South Korea, Yangcheng.
The autumn wind is cool and the sun is gentle. It is extremely comfortable whether it is blown or sunny, making people feel comfortable both physically and mentally.
Compared to the comfort outside the house, the breath inside the house seems a bit hot and makes people breathless.
I don't know how long it took.
Luo Yan hugged Da Siming and gently stroked Da Siming's soft hair. For some reason, he liked to gently stroke a woman's hair afterwards, especially this pure and natural hair texture, which was particularly easy to touch.
It's unsatisfactory.
Dasiming's cold and arrogant expression could no longer be tense. There were a few clouds like rouge floating on his cheeks, and his eyes were even more radiant. He pursed his lips tightly, with a little stubbornness, as if he didn't want to surrender in front of Luo Yan.
It's very stubborn.
There is an old saying that goes, if you get more times, your resistance will increase.
Maybe that's what Dasiming is like.
Luo Yan sighed in his heart, but he persuaded him with great concern: I screamed out if I feel uncomfortable, and kept holding it in, which is not good for my health.
At this moment, Luo Yan looked very much like a spiritual mentor, helping a woman with a burden in her heart to guide her inner feelings.
The words and actions are gentle, and whoever uses them knows.
You dream!
Dashiming's voice was a little hoarse, and he retorted in a low voice, expressing his discoital relationship.
Actually, I like your stubborn look the most.
Luo Yan was not angry either. As his palm slid down, he gently stroked Da Siming's slender waist. As he rubbed, a smirk appeared on his face and joked.
Dasiming's expression is indeed very interesting, and Luo Yan is very eager to refuse and still welcomes this.
Dasimi stared at Luo Yan, unable to believe that Luo Yan used to force her to scream, but she tried hard to trick her into it, but now she said this, which is obviously a joke to her again.
This guy, Da Siming, was extremely angry for a moment, his eyes became even colder, and he seemed unwilling to say anything more.
She and Luo Yan really have nothing to say.
A wrong choice will inevitably lead to a bad result.
Luo Yan did not give Dasi a chance to be extremely vital.
Come again?!
Dasiming felt Luo Yan's changes, and a hint of panic appeared in her eyes, which she could not bear.
Can't stand it!
……
at the same time.
Xinzheng, General's Mansion.
In the main hall.
Ji Wuye asked the dancer and singer to retreat, frowned and looked at the border sending an emergency secret letter. When he saw Ji Yihu's signature above, his eyes were condensed. Although his son was not a weapon, he was definitely not that kind of waste, otherwise he would not have arranged Ji Yihu at the border and commanded tens of thousands of troops.
The waste can't do this.
What's more, the 100,000 elite soldiers on the South Korean border are Ji Wuye's family!
Why did Yihu suddenly send me a message?
Could something be wrong?!
Ji Wuye's heart tightened, and his hands were a little faster. He quickly opened the envelope and read it. After seeing a name on it, he couldn't help but stand up suddenly, with a serious expression, and a murderous intent burst out.
The next moment, in Mo Ya's sight, the envelope was crushed directly.
Immediately afterwards, my expression was hesitant, my murderous intent slowly restrained, my eyes flashed, and I paced back and forth, as if I was thinking about something important, a little hesitant.
this……
This was the first time Mo Ya saw Ji Wuye’s expression, and she couldn’t help but guess what had happened.
He also glanced at the letter just now, and naturally knew who sent the letter.
Ji Wuye's only son Ji Yihu.
Mo Ya is naturally familiar with Ji Yihu. He even had several dealings. The other party's personality was just the same as his, and he was even more rampant. Relying on the identity of a major general, he was rampant on the Korean border and no one dared to mess with him.
But this time, what did Ji Yihu send a message to make Ji Wuye look like this.
Mo Ya hasn't seen Ji Wuye's expression for a long time.
After a while.
Ji Wuye narrowed his eyes, his expression was a little cold. He sat back in the main seat with a drastic move, staring at Mo Ya, and asked: Is the Blood-Clothing Marquis still in the Snow-Clothing Castle?
exist!
