The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Suddenly, "Bang!"

   The wine cup slammed heavily on the table.

The sound of    made Gu Feibai shudder and jump up.

   Her skin is white, her delicate and handsome eyebrows and eyes are stained with a layer of light red, which is more obvious, her amorous Danfeng eyes are misty and seductive, and her red lips are opened and closed under the high nose bridge, which is really romantic and tight.

   Looking at it, it is a little man who is indistinguishable between males and females.

   The red clothes are messy, revealing half of the collarbone.

   She was too hot and was still pulling, frowning and looking for a voice.

   "A dignified man, pulling and pulling with a woman, what's the formality?"

   A voice as cold as a knife fell.

   The elegant and upright Grand Master stood there, his black eyes looking at Gu Feibai coldly.

   In short, what kind of frosty and snowy bones, elegant and unparalleled, those words put on Lu Nanxu's body, and Gu Feibai are two extremes.

  If you want to follow the usual way, Gu Feibai will definitely choke with Lu Nanxu. This time, for some unknown reason, when he met the cat with the mouse, he ducked with an unnatural expression, dragged Su Qingan and ran away!

   "What happened to you and Mrs. Lu?" Su Qingan asked.

  Gu Feibai sighed: "This is a long story."

  She summed up bitterly: "In short, I was drunk and accidentally bit Lu Nanxu as a girl."

  “…”

   "Don't think blindly, I just kissed and nothing else happened! He just held on to me all day long!" Gu Fei shouted injustice, "If I knew it was him, I would definitely not kiss."

  Su Qingan brought her into the perspective of Xialu Nanxu, and was inexplicably kissed by a man who was her own nemesis. She felt that she could take Gu Feibai to the crematorium.

   "Master Fu has an elegant and upright temperament... You seek more blessings from yourself."

  Gu Fei Bai wiped his face and complained incessantly, "Whatever he does, the soldiers come to block the water and cover the soil. I don't believe he can still hold me responsible. I'll go to your place tonight and have a good time!"

   "I'm afraid that Taifu will come to the princess' mansion to block people." Su Qingan said earnestly.

   Gu Fei cut his voice: "How is it possible that Lu Nanxu can be so mad?"

   "Don't talk about him, drink peach blossom wine tonight? It's almost spring again, and the peach blossoms in Jian'an are also blooming..."

Gu Fei stalked Su Qing'an to the princess's mansion, drinking to death: "Oh yes, what is the name of that major general, Cen Jinyuan! It seems that he is about to return to the capital, Qingqing, if you want to win him over , I'll go talk to you!"

  Su Qingan froze.

  Su Qingan froze.

   She was about to forget that she had not heard this surname for a long time.

  Cen surname is extremely rare in Daliang, and Su Qingan has only met Cen Zhou.

   heard again.

   seems like a lifetime.

   "Peach blossoms in March, roses in April, and pomegranates in May are as red as fire." Gu Feibai said slowly, his voice gradually blurred.

   "Our pomegranate trees in Jian'an bloom early, and they can bloom in April. Alas, it will take so long to wait for the results..."

  Some people meet in the season of peach blossoms, and then get to know each other when there are many pomegranate flowers, and then separate and hate each other.

   Prematurely mature flowers may not be a good thing.

  Gu Feibai was already drunk and fell asleep on the stone table with several wine jars scattered around his feet.

  Su Qingan sat quietly for a long time, and placed a peach wood hairpin on the stone table. The crack on the hairpin was obvious, split in two and repaired by someone, which complemented the snow.

   After a long time, Su Qingan learned about the meaning of the peach hairpin by chance.

   - Evil does not invade, year after year is safe.

   is a thing of love.

   A rigid person like him must have recognized her at that time.

   This is the last heavy snow in the thirty-six years of Yonglin, and it is also the third year that she and Cen Zhou have been separated. Su Qingan faintly smelled the breath of spring, and the wind passed through every old alley.

  The garden tree is gone, and the old flowers are still blooming in spring.

  The branches are trembling in the backyard of the Princess Mansion facing the sky, and the pomegranate flowers are full of branches.

   Like her drunkenly shaking the tree in the garden, lighting the lamp and laughing to see who dances the sword.

April.

   Young Master Wang Sun Ce Ma passed by, saw all the Jian'an Flowers in one day, talked and laughed, and the horse was quite mad!

  The sun is warm and the world is full of beautiful scenery.

The major general, who has been in the limelight recently, led a 300,000-strong army to return to the DPRK. I heard that he once walked around the rivers and lakes with a sword in a green shirt. Thousands!

  The emperor specially gave him the title, Dingbei.

  The first person in the world, with a sword to set the Beizhou!

   On the day when Cen Jinyuan triumphed, the carriage of Princess Zhaoyi's mansion passed 300,000 soldiers.

  The breeze lifted the plain white corner of the car curtain, like a butterfly flying away, the wind chimes in the deep alley swayed, the sound was crisp, and the kite rose in the hands of the children.

  Su Qingan raised her hand as if sensing something, opened the curtain, and saw a back figure in the distance, farther and farther ahead.

   Followed by that man were thousands of soldiers.

   The back is too thin, but firm.

  Su Qing'an squinted his eyes and felt a moment of thrilling familiarity, but also felt absurd, and the sigh disappeared with the wind.

  This landscape is far and wide, and all the fame and fame are in Jian'an Road.

   "General, why did you stop, what are you looking at?"

   "The old man."

  After Cen Jin returned to Beijing, everyone wanted to meet him, but he refused everyone's visits from the time he returned to Beijing until now, never showed up, and even rejected Emperor Liang's celebration banquet.

   Emperor Liang's attitude towards Cen Jinyuan was also eccentric, too condoning, not like the emperor's attitude towards his ministers.

   Therefore, no one has seen him, and they are all looking forward to April, when the Khan of the Prairie will come to the Central Plains, and when the emperor holds a banquet, Cen Jiyuan will be there to see his true appearance.

  Su Qingan sent two invitations, none of which was rejected.

   There are many people in the palace banquet. Before that, Su Qing had to meet the other party, at least to understand the other party's temperament, it is best to understand the position.

  Cen Jin returned to Beijing from afar, and I don't know how many forces thought to win over.

  He broke the balance, likely causing a bloodbath in Jian'an.

  Gu Feibai frowned and said, "This Cen Jinyuan is too big! The post of worship has been sent back intact."

   "I'm starting to look forward to a real person." Su Qing'an's eyes were full of interest, and she played with the invitations on the table.

  Gu Feibai: "He's really weird... He can't even find out his identity."

   "Under the whole world, the future can be hidden so cleanly that you can't even find any clues. How many people do you think there are?"

"not…"

   "Father."

   Gu Feibai's face changed slightly, and he was very confused: "Why did the emperor do this? Who is this Cen Jinyuan?"

   She was half-joking, "Look at this rare connivance. He doesn't want to show his face at the celebration banquet. It's better than you princes and princesses. Could it be the emperor's son left behind by the people?"

   "It is absolutely impossible, the father and the emperor will not let the emperor's heir wander outside."

  Su Qingan rejected this speculation, pressed her eyebrows, Emperor Liang thought deeply, and she didn't dare to act rashly.

   If Cen Jinyuan becomes a knife beside Emperor Liang, it will be a lot of obstacles for her in the future.

   She got up.

   "Where to go?"

"invite."