The sky is close by, and the moon is short of flowers in a flash. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Holding a cup in his hand, his eyes are full of tears.

Just said that he would take care of himself, and he was reluctant to teach people to be reluctant, and those who were good to go had a long future.

Worry is worried about the lonely phoenix, worry is sad about the lack of flowers in the month, for the sake of the pretty family, harm is to harm who has been used to it, thin is thin not like this time, hate to hate the lonely curtain embroidered cold, afraid of dusk to night.

"Drunk East Wind, Farewell" - Guan Hanqing

One of the eight hardships of life, farewell.

Although they all comfort and part, they are all in order to accumulate the joy of getting together, but when a feeling that is so strong that it is difficult to dissolve, it is still difficult to let go of the pain caused by being cruelly separated, attachment and reluctance.

Life is always impermanent.

Even if it is, the full blessings of each other are so overwhelmingly surrounded by him, and the various unpredictable elements between heaven and earth, their ruthlessness, always make life small and fragile in an inadvertent moment.

Many times, a parting becomes the final end of life, and the rest is a long period of soreness and melancholy.

The soul-stirring torture, the affectionate singing like a cry, and the poignant depths seem to set off some fragile touches in the depths of the soul that were originally intended to be buried for a lifetime, and the noble ladies couldn't help but take out soft handkerchiefs to wipe the tears from the corners of their eyes.

There was no trace of tears in Nangong Seventh Lady, but her eyes were bloodshot.

No one knew the pain in her heart.

In the eyes of outsiders, she was taken into the palace by the eldest master of Nangong as the seventh lady, although her maiden family is also a big family, but it is absolutely impossible to compare with the Nangong family; Ma Wan'er became the seventh lady of the Nangong family, and the status of her mother's family is naturally rising; what is even more enviable is that she also has a son who fights for her face.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Seventh Lady can be said to be the happiest person in the world.

In the world, everyone has a sad knot that he (she) hides in the deepest part of his or her soul.

The sad knot of the Seventh Lady is that there was once the shadow of such a man in her heart.

Marriage is always trampled on by interests.

In order to bring back the family that had fallen into a trough and was almost paralyzed, it was her fate to be the seventh lady of the old man of Nangong.

However, the man she loved was arrested into the barracks under a series of black box operations, and faced with two choices: one was to be executed immediately, and the other was to go to the front line as a cannon fodder striker. Between life and death, even if there is a glimmer of life, you must fight.

The man chose to be cannon fodder.

As a result, the man was lucky, the cannon fodder was not used, after more than a dozen battles, not only was there no heroism, but also made a lot of military achievements, and under the appreciation of his commander, he made an exception.

More than 20 years have passed, and the man who was arbitrarily manipulated back then has been in charge of tens of thousands of powerful senior military managers. With a man's strength, if you want to deal with the Nangong family, it is almost no suspense. However, the man is the one who has worked hard for him, he leads by example, disciplines himself as an example, and does not have any movement to attack the Nangong family, and even, even more completely, does not meet Ma Wan'er. However, through some news channels, the Seventh Lady learned that so far, the man is still a single person and has not married.

If betrayed love allows punishment, and a man does not marry in his life, it is the most painful punishment for her.

The Seventh Lady wanted to cry bitterly. However, she knew that she could not cry, especially because a man who was not a husband or a son was crying.

Crying may just be a very simple emotional touch, and then interpret the physiological phenomenon of feelings.

But, sometimes, crying, it's all luxury.

When, crying, are ruthless and unrighteous and miserable in a forbidden area that cannot be crossed casually, is the so-called happiness still there?

The actors on the stage are performing professionally. The curtain behind the curtain of the stage was removed, and a pair of eyes full of melancholy and pain quietly watched the Seventh Lady. This is a tall and fierce man, Xu has been baptized by iron blood for many years, and his face that should be handsome is almost numb without any expression. "General Qin, ..... you" Behind the man walked a big man in his early fifties.

The man next to the door curtain sighed lightly and turned around, "Master Hong, excuse me, I'm leaving." ”

The big man shook his head slightly, and finally nodded wordlessly.

Man, well, it's General Qin, the way he was about to leave, Hong Banzhu suddenly seemed to remember something: "General Qin." ”

Lord Qin's footsteps froze, and his eyes stared at Class Master Hong: "Huh?"