When Mo Ya heard this, although he was puzzled, he responded instinctively.
Ji Wuye showed a hesitation look on his face, but soon, the hesitation look disappeared and he made a decision in his heart.
No matter what trick Luo Yan wants to play, he has to accept this invitation.
Let's make arrangements. This general wants to go out and cannot let anyone know.
Ji Wuye looked at Mo Ya and ordered in a deep voice.
……yes!
Although Mo Ya was confused, she did not ask and responded respectfully that he knew that he could not ask too much about what Ji Wuye didn't say. He knew too much about some things, which would not be good for him.
Go and prepare!
Ji Wuye waved his hand, and the solemn expression on his face had not dissipated at all. He knew very well that Luo Yan's invitation was definitely not a good thing, but Ji Wuye really needed to consider the future.
Mo Ya stood up and walked out of the house, showing off her beautiful figure in a tight black dress.
He was still as slutty as ever.
……
At night, Yangcheng.
Luo Yan stood at the window wearing a long robe, looking at the news from Daliang facing the moonlight, and fell into deep thought. He couldn't understand what Long Yang Jun was going to do. This guy has been staying at home since he was dismissed from his post by Wei Zeng, the King of Wei. During this period, there was no one except meeting Wei Lingshu, the sixth prince of Wei.
If Luo Yan hadn't known that Wei Lingshu was a good woman, he almost thought...but it seemed that it was not impossible.
He shook his head slightly.
Luo Yan straightened his thinking. In the past few days, Wei Zeng issued several edicts, hoping to restore Longyang Jun’s official position and continue to serve Wei, but Longyang Jun refused.
It’s impossible that the old lover has no thoughts about Wei after he dies, right?
Luo Yan couldn't help but mutter.
After a moment, Luo Yan put this idea behind his mind.
The rumor has already started, and it is impossible to stop it. With his understanding of Mei Sanniang, she will definitely not swallow her anger. This woman has an extremely hot temper in the original work. This is still her temper after ten years, let alone now.
Young people, especially those who practice martial arts, have no tempers that are not popular.
Just like Luo Yan, he is also quite angry.
Luo Yan also investigated a lot about Mei Sanniang. The general who was killed by King Wei and Wei Yong was Mei Sanniang's adoptive father.
Can Mei Sanniang resist this kind of hatred for killing her father?
Although the murderer died, Wei State is still in Ah. How can we not do anything about it?
What's more, this is just Luo Yan's first step, and the next step is the key. Long Yangjun should not be able to react in this step. As long as he can't react, he will definitely not be able to withstand after the incident.
Time is running out, I hope Ji Wuye can be smarter~
Luo Yan calculated the day and couldn't help but mutter in his heart, then crushed the letter and looked at the stars in the sky. For a moment, his mood also drifted far away.
I for some reason miss Xinzheng's sister-in-law, Zinn and others.
what's on your mind?
Dasiming appeared beside Luo Yan at some point, opened his thin lips and asked lightly, because Luo Yan was so fascinated that she was a little curious.
Luo Yan glanced at Da Siming under the moonlight. At this moment, Da Siming was wrapped in a piece of silk like a bathrobe, covering her body, revealing a charming greasy texture. Her delicate collarbone and fragrant shoulders were blushed, and her slightly damp hair was casually draped behind her. It was obvious that she had just finished taking a shower.
He supported his waist with one hand, like a model, highlighting his proud and tall figure.
She didn't mind being watched by Luo Yan. She took it seriously as she got used to it. Now there is something that Luo Yan hasn't seen before.
Secondly, after a day of trouble, Dasiming was not afraid of Luo Yan coming again, and became numb.
You should not be interested in the news from Wei State.
Luo Yan smiled, reached out to hug Da Siming's waist, hugged her and leaned against the windowsill, smelled the fragrance of Da Siming's body, and played with Da Siming's scarlet palm. He was indeed quite interested in Da Siming's hands.
