"Oh." Duanqiu frowned slightly and continued to take off the Zhuguo of lingzhiyuan and put it into his bamboo basket.

The girl didn't realize that duanqiu was wrong. She waved to duanqiu with a smile and blocked his sight. She laughed and said, "duanqiu, why don't you tell me that your big brother is so handsome."

"Pretty?" Duanqiu looked at the girl with an ignorant face. She glanced at the girl with dim eyes and said, "how can I not know?"

"And he said," you know, today my elder brother proposed to my father. "

"Niannuer!"

Break the feud and roar.

Girl slightly a Leng see to break enemy way: "how, break enemy?"

"You agreed?" Break the grudge, both hands dead of hold, the eye ground takes not to be reconciled.

But the girl who called the slave girl didn't care. Instead, he looked at him with a shy look and said, "I didn't agree to it." but the father has the final say. If he wants me to marry him, I will not feel bored.

This sentence made duanqiu's basket fall in vain. He grabbed the girl with tears in his eyes and said, "you... You promised him?"

"What's the matter with you Niannu'er looked at duanqiu in panic, bit his lips and said in a trembling voice: "duanqiu, you let me go, you hurt me."

"Why?" Duanqiu, with scarlet eyes and biting his lips, stubbornly kicked the basket full of Zhuguo to the ground, turned around and rushed out.

"Break the feud."

Niannuer's face was burning.

In a twinkling of an eye, the bright red lantern hanging high, the bright red wedding dress, and the girl with a sweet smile become so eye-catching, slowly moving towards a face of cold and aloof broken thoughts, in the dark, the broken fists clenching, biting their teeth, hoping to break them up.

It's a pity that it's all too late. He didn't do it because she didn't love him, because she thought it was her.

Time flies. Who would have thought that on that night five years later, the husband she trusted would follow her father and take her Phoenix heart before she gave birth to the dragon.

What's more ridiculous is that the heart of the Phoenix failed to make his father ascend, but offended the northern forbidden king who trusted him so much at the beginning. Soon the two countries were at war, and soon the thing was man-made. Even if he cut off duannian's head and used it to commemorate her spirit, what?

As a demon, he seals his father, and the black dragon knight can never turn over. All this is for greed. It used to be like this, but it is still like this.

Thinking of this, duanqiu punched the wall and made the wall tremble violently.

"Break the feud, what are you doing?" Su Wanqing was slightly stunned, biting his teeth and looking at duanqiu. I'm afraid that this loud noise will spread to the outside.

This reprimand brought the revenge back to reality. Looking at Su Wanqing, who had a similar face but a completely different personality at this moment, the original sentence "niannuer" in his mouth made him swallow it after all. With red eyes and low head, he said in a hoarse voice: "I want you to take care of it."

What do you want me to do?

Su Wanqing rolled her eyes. Since she met this guy, she has not had a comfortable life. Every time she gets angry.

"I can't control you. Please don't be crazy."

Su late Qing naturally did not know that Xiao Jiu, who was in the bottom of her heart, turned a white eye at duanqiu, and walked forward with her arm in her arms.

"Am I crazy?" Duanqiu looks at Su Wanqing coldly. Without waiting for Su's reaction, she presses Su on the wall and approaches her cheek. The distance between them is only one finger.

Even breathing can feel the two people, at the moment close to the wall, ambiguous posture, duanqiu strong arms will hold Su Wanqing in his arms, Su Wanqing only feel his heart beat, not enough time to respond, duanqiu kisses Su Wanqing.

Su's late Qing Dynasty only felt that his mind was blank and his face was flushed with tension. The next second he wanted to push off duanqiu, a shameless villain. Who knows, duanqiu's voice was gloomy: "don't move if you don't want to die."

Su Wanqing's body was stiff. He pushed his wrist to break the feud and relaxed slowly. His whole body trembled slightly. His eyes looked at the face close at hand. His eagle like eyes were tender, as if they had known each other for a long time.

"What do you want to do?" Count the money, put your head in the bosom of breaking the feud, and dare not move half a point.

Duanqiu is a little shy. He looks at Su Wanqing coldly. He coughs twice and whispers in her ear: "it's hyacinth."

Hyacinth?

Su was stunned in the late Qing Dynasty. She was no stranger to this. When the Yuwen family destroyed the Su family, hyacinths were the most used. They were as big as hummingbirds, and they were good at flying and investigating. It's not surprising that most families had them.

However, it is indeed a problem to appear here. Why is it here for no reason?

Sure enough, Su's hearing soon caught the sound of hyacinth waving her wings, which scared her to shrink in, and she stuck her whole body in her arms.

As soon as the evil spirit of duanqiu's mouth was hooked, he stopped Su Wanqing's waist with one hand and did not move. Seeing that the silver needle he had held in his hand was slowly put away, he whispered in Su Wanqing's ear: "it must be just passing by. You can bear it a little bit."

Hearing the words of breaking the feud, Su Wanqing nodded cleverly, indicating that he would fully cooperate.

Duanqiu looks at Su Wanqing lying quietly in his arms. His whole heart is as stable as before. He hugs Su Wanqing tightly in his arms, and his heart relaxes.

Su late Qing Dynasty slightly a Zheng, do not know why, the heart followed a tight.

For a long time, Su's late Qing Dynasty coughed awkwardly twice, pushed off duanqiu, looked at duanqiu with a smile and said, "whose is this hyacinth?"

"Who else?" Duanqiu looked at his empty fingers, a slight hook on the corner of his mouth, and there was a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

Su Wanqing deliberately avoided the disappointment of breaking the feud and said awkwardly: "don't give me a slap in the face, young master. Who is it?"

Hearing that Su Wanqing called his son, he broke the feud and pulled his heart slightly. A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He looked at Su Wanqing and said, "holy emperor."

Holy emperor?

Su Wanqing was slightly stunned, looked at duanqiu and said, "why is it the emperor? I thought it was..."

"Zuojia?" There was a sneer in his voice.

Su Wan counted, nodded, looked at duanqiu and said, "that's right."

"The one who worries most about Phoenix is not Zuo Jia, but Sheng Huang." When it comes to the holy emperor, there is a sense of obliteration and hatred in the eyes of duanqiu, which makes Su's late Qing Dynasty stand by and look at him with some fear.

This man is afraid to have a big hatred with the emperor, otherwise, he would not hate him just by mentioning the emperor.

"I hope you don't mind. I'm sorry."

Seeing his impoliteness, he made a slight apology to Su Wanqing, but his eyes were still a little reluctant.