Tyrant's Consort Too Arrogant

Yan Han and his son, who had been hiding behind the screen for a long time, quickly held back the laughter that had rushed to their throat, walked out solemnly, reprimanded both sides, 50 big boards on each side, and then dismissed them.

After this trouble, the court was really quiet.

Wei Shi still pestered Yanhan like a nobody and vowed to win him once.

A year later, Yanhan suddenly showed mercy. The flush he had already got, but he refused to overturn the card. He just looked at her and said faintly, "I lost."

I don't know when he stopped calling her me.

Wei Shi was used to losing. She was a little stunned when she heard this sentence.

"You can go, and you can take anything you like." the burning cold voice was still faint.

In the distance, Yan Xijun looked at them uneasily.

Yan Xijun also likes Wei Shi. Although he still puts on a cool expression when he meets, he unconsciously adheres to her. She is frank and fearless, and she looks more and more brave every time she is "bullied" by her father.

However, what my father said last night was not wrong.

They can't force Weishi to stay here. It's unfair to her if she wants to leave.

Over the past year, the communication between father and son has been much better than before. Yan Xijun's response is no longer so fierce that Yan is shocked. When he hears this, he just ponders a little and then responds.

"Father, let aunt Wei go. She's just happy."

Yan Xijun's sensible makes Yan Han very happy.

But let her go

When Yanhan said "I lost", his heart fell heavily.

It must be melancholy.

The days of being obsessed by her in the past year sometimes feel irritable, but more often, they are happy and full.

After being lonely for so long, I didn't have a feeling of expectation. I expected her to come up with new things, expect her to quarrel with him, and then he blocked her, and saw her puffing her mouth.

If she leaves, will this burning palace return to solitude?

He lowered his eyes and held down his shallow attachment. Even, in order not to regret, he had decided to leave in advance.

"Think of what you want and tell the concierge, so you don't have to say goodbye." he said and stood up from the stone bench.

Wei Shi looked at him in a daze and suddenly reached out to uncover his cards.

——Mingming won.

He won!

Tears suddenly burst out. She looked up and asked, "do you want to drive me away?"

"You are so persistent that you want to win me. Don't you just want to go?"

Weishi Yusai.

Yan Han faintly hoped that she would say something more, but Wei Shi was silent, lowered her head and silently cleaned up the cards on the stone table.

"Can you give me anything I want?" her voice returned to calm.

Yan Han's eyes slipped through his own disappointment, which he couldn't tell clearly, and he said "um".

Wei Shi suddenly smiled. She stood up and stood over the stone table. Her stature was also very high in ancient times, but it was still half a head lower than the heat and cold.

When she looked down, she could only see his clear and smooth lip line.

"I want you." she stood on tiptoe, leaned forward, and gently kissed the lips that seduced her for a long time. "I want you to press me all my life and don't give me a chance to jump."

I don't know when he has fallen into his silence and low-key strength.

It is very different from the feelings of convection and chasing the wind in those years. It doesn't just want to occupy, but don't want to leave.

Not willing to leave.

He didn't want to leave the sight adhered to him, the faint Sichuan character lines on his forehead, and the quiet that ate himself to death, but never bullied others.

Yan Han was stunned. The bitten lips were crisp. They were not as excited as the previous rough waves. They were just light, shallow and light. For a long time, they wanted to keep going. Such a thin water flow grew.

He put his hand safely on her back.

Where the wind passes, the sky is red.

Yan Xijun had looked away. He looked at the blue sky above his head and thought of his mother, who was sometimes clear and sometimes fuzzy in his memory, but he no longer felt sad in his heart.

If it's Wei Shi, he doesn't mind.

"Little boy, don't look at me if I'm not polite!" Yan Xijun was thinking of the a literati, but a very disharmonious drink came from a place that should have beautiful scenery. Yan Xijun quickly turned aside and avoided the embroidered shoes thrown by Wei Shi.

On the other side, Wei Shi bared his foot and impolitely pressed all his weight into Yan Han's arms.

Yan Xijun laughed and ran away.

Leave the sunshine and footprints all the way.

When Wei Shi rushed into the fire for Yan Xijun, He Lan Tian'an was staring at Yi. He Lanxin held Yi's hand without any trace of loosening.

"Do you want to leave me too?" Tian'an gazed into Yi's eyes, and there was no hidden pain in his words. Not as strong as before. But more exciting than strength.

"As long as you don't go, even if you change your mind in the end, I will forgive you." Tianan's sentence is not so much a chance for Iraq as a chance for yourself.

He is greedy for her warmth and doesn't want to let go.

"I must go, but I'm not leaving you. Good day..." Yi replied honestly, "I have another very important thing to do. When I'm done, I'll come back to see you."

"With him?" Helan Tianan's eyes turned to Helan Xin and looked at the habitual and indifferent smile on Helan Xin's face. He was even more angry. "What important thing do you have with him!"