There are several types of Yin and Yang techniques in the Yin and Yang family, and the Yin and Yang combined hand seal practiced by Dasiming is one of them.
Wei State?
Dasiming's heart moved slightly and stopped asking. These things really had nothing to do with her, but her cool and beautiful eyes stared at Luo Yan and said sarcastically: Why don't you continue to write a few letters to send them to you in Korea?This time it's very close.
With the distance from Yangcheng to the royal capital Xinzheng, if you rush it quickly, it will be enough to reach it in half a day.
If you use light skills to rush on the road, the speed will be faster.
Why, jealous?
Luo Yan raised his brow, reached out to pinch Da Siming's delicate chin, and joked.
I'm not interested.
Dasiming sneered, disdained to answer Luo Yan's question, reached out to open Luo Yan's hand, raised his chin slightly, and the royal sister was full of aura.
Jealous?
This problem does not exist in Dasiming at all.
I've output so much.
Luo Yan expressed doubts about the word "love over time". Some women are ungrateful and cannot be fed, so it is difficult to deal with it.
I thought you had fallen in love with me.
Luo Yan used his arms slightly, hugged Da Siming's waist tightly, and chuckled.
Holding Da Siming's weak and boneless waist, his palms became a little restless.
Dasiming reached out to hold Luo Yan's dog paws, stared at Luo Yan with beautiful eyes coldly, and asked without answering: Do you think it is possible?
Do you know what I like about you?
……
Dasiming frowned and refused to answer. She felt that there was a trap, especially for such a topic. No matter how you answer it, it was wrong.
This is an experience that Da Siming has lost too many times.
Luo Yan reached out and gently stroked Da Siming's cheek, and his thumb slipped across her lips. He didn't need her to answer, so he whispered in his ear: Your mouth is very hard.
Da Siming suddenly tense all over his body and felt uncomfortable all over.
But the body is very honest ~
Another sentence sounded in my ears, and Da Siming felt a mess in his heart.
Haha~
Luo Yan looked at Da Siming's restrained expression and couldn't help but laugh happily.
Dasi Ming is really interesting.
The autumn wind is cool and the sun is gentle. It is extremely comfortable whether it is blown or sunny, making people feel comfortable both physically and mentally.
Compared to the comfort outside the house, the breath inside the house seems a bit hot and makes people breathless.
I don't know how long it took.
Luo Yan hugged Da Siming and gently stroked Da Siming's soft hair. For some reason, he liked to gently stroke a woman's hair afterwards, especially this pure and natural hair texture, which was particularly easy to touch.
It's unsatisfactory.
Dasiming's cold and arrogant expression could no longer be tense. There were a few clouds like rouge floating on his cheeks, and his eyes were even more radiant. He pursed his lips tightly, with a little stubbornness, as if he didn't want to surrender in front of Luo Yan.
It's very stubborn.
There is an old saying that goes, if you get more times, your resistance will increase.
Maybe that's what Dasiming is like.
Luo Yan sighed in his heart, but he persuaded him with great concern: I screamed out if I feel uncomfortable, and kept holding it in, which is not good for my health.
At this moment, Luo Yan looked very much like a spiritual mentor, helping a woman with a burden in her heart to guide her inner feelings.
The words and actions are gentle, and whoever uses them knows.
You dream!
Dashiming's voice was a little hoarse, and he retorted in a low voice, expressing his discoital relationship.
Actually, I like your stubborn look the most.
Luo Yan was not angry either. As his palm slid down, he gently stroked Da Siming's slender waist. As he rubbed, a smirk appeared on his face and joked.
Dasiming's expression is indeed very interesting, and Luo Yan is very eager to refuse and still welcomes this.
Dasimi stared at Luo Yan, unable to believe that Luo Yan used to force her to scream, but she tried hard to trick her into it, but now she said this, which is obviously a joke to her again.
This guy, Da Siming, was extremely angry for a moment, his eyes became even colder, and he seemed unwilling to say anything more.
She and Luo Yan really have nothing to say.
A wrong choice will inevitably lead to a bad result.
