take in

The man was forced to lean back, revealing his fragile neck and delicate Adam's apple. He bit his lip and tried to get away, but he was powerlessly restrained.

He Jing cast his eyes on Pei Sheng again, and thought, at this time, he didn't show any pity, on the contrary, he looked at nothing, cold-blooded and ruthless.

Yongyi continued: "You said, he hurt an important official of the court, so why can't he be sent to prison?" I want to go along with it and become a good dog under Princess Yongyi.

As for the imperial edict, isn't it the performance of King Wei?The Son of Heaven was sick and confused. The king of Wei agreed with him, and he believed everything he said. Who was in charge of the prison.

General Pei sneered, suddenly revealing a hint of sharpness: "Yes, you are right."

Young Master Du moved, and slowly raised his head to look at him, so they looked at each other, as if separated by a layer of veil.

He Jing heard the general suffocate and became confused, and then clearly saw that it was General Pei who turned his head away first.

General Pei has always been aggressive and victorious. If he is not timid first, only those who are afraid of him are too afraid to look at each other. Why can't he care about winning or losing today?The beautiful man seemed to have dried up his tears, his eyes were red but not a single tear could fall.

He Jing has seen a lake that has been dry for many years, and it seems to be the same. It is empty and decisive, and everything can be filled in it, but nothing can be filled.

Yongyi said: "I used punishment on him - offending my imperial court officer, how can I not use punishment?" The general looked at the prisoner and said calmly: "Yes."

She handed over a knife, and said softly: "I can't do it, it's fine if my husband executes the sentence on my behalf."

The general glanced lazily at the knife in her hand and said, "Good knife."

Then he took it and stroked the sharp blade with two fingers.

He Jing thought, of course it is a good knife, which King Wei finally obtained from a strange man who is good at making blades.

"I don't want him to die either."

Yongyi said lightly.

The general stopped what he was doing and looked up at her, and Mr. Du also looked at her coldly.

But He Jing knew that she was not so kind.

Sure enough, she smiled and said: "My request is not difficult," she said in a gentle tone, like a gentle and capable wife who is good at taking care of housework, talking about the income and expenses of the family, "scratch his face."

General Pei's face was half hidden in the darkness, and he didn't speak for a while.

"What are you afraid of?" Yongyi suddenly thought of He Jing standing in the corner, and said, "Master He, help the general catch the prisoner, don't let the general bite him."

He Jing responded, strode forward and grabbed the prisoner's shoulders and waist.

The shoulder bones under his hands were protruding, and his waist and abdomen were not full. He Jing couldn't help but move lightly, for fear of breaking his bones, he struggled like a slippery water snake.

But when General Pei knelt down on one knee and grabbed his face, he stopped struggling again.

He Jing heard General Pei calmly say: "Be quiet, and you will suffer less."

Then the sharp knife cut along his beautiful and tender cheeks, blood gushed out instantly, soaked the general's fingers, fell on the clothes, and dripped on He Jing's hands.

From the beginning to the end, the prisoner surnamed Du stared at him fiercely. He Jing even saw Du Ruo clenched his teeth tightly, with protruding and tense cheeks.

Pei Sheng put away the knife and stopped looking at him, as if looking at him any more would be a blasphemy to his eyes.

I don't know if it was his own illusion, but He Jing seemed to see that General Pei's hand holding the knife was trembling under his sleeve.

Maybe he was wrong, he thought, General Pei has already held a high position at a young age, he has fought countless battles, killed countless people, when did he ever feel soft when he used a knife?Now, how could he lose his composure for an insignificant little pet?Although he chanted scriptures with monks when he was young, he didn't know what Buddhist compassion is.

Yongyi looked at him and smiled, she stepped forward to arrange her husband's clothes, but her husband cast his eyes on the ground, on the blood that had just dripped on the ground and splashed into flowers.

"Let's go," she said without looking behind her, "Master He, you've worked hard today, let's go back."

He Jing thought, maybe her sister is not like her, at least she won't show jealousy so obviously, and she won't be so calm.

He Jing let go of the thin body in his hands, and the person immediately hit the ground heavily like white porcelain falling on the ground, and his fractured left hand fell to his side, like a broken wing of a bird.

The officials in charge rushed in.

They would throw the prisoner back into the dirty and cold prison, locked in bars made of iron.

No matter how beautiful a person is, they will be tortured to death inside, and then turned into bones and dust.

After He Jing walked a few steps, he couldn't help looking back at him, and couldn't help thinking—he seemed to be broken.

The next day, the prison where Du Ruo was locked was empty.

The beautiful Du Ruo plant disappeared.

He disappeared as if evaporated out of thin air.

Only a ray of sunlight that slipped into the cell was left to shine on Pei Sheng.

Pei Sheng stood in front of him and waited for a long time. He knew that Du Ruo would never come back.

It's okay, it's vaguely abusive.

