Chapter 72

This man is a big jealous pot.

She looked back at him. His expression was faint, but his eyes were thin and angry. I didn't know if he had noticed it.

It's like moving the truth.

Clenching her wide sleeves, she shook her long legs and pretended to inadvertently move her eyes away.

"The feet are so sour. Let's go back."

"I'll carry it." He naturally took the basket from her and carried it on his own.

I glanced at the man's deep eyes. She took him back: "hurry up, it's time to wake up."

Beimingxi looked at her little hand, grabbed his sleeve and followed her.

His legs are very long. One step is equal to her step and a half, but he can fit her steps.

I was speechless for a moment.

She smiled. Now they have evolved to a point where they won't be embarrassed even if they don't speak?

After returning to the camp, he went to the tent and found his son sleeping soundly. He lianyunlu was relieved to come out and cook medicine.

The climate in Phoenix is still warm and suitable. At noon, I moved a small stool and sat outside to blow the wind and stew medicine.

It's also very enjoyable.

Just when she was sleepy, beimingxi came to her and said with a smile.

"Your 3000 beautiful men are afraid to turn into 3000 beautiful bones."

Three thousand beautiful men.

no

He twisted his eyebrows, and suddenly his drowsiness flew away. He lianyunlu felt that he was going to fly painfully.

At the beginning, in order to cause the rumor that she loved men, her subordinates collected unique beauties from tiannanhaijiao to honor her.

"How did you do it when you were here?"

"Don't you believe I'm hidden? Congratulations, you guessed right. "

He Lianyun, who responded, felt that his heart had been dug up in an instant.

It took her years to set up the game!

She's a beautiful man from all over the world who hasn't even touched her little hand!

Looking at the woman's expression of flesh pain, Beiming tin was angry and funny.

"You should be glad you haven't touched them. I'm reluctant to leave them a way to live. Don't see them in the future. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'm not willing to leave even beautiful bones."

Grass, your uncle.

Kill and reason.

"Tyrant!"

She didn't believe a word. She was arrogant with him a few days ago. Let's see if he died fast or she collected fast.

Today, he just provoked him again. He told her that he had attacked her power?

As soon as Su Mei picked up, he Lianyun Lu pursed his lips and thought about the truth and falsehood of this matter.

Looking at the woman's powerless appearance, Beiming Tin's deep dark eyes, with the burning heat of everything.

"I don't like to see you hide others in the golden house. The house is too luxurious anyway. Fortunately, it was destroyed. It should benefit the people and spoil countless good men in the province.

"Beiming tin!" He lianyunlu gnashed his teeth: "you said, what did you do to the Cangfeng Pavilion in this hall?"

"Guess?"

"Guess your head." He Lianyun was angry and calmed down: "say it yourself."

Beiming tin played with the bell at his fingertip and teased the red tassel: "don't guess, I'll tell you, it's a fire."

He Lianyun showed disbelief: "come on, if you burn this hall, you won't get any news?"

"Master, emperor has sent a letter." At this time, Ling Feng came quickly.

He Lianyun's gorgeous little face suddenly appeared a ray of tension!

Chum, what the hell? Come on.

Reaching out and smoothing her soft black hair behind her ears, she stared at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng was stared at.

You sigh in your heart, Yunzheng, Yunzheng, it's not your brother who helps you, but the ancient Yue Prince is really overbearing. I'm afraid he doesn't show any trace on the surface, but actually he sits and watches the overall situation.

She glanced at her obscure subordinates and had a bad hunch in her heart: "what's so urgent?"

Ling Feng's face changed slightly, and he thought about his words and said, "master, the gold house in your imperial city was on fire and destroyed. It is said that there was a sudden evil fire. Fortunately, there were no casualties. But my subordinates think there is something strange about this. There must be fraud. Do you need to investigate it thoroughly? "

His breath fluctuated for a moment. He Lianyun said quietly, "forget it, it should benefit the people. Go down."

Ling Feng looked at Beiming tin with an unknown meaning: "do you need to send someone to collect it? This is the chess game you buried with your highness."

When Ling Feng said to continue collecting, he lianyunlu obviously felt that the men around him looked at CanXue coldly and implicitly.

"There is such a vinegar jar around the hall. Do you think you need to continue to collect it?"

"Well, my subordinates leave."

"Well, take a day off and go back to the imperial capital tomorrow. By the way, tell the rosefinch to find a way to let Xia Houyuan pack up his bags and leave. "

"Yes."

……

Men are born with a sense of domain.

The acceptance of a sense of danger is extremely sensitive.

After she knew that her cangjiao Pavilion had been burned, she was so depressed that the happy corners of Beiming Tin's mouth were shallow.

"Writing is for meditation. Why, the heart is very chaotic?"

In the tent, the woman gracefully holds the brush and holds a flower hairpin with a small seal character, which is romantic, charming and amorous.

"A little messy."

Brush a pen, don't think, practice words and refresh her mind has been the adjustment of her upset time.