Luo Yan did not give Dasi a chance to be extremely vital.
Come again?!
Dasiming felt Luo Yan's changes, and a hint of panic appeared in her eyes, which she could not bear.
Can't stand it!
……
at the same time.
Xinzheng, General's Mansion.
In the main hall.
Ji Wuye asked the dancer and singer to retreat, frowned and looked at the border sending an emergency secret letter. When he saw Ji Yihu's signature above, his eyes were condensed. Although his son was not a weapon, he was definitely not that kind of waste, otherwise he would not have arranged Ji Yihu at the border and commanded tens of thousands of troops.
The waste can't do this.
What's more, the 100,000 elite soldiers on the South Korean border are Ji Wuye's family!
Why did Yihu suddenly send me a message?
Could something be wrong?!
Ji Wuye's heart tightened, and his hands were a little faster. He quickly opened the envelope and read it. After seeing a name on it, he couldn't help but stand up suddenly, with a serious expression, and a murderous intent burst out.
The next moment, in Mo Ya's sight, the envelope was crushed directly.
Immediately afterwards, my expression was hesitant, my murderous intent slowly restrained, my eyes flashed, and I paced back and forth, as if I was thinking about something important, a little hesitant.
this……
This was the first time Mo Ya saw Ji Wuye’s expression, and she couldn’t help but guess what had happened.
He also glanced at the letter just now, and naturally knew who sent the letter.
Ji Wuye's only son Ji Yihu.
Mo Ya is naturally familiar with Ji Yihu. He even had several dealings. The other party's personality was just the same as his, and he was even more rampant. Relying on the identity of a major general, he was rampant on the Korean border and no one dared to mess with him.
But this time, what did Ji Yihu send a message to make Ji Wuye look like this.
Mo Ya hasn't seen Ji Wuye's expression for a long time.
After a while.
Ji Wuye narrowed his eyes, his expression was a little cold. He sat back in the main seat with a drastic move, staring at Mo Ya, and asked: Is the Blood-Clothing Marquis still in the Snow-Clothing Castle?
exist!
When Mo Ya heard this, although he was puzzled, he responded instinctively.
Ji Wuye showed a hesitation look on his face, but soon, the hesitation look disappeared and he made a decision in his heart.
No matter what trick Luo Yan wants to play, he has to accept this invitation.
Let's make arrangements. This general wants to go out and cannot let anyone know.
Ji Wuye looked at Mo Ya and ordered in a deep voice.
……yes!
Although Mo Ya was confused, she did not ask and responded respectfully that he knew that he could not ask too much about what Ji Wuye didn't say. He knew too much about some things, which would not be good for him.
Go and prepare!
Ji Wuye waved his hand, and the solemn expression on his face had not dissipated at all. He knew very well that Luo Yan's invitation was definitely not a good thing, but Ji Wuye really needed to consider the future.
Mo Ya stood up and walked out of the house, showing off her beautiful figure in a tight black dress.
He was still as slutty as ever.
……
At night, Yangcheng.
Luo Yan stood at the window wearing a long robe, looking at the news from Daliang facing the moonlight, and fell into deep thought. He couldn't understand what Long Yang Jun was going to do. This guy has been staying at home since he was dismissed from his post by Wei Zeng, the King of Wei. During this period, there was no one except meeting Wei Lingshu, the sixth prince of Wei.
If Luo Yan hadn't known that Wei Lingshu was a good woman, he almost thought...but it seemed that it was not impossible.
He shook his head slightly.
Luo Yan straightened his thinking. In the past few days, Wei Zeng issued several edicts, hoping to restore Longyang Jun’s official position and continue to serve Wei, but Longyang Jun refused.
It’s impossible that the old lover has no thoughts about Wei after he dies, right?
Luo Yan couldn't help but mutter.
After a moment, Luo Yan put this idea behind his mind.
The rumor has already started, and it is impossible to stop it. With his understanding of Mei Sanniang, she will definitely not swallow her anger. This woman has an extremely hot temper in the original work. This is still her temper after ten years, let alone now.
