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The bright moon hid in the clouds, and the Kongming lights all over the sky flew farther and farther.
Xie Heng leaned against the window and looked at the warm wine door for a long time, but there was no sound at all.
Now Zhao Li is also dead. All the people who can speak effectively in Yunzhou are escorting in the Nanning palace. There is no scruples about warming wine. Maybe Zheng is thinking about leaving for bafangcheng early tomorrow morning.
At that time, what reason should he use to keep her?
Xie Heng rubbed his eyebrows, opened the door and walked towards the warm wine room.
As soon as he took two steps, he heard a man stopped by the green guards and shouted, "who is it?"
The young man was not annoyed when he was stopped. He said politely, "please inform me that Zhao Qingfeng has something important to see general Xie."
As soon as Xie Heng looked up, he saw Zhao Qingfeng standing in the corridor. He was a thin young man with a gentle and harmless face, but his eyes were full of calculations and greed.
He hates such people most.
But Xie Heng also knew very clearly that no one in the world could have the same clear, clean and warm eyes as Xiao Wu.
Seeing him coming out, the green guards saluted one after another and said, "young master."
Zhao Qingfeng greeted him and said quickly, "this is the folding bag that Zhao Li sent 800 Li to the imperial capital. I let the people below rob it back..."
"If I remember correctly, the one named Zhao Li is your father." Xie Heng interrupted him calmly.
The night was hazy.
The young man stood in the shadow of the tree, and the moonlight passed through the branches and leaves and fell on him, adding a bit of mystery and noble spirit, and a bit of disdain in the amber eyes.
Zhao Qingfeng paused and then said with a smile, "yes, I have only one father, but he has more than one son."
Xie Heng hooked his lip.
There are so many things in the noble house of princes to resist death. Once it involves power and status, the father is not the father and the son is not the son. They want to step on other people's bones and climb high.
"At the beginning, he robbed my mother and stayed in the house to be the lowest concubine. I was just the most indifferent of his sons. The beauties around him changed and changed, but my mother was bullied to death by his favorite concubines in the backyard..." Zhao Qingfeng took a deep breath and looked at Xie Heng with red eyes, "Speaking of it, I should thank you. If general Xie killed Zhao Li, I may not be able to avenge my mother in my life."
Xie Heng looked at the folding of a firearm in her hand. "Is this your gift to me?"
"Yes." Zhao Qingfeng quickly presented the fold.
Xie Heng took it and smiled in his amber eyes.
Zhao Qingfeng was overjoyed and just wanted to speak.
Xie Heng fanned the fold twice. He didn't think about dismantling it. He handed it to the green guards on his side, "take it to the third childe."
He threw it to Zhao Qingfeng and said, "I'll take the thank-you gift. Go back." then he walked to the door of Wenjiu.
Usually, kindness is to facilitate what needs to be said later. As a result, Xie Xiaoyan is an unusual person. He takes things and leaves without giving the other party a chance to speak.
"General Xie..." Zhao Qingfeng called him, but was stopped by the green guards.
Xie Heng took a few steps and turned back. Zhao Qingfeng's eyes lit up instantly, "I still have something to say to general Xie..."
The young man in red slightly hooked his lips and fell full of moonlight, "Zhao Qingfeng, stay away from my wine."
Zhao Qingfeng's face suddenly became indescribable, "..."
Xie Heng waved his hand.
Qingyi guard lowered his head and dragged Zhao Qingfeng down.
Young master, what's going on recently?
Zhao Qingfeng wanted to tell him about the court and plot something unspeakable. As a result, he was stunned and didn't answer. He also warned the young man not to come to the young lady.
If you are small-minded, you can be angry to death.
Xie Heng stepped on the moonlight, capsized into the warm wine room, and walked to the bedside with light hands and feet.
"Who?" the night watchman Jiang Wuxian was startled and stretched out his hand to pull out the dagger at his waist.
Xie Heng pressed her hand, lowered his voice and said, "it's me."
Jiang wucai hasn't slept all the time. At the moment, it's like a dream to see someone coming, "general..."
