[Bao Lian Lantern Heart] Lu Yao Returns to Dream

, since it has never been tested, so no one can say for sure.As the core of the formation, she had no choice but to erase the whereabouts of "Ao Cunxin" as much as possible for the sake of prudence, because according to the original history, "Ao Cunxin" had been living in seclusion during the Conferred God period.If when she withdraws and leaves, people's surviving memories of "Ao Cun Xin" and the established history have too much gap, it is really not a good thing.

"Oh. That... I'll take you into the camp."

"Thank you." Ao Cunxin hid behind the mask, no need to smirk.

She put herself into a dead end, but failed.

He shed no tears, not a drop.

Enter the weekly camp

If in the Zhao and Song Dynasties, Yang Jian was the leader alone, and no one would say anything to the general's family who occasionally entered and exited the barracks.At present, Yang Jian and Nezha are both working under Jiang Ziya's command, so there is one more person in Zhou Ying - and she is a frail woman who does not use knives and guns - which is conspicuous enough.

In the early morning of the next day, Ao Cunxin took the opportunity to meet the Jiang Taishi who was later famous in history. As a result, within half an hour, the whole camp heard about Ao Ling, the little princess of the East China Sea who refused to show her true face.This Ao Ling is just an ordinary friend of Nezha at the moment. In order to find a reason to stay, he took the initiative to take part in the work of taking care of the wounded.The logistics department lacks such a caring woman like her. Ao Cunxin's Wuliang Jue has a miraculous effect on speeding up the recovery of internal injuries. She has a warm and cheerful personality, and soon made friends with a lot of talents. Single young people chased after Nezha Inquire about the little princess's trivial matters, give her a piece of fruit today, and stuff her with a steamed bun tomorrow. The atmosphere is very friendly.

Many people in the camp also knew that Yang Jian's wife belonged to the dragon family, and that Ao Ling was still his sister-in-law, so they often took the initiative to chat with Yang Jian about this rare beauty in the green bushes, but Yang Jian always avoided talking about it.

That night, Ao Cunxin's original intention was to arouse Yang Jian's emotions, so she didn't have any anger in her heart except frustration and guilt, but Yang Jian's side was the opposite, and all reactions were real.Therefore, whenever Ao Cunxin saw Yang Jian forcibly restraining the awkwardness on his face, he felt distressed and somehow felt a little dark humor.

She had seen the Yinhe horse outside Yang Jian's tent from afar, but she didn't dare to get close to him, fearing that it would arouse the sentimentality and hatred that should have passed away long ago.After spending more than half a month in this way, Ao Cunxin's soul completely adapted to Yin Shang's body, but because of depression, when she was not busy, she would go back to the small tent that Nezha vacated for her to lie in a daze. Dodge all chances of bumping into Yang Jian.

On this day, Ao Cunxin was exhausted and dragged out of the wounded soldier's tent on his front foot, and Yang Jian followed him into the small broken tent on his back foot.

Ao Cunxin couldn't figure out how he understood her abnormality that night, so he had no choice but to ignore him, wash his hands and wipe his face.

"Love... Beloved wife, I was wrong."

When Ao Cunxin heard such twisted words from Nini, he was so numb that he almost knocked over the wooden basin. He looked at him in astonishment, and saw that the expression on his face was not as serious as before, but pure and innocent like never before. look like.She suddenly remembered a past event that she had forgotten, and said with a frown: "Where did you go wrong?"

"I shouldn't have made you angry." Yang Jian obediently stood at attention.

"Why are you standing so far away? Come here. Come here again."

Ao Cunxin suddenly pinched Yang Jian's ear, "Little brat, change me back!"

That Yang Jian groaned for a while, shrunk from a tall and handsome man to a half-grown child with a dirty face, "Hmm...how did you recognize me, Master? All the guards didn't see me through!"

"Do you still have to admit it? If Yang Jian can be half as well-behaved as you, how much worry do I have to save?" Ao Cunxin let go of the little beggar's red ears, "Who ordered you?"

"...Master."

Ao Cunxin squeezed out three words between her teeth: "Tell the truth."

"Ah...Ah Xiao asked me to come here. She said that I stole Master's folding fan last time, and I should avoid it this time, so as not to be scolded, so she asked me to be in charge of Master's wife..."

"Wait, wait a minute!" Ao Cunxin heard a subtext that made her goosebumps goosebumps, "If I guessed correctly, that bastard A Xiao turned into me to look for Yang Jian? What is she going to do?"

"Probably coaxing him for you. Don't worry, she's not as good as I am, so she can't steal a folding fan."

Stealing the fan is not the point at all, is it?How is that brat going to destroy her glorious image?Ao Cunxin ran to Yang Jian's camp, praying that he would not be around after he went out to fight.

Opening the thick curtain with a slap, Ao Cunxin saw another little beggar kneeling on the ground well-behaved at a glance—as expected.

As soon as Ah Xiao saw Ah-Dai who rushed over to rescue him, he was so wronged that he wanted to cry: "He actually murdered me... He wasn't like this..."

