However, accidents always happen by surprise.

Seeing that the border of Dajing was getting closer and closer, the beauty of this prison car was about to enter the mansion for training. The official couldn't help it, and found a reason to let the mother bring Linlang out.

"The official is looking for me?"

Lin Lang opened the curtain of the tent.

Before she finished speaking, she was bullied by the man and kissed and fondled.

Lin Lang is rather indifferent to the affairs of men and women, and the love of others is like a fire. For her, it is just a not very interesting thing, and occasionally reluctantly enjoy it.

"Princess...Princess...Princess Wei Mou Xinyue..."

The official looks handsome, he is a consort, but also makes him, but this mood is too strong, Meng Lang is rampant, eyes scarlet, biting her shoulders and hair hurt, like a monster who only asks for love.

"Guardian, you have lost your mind."

Lin Lang is not affected, "Didn't we say that, today you help me, and the other day I reach the gate of heaven, I will pay a hundred times." Her eyes flowed, "But I didn't say, I want to give myself to you."

The official paused, rubbing her waist more rudely.

Is this going back?

Lin Lang smiled, "Do you think the official? It is easy to linger with me at the moment, but in the future, my future husband will ask, who will break my body, and the official will be responsible for theft." She posted it. Exhaled like blue, "Well, will you continue to go to bliss with me? It's not impossible..."

The word "bliss" was taught to her by the jackal.

Everyone who wants to be more rigorous and restrained will become more unrestrained when it comes to passion/desire.

The official let go abruptly, his expression uncertain.

The collar of the prison shirt faded to the shoulders, revealing the beauty's slender shoulders and necks. The other party pulled it back slowly, tidying up the shirt, and bowing to salute.

When Lin Lang returned to the prison wagon, the girls were not abnormal.

Jun Wan squeezed his fist, and slowly released it.

That night, Lin Lang was held tightly by her.

The princess said one word, "Who?"

The sound of the word is sonorous, making people fearful.

Lin Lang did not hide, "The surname is Wei, from Zhao Chuzhou."

"I got it."

Lin Lang rubbed her neck, "My sister is so warm in her arms, she will hold me to sleep tonight."

Jun Wan is naturally dependent on her.

After a while, he led troops from Prince Zhao to Dajing.

The prison car drove over the bluestone slab.

"Mother, what's that red hijab covered?" The child asked while sucking his fingers while holding the candied haws.

The little woman contemptuously said, "It's a sheep cart."

The child was innocent, "Lamb cart? What is a lamb cart? There are no sheep there!"

"Sheep cart" is the "beauty cart", imprisoning beautiful girls from all over the world, and their only role is to invite favors.

For ordinary women, although these "prisoners and slaves" are beautiful, they are inferior to them in terms of status, and they will fall into the destiny of being a favored maidservant in the future and naturally despise them. But for the girls in the prison car, their chance to change their destiny has come. Even if they are pets, it is better than staying in this prison car, which is moldy and decayed all day long.

Life is short, they are young and beautiful, how can they die so lonely and unknown?

Looking at the bustling streets of Shangjing, the girls secretly made up their minds to stay here.

When Prince Cong Zhao arranged them into an exquisite mansion, and invited masters from all walks of life to teach them, the girls tried their best to learn more hard. The most popular is Huang Chizhi Dao. These boudoir girls blushed and listened carefully to the teachings of the women in the brothel.

Lin Lang and Jun were picked out late, not among them.

From Prince Zhao’s point of view, plums that are too ripe will only make men boring and retain some jerky feeling, but on the contrary, they are more pleasing. Those hooked firework prostitutes make the men fascinated again, but one who treats them as real wives? It's just one or two young and beautiful playthings, and after waiting, it's not rare.

The girls were puzzled, and fortunately Lin Lang and Jun were away. The two of them are top-notch both in appearance and figure, and then let them learn this trick, wouldn't it be more difficult to suppress them?

At this time, Lin Langmao recommended herself and told the piano master that she could teach the monarch to play the 箜篌 later.

In order to get more time to get along, Jun Wan thought for a while, "I can dance sword, why don't I teach her sword dance, Lin Lang is in good shape, and she will be able to surprise four people when she jumps."

The masters suddenly felt that they were useless and left with shame.

This matter reached Prince Zhao's ears, and he couldn't help but smile.

"It's also a new thing to let a splendid prince dance with a knife and gun, just follow her."

