Xia Yitong's reaction was extremely fast. As soon as Lu Yinbing put down the Coke Cup provocatively, she grabbed Lu Yinbing's wrist with both hands and pulled the person forward. Her lips grabbed her lips. The tip of her tongue flexibly pried open her teeth, rolling the coke she had not yet swallowed into her mouth, rolling her throat down, and doing it in one go.

Lu Yinbing was slightly annoyed and refused to let her retreat as she wished, but instead took the initiative. The two of them chased each other, and they went forward and retreated, and neither of them was willing to admit defeat.

The movie changed another scene, and the glitter flashed through the glittering version of the face. The two of them separated reluctantly, with ambiguous saliva connected to the corners of their mouths, their cheeks were red, their lips were also full and moist, and the corners of their eyes and eyebrows were all charming. The forehead was pressed against their foreheads, and they took out a tissue to wipe the chin of their lips and chin, and turned to look at the big screen in front of them.

Xia Yitong moved his hands, turned over her palms, and clasped her fingers.

Lu Yinbing held Xia Yitong's left hand in his left hand, rubbed the back of her hand, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at her, sighing: Why is this person so painful?

In front of me is the face of my sweetheart, and out of the corner of my eyes, I also have the face of my sweetheart.

On the big screen, Chen Qing vomited blood.

After she left Chu Camp alone, she stood in Miaomiaocang Mountain, holding the trunk at her hand, lowered her head, and a few strands of blood splashed on the snow. When she looked up, her lips were bright red. She looked at the blood on the ground and smiled slightly.

She looks so pretty.

Even if the filter is deep, Lu Yinbing has to admit that Qin Hanlin does have outstanding features in discovering the beauty of women. The beauty lies on the couch, lowers her eyes, and rolls up the bead curtains, which are gentle like water, which will make people feel soft and soft in their hearts. The beauty is hurt, which is another impact. The fair skin of Ruosue's snowy skin is bright red, and her eyebrows are unruly, as if she is disdainful of everything.

Even if there are thousands of people, I will go.

Everyone else thought the dancing scene was amazing, but she preferred the appearance of Zhanli.

...

Jing Xiu and his old subordinates were recuperating in the south. The State of Chu was caught off guard by the thieves working inside and outside. If they were fighting head-on with Guzang's enemy, they might as well fight, but his purpose was not to fight head-on with Guzang. His father once said that there were many ways to win a war. To win over all forces that could be won, attacking the heart is the best and attacking the city is the best. Guzang is not a single inside...

He sat in the tent, roasting his body warmed by the charcoal fire, holding a leather full of words in his hand, looking at the fire, the words of the late emperor jumped out one by one, and he couldn't remember when the other party said it.

The late emperor was indulging in enjoyment and did not think about political affairs in recent years. So these words could only be what he said more than ten years ago. Before his injuries were cured, he thought too much and caused a faint pain in his temples. He gave up. Perhaps it was the general and the tutor who said it? Over time, he has died and has no evidence.

Jing Xiu worked hard to govern and sent countless secret spies. He spent two years splitting the internal rule of Guzang, and faced the enemy's army several times, winning more than losing less, and morale boosted. In just one year, he led his army northward, recovering thirteen cities in succession, and approaching the old capital of Chu.

Prince Guzang refused to surrender, and the city was covered with blood and blood. As the prince's young master and a staff member of the Great Shanyu, Chen Qing was captured alive and locked into the former Yuxiu Palace.

Jing Xiu avoided him for a month.

When the first snow fell in the royal city, Jing Xiu sent palace servants to send the best warm clothing materials.

"Miss Chen has coughed again recently, and she hasn't stopped in the past few days."

"Yes, Miss Chen's health seems to be getting worse and worse. Yesterday I went to serve her to wash and change clothes, and her face turned pale like a ghost."

"You said... Miss Chen is waiting for His Majesty?"

"Shh, I dare not talk nonsense. I heard that Miss Chen is the concubine of the late emperor," the maid who spoke was soft, "And, she is treason for the enemy and treason. If His Majesty hadn't brought us back, we would have been slaves of the country..."

"Ah? Miss Chen doesn't look like that. She's good to us."

"Who knows, stop talking, let people hear it carefully, and lose their heads."