"I have to find someone to prove that I'm your aunt." Yi lamented in her heart: these days, if you tell the truth, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

Sure enough, Helan Tianan and Helan Xinyi didn't share the same hatred. They rolled their eyes together and automatically filtered her sentence.

She has been ignored by two people.

"Brother Tian'an, Xiaolu has decided to go with me. If you are really dissatisfied, just come to me. There is no need to ask her." he Lanxin obviously doesn't want to embarrass Yi, so he quickly turns Tian'an's attention to himself.

"Don't worry, I won't let you go." he Lantian settled down, his eyes slipped fiercely, "neither of them will be let go."

It's just cruel, not only to them, but also to yourself.

This woman has influenced him deeply. He doesn't allow such a person to exist, and he can't afford it. He can't afford to worry about another person and be indecisive - the long-standing rule of the deep palace has taught him to automatically eliminate his weaknesses.

Such as compassion, such as weakness.

Yi was surprised by his eyes. Of course, he was not worried about his situation, but for Tianan's situation.

He's pushing himself into a desperate situation step by step.

She could not hold him, but pushed him.

She blames herself very much.

"I want to go, and you can't keep me." Helan looked that she couldn't reconcile. She simply became arrogant and put her arms around her waist. Her posture was like a Hong, so she wanted to stand up.

Under the eaves and on the trees behind the house, many people suddenly appeared. They fell from the sky with a big fishing net.

Helan Xin is not surprised: since Helan Tianan is prepared, he will not appear alone. I'm afraid this area has long been a snare.

This time, he really knew that there were tigers in the mountain and went to tiger mountain.

This point is completely inherited from Helan snow.

The left hand still holds the Iraqi, and the right hand has pulled out the sword flower. The move is like Lu Chuan's reappearance.

However, he is younger in the end, without Lu Chuan's aura of ten thousand people.

He broke through several times and seemed to rush out each time. He was covered by another big net.

He Lanxin grew up in a deep valley. He doesn't have enough experience in killing the enemy on the spot. His opponent is an expert who has been in battle for a long time. In the end, he can only play 60% or 70% of his skills, which is worthy of a tie.

However, there were many people on the other side, and he had to take an Iraqi with him. Over time, Helan's new breathing statement became heavier and lost a bit in physical strength.

Although Yi people don't know much about fighting, they can also find that he Lanxin is slowly falling down. Several times, the blindless sword almost wiped his cheek. She was frightened and tried to leave some to reduce his burden. He Lanxin was busy responding to the enemy and had no time to take care of her. Under this earn, she fell out of her arms and fell straight to the ground.

Helanxin couldn't think about it. He immediately stopped all his moves and bent over to the place where Yi fell.

This sudden move made him open the empty door, and the internal expert was not an ordinary person. Seeing this, he immediately caught up with him, and countless long swords advanced into his empty door. Even if he Lanxin had great powers, he could bend back and defend in mid air and block one handle, could he still block three handles and five handles?

He Lanxin frowned and thought a little depressed: there's going to be a big hole in her body.

The sky was darkened at this time, and then the different light shot.

A sword comes from the East.

The most common moves, the most fierce aura.

It seems that human beings did not do it. It went out from heaven and spent thousands of years passing through thousands of generations.

In this way, I can't see any fancy and dazzling sword that distracts people's eyes. Before it has completely hit, the people who besieged he Lanxin have flown out one after another, but they were shocked by the sword.

"Master Lu!" he Lanxin shouted in surprise.

However, the direction of the light changed. After solving the siege for Helan, he stabbed Helan Tianan with a more vigorous momentum.

For people like Lu Chuan, it is meaningless to change the Dynasty and the great national righteousness. He focuses on the difference between heaven and man, and only the people he loves are protected.

What's wrong with life? Just, what's wrong with him?

Whoever hurts his beloved disciple is damned.

The emperor is no exception.

Helan found his intention and was shocked. He was about to say something to stop him, but a figure ran past at a faster speed.

"Luchuan, Luchuan, don't hurt him." the Iraqi suddenly rushed over, hugged Helan Tianan tightly, and blocked Luchuan's sword Qi with his body. Hold so tight, so duty bound, eyes closed, clearly afraid.

Helan Tianan was struck by lightning. He was not surprised to see Lu Chuan's comparable sword technique. When Lu Chuan wanted to take his life and life hung on the line, he was not surprised. But it happened that when the Iraqi held him like this, the waves in his heart and slapped his chest seemed to surge out. This was a feeling he had never felt in his life.

... someone, protect him like this.

All the changes were just a moment. Helan Tianan hugged the Iraqi, moved quickly, pushed the Iraqi to the other side and left his back to Lu Chuan.

He lowered her head and couldn't bear to see the blood that was about to spill.

However, the expected puff did not appear, and the bloody sword tip stopped at the back of Helan Tianan's head.

The hair band is broken, the green silk is flying, and a few strands of the tail have been broken by the sword gas, curling down.

The world was suddenly quiet.

Except for a slight, ticking blood.