"I would also like to ask you each to choose ten of your subordinates to accompany you as dancers." This time, I didn't even bother to look at them, and I didn't have the courage to do so. "I want a strong one."
"you......"
"yes."
Compared to Yan Yu's fiery personality, Jie Xu's coolness and indifference seemed much more graceful.
"If there's nothing else, Jie Xu has resigned." He cut the knot quickly, not wanting to see the woman acting coquettishly and seeking help from someone again.
This show is an eyesore and disturbing.
"Go." He raised his head from his increasingly hot chest and raised his eyebrows: "Remember not to come to Dongyuan to report in the middle of the night. I need to rest that night."
Others might not understand what she said, so how could Jie Xu not know what she meant.
His back stiffened, and he strode away.
"Then...I'll take my leave first." How could he not understand the look in his elder brother's eyes that hinted at lust? At that moment, he followed Jie Xu away with long strides.
"Then...I also..."
"Don't even think about it."
So, the servants and maids avoided and retreated, once again leaving the bright hall to those who were dissatisfied with their desires...
Yang Xi, whose red lips were clamped, secretly cursed "slut", and her consciousness gradually became blurred...
### Jie Xu can be regarded as a man who promises a lot of money. He promised to teach Yang Xi and never broke his promise. He began to fulfill his promise early the next morning.
He also listened to her words "Don't do it in the middle of the night." Therefore, the time for practice was not set at midnight, but in the early morning with heavy cold dew!
Glancing at the figure standing in the cold morning wind, Yang Xi bit her lip and secretly cursed the man a thousand times.
Judging from the rising sun that is faintly hiding in the thick clouds in the sky, it is at most just after 5 o'clock in the morning. This man! Doesn't he know that disturbing people's dreams is a shameful thing? Or, he simply is.
Came with the intention of revenge.
"Stingy guy." He cursed in a low voice that only he could hear, and gave him a big eye roll behind his back.
"Concentrate." The cold voice came faintly, without any warmth.
She calmed down, faced the wilderness, closed her eyes, and began to imitate Jie Xu's teachings, trying to absorb the so-called spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the endless mountains.
She came here to learn deep internal skills, not to fight with others. This point should not be forgotten.
With the steady breathing, my mood gradually became clearer, and I silently thought about the mental method Jie Xu had transmitted orally. Slowly, I strangely felt the legendary aura of heaven and earth.
Silks of clear dew stained her long hair and eyebrows, and this rare tranquility added an elegant charm to her already stunning appearance that would make the world pale.
The moment Jie Xu turned around, what he saw was this dreamlike beauty. The everlasting cold eyes gradually gave way to a heart-wrenching feeling.
He had never doubted her beauty, but at the beginning, even if she took the initiative to throw herself into her arms, it never moved him in the slightest. On the contrary, he would only feel disgusted. But now, she no longer tries every possible means to get closer, and is no longer charming.
She smiled charmingly at him, and even didn't bother to look at him one more time, but instead it easily affected his emotions.
He kept in mind that she belonged to his eldest brother, but every time he saw her laughing and joking with him, the vague pain in his heart always made him breathless and secretly sad. Those things he had never forgotten
, and it gradually became clear.
She may have forgotten the past, but his memory is getting clearer and clearer.
The soft body that clung to his body after using the drug to make him lose the power to resist, and the delicate touches that crossed his cold lips became increasingly sweet and bewitching him.
body and mind.
In the past, he hated the body that actively pressed against it, but now, he misses it so much.
But he understood that at this moment, she was no longer her original self, and she could not belong to him. He did not regret his rejection at the time. If she was still the same Yang Xi, he was afraid that he would not look at her again. He thought losing her would be a shame.
The price may be worth it for someone with a sincere heart.
His long fingers stretched out unconsciously, and just when they were about to touch that world-famous face, he saw her thin lips slightly parted, and she faintly said:
"The first snow is shining, the sound of swords is hoarse, and the sound of swords is hoarse outside. How many winds and frosts have washed the war horses. How many seasons of beacon smoke have stained the yellow sand, iron horses, copper walls, cold clothes and cold clothes. Who has achieved whose world in one day of war. Who said that no one cares about the army. Who is in your heart
Smiling as charming as a flower through the ages, no makeup on hand, no more than cinnabar, a lone boat downstairs, only a shadow, for someone who painted her eyebrows and danced solo across the country, endless glaze fireworks.
The voice of the gray jackdaws on the branches tells of endless care for the person with hair as white as frost. The song fills the prosperity of the world. How many snows, moons, winds and flowers in this world are not as good as the wanton and unrestrained look between your brows. You, the arrogant king of heaven and earth, love the whole world."
Two lines of clear tears fell silently.
He lightly hooked his long fingers, and a tear fell steadily on his fingertips. He was shocked.
He had never seen Yang Xi like this before, but his heart was scalded by the tears dripping down on his fingertips, and he felt a sharp pain that was worse than the last.
He wanted to hold her in his arms regardless of everything, and tell her that even if the world collapsed and the sea dried up, he would still be by her side.
The pain is very deep and heavy...
"Whose love gives up military power and glory..." She slowly opened her eyes and murmured, "Why does my heart hurt so much?"
Who is calling her in the cold wind? Who is staring at her with eyes that are filled with pain? Who is telling her that they want to join hands with her to get drunk in the world?
She frowned, and held the place where her heart was with her pale hands. It hurt so much, so much pain!
What happened to her? What happened to her? Why do I always clearly feel the heart-burning pain when my consciousness is blurred?
Where do these memory fragments come from? Who is he? Who is that person whose pain makes the world feel cold?
The warm palm passed through the hair on the back of her head and gently pressed her little head on his chest. She clutched his clothes tightly and started to cry.