Adore Trick of Beauty

Until Xiao Fengqing was garnished by the killers of Qiushuige again, Dingding couldn't help but help, this is the reason and passing.

Xiao Fengqing listened to the spirited old man talking about all this, and heard them talk about a case of Zhang Jianjun two years ago, and then slowly believed that their grandparents were indeed unwilling. So he met with them today and promised to hand over the book to the emperor.

Only the ancestors and grandsons didn't know. Although Xiao Fengqing believed them, he acted cautiously, but he gave the account books to Jin Wang earlier, and then he presented them to Xiao Fengyi.

So today's appointment is nothing to Xiao Fengqing.

He looked at the brown tea in his hands, and sighed in his heart, maybe he was looking for an excuse to stay, stay in this capital, where she was ...

"Hey! What are you thinking? Is it so boring what I said? It can make you all stunned?" Ding Ding shook his hand in front of him and called him back.

Xiao Fengqing gave her a cold look, avoiding her clear eyes, and said in a bad tone: "If your grandpa doesn't leave, I will leave."

Dingding listened and hurriedly asked him, "Don't leave! What should we do if you leave?"

Xiao Fengqing looked at her delicate hands and clutched herself tightly, and said coldly, "Let go!"

"Don't let it go!" Ding Ding held up somehow, clutching his arm tightly: "As soon as I let go, you'll run out of sight. What shall we do then?"

"What should I do?" Xiao Fengqing snorted coldly, trying to get the internal force to break away her hand, but was pinched by the plea in her eyes.

"In short, don't let it go!" Ding bite his teeth tightly: "Unless you chop my hand! Otherwise you won't let me let go!"

Although Xiao Fengqing was wearing a human skin mask, Ding Ding still saw the monstrous | angry in his eyes. He sneered and said, "Don't you really dare to chop off your hand?" The hardened murderous spirit of the battles permeated him. Dingding felt that his whole body was erected, and his heart was shaking.

She knew that he really dared to chop her hand, but the natural stubbornness made her raise her head and close her eyes: "I will not let go, you chop my hand, I will not let go!"

Xiao Fengqing looked at the familiar look on her pretty face, and she trembled in her heart for a long time. She had never seen such a look, and she was unyielding and wanted to achieve the goal of destroying the world.

He slowly let go of his hand, converging to the coldness of his body, and letting her grasp it, but no longer snoring.

Ding Ding waited for a long time, only feeling that he didn't seem angry, so he opened his eyes secretly, and saw Xiao Fengqing was tapping the tea, but the sigh in the eyebrows was gone. She quietly wiped a cold sweat, knowing that he would not leave again, so she was relieved.

It was almost noon at that time, and the sky was dazzling, just hitting the tea shed, reflected in his eyes, and his eyes were colored strangely amber.

"Ah, uncle, your eyes are amber! So pretty!" Dingding couldn't help exclaiming.

Xiao Fengqing froze slowly, turning her head slowly, and squinting slightly to look at the innocent girl in front of her, her voice was not small or small, but it was enough to make the tea people around him hear it. He looked at Ding Ding without blinking, and there was no more heat in Sen Leng's eyes.

Dingding only felt that she seemed to be saying something wrong. She had a big alarm bell in her heart and wanted to run, but although Xiao Fengqing was motionless in front of her, the momentum of condensation prevented her from moving for half a minute.

"I ... I ..." Ding Ding stuttered. "Uncle ... Am I wrong?"

Xiao Fengqing just looked at her coldly, and a sharp dagger in the long sleeve had slowly slipped out.

"Uncle ... your eyes ... beautiful." Ding Ding was so anxious that he was cold: "I have never seen ..."

The sharp blade in Xiao Fengqing's hand was already in his hand. There was a cold passing in Dingding's heart. At this moment, a golden gong sounded at the end of the long street, and a long shout came out: "The queen maiden enters the fragrant, the idler dodges!" A group of Imperial Forest troops came on horseback to guard along the street. Pedestrians on Long Street avoided both sides, and then a carriage slowly passed by, and golden sand was sprinkled from the carriage, neatly covering the Royal Road.

Ding Ding looked strange, and couldn't help but snorted: "What is this?"

"The Royal Forest opened the road, paved the ground with sand. Now the emperor has the same respect, and the queen has the same honor when traveling." Xiao Fengqing's faint voice came. Ding Ding turned his head, only to find that he was already stunned when he looked into the distance. Although he couldn't see his face with a human skin mask, from his deep eyes, there was vague sadness.

"How do you know?" Dingding asked in confusion.

Xiao Fengqing looked down and smiled sadly in his heart. Why didn't he know? At that time, he was chaotic and gave her such glorious glory. All women in the world are less honorable than her, but she wants nothing at all, and she only cares about Xiao Fengyi who is away from Qin country. But when he thought she was going to betray him and return to Xiao Fengyu, she abandoned everything not far away and returned to him, and accompanied him to defeat.

The clear tea cup reflects his appearance now that he is easy to tolerate. For three years, he hardly recognized himself. He changed his masks and changed his buckets to cover his appearance that he could not see in the world. More than three years have passed, how can he feel that this day is so long, it looks like those things have been things of his life. But in retrospect, I felt that those things turned like yesterday, and never left.

He still remembers her tears falling like rain, calling to him who gradually lost his mind: "Feng Qing, Feng Qing ..." On his face, the temperature of her tears was still on her fingers.

Obviously, so close ...

...

"What are you ...?" Ding Ding looked at Xiao Fengqing with her head down worriedly.

"You cry?" Dingling cried suddenly. Before she finished speaking, Xiao Fengqing stood up coldly and turned to leave.

"No! You can't go! Uncle!" Ding Ding came back to her, pulling him: "You said yes, meet my grandpa here!"

Xiao Fengqing sneered without looking back: "What on earth are you going to do?