Sheng Shian

The quilt and body were covered with sweat, Shen Shi couldn't stand it after sitting for a while and wanted to take a bath.

As soon as Sheng Yi came out of the bedroom, she grabbed Shun He's hand and placed it on her chest, winking and said, "Did you feel it?"

Shunhe smiled dotingly: "Soon."

"It's more than that! It's about to jump out!" Sheng Yi shook his head and said, "It's really strange things happen every year, especially this year!"

"Master Hou clearly waited until the master's fever subsided before leaving. Why didn't people tell me? If you want to put it in the storybook, it's all about red makeup and body promises..."

"Stop listening to dramas." Shun He said.

"You still look down on operas!" said kindly, pouted, "If I hadn't acted in a random way today, according to your stupid mouth, I would have been ruined in no time."

Shun He pinched his swollen baby face: "A gentleman doesn't eat cheap food, let alone stolen food."

Sheng Yi was stunned, and turned around to grab his waist card with a light cloud covering the moon: "Then you are going too far, and you still nodded after me... You have ulterior motives! I am going to report to Lord Marquis and resign from your post. From now on Changqing Pavilion is my world!"

Shun He sideways, dexterously dodges, another bends down to avoid his stalking sheep, pursues fiercely, and exchanged hundreds of moves, Shun He finally found a way to say: "Master is very smart, what is he can't figure out?" , it all depends on whether he is willing or not, how long can you and I keep it from him..."

Kindly refused to listen, and his attack became more shameless. He vacated a sweeping leg and cut him three times. Shunhe did three backflips to the tallest beech tree in the courtyard. Tired from the beech, he pointed at him under the tree and scolded: " Don't think I didn't hear it, Lord Hou won't let you mention it, but you still mention it on purpose, you are plotting something wrong!"

"Damn it! You look dull on the outside, but you're actually black on the inside!" Sheng Yi became more and more angry as he thought about it, and Ta Ye Fei Hua chased him up to the top of the tree, and chopped down with one hand blade, and the surrounding trees were all dead. The peak was shaved off by Yu Jin, and he was really angry: "Tell me! When you let me go on the Cliff of Duanqing, did you just pretend!"

Shunhe's pupils were startled, and he stopped moving, and landed on the tallest young beech leaf like a crane from mid-air, without any bending.

The good intention was to attack and kill, and he would not hide without defense, but it was too late to stop, and nearly half of his internal force hit his chest.

Sheng Yi panicked.

"Yes." Shunhe said calmly, enduring the pain, and said lightly.

Biting his lips kindly, his always playful baby face wrinkled into a little old man, he spoke with a tone of grievance: "You pitifully said at that time that you would not force me, that you would let me be free, that if I left, You will stay on the cliff of love forever, and you will never go down the mountain to disturb me for the rest of your life, are they all fake..."

She kindly felt sorry for his injury, and was annoyed that his deep feelings were all faked, so sad.

Shun He said, "Yes."

Shocked by his kindness, he wanted to leave disheartened.

Shun He's face suddenly darkened, his shadow was like a ghost, his body was full of evil spirits, and he entangled Sheng Yi's footsteps. After many years of walking in the rivers and lakes, he had never seen such a way, and he was so suppressed that he had no power to fight back.

Shun He lowered his eyes and tapped his acupoints, and what he said was still the same as wood, plain and straightforward: "You can go all over the world, and I can find it."

Shengyi was really dumbfounded.

How could he be injured by his semi-successful power, and stop him without any effort? What the hell is this? Isn't it just a little bit stronger than him? Is this a little bit from Chongming to the capital?

Damn it, it hurts people.

Besides, why is this person not funny at all, he is an old couple, how can he not know his virtues?Still too honest, too honest...

No, it's not honest, it also hides a unique skill.

He swallowed kindly and said: "Then I'm not a fool, how could a dead man like you betray the Lord and go to Duanqingya to have fun... I guess you want to kill yourself, because you are afraid that you can't help pestering me, and you don't want to let me down. The old master's kindness is too brain-dead..."

"You know?" Shunhe looked at him incredulously, afraid that his glib words were just for the sake of running away.

He didn't get it before, but he could let it go. Once he got it, he couldn't leave without knowing it...

Shengyi opened her big black eyes, blinked her long eyelashes, and said sincerely: "I know, I'm here to help you out, you look at the way you worry about gains and losses every day, and you still hide behind my back." It's too bad to practice such evil martial arts, do you want domestic violence..."

The kind tone turned a thousand times, turning Shun He's dead face, which has not changed for a hundred years, into red, "I...I won't..."

"You don't know how to be a ghost, if you dare to touch my acupuncture points now, you will beat me in the future!" said kindly and eloquently.

Shun He pursed his lips and hesitated.

Cheng Yi continued to tease me ambiguously and lingeringly: "Dear, please untie my acupuncture point..."

Shun He's eyes darkened, but he said coldly, "No."

"Nothing! Do you think I'm afraid of you if you have one more crooked way! If you have the ability to solve it, let's have a serious contest! I guarantee that you won't be able to beat me!" He pouted dissatisfiedly, and the martial artist moved No, it's a very insecure thing.

