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Yannan Dynasty murmured dejectedly.
Yan Fengmian bent his lips and leaned back in his wheelchair and smiled.
"Just like you?"
His voice is cold and his speed of speaking is not urgent or slow. He always gives people a very comfortable feeling.
At the moment, it was like a huge sword, fiercely splitting into the heart of the Yan Southern Dynasty.
He looked shocked and suddenly looked up.
And Yan Fengmian looked at each other. At that moment, there was no place to hide their thoughts.
Yannan took a deep breath, hid his trembling hands behind him and clenched them tightly.
On the back of the hand, the veins burst.
"Brother Huang, what are you talking about? I've never liked Su Yan, and what about abandoning? I'm just... Worried about brother Huang."
He smiled reluctantly and said in a low voice, "brother Huang, you have a mild personality and seldom contact with outsiders. I'm afraid you'll be hurt by her -"
"Seven younger brothers."
Yan Fengmian quietly rubbed the Bodhi hand string on his wrist and heard the words lightly interrupt him.
Looking out of the window at the rustling bamboo leaves blown by the wind, he smiled and asked, "son is not a fish. How do you know the joy of fish?"
Yannan was stunned.
He saw Yan Fengmian pull up his wide sleeve, pick up the ink stone on one side and start grinding.
His eyes drooped, as if all his mind were in the inkstone, which gradually fainted and stained with thick ink.
"Seventh brother, take care of your own business. Don't come here."
Once again, from Yan Fengmian, hearing his almost ruthless order to leave, Yan's mood in the Southern Dynasty can be very calm.
He smiled strangely, "brother Huang, do you really want to do this?"
Yan Fengmian is silent.
His pale wrist reflected thick black ink, and his wrist turned with unspeakable character.
The white light outside the window jumped into the inkstone, and the good inkstone came out, emitting blue and purple light and fragrant smell.
Yan Fengmian hooked his lips with satisfaction, picked an ink jade Langhao, dipped it in ink, and found that he didn't know how to write when he wrote.
This is the first time he wants to reply to someone. Unfortunately, he is introverted. In his life, he may not be as warm and calm as Su Yan.
Finally, all the words came together.
There's only one sentence left.
I'll wait for you to come back——
After writing, Yan Fengmian was very satisfied. He put down his pen and waited for the ink to dry.
Then he saw the shadow reflected by the table. Yan Fengmian was stunned and raised his eyes. Seeing Yannan dynasty still standing in the study, he asked suspiciously, "why haven't you left yet?"
Yannan Dynasty almost vomited a mouthful of blood.
He gnashed his teeth, turned and left, "brother Huang, I'm leaving for my brother. I hope you won't regret today's choice in the future!"
He waited to see Yan Fengmian. Like him, he was like a pet tired of playing and discarded.
"Wait --"
Just as his figure was about to disappear outside the door, the people behind him suddenly stopped him.
Yannan raised his eyebrows and felt much better.
Then he heard Yan Fengmian's gentle voice behind him and asked, "seventh brother, is Liang Anzhi your man?"
The smell of Yannan Dynasty was cold.
Although the other party is an interrogative sentence, the tone is very firm.
"Why did the emperor say that?" he squinted back.
Yan Fengmian was sealing the wax. When he heard the speech, he didn't lift his head and said, "he's dead. General Su cut his head off. Can the seventh brother know why general Su killed him?"
If everything Yan saw in the Southern Dynasty had filled his heart with depression.
Now, Yan Fengmian's words are tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.
He dilated his pupils and smiled angrily, "how dare she?! Liang Anzhi is also an old general who followed general Su to fight against the enemy and guarded the border for more than ten years. She said she would kill him?"
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Yannan Dynasty murmured dejectedly.
Yan Fengmian bent his lips and leaned back in his wheelchair and smiled.
"Just like you?"
His voice is cold and his speed of speaking is not urgent or slow. He always gives people a very comfortable feeling.
At the moment, it was like a huge sword, fiercely splitting into the heart of the Yan Southern Dynasty.
He looked shocked and suddenly looked up.
And Yan Fengmian looked at each other. At that moment, there was no place to hide their thoughts.
Yannan took a deep breath, hid his trembling hands behind him and clenched them tightly.
On the back of the hand, the veins burst.
"Brother Huang, what are you talking about? I've never liked Su Yan, and what about abandoning? I'm just... Worried about brother Huang."
He smiled reluctantly and said in a low voice, "brother Huang, you have a mild personality and seldom contact with outsiders. I'm afraid you'll be hurt by her -"
"Seven younger brothers."
Yan Fengmian quietly rubbed the Bodhi hand string on his wrist and heard the words lightly interrupt him.
Looking out of the window at the rustling bamboo leaves blown by the wind, he smiled and asked, "son is not a fish. How do you know the joy of fish?"
Yannan was stunned.
He saw Yan Fengmian pull up his wide sleeve, pick up the ink stone on one side and start grinding.
His eyes drooped, as if all his mind were in the inkstone, which gradually fainted and stained with thick ink.
"Seventh brother, take care of your own business. Don't come here."
Once again, from Yan Fengmian, hearing his almost ruthless order to leave, Yan's mood in the Southern Dynasty can be very calm.
He smiled strangely, "brother Huang, do you really want to do this?"
Yan Fengmian is silent.
His pale wrist reflected thick black ink, and his wrist turned with unspeakable character.
