As long as he was around, she would habitually hold him and press one leg on him for fear that he would run away.

Chu Yi Han let her hold, looking at her mouth drool, smile to help her wipe, holding her sleep.

With her by his side at night, what is not satisfied with his life?

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Flowers fall in the tent, candle dim, he wanted to rest early to raise the spirit, dust frost is standing in his tent.

Dust frost has always been cold, in front of him, but always at a loss, "you can not fight with the Lord, the LORD he is the world, can't have an accident."

Flower tilts down to clap thigh, gas smile, "who is not body department world?"? Is he the Han king of Dongling, or the emperor of Nanling? Yes? He is more honorable than I am? "

Chen Shuang bit her teeth and said in a low voice, "no, I don't mean it. I just don't want you..."

"Go away! Get out of here! I told you last time that if you don't leave, I'll hit you once when I see you! " Flowers fall, turn over and cover the bed, disgust the dust frost to the extreme.

"The flowers are falling. Wang Ye is good at martial arts. You may not be his opponent. Do you know how dangerous it is?" Dust frost has been low voice, but the flower is still not willing to pay attention to her.

The flowers were lying on the bed, and the evil peach blossom eyes burst out a dangerous light. "If you don't go any more, I don't mind taking your corpse to Chu Yihan for a big gift tomorrow!"

He said, he will do it.

And he's done it to her more than once.

Dust frost swallow all the bitterness, turn away.

She was so tired and heavy that she didn't even know when fan Zeng came to her.

After noticing, fan Zeng immediately pulls out her sword, but it's easy for fan Zeng to break her sword. Chen Shuang's mouth is numb, and he looks at fan Zeng warily, "you..."

"You don't have to be angry, girl. I'm just here to escort you. I'm very moved by the girl's heart for the little master." Fan Zeng stroked his beard lightly. In his turbid eyes, he was deeply invisible. Just like his voice, he was old, hoarse and alert.

Chenshuang doesn't need his escort, but fan Zeng says behind her, "don't you want to be with the emperor all the time? Although the emperor has a place to belong to, it's not difficult for him to give a lady a chance to accompany him. "

"You Will he listen to you? " Dust frost heart, although the face is embarrassed, but she does not want to go against his heart.

Even if it is to stay in the flower with a short title, as long as often have the opportunity to see him, she is happy.

"I've watched my master grow up since I was a child. Even though he won't listen to me completely, he can still keep a concubine for him." What Fan Zeng said is completely convincing.

Because the dust frost knows, the flower dumps the bosom friend nearby, only he one.

"What conditions do you have?" Chenshuang knows that there is no free lunch in this world.

"The drinking water of Jiangdu military camp comes from a clear spring in its foothills. Please pour this bottle of medicine into the spring. In this way, I will not only guarantee that the girl will be my Nanling princess in the future, but also guarantee that she will be in charge of the harem, and no one will surpass you." Fan Zeng put a small round bottle into chenshuang's hand.

Chenshuang subconsciously wants to throw it away, but secretly clenches the small bottle. She frowns tightly and asks fan Zeng, "in this, is it highly toxic?"