That day, I heard what my maid said while sweeping the snow in the front yard was purely accidental. What does it mean that her health is getting worse and worse? She is not a martial arts master? She is a treason for the enemy and treason. Why do these palace servants know that they are not in the palace? No, she re-summoned this group of palace servants. They were originally the daughters of officials and merchants. If they knew, does it mean that everyone in the world knew?

I couldn't help but laugh at myself, Chen Qing, Chen Qing, being despised by the world is really unique.

He walked out of the corridor, his black clothes fluttering, his steps were light, and the snow-swept maid kneeled in horror, his voice trembling: "I've seen Your Majesty."

"Flat."

When the maid saw him pushing the door open, he looked at each other, and was silent one by one.

Before a stick of incense was enough, His Majesty came out again, his face was neither sad nor happy, but he was just walking in a hurry, looking like he was running away in a panic.

Every now and then, Jing Xiu would go to Yuxiu Palace, without riding a dragon or taking a servant. Every time he stayed longer and longer, one stick of incense, two sticks of incense, one cup of tea, two cups of tea, first with both hands, then he would bring a pair of refreshments with three or three, and once he sat there, he would be an hour.

Every time the palace gate is closed inside and there is no one to serve him, so no one knows that His Majesty actually doesn't speak inside. The two are far apart, in the same space, and they never interact with each other.

Chen Qing often carves a sign. When Jing Xiu was away, she would take a carving knife and repeatedly carve the words "Breaking Snow" on the sign. This was given to her by her master. The master had already gone to immortality and was buried deep in the snow-capped mountains.

Master said: If you choose this path, just go all the way to the dark, don’t regret it.

She didn't regret it, but she had too many secrets in her heart, and no one could let her relieve it.

She entered the palace that year, not Guzang's plan, but the late emperor. The late emperor knew her uncle more than ten years ago, sent Jing Xiu to the mountain and asked her and her uncle to protect her. The late emperor was a very conflicted person. On the one hand, he was a wise king, and on the other hand, he was too voluntary. Jing Xiu's mother was an ordinary family. The late emperor loved her sincerely. She ignored the opposition of the empress dowager and the ministers in the court and married her and favored her in every way. Even worse, she wanted to dismiss the harem. Unexpectedly, after returning from a southern tour, her sweetheart had already died, and her corpse had been cremated, leaving only a single Lin'er who was still in her infancy.

The palace maid said that he had fallen into the water, but the late emperor was willing to believe it. After investigation, it was the harem that the empress dowager joined forces and the empress dowager issued an order to kill her. That day, Jing Xiu's mother had just given birth and gave birth to a prince, and she was tortured to death. Due to the wounds on her body, she had to be cremated and could not see the corpse. The late emperor was furious, but did not carry the matter openly. After that, the Chu Emperor did not step into the empress dowager's harem, and several concubines with noble identities died strangely. The Chu Emperor was in his prime, and after Jing Xiu, he had no children.

It was his favor that caused the murder of his lover, so he had cold eyes on Jing Xiu since he was a child, and at the same time he sent a shadow to protect him, hoping that he would become a wise monarch, so he taught him the skills of governing the country and learning the political situation of various countries.

The world is in chaos, and Emperor Chu knew that he had no intention of governing a country anymore and was only thinking about accompanying his lover. However, for their children, he carefully designed a complete set of plans. Even if he used the country as bait, he would send Jing Xiu to that position. He knew that the other party's talents and virtues could bring permanent stability to the people.

The idea of ​​the late emperor coincided with Chen Qing. The late emperor wanted to train his son, and Chen Qing wanted to stop the war. The two of them took one step at a time and introduced Jing Xiu into the "trap" they had designed long ago.

She herself became the most important part of this set.

The world is despised and disgraced, but what does that matter? Her purpose has been achieved. Now, except for the small countries in the south, the north has been unified, with the same tracks and the same texts.

Unfortunately, Jing Xiu would never know that the late emperor's feelings for him were no less than any father.

"If one day he can unify the country, I beg you not to tell him that I am sorry to him and his mother." Before his death, the late emperor held her hand, and a turbid tears fell from the corner of his eyes, expressing his last wish.