Young people, especially those who practice martial arts, have no tempers that are not popular.
Just like Luo Yan, he is also quite angry.
Luo Yan also investigated a lot about Mei Sanniang. The general who was killed by King Wei and Wei Yong was Mei Sanniang's adoptive father.
Can Mei Sanniang resist this kind of hatred for killing her father?
Although the murderer died, Wei State is still in Ah. How can we not do anything about it?
What's more, this is just Luo Yan's first step, and the next step is the key. Long Yangjun should not be able to react in this step. As long as he can't react, he will definitely not be able to withstand after the incident.
Time is running out, I hope Ji Wuye can be smarter~
Luo Yan calculated the day and couldn't help but mutter in his heart, then crushed the letter and looked at the stars in the sky. For a moment, his mood also drifted far away.
I for some reason miss Xinzheng's sister-in-law, Zinn and others.
what's on your mind?
Dasiming appeared beside Luo Yan at some point, opened his thin lips and asked lightly, because Luo Yan was so fascinated that she was a little curious.
Luo Yan glanced at Da Siming under the moonlight. At this moment, Da Siming was wrapped in a piece of silk like a bathrobe, covering her body, revealing a charming greasy texture. Her delicate collarbone and fragrant shoulders were blushed, and her slightly damp hair was casually draped behind her. It was obvious that she had just finished taking a shower.
He supported his waist with one hand, like a model, highlighting his proud and tall figure.
She didn't mind being watched by Luo Yan. She took it seriously as she got used to it. Now there is something that Luo Yan hasn't seen before.
Secondly, after a day of trouble, Dasiming was not afraid of Luo Yan coming again, and became numb.
You should not be interested in the news from Wei State.
Luo Yan smiled, reached out to hug Da Siming's waist, hugged her and leaned against the windowsill, smelled the fragrance of Da Siming's body, and played with Da Siming's scarlet palm. He was indeed quite interested in Da Siming's hands.
There are several types of Yin and Yang techniques in the Yin and Yang family, and the Yin and Yang combined hand seal practiced by Dasiming is one of them.
Wei State?
Dasiming's heart moved slightly and stopped asking. These things really had nothing to do with her, but her cool and beautiful eyes stared at Luo Yan and said sarcastically: Why don't you continue to write a few letters to send them to you in Korea?This time it's very close.
With the distance from Yangcheng to the royal capital Xinzheng, if you rush it quickly, it will be enough to reach it in half a day.
If you use light skills to rush on the road, the speed will be faster.
Why, jealous?
Luo Yan raised his brow, reached out to pinch Da Siming's delicate chin, and joked.
I'm not interested.
Dasiming sneered, disdained to answer Luo Yan's question, reached out to open Luo Yan's hand, raised his chin slightly, and the royal sister was full of aura.
Jealous?
This problem does not exist in Dasiming at all.
I've output so much.
Luo Yan expressed doubts about the word "love over time". Some women are ungrateful and cannot be fed, so it is difficult to deal with it.
I thought you had fallen in love with me.
Luo Yan used his arms slightly, hugged Da Siming's waist tightly, and chuckled.
Holding Da Siming's weak and boneless waist, his palms became a little restless.
Dasiming reached out to hold Luo Yan's dog paws, stared at Luo Yan with beautiful eyes coldly, and asked without answering: Do you think it is possible?
Do you know what I like about you?
……
Dasiming frowned and refused to answer. She felt that there was a trap, especially for such a topic. No matter how you answer it, it was wrong.
This is an experience that Da Siming has lost too many times.
Luo Yan reached out and gently stroked Da Siming's cheek, and his thumb slipped across her lips. He didn't need her to answer, so he whispered in his ear: Your mouth is very hard.
Da Siming suddenly tense all over his body and felt uncomfortable all over.
But the body is very honest ~
Another sentence sounded in my ears, and Da Siming felt a mess in his heart.
Haha~
Luo Yan looked at Da Siming's restrained expression and couldn't help but laugh happily.
Dasi Ming is really interesting.
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