Don't worry everyone, the ball is still there, don't be nervous, okay, it will definitely be born smoothly.

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, light rain ecstasy lonely night

1 Pei Sheng likes to eat things that are too sweet.

He suffered from a serious illness when he was young, and after he recovered, his sense of taste has not been very good, so that he always loves those sweet and greasy things that make people sick, after all, no matter how much he tastes, he will only find it tasteless.

Until Du Ruo picked up a piece of pastry and brought it to his mouth, and when he took his index finger into his mouth together, he inexplicably felt a clear and penetrating sweetness on the tip of his tongue, as if honey soaked his mind and he melted in it .

Then comes the beginning of the year.

It's just the beginning of spring, and the smoke of war suddenly rises at the border, and the holy order is for Pei Sheng to lead the army to fight.

The incident happened suddenly, and it was ready to go before dawn.

Before leaving, Du Ruo was still asleep, breathing lightly and shallowly, cute and lovely.

He slept a little restlessly, his eyeballs rolled back and forth under his thin eyelids, and his eyelashes fluttered.

Pei Sheng couldn't help but moved closer to look, but involuntarily kissed her.

He stood up in surprise, pressing his fisted hand to his lips.

It seemed that something sweet and bitter had seeped into his lips.

Two people live for a lifetime, tasted sweetness, and always tasted sourness and bitterness.

Pei Sheng was no exception.

The courier sent it in a hurry, and there were some mud spots on it.

"A lonely mirror is not an idiot, but a pillow to sleep with."

I don't know where Du Ruo read this sentence, it was straightforward and enthusiastic, and the beating caught people off guard, even the sachet in his arms and the brocade charm inside were so hot.

He looked at this line of words, unable to speak for a long time, as if in front of him was not a letter, but an urgent report.

The writing is not neat, even a little distorted.

Pei Sheng thought, after returning home, he must teach him how to write.

As he thought about it, Du Ruo's rippling eyes appeared in his mind, and then he remembered that they were trapped under the cliff, with his warm and soft body in his arms, and the rapid and brisk panting by his ears... Pei Sheng looked at this sentence As he spoke, his throat was blocked, and the base of his tongue felt slightly sour and bitter.

"There is only a shadow facing the sky, why bother to weep at midnight."

In ancient times, those who achieve success will end up lonely and old. People say that "the heights are too cold", it is exactly so.

But when it comes to the end, who is not "only a shadow facing the sky", who is not toasting and looking around?As he thought this way, he rubbed the paper that came from far away from the capital with his fingertips, and inexplicably smelled a clear fragrance of flowers mixed with the rain and dew in early spring.

Later he had a dream, he dreamed that he suddenly returned to the general's mansion.

He saw Du Ruo standing in front of the window, not knowing what to look at.

Pei Sheng hugged him from behind, and asked gently: "What are you looking at?" "Spring."

Du Ruo replied, and then he asked, "I want to go with you.

But you don't want me anymore. "

Pei Sheng didn't answer for a long time, he didn't know whether to promise or deny, who knows what will happen in the future, if he breaks the oath, how will he deal with himself?Pei Sheng only felt bitterness on the tip of his tongue, that kind of sweetness and bitterness.

He slowly said: "I don't know either... If it's Huangquan Road, naturally you have to walk alone, why bother to accompany me."

After he finished speaking, Du Ruo smiled, and everything disappeared suddenly.

After the battle, he was supposed to go back to the court with the team, but when he thought of Du Ruo's smile in his dream, he suddenly couldn't sleep at night and felt palpitations.

He found an excuse casually, left the matter to others, and drove back to Beijing overnight alone.

When they returned to the General's Mansion, Du Ruo was deep in sleep, but the bedding was pushed aside.

Pei Sheng didn't wake him up, and covered his shoulders with the quilt, and then stood in front of the window.

"What are you looking at?" "Spring."

There was a sudden movement in his heart, and a faint sweetness appeared on the tip of his tongue.

He suddenly understood what Du Ruo was looking at in his dream.

It's probably really spring.

Seeing that everyone has a lot of resentment, today I plan to wash Pei, otherwise I won't be able to heal later.

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2020-04-2620:02:38更

, Jiu Li He Feng Hong Zhang Leng

3 "Master, the princess's dowry is heavy, the treasury is full, there is nowhere to put it, and the backyard of the east chamber is idle, is it..." "..." "Master?" "Throw it away if you can't fit it.

Don't bother me with such things. "

"Yes."

While speaking, Yong Yi had already personally arrived outside the study, and the steward happened to rub shoulders with her, and saluted respectfully.

The rain outside gradually dripped down, and she was walking under the eaves, half of her sleeves were wet.

"Why are you so angry?" She walked into the room gracefully, her hair shaking every step of the way.

"..." "Is it Xie He who refuses to plead guilty? It's true, he insisted on doing such a cruel trick. Unexpectedly, the barbarian is so uncertain that he lost his arm."

"...you are a soldier