The life in Qingyuefu passed very quickly, Lin Lang and Jun were inseparable all day long. Playing the piano, practicing swords, studying calligraphy, reading books, playing chess, admiring flowers, swimming with candles, crossing arms and lying down, truly become close friends.

When Lin Lang finished practicing the first sword dance taught to her by Jun Wan, King Dajing's 70th birthday was approaching.

Someone sent a message specifically, saying that the prince intends to let the girls perform at the state banquet. Whoever can win the top spot will be able to rise to the sky in one step and be the master of the beautiful beings.

That night, no one in Qingyue Palace could sleep.

The girls all want to be selected.

Lin Lang heard several crisp scenes outside the window, crying, laughing, lingering, mixed, it was not ridiculous.

Jun Wan blew out the candle and huddled with her.

This is a habit that the two of them have developed in the prison car, and they cannot fall asleep unless they sleep next to each other.

"Tomorrow is our chance." Jun Wan whispered, "If we are selected, we are afraid that we will be separated, Linlang, are you afraid?"

These days, they have been accustomed to each other's existence by sleeping and eating together.

Lin Lang shook her head and smiled like a little fox, "What's so scary? You are no longer here, but your heart is still with me. No matter how far you go, I will pull, you will definitely come back. If you don't come back, I cry every day, until you feel soft."

Jun Wan couldn't laugh or cry, "It's like flying a kite." She said again, "Don't cry, what can I do if I cry."

Lin Lang proudly said, "You are my favorite General Tiger kite."

Jun Wan scratched her nose.

"Okay, go to sleep, I will let you go in my dream."

On the second day, Qingyuefu welcomed its biggest master.

——Choose someone from Prince Zhao himself!

The girls hugged each other with excitement.

Lin Lang drank the tea, curled her lips, and look, how long has passed since then, the group of people forgot what they had suffered and regarded their enemies as future lovers.

Really remember whether to eat or not.

Surrounded by his entourage, he walked from Prince Zhao into the inner courtyard, wearing a sable cloak, like a Zhilan Yushu, with unparalleled appearance, noble and handsome.

His first glance fell on the girl in red.

Furong Xiaodi, eyebrows and horizontal waves.

His admiring eyes were undisguised.

The girls buried their heads, and as they dispersed, they secretly curled their lips towards Lin Lang.

Then came the assessment.

Lin Lang separated from Jun Wan and led them into a room smoked with rosin.

The man sat in the position of the examiner, playing with a jade pendant, his tone was casual, "Go ahead."

Lin Lang drew his sword.

Han Guang swept across his face.

From Prince Zhao did not look up.

Lin Lang danced barefoot, and the golden bell rang.

The red dress is light and the gold is dazzling, and it has a completely different style from the previous month under the moon.

Prince Cong Zhao smiled, "His Royal Highness has worked hard to think about it. It's so good to jump, and it's so unforgettable, it's too wasteful to serve those big elders."

Lin Lang frowned, "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting." He said lightly, "Just let you know, don't be busy, don't choose you."

The girl in the red dress threw the sword angrily, "Rong Jinghe, don't go too far!"

"Excessive?" He sneered and stepped forward, "I would be even more exaggerated, my prince."

She looked calm, but her fingers trembled slightly.

Like a ghost, Rong Jinghe took her hand, even though he was coated with a layer of powder, he still clearly saw the blood on his palm, "...does it hurt? Did you take the medicine?"

Rong Jinghe realized that he loved a woman like this.

She withdrew her hand in disgust, turned and left.

At the moment when she stepped out of the threshold, Lin Lang raised her eyebrows.

Who eats who, maybe.

Not surprisingly, Jun Wan was selected, and he attended a state banquet seven days later and was accepted by Prince Dajing.

The girls snickered.

Who is Prince Dajing? He is the crown prince of a country, but also a romantic ghost who imprisoned seven daughters overnight!

Any girl with aspirations would never choose him!

Jun Wan's eyes were calm, and at this point, everything except authority was empty.

"This is the best result I expected. Dajing is rich and strong, but the internal fighting is chaotic. The sons of Dajing are not fuel-efficient lamps. Prince Dajing is on the cusp of the storm and is in urgent need now. A helper who accepted me into the East Palace was nothing but a cover."

There was anxious urge over there. Jun stayed in Qingyue Mansion for one night, and the next day he had to sit on a small red sedan chair and enter the inner curtain through the back door of the East Palace.

Lin Lang felt wronged.

