The cold young master's exquisite wife

Just a few glances, but it seems to have seen the whole life.

Yan Wei'er's tears flowed gently into Ji Lianbie Nuo's palm, with a pathetic sadness, and a long separation, as if a hysterical hug, a selfless kiss, and even endless lingering, can express lovesickness One ten thousandth of the pain.

However, no.

She just looked at him quietly, not even daring to blink her eyes, fearing that when she opened them again, he would disappear.

From his deep black eyes, she saw her own small image, which had been deeply engraved in his eyes, even if they were separated for a longer time, he would still remember her original appearance.

It's like meeting each other in a dream.

Jilianbieno gently stroked her face, eyes, nose, lips, and finally fell to the corner of her crystal eyes, her tears almost scalded his hand.

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak, a burning heat in his throat made his heart ache.

She couldn't speak either, she opened her red lips several times, but she couldn't utter a single word, but thousands of words rushed in her chest, which made her feel hot and painful.

is a real pain.

Even the simplest word: Nuo, cannot be breathed out of the chest.How forbearing and unbelievable is that?

Oh no!

She didn't know whether she called or didn't call?Tears, drop by drop, continued to burn his hands.

Candles flickered, flickering flames flickered.

As if in a dream, Jilianbieno's lips gently pressed against the corners of her eyes, her tears were salty, astringent, and bitter.

He pressed close to her ear, and squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat: "I am not in my hometown, but in a foreign land. I have exhausted lovesickness, filled the window with worry, and thought carefully. I laugh at the moon and become crazy."

She didn't know when, she was also in his ear, reciting this little poem together with him, even if it became popular in the capital and the world, it was just her work of love for him.

What she wrote, only he understands.

It is enough for him to understand.

From the beginning to the end, it was only her and him.

"I'm sorry, Dono." Yan Wei'er's blurred eyes were full of pain.She said, sorry, because she lost his child.

Hearing it in Ji Lianbienuo's ears, he thought he was treating the common people outside behind his back, so Feng Chuyang took him away: "Fool, I don't blame you. I'm just worried that you will be in danger."

He still dotes on her, as long as she is still there, it is more important than anything else.This is his purpose of not chasing, saving, or scaring the snake.

Yan Wei'er tightly grasped Ji Lianbienuo's hand: "Next time, I promise next time, there will be again, and I will definitely pay attention next time." She foolishly promised him that one day in the future, she would definitely To give him another child.

"What? Next time?" Ji Lianbienuo stared at her, how worried is this mischievous little woman going to make him?

She sat up and snuggled into his arms.

She laughed, this hug is what she likes.So solid, so warm.

"Follow me home, ma'am." Jilianbieno embraced the little person in his arms, feeling relieved.

"I'll stay a little longer." Yan Wei'er lay in his arms, and when she said this, she refused to raise her head a little, and just buried herself in his chest.

Pound, thump, his heartbeat is still the rhythm she is familiar with, a rhythm that only she can hear.

But Ji Lianbienuo refused to let her do so, raised her head, and looked at him: "What are you trying to do? Do you think I haven't missed it long enough?"

"On a big scale, I can say that it is for the common people; on a small scale, I want revenge."

She wanted to avenge the child, but he thought it was because of the experience of captivity.

"Let me do these, okay?" Ji Lianbienuo coaxed her: "Go back with me first, and discuss it in the long run."

"Benuo, I have thought of hundreds of ways to escape, at least one or two should be effective, but I tried all kinds of tricks along the way, just to stay and steal a little bit of useful information, Or, let Feng Chuyang pass by and treat the common people kindly. At that time, Zhezhu was miserable, you know, Beenuo." Yan Weier looked at him closely.

"How could I let you stay here? You will die at any moment." Ji Lianbienuo was anxious.

"Bie Nuo, I don't know how you got in here? But there are so many guards here, it's impossible to escape with me, Jasmine, and Anu." Yan Wei'er looked at Ji Lian Bie Nuo suspiciously: " What about the guards outside?"

"The guards have been replaced by your third brother Qin and Hua Yi." Ji Lianbienuo smiled.

"Then why didn't Hua Yi come in and meet Jasmine?" Yan Wei'er was about to jump off the bed and rush out of the tent.

"He refuses to enter because he is afraid of causing trouble. He is now wearing guard clothes and standing guard at the gate." Ji Lianbienuo explained clearly: "The same is true for your brother Qin San, otherwise he would have come in to see you."

Yan Wei'er was not willing to listen, she pulled Jasmine out from behind the screen.

Jasmine also understood that Hua Yi was outside, but as soon as she opened the tent, she immediately put it down, her expression as usual: "Madam, you go talk to the young master, I'm standing here, and I feel that he is outside, so I will enough."

Yan Wei'er was hesitant, and turned around, only then did she see that Ji Lianbienuo's black clothes were stained with a lot of grass, leaves and soil, and she had to go through many hardships to meet her.

