Chapter 3301

"I'll teach you!"

"Oh."

If ranbai knew what to say, he wouldn't be here today to talk to Feng Luo.

"Host, you say, one day's absence is like three autumn! The moon represents my heart ~" Feng Luo felt that he was witty. He was just a little smart. He happily praised himself.

Dyed white: "go."

Sealed off instantly from the dream into reality, thousands of arrows pierce the heart, full of holes in pain.

Isn't it good!!!

Bad!!

Dye Bai didn't write again. After folding the envelope, she tied it to the pigeon's mouth. Her cold fingertips stroked the soft feathers. She was lazy and relaxed, and her voice was light: "go."

The pigeon turned her eyes and looked at the girl. Then she fluttered her wings and flew away. After circling in the air for a few times, she flew into the distance and disappeared.

There is a white feather falling silently in the sky, rotating in the wind and returning to nowhere.

The capital is thousands of miles away from the border. Even flying pigeons need some time to spread books.

When Jinyao received his reply, it was in the evening a day later.

The army had just won a battle and the enemy was defeated. At this time, the morale of the soldiers in the city rose greatly and was encouraged.

"Thanks to you," said General Liu Yu, who was also the commander of this time. The man who had volunteered in the court had just returned from outside the city and walked side by side with the slender and tall young man.

The clear and pleasant tone cuts through the night, as clear as ice and snow, but indifferent.

"The general is modest."

Liu Yu chuckled and glanced at the boy beside him.

A silver cold military uniform armor reflects a sharp awn in the night. It is extremely slender and tall, proud and abstinent.

You can see the delicate and cold profile of the side face, which is somewhat sharp and profound in the night. The lines from the straight and high bridge of the nose to the light Fei thin lips are clean and clear, especially pleasing to the eye.

It's obviously marching and fighting. There are a group of old men in the barracks. They are used to being rough at ordinary times.

As a result, there suddenly appeared such a different kind of youth.

He has a beautiful face, red lips and white teeth. He is really a good bone, with clear and meaningful eyebrows and a tear mole.

The skin color is still cold and white. I haven't been tanned for so many years.

Cold temperament, different from the cold of alienation, is the kind of noble indifference engraved in the bones.

Such a person is not like an ordinary soldier, but more like an elegant childe in Beijing.

But it turns out.

The ruthlessness and indifference of the young man on the battlefield were really unexpected. It seemed that it was not the living human life that became the soul under his sword, but the lowly grass that could not stir up the slightest waves in the deep pool.

The reason why this battle can be won is closely related to the strategy put forward by Jinyao.

"I know what's going on in my heart, so don't deny it." Liu Yu said with a smile.

Jinyao gave him a cold look. His dark eyes looked even deeper against the night. In the past, the pure and gentle disguise completely disappeared when the princess was away. His face showed an aggressive sharp beauty, and he had a temperament of being indifferent and bloody.

He remembered the letter in his heart and calculated carefully that it was time to reply. He was absent-minded, his thin lips opened gently, and the sound quality was cold and pleasant: "it's not early. I'll go back first."

Liu Yu nodded. "I've been tired all day today. Have a good rest. I'll concentrate tomorrow."

Jinyao nodded coldly and turned away.

Liu Yu looked at the slender and precious back of the young man when he left and thought,

He really met a baby this time.

When you have the opportunity to go back, you must talk to your highness. It's best to bring this young man under your command. With such ability, you will make great achievements in the future!

Liu Yu thought in his heart and became more and more satisfied.

He didn't know the treasure he liked. He wanted to recommend it to his highness, but he was already the eldest princess.

When Jinyao returned to his room in the city, the candle went out. The room was dark and silent.

The young man lit the candle slowly, and a little light jumped up, just lit the pigeon stopped on the window lattice, and perched there quietly.

Jinyao vaguely hooked the lower lip corner. The original cold temperament disappeared in a moment, and he bent his eyes contentedly.

The boy approached and took down the envelope. The carrier pigeon fluttered its wings very intimately and wanted to rub its master's arm.

But he was avoided because of his habitual cleanliness.

When Jin Yao opened the envelope, he could see a very striking reply on it.

Those simple, clear and quiet words.

The boy smiled and spilled out from the depths of his throat.

The white fingertip gently lifted against the edge of the envelope, gently rubbed the white and black words, and swam along the outline of the font.

His lips curved into a morbid and pleasant arc, and he sighed his love, which was like a lover's whisper: "it's so cute..."

Your highness is always cold-blooded.

Before writing, Jinyao expected that the princess would not respond.

But still happy because of every detail.

The young man's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and the radian was attractive. When his eyes were slightly low, his thin lip gently kissed the words on the envelope. The cold white moonlight just fell on the, as if the young man fell on his lips with a gentle moonlight.

And far away in the capital,

Prime Minister's house.

Jin Shuo Tian had a crazy day with his friends outside. At the moment, he stumbled back drunk. As a result, he saw a familiar figure on the way back to his room.

The night in late autumn is cold and winter is coming, and the wind is wrapped with a bit of coolness.

The figure standing under the tree was stiff, and the lights flashed by. For a time, I couldn't see what looked like, like a sculpture in silence in the dark night.

Jin Shuo Tian was still a little confused. His unconscious brain somehow stimulated his soul in the cold wind and became a little sober.

"Mother?" Jin Shuo Tian hiccupped. I don't know why Lin Jiayun is here so late.

Lin Jiayun stood under the tree, her eyes fixed on Jin Shuo Tian, and then stared at her. Her body was trembling slightly. She didn't know how much strength she had used to control her emotions and not let herself collapse. Her fingers clenched her handkerchief with cold white!

It's clearly her son raised from childhood

How could it not be.

How is that possible?

But looking at Jin Shuo Tian, there was no similar eyebrows and eyes. Recalling that Jin Shuo Tian has become more and more out of tune in recent years, there is no place like her.

Not one.

Lin Jiayun only felt a chill sweeping her body, and even her heart trembled violently at that moment.

I can't believe the truth.

"What's the matter, mother?" Jin Shuo Tian was staring at him with such eyes. He was uncomfortable. He always felt fluffy at the bottom of his heart. He frowned and asked.

The handkerchief was silently clenched by her and changed shape. It was wrinkled. Jin Shuo Tian didn't notice such a detail.

Lin Jiayun stared at Jin Shuo Tian with deep eyes. She almost clenched her teeth and squeezed out of her teeth word by word