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The three princesses were terribly angry by the monk's indifference, thinking that you were not kind and I was not righteous, and said impatiently to the supervisor, "Is it so long at three o'clock in the afternoon? Not yet executed?"

Jian Xuanguan looked at Yan Guogong, the other party closed his sleeves, and seemed to be drowsy in the midday sun, but Jian Zheguan still saw his slight nodding, so he slowly pulled out the wooden sign.

"Do not--"

Lifting the curtain to see the scene, Lin Lang suddenly lost his voice, but his mouth was covered by a warm palm.

"You better not make any noise."

Yan Zhaolie warned, "Did you not see the old man on it? If he sees you like this in his hair and disheveled clothes, pleading for an ulterior monk, do you know how it will end?"

She did not obey and struggled violently.

And Yan Zhaolie had long been prevented. She clasped her waist tightly with one hand and dragged him into the carriage.

The dark blue curtain fell again, covering up the brilliant and excessive sunlight.

It also covered up the blood that came from the face.

"Zi--"

Yan Zhaolie's brow furrowed slightly, and the other's sharp and fine teeth bit **** his palm, expressing strong hatred.

She wanted to get rid of his imprisonment.

It's a pity that Yan Zhaolie wasn't the kid with a hairy hair. After entering the Jinwei camp, he suffered many injuries. Such a bite of blood marks is not at all in mind, not to mention that he still has abnormalities about Lin Lang Possessive, she wants to be close to his blood, he is too happy to be too late, how could he let go?

At this time the distant crowd screamed.

Everything is a foregone conclusion.

Lin Lang lost his soul and was exhausted, and slid softly into Yan Zhaolie's arms as if he were dead. Yan Zhaolie flicked her heart, and quickly touched her face, touching the wet tears.

At first whimpering low, then suddenly collapsed. She burst into tears, and tears, like broken beads, kept flowing into the slits of her hair and neck. Yan Zhaolie has never seen Lin Lang's gaffe like that. Even if he was smashed by him at Baima Temple, she just panicked for a while.

"You, stop crying ..."

For some reason, Yan Zhaolie's heart was twisted into a thin line, twisted and twisted, and a little bit of pain caused it to hurt badly. He tried to hug Lin Lang, but her strength was so great that she broke free.

Lin Lang burst into tears crying, and turned over on the carriage, and the soft blanket on the back was ruined. She clenched her fist in one hand, hammering her chest hard, and the blood-sucking grubs were drilling, and her liver and gall were cracking.

A powerful big palm wrapped Lin Lang's hand, preventing her from almost self-harm. Yan Zhaolie also lay down, circling her neck with one hand and hugged the man tightly in her arms.

The warm tears instantly soaked the large pieces of clothes on his chest.

Her body even showed convulsions.

Yan Zhaolie was uncomfortably dying, stroking her back over and over again, making people feel comfortable.

"Stop crying, obedient, stop crying, you will cry badly."

He kissed her forehead, very gentle, "Obey, sleep well, everything will pass."

Lin Lang's entire face was buried in the young man's chest, and the slightly opened eyes had a different meaning.

Yes, everything will eventually pass.

One year after Li Linlang got married, the husband of the clothed beast showed his true face, and she was stunned at a banquet and sent to his friend's room. When she woke up, Li Linlang was ready to bite her tongue, but the thought flashed, and she thought of the elders who loved her at home, and put down the despair of suicide.

While the official was still awake, she shivered and put on her clothes, but also lost her luck and found a dog hole. She didn't care about the etiquette of everyone's mother, and immediately drilled out.

The street outside the dog hole is connected to the street, and she is utterly stunned. She actually crashed into a group of monks who came back from the palace to lecture, led by the famous and well-known monk Shi Jingcheng.

At that time, Shi Jingcheng was twenty-seven years old and was a well-known abbot of Baima Temple. He was deified by the world and said that he was a real reincarnation of Buddha, and he passed through the sufferings of the world. Li Linlang remembered his own experience and couldn't help but feel sad from it. Seeing Shi Jingcheng, as if he had caught the straw, he endured the shame and wanted to ask him for help.

