"Suzaku messenger, Seventh Master is in a hurry, please."

Xiao Zhou paced back and forth in the courtyard until two soldiers hurried in and brought news.

The matter between Huai Su and the princess is enough to make the sky fall! She was terrified to hear, so don't let anything happen to her.

Almost in response, he pulled his feet and left.

When they arrived at the courtyard of Delianjie, the soldiers saw the ceremony, and seeing the door of the house open, she marched away.

"Suzaku?"

There was no one in the hall. She was strange, but she heard a swift voice from inside.

"It's me, Seventh Master. Ti"

"Just now I was urinated by Xiao Lianzi. I changed my clothes... I came to you to discuss things. Six brothers seem to be aware of our affairs."

There was the sound of clothes rustling, Xiao Zhou couldn't help being shocked, "Huaisu's thing is still..."

"What happened to her?"

With a cold sound, the two came out, Xiao Zhou's eyes froze, and he could only hear the sound of his heart beating.

Lord.

She trembled.

Qilin is good at imitating sounds.

Any age will do.

*

When Sojin returned to the coach's yard, it was already dark.

The soldiers outside the courtyard respectfully opened the door for her.

But it was pitch black in her eyes, and there was no half of the fire in the room. Vaguely, a dark, sharp gaze fell on her, staring at her closely.

Her forehead and two acupuncture points jumped suddenly for no reason, and she felt dizzy and chaotic.

"Lian Yu?" She yelled tentatively.

The familiar breath immediately surrounded her, and she was squeezed into her arms almost without thinking.

There was a deep depression in the other side.

Is it because she has been in cold blood for too long, does he have an opinion or something? She couldn't figure out the situation, but the panic in her heart got worse.

what happened to him?

The words that had been rehearsed many times were retracted into the bottom of my heart, and the mouth became an explanation laugh, "Hey, you are not so stingy, I will stay there for a while..."

He suddenly let go of her, then leaned over and kissed her quickly, and the momentum was fierce... During this period, the two people's affection is self-evident, but except on the day of "meeting", how often did he not treat her tenderly and meticulously? , Sometimes she was worried that she was still weak, even suppressing self-control, it seemed so crude.

He lifted her up, walked a few steps to the stone table in the courtyard, and put her on it.

In the darkness, his eyes were like sharp blades, and her legs and feet were put on his shoulders. Her blood flowed back to her forehead. If someone suddenly enters the room at this moment, do you still have to live?

"Let's go in..." Her face was as hot as bleeding.

"What do you go in? How about Yan?"

He said a little, and she couldn't say a word for an instant, but he looked at her with a look that made her more flustered, full of encroachment, yet calm and absolutely calm... She was trembling, dizzy, and climbing tightly. Holding his arms, only seeing the sky full of stars through the gap of his body, the stars seemed to fall down.

In the end, he returned to the house with her sweaty and sweaty. She could hardly bear the kind of love she had just before. She really remembered it and could make people ashamed. His back was burned by the slate and still hurt. , But the body was shaking, not only the madness of the body to the extreme joy, but also the kind of love that is urgently occupied and needed.

She looked at him quietly, his eyes were dark and sharp, cold and deep.

She didn't know why he was like this tonight, but she was frightened by his cold and cold attitude. She didn't dare to ask more. Suddenly, she felt a little in her heart: Is it possible that he already knew about her!

Thinking about this, she almost bounced up in shock, making him wait for her death in the wartime, heartbreaking, this is definitely not the ending she wants to see——

She stared at him in dismay, trying to examine it clearly.

He looked at the panic in her eyes, and the coldness in her eyes slowly disappeared.

"I'll pass water and take a bath for you."

He put her gently on the bed, her movements become gentle.

"I had a dream while resting."

He turned and walked towards the door, and the voice came softly.

"I dreamed that I was defeated, killed, and left you alone."

This is not a good thing, but Suzhen's mind about her neck and eyes finally let go.

This dream... Was her previous spiritual chicken soup disturbing him, causing him to suffer from pre-war phobia? She knew that he was certainly not afraid of death, but he was afraid of leaving her again.

She was really self-inflicted. She was trying to see how to comfort him. After he finished his order, he turned back from the door and said lightly: "I have postponed the offensive plan. We have a good time."

what? !

Until the servant fetched water in, she was put in a wooden bucket to take a bath, still in shock and shock.

But she did not try to convince him. Since he has made a decision, no one can change it. Moreover, he was afraid that he had announced it to the soldiers before she returned to the house today.

"Remember when I asked you to wait for a bath in the other courtyard? Now it's time for you to show off. Come on, even Madam, tell me what kind of wait you want."

The warm water poured down from the wooden spoon in his hand, and she could hear his voice in the smoke, with a slight smile.

