Chapter 93 Smoke

Rong and one hand pressed the waist knife and walked slowly, and every step was full of wind and thunder.

He has hard armor, and ten thousand points of silver shine in the sun. However, his face is cold, and the armor on his chest is like his heart, which is probably cold.

He doesn't have the gaffe he imagined, and his expression is well controlled. Look at them like strangers passing by on the street.

What kind of cold temperament is required to be decent at any time? Bu Nuan didn't understand. She thought that her uncle didn't have the feelings for her as He Lan expected. Her little extravagance was also dashed. He didn't love her, but he was so strict that he had to control her.

There were no waves in his eyes, and he didn't even wrinkle his eyebrows. The metal and leather of Wu Ben's armor collided, making a dull sound. He raised his jaw slightly, faintly showing an inquisitive and contemptible air.

The sad mood rose all over the sky, and she stood there, holding her nails tightly into the meat. Take a deep breath, it hurts! It hurts. When she is frustrated, there is more or less Qingming that she can rely on.

Yong Yu got closer and closer. She didn't dare to look at it in a daze. She was guilty and had no confidence. Occasionally, I found that there was another person on the door of Qianhua - a handsome young man with a purple robe and a golden crown, rich and noble. He was born with the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix, standing there with his hands behind his hands smiling. The sun at the top of the temple shone obliquely on him, half dazzling and half dark.

Bu Nuan turned around and looked at He Lan. The sudden change in his expression should be after the young man appeared! She seemed to think about it. Could it be that he looked north at night, looking forward to that person? She thought foolishly that he really likes men. He is a good man. What should he do to break his sleeves? What a pity!

She sighed when her mouth was in front of her, or He Lan came to her senses first and arched her hand and said warmly, "What a coincidence. We were about to leave, and we almost missed it. Nuan'er said it was hot, so I wanted to go to the golden well in front of her to get some water to wash her. Look, there is sweat on your neck! This girl is indeed a young lady in the deep boudoir. After the case, you can't sit for three or five hours, and you have to pinch your hands and legs. I don't have a good appetite. I'm afraid that she can't stand it. I'm going to find a general in the north government and ask her what she likes to eat, so that I can send my family to open a small stove to bring her in. It's good to meet now, and you don't have to go there.

Bu Nuan heard cold hair on the side, secretly think that He Lan's eloquence is really good, and she can say that she can live. Tomorrow, I will squeeze her and let her serve tea and towels. At this time, it will be all the other way around. At present, he said nothing to refute. She stuffed her head lower, stared at Rong Yu's soap boots, and then saw another pair of dragon-drawn tall shoes stepping into sight.

"I have long heard that the new female official in Lantai is a young lady of the Liulang family. I think this must be the one!" The sound of the gold and stone fell on the strings, clear and sound.

Respected dress, incomparable style, this is the real emperor! Bu Nuan lowered her head more and more humbly and heard Rong Yu say, "Your Highness, it's my nephew. Jingsheng dolphin dog, a talented person, made His Highness laugh. He said in a low voice to Bu Nuan, "Why haven't you come to see His Royal Highness!"

Bu Nuan shocked him and hurriedly restrained his robe to make his first salute. At this time, she only spit out her tongue secretly. He Lan should be distressed. Who is not good to fall in love with, but it is today's Prince Li Hong. This distance across the mountain and the sea is really not much better than himself. In this way, he feels pitiful and feels a little sorry for each other.

Li Hong bent down and said, "Exempt from etiquette. Your uncle and I are the most friends, and we don't need to restrain you in private."

Bu Nuan got up and arched, "Your Highness is magnanimous, and I can't be afraid."

Li Hong laughed when he heard the words, "That's what I said. A good girl's family has entered the officialdom and learned from men's family to salute and speak. It's really difficult for her."

After all, that's the prince, and he can't help but pay attention to it in front of the prince. Rong Yu's anger was not easy to come out. She only looked at He Lan faintly and said, "It's troublesome for the supervisor. She has the problem of Xia, and she's afraid she can't get used to it across the stove. If it is convenient for the supervisor, he will naturally tell the house to buy food and don't work hard to supervise the history.

There is a quiet killing in the air, which can't be felt by people who don't practice martial arts. He Lanfei looked at Li Hong and turned to raise the corners of her lips and said, "There is no need to see the general outside. I have a good relationship with Dong Si. She is now working under my door. It is incumbent on her to take care of her life and live a permanent life." After saying that, he stretched out his hand around her waist and said anx, "Can you be eloquent in front of me? Did you become a saw-mouthed gourd when you see my uncle?"

The face and anger arched straight up. He hated He Lan's blatantness and the warm and ambiguous attitude. It took him a lot of strength to restrain him from putting down He Lan's arm around her waist.

He didn't ask her to respond to his love, because he couldn't, and the secular world did not allow such feelings. But can't she respect herself and love herself? Yunying's unmarried girl dares to collude with men's behavior in broad daylight. So what's the scene of carrying someone behind his back? He can't even think about it!

He endured trembling, and the hot sun did not light up the haze in his heart. He held the handle of the waist knife hard, and the raised silk lines were deeply branded into his palm. He squinted and stared at her - Hulan satin robe, Zhou Zhengzheng's soap gauze, eyebrows as far away as mountains, face like Qiongyu... What a beautiful and slender person! He has painted the outline thousands of times in his mind and is leaning weakly beside others. He felt that his heart was pinched by death, and the dull, turbid, flesh and blood pain began.