But Jasmine could only stand in the tent and feel her husband's breath.

She suddenly deeply regretted that she had softened her heart back then and left Jasmine by her side again.She has been in love, so she understands.

She threw herself into Jilianbieno's arms again, this time, tighter, deeper and harder.

"Bie Nuo, you wait for me." Yan Wei'er's face was full of splendor: "I will definitely protect myself." She assured him.

"Come with me." Jilianbieno held her slender waist fiercely with one hand, and scratched her nose with the other: "It's not negotiable. I'll get you out of here tonight. "

"Bie Nuo, you should go back to the camp now, think more about how to win the battle back to Shaanxi, how to drive the 30 army out of the north of the Moon River. And I, didn't I happen to send you information?" Yan Wei Er naively broke.

"Do you think Feng Chuyang is a fool? Little girl!" Ji Lianbienuo frowned, dressed in black, which complemented his stalwart figure.

"He's not a fool, but he's bewitched by the Gu planted by Master Fulin." Yan Wei'er sighed leisurely: "If I had known that he was such an infatuated man, why would I delay his illness and kill him... ..."

She stopped talking, her heart ached again, and she dared not speak further.

He didn't hear clearly, and didn't ask, but his eyes were full of doubts: "Infatuated?"

Yan Wei'er shook her head: "I can't tell what kind of person he is. It's just that he is a little different from the person I used to know. Otherwise, I will either not be able to keep my innocence, or I will be a A cold corpse."

Her eyes are blank, sometimes Feng Chuyang is like a child, easy to coax.He looked so ruthless, even if he slaughtered the city, in his eyes, it was nothing.But sometimes, he has a very good temper, no matter how angry she is with him, provokes him, or irritates him, he just smiles it lightly.

Even, just like just now, his eyes were filled with so much helplessness.So she knew in her heart that he was not as heartless as he appeared on the surface. Perhaps, there was a way to make him kill less people, preferably not to kill people.

It's just war, so cruel, either you kill me, or I kill you.

A game of life and death.

Even Ji Lianbienuo couldn't guarantee that his hands would not be stained with any blood.

"No, wait for me." Yan Wei'er said firmly again: "It is my responsibility to let me, the mistress of Ji Lian's family, do more for the people."

Ji Lianbienuo's heart was moved, and he kissed her deeply on the forehead: "My dear Weier." He also said firmly, and put her hand on his chest, feeling his beating heat: "But don't Make me wait too long, it's too torture."

Yan Wei'er stopped talking and hugged him tightly.

Like the joy of reunion after parting.

It's like facing the sadness of parting again after reunion.

Difficult to part.

"Don't come out, I will arrange the outside." Ji Lianbienuo remembered something and smiled: "By the way, you picked up that little five, he can swim. One day you stood on the shore, and he was hidden in the water." I saw you."

Yan Wei'er laughed: "Then I will have a way to send information in the future."

After explaining some details to each other, Jilianbieno walked out of the tent.

Waking up the next morning, Yan Weier deliberately asked the guard at the door: "Did there be any unusual movements last night?"

The guard touched his head: "No, I just feel dizzy occasionally."

Yan Wei'er reprimanded softly: "It's fine to talk about this kind of thing here, but you will faint when you smell the smell of wine, and if it reaches the ears of the third prince, you two must be dragged out and chopped up."

The two girls paled in shock, and Miss Xie hurriedly made a point, causing Jasmine who was hiding in the tent to watch the fun to bend over with a smile.

Overnight, Yan Wei'er seemed to come back to life, and even the leaves turned green.

Jasmine prepared breakfast, and as soon as the table was served, Feng Chuyang shouted from outside the tent: "Miss Wei, I'm coming in." Before Yan Weier could react, he barged in grandiosely.

But he was afraid of Anu, so when he came in, what he stared at was not how beautiful the beauty was, but how Anu bared his teeth: "I passed it on outside." He explained while still staring at Anu. Nu, watch its movements.

"Next time, if you break into my tent in this way again, kill me!" Yan Wei'er smiled slightly: "Feng Chuyang, do you want to use it earlier?"

For the first time ever.She actually asked him to eat breakfast.

The ice peak in Feng Chuyang's heart was hissing with a broken sound.He hid his excitement and sat down at the table.

On this morning, he didn't wear a hair crown, but simply tied his hair up and tied it casually with a black ribbon, clean and tidy.

Without that pretentious nobility, he can exude such a little bit of righteousness with every gesture.

On the table, it was very simple, with only steamed buns and porridge.

During the march, this is already a good ration.

Feng Chuyang felt a little apologetic: "I'm sorry, it seems that you are always suffering with me." Even in the capital, she didn't really let her enjoy it for a few days. She had no child at that time and was in pain. Taste his collection and luxury.

Of course, maybe she never needed luxury, so what did she want?