Standing a hundred feet in the air, Shun He grabbed his legs and knees and hugged him.

Sheng Yi's eyes widened, "In broad daylight...the sky is bright...you...what do you want..."

Shun He narrowed his eyes, leaned close to his ear, and said something dangerously and deeply.

"Conspiracy."

……

The north wind blows the ground, and the white falcon soars.

Li Yunfu was chasing a Second Emperor on a horse. This was probably the most unrecognizable time in his life. His hair was messed up by the wind, branches, and lawn.

But the young man in front of him was unrestrained and well-dressed. He was not afraid of death and sat on a horse with a grimace taunting Li Yunfu, while shaking a letter with strong and unique handwriting in his hand.

Li Yunfu gritted his teeth and patted the horse's back twice.

Almost, almost, Li Yunfu stood up and almost stood up. His fingertips ran across the flowers and plants embossed on the letter, and he could almost see a sentence, it's every time...

The young man laughed, and suddenly withdrew his hands, propped himself on the horse's back, spun around like a whirlwind, and galloped with the horse in his arms.

All of a sudden, the distance between the two was opened.

Li Yunfu was so angry that he wanted to yell and scold, and then remembered that a gentleman cannot insult gentleness.

He stared at the young man's back, got off his horse with his fists clenched, and walked on the bank of the Luojiang River, standing under the rustling trees, facing the rolling river, straightening his hat. return.

Sure enough, the moment he inserted the wooden hairpin into the bun, a letter appeared in front of him.

Li Yunfu knew very well that it would be useless to rob at this time, and would only fuel the opponent's arrogance.

He put on the Dongpo scarf without saying a word, exuding the most traditional literati atmosphere for thousands of years, like a resolute and unyielding bamboo, standing among the broken rocks, growing pure and tough.

Unlike the big boss in the Xiao family army barracks, he is thin and weak, he is not fast on horseback, he speaks hard, and he is also very rigid, but his lifelong backbone has crushed everyone he has ever seen. Soldiers still have iron bones, unlike those flatterers in private schools who have eaten ink for a lifetime without leaving any traces on their bodies.

For such a person, the eyebrows are curved like the moon, and they are still thick eyebrows.

When the young man saw him for the first time, he fell in love with him. A literati in the world should look like this.

So under the thousands of troops, he directly stepped forward and touched his face, and said: "Why are you so soft..."

Looks like it should be as strong as bamboo.

Looking back, he was ordered by General Xiao to punish him with thirty army sticks because of his lack of discipline.

And Li Yunfu didn't even look at him, he is the only son of the Xiao family, not to mention Luojiang, the [-]th Battalion is closed here, who would not sell his face, unexpectedly someone ignored him so completely, and he even took a beating for the other party beat……

This beam is knotted.

The young man raised his head to read the letter, and said in a clear and pleasant boyish voice, "Li Yushi, are you angry?"

Li Yunfu still ignored him.

The boy sat directly on the lawn, the wind blowing from the river, the bamboo leaves rustling, he felt very comfortable. It would be even better if this person looked at him with a smile.

Li Yunfu put on his hat and left.

"I see that you are very humble and polite to others, why do you put on a bad face every time you see me?" The young man stopped him in confusion, he couldn't sit relaxed enough, so he lay down on the slope lawn with his legs crossed .

Li Yunfu said neither humble nor overbearing: "There are great Confucian scholars in talking and laughing, but there are no white people in dealings. Li is not talented, but he is like a dissolute and rude generation, so he has nothing to say."

"Hey, how can you be rude! Everyone is a man touching his face to show his friendliness. Why are you coy like a big girl? I was under military law for two days and couldn't get out of bed. I didn't remember you. The saint said that a gentleman should You are tolerant and magnanimous..." The young man frowned: "I think you look like a gentleman, why are you so small?"

Li Yunfu was so pestered by his nonsense that he couldn't speak, so he wanted to leave.

"Wait, don't you want to believe it?" The young man stretched out one hand, holding the letter between his hands, and it swayed in the wind.

Knowing that the time had come, Li Yunfu said: "If you sincerely show your love, then return the letter to me, and the past grievances will be written off as my misunderstanding."

"That won't work." The boy shook his head: "How can I write it off? My butt is still hurting, so just apologize."

"Shameless!" Li Yunfu suppressed his anger and said, "Since Mr. Xiao has no intention of reconciling, then let's go to the sky, each side, and don't harass me again, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Interesting, I, Xiao Jibei, have been camped with my father for more than ten years. I have never seen a cunning Japanese pirate or a burly Hun. Not to mention that I am still in white clothes now. I will be an official in the same dynasty as Li Yushi in a few years. Are you afraid of a pen!"

Li Yunfu is an upright gentleman, he can't say anything private, facing such an unreasonable person, there is nothing he can do for a while, but he turned around, looked at the letter in the young man's hand, he really wanted it again, hesitated After a while, he said: "I apologize, will you return the letter to me?"

Xiao Jibei was a little surprised. He stood up from the lawn with a free and easy posture. He walked into Li Yunfu step by step and looked around. He tried his best these days but couldn't see this Yumu bending over. Why today...

"Are you really sorry?"