Chen Qing blew the wooden sign, and the debris on it rose up, and the clumsy "Baxue" characters were revealed. The words next to her were beautiful, but they were ugly to write these two words, and they were resentful, and it was not good to change them. The master originally taught her, but later she had to give up.

She either couldn't write, or...the small carving knife was carved on the card surface, and she thought: I should always leave something unchanged.

If one day Jing Xiu saw this brand, he might remember that they had seen it when they were young. On that mountain, she had crafted many grasshoppers for Jing Xiu.

She tilted her head, looked at the sign and smiled, laughing, she shed tears and wiped it off with the back of her hand.

She got up, found a long-necked bottle from the cabinet, which contained a vermilion pill, took it, put on the dancer's clothes, carried the mask, dressed up in the mirror, and went out to see him for the last time.

The wooden sign was hidden under the pillow. She walked to the door, came back, threw the wooden sign into the fire, licked the flames, and the handwriting was first blackened, and then blurred and could not see clearly.

She walked out and sat on the railing outside the house, with the bronze mask hooked on her tail finger. When her feet were numb from cold, Jing Xiu appeared at the end of her sight.

"I want to dance, but haven't danced for a long time."

“Can I dance?”

Jing Xiu had gentle eyebrows and said to her: "Okay."

Chen Qing wanted to cry again, but she couldn't cry anymore, and he would see it.

She fell into the snow, and Jing Xiu came to help her. The horror on her face grabbed her heart in an instant. After a breath, a thought flashed through her mind: She doesn't want to die, she's dead, what should Jing Xiu do?

But if she doesn't die, what will Jing Xiu do?

Why did God mess with them like this?

Jing Xiu carried her on his back. His back was very narrow, just like his daughter's house, but it was very warm. He didn't want to let go if he put it on.

"I went to see your auspicious clothes yesterday, which are also black, the same pattern as my robe. I will cut the size and measure it later. Then I will change it carefully. There is still one month left, so there is no hurry."

"Okay." She felt blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

"I know what you are worried about. Although there are still some court officials who object, most people think it is my family matter. There is no need to interfere. You can wait in the palace with peace of mind."

"Okay." Chen Qing chuckled, with a bitter smile. He thought he didn't know? She was notorious and everyone wanted to get rid of it. She patted the shoulders of the person beneath her, and Jing Xiu stopped, and Chen Qing whispered, "Go slower."

Let this road never end.

"Okay." Jing Xiu agreed.

Chen Qing heard his voice hoarse, and his fingers rubbed his neck for a while. A drop of red blood fell on the tiger's mouth. Chen Qing's eyes were dizzy and his whole body sank.

Jing Xiu hugged her even tighter: "I have thought about it. This palace will be abandoned in the future. You can move to my palace to live. Anyway, I have only you, I will not marry anyone else again. The harem will be changed into a vegetable garden and a flower garden. Wait until I come back from the court..."

The eyelids became heavier and the sound became farther and farther away, until everything around him was silent. It turned out that the feeling of death was like this, but unfortunately I couldn't finish the last sentence he said.

Jing Xiu knelt down, hugged Chen Qing's body, and did not move.

The episode "Li Li" sung by Xia Yitong sounded in the screening hall, and the female voice hummed softly, and scenes flashed alternately.

"My name is Hongyu."

"My name is Jing Xiu."

"I will teach you how to weave grasshoppers. There are not many other grasses on this mountain."

The two small hands were held together, and the laughter was clear, like the echoes in front of the snow-capped mountains.

...

"What did your Highness say? I naturally know that I am the concubine of the King of Chu. My daughter's family pays attention to appearance. His Highness was so cold to me last night. Could it be that I am as beautiful as if I was not salty?"

"So, so that's how it is. The Empress is too worried. Show is just... just..."

"Just what?"

"I have never seen someone as beautiful as the Queen, show off...he is shy."

...

"You look much better than me in women's clothing."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"I used to say that you are as beautiful as a flower, You Sheng's daughter. You were so angry that you pushed me into the lake. Why don't you be angry now?"

"Because you are my wife, don't say you want me to wear a daughter's dress, even if you call me..."

...

"If I can become emperor in the future, I will marry you as the queen."
To be continued...