In love with the enchanting senior brother: the lady strikes

The wind picked up again, messing with my hair, "Huh?"

Like jade eyebrows, her face is as bright as peony flowers blooming under the moon: "Miss Ye is worrying too much, the person I admire...is not Miss Ye."

Oh, it's okay, it's okay, little salty fish, senior brother ten, senior brother Xiaobai, if Wen Ruyu is added, wouldn't Ye Rong become a prodigal woman?

Like light clouds covering the moon, Ruyu's smiling eyes are misty and far away, "Miss Ye is fearless, but she...she is timid, she will tremble at the sight of a caterpillar...Miss Ye...is bright and enthusiastic, and she, Watching the rain hit the plantains, I can sit in sorrow for a day..."

The night is deep, and the rustling of branches and leaves is like whispers in the world of love.

I sighed lightly: "In Ruyu's heart, she must be an incomparable beauty?"

And I just want to be the unique beauty in Senior Brother Xiaobai's heart.

Standing under the cold moonlight, Ruyu Xiaoxiao murmured with deep heartache: "Beauty, it's just a good dream, a good dream... When I wake up from the dream, I'm still in the tasteless world, she... ...but she is gone...it was the "Thousand Herbs Classic", the endless desires that killed her..."

Immediately, I felt a silence around me, and the rustling of branches and leaves seemed to come from afar from the sky, hazy and empty.

My heart was pulled hard, alas, if I died young, when Brother Xiaobai remembered me again, would he be like Ruyu, with bottomless sorrow in his brows?

"Ruyu..."

"It's been three years, I've been running away for three years, now it's time to end it!" Suddenly, Ruyu's eyes froze, "Miss Ye, I'm sorry!"

The jade-white hand draws a beautiful arc, the back of the neck suddenly hurts, and the body falls softly like a leaf blowing in the wind...

【Lady strikes】

Under the continuous sunlight, the golden light of the peony long hairpin reflects on the wall, just like the ripples on the mirror water lake in those days.I raised the hairpin and drew a light trace on the window frame, alas, it’s 26, have I been imprisoned in this luxurious house for 26 days?

On June [-]th, the regent King Qin had commanded troops to restore the nine cities in the southwest, and the rebel army was about to run out.

On June 20, the puppet king of South Vietnam, Seto, ordered the puppet general Teng Cha to lead an army of [-] to assist the traitor Xue Xu.

On June 22, the King of Qin assembled an army of 15 and fought against the enemy in Junshui. Zhao Yue, the son of Jingyuan Hou, was brave and invincible, and captured the puppet general Tengcha alive, and the enemy was defeated.

On June 28, the regent King Qin swung his sword and went south, and the army went straight to the city of Chizhou, the lair of the rebel army.

With a "squeak", a fresh breath floated in the room, and the girl in blue dress looked down at her toes, standing by the door as before.

I slowly inserted the golden hairpin back into my hair: "I said Xiaolan, your master is really strange. He imprisoned me, neither tortured nor abused, and sent you every day to inform the front of the battle. Serve me with delicious food and drink, look at me, I have gained seven or eight catties these days, could it be... Could it be that your master is planning to fatten up Miss Ben to eat meat?"

The clouds stretched out, the breeze sang softly, the bright red crape myrtle petals fluttered, and the red fragrance all over the courtyard was scattered. I poked my head eagerly, and the little girl immediately reached out to stop her, "Master ordered, as long as you don't leave the room, everything else is fine." Follow Miss."

O prisoner!have no choice!Helpless!

I sighed sadly: "Tell me, what new things have happened outside?"

The little girl replied dumbly: "The King of Qin has besieged Chizhou City for ten days, but he still hasn't attacked the city."

I pondered for a while, and said, "Let Wen Ruyu come and see me."

Suddenly, behind the crape myrtle tree, there was a smear of blue color like the flowing wind returning to the snow, and the soft and melodious voice was like a warbler singing on the top of the tree: "Long time no see, Miss Ye is okay?"

I was startled: "Is that you?"