Sharing life and death, never leaving one another...

Han Yanliang sat beside the couch.

She bent her white fingers and slowly tapped the Buddha table. Her red lips bent her sarcastic smile: "If I were to the past, I would be very happy to hear your words. But now that time has changed, I will be disgusting if I do this."

"Whether you are disgusting or like it," Chen Yichao looked at her gently, "What can you do except obey me?"

His eyes fell on cold smoke's long hair.

The beauty's long crow-green hair looked like a pile of clouds, and it was piled up softly on the bed because it was not combed.

He picked up a mahogany comb and combed her hair: "When I was in Jinguan City, you and I were happy, and I often comb your hair... Yanyan, as long as you like, I can comb your hair for the rest of my life."

Han Yanliang had no expression on his face and even rolled his eyes.

Chen Yichao took out a piece of white ribbon from his arms and carefully tied it to the end of her hair.

He looked at it for a moment and praised, "It's like a lotus coming out of clear water."

Seeing Han Yanliang ignored him, he looked out the window.

The fire had spread out of the village and gradually burned into the mountains. The soldiers were busy putting out the fire, and no one paid attention to them.

He smiled: "Things are about to be done."

Han Yanliang lowered his head and played with Danke's peeling nails, and suddenly asked, "Tell me, where are you going to take me? You are now betraying the Shen family and the imperial court, Chang'an and even Dayong, you no longer have your place."

"Jiangnan." Chen Gongchao was calm, "The Yuchi family was the local emperor of Jiangnan and always had the intention of separatist rule. They lacked counselors, and I was the best counselor."

Resigning to the Yuchi family...

The cold smoke changes rapidly in the eyes.

Chen Yichao is really betrayed completely!

Chen Yichao stretched out his hand and gently caressed the beauty's black hair, his eyes were filled with bright yearning: "Smoke, there are apricot blossoms, light rain and small bridges and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River, and the Qinhuai River in Jinling and Qiantang Lake in Wuxing are also very famous. The scenery in Jiangnan is not inferior to Chang'an or Luoyang. We will be there together with our grandchildren... Are you happy?"

Han Yanliang curled his lips secretly.

She is so happy!

Seeing that it was getting late, Chen Yinchao was about to leave with the beauty and gold and silver soft, when a dozen tall soldiers suddenly broke into the room.

They bowed and said loudly: "There is a fire in the village. Lord Shen asked Lord Shen to go to the hall to discuss matters and discuss future plans."

Chen Yichao's expression was inexplicably expressed.

He stared at these people with fear. He knew that disobeying Yin Sinian at this time would cause the other party to become suspicious, and it would be better to be submissive for the time being.

He looked at the cold smoke with concern.

After thinking for a moment, he took out an iron chain from the cabinet and carefully buckled it on the beauty's ankle.

He touched her head, leaned over to her ear, and whispered gently: "Yanyan is waiting for me, I will take you to Jiangnan."

Han Yanliang watched him leave.

The young man from the Shen family was stained with white clothes. When he stepped out of the threshold, the red gauze lamp under the corridor scattered the light and shadows on his shoulders. The long wind blew the crows and the long hair. He looked back inadvertently and noticed that she was also looking at him, so he bent his thin lips.

Under the night splashing ink, the beauty of the man is unique, and there is no other in the world.

The cold smoke is cool but the heart is like stagnant water.

She responded with a faint smile.

The door was locked from the outside.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Prefect Yin would not be good for him, Chen Yichao took away the dead soldiers guarding outside, which made it convenient for Nan Baoyi to cause trouble.

Nan Baoyi confirmed that Chen Yichao was walking far away, and found a big hammer from the corner of the house. He stood in front of the door and accumulated enough strength, and pounded open the door with one hammer!

Han Yanliang met the girl's shiny phoenix eyes and raised the chain with a smile: "Hard-hunting?"