The dignified princess of the nine kingdoms, but now she was so contemptuous, nameless, and dismissed by a small sedan.

Jun Wan chuckled lightly, wearing a red cloak, "Well, I am not wronged, why are you wronged? The current predicament is only temporary. You and I have the same heart. Sooner or later, I am in Dajing. waiting for your good news."

Lin Lang handed her a royal order she had secretly hidden, "You use this soldier and horse first."

Jun Wan frowned and disagreed, "As long as you have to deal with Prince Congzhao, Longtan Tiger Cave, how can you not have a talisman?"

Lin Lang sighed, "It is precisely because of Longtan Tiger Cave that I have to be more cautious. The man is as careful as his hair, and he will find out sooner or later. It is better to hand it to you, and wait for you to stand firm in Dajing. Come and help me. We sisters, keep watch and help each other to get things done. You and I are one, so sister don't refuse."

"……Row."

She took it, hid it in her chest, and ironed it.

"You take this too."

Jun Wan took out a piece of snow blue leather cord from her waist and put it in her palm.

"My mother...my mother is also very good at craftsmanship. She taught my swordsmanship." She said softly, "From childhood to adulthood, every birthday, she will make up a sword for me."

"I watched her make up and learned."

Jianjiang is a leather rope tied to the head of the sword. Unlike the "Wenjian" tied with the spike of the sword, it is a symbol of the "Wujian".

The young mother who died young was a victim of power. Under the persecution of her father and brother, she separated from her childhood sweetheart and entered the palace, unable to help herself. When she died, she eagerly asked, my son, you must not be the hairpin that everyone praises, but be a sharp sword and be your own master in the troubled times.

Lin Lang stretched out her hand and said crisply, "Sister, give it to me. This is a token of love you gave me. I will wear it day and night."

Jun Wan was a bit sentimental at first, but after being teased by her, she chuckled.

"Then you have to wear it personally every day. If you lose my token of love, I will not forgive you."

Jun Wan is taller than Lin Lang. At this moment, she held up her face and touched their foreheads lightly.

"Wait for me, I will be your patron."

Lin Lang smiled sweetly, "Yeah."

The two walked out of the corridor.

With the help of the maidservant, Junwan bent over and got into the sedan chair. Soon, she opened a curtain and looked at the girl under the car.

In the deep snow, the rut travels far.

Lin Lang sighed into the palm of her hand, the sword on her wrist was glowing with bright snow blue.

After Jun Wan left, Lin Lang also took action, deliberately staying in the snow all night, suffering from the cold and lingering on her bed.

Someone touched her forehead lightly.

Lin Lang leaned towards the man, entangled, "Don't go...Don't leave me...I, I'm only one person, I'm alone, no one loves me..."

His voice choked, tears rolled down his cheeks.

"...Okay, I won't go, don't cry...I love you..."

The other party hesitated and kissed her tears away.

Lin Lang took the initiative to send herself.

So lingering, the snow melts the mud.

Rong Jinghe coaxed the little girl all night, and the other party choked to sleep. Instead, he couldn't sleep, so he turned sideways and admired the face of the prince. This indifferent cloud flower was finally picked by him and bloomed in a soft spring. He couldn't help lowering his neck, took her lips, and kissed deeply.

There was an itchy throat.

"...Cough cough."

Rong Jinghe covered his mouth and coughed lowly, but he still woke him up.

The eyes of Qiushui were misty at first, then surprised, and then sorrowful like a storm.

She looked for the red hairpin next to the lotus flower and pierced his neck severely.

Rong Jinghe was distracted thinking about such a dangerous scene-this time she started it lightly.

The lotus hairpin touched his skin and flesh, but didn't go deep, and Rong Jinghe knew she couldn't get it off. The first man is always special, let alone the uninformed queen?

He lifted his eyes slightly, "What's the truth about the princess? You want me to stay, and you want me to love you. Rong Mou repeatedly pleaded, and the princess repeatedly persecuted him, so that he could only sacrifice himself so that his anger could be calmed down. Why, when I wake up, His Royal Highness turns his face and refuses to recognize people?"

"you shut up!"

Out of anger, her eyes were extremely bright.

"Cough, cough, cough--" Rong Jinghe coughed again, and said rather rascally, "Look, in order to serve the prince, I got sick, even if there is no credit, there is hard work, right?"

She was so angry that the jade cheek was dizzy, and the lotus hairpin pierced a little more.