The white light outside the window jumped into the inkstone, and the good inkstone came out, emitting blue and purple light and fragrant smell.
Yan Fengmian hooked his lips with satisfaction, picked an ink jade Langhao, dipped it in ink, and found that he didn't know how to write when he wrote.
This is the first time he wants to reply to someone. Unfortunately, he is introverted. In his life, he may not be as warm and calm as Su Yan.
Finally, all the words came together.
There's only one sentence left.
I'll wait for you to come back——
After writing, Yan Fengmian was very satisfied. He put down his pen and waited for the ink to dry.
Then he saw the shadow reflected by the table. Yan Fengmian was stunned and raised his eyes. Seeing Yannan dynasty still standing in the study, he asked suspiciously, "why haven't you left yet?"
Yannan Dynasty almost vomited a mouthful of blood.
He gnashed his teeth, turned and left, "brother Huang, I'm leaving for my brother. I hope you won't regret today's choice in the future!"
He waited to see Yan Fengmian. Like him, he was like a pet tired of playing and discarded.
"Wait --"
Just as his figure was about to disappear outside the door, the people behind him suddenly stopped him.
Yannan raised his eyebrows and felt much better.
Then he heard Yan Fengmian's gentle voice behind him and asked, "seventh brother, is Liang Anzhi your man?"
The smell of Yannan Dynasty was cold.
Although the other party is an interrogative sentence, the tone is very firm.
"Why did the emperor say that?" he squinted back.
Yan Fengmian was sealing the wax. When he heard the speech, he didn't lift his head and said, "he's dead. General Su cut his head off. Can the seventh brother know why general Su killed him?"
If everything Yan saw in the Southern Dynasty had filled his heart with depression.
Now, Yan Fengmian's words are tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.
He dilated his pupils and smiled angrily, "how dare she?! Liang Anzhi is also an old general who followed general Su to fight against the enemy and guarded the border for more than ten years. She said she would kill him?"
Yannan Dynasty murmured dejectedly.Yan Fengmian bent his lips and leaned back in his wheelchair and smiled."Just like you?"His voice is cold and his speed of speaking is not urgent or slow. He always gives people a very comfortable feeling.At the moment, it was like a huge sword, fiercely splitting into the heart of the Yan Southern Dynasty.He looked shocked and suddenly looked up.And Yan Fengmian looked at each other. At that moment, there was no place to hide their thoughts.Yannan took a deep breath, hid his trembling hands behind him and clenched them tightly.On the back of the hand, the veins burst."Brother Huang, what are you talking about? I've never liked Su Yan, and what about abandoning? I'm just... Worried about brother Huang."He smiled reluctantly and said in a low voice, "brother Huang, you have a mild personality and seldom contact with outsiders. I'm afraid you'll be hurt by her -""Seven younger brothers."Yan Fengmian quietly rubbed the Bodhi hand string on his wrist and heard the words lightly interrupt him.Looking out of the window at the rustling bamboo leaves blown by the wind, he smiled and asked, "son is not a fish. How do you know the joy of fish?"Yannan was stunned.He saw Yan Fengmian pull up his wide sleeve, pick up the ink stone on one side and start grinding.His eyes drooped, as if all his mind were in the inkstone, which gradually fainted and stained with thick ink."Seventh brother, take care of your own business. Don't come here."Once again, from Yan Fengmian, hearing his almost ruthless order to leave, Yan's mood in the Southern Dynasty can be very calm.He smiled strangely, "brother Huang, do you really want to do this?"Yan Fengmian is silent.His pale wrist reflected thick black ink, and his wrist turned with unspeakable character.The white light outside the window jumped into the inkstone, and the good inkstone came out, emitting blue and purple light and fragrant smell.Yan Fengmian hooked his lips with satisfaction, picked an ink jade Langhao, dipped it in ink, and found that he didn't know how to write when he wrote.This is the first time he wants to reply to someone. Unfortunately, he is introverted. In his life, he may not be as warm and calm as Su Yan.Finally, all the words came together.There's only one sentence left.I'll wait for you to come backAfter writing, Yan Fengmian was very satisfied. He put down his pen and waited for the ink to dry.Then he saw the shadow reflected by the table. Yan Fengmian was stunned and raised his eyes. Seeing Yannan dynasty still standing in the study, he asked suspiciously, "why haven't you left yet?"Yannan Dynasty almost vomited a mouthful of blood.He gnashed his teeth, turned and left, "brother Huang, I'm leaving for my brother. I hope you won't regret today's choice in the future!"He waited to see Yan Fengmian. Like him, he was like a pet tired of playing and discarded."Wait --"Just as his figure was about to disappear outside the door, the people behind him suddenly stopped him.Yannan raised his eyebrows and felt much better.Then he heard Yan Fengmian's gentle voice behind him and asked, "seventh brother, is Liang Anzhi your man?"The smell of Yannan Dynasty was cold.Although the other party is an interrogative sentence, the tone is very firm."Why did the emperor say that?" he squinted back.Yan Fengmian was sealing the wax. When he heard the speech, he didn't lift his head and said, "he's dead. General Su cut his head off. Can the seventh brother know why general Su killed him?"If everything Yan saw in the Southern Dynasty had filled his heart with depression.Now, Yan Fengmian's words are tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.He dilated his pupils and smiled angrily, "how dare she?! Liang Anzhi is also an old general who followed general Su to fight against the enemy and guarded the border for more than ten years. She said she would kill him?"