"Shh." Xie Heng put his index finger to his lips, made a silent movement, pointed to the window and motioned her out.
"Shopkeeper Wen..." Jiang wucai was glanced at by Xie Heng as soon as he opened his mouth.
Little Yama's momentum is pressing, and few people can stop it. Jiang has no time to gently put the dagger back and look back at the bed.
The lavender bed drapery flickered in the moonlight. The girl on the couch had just entered a dream, breathing steadily and peacefully.
Jiang wucai nodded slightly to Xie Heng and walked to the window. He didn't think about how to turn over the window silently. As soon as he put his hand on the window, he was dragged out by someone outside.
The quick eyed green guards pulled her to the corridor and asked briskly, "didn't it scare you, Jiang wucai? In fact, we never do such things."
Jiang wucai pursed his lips and whispered: "... I know."
The Qingyi guard said again, "what I said is really true. When he met the young lady, it was a little abnormal..."
Turning the window and sneaking into the girl's boudoir in the middle of the night, even the Qingyi guards who have been with Xie Heng for many years are very shocked.
Everyone's mind is full of: why is our childe like this?
Who taught him this?
Sure enough, Mrs. Shao is Mrs. Shao. No one can care about you like this except her.
Jiang wucai looked down at the sweat in his palm and muttered, "it's not normal."
In the middle of the night, people are scared to death without knocking on the door or lighting the lights.
in the house.
Xie Heng sat by the couch, gently opened the curtain weft, Wen Jiu lay on her side, the green silk on the pillow was like ink, the faint moonlight shrouded her eyebrows and eyes, and her sleeping face was quiet and gentle.
He raised his hand, gently brushed his fingertips across her cheek and asked softly, "what do you want me to do? Are you willing to come back to me?"
long ago.
Xie Heng thought he had nothing to lose and was used to doing everything by himself. A long time ago, he knew he wanted to protect the whole Xie family and even more people. It was nothing. He carried more things on his shoulders and became accustomed to it over time.
But there was such a person who walked side by side with you in the sea of knife mountain fire.
As soon as the person who has given him thousands of tenderness leaves, his heart becomes empty. He still has to do what he should do and win the war he should win.
However, since then, there have been picturesque rivers and mountains, and no one smiled at the world with me.
This is full of loneliness. It's hard to sleep and eat just thinking about it.
Warm wine in his sleep felt a little itchy and clapped Xie Heng's hand open.
Her fingertips were a little cold and hit the warm palm. For a moment, she put her hand on his palm. It was warm, and the corners of her lips rose involuntarily. She shouted vaguely, "elder brother."
Xie Heng's heart trembled slightly, gently caged her hand, slowly lowered his head and gave her a dragonfly kiss on her lips.
The boy couldn't help but raise his lips and whispered, "ah Jiu."
My wine.
How can I believe you don't like me?
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The bright moon hid in the clouds, and the Kongming lights all over the sky flew farther and farther.
Xie Heng leaned against the window and looked at the warm wine door for a long time, but there was no sound at all.
Now Zhao Li is also dead. All the people who can speak effectively in Yunzhou are escorting in the Nanning palace. There is no scruples about warming wine. Maybe Zheng is thinking about leaving for bafangcheng early tomorrow morning.
At that time, what reason should he use to keep her?
Xie Heng rubbed his eyebrows, opened the door and walked towards the warm wine room.
As soon as he took two steps, he heard a man stopped by the green guards and shouted, "who is it?"
The young man was not annoyed when he was stopped. He said politely, "please inform me that Zhao Qingfeng has something important to see general Xie."
As soon as Xie Heng looked up, he saw Zhao Qingfeng standing in the corridor. He was a thin young man with a gentle and harmless face, but his eyes were full of calculations and greed.
He hates such people most.
But Xie Heng also knew very clearly that no one in the world could have the same clear, clean and warm eyes as Xiao Wu.
Seeing him coming out, the green guards saluted one after another and said, "young master."
Zhao Qingfeng greeted him and said quickly, "this is the folding bag that Zhao Li sent 800 Li to the imperial capital. I let the people below rob it back..."