It seemed that it took a few seconds of consideration before making a final decision: "The young master of the Seventh Lady has ransomed a girl from Anle Fang, and in a few days, it will be their wedding date. ”

General Qin said: "Heroes don't ask where they come from, there is no shortage of chivalrous women in Hongchen." As long as they are happy with each other, any obstacle is a floating cloud. ”

Master Hong shook his head: "What I want to say, that's not it. Rather, this woman once had a good match. ”

General Qin was stunned, as if he remembered the pain of being beaten with a stick back then, however, loving the house and Wu, his private emotions were always doubled and amplified, thus creating a shift in decision: "What's the matter, marry and marry; ”

Hong Ban Master's face was black, and he thought, you are so arrogant, why don't you smash the bricks to the Nangong family? Of course, he can never say this, what he can say is: "The girl's old appearance is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he is the head of the 'Four Great Sons of Jiangnan', the third young master of the dream family." ”

"Dream swimming?"

"Yes. ”

"Is he dragging?"

"Appropriately, he's a hooligan. ”

“......”

It's hard for Lord Qin to understand, just a first-class scoundrel, where else can he go? However, on the silent expression of the Hong class master, he seemed to understand something: hooligans are not terrible, what is terrible is that some hooligans can, can, in the face of the so-called Tianwang's magnificent and negligent law, walk freely and leisurely, and easily swim outside the sanctions of the law, which is no longer something ordinary hooligans can do. This requires a perfect mix of power and wealth to create a huge amount of energy.

Lord Qin pondered for a while, and said, "Master Hong, the rivers and lakes where you are active are relatively wide, help pay attention to this person in the dream." ”

Master Hong said softly: "He, now, is in the Yuehui Restaurant next to the theater." ”

Lord Qin's eyes froze: "What does he want to do?"

Master Hong sighed lightly: "If my guess is not wrong, he is waiting." ”

"Wait, wait, wait, whom?"

"Wait for the Seventh Lady. ”

"He-dare.... He's so bold!"

Master Hong smiled faintly and said, "Do you think that you are a good soldier in life." The hooligans don't have the guts, what are they messing with, you say?"

Lord Qin had to reluctantly agree, and then a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "I don't care how strong his courage is, I can ignore him if he moves Nangong Berlin, but if he wants to have any heart for Wan'er, I will definitely not pity him for being a bold rascal and let go of the severe and cruel punishment for him." ”

............. Finally saw the legendary dividing line.............

it!

-- In the middle of the dream, he suddenly sneezed. The saliva foam was like a shattered bead bursting out, directly polluting the wine and food of several people eating and drinking on the same stage.

Suddenly, the five people on the same stage formed an alliance in an instant, and their angry eyes were hostile to the classmates in the middle of the dream.

Meng wants to deal with it in a low-key manner, telling them that he has absolutely no bird flu, and he doesn't need to be as strict and cautious as fire, theft, and girlfriends.

However, a young man in a brocade robe seemed to have lost his red eyes last night, and his infinite resentment had finally found an outlet for the flood, and when he was grateful, he expressed it in an alternative way: he stood up angrily, and then slammed his iron sand palm on the wooden table.

Burst!

The voice was very weak, and it was not in the idea of the brocade-robed young man "banging" the wooden table to pieces, and even, the fragile wooden table that looked fragile did not even have a big vibration, but made friendly and gentle prompts to remind each other of their attention when talking to relatives and friends who knew each other well at the party.

The brocade-robed young man almost had the urge to carefully study what was wrong with the table, however, just now, the person who was slapped the table by his eyes instantly appeared a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and his voice was also extremely cold, and what was even more unbearable was that the air around him seemed to have been pulled down several degrees, filled with a cold murderous aura, and he said coldly: "Since the age of twelve, no one has dared to slap the table in front of me, very good, you are really good." ”

The huge murderous aura, like a mountain, the brocade-robed young man was almost overwhelmed, and what frightened him even more was that he actually felt that his life was quickly escaping, completely out of his control, causing him to completely believe that as long as the other party wanted to deprive him of his life, he had no ability to resist at all.

The brocade-robed young man gritted his teeth and trembled slightly, "What do you want?"

Meng didn't look at him anymore, and said, "Leave the hand to slap the table." ”