In Li Linlang's conception, Shi Jingcheng has a good relationship with his second sister Li Zhaoyun. Although Li Zhaoyun is now the queen, she is always from the Li family. They are sisters. Presumably the master will see her queen's sister in the face She hired a carriage to take her back to her mother's home. She is now stretched to the limit and desperately needs her parents' comfort.

However, when the other party saw her leaning over, she was quite cold and went straight past her.

This move made Li Linlang's words frozen in his throat. Seeing Shi Jingcheng, the monks did not go back. They also showed a contemptuous look to the rejected Li Linlang, regarded the people as a plague, and hurried away around her.

Li Linlang stood blankly.

Shi Jingcheng never thought that because of his trust and appreciation for Li Chaoyun, he had a prejudice against her sister-in-law under the influence of the other party's subtle influence, thus rejecting a woman's last call for help before she was about to die.

Li Linlang was arrested by her husband who went out.

At that time, the style was very focused on women's chastity. The physical torture had put Li Linlang on the verge of collapse, and Shi Jingcheng disintegrated her will to survive at the spiritual level. Li believes in Buddha. Li Linlang, who is her daughter, has also gotten a little bit of an eye. The girl encountered a mob in Baima Temple, and she did not know who was the mastermind.

She wanted to find death. Li almost cried and blinded her eyes before she coaxed her daughter back. In order to let people have sustenance, Li Linlang followed her mother to practice in the Buddhist hall, read the scriptures, transcribe the classics, and became a very devout believer. She is very fond of Shi Jingcheng. After listening to several lectures, she almost worships him as a Buddha.

But this Buddha did not pull her when she was most afraid of life.

If you are a human being, you will still prefer it.

Only this time the balance tilted to her side, nothing more.

Yan Zhaolie noticed that the person in his arms was exhausted and gradually disappeared. As if he had fallen asleep, he let go of the person a little and wiped the tears on her face with her sleeves.

After finishing, he regrouped the people lightly into his arms. He thought that this woman was too evil. When he hated her, he wished she could die with all his arrows. Now she just cries, and she feels soft.

It seems that she is not only the robber of the monk, but also her own life.

During the period of the Golden Guards, Yan Zhaolie was often involved in the complicated political events of the conflict, like licking blood at the edge of a knife, half life and death.

He remembers one time he was badly injured, and he had a high fever in the middle of the night, which was extremely dangerous. I did n’t wait for Yan Guogong to come, and my companions who had been in love had been whispering in my ears, "Brother, you can rest assured, with our love, I will never let you die. After you die, your father and mother I confess to you, I will kill you, your enemies, your vision of choosing your sweetheart should be good, or I will sleep for you next year and fight to hug a fat baby— "

Yan Zhaolie awoke to the air.

On the first day he was able to go to the ground, he beat the brave boy to his head.

"Forget it, then don't run away."

Yan Zhaolie said nothing.

Before Yan Guogong returned to his government, Yan Zhaolie, the prince, transferred the bodyguard who was guarding the small garden and sent Lin Lang back safely.

The other party woke up long ago, but his face was pale and ghostly, almost floating in. Yan Zhaolie couldn't help but pull her hand, and there was a little bit of temperature above it, which made him relieved.

Lin Lang wasn't responded to being pulled by him like this. His dark eyes looked at people blankly, as if he was hollowed out of his mind, leaving a beautiful pair of external skin sacs.

Yan Zhaolie only had to raise her for a few days if she was over frightened.

That evening, after finishing the follow-up, Yan Guogong returned from the palace and raised his foot to the bedroom. No one answered after a few calls. He approached the bed. His wife's eyes were closed, his cheeks were flushed with redness, and when he touched his forehead, it was really hot.

Guo Gongfu suddenly fell into the chaos of war and horses. The doctor who slept soundly was dug out of the nest by a large group of guards in the middle of the night, and he was carried to Linlang like a chicken.

"Mrs. Zun is extremely severely stimulated." The old man was a little depressed, but it was still a kind of immortal character. He scratched his beard and said, "As the so-called deep affection, Hui Ji will hurt, adults should persuade a lot. Madam, do n’t be too attached to everything, just let it happen. "

At night, the candlelight was dim, and the doctor was hanging a thread outside the screen to diagnose the pulse, and failed to notice the father and son's complex face in a flash.

