Now, is it not enough to fight in China? Do you want to provoke a war between the two countries again?
"Li Jing, let me tell you, you want to start a war with Xiliang Kingdom in a month, but you can't." Li Chen said firmly without any hesitation. Now, he is not an elder brother, but a monarch. He has
some responsibilities
"No, right? Well, I'll go by myself." Li Jing looked at Li Chen with red eyes. You are the monarch, so you said no because you have your people. I'm just an idler at most. I said yes.
Because there is the person I love most there
Li Jing and Li Chen stood in the open space of Taoyuan, facing each other. In the sky, there were dark clouds, thunder and lightning, and what they saw was a violent wind and heavy rain. The rustling raindrops were like dark beads, falling continuously.
After hitting Li Chen and Li Jing, neither of them frowned.
To them, it was as if the heavy rain did not exist at all, and their confrontation only focused on how to overwhelm the other party.
A ray of silver lightning struck hard on the peach tree planted by Qing Xiao. The peach blossoms bloomed out of season, and their petals were mixed with the rain, and the sadness scattered on the ground.
The dark clouds in the sky were accumulating more and more, and the speed of lightning was getting faster and faster. The rumbling sound lingered in the ears of the two people for a long time and refused to dissipate.
It is also raining on this side of Xiliang Kingdom. Fine raindrops fall on the ground, stirring up a layer of white mist. Mu Qingxiao likes rainy days like this. There is no tenderness like light rain, and there is no heavy rain.
Horrible, just like this, easy-going and close, she leaned against the window gently, watching the rain dripping on the green leaves, and then hurriedly went down, breaking the delicate branches.
The rain falling under the eaves fell on the bluestone slab one by one, dripping hard. This is probably how dripping water penetrates the stone, but how long will it take for it to have such momentum?
"Qing Xiao, what are you looking at?" Hu Yanzhuo finally arranged for Hu Yanfan to lure Xiao Yong'er away, and he was able to get along with Qing Xiao alone. Naturally, he was a little more happy.
Mu Qingxiao slowly turned around from the window and looked at Hu Yanzhuo. In such weather, his blue eyes were actually covered with a thin layer of white, and they gradually drifted away.
"I'm watching the rain." Mu Qingxiao chuckled. After saying that, he sat on the round table, took out a teacup, poured a cup for Hu Yanzhuo, and then handed it to him.
"What's so good about rain?" Hu Yanzhuo looked over slowly. He didn't like rainy days, not at all. When it rained, there was mud everywhere and he couldn't even go hunting.
Mu Qingxiao smiled, sat down gently opposite Hu Yanzhuo, and said slowly, "Rain is actually a woman's concern. When it rains continuously, it is the tenderness and affection of a girl, with affection, like this
Planting rain is like the melancholy of a woman in spring, her tenderness is like water."
Hu Yanzhuo watched Mu Qingxiao's red lips lightly open, and what came out were such tender words. However, her metaphor was acceptable, "What about the violent storm?"
Mu Qingxiao looked at Hu Yanzhuo, pondered for a long time, and then said in a low voice, "It was probably an infatuated woman who was betrayed by a man, so she turned into a bloodthirsty enchantress and came to seek her life. You haven't seen it, but whenever a female ghost appears,
Is it always accompanied by thunder and lightning?"
