My Empress Likes Handsome Guy

Chen Pinghu lights a lantern again. His tone is indifferent: "sometimes if you want to get something forever, maybe the best way is to let go."

Huayang looked down at her hands, and suddenly she began to laugh bitterly. The laughter turned into a sobbing low sob, and then into a heartrending wail. She did all her work in vain and got nothing.

Chen Pinghu calmly asked, "did you get the news from yangminsi in the palace?"

Huayang didn't answer, he just cried.

Chen Pinghu said with a faint smile, "you have always despised her as a country girl. Now It's really Feng Shui in turn. From now on, never appear in front of me again, I don't need you to sympathize with me. If I stay in your courtyard honestly, I can still save your life. "

?????? Jiang Dong took the medicine and took a rest after bathing. The poison on her body had almost spread. Because there was a black hole on the top of her room, she was sleeping on the bed of Xiuchen song.

Song Xiuchen and Lin Fangling worked together to mend the hole on the roof.

Song Xiuchen's bed quilt is very clean and fresh, with a light sandalwood aroma that belongs to him alone. Jiang Dong shrinks in the quilt, revealing her head and a hand. Since she passed through, she still hasn't adapted to the fact that she doesn't have a mobile phone before going to bed, so she has developed the "good habit" of reading before bedtime to help sleep. She will lie on her side and watch a play book.

When song Xiuchen came in and saw her staring at the pages of the book, he coughed and said with a smile, "no wonder I heard that" Qinghe Jiangshi is reading poems and essays "is not a fallacy

Jiang Dong moved his eyes from the pages of the book and glanced at him. "He is not only familiar with poetry, but also knows astronomy and geography."

"Oh?" He picked up the lamp and moved it to a book case in the bed. The candle light can light up Jiang Dong's book page, "don't look bad."

Jiang Dong yawned, "this play is not interesting. If you have any ghost novels, find me one to read. "

Song Xiuchen shook his head: "No. This is the God nagging, but also read gods and ghosts! It's better to read Sun Tzu's art of war more often, so as to have a little brain. "

"Do you know what book to read when your mouth is cheap?"

Song Xiuchen deliberately did not understand, "reading too much, naturally good at talking, is not a great thing."

Jiang Dong patted his forehead and stopped looking at him. Song Xiuchen smile: "your roof has been repaired, go back to sleep."

Jiang Dong shrinks to the quilt. She covers the hot quilt very hard. She will never go out.

Song Xiuchen long eyebrow a pick, "how? Stay in my bed? It's not like you. "

Jiang Dong shook his head like a wave drum, "you go to my room to sleep, I am not easy to warm the bed quilt, do not go!"

Song Xiuchen tut said: "well, you warm my bed and I'll mend the roof for you. How can you cheat on me?"

Jiang Dong directly pulled the quilt over his head, lying on the bed and said nothing. Song Xiuchen had a strong smile in his eyes. He tucked in the quilt, picked up the books placed by his pillow, blew out the lamp and walked away.

Jiang Dong opened a gap in the quilt, and his eyes slipped away. He had already pushed the door out. The door was closed and the room was dark. She lay on the bed, smelling the light sandalwood aroma on the quilt, her mouth slightly cocked up.

Song Xiuchen went to the opposite door, paused, and then pushed the door into. Inside the room stood a man, an old man, in linen clothes and linen shoes.

Song Xiuchen bowed to the man and said, "master --"

the man's tone was light: "have you forgotten that I am your master?" QQ Novels www.qqapp.org

"I dare not. The master gave me a new favor. "

The man put a pebble sized pearl of night on the table top, and the room was suddenly filled with green and cold light. He looked back at the Xiuchen of Song Dynasty and said with a smile, "I've heard some sarcastic meanings from this. It's really hard wings. I dare to laugh at my teacher. "

Song Xiuchen pursed his lips and did not say anything. His eyes were shining under the cold light source, which seemed a little cool and thin.

The man snorted, "how dare you!"

Song Xiuchen's hair suddenly rose back, as if he had been hit by a punch in his chest. He leaned back, staggered his steps, stepped back several steps, and hit the table hard.

He stood firm, covered his chest and coughed a few times. "Since master has been to Tai'an for a long time, why didn't he show up early? Is it the master's plan that the emperor went to Jiang's house today? "

It was Mr. Yin, the head of the organization for the restoration of the country, who was at the head of yinchou mountain As soon as the window was smashed, song Xiuchen flew three feet out of the courtyard like a broken kite, and then he fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Mr. Yin stood under the door with his hands down and said in a cold voice, "come on in!"

Song Xiuchen gritted his teeth, stood up, went into the room and closed the door.

Mr. Yin's tone was extremely light, like the ghost of Hell: "if you want to protect her well, first think about whether you have this ability."

Song Xiuchen casually wiped the blood on his mouth. He said in a trembling voice, "she is innocent. Please let her go...""Innocent? How can we talk about innocence after the evil girl's son and the traitor? " Mr. Yin said in a deep voice: "even you are not innocent, let alone her!"

Song Xiuchen knelt on his knees, "please let her go, I Give her my life for mine

Mr. Yin's eyes suddenly exploded and killed, "if you want to change your life, you must have life first!"

Song Xiuchen kowtowed heavily and said in a deep voice: "if Yang qiansui is in the palace and is sent by his master, the emperor will soon know her true identity. Master, you brought Jiang back to yinchou mountain to exchange something with her and Emperor Li. After the death of Emperor Li, your purpose has been achieved. Jiang has no further use value. At that time, I was afraid that my life would not be long. I dared to ask Master to spare her. This is my only request. "

Mr. Yin's dark eyes showed a little chill. He said in a deep voice, "you are threatening to be a teacher."

Song Xiuchen did not hide: "yes, when the disciple disobeyed once, please master let her go!"

Mr. Yin gave a cold smile: "Tanlang, I have raised you for 15 years and taught you to break love. I didn't expect that it would backfire and make you become a kind of infatuation. You don't look like the emperor at all, but you are infatuated and confused, just like the former Emperor. "

Song Xiuchen fell on the ground and said softly, "thank you for your success."

Mr. Yin took back the night pearl on the table, and his tone was calm: "you don't have many pills to prolong your life. You can save some. At least you can die after finishing the big event."

"Yes." Song Xiuchen raised his head. There was no shadow of Mr. Yin in the room.

A ghostly voice floated in from the window: "after the Shangyuan Festival, you go to huaifuzhou, she goes to yinchou mountain."

Song Xiuchen knelt on the ground, silent for a long time, with a smile in his eyes.

The puppet should not have feelings and demands. He disobeyed, but he did not regret it.

At dawn the next day, Jiang Dong got up early and found a big hole in the opposite window. She was startled and rushed to open the door. She saw song Xiuchen lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his mouth bruised.