Feng Yu Jiu Tian

There was a round of laughter and laughter, and the mood of frustration that Feng Ming was about to take risks was greatly weakened.

Qiu Lan looked up at the sky, and said, "Oh no good! Talking, I forgot to have lunch."

Everyone looked up, and it was really time for lunch.

Suddenly a strange "slap" came.

It turned out that Lie Zhongshi patted his belly with his hand, and desperately used his finger to his mouth. He was so noisy that, after doing so, Lieer refused to say a word.

Qiu Lan understood, "Are you hungry too?"

Lie Zhongshi quickly nodded.

The fierce nodded beside him, and he was hungry.

"You go with me to prepare lunch, okay?" Qiu Lan said patiently like coaxing children, "when preparing food, you can taste it earlier than others."

Both were very happy and nodded in unison.

Rong Tian smiled and asked Fengming, "Don't you feel hungry?"

Fengming scratched her head and shook her head with a smile. Secretly said, in front of us we are so close, we can't be too close to talk and laugh. At the moment of parting, how could it be sad.

While thinking about it, I grabbed Rong Tian's sleeve and pulled it tightly.

Qiu Lan led Qiu Yue Qiu Xing to prepare the late lunch, Lie Zhongshi carried Xiao Qiu on his shoulder, and Lie Dou followed.

Rong Hu took the opportunity to resign, arching to Rong Tian, ​​"Subordinates must rush to send urgent letters, send someone to send them overnight, and contact the Xiao family's fleet and master team, so that Ming Wang can be thoughtful everywhere when he leaves."

Ziyan also said, "The subordinates have nothing to prepare for themselves. Ronghu has many things over there, and I will help him together."

The two left the courtyard together.

Rong Tian turned her head to see Lie Er.

Lier suddenly jumped out of the chair and spit out his tongue. "My subordinates have something to do, and then report it to the king." Chong Fengming grinned, "Don't worry about Ming Wang, despite the affection, the next time will guarantee No one is disturbing. "

Fengming's face flushed, and before he could speak, Lieer ran away early.

The crowd avoided each other and the room was left alone by Rong Tian Fengming.

The two were looking forward to saying a few words in private, seeing everyone's knowledge and interest, they both liked the body.

When everyone in the room left, there was only one left, and it seemed like a moment of silence. The two of you looked at me, I looked at you. Although they are all very familiar eyes, ears, nose, and nose, they are frozen for a while. .

The silence speaks.

No one wants to speak and break the wonderful tranquility of this moment.

I don't know how long, Rong Tian patted his thigh, and smiled strongly, "Don't stare at the king, come here if you want to be affectionate. Look, the exclusive seat for you is empty."

Fengming thought about it long ago, but was embarrassed. Listening to Rong Tian saying this, she pretended to threaten, "I have grown a lot and weighed a lot. If you have broken my leg bones, don't blame me."

As he said, he walked with joy.

Rong Tian stunned him, using his lips to pinch his handsome face. Fengming did grow taller. Her calves are now longer and stronger than a year ago. Fortunately, Rong Tian was already tall enough, and her chest and shoulders were wide, so it was still hard to hold him.

The two hugged each other, their skin touched each other, and their body temperatures passed.

There was a moment of silence, and my heart was sweet and full of perseverance.

Rong Tian sighed, "Sometimes I think, if I am not the king of West Thunder and do not want to rule the world, will we live faster?"

Feng Ming frowned for a moment, then said, "If you are not the King of Thunder and do not want to dominate the world, you will not have such grandeur and domineering, nor will you have today's Rong Tian. In that case, I will not Wouldn't I like you that much? "

Rong Tian froze, moved deeply in the spirited eyes, rubbed his finger over the light-colored lips of the man, and said in a deep voice, "Fengming, I don't want you to take risks for me."

Feng Ming sighed. It was not an easy task to refuse the affectionate King of Thunder. It was a half-dozen, "I took risks not only for you, but for myself."

"I can not let it go."

Feng Ming heard the pain in Rong Tian's voice. At this moment, he was nothing like the sizzling King Xi Lei, the treacherous man who absorbed the world with his heart and was recorded in the annals of history.

He was just Rong Tian.

Rong Tian, ​​who belongs to Fengming.

"Rong Tian ..." Feng Ming was silent for a long time, changed a pleasant posture in Rong Tian's arms, and fainted a smile, and whispered, "If you don't want to give, you won't have Yes. "

"If you have a house, you can have it ..." Rong Tian mumbled in a low, unaudible voice. "It's so easy to say."

With his strong arms, he slowly and tightly surrounded his lover into his chest.

Very quiet.

Qiu Lan and others left the hot meals in front of the door and quietly retreated.

That night, everything was quiet.

As if before leaving, Cangtian left a silence for them and could not bear to bother.

Time travels fast and slowly, like a boat on the water, passing by, and unknowingly looking at the sky, only to be surprised to find the time has passed.

After dinner, Rong Tian bathed Fengming himself, pulled Fengming to the two's big bed, and said goodbye again and again in the closest language of the body.

Delighted and enthusiastic, lingering to death, until Feng Ming slumped on the bed and winked like a glance, Rong Tian let him go.

Taking care of Fengming himself to sleep, Rong Tian got up to get dressed, put on a thin cloak, and pushed open the door.

There is no star except a bright moon.

The guard who waved and waved back to follow, Rong Tian slowly paced out of the courtyard by himself, followed the winding corridor to the end, and another courtyard door appeared in front of him.