She went back to Shangjing that year in a daze. She tried the murder case of Wei Shizi and was lying in bed with a knife. At the time, he was still in fresh clothes, and she was young and beautiful...

Even though the future is dangerous and life or death is uncertain, he still lives freely and recklessly. Perhaps it is because my heart has long been determined that no matter what happens, there is always this Great Zhou Emperor to **** him all the way.

*

The smoke curled under the kitchen, the man's dignified aura, and his elegant appearance were obviously incompatible with the kitchen, but he lowered his head, and the movements of cooking from time to time appeared to be exceptionally skilled and harmonious.

This is the third day he hasn't been the commander in chief.

He scooped up a spoon of soup and put it in a bowl to taste. The meticulous profile made people feel as if he had concentrated all his energy on it, but suddenly, I didn’t know if it was a sudden slack or something. The bowl in his hand He fell into the soup with a sudden sound, and countless soups splashed on his face and neck instantly.

Suzhen in the courtyard was terrified to see, how could he not avoid it with his skill?

What is he thinking? Is it a matter of war? He chose to rest because of something wrong with the army. He didn't want her to worry and used rest as an excuse to hide her?

But it doesn't feel like that at all.

His well-thought-out description can't deceive people.

So in fact, he was still worried about the nightmare of that day, because of the mistakes of this world, and was afraid of repeating the mistake of the previous life and death?

Looking everywhere, he saw that his entire palm was reddened by the broth, but he only stretched out his hand and wiped the broth on his face, as if he didn't know the pain.

Those smoke soup seemed to run over her, her eyes quickly covered with water.

For three days, every hour passed, she felt more reluctant.

More and more reluctant to get out.

Maybe they go on like this until...

With the thoughts in her mind, she was suddenly surprised, she could not be so selfish.

Walking in slowly, she hugged him from behind.

"Come on? Where's Xier?" He stretched out his hand and squeezed her waist.

"At the nurse, you will have to eat when you wake up."

"Then why don't you sleep a little longer? I'll call you after I finish breakfast."

"Don't be so nice to me." She whispered, rubbing her head **** his back.

"What are you talking about? Are there any doubts that your husband is good to you?"

He laughed, and knocked on her head sideways, before he went over and continued to work.

This is very normal, how can anyone just be a little gaffe? After all, it was for her. She was in a trance, joy and sorrow.

"Lian Yu, I have something to tell you."

Without checking his hand, she was afraid that her distress would defeat her only reason.

"Wait for me to serve the soup."

He touched her cheek sideways and said with a smile.

"Lord."

There was a sound of footsteps in the courtyard, Suzhen's face was slightly hot, and she quickly spread the hand on his waist, but Lian Yu turned around, wrapped her hand in her palm, and then saw her indifferently and calmly eyes, like Guessed something early. She followed his eyes to see that a group of uninvited guests arrived in the courtyard.

All the people who welcomed them back that day came.

"Yu'er," Xiaoan frowned, "Ai Jia knows that you have a deep love with Suzhen, and want to make up for it, but you can't delay the war."

Murong Jinghou led a group of generals, and suddenly knelt down, "The soldiers are very fast. If you delay one more day, the results will be dangerous. Please continue to preside over the military affairs, do not delay the day of the offensive."

"Please continue to preside over military affairs until the attack."

Yan Dan and Gao Chaoyi also led the officials to kneel down and pleaded loudly.

Lian Yu's gaze slowly fell on the Lian Brothers, and asked with a smile but a smile: "Why, do you guys have to admonish?"

Lian Jie and the two looked at each other, but immediately said, "The minister dare not. But the sixth brother decides everything."

Even Yudan smiled, looked at everyone and did not speak, everyone looked at each other, and the arrogant rhetoric suddenly became a bit at a loss.

"You guys!" Murong Jinghou looked at Lian Jielianqin for a while, then glanced at Yan Dan.

Murong Jinghou even said loudly: "If the Lord doesn't allow it, the ministers will only have to die."

Lian Yu finally said coldly, "How to fight, when to fight, I have my own score. If General Murong has any doubts, then hesitate to remonstrate, and see if this life was lost on the battlefield or right here. ."

As he spoke, his eyes slowly passed Yan Dan.

Murong Jinghou's face turned blue for a while, but he didn't say anything again. Murong Jin had made up his mind and never said a word, but when he saw this man who admired and looked like a **** in his heart, he fell so distraught. Said: "The emperor, you... national affairs matter."

Even Yu didn't even look at her, Murong was very angry and stomped severely.

Xiaoan stared at Suzhen sternly: "Don't you say a word?"

But in the end, the voice became very soft, knowing that Lian Yu was negligent in military affairs for her, and only she could convince him.

Murong furiously pointed to Suzhen and said, "The surname is Feng, are you going to be an evildoer who will harm the country?"

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