431 Return of the God of War

Everything seems to be calm, and everything seems to be not calm.

She still accompanied him up and down, and he still hugged her and joked and went to bed.

It seems that the memorial has never happened.

However, what should have happened has happened. For example, absent-minded when laughing, such as each other's speculation when looking at each other...

I have to say that time is a good thing. No matter what has happened, it will fade away in the flow of time. Therefore, this matter was gradually forgotten like that nightmare.

But the water is not traceless. It brings mud and sand, sediment, accumulation, separates the mutual help, and becomes today's mutual respect.

However, perhaps plainness is the truth.

Luo Wen'er thought so.

Therefore, this is still a sunny noon. Because of whether to build a water army, the court argued endlessly. As a result, it was not until it was time for lunch.

The two abandoned the public and only walked in the shade of the trees. Because Luo Wener's appetite has been losing weight these days, Qian Yumo said that because of the lazy summer, he took her for a walk and planned to let her eat more at noon.

The two walked slowly, talking and laughing from time to time.

Luo Wener enjoyed the beautiful scenery in the garden by the way.

In fact, it is hot in summer, but it is the moment when the purple is red. Under the hot sun, it is more delicate.

Her eyes crossed the thick Fusang and continued to look into the distance...

A fiery red just caught her sight.

The color was very eye-catching and dazzling, which made her involuntarily narrow her eyes...

It turned out that there were still people who were as bored as her and Qian Yumo came out for a walk at such a hot noon.

She couldn't help smiling and continued to look at it unintentionally.

At this glance, the corners of my eyes jumped... It turned out that it was not a person in fiery red clothes, but... Red hair, like red hair falling down a waterfall, slightly curled, like a flowing wave of water, extremely luxurious and warm. There is also some indescribable feeling, as if there is some danger hidden under the waterfall, and it will fly out at any time, suffocating and fatal.

She felt strange, so she couldn't help looking at it again...

The hair should be very long, half hidden in the flowers, very enchanting and mysterious.

As the perspective shifted, she saw that the man was still wearing a woman in a bright red dress.

The woman should also be very tall, but with him, she is like a bird.

The two were indeed close together, and the red dress and red hair were almost integrated, so that she had not noticed the woman before. At this time, although it is only half a back, its graceful posture can still be seen. She can even imagine how graceful it will be to walk in such a figure, which is comparable to Nangong Wan.

However, Nangong Wan was born in the royal family and is noble, and her enchanting always seems to be deliberately pretentious, which is for seductive. This woman is different. She is charming, enchanting, graceful, bright... It seems that the breath coming out of her bones is born. Just standing there and showing half of her back is enough to seduce her soul.

And standing together with that person is such a harmonious match, because what they gave her is an indescribable crisis.

However, just like poppies, even if they know they are poisonous, they can't help looking at them again, because beautiful things, especially hidden dangerous things, always have a strange attraction.

And she looked so fascinated that she didn't notice that she had walked in front of Qian Yumo and opened a long distance. I just think about who they are. Envoys from other countries? But why haven't you heard Qian Yumo mention it? And whose hair color is so unique? Why don't you go to rest on such a hot day and hang out in the garden? Why is there not even a guide around? In case...

The red-haired man also seemed to feel the gaze behind him and slowly turned around...

The corners of the lips are still spoiled, and because of the cold outline, there is a different charm.

In the eyes, there are still purple and red all over the garden, and there may be the beauty of the beauties around me.

The hair, with his movements, raised gently, brushing the edges and corners of the forehead that clearly looked like a knife and axe... nose... deep eyebrows... but the bottom of his eyes shrank and settled in an instant.

It's strange to say that time can be fixed.

At this fixed moment, it seemed that the wind and clouds were rolling, capricious, and passed a scene of familiar scenes... It seemed that the wind was calm and nothing happened. The last scene of flying away was the red curtain of the neck mandarin duck, turning into the fiery red hair, dazzling.

This is just a very short moment, short... like eyelashes.

The long eyelashes flashed gently and solidified in an instant.

The elbow was gently held down, and a firm force immediately propped up her body, which seemed to be as light as a piece of paper that could float away at any time, pulling back her scattered thoughts.

Qian Yumo's voice was soft and concerned, but it sounded in his ear: "Yuncai, what's wrong?"

Luo Wener smiled with difficulty and was about to say thank you, but at this moment...