Stepped into the courtyard door, crossed the patio, and King Xi Lei picked up the steps very calmly.

"Yeah", as if expecting a visitor to come, the door on the steps opened slightly with his arrival.

Rong Tian looked up, and the fierce robes of the robes and boots stood with a smile. In the moonlight, the long figure became more and more free and easy.

"Prince."

"King."

"The prime minister hasn't slept yet?"

"It's hard to sleep at night." Lie Zhongliu smiled and sighed slightly. "The king can't sleep, how can Lie Zhonglie sleep?"

To the gaze of the middle class, Rong Tian was deeply aware of the wisdom and breadth of it, with thin lips slightly raised, and his negative hand was behind him. He turned back to the middle class and heard the strings to know the elegance.

The two walked slowly in the bright moonlight.

"Is there anything in the King's heart that you want to talk to Lie Zhongli?"

Rong Tian stepped leisurely, "There is indeed a problem, and I would like to ask for advice."

"Oh?" Lie Zhongliu's pace remained the same, his eyes softly looked at the shadowy forest in front of him, and he whispered softly.

"When the Prime Minister decided to leave Mrs. Lie behind to stay in the city, what was the mood?"

The fierce middle stream suddenly stopped, turned back slowly, and glanced deeply at Rong Tian.

Rong Tian's handsome face is not smooth, making people not see a trace of mystery. "Oh ..." Lie Zhongli laughed suddenly and shook her head. "The king is worthy of the king. This is unexpected, right in the middle of my strong point of death." He shook his head again and again and sighed, a bitterness appeared on Qingyi Junlang's face, "Well, what kind of mood is that in the end? Isn't the king's heart most clear?"

He set his sights on the distance and continued to walk side by side with Rong Tian, ​​slowly saying, "I learned from my childhood and remembered that I have learned the ancient and the modern, but in the end, I found that the most difficult thing to learn is love, a compulsory homework for everyone. Love stories abound, from ancient to modern times, but unfortunately most of them are love of the mediocre, and the love of the king ... but few are available. "

Rong Tian was curious, "Oh? The first words are very fresh. Ask what is the love of the mediocre, and what is the love of the king."

The strong middle-class is calm and relaxed, "The love of the mediocre people, just thinking about how to cherish the protection of the other party, in fact, it just fulfills itself. The love of the king is to fulfill the other party no matter how much it costs."

"Complete the other party?" Rong Tian thoughtfully, walking slowly under the white moonlight, and after a moment of groaning, the deep pupil shrank suddenly, respectfully said, "The Prime Minister did not hesitate to let Mrs. Lie take risks to stay in Yuecheng, just to fulfill Martyr? "

"Yes. Let her complete her ambitions, guard the land she loves, and choose the right disciples for her, so that she can complete the heavy task of spreading Wei's art of war." When speaking of her own wife, Li Zhongli showed a strong tenderness, "Since her childhood, Qiu Niang has been trained by the Wei family and has a strong personality. She is very yearning for her ancestors' brilliant deeds. As a weak woman, she can get the post of Vice Admiral Yue Zhongcheng after her father's death. An ordinary man is ten times more. Do not hide the king, if I force her to go to Dongfan with me, as long as I use a little tricks, I can finally achieve the goal. But in this way, she will not be that heroic, The proud Qi Qiu Niang is overwhelmed. How can Lie Zhongliu be so selfish, just for the sake of his temporary relief, that he buried his beloved? "

Rong Tian was speechless for a moment.

Half a while, Fang sighed, "I'm so impressed with his wife's affection."

Lie Zhongliu looked at him with a smile, and replied, "Isn't the king's affection for Ming Ming deep? Otherwise, the king would nod his head and promised Ming Ming to travel. The most important person is about to leave his sight, as if he would In a crisis, we feel like we are sympathetic to the kind of guilty taste. "

Rong Tian smiled bitterly, "I really want to keep Feng Ming in a small house, and let him out when the world is unified. I will accompany him to play around, give him whatever he wants, whatever he wants, then What can I do. How good it should be. "

"No matter how good the ending is, it's not as moving as the process." Lie Zhongluo said, "Is a gorgeous sword used in the battlefield to drink the blood of the enemy? Or is it better to hang in the palace?"

"Isn't it heartbreaking if the sword is used on the battlefield and it is broken by a stronger sword?"

"Hanging inside the palace, the outer sheath is dazzling, but the inner will rust. It is better to be broken than to be so sad." Lie Zhongli sincerely said, "Ming King is just a seedling. He needs to stay away from the shade of the King and touch the sun and Moisture can grow into towering trees. "

Rong Tian's eyes showed a fierce struggle, and after a while, the pupils finally returned to peace, replaced by a firm determination and forbearance. He took a deep breath and nodded, "Feng Ming, he will grow into a towering tree. of."

There was a slight smile on the corner of the lips, seemingly immersed in the expectations of the world with Feng Ming.

Lie Zhongliu looked at him deeply, smiled with raised lips, and said arrogantly, "The king fulfills the king with the love of the king. Please worship the king of the middle ages and worship." With both hands, he bowed his head to the ground.

"It's the Prime Minister who fulfills us." Rong Tian admitted, "Prince, please worship Rong Tian."

The two confronted each other to the ground for a long time.

Flawless moonlight, sprinkled on two broad shoulders.

After finishing the ceremony, he got up straight and looked deep into the other person's eyes face to face.

The unhappiness and mustard that came out during the day all disappeared ...

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