"If I remember correctly, the one named Zhao Li is your father." Xie Heng interrupted him calmly.
The night was hazy.
The young man stood in the shadow of the tree, and the moonlight passed through the branches and leaves and fell on him, adding a bit of mystery and noble spirit, and a bit of disdain in the amber eyes.
Zhao Qingfeng paused and then said with a smile, "yes, I have only one father, but he has more than one son."
Xie Heng hooked his lip.
There are so many things in the noble house of princes to resist death. Once it involves power and status, the father is not the father and the son is not the son. They want to step on other people's bones and climb high.
"At the beginning, he robbed my mother and stayed in the house to be the lowest concubine. I was just the most indifferent of his sons. The beauties around him changed and changed, but my mother was bullied to death by his favorite concubines in the backyard..." Zhao Qingfeng took a deep breath and looked at Xie Heng with red eyes, "Speaking of it, I should thank you. If general Xie killed Zhao Li, I may not be able to avenge my mother in my life."
Xie Heng looked at the folding of a firearm in her hand. "Is this your gift to me?"
"Yes." Zhao Qingfeng quickly presented the fold.
Xie Heng took it and smiled in his amber eyes.
Zhao Qingfeng was overjoyed and just wanted to speak.
Xie Heng fanned the fold twice. He didn't think about dismantling it. He handed it to the green guards on his side, "take it to the third childe."
He threw it to Zhao Qingfeng and said, "I'll take the thank-you gift. Go back." then he walked to the door of Wenjiu.
Usually, kindness is to facilitate what needs to be said later. As a result, Xie Xiaoyan is an unusual person. He takes things and leaves without giving the other party a chance to speak.
"General Xie..." Zhao Qingfeng called him, but was stopped by the green guards.
Xie Heng took a few steps and turned back. Zhao Qingfeng's eyes lit up instantly, "I still have something to say to general Xie..."
The young man in red slightly hooked his lips and fell full of moonlight, "Zhao Qingfeng, stay away from my wine."
Zhao Qingfeng's face suddenly became indescribable, "..."
Xie Heng waved his hand.
Qingyi guard lowered his head and dragged Zhao Qingfeng down.
Young master, what's going on recently?
Zhao Qingfeng wanted to tell him about the court and plot something unspeakable. As a result, he was stunned and didn't answer. He also warned the young man not to come to the young lady.
If you are small-minded, you can be angry to death.
Xie Heng stepped on the moonlight, capsized into the warm wine room, and walked to the bedside with light hands and feet.
"Who?" the night watchman Jiang Wuxian was startled and stretched out his hand to pull out the dagger at his waist.
Xie Heng pressed her hand, lowered his voice and said, "it's me."
Jiang wucai hasn't slept all the time. At the moment, it's like a dream to see someone coming, "general..."
"Shh." Xie Heng put his index finger to his lips, made a silent movement, pointed to the window and motioned her out.
"Shopkeeper Wen..." Jiang wucai was glanced at by Xie Heng as soon as he opened his mouth.
Little Yama's momentum is pressing, and few people can stop it. Jiang has no time to gently put the dagger back and look back at the bed.
The lavender bed drapery flickered in the moonlight. The girl on the couch had just entered a dream, breathing steadily and peacefully.
Jiang wucai nodded slightly to Xie Heng and walked to the window. He didn't think about how to turn over the window silently. As soon as he put his hand on the window, he was dragged out by someone outside.
The quick eyed green guards pulled her to the corridor and asked briskly, "didn't it scare you, Jiang wucai? In fact, we never do such things."
Jiang wucai pursed his lips and whispered: "... I know."
The Qingyi guard said again, "what I said is really true. When he met the young lady, it was a little abnormal..."
Turning the window and sneaking into the girl's boudoir in the middle of the night, even the Qingyi guards who have been with Xie Heng for many years are very shocked.
Everyone's mind is full of: why is our childe like this?
Who taught him this?
Sure enough, Mrs. Shao is Mrs. Shao. No one can care about you like this except her.
Jiang wucai looked down at the sweat in his palm and muttered, "it's not normal."