Sometimes it's really strange. How can so many things happen in a moment?

With the red-haired turn, the woman beside him also turned around...

Charming eyebrows, charming eyes, charming lips, charming look, charming posture...

She smiled charmingly. Although there was no sound, everything was... unspeakable.

No matter how such a woman appears in front of anyone, people can think of only one word... beauty.

Moreover, she also has colorful hair, dazzling, snuggled up to the shoulders of the man beside her, against the fiery red, particularly bright.

She squinted, charming, enchanting, ostentatious, condescending, look at her...

Luo Wener really wants to laugh, laugh at herself, laugh at the people opposite, laugh at everything in the world, laugh at her waiting, laugh at her persistence, laugh... In fact, she is not firm enough, so is this a punishment for her? Or retribution?

She didn't want to see the man's lips move slightly when he saw her.

She lowered her eyes quickly, and her lips floated with a decent smile belonging to a female official.

Qian Yumo's hand has been holding her arm firmly. I don't know whether he is afraid that she will fall or that she will move over like a sleepwalking.

He carefully observed her pale face, and the concern in his eyes was worried about her body or the fear in his heart.

"Clouds..."

He raised his hand and went to probe her forehead.

Almost everyone felt the red-haired man's eyes jump.

"Brother Wang," Qian Yumo's voice was as soft as the wind: "I didn't expect to meet Brother Wang here. Brother Wang was tired from a long journey and was not allowed to greet him alone. I feel deeply uneasy. Gu has made people hold a banquet in Liquan Hall and pick up the wind for Brother Wang in the evening. And now..."

He naturally surrounded Luo Wen'er.

Luo Wen'er felt his strength, and he told her that she could not lose her momentum.

But what momentum does she have? She just wants to escape to a place where she can cut it all.

But he doesn't allow it!

Yes, I don't know how many plays they have played together, but today, who is accompanying whom to play this play...

Qian Yumo smiled and looked down at Luo Wener. There was no concern in his eyes, and his tone was also gentle: "Shang Yi doesn't seem to be very comfortable. I want to accompany her back..."

With another smile, he really hugged Luo Wener and left.

Qian Yuyi looked straight at the disappearance of the honor guard, but did not remember that he did not salute from the beginning to the end of this long-lost reunion of the king and minister.

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Liquan Hall, singing and dancing.

The exchange is intertwined, and the joy continues.

Thousands of wings drank amber agar one cup after another, and their faces were gloomy.

He only stared at the delicious food on the table in front of him, but he did not refuse to toast. Then he put the wine cup on the table fiercely, and his eyes swept straight to the people on the imperial steps.

A palace costume embroidered with spring flowers can't beat those concubines who compete for beauty in any case. They are just elegant and beautiful, but they are self-contained.

The most common bun in the palace makes her face smaller, her jaw sharper, and her eyes larger. It's just that at this moment, he is staring at the foot in front of his feet, with a slender posture, dignified and plain.

She never squint, as if the excitement in the hall had nothing to do with her. Looking behind her... Qianyu ink is tilted on the throne, countless beautiful circles around, and the warbler's voice is the same as in the past years.

He clenched the wine cup and drank it all again.

What is she?

Princess Palace? But I don't see that Qian Yumo has extra love for her.

Female officer? Why are so many officials in the court now not only a family but also a female official?

By the way, it is said that these officials promoted from civilians are all because she and Qian Yumo suggested to carry out the imperial examination. When he came back from outside, it was not that he did not know the situation of the vassal states, or because he saw it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears, it became clearer... Now Wuya is changing at a speed like a spring of bamboo shoots, making the vassal states afraid and yearning for it, and the mediocre lord in their hearts is also Gradually shining, like the first green bamboo, swaying in the wind, amazing and more frightening.

He had long known that Qian Yumo was just pretending to be incompetent, but Luo Wener, how could she help his enemy to deal with him?

What happened during this period? Why is she in the palace? Could it be that... from the beginning, she has been sent by Qian Yumo?

She lied to him?

I tilted my eyes and suddenly saw that for some reason, the pile of splendor dispersed, so the moon held by the stars in the middle was exposed.

The corners of his eyes moved... White, Qian Yumo actually wore a white robe. When will the purple that seemed to have been born since the death of Ziyan be replaced? Why replace it? Do you mean...

At this moment, the clear and gorgeous phoenix eyes seemed to look at the silent person next to him intentionally and unintentionally...