Rong Jinghe admired her blue silk splash ink, and said, "Your little sister, who just entered the palace wall of Prince Dajing, is alive or dead yet to be known. If your Royal Highness really wants to kill me, Cong Zhao If you issue a wanted order, you will also be buried for me. By then, your little sister will be helpless, don't you worry?"

"Snapped--"

The red hairpin landed.

She has tears in her eyelashes.

Rong Jinghe took the opportunity to hug her tightly. She moved her lips and said hoarsely, "...get off."

The man turned a deaf ear and smiled close to her ears, "Living in this narrow Qingyue Palace, you are really wronged. I will build a Linlang Palace for you, heaven and earth, just a fairyland. , What do you think?"

Rong Jinghe softly coaxed her, "My prince, don't be angry anymore, you frown, my heart melts."

Liar nonsense.

Lin Lang didn't move and let him hold her arms around, thinking in her heart that if she were to build a palace, she would at least be a concubine, so she saved the time to climb all the way up from the pet maidservant.

Cong Prince Zhao took Lin Lang out of Qingyue Palace, shouting from the front and back, and the battle was not small.

The girls who had offended her on weekdays were pale, shaking them into chaff.

But Lin Lang did not deal with them.

Now she has jumped out of the siege, but some of them are stubborn, and the days to come will make them obedient. Next, it is indispensable for people who greet her to please her. If you want to cling to her, these girls are the best way to breathe. If she doesn't need to clean up, someone will help her clean up, so why bother to dirty her hands?

Well, she will continue to be the flower of the cloud in a man's heart, keeping her exquisite heart like ice and snow.

Men always love to lure immortals into demons, then--

She went off in person and played a good role for Nine Kingdoms.

Lin Lang lived in Prince Cong Zhao's inner bed, and the cost of food and clothing was excellent.

Even the prince’s staff members should respectfully call Linlang Girl.

Under the flickering candlelight, Rong Jinghe hugged her, but he did not dare to be like Qingyuefu, taking advantage of the other's unconsciousness, turning the clouds and raining. The female prince is arrogant, even if she is in trouble, she still has her bearing. It is different from the little Sao hoof of the happy field. If you want to be red, you need to coax her into a gentle face and a supple figure.

He has been with her these few days, and he feels that she is full of poems and books, has a broad vision, and her words are all jewels.

It would be even better if I could go to bed.

Sometimes, the prince was stunned and wept for no reason.

Rong Jinghe was born with guilt for the first time. If he hadn't attacked Bo Yun, she wouldn't have had a miserable life experience, like floating duckweed, helpless.

But then again, if he was powerless, how could she look at him high and even embrace him?

I will compensate her in the future.

Rong Jinghe asked, "What name do you have?" Among lovers, a nickname is the most intimate.

Lin Lang looked down, "Women have no name and no surname, your Highness is at will."

Rong Jinghe had a headache instantly.

Lin Lang is her surname, known as Lin Lang in the world. When she said that, she still blamed him for destroying the Lin Lang Wang family and ruining her foundation.

"Then I will get one for you?" He hesitated, "Call Xiaohua?"

In his heart, she is beautiful like a flower, across the clouds, cold and cold.

Lin Lang's lips condensed slightly.

Rong Jinghe knew that he was bad, and said quickly, "I'm just kidding."

Lin Lang swept him out, then suddenly looked back and smiled.

She stroked her hair bun, "I forgot that there are still flowers in the room to the west of Your Highness. Your Highness will take one tonight and caress it."

Tai Jingguo was generous, and after Rong Jinghe presented the beauties, the other party also reciprocated and gave him several foreign girls. The style is bright and beautiful, like a beauty snake.

Rong Jinghe touched a gray nose, not feeling irritated, but recalled her angry look.

Rong Jinghe: ‘System, the queen is jealous? The little native is too cute. ’

system:'……'

People think you are a fool.

After another while, Rong Jinghe set off to return home.

Dajing water is deep, so he won't drip this muddy water for the time being, and it won't be too late to wait for the clever and unparalleled princess to gain a foothold in the Prince's East Palace.

He has the daughter of Linlang Wang, and the two women are also friends of Jinlan, and they will have to communicate in the future.

However, their appearance shocked many people.

The world compares the two and puts them on the heights of the spring scenery of the Nine Nations. Those women are fighting for a fame and reputation, and they have to distinguish themselves. These two people were originally the most incompatible, but they were As soon as they came, they listened to their subordinates to report back. At Qingyuefu, they "browsed with each other" and had to go to the latrine hand in hand. Men and women are not so obsessed.

