Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3305 God in the heart: The princess’s sick dahlia (59)

  A few days later,

  Princess Mansion.

"His Royal Highness." The butler hurried to the study with a smile on his face. He respectfully reported to the person sitting here: "Now the war is going well, and it has broken through the opponent's several cities. As if today, I can't resist it, so I took the initiative to send an envoy The minister seeks peace from our country. The army will return to the DPRK soon."

  Ranbai is dealing with recent political affairs, and the class teacher will naturally know that the princess movement stops there, half-casting her eyes, and she always looks cold and indifferent, unfathomable.

  After a while, the princess said quietly: "Clean up the pear pavilion."

  The butler said with a diligent smile: "Your Highness, don't worry, the Lige will be cleaned every day when the son is away."

   Ran Bai calmly hummed.

  The butler knew, and quietly stepped back.

  And the prime minister's house,

  Backyard.

   "The army is really coming back?" Lin Jiayun subconsciously clenched her handkerchief, showing her rare emotions, and asked eagerly.

  The personal maid nodded slightly, "Yes, in terms of marching speed, it is estimated that she will return to Beijing in a few days."

  Lin Jiayun was a little lost for a while, murmured: "Just come back, just come back."

  "Jin, Jin Yao and others..." Lin Jiayun moved her lips, her throat became a little dry, and her voice was astringent.

   "Madam, don't worry, the son is all well." The maid smiled and comforted: "Besides, the lady has also heard of it, the son is supernatural, the military strategy is unpredictable, and he has pushed back the theory of heaven."

   "Yes." Lin Jiayun relieved a little, and sat on the soft couch again, breathing a sigh of relief, but she was uncontrollable nervous.

  Thinking of the youth's picturesque brows and eyes and the indifferent temperament of her body, Lin Jiayun bit her lips tightly, her heart was filled with dense pain, almost suffocating.

  She unexpectedly, unexpectedly.

  Really deceived by a humble concubine for more than ten years!

   "Mother, what are you talking about?" At this moment, a voice rang from outside the door, and Jin Shuotian strode in, with a displeased expression: "What Jin Yao? Just Jin Yao..."

  Jin Shuotian's words have not been finished yet.

   "Pop--"!

  The incomparably crisp slap made the atmosphere in the room quiet down, as if dead.

  Jin Shuotian’s face is hot and painful, and his ears are buzzing, and the humiliating pain reminds him that he was slapped by his mother who had just been slapped!

  Jin Shuotian's head was dumbfounded, and he was filled with anger and puzzlement. He looked at the woman in disbelief, his lips moved, and Lin Jiayun directly hit his right cheek when he uttered a mother character.

   "Mother!" Jin Shuotian covered his face, "You hit me?!"

   "I'm hitting you." Lin Jiayun couldn't control the trembling strength of her fingertips. Because of too much force, her palms turned red, but she still couldn't express the sorrow and anger in her heart. Her eyes were fierce and cold to the bone.

  Jin Ningfu came over at this moment and screamed after seeing such a picture, "Mother!" She widened her eyes: "How can you beat my brother?!"

   "Shut up!" Lin Jiayun shouted sharply.

   "You all get out of here!"

Jin Ningfu was shocked, she had never seen her mother so angry.

  And Jin Shuotian was even more confused. He was slapped twice without knowing what was going on, and his mood was extremely gloomy.

  After screening everyone off, Lin Jiayun finally couldn’t help but fell onto the soft couch, crying bitterly...

  ...

  This year’s New Year is earlier than in previous years. On New Year’s Eve, at the last moment of the year, every household is beaming with lights and festivities.

  The city of Chang'an is full of excitement and prosperity.

  That day,

  Heavy snow has been falling for a long, long time, and whiteness has covered every corner of the world.

  The family banquet in the palace just ended, and it was already late at night when Ranbai left the palace.

  After returning to the princess mansion, Ranbai looked plainly at the empty surroundings. He paused when he wanted to go to the study, and temporarily changed the opposite direction.

   and far outside the capital,

  Tens of thousands of black and heavy troops, the team is neat and rigorous, and the cold armor is **** and brutal.

  A horse galloped past in the heavy snow, making a heavy noise.

  The night is getting darker, and there is heavy snow tonight, the cold wind is bitter, and there is no moonlight.

  At the forefront of the army, a slender figure riding a horse, indifferently and solemnly in the night, snow flies flying on his shoulders, galloping on his horse, and galloping past, the man has a scarlet tear under the corner of his left eye.

  The guards guarding the city gate saw the black and heavy killing team on the observation deck from a long distance away.

  The closed gate of the capital slowly opened, revealing the distance of Ten Mile Long Street.

  A figure rode straight into the gate of the city on a horse, and when it rushed past, it aroused white snow to fly, and every time a horse hoof fell on the snow, the icy sound of it seemed to fall on a person's heart.

  The sleeves are fluttering, hunting the wind, the silver armor is reflected, and the saber pin on the waist is lingering, shocking the night.

  He shook off the army behind him, and galloped across the streets of Chang'an alone. The roaring wind rolled up snow in the sky, and the dark night blurred the youth's face.

  The faintly glimpsed profile of the side face is cold and delicate, and it also appears deep and sharp.

finally,

  The steed stopped outside Princess Xi Zhao’s mansion. The man held the reins lightly, and the horse hoofs were raised high and then down. The hands holding the reins were white and distinct, and the joints were long and cold, cold and beautiful.

Under   's long eyelashes, those eyes that were three points deeper than the rest of the world lifted up, reflecting the darkness of the night, reflecting the three dragons and phoenix characters in the princess mansion.

  A laugh was silent in the cold wind.

  Don’t take half a load.

  His Royal Highness.

  Fortunately, I promise to return.

  Jin Yao neatly rolled over and dismounted, a military uniform lined up with a long stature, he slowly pushed open the gate of the princess mansion, and saw the scene exactly the same as half a year ago, and the past is vivid.

  At that time, the lights were bright, and the mansion was brilliant.

  The corners of the young boy’s thin lips evoked a slight arc, and he walked towards the study.

   but stopped when he took the first step, then turned and walked in another direction in the next second.

  The night is dark and the moonlight is hidden.

  Pear Pavilion.

  The sky is full of white snow, the clear snow covers every corner, the white snow red tiles, do not have an ancient charm.

  One person holds an umbrella and looks indifferent.

Under the blood-red umbrella is a beautiful figure, white and slender fingers clinging to the pure black umbrella handle, brocade clothes lingering, dark red cloak hunting and roaring, a piece of snowflakes lightly falls on the hanging cloak, and the embroidered light gold and dark red background The phoenix totem contrasts each other.

  Standing in the snow, like a divine residence.

  Looking at it from a distance, like a fairy in a picture.

Jin Yao's steps stopped outside the Pear Pavilion, his eyes swayed for a moment, and he was slightly lost. A deep color settled in the pitch-black pupil lake. The image of the body was a brand carved into his bones, and even the shadows were in sight. hot.

  (End of this chapter)