When Lin Lang's condition stabilized, it was already dawn. The old man secretly covered his mouth with wide cuffs, and drowsy yawned. Duke Yan Guo waved his hand and sent him home. The doctor was overjoyed and quickly hurried off, holding the wooden box and going outside.

Yan Zhaolie saw that Lin Lang was accompanied by her father, thought about it for a moment, turned around and followed out, and asked the doctor in detail about the woman's prescription.

The old man was somewhat flattered about Shi Ziye's ardent attitude and felt strange at the same time.

It is said that the relationship between the prince and the hostess is not harmonious. Why doesn't this seem to be the case?

Lin Lang's high fever retreated, but the person was sick in bed for a full month, and the already slender waist was even thinner.

Yan Guogong extended countless famous doctors. To sum it all up and down, it means the same thing: "Heart disease also requires heart medicine."

The exact same answer made Yan Guogong's brow deeper. He really didn't believe that the dead could fight the living. One day, he turned down early, and through the gauze, he faintly saw a figure standing by the window holding something in his hand.

He opened the tent and saw that the other party tilted the shallow jade bowl. The brown medicine juice overflowed from the edge of the bowl and poured into the potted plant of Luo Hansong.

Yan Guogong narrowed his eyes narrowly. No wonder this disease hasn't seen any improvement. His wife Yang Fengyin violated her, and she didn't drink medicine at all!

He was also negligent. Recently, he was busy on official business, and the border war broke out again. He often returned home in the middle of the night and didn't notice her abnormality for the first time. It is a three-point drug. Yan Guogong deliberately let famous doctors control the dosage. The kitchen only boils into a small bowl every day, and the smell will not be very strong, so I concealed him for a while.

Lin Lang was pouring medicine, and a wide chest was quietly attached to her behind, and a thin cocooned hand pinched her wrist.

"Snapped--"

The jade bowl broke into pieces.

"Why, don't you drink medicine, do you want to be buried for that short-lived ghost?" Yan Guogong carelessly touched the hair in her ear.

The wife who has always been able to speak is like a dumb, lowering her head and not speaking.

Yan Guogong sneered, "A six impure monk is also worth your thoughts. It is really no good. He will only read the sutra and kill the wood fish. Even if he takes you to elopement success, what can you give you? Because of the embarrassing situation of chasing rice, oil, salt and salt, you know that it is good for your husband. "

The husband held out two fingers, squeezed her chin, turned her face to the side, and looked at the majestic eyes directly, "Why, in your eyes, is the husband worse than him? Is there a good appearance in life?" That ’s God ’s appetite for dinner. If the husband does n’t eat this bowl of rice, he can still change the sky above him, change the dynasty, and rebuild order and etiquette. Can he do it? ”

"He was born into a hairpin family, and he was strictly educated since childhood. Although he was the commander of the three armed forces, he did not learn the rudeness of those rough people. Of course, when you are angry, you can't ask for the husband to calm down. Living people are not stone statues without feelings. "

The sky outside the window is a burning haze, deep and shallow, magnificent, reflected in his wife's eyebrows, adding a touch of color to the sickness of Xixi Shi. Yan Guogong saw her pitiful gesture in Yuxue, and the tone was too stiff.

His grip on his chin changed to rubbing her face, and the roughness of his palm made him move very gently.

"He is proud and arrogant, and he admits that he is not omnipotent. He can't let Spring and Autumn go backwards and meet you as an unmarried, young identity. But if the young Yan Jijie with no foundation really I have met you, there is no magnificent experience, no catastrophe in life, an empty and monotonous chest, are you willing to sleep on your pillow? "

"Qionglou Jinque, Zhongming Dingshi, Xianglun Baoqi, what the husband can give, what the husband can earn, the best in the world."

Yan Guogong brushed the hair sticking to her lips for her, and whispered.

"Ma'am, the husband is so venomous and vicious, but he can be regarded as an organ, and he only wants you to be affectionate. So, it hurts a little, huh?"