In the middle of the night, people are scared to death without knocking on the door or lighting the lights.
in the house.
Xie Heng sat by the couch, gently opened the curtain weft, Wen Jiu lay on her side, the green silk on the pillow was like ink, the faint moonlight shrouded her eyebrows and eyes, and her sleeping face was quiet and gentle.
He raised his hand, gently brushed his fingertips across her cheek and asked softly, "what do you want me to do? Are you willing to come back to me?"
long ago.
Xie Heng thought he had nothing to lose and was used to doing everything by himself. A long time ago, he knew he wanted to protect the whole Xie family and even more people. It was nothing. He carried more things on his shoulders and became accustomed to it over time.
But there was such a person who walked side by side with you in the sea of knife mountain fire.
As soon as the person who has given him thousands of tenderness leaves, his heart becomes empty. He still has to do what he should do and win the war he should win.
However, since then, there have been picturesque rivers and mountains, and no one smiled at the world with me.
This is full of loneliness. It's hard to sleep and eat just thinking about it.
Warm wine in his sleep felt a little itchy and clapped Xie Heng's hand open.
Her fingertips were a little cold and hit the warm palm. For a moment, she put her hand on his palm. It was warm, and the corners of her lips rose involuntarily. She shouted vaguely, "elder brother."
Xie Heng's heart trembled slightly, gently caged her hand, slowly lowered his head and gave her a dragonfly kiss on her lips.
The boy couldn't help but raise his lips and whispered, "ah Jiu."
My wine.
How can I believe you don't like me?
The bright moon hid in the clouds, and the Kongming lights all over the sky flew farther and farther.Xie Heng leaned against the window and looked at the warm wine door for a long time, but there was no sound at all.Now Zhao Li is also dead. All the people who can speak effectively in Yunzhou are escorting in the Nanning palace. There is no scruples about warming wine. Maybe Zheng is thinking about leaving for bafangcheng early tomorrow morning.At that time, what reason should he use to keep her?Xie Heng rubbed his eyebrows, opened the door and walked towards the warm wine room.As soon as he took two steps, he heard a man stopped by the green guards and shouted, "who is it?"The young man was not annoyed when he was stopped. He said politely, "please inform me that Zhao Qingfeng has something important to see general Xie."As soon as Xie Heng looked up, he saw Zhao Qingfeng standing in the corridor. He was a thin young man with a gentle and harmless face, but his eyes were full of calculations and greed.He hates such people most.But Xie Heng also knew very clearly that no one in the world could have the same clear, clean and warm eyes as Xiao Wu.Seeing him coming out, the green guards saluted one after another and said, "young master."Zhao Qingfeng greeted him and said quickly, "this is the folding bag that Zhao Li sent 800 Li to the imperial capital. I let the people below rob it back...""If I remember correctly, the one named Zhao Li is your father." Xie Heng interrupted him calmly.The night was hazy.The young man stood in the shadow of the tree, and the moonlight passed through the branches and leaves and fell on him, adding a bit of mystery and noble spirit, and a bit of disdain in the amber eyes.Zhao Qingfeng paused and then said with a smile, "yes, I have only one father, but he has more than one son."Xie Heng hooked his lip.There are so many things in the noble house of princes to resist death. Once it involves power and status, the father is not the father and the son is not the son. They want to step on other people's bones and climb high."At the beginning, he robbed my mother and stayed in the house to be the lowest concubine. I was just the most indifferent of his sons. The beauties around him changed and changed, but my mother was bullied to death by his favorite concubines in the backyard..." Zhao Qingfeng took a deep breath and looked at Xie Heng with red eyes, "Speaking of it, I should thank you. If general Xie killed Zhao Li, I may not be able to avenge my mother in my life."Xie Heng looked at the folding of a firearm in her hand. "Is this your gift to me?""Yes." Zhao Qingfeng quickly presented the fold.Xie Heng took it and smiled in his amber eyes.Zhao Qingfeng was overjoyed and just wanted to speak.Xie Heng fanned the fold twice. He didn't think about dismantling it. He handed it to the green guards on his