After Nan Baoyi smashed the chain open, he squatted in front of her: "You are injured and have difficulty moving. Come up and I will carry you!"

Han Yanliang was stunned: "How can this work?"

Not to mention that Nan Jiaojiao can carry her back or not, she is a princess after all, so it’s fine to have a few jokes between the two, how could she be condescending to the nobles?

"When is it!" Nan Bao's sarcastic voice said, "Boss Han, when did you learn to be pretentious? When you were at the wardrobe before, you clearly said we were friends!"

Looking at the girl's slender and thin back, her cold and cold heart was as soft as spring water.

It's ridiculous that her father and mother, the husband she loves, are not as good as Nan Jiaojiao to her.

The cold smoke made my eyes red.

She no longer hesitated, and carefully lay on the girl's back and reminded: "If you can't carry it anymore, just tell me, don't force me."

"rest assured."

Nan Baoyi gritted her teeth, used her strength to lift the cold smoke and walked out the house quickly.

The village was in chaos.

It was dark and the shouts of soldiers came from afar.

Nan Baoyi carried cold smoke and took a remote path, and gradually got further and further away from the village.

The robe and embroidered shoes were stained with dirty mud, and the bun was also hooked with many grass leaves.

Walking deep and shallow, her thin body sweated a lot, and she was breathing very hard, but she did not dare to slack off at all.

She chased the direction of the bright moon in the East Mountain and walked in the wilderness forest for a whole hour before finally seeing the bluestone steps down the mountain.

When she stepped down the mountain on the steps, her calves were trembling violently because she was too tired.

Han Yanliang was worried: "Let's rest for a while?"

Nan Baoyi refused: "No, if the tide catches up, we will both be done."

Han Yanliang stared at her.

The moonlight was bright, and the little girl was so stubborn that she was very stubborn. She rolled her sweat on her forehead, making white marks on her face covered with black charcoal ash.

It's embarrassing, but it's also touching.

When she went through fire and water for her, wasn’t her so moved?

Being deeply loved by Nan Jiaojiao is a blessing in life.

Another hour passed.

The bluestone steps are about to come to an end.

In the dawn light, you can vaguely see the neatly arranged army at the foot of the mountain.

The young man in the lead was wearing a dark red narrow-sleeved outfit, with a tall and slender figure, and his phoenix eyes stared at the girl in red who appeared in his sight, and his heart couldn't help but hop violently.

"Nan Jiaojiao..."

He whispered.

Nan Baoyi put down the cold smoke, bent her eyebrows and eyes, and waved at him from afar: "Second brother!"

The dark red and golden hairband sways in the wind.

Her knees became weak and she could no longer support her, so she fell down the bluestone steps-

But he fell into a warm embrace.

...

On Laojun Mountain.

Chen Yichao returned to the wing from the hall and saw only a broken chain on the bed.

The beauty is unknown.

The fragrance of pear blossoms remained in the air, but when the wind blew, most of the fragrance of pear blossoms quietly dissipated, and the traces of her existence became even weaker.

Chen Yichao turned around angrily and led the dead soldiers straight to the hall.

He broke into the lobby and asked sternly: "Yin Sinian, where did you get the smoke?!"

There are only two forces in the mountains, he and Yin Sinian.

Yin Sinian just summoned him specifically, and must have taken Yanyan away to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

Yin Sinian was drinking tea and was displeased when he heard this: "What kind of swearing is it? The mountain is so big. Where can she go, she must have relaxed. It is worth your rudeness to me?"

After saying that, he turned to Xiaochunshen next to him: "Yanyan is our daughter. You haven't seen her in the past few years, have you?"

Xiaochun lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Yin Sinian waved to Chen Yichao: "Go, go and find my daughter."

Chen Yichao's eyebrows and eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost and snow.

Yin Sinian's tone did not seem to be lying.

In other words, his cigarette was taken away by someone else.

The black-faced maid appeared in her mind.
To be continued...