Rong Jinghe wanted to laugh when he heard it, but he was just an unknowing kid in return. How did he know the taste of such a perverted man and woman?

But this did remind Rong Jinghe that the two of them had a lot of friendship, and they still had to see each other when they left this time, otherwise the prince would blame him for the long road in the mountains.

Rong Jinghe told about this incident with Prince Dajing Xie Xiangfeng.

Without a word, Xie Xiangfeng led the people off at the bank of Yangliu.

"sister!"

"younger sister!"

The two women embraced each other tightly, and their feelings of longing were beyond words.

The respective men took a step back and talked beside the chariot.

"Brother Jean, his face has been radiant recently, and he seems to be so beautiful, he is reluctant to think about Shu." Rong Jinghe teased.

Xie Xiangfeng, let it be, the most romantic man in the great Jingguo.

He smiled warmly, and arched his hands at Rong Jinghe, "I also want to thank Brother Qin for being willing to cut love and become my brother."

Rong Jinghe helped him up and said with a smile, "Don't come here, Rong Mou is just pushing the boat along the river, my true heart love, I can't bear to cut my hands. Besides, my sister called you, this brother I can't afford it."

Xie Xiangfeng understood in a second, and changed his words, "That's a disrespect for brother."

With a spring breeze on his face, he secretly said to the system, ‘Who is this Rong Jinghe? The plot is not mentioned. This robbed the princess of the monarchy again, and destroyed the Wang family of Linlang. In the original world, how could he be an unknown person? ’

The system replied, ‘Host, this is a god-level nine-nation hegemony mission. Multi-player interaction will affect your whole body. You have to watch and pay more attention. ’

Xie Xiangfeng is also a veteran, thinking a little bit, ‘you mean, this might also be a tasker? ’

System: ‘I didn’t say. ’

Xie Xiangfeng: ‘Is your system also set up? You are like a little old man, stiff and serious! I bet that this Rong Jinghe is not a tasker, but also a fat old fox. He can't escape as a man behind the scenes. Fortunately, I am now the first princess of the monarchy. She has the reputation of being as determined as a monarch. With her to share the burden, I can finally sleep peacefully. ’

The system reminded him, ‘Host, the princess is not a good chess piece, don’t rest assured. ’

Xie Xiangfeng disagrees, ‘so your system is a system, and things like human minds cannot be calculated by programs. She has become my woman now. She regards her husband as her heaven. Only when I am good, she can be good. We are all prosperous and all we lose. If she doesn't help me, who will she help? Help her beloved Chinese people? ’

This system is hard to say, it is only an auxiliary tool, and the host is the one who makes the decision.

Although its host is a male partner, it is full of charm. No matter what task it is, it is handy and smooth, and it has never been stumbled, but this time it is a god-level task to promote a super tasker. It doesn't mind being a task. The long-winded system beats people again.

‘Host, the rookie king in the male lead department ranks first. It seems to be doing some preparations recently. We are likely to meet him this time. ’

Xie Xiangfeng hooked his lips, "That's right, Xiao San'er, in the ranking of the system, you dropped out of that little subsystem. This time we just broke over and let you be the boss. ’

system:'……'

System: ‘Then I’ll wait for good news from the host. ’

On the banks of the willows, the sky is the color of the sky, and the beauties are hand in hand, sorrowful, like a picture scroll.

Everyone avoided and looked from a distance.

They seemed to say something, laughed together, and looked at their men.

Rong Jinghe and Xie Xiangfeng were stunned, and both smiled.

Rong Jinghe said, "They must have said bad things about us again, and they will be punished when they go back."

Xie Xiangfeng raised his eyebrows heartily, "It seems that you have been punished for experience."

"No, she is stubborn."

In fact, the conversation between the two is--

Lin Lang: "This man always feels that a woman can't leave him. He thinks he is holding me in his palm, but he doesn't want to. I'm holding him and pulling him."

Jun Wan: "This is also the kite-flying technique you figured out? Isn't it enough with me, General Tiger?"

Lin Lang chuckled, holding her hand like a little daughter, "Why is my Awan jealous? You are in my heart, but the most important thing."

Taking advantage of the opportunity to speak, she leaned close to Junwan’s ear and quietly reminded, “I told you before, did you? This Prince Cong Zhao is very weird. I clearly stabbed him with blood on his neck that night. Not only is he not dead, but he is more energetic than before."