Duan didn't sympathize with her at all: "I said that I wanted to become a woman to have fun, but you rushed to hit him with a knife. People haven't worn skirts for a long time, and there are no good-looking skirts here. Really, you deserve it……"

Ao Cunxin couldn't help interrupting her: "Who is that, dumb, right? Don't you know that only girls wear skirts?"

Duan didn't understand what it meant: "I was originally a girl."

"……Oh."

Yang Jian, who was wiping the Kunyi sword, raised his eyes and said, "Wash your face so you won't be mistaken for a man or a woman."

"I can't wash it, and I won't wash it even if I die!" A Xiao pouted bitterly.

Yang Jian said indifferently: "Those who treat others with sincerity will always be treated with sincerity. Since you don't want to show your true colors to others, don't chase after me as a teacher. I don't even know your origins or even your appearance, so it is impossible to pass it on to you. You work hard. Otherwise, if you kill people and set fires under the banner of my Yang Jian in the future, wouldn’t it ruin my reputation? You should weigh it yourself.”

The two little beggars looked at each other and hesitated for a while, then ran away in despair.

The cubs can just leave, but it is not appropriate for Ao Cunxin to leave quietly.It was the first time she entered Yang Jian's simple tent, and all she could see was a bed board, a light armor on a shelf, and a few odds and ends.

For the first time in more than half a month, how can we break the deadlock?

"Well... I haven't seen you go to treat the wound for so many days."

"What wound?" His voice was as indifferent as a cloud before it rained.

"It was the leader of the Qiang tribe who cut you last time..."

"The doctors and nurses are either missing an arm or a broken leg. I just need to wrap up this small injury myself, and it will heal a long time ago." Yang Jian raised the Kunyi sword to see if there were any stains on it.

"Oh..." Ao Cunxin carefully looked at the expression on his face, probably still angry with her, "Um...you're going to use the Kunyi sword today?"

"Yeah. Recently, I've been worrying about how to capture Tu Xingsun. That guy has cunning spells, and it takes too much effort to fight head-on. The 72 changes of the two kids today reminded me that I will use this Kunyi sword to get close Take him down." Seeing a flash of light, Yang Jian has transformed into a woman, tall and glamorous, "Tu Xingsun is lustful, and the right medicine will get twice the result with half the effort, how about it?"

Prescribe the right medicine?Ao Cunxin suddenly thought of those two strange little beggars, who were clearly limited in strength, but they showed extraordinary skills when facing Yang Jian. Could it be the same way of thinking-specially learned to defeat Yang Jian?

However, before she had time to think too much, she was suffocated by the heroic and bright beauty approaching her.His female appearance is completely different from Yang Chan's soft and elegant, it is a fierce and distant dangerous beauty, with a hint of masculinity that can't be shaken off, it is attractive and daunting.

Ao Cunxin smiled slightly, and caressed his face, "How can there be such a fierce beauty like you? You should put some makeup on."

Yang Jian raised his hand to pull her hand down, his face was so cold that he couldn't be sympathetic, "Aren't you going to explain?"

"...explain what?"

"Knowingly asking."

"It's just a moment of anger, don't take it to heart." That's what she said, even Ao Cunxin felt that this kind of rhetoric was too weak, but she really couldn't think of any other better prevarication, wishing God would make a cup of forgetfulness for her Water, directly erase that failed attempt from his mind.

"Angry words? Heh, your angry words are really sharp... um..."

Ao Cun was so annoyed that he held his head in his hands and blocked his mouth with his mouth.

Yang Jian hurriedly broke away from her, raised his hand and performed Taoism to block the door curtain.He is now a daughter image. If Ao Ling of Zhou Ying is seen kissing and entangled with a woman, and rumors spread like wildfire in the future, how can he go to the Dragon King of the East China Sea to make amends and defend himself?

The sudden breath acquaintance made both of their cheeks flush.

"Come on, let me help you make up." Ao Cunxin lowered her head, pulled Yang Jian to sit down without any resistance, and used a telekinesis to fetch a few boxes of rouge and gouache in her tent.This little vulgar powder was given to her by the wounded soldiers she rescued from the mountain. It is not a good product, and it is not in line with her aesthetics of staying in Zhao Song. Today, I can use it today.

She bent down to paint on Yang Jian's brows and eyes. She rarely looked at him closely like this. She only felt that the corners of the eyes and brows were perfect, and they were on the tip of her heart.There was still obvious unhappiness on his face, like a little beast that had been hurt by someone, protecting itself with a cold appearance.

Ao Cunxin dipped a little bit of something rough that could barely be used as lip balm with her little finger, and tapped it lightly on his lips.His lips were the most indistinguishable, and after being stained with a layer of red, they strangely gave birth to a bloodthirsty charm.Her heart moved, and she couldn't help looking into his eyes, and saw that he had changed back to a man's appearance at some point.The originally handsome eyebrows and eyes have been aggravated by the color of makeup, and they are shockingly coquettish.

"Is it ready?" Yang Jian asked her in a deep voice.

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