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Luoyang Xiyuan.

Outside the window, the sky is clear and birds and insects are singing.

Hundreds of flowers are blooming and the breeze is slowly coming. It is fragrant and refreshing.

Hundreds of flowers win the sea, trees, stones, lakesides, and windows everywhere, blossoming and competing for beauty.Red is like a woman's delicate face; blushing is better than shame; white is like pink flying red face, like laughing and talking; yellow is just like a celestial girl dancing in the wind.

The flowers are colorful and charming.

The fairy carp in the crystal clear bottle on Song Yuhua's desk sometimes meet each other or touch each other from time to time, or they are very unhappy when they are together.The crystal clear bottle is transparent and transparent, which makes the two colorful little fishes swimming in it look very delicate and happy.

A stalk of pink lotus is half inserted, and the flowers are blooming on it.

The flower buds are delicately placed, the lotus petals are like jade, a touch of faintness wins, but the shyness of a woman in the world is lightly wiped on the small tips of the petals.

Under the lotus pedestal, the cherry red is about to drip, contrasting with the pale green lotus heart, which is extremely delicate and tender. A few traces of yellow buds sticking out on it, before anyone can see it, the fragrance has filled the room and refreshed the heart.

"What is this son of death doing now?" Song Yuhua sat in front of the case and slightly rolled up the sleeves of his toga, revealing a small orchid hand that was better than white jade. He was drawing the image of that weird "son of death".There are also several different portraits of 'Death's Son' hanging on the wall. There are front, side, back, standing, sitting, raising hands, and scrolling, all of which are the same...

Langhao's small brush strokes are extremely delicate.

The person in the painting is almost jumping out of the paper, his eyes are looking directly at people's hearts, and the details are meticulous.The vision that the 'son of death' came on that day is reappearing in Song Yuhua's pen.In the painting, he comes on waves, and two women fly down to his left and right. His face cannot be seen clearly, but there is a kind of agility that makes people feel mysterious and a strong desire to find out.

On the five-colored stone, there is a half-ring of the rainbow, while the crystal and the jasper dragon echo vividly.

The magic moon and the blazing moon are reflected in the microwave under one's feet.

Smooth forehead.Shows three eyes and silver pupils.

"This is obviously very similar to him. Although the illusion caused by those visions is different, it feels like he and that person are the same person. And if it is not true, how did sister Yuzhi appear?" Song Yuhua paused for a while Pen pondered this question.

Maybe it's true...

Every time Song Yuhua thought about it like this, he couldn't help jumping up and down for a long time.

No, it can't be true. If it's true, then wouldn't I like younger sister Yuzhi... But he is obviously true or that arrogant guy. Who else in the world can express it except his lover with younger sister Yuzhi?Who can connect to the absolute that no one can think of?Who can write poems and songs on arbitrary propositions?

But if it's true, then...

Sister Yuzhi knows that she must be very sad. Maybe she begged him to pretend to be this "son of death" to save her, but she still likes her sister... I don't know what sister Yuzhi and Fairy Zhen think. They don't seem to be the same. Not angry, but if he didn't admit the wrong person, it wouldn't be embarrassing...

No it won't be wrong.it's him!

Song Yuhua immediately shook his head to deny his thoughts.

No, it can’t be true. If it’s true, then it’s miserable. I can’t like him...so it can’t be true. I still secretly like that Mr. Banqiao who is so arrogant that he never looks at people directly. Although there is more etiquette But secretly thinking that everyone will not know...

Alas, living in this heavenly palace is also depressing!

Song Yuhua sighed slightly, she turned to look at the man in the painting on the wall.Although his brows are ordinary, his demeanor is quite arrogant, he does not look at people from the side of the corner of his eye, arrogantly, as if he does not pay attention to everything in the world.

The incarnation of the "son of death" might be his transformation of Mr. Zheng Banqiao, and the husband of sister Yuzhi is also him...

But how can we ask Fairy Zhen for this kind of thing?Even if I have doubts in my heart, how can I ask someone else's husband is the man I like?

The heart is like the ripples of the lake, looking at the floating memories;

Stop inkstone to ask for painting Yan Sijun is half-crazy.

"It's better to keep it like this. If it's always like this, I will copy some history books for him every day and don't think about anything every day. It's like in a dream." Song Yuhua sleepily put the little scorpion on his arms and felt a few wisps The sunlight reflected the warmth that swayed slightly on her body.This kind of warm feeling is like being under his care, although he is silent, but I can really feel it.

Being able to secretly think about him at this time is also a pleasure that makes people happy and peaceful...

In the small pavilion in the middle of the lake far away, Song Yuzhi put down the clairvoyance in his hand with a slight sigh and shook his head lightly.

"Maybe it's better to tell her, otherwise I'm afraid she's thinking wrong when I see her thinking wildly all the time." Wei Zhenzhen smiled and put her arms around Song Yuzhi's delicate body to comfort her: "It's better to find an appropriate time to tell her the truth of the matter. stop!"

"I'm afraid she might be even more upset when she knows the truth." Song Yuzhi still shook his head.

"Sister Yuzhi doesn't have to worry, why don't I think of a better way for you?" Xiaoqin Xin said with a smile: "Let's set up a scene where the hero saves the beauty, find a time to rehearse it, wait for my brother to come back, and ask him to rescue her, so that she will be happy in her heart." I won’t be so resistant anymore. In fact, the best way is to write her a letter from sister Yuzhi’s father, Tiandao, but this is unlikely.”

