My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

"You still have to make it up to me," Rong Xian put the tip of his nose against Wei Wan's ear, pecking her carefully, "A Wan is so anxious to be separated from each other, he can't think that brother is too clingy and wants to abandon him. Let’s abandon them and seek new ones, right?”

Wei Wan's fingertips resting on her knees paused. She did indeed intend to separate from Rong Xian for a while, but at this point, she naturally would not tell the truth: "Brother, that's what I want." Me? I only hear newcomers laughing,"

"Huh?" Rong Xian pinched the infected red earlobe with his fingertips and rubbed it, "Wan wants to hear the newcomer laugh? I'm afraid I can only hear the newcomer cry."

Of course Rong Xian could see her intention of retreating, so he couldn't hold her too tightly, and he could easily pull her into her home, thus calmly making people put down their guard: "As expected, it's true, Bei The Rong should have already marched towards Dingxiang. The only way for Luotian and Jiang to win is not to cooperate with the Beirong. The reinforcements of the Wei Kingdom have already formed an encirclement. Once Luotian and Jiang deepen their cooperation, they will only be burned to the ground."

Wei Wan held his chin with one hand and thought about the boundary outside the border city. His voice was a bit solemn: "But if he is willing to go north, take down the four surrounding Loufan and merge it into Beishu, he can still have peace with other nobles and other tribes. An explanation, otherwise, the younger generation who was brought out for meritorious service would not even be left with his whole body, and just these denunciations would be enough for him to drink a pot."

"Loufan is one of the Beidi tribes. It has been surrounded by other tribes from east to west, south and north for a long time, and has been stable for a long time." Rong Xian completed the incomplete parts of the map, wiped the tip of the pen on the edge of the inkstone, scraped off the excess ink, and hung it on the map. On the map, "This place is the Dunhuo tribe, shaped like a giant. Many wild records have jokingly called this place, otherwise where would the name Chang Di come from. Chi Zhai and Bai Zhai are the fierce tribes that have long been famous for the Beidi tribe. They raised horses and intermarryed from generation to generation. When Diao Zun led his men to a surprise attack on Loufan, the leader of Chizhai turned the tide. In order to consolidate the relationship between the various tribes in Beidi, Loufan gave many beauties and treasures. Now Chidi's queen is the daughter of the leader of Loufan. My sister, the other one is the daughter of General Bai Zhai,"

"As for Li Rong, Lin Hu and others, they have been entrenched in the mountains and forests all year round. The plague of snakes, insects and plague may not be less common than that of the Southern Barbarians."

"If Luo Ting Qie Jiang can really win in this situation," Rong Xian commented casually, with a smile on his lips, carrying an indescribable meaning and a bit of interesting expectation, "then I’m afraid we can’t let him turn back so easily, after all, this is tantamount to letting the tiger go back to the mountain.”

"I am very interested in his next move."

"Brother, what do you want with him?" Wei Wan has always been cautious about marching. She will not let the wolf cubs grow stronger and then kill them when they develop enough opponents. She has always preferred to kill the enemy by mistake. He has a temperament that doesn't let anyone go, and killing slowly like Rong Xian is really inconsistent with it. "Brother, I can't be such a beautiful and gentle man that I let myself go to the point of helping the enemy."

"Are you a good man and a believer in women these days?"

Rong Xian listened to her words of restraint and caution, and her face was full of serious yin and yang. He couldn't hold it back, and he never intended to hold it back. He raised his hand, and lightly pinched her angry and bulging cheek with his index finger and ring finger. , especially fondly, he used his thumb to rub the picked up soft flesh twice: "Awan, don't you believe me?"

Watching her climb onto a piece of red, when she stopped, she caught up and nibbled lightly.

Unsurprisingly, Wei Wan pushed her away with her backhand. She wiped away the moisture on her cheeks with the back of her hand, and a slight moisture crawled onto her finger bones: "Brother, please don't throw such an ambiguous question to me. I feel that brother and I have nothing to do with each other." In terms of the precarious tacit understanding between them, it is really difficult to win each other’s trust.”

"Really? I thought that there was an indescribable harmony between A-Wan and I, a mind-to-mind connection that needed no explanation," Rong Xian didn't care about being pushed away by her, and when she withdrew her hand, he held her wrist. , pressed his thin face into the palm of her hand, his fox eyes squinted upward, his long eyelashes fluttering, "If you can't trust me, why don't you just carry me along and keep an eye on me at all times, I won't cause any trouble." " Then do I have to make a gold chain for my brother and hold it with him all the time?" Wei Wan glanced at his shamelessness and almost laughed at his obviousness, "In order to prevent mad dogs. , go out and get close to people without any distinction.”

"That's a lot of money." Rong Xian grasped the fingertips of Wei Huan's wrist, along the forearm, and picked up the wide sleeve hanging at the elbow, causing a shudder, "Only the invisible pulling rope can reflect the master's excellence. Jiao Jiao, and I, Ah Wan, am just a pet that I can get back at any time with just a flick of my finger."

"I'm sure it's better than stepping on the dust." Rong Xian pulled up her fallen sleeves to cover her flawless white jade forearms to prevent her from catching a cold. "How about it? Try to bring this little pet with you. ?”

"Rong Xian," Wei Wan heard the words, his brows and eyes were a little condensed, and his red lips were a little white because he pursed them lightly. The tip of his index finger was placed on the tip of his mandible, and he lifted his mandible up. The posture of leaning forward and bowing the head is restored to an upright position, the body is loose and upright, and the glow is beautiful and charming, "This is the right way."

Rong Xian chuckled softly, and the joy in his chest climbed up to his eyebrows, as clear as a jade tree orchid. Looking at the little girl in front of him who corrected his low eyebrows, she always knew how to handle him to make him more sympathetic: " Are you reluctant, Wei Xiaosi?"

"In this case, then I can only follow Ah Wan's orders and station in the city to expand the territory. I also hope that Ah Wan is in the front and can hear what the old people are thinking and what the old people are thinking and crying," Rong Xian had long legs. Overlapping each other, he held her close to him, with an unprecedented seriousness in his eyes, "When the time comes, I will write it word by word."

"A Wan can't live without me," Rong Xian pinched her earlobe in a rather affectionate gesture, then warmly pressed the corner of her jaw with his palm, holding the earlobe between two fingers, "Otherwise, I don't know , after meeting A-Wan, will the uncontrollable madness in my bones suddenly burst out?"

"Threatening me," Wei Wan raised his eyebrows, pinched Rong Xian's earlobes, pulled them outwards, and couldn't help but laugh, "Sometimes I'm really curious, what is this skin made of? Oh, how can you do it? It can be retracted and released so freely, you can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you hold it."

"Wan Wan wants to learn?" Rong Xian let her pull her, with a lazy expression. He held her waist and leaned back, like a fox fairy with nine tails. The dim candlelight behind him was given to the invisible The tail was covered with a layer of divine light, and you could vaguely see the distinct soft hairs. "It's not the thick skin that makes A-Wan pity you."

"Otherwise, how can I withstand the torment of sometimes blazing beacon fire and sometimes cold dew."

A breakup is better than a wedding. Wanwan and Rongxian are going to be separated for a while.

Otherwise, Rong Xian, who had recovered his memory, would be too crazy and too strong, breaking the brother-sister pattern, going from self-restraint to courtesy, to a man gradually possessing a woman. I found out that no, Rong Xian calls himself 'I' more and more instead of 'brother', so I'm afraid that Huanwan will be suppressed, and my eldest daughter must be the strongest! The son-in-law has to step aside.