Hibiscus all over the country

Fragrant flowers, the first red building in the Jokhang Kingdom, the ecstasy cave for dignitaries.In this cold night under the snow and snow, it still warms the heart, amidst the lights and willows, there are bursts of love between men and women, and the sound of toasting and intertwining can be heard endlessly.

At this moment, in the most exquisite room in the building, a knife fell on the table, with a sharp blade and a cold light.

"Give it up." Fu Yan pulled the ebony hairpin on her head, and three thousand black hairs fell instantly, "Help me shave my hair."

"General." The woman stood up slowly from the front of the guqin, holding the delicate sharp blade in her slender hands, it was a gift from Fu Yan for self-defense, it was named Duanxue, and it was extremely sharp.

She has a country-like appearance that all women in the world are jealous of, and she lives up to her reputation of beauty.Her every frown and smile, the way she droops her eyes, and the way she bows her head can touch the hearts of men all over the world. Even if she is in the red building, she is the white moonlight that everyone flocks to, but can't wait for.

Everyone in Dazhao knows that the owner of Hua Liuxiang is full of love, and in the past two decades, there has only been one guest in the curtain for many years.

Fu Yan, the general of the Jokhang Kingdom, the god of war in the hearts of the people, went to the battlefield at the age of 15 and has not lost a single defeat in eight years.Both his father and brother were loyal to Dazhao and died in battle.Today's Holy Majesty relies heavily on him, so Fu Yan is only 23 years old and has power in the government, and no one dares to provoke him.

Everyone in the world knows that he kills like hemp, he took the head of a general in a rebellious army, and drew his sword to face him if he disagreed with him.He is the god of death from hell, he is ruthless, and he means thunder.But who knew that such an outstanding him was actually a woman.

"Call me Afu." She took a strand of black hair from Qingrong's chest and sniffed lightly. She raised her eyes and smiled admiringly. That was her daughter Jiaorou, whom no one had ever seen before. Diluted a lot.

Qingrong's cheeks were slightly flushed, but she didn't stop her frivolous movements. The hand holding Duanxue trembled, and said softly: "A Fu."

The woman nodded in satisfaction, looking at the morning glow without makeup, her heart, which was already as hard as a rock, softened unknowingly.Only with her, I can wear a beautiful gauze dress, wear bright peach blossom makeup, and get rid of all the shackles that restrain my daughter's tenderness.Especially her pair of water-cut pupils, at first glance, it seems that it can attract the soul and capture the mind, but when you look at it again, it seems that you are looking at flowers in the fog, mysterious and hazy.Only in front of her, will her true nature of tenderness like autumn water appear in those eyes.

She drank the daughter's red in the cup in one gulp, Fu Yan's cheeks showed a color more gorgeous than rouge, Qingrong's heart throbbed when she saw it, and she couldn't help reaching out to caress the peach cheeks and apricot face that was not inferior to her in the slightest.

"Why do you want to cut off your hair?" Qingrong's eyes showed reluctance, "You have never been like this before on the battlefield."

"Prince Chen of the Kingdom of Jin personally conquered and led 60 troops to attack the Thirteenth City of Dongzhou in Dazhao. Both my father and brother died at his hands, and this feud cannot be shared!" With a move of Fu Yan's hand, the cup instantly shattered into pieces.Since the Battle of Dongzhou began eight years ago, she has always been thinking about how to avenge her hatred, conquer the Kingdom of Jin and take the head of Prince Chen Xiang.

After eight years, she finally got her chance.

As the general's fierce aura suddenly burst out, I felt the strong killing intent and hatred coming towards her face, even if it was not for her, it was still frightening.No wonder her daughter's body has never been exposed for so many years. Apart from the cover-up of her appearance, she has such a compelling heroic spirit.

"Prince Chen sent 60 soldiers?" Qing Rong saw that she had restrained her momentum, and then she realized what she said, and covered her mouth in surprise, "How many troops did the Holy Majesty order you to lead?"

"40." Fu Yan closed her eyes and sighed, "The pirates in Jinghai are rampant, this is the limit that Dazhao can mobilize. But..." She raised her eyebrows and smiled confidently, "I, the Fu family army, have never been afraid, winning a battle with less This general has fought a lot!"

Qing Rong looked at her with great admiration, she was so high-spirited, just like the first time they met nine years ago.

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After finishing the work, I started to code, but the old saying is really stuck, so I want to write something else, don't hit me...