Is the cloth warm or dull? Isn't He Lan's performance a little too much? Is there also the intention to test Li Hong? She inadvertently glanced at Li Hong's face, and Li Hong's smile deepened. He looked at He Lan and said, "Is your cousin getting close? At the Taiye Pool dinner the day before yesterday, Minyue also complained that her brother had nothing to do now!"

What's the situation? Is it self-defeating? She looked at Rong Yu in consteration. He turned away and said for a long time, "Your Highness misunderstood. Rong Yu's niece has already had a marriage contract with Song. I'm afraid that the prison history will be in vain."

The cloth warmed its eyes and its heart fell down. My uncle was biased against He Lan, so he put her under Lan Sheng's name. She thought sadly that she was like apolo, thrown over and over by him. Because he is an elder with absolute authority in his hands. He doesn't even need to ask her who she wants to match. At the previous moment, he still refused Lan Sheng with a straight face. He turned around and changed his mind and turned the gun again. The marriage of the younger generation is a matter of the elders.

Li Hong seemed to be sad and nodded and said, "It turns out that it's still a family!"

He Lan did not follow the words to emphasize anything. In his opinion, this was enough. Shen Rong and even his breath were confused, and his purpose was also achieved. Jealousy and anger are two completely different emotions, which are sometimes confused, but in most cases they can still be distinguished.

What he can't see through is Hong, who is always like a blunt knife killing. The jumping gold fell on his crown, and his faint smile became the fuse for igniting him. He looked at him and said, "I heard that the crown princess has been booked? I haven't had time to congratulate Your Highness! Is she the daughter of Yang Sijian... I often hear that this lady is talented and beautiful, and her Highness is very blessed!"

The smile on Li Hong's face gradually faded, and then climbed up heavily and slowly, "In this way, I'm one step faster than my cousin!"

He Lan stretched the corners of her mouth with yin, and her expression seemed to be a little ferocious. He pulled out the sweat towel and held it in his hand, which turned into a soft and twisted ball. He leaned over and said warmly, "Aren't you hot? I'll hang a handkerchief for you. You talk to your uncle, and I'll come to find you later.

Li Hong said, "I happen to go to the history museum for business. Let's go along the way!"

The two of them went one after another, and Bu Nuan sighed what a turbulent confrontation it was! In the end, it was not He Lan and Rong Yu, but He Lan and Li Hong. Sure enough, the world was unpredictable. He didn't expect that Li Hong and Rong would come together to spread the war and really burned himself.

"I've seen it for half a day, have you ever seen me in your eyes?" Her eyes are still following others, and all her forbearance is almost lost. He frowned and said sharply, "Do you still have the ancestral law in your mind?"

Bu Nuan shrank timidly and realized that he was in a worrying situation. She wanted to say hello, but he pulled her elbow to the door. He used a lot of strength to ignore her life and death. The more she earned him, the tighter she became. She was in great pain and begged, "I was wrong. I didn't salute my uncle. I dare not do it next time. Uncle, let go of me, it hurts so much..."

Does it hurt? Does it hurt him any more?

He turned a deaf ear to her grief. He hated her and wanted to strangle her to death! Why doesn't she love herself? Why do you make so intimate with He Lanmin? In public, how many people are walking on that road? If their unconformity behavior is reported by a person with intentions, it disturbs the Shang Palace Bureau, and then reports to the internal officer until the queen, how should they deal with it at that time?

He was furious. There was a corridor on the door of Gongli, which was no more than ten feet long, which was used for the shelf of the history museum earlier. Later, the history museum was expanded, and this place was abandoned, and now it is just borrowed for use.

He pulled her over, and the gatekeeper hurriedly greeted her and said, "The last general will wait for the governor's dispatch." As he said, he looked at the warmth of the cloth and stammed, "This..."

Rong Yu said, "Don't worry about it. Get back away from me."

The two forbidden soldiers said that they bowed and retreated three feet away. When he saw that someone had gone far away, he tried his best to push her into the corridor and swished her waist door.

Bu Nuan was really a little scared. While rubbing his wrists and bending his legs, "Nuann'er is wrong. Please calm down!"

He can't listen to anything, no! Everything is wrong! He didn't care about her failure to salute in time. What he cares about is her attitude. She clearly said that she didn't love He Lan, but why did she get entangled with him? How can he trust her? How can he comfort himself? Yes, when she is old, she will always have her own feelings. She has the right to choose the person she likes, but why is it He Lan? Doesn't she know that he has a bad reputation for luxury**/yi? What does she like about him? An empty skin and a mouthful of colorful words?

He is so disappointed in her that she shouldn't be like this! He always thought that she was thoughtful and insightful and more understanding than all the women he had ever seen. But in the end, he overestimated her and fell in love hopelessly. If she meets the right person, she can do it wholeheartedly. But now she wants to fall with people like He Lan, and he can't tolerate it!

Bu Nuan leaned against the wall and looked at him. She had never seen him look so terrible. His face was blue and his lips were white. On such a hot day, he actually trembled.

Should she be happy? Does he care about her so angry? Are you jealous?

"You..." He was almost speechless and adjusted for a long time and said, "Why? You said you didn't love him. What happened to what I just saw?

There was a small spark in her heart, and she thought that he might really love her. Even if it was only a little, he was not indifferent to her.