"My heart is in a mess. I really hope that when I get married next year, my sister can join me in my wedding and make her happy for me, but I am afraid that she will know the truth." Song Yuzhi sighed slightly: "My sister is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. If you can listen to the words, I believe he is the only one besides the father. But he is not easy to talk about this matter, and he is busy with the war every day, and I can't bear to make trouble for him..."

"The battle will be over. Husband will come back. Why don't you spend more time with her before that?" Wei Zhenzhen comforted Song Yuzhi by patting Song Yuzhi's face gently.

"I want to go too, but there's no excuse!" Song Yuzhi looked at Xiaoqinxin pleadingly for help, hoping that she could come up with another good idea.

"I think about it..." Xiaoqin's sly eyes flashed and she smiled, "I thought about it..."

"Does it rain every day?" Hou Hou watched the continuous rain in the sky for a long time in Xu Ziling's longevity force field.Suddenly he smiled sweetly and said, "Aren't you afraid that if you drag it on like this, you will consume all your money? Jieli and the others won't come until you and Bai Ziting are exhausted."

"So the rain came just in time because it lasted for a long time. But outsiders don't know how we are doing." Xu Ziling nodded and smiled: "Jie Li is afraid that we will take advantage of the rain to fight, and even more afraid that we will slip away. So his army will It came earlier than expected. It is estimated that if this persistent heavy rain falls for another ten and a half months, he will come to surround and attack us in the rain."

"Isn't this just taking advantage of your heart?" Hou Hou smiled and said: "The children of the Song family in Lingnan are good at fighting in the rain, and the Huaxia army is not weak, and the navy army is more confident this time, Mr. Xu?"

"God is not helping me, but testing me." Xu Ziling said with a chuckle, "I don't have much experience in the rainy Huaxia Army. If I hadn't led the army every day to get used to it, it would be a headache when Jieli came. The Song family's army in Lingnan. And the two units of the Jianghuai Army must not be exposed. Otherwise, the Golden Wolf Army will never come again because the fish will not be able to eat too much bait."

"Will there be a flash flood here?" Wan Hou said with a little worry: "If Zi Ting learns from Guan Yunchang, Mr. Xu who floods the Seventh Army will be in big trouble."

"The plain area is a bit troublesome." Xu Ziling nodded seriously after hearing this: "But there is a Jingpo Lake here. There is also a river course, so it is not possible for the time being. Unless Jieli really surrounds us, then we can use it again." The trench surrounded us in the water and trapped us to death. It is possible for the Seventh Army to be flooded because our camp is a small hill."

"Then what's the use of a small bun-like hill?" Hou Hou laughed and said, "The buns made by the little princess are even bigger than this."

"When I talk about the little princess, I think it's been a long time since everyone in Luoyang..." Xu Ziling sighed slightly.

"Mr. Xu is nothing more than trying to pretend to be pitiful, wanting to hug you in his arms to comfort you, and then let you take advantage of it!" How clever Houhou was to see through someone's trick all at once.

"How do you know?" Xu Ziling pretended to be shocked and asked.

"Last night, you used this little trick of pretending to be pitiful on Zong Xianghua. Although Zong Xianghua let you succeed, Mr. Xu, you want to trick girls, can you please think of something new?" Pointing to Xu Ziling's forehead, he hummed.

"I've tried my best, but every day I keep thinking that there are so many?" Xu Ziling said with a chuckle, "Besides, it's just a little bit of jealousy from Big Sister Wu, I haven't started pretending to be pitiful yet, haha!"

"I've never been jealous of these things." The little scorpion immediately shook her head to show that she didn't care.

"Really?" Xu Ziling raised his voice in complete disbelief and asked.

"I don't care if you and Zong Xianghua are married to the Fu sisters, I don't care." Wanhou smiled at him suddenly and snorted, "But what do you mean by thinking about sister Qingxuan these days? Why don't you think about it?" I?"

"You are by my side, I want to see you, but I can't help but miss you!" Xu Ziling laughed when he heard that he almost fell to the ground.

"Then you can't just think about little sister Qingxuan every day, you occasionally think about others, think about other girls..." Wanhou guided: "For example, think about Bai Qinger, the witch, or Dugufeng, or Song Yuhua, think about the little princess, think about Shangxiu Everyone Fang, just thinking about Master Concubine Xuan is better than thinking about Sister Qingxuan all day..."

"It's not under my control!" Xu Ziling became even more dizzy when he heard that, "I just thought about her and there was nothing I could do."

"Then why don't you let Zong Xianghua and the Fu sisters accompany you!" Wan Wan said with a grin, "As soon as you have someone to accompany you, you big villain, once you have a chance to play tricks, you immediately forget about everything."

"I don't want anything if you come to accompany me." Xu Ziling suggested: "Why don't you come out to accompany me for a while every day? At most, I will kiss you as you like!"

"You think it's beautiful?" Wan Hou laughed when he heard it: "Young Master Xu, let's think about how to catch up with Qingxuan's sister first..."

"Isn't the mosquitoes already asleep?" Xu Ziling was about to negotiate the conditions, but Yu Yuyu blocked it and said, "The conditions can also be negotiated, but you have to think about it first, and I will think about it when you think of me the most... Hey big bad guy It doesn’t count to think about those perverted things!”

"Then it will be a lot less..." Xu Ziling revealed his true nature as soon as he opened his mouth.