Beimingxi felt a little emotional about the woman's over honesty.

"Watch the software."

She said, casually took a piece of rice paper, gently pressed the end of one end of the paper with jade like fingers, picked up Langhao in one hand, stained with ink, and then picked up the pen. She adjusted horizontally and vertically, with skillful movements.

Elegant and pleasing to the eye.

Beiming tin glanced at the delicate and lovely face of the sleeping software, and the child's tender skin followed her. With a pinch, it seemed that she could wring out water.

The weather was a little cold. She covered the software with a thin quilt. The little guy was afraid of heat. His fat long legs held the quilt and muttered his small mouth.

Soft waxy children's voice hummed from time to time. I don't know whether to sleep too comfortably or not.

She turned over slightly. She grabbed Beiming Tin's hand with her fat little hand and felt cool and rubbed it.

Beiming Xi rubbed the kneading software, took away the hamster like flaxen hair and carried him back to the cradle.

Come to her.

He held out his hand to her: "give me a piece of rice paper."

He Lianyun Lu's pen is relaxed and powerful, and he sprinkles ink evenly. However, because of Beiming tin, his pen edge is a meal, and he destroys a word.

Slightly frown: "why?"

"My heart is also quite confused."

Blinking, he didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence. He lianyunlu simply put his pen aside and handed a rice paper to Beiming tin.

I look at it and you write it.

"Why am I upset if you don't ask?"

"If I don't ask, you're not going to say?"

Beiming Tin's eyes were deep: "heartless woman, you'll die. I'll take the initiative, won't I?"

"It's not a shame for a man to take the initiative."

Then he lianyunlu handed the Langhao pen in his hand to Beiming Xi: "write, I'm tired."

For a woman who doesn't play cards according to the routine, Beiming Xi's heart is covered with dark clouds.

He clearly wants to hear her explanation.

"Just write."

It has to be said that Beiming Tin's attainments are also quite high. He lianyunlu is impressed by his wild writing.

The unity of form and spirit and the unity of human character are rare for this man to have such attainments at his age.

"The word is good."

After observing it carefully for a while, he Lianyun put one hand on his waist and the other hand on his other wrist. His fingertips slightly covered his chin: "this wild grass has the meaning of huaisu and Zhang Xu's handwriting."

The words fall, the pen of Beiming tin is also a meal, and the effort is heavy.

"Why is it so heavy?"

He lianyunlu hurriedly held the rice paper for fear that the man would stop writing in a rage.

"Huai Su and Zhang Xu? Who is it? "

"Calligraphy everyone." He lianyunlu nodded in agreement with his words. He is a great calligrapher of wild grass.

"Fengming emperor capital has never heard of famous calligraphy, everyone?"

“……”

"It's said that Princess Fengming is ignorant, charming and rude. She only likes men's color. She doesn't know how to write. How can she still get to know everyone about calligraphy?"

He lianyunlu was surprised for a moment by the sudden attack of Beiming tin: "no, no, no, they are calligraphy people in ancient Chinese. I just studied and observed them according to ancient Chinese."

"Which ancient prose can I borrow next time?"

"...." he Lianyun's mouth was stiff. Can I borrow it? Do you want to cross to see it?

Beiming Tin's dark eyes narrowed deeply, his cool fingers slightly explored Helian Yunlu's hair, and a light sigh sounded in the carriage: "sometimes, I don't know what to do with you."

"Are you jealous?"

“……”

"Can't it be true?"

Helian Yunlu looked at the proud man with a smelly face as if she had discovered the new world.

Beiming Xi snorted coldly, indicating acquiescence.

Helian Yunlu couldn't help but help her forehead: "they're just hiding people's eyes and ears."

"Hide people's ears and eyes, but in the eyes of the world, each of them is your man, isn't it?"

The man's evil eyes were flirtatious and introverted. The one asked was slightly cool. He lianyunlu's heart beat disorderly for a second.

"Well, Zhang Sanli Si can't escape."

……

Helian Yunlu stretched lazily, removed the cup on the nanmu inlaid bamboo tea table, and half fell down.

The autumn wind blew her hair.

Half hide her emotions.

They all know that once they return to the imperial capital, the situation will change. Now Enron will be torn apart by the imperial capital waves.

Even if the years are safe now, it is only the silence before the storm.

"Provoked me and thought of Zhang Sanli Si, he lianyunlu..."

The man's voice was filled with intolerable emotion. The people who listened to it were itchy, and vaguely smelled the common violence and bloodthirsty in that tone.

She interrupted him, who was about to be in a mood of ups and downs. She turned her red lips, half held her cheek in her hand, and played with his fingers.

"So now you admit that I provoked you to feel itchy?"

Two people's eyes touch each other, one is lazy and casual, the other is as deep as a bottomless pit, and the evil fire is raging.

The Adam's apple in Beiming's Tin throat cavity rolled. Looking at her eyes and pouting her red lips, she pasted her thin lips: "never denied."