Ding Li watched Murong Fu struggle for a while with a playful look, then turned around and said to Yun Xiang: "It's still Miss Yunxiang who is generous and decent, knowledgeable, and even your master is full of praise, you want it, you want it." ”

Then he touched his shriveled stomach and shouted to the stall owner: "Boss, come two more bowls of mutton soup, add ingredients, chopped green onions and spicy seeds." ”

The stall owner looked at Ding Li with a frightened face, and secretly complained in his heart, don't get involved with me when you gods fight, grandpa, I have an old and a young, and a junior in the middle, and I haven't had enough of my life.

Yun Xiang looked at Ding Li, then waved his hand to signal his subordinates to let go of the stall owner, and said to the stall owner: "Three bowls, my bowl doesn't have green onions and no spicy." Then he stretched out his hand and motioned for Ding Li to sit on the clean table next to him.

Ding Li smiled, ignored Murong Fu, who was still twitching, lifted his clothes and sat down, and immediately a sommelier's sister helped the boss bring the mutton soup.

"Come on, Miss Yunxiang, I'll invite you to drink soup first, it's too big to eat. Ding Li didn't care about Sven, and after a little politeness, he drank the soup and ate the meat by himself.

Yun Xiang actually ate it generously, this casual attitude made Ding Li nod secretly, it seems that Yun Xiang's mood is much higher than that of Murong Fu.

After eating and wiping his mouth, Ding Li exhaled a mouthful of white mist comfortably, and watching the white mist dissipate in the air, Ding Li said to Yun Xiang with a smile: "Miss Yun Xiang, you can hide it deep enough, the official was a little shy about your enthusiasm for you that night, and almost made a big joke." ”

Yun Xiang looked at Ding Li calmly: "Each other, the little woman couldn't imagine that the commander of the special combat team of the dignified criminal department, a sharp knife under the prince's command, would actually be the prince's hidden enemy, Ding Commander this forbearance, the little woman admired it very much." ”

"Hey, hey, hey. Ding Liyin laughed: "Miss Yunxiang's words, is it considered a threat to this official?"

That's exactly what I mean. Yun Xiang said lightly: "Ding is wise and wise. ”

"This official hates threats the most in his life, and the last one who threatened me is so dead that he can't die anymore, Miss Yunxiang, are you sure you want to follow in his footsteps?" Ding Li bluffed viciously.

Miss Yunxiang smiled sadly, and looked at Ding Li with a little charm: "Lord Ding, if you can't save your master, we will die even worse, both horizontally and vertically, why don't you pull a handsome Lord Ding to cross the bridge hand in hand? ”

Ding Li's mouth is not very neat, this Yunxiang is not afraid of bluffing, and his bearing is very extraordinary, which makes Ding Li feel like a dog bites a mouse and has nowhere to put his mouth.

Yun Xiang sat close to Ding Li's side, gently leaned her head into the crook of Ding Li's neck, blew like a blue and said softly: "There are too many ways to die, for Lord Ding, Yun Xiang and her sisters are willing to accompany adults to sleep in the same bed and die, this way of death is the most free." ”

Ding Li is not neat enough, but he is still a virgin, and at this moment, when he was leaned on by Yun Xiang like this, his body instantly stiffened, and his face turned red.

Mom, this is the most terrifying negotiating opponent, you can't talk about it, you can't bluff it, it's lewd and more obscene than you, and it's more experienced than you, so it's a chicken feather.