Han Yanliang raised his head and looked at him calmly.

He is different from Shen Yichao. Shen Yichao is elegant and elegant, but he is cold and majestic.

He is handsome, but he is very aggressive, his eyebrows and eyes are domineering, his hair is meticulously combed in a bun, and he must wear a sword even in regular clothes. All kinds of rigorousness are like his behavior and character.

She has been wandering around the theater for many years and has been used to seeing too many people.

She knew that Chen Jian was more abiding by the rules than his younger brother, and that he could take her as a concubine, but this did not prevent him from marrying another noble daughter.

Unless, he is completely moved.

If you are so polite to such a man, once you are moved, you will definitely love him like a vow, destroying him and unable to turn back.

After experiencing the love affair in the midst of the storm, she no longer wants to be a man's plaything, nor can she be a weak person who can be abandoned casually.

For her, things like men either completely reject or possess them all.

Want to conquer the stern and surrender.

A tide of darkness flashed through the girl's eyes.

She held up an innocent and charming smile, and put her slender fingers ambiguously on Chen Yijue's shoulders: "In the eyes of the general, what am I? A beauty? Or a plaything?"

Chen Yijue looked expressionless: "It seems that you think your concubine is despising you."

"I will never forget the whip that Wei Chuchu gave me in my life..." Han Yanliang stood on tiptoe and leaned into Chen Yijue's ears, "General, I'm afraid."

The beauty whispered lightly, and there was a faint fragrance between her breath.

Shen Zheng Zhuo Adam's apple rolling.

The dark and dark eyes flashed through the beauty's beautiful eyebrows and eyes. He realized very clearly that he wanted this beauty and he wanted to conquer this beauty.

From body to heart.

He pressed the cold smoke in front of the flower window.

Her big palm tightly wrapped around her waist, and her other hand pressed the back of the beauty's head. When Han Yanliang was caught off guard, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her red lips...

He had no experience and was mercilessly robbed her sweet fragrance with just a single instinct, like an invincible general.

Han Yanliang was forced to raise his head high.

The slightly raised Xingzi's eyes were filled with surprise and disbelief.

She thought Chen Yi was definitely a ten thousand-year-old iron tree who was confused about the charm. She never expected that this guy was a bully who could be a stubborn person!

His palms were like iron pliers, with amazing strength.

She couldn't even break free!

His breath was full of strong offensive meaning, and he locked her tightly like a shackle.

At this moment, Han Yanliang suddenly felt embarrassed and confused.

Tonight, was Chen Yijue falling into the gentle trap she carefully arranged, or was she locked into a woven cage of gold wire by the hunter?

No way to know...

In the chaos all over the city, Chen Yijue finally ended this long and awkward kiss.

Except for his thin lips and a little red, his face was still as sinister as usual.

Han Yanliang wanted to slap him angrily, but he easily held his hand.

He raised his thumb and pressed her red lips with rough fingers, as if a famous man had stamped a seal on his favorite collection.

His voice was hoarse: "After marking, you are my woman, don't try to escape."

Han Yanliang was about to protest, but the tall buildings shook violently again.

Chen Yichao held her waist and jumped decisively from the flower window.

Han Yanliang didn't stand firmly, and his head hit his arms heavily, and he quickly rubbed his forehead in pain.

This guy's chest is stiff and hard, I'm afraid it's made of iron!

Jianshuo is Jianshuo. If she really gets on the bed, she may be...

She glanced at her intricately and controversially.

Chen Yiji took her on a horse and galloped towards the gate of the troops: "Why are you in a daze?"

Han Yanliang took it for granted: "I was wondering, why do you hate it so much."

Chen Yijue's face looked ugly.

I didn't understand what I did wrong, which made her say something that she hated.

He ordered seriously: "Don't hate me."

Han Yanliang rolled his eyes.

This guy is so overbearing and can't bother him, he can care?

Can he lock her heart if he can lock her?

Horses leaped over collapsed ruins and burning lanterns.

The cold wind whistled by my ears.

Han Yanliang whispered in a low voice: "I will probably have no interest in the rest of my life with a man like you."

"What is fun?"

"The joy of the husband and wife's boudoir is all about interest. The worst thing is that the love between men and women is also considered interest. Don't look at your brother being serious, he dares to say anything when he is in the tent. A vow is stronger than gold. Only you can't imagine, and nothing he can't say."

Chen Yijue was quiet for a moment.

When the horse crossed the fire, he whispered: "But he still betrayed you in the end. It can be seen that love words are far less important than firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. I will not say love words to you. You just need to remember that from now on, you will be the woman I am a serious woman. Unless I die, I will not allow anyone to bully you."

The cold smoke was stunned.

This handsome and solemn general always has a cold face.

He clearly said that he would not learn love words, but he didn't know that what he said was the most rare in the world.

She didn't know the feeling in her heart when she turned her face away.

A sudden explosion occurred in front of him again, and fireworks roared into the sky.

Chen Yijue locked Han Yanliang tightly in his arms, and was forced to turn the horse's head and rush to the city gate in a different direction.

...

"Hahahahahahaha!"

The top of the nine-story pagoda in Chang'an City.

Wei Shaoqian has a red robe and wide sleeves, a red silk ribbon tied up his long black hair, and his face is handsome and noble under the moonlight, like a groom who is about to marry a new bride.

This outfit was exactly what he dressed when he married Xiao Qingyang.

He shook his folding fan and looked down at the fire all over the city.

The golden flames jumped in his pupils, as crazy and passionate as they were.

He looked up at the bright moon and asked loudly: "Xiao Qingyang, have you seen the Ten Mile Chang'an lit for you for your husband? Have you seen the grand fireworks?! He buried countless explosives on the street for his husband, and wanted to overthrow the world for his husband, and buried him with you!"

In Chang'an City, everyone praises the tragic story of Emperor Qingyang and the monk Xuandu.

But no one knows how Wei Shaoqian survived the days and nights over the past two months.

He was angry, he was jealous.

He regretted even more that he set fire to the mountains at all costs.

He doesn't want to live anymore.

He specially selected the reunion day of the Spring Festival to celebrate her with the bustling city.

Bulks of white paper money drifted from the nine-story pagoda and flew all over the sky.

Wei Shaoqian's red clothes were as bloody as he was laughing loudly, falling from the tower with satisfaction.

When he was eight years old, he entered the palace with his father for the first time.

The Empress is so beautiful and majestic, and she is the most beautiful and majestic woman she has ever seen since she was sensible.

He knelt carefully under the danmu and did not dare to look up and look at it.

Just as I was so nervous that I was sweating profusely, I suddenly heard a silver bell-like chuckling coming from the corner of the hall.

He looked at him curiously.

The little girl in a fiery red dress, wearing a delicate pure gold tassel small phoenix crown, poked her head out from behind the bead curtain and stared at him with a smile.

The little girl was changing teeth, and when she smiled, she showed her open front teeth.

Like a dog's hole.

His tension disappeared and he couldn't help but lower his head and smile.

Queen Chen said in a gentle voice: "Qingyang, come here."

The little girl ran to Danqin obediently: "Mother!"
Chapter completed!