[Ancient Style] The notorious minister turned out to be beautiful, strong and miserable

When Chu Qin's fiery kiss fell on his lips, Zhao Yan couldn't dodge in time and was shackled in his arms.

Her wrists were struggling, her hair was messy, and the blue stubble stuck on her skin. Zhao Yan turned her head slightly, her shoulders shook violently, but she met Chu Qin's bloodshot eyes.

So he swallowed the words between his teeth and did not say them, and let him attack the city resignedly, with the bracelet around his neck.

The lips and tongue are entwined, lingering to death.

The silver scimitar fell heavily into the withered grass, shining brightly.

Chu Qin said softly, "Zhao Changning, fortunately you are still alive."

He didn't completely become a Shura evil ghost.

Zhao Yan shook her head and said, "I would rather die already."

Zhao Yan rarely confides in others, he is used to standing alone in the devastated ruins waiting for the night to come, but someone raised a bright moon for him.

"You will live a long life."

Zhao Yan laughed, with indescribable peace in his heart, he stretched out his hand and silently clenched a corner of Chu Qin's clothes, just like the piece of flying Qionghua that he clenched tightly when he had hallucinations in the cold rain.

He would not let Chu Qin fall into the same fate as King Ning.

There is a faint morning light in the sky, and the dead branches in the courtyard are suddenly broken.

The bonfire becomes a shadow between the bright sky and the earth.

There were horses neighing outside Guanyin Temple, Zhao Yan said, "Someone is coming."

Chu Qin stood up and wiped out the bonfire with the knife in his hand, sending dust and sparks flying.

The elite five of the Northwest Army were divided into three.

The remaining two took Fubao along the road to find hidden spots to meet Chu Qin.

Fu Bao led the pony, and when he saw Zhao Yan, he rushed forward.

Zhao Yan coughed softly after being bumped by him, but still smiled and rubbed the boy's dark hair that was drenched in cold rain.

Chu Qin glanced at Zhao Yan, saw that he didn't pay attention to this place, and said to the two subordinates beside him, "You two sneak back to the barracks on the other side first."

The two subordinates looked at each other and said in unison, "Why didn't your Highness come back?"

Chu Qin said, "I need to go to Meizhou Mansion to find out."

The two subordinates asked in surprise, "Your Highness?"

Chu Qin shook his head and waved his hands after exhorting the two of them carefully, "Back off."

The two subordinates obeyed the order and left.

After the two subordinates left, Chu Qin's eyes fell on Zhao Yan, and the blood that had been frozen into ice since the winter night of the third year of Yongli began to flow warmly from the limbs and veins.

Chu Qin fought on the battlefield when he was young. He was so beautiful as a young man, and he fell in love with the beautiful Concubine Li in the cold palace.Concubine Li died at his hands, and she always felt apologetic towards Chu Yu.So he tried his best to assist Chu Yu, but he never turned his back on him.Chu Yu suspected that he was afraid of him. Chu Qin knew very well that he could bear all of Chu Yu's tricks. Even if it was Zhao Yan's death, Chu Qin left room for Chu Yu and gave Chu Yu a chance. He even refused to leave a clean reputation for Zhao Yan in history.

The guilt towards Concubine Li was exhausted day by day, and the disappointment with the royal family became more and more serious day by day.

If Zhao Yan can be treated like this, what will happen to other people in the future?

So Chu Qin turned against him.

The only thing he can do is to speed up the pace of the war. The sooner the war ends, the sooner the Central Plains will be at peace.The clinker was dragged for several months in Hedong, and the Central Plains was devastated, and the barbarians made trouble again.

The Turkic people are eyeing them, and if Helian Mu follows Helian Dan's plan and sends out a large-scale army when the Northwest Army and the imperial court are both in danger, the Central Plains may repeat the same mistakes that the barbarians did to the country hundreds of years ago, and now because of the news of Helian Dan's death In the hands of the Northwest Army, everything will turn around.There are only two ways left for Chu Qin, to stop fighting with the imperial court, or to continue to lose both sides with the imperial court, and be reaped by the barbarians.

When he looked at Zhao Yan, his gaze was soft, like a bony knife edge being sharpened off.

Zhao Changning is still alive.

Zhao Changning didn't want to see people die.

Stop or fight?

In the dilapidated Avalokitesvara Temple, the sun shone through the windows, and the wet face of the Avalokitesvara was covered with gold.

Fu Bao took the horse in his hand and shouted, "Let's go."

Chu Qin hung a silver knife on his waist again, picked a leaf and put it on his lips, and then played a minor tune outside the Great Wall, with a melodious and sad tone.

Zhao Yan asked, "What song is this?"

Chu Qin didn't speak.

This is a folk song outside the Great Wall. According to legend, many years ago, there was a peasant girl. Her husband went out with the army and had no news for ten years. The peasant woman thought her husband was dead, so she died for the festival.The husband returns after becoming famous, and the wife has been buried in the earth for many years. The husband disarms and returns to the field, planting flowers in front of his wife's tomb.Later generations called it Baihuazhong.Someone composed a piece of music on Huqin, named Duan Hun, and the sound of Duan Hun tells the impermanence of the world.

At the first acquaintance, you don't know what the song means, but when you hear it again, you are already the person in the song.

The cold rain from the eaves fell drop by drop into the muddy soil last night, the wind was blowing, and the morning light was fading.