"I watched carefully, he seemed to have something in his mouth that saved his life. Under this world, I don't believe in the resurrection technique. You are in Dajing now. I heard there are some witches, heads down, The corpse chaser, you helped me pay attention to these sorcery, and said that it won't come in handy in the future."

Jun Wan doesn’t hide his personal secrets, "I’ve been in the East Palace these days, and I feel that this Prince Xie is very strange. thing."

"In the past two months, he can still be said to be exceptionally talented, but he has been like this for the whole year. It is surprising that his body is not bad at all. Also, there have been several groups of assassins in the East Palace. I saw him dying the night before. , The next day it was completely fine, but I personally brought out the pot of blood."

It's like a fairy.

The two women looked at each other, dark waves surged.

Lin Lang lowered her eyes and held her hand, "No matter what he is, one day sooner or later..."

Jun Wan tightened the collar of the dazzling ferret cape.

"Don't be afraid, what you said, I take it to heart. Fortunately for men, and dull for women, there is no backing in this world. I only hope that you and I have a strong heart and support together. In the future..."

In the future, the country will be together, and the prosperity will be the same.

She didn't finish, but Lin Lang understood.

After the farewell, the beauty walked from the bank of the willow with a ring on her waist.

A plain-clothed leaded Chinese noodle is like a smoke of moonlight.

A red dress, hibiscus lilies, is a beautiful spring.

One is light and the other is strong.

The men were overwhelmed by this amazing scene.

"Looking silly?"

The prince stretched out a lotus root wrist, shook Rong Jinghe, and pressed her index finger to his nostril again.

"……naughty."

Rong Jinghe woke up like a dream, holding her little hand, "It's cold outside, let's get in the car."

Lin Lang turned his head and glanced at Jun Wan.

The two women smiled at each other and got into the car with their skirts.

Junwan stayed in the East Palace of Dajing, and Linlang returned to Congzhao Country with soldiers and horses.

After a few years, the government changed, the old and the new changed.

Northland Dajing welcomed the new post.

"Today there are nobles, who control the concubines in the house, the prosperous clan, and the ministers and ministers outside, and the law of the solemnity... and canonized as the queen, the mother of the world..."

"The minister leads the decree."

And Cong Zhao, who is thousands of miles away, is also preparing for the canonization ceremony.

"The heaven and the earth are in harmony, and the wind and heaves are exhausted. Now the imperial concubine Linlang family, known as Jiaowei, Deguanglanye... Registered as the lord of the six palaces, Chengzongmiao, and the world..."

"Thanks, Huang'en."

The general father-in-law hurriedly helped the new emperor's sharp-hearted man, "Queen, mother, go bath and change clothes, you are now twins, so take care."

"Thank you father-in-law for being compassionate, I see, you will send you father-in-law for this palace."

"Yes. Father Tai, please here."

Linlang Palace is full of gifts from the new emperor, silk satin, golden white walls, exotic flowers and plants, and delicacies, all of which are rare tributes.

The palace people were not surprised, serving Lin Lang and sitting down.

The grand palace lady Sijing asked softly, "You are now the lord of the harem, why are you still frowning? If your majesty sees you, you will definitely feel distressed."

Lin Lang shook Qing Luo's fan without a smile.

"Niangniang, the letter is here, from Da Jing!"

Another great palace lady was thinking of walking hurriedly over the threshold of entry, and the housekeeper reminded, "Sister, don't run so fast, be careful of falling."

Si Wan said, "What do you know, I run faster, and my mother naturally lives faster!"

She turned her head and handed the carp letter to Lin Lang respectfully, and said kindly, "Niangniang, Niangniang, Dajing has a letter."

Lin Lang took a look.

——The flowers bloom on Moshang, I miss you very much. In July and August, when the rose apples are freshly ripe, I will make a pot of red clay and play the piano and dance the sword with you. It will be the envy of Bodhi embroidering Buddha.

"Laughed! Laughed! Niangniang laughed." Siwan yelled, "I'll just say, this Dajing letter is Niangniang's heart medicine. Isn't it, the medicine will cure the disease?"

Lin Lang Chong drowned her nose and said, "Only you will heal the most."

A warm breeze blows, and the pages of the table are turned side by side.

Lin Lang looked outside, the spring was beautiful.

Ah night, did you know that the wind is blowing in the nine countries.

Here comes our opportunity.