Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 857 Marrying Me, I Worried You

He put down the comb.

I tapped the rouge in the enamel porcelain cup with my fingertips, and spread it evenly on the lips, making the already beautiful face even more exquisite.

He hummed a little tune and stood by the window.

It's early spring, and the long wind carries the breath of the young shoots on the green hills, gently blowing through the boy's hair.

Looking at the little girl selling jasmine flowers on the long street, he couldn't help laughing and said: "In terms of living, it's more comfortable to live in Jiangnan... I have to go to the old house today, and I should burn incense sticks and paper money for my grandfather... "

Thinking of this, a gust of cold wind came from behind.

He turned around, and Xiao Tingchen stood with his hands behind his back.

He was stunned for a moment, then squeezed his wide sleeves and said with a smile: "I don't know who it is, so it is our emperor...Xiao Tingchen, you are really capable, you have been exiled to Liangzhou, and you can climb to your current position step by step. To tell you the truth, I still hope that the person sitting on the throne is you, not the one from Chang'an!"

Xiao Tingchen stared at him expressionlessly.

"What are you doing looking at him like that?" Hua Rourou touched her face, "It's so embarrassing! Speaking of which, we classmates haven't had a gathering for a long time, why don't we have a treat tonight—"

"Luo Lishang is dead."

Xiao Tingchen's voice was light.

Hua Rourou's smile froze on her face.

After a long, long time, tear bubbles appeared in his beautiful almond eyes, and he still managed to show a smile, teasing: "Xiaojiu always said that you are the most unscrupulous guy, and you like to make jokes the most. Look, it's all just a joke." It's on General Luo...Xiao Tingchen, you must have come here to test him on behalf of General Luo, to see if he really has that kind of intention for General Luo, right?"

Xiao Tingchen took out the flower branch from his bosom, "You are not joking."

Hua Rourou stared blankly at the few flower branches.

It was probably beautiful at first, but now it is about to wither, and it is not just picked from any corner.

"She said that there is nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, so let's give a sprig of spring." Xiao Tingchen said in a deep voice, "Hua Rourou, she can't come back."

Hua Rourou still looked at those withered flower branches.

Tears welled up in his eyes, he squeezed the embroidered handkerchief tightly, his red eyes filled with stubbornness, "I don't believe it..."

He suddenly rushed in front of Xiao Tingchen and beat him desperately, "You must be joking, Xiaojiu has already said, you are the most unscrupulous person in the world! Xiao Tingchen, how can such a thing be joked?!"

Xiao Tingchen was speechless.

He used to think that war is just a game, as long as he wins, it is equivalent to holding power.

But now, people close to him have also been killed by the war...

He was shaken vigorously by Hua Rourou, but his expression remained calm, "I will retrieve her body and avenge her."

He broke Hua Rourou's hand, turned and left in silence.

Hua Rourou collapsed and fell to the ground.

The morning sun in early spring pierces through the screen window, which is a little dazzling.

With trembling fingertips, the man slowly picked up the flower branch on the dressing table.

Luo Lishang, that woman, is domineering and unreasonable, and always loves to force her bow on him.

She is obviously a very bad woman.

But why...

Why can't the tears stop?
……

Xue Guang won the first battle, and the morale of Daqi's army was boosted.

He led the army to the south, but arrived outside Jinling within a day or two.

Xiao Tingchen climbed up the tower and saw a tall gate built outside Daqi's barracks from afar.

A dead body was hung on the gate for public display, it was Luo Lishang's dead body.

He watched blankly, but quietly clenched his fists.

Xue Guang rode on a horse, leading a small group of people out of the gate, and looked at Xiao Tingchen with a smile, "I haven't seen you for more than a year, and Huai Jin is here again. This corpse, and the 15 drowned souls in Qingliu City, are uncle Does Huai Jin like the meeting gift for Huai Jin?"

Xiao Tingchen's eyes were calm, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, "I think, breaking the arms of Xue Xiwen and Xue Zhimei has not taught my uncle a lesson. Take my bow and arrow."

Gu Yu immediately brought the longbow.

Xue Guangda laughed, "Across such a long distance, you want to shoot and kill uncle?! The best archer under my general's command is not at this level. You are simply dreaming!"

Xiao Tingchen picked up his bow and set up his arrow.

The arrow flashed with a strange cold light, and shot at Xue Guang quickly with an afterimage that was difficult to catch with the naked eye!
Xue Guang was about to draw his sword to block, but just as he grasped the hilt, the feathered arrow had already arrived in front of him!

The arrow was unbiased, and it just pierced into his right arm!

He screamed in pain, fell off the horse in embarrassment, and was hurriedly protected by several soldiers and carried into the gate.

Xiao Weihua stood behind Xiao Tingchen, puzzled and said: "With such a good opportunity, why didn't the emperor just take his life?"

Xiao Tingchen handed the longbow to Gu Yu, and the sharpness in his peach blossom eyes showed, "My enemy should be tortured to death slowly, how can I give him pleasure? Pass on my will, no matter how much it costs, I must find a way to get Luo Lishang tonight." brought back his body."

Xiao Weihua looked at the humiliated corpse hanging on the gate, lowered his brows, lowered his eyes, and bowed his hands heavily.

……

Cut lotus wind and dew fragrance.

Hua Rourou sat on the bed, quietly looking at the corpse on the stretcher.

Xiao Weihua stood under the lamplight, and said in a deep voice: "Brothers raided the enemy camp, burned the other's grain and grass depot, and took advantage of the chaos to rescue Sister Luo's body. Dude, my condolences."

Hua Rourou picked up a porcelain cup and slammed it at him.

Xiao Weihua glanced at the porcelain cup smashed at his feet, and retreated silently.

Hua Rourou walked slowly to Luo Lishang.

She died in battle, with shocking wounds all over her body, but a wanton smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

The man's tears fell on her face, and he leaned over and hugged her tremblingly...

At the end of midnight, someone saw the boss who cut lotus, wind and dew fragrance, wearing a wedding dress, driving a carriage out of Jinling City.

Hua Rourou drove the carriage to the top of the mountain, let the horse go, and gently carried a girl out of the carriage.

The girl also wears wedding clothes.

As the spring breeze blows, you can vaguely see that the skirt of the wedding dress is embroidered with peach blossoms, implying that "when the peach is young, its flowers are burning; when the son returns home, it is suitable for his family".

The wide sleeves and neckline are embroidered with lotus flowers in summer and flying snow geese in winter, implying that "the days of winter and the nights of summer will return to their homes after a hundred years of age".

It was the wedding dress "Flower Marriage" that he personally tailored back then.

The moon was sparse, and he sat on the edge of the cliff with Luo Lishang in his arms.

The red hair band was fluttered by the wind, and when he smiled, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he was so beautiful.

He said warmly: "The general once wrote a poem in the clothing store, 'The clouds think about the clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze supports the Revlon. If you don't see it on the top of the jade mountain, you will meet Yaotai under the moon'. Now it is Yaotai under the moon, Where is the general's soul?"

What answered him was the sound of mist and wind rising from the mountains.

Hua Rourou brushed a strand of hair on her temples for Luo Lishang, "The general, who fought all over the battlefield and sacrificed his life for the country, may have made you wronged by marrying a powerless man like me... If there is an afterlife, I will I'd rather not touch the face of makeup again, and be that upright son of a boy, and not ask the general to use his daughter on the battlefield..."

Tears rolled down my cheeks.

He lowered his head and kissed Luo Lishang's lips affectionately.

The next moment, both of them fell off the cliff.

(End of this chapter)