On the day of red leaves, the original peace returned. Since Yu Wenhao came that day, no one else has come to the house.
It's really strange for people. When they get used to the bustle and calm down, they feel extremely uncomfortable. This heart can't calm down no matter what. I want to go to the Prince of Chu's Mansion, but I feel that I always bother Yuan Qingling for fear of delaying her.
calculate.
He, who had always relied on tactics to win, couldn't relieve his loneliness despite racking his brains. He asked someone to call A Chou back to talk. A Chou was a boring gourd and couldn't beat a fart with three rollers. He told the old lady about the effect of the treatment.
After that, there was nothing more to say, it was very boring.
A Chou was also in a dilemma. In the past, when he accompanied the young master, the young master always liked to be quiet and didn't like to talk. Who knew that he would need to chat today?
Hong Ye was bored, so he found two swords and wanted to compete with A Chou.
A Chou sneered, "Sir, I advise you not to humiliate yourself."
Who hasn't lost his temper yet? After hearing this, his heart became fierce, and he stabbed A Chou with his sword. A Chou held the sword lightly, turned over in the air, and dodged lightly. He raised the sword with his backhand and challenged
He grabbed Hongye's wrist, Hongye scornfully stopped him with his sword, but when the sword arrived, the tip of the sword suddenly changed direction, only cutting off his hair, and he hurriedly avoided it, narrowly avoiding it.
Since he was very competitive, he naturally did not dare to underestimate the enemy, so he gathered his mood and planned to have a three-hundred round with A Chou.
Since it was a sword competition, he had to restrain his internal strength. A Chou's sword was fast, light, and strange and changeable. If he had restrained his internal strength, he would not be able to fight A Chou for 300 rounds. After fifty moves, he would be in a panic. In the end
He was forced by A Chou to roll on the ground continuously and was able to avoid A Chou's sword edge.
However, he was dressed in red and rolled continuously on the ground. After all, he had lost his identity. He secretly hated it. When he knelt down on one knee and held the sword, he saw a white robe floating in front of his eyes. Under the robe,
, revealing a pair of brocade boots.
He was startled, raised his head, and saw a pair of deep, dark eyes. His appearance was extremely handsome. He came from a famous family, and he had served in the Imperial Academy for many years, accompanying the Holy Emperor in the palace all the year round. He always had an elegant look on his body.
Noble spirit, the moon is white and the wind is clear, neither warm nor fire, as light as clouds and smoke.
"The prince does not need to kneel down to welcome me." There was no emotion in Ling Yan's dark eyes, and he just said Hongye calmly.
When Hongye heard this, he became even more embarrassed. He turned around and glared at A Chou fiercely, but A Chou had already retreated with his sword, guarding behind him like a stone sculpture.
Hong Ye stood up, dusted off his body, and looked into Ling Yan's calm eyes. He didn't know whether to explain first or ask why he was here. Then he saw Ling Yan take a step forward. The indescribable aura filled his whole body, which actually made Hong Ye embarrassed.
After retreating again, she saw his hand reaching towards his shoulder. Hongye's eyes darkened, and she subconsciously reached out to brush his hand. Because she had just been humiliated, she hid her inner strength in this move, thinking that brushing him to the ground would be able to save her somewhat.
face.
Unexpectedly, with this flick, Calm Yan did not move at all, and could still reach forward to sweep away the dead leaves on his shoulders in the wind of his sleeves. His thin lips were slightly curved, as if he was holding them for a moment or two.
He sneered and said lightly: "Why is the young master so embarrassed?"
Hong Ye's heart trembled slightly. He looked at Ling Yan and had met Ling Yan several times. In the past, he only thought that he was as calm as a lake, a scholar and a scholar, but she didn't know that when face to face, he had such a commanding aura that he was so awe-inspiring and relaxed.
His inner strength.
It seems that the Northern Tang Dynasty is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. There are many people who are not showy but have great abilities.
"Come in, I have something to tell you." Although Ling Yan said he respected him as the county king, he was not polite to him. He put down his words in a tone of ordering his subordinates and went in.
In the past, Hongye wouldn't have minded, but now that he has become more aura of fireworks in the world, he began to care about it. He always felt that he had lost his identity, so he said to his back, "It's nice outside, if you have anything to say, I'm here."
explain."
Unexpectedly, Jing Jingyan did not stop at all and went straight in. He also rudely ordered the servants in the house to prepare refreshments. Then he raised his dark eyes and saw that there was something stern about it, "