side, "take it to the third childe."He threw it to Zhao Qingfeng and said, "I'll take the thank-you gift. Go back." then he walked to the door of Wenjiu.Usually, kindness is to facilitate what needs to be said later. As a result, Xie Xiaoyan is an unusual person. He takes things and leaves without giving the other party a chance to speak."General Xie..." Zhao Qingfeng called him, but was stopped by the green guards.Xie Heng took a few steps and turned back. Zhao Qingfeng's eyes lit up instantly, "I still have something to say to general Xie..."The young man in red slightly hooked his lips and fell full of moonlight, "Zhao Qingfeng, stay away from my wine."Zhao Qingfeng's face suddenly became indescribable, "..."Xie Heng waved his hand.Qingyi guard lowered his head and dragged Zhao Qingfeng down.Young master, what's going on recently?Zhao Qingfeng wanted to tell him about the court and plot something unspeakable. As a result, he was stunned and didn't answer. He also warned the young man not to come to the young lady.If you are small-minded, you can be angry to death.Xie Heng stepped on the moonlight, capsized into the warm wine room, and walked to the bedside with light hands and feet."Who?" the night watchman Jiang Wuxian was startled and stretched out his hand to pull out the dagger at his waist.Xie Heng pressed her hand, lowered his voice and said, "it's me."Jiang wucai hasn't slept all the time. At the moment, it's like a dream to see someone coming, "general...""Shh." Xie Heng put his index finger to his lips, made a silent movement, pointed to the window and motioned her out."Shopkeeper Wen..." Jiang wucai was glanced at by Xie Heng as soon as he opened his mouth.Little Yama's momentum is pressing, and few people can stop it. Jiang has no time to gently put the dagger back and look back at the bed.The lavender bed drapery flickered in the moonlight. The girl on the couch had just entered a dream, breathing steadily and peacefully.Jiang wucai nodded slightly to Xie Heng and walked to the window. He didn't think about how to turn over the window silently. As soon as he put his hand on the window, he was dragged out by someone outside.The quick eyed green guards pulled her to the corridor and asked briskly, "didn't it scare you, Jiang wucai? In fact, we never do such things."Jiang wucai pursed his lips and whispered: "... I know."The Qingyi guard said again, "what I said is really true. When he met the young lady, it was a little abnormal..."Turning the window and sneaking into the girl's boudoir in the middle of the night, even the Qingyi guards who have been with Xie Heng for many years are very shocked.Everyone's mind is full of: why is our childe like this?Who taught him this?Sure enough, Mrs. Shao is Mrs. Shao. No one can care about you like this except her.Jiang wucai looked down at the sweat in his palm and muttered, "it's not normal."In the middle of the night, people are scared to death without knocking on the door or lighting the lights.in the house.Xie Heng sat by the couch, gently opened the curtain weft, Wen Jiu lay on her side, the green silk on the pillow was like ink, the faint moonlight shrouded her eyebrows and eyes, and her sleeping face was quiet and gentle.He raised his hand, gently brushed his fingertips across her cheek and asked softly, "what do you want me to do? Are you willing to come back to me?"long ago.Xie Heng thought he had nothing to lose and was used to doing everything by himself. A long time ago, he knew he wanted to protect the whole Xie family and even more people. It was nothing. He carried more things on his shoulders and became accustomed to it over time.But there was such a person who walked side by side with you in the sea of knife mountain fire.As soon as the person who has given him thousands of tenderness leaves, his heart becomes empty. He still has to do what he should do and win the war he should win.However, since then, there have been picturesque rivers and mountains, and no one smiled at the world with me.This is full of loneliness. It's hard to sleep and eat just thinking about it.Warm wine in his sleep felt a little itchy and clapped Xie Heng's hand open.Her fingertips were a little cold and hit the warm palm. For a moment, she put her hand on his palm. It was warm, and the corners of her lips rose involuntarily. She shouted vaguely, "elder brother."Xie Heng's heart trembled slightly, gently caged her hand, slowly lowered his head and gave her a dragonfly kiss on her lips.The boy couldn't help but raise his lips and whispered, "ah Jiu."My wine.How can I believe you don't like me?
