frightfiction Chapter 279
Chapter 279
She thought of the little beauty under the palace wall, her bright eyes were full of spring breeze, she was not pitiful anywhere.She is so innocent and gentle, I am afraid that there is no one in the world who would not like it. If she is lucky enough to marry her back home, it will be like bringing home the most gentle beauty of a pool of clear water in the world, even if she just looks at it. Let people be full of joy.Even as a daughter, she can't feel any hostility towards such a girl. She just wants to bring the best things in the world to her. Seeing her smiling eyebrows and eyes, even if she is around Being in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month is like bathing in the spring breeze.
There's no one in the world who doesn't like...
Therefore, Qu Quan will also like it.
Even if rationality strongly resists this tenderness, at a certain moment, it may be the hair on the temples that is blown by the breeze after an allusion is finished, or it may be the reddish smile of the little princess when she chases after her with a book in her arms, Qu Quan's heart, I also moved a bit...
If that's the case, it's... actually quite normal.
But she just doesn't want to, doesn't want to, doesn't accept...
"No." Qu Quan directly cut off her wild thoughts.
Ling Xueji wakes up like a dream, "Huh?" Before she could be pleasantly surprised, she was swept away by doubts, "Why, why?" Princess Anle...is so perfect, it's no exaggeration for such a girl to be the dream lover of Jinling teenagers.
Qu Quan helped Ling Xueji up, rubbed her numb calf after squatting for a long time, and when he helped her to the bed, Ling Xueji looked up and was almost scared to death by Qu Quan's eyes at the moment.
Her eyes were frighteningly dark at this moment, as if what she was looking at was not the brocade mantle and the jade hook, but the dry bones like mountains and the smoke from barren mounds.
"She is the queen's daughter."
Qu Quan's voice was as cold as an ice cellar, and like her eyes, there was no trace of warmth.
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Wei Yueyan took Ling Qiufan from the front of the formation, and when he was sitting in the carriage, he was still talking to Ling Qiufan about the sword technique danced by Princess Zhaoren just before the formation. Four different things, at that level, he really has the face to advertise everywhere that he has been practicing martial arts since childhood, and he can't leave his fists.Ling Qiufan was listening to her with a smile on his side, he was going to go to war tomorrow, every moment spent by her side today was like a stolen time.
Chapter 150 Six: The Eve of the Expedition
"Hahahahahaha, now I think of Zhaoren's expression when he danced the sword, I want to laugh. Tomorrow, I will go to the battlefield. This joke will last me for several months!"
After Wei Yueyan finished speaking, the carriage suddenly fell silent, only the sound of the coachman driving the horse and the rough sound of wooden wheels rubbing against the streets of Jinling City could be heard.Ling Qiufan didn't say anything at all, just listened quietly, but Wei Yueyan suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became serious.
"General?" Xu Shi was silent for a long time in the carriage, Ling Qiufan turned around and his pair of autumn water eyes were reflected in the bright lights of Jinling City at night, making him even more affectionate.
Wei Yueyan, however, closed her eyes and turned away the beautiful scenery, as if she would sink in if she just glanced at it. The self-control she was always proud of was fragile and vulnerable, she didn't know what she would do things come.
All the way to the general's mansion in silence, the old housekeeper stepped forward to count the precious utensils given by the emperor at the farewell banquet today and the gifts from a group of ministers. Lu Shen hurried back to prepare hot soup for the general and his wife to rest, and Zhan Jin took it. Wei Yueyan's sword was about to be nursed and maintained before the expedition, but Wei Yueyan called to stop him when he was about to leave.
"Jian Sui, be careful."
Zhan Jin nodded, "The general will give instructions every time, and the subordinates know about it."
Wei Yueyan waved his hand, "I'll go to the arsenal to take a final look. We're going to go to war tomorrow, so don't make any mistakes at the last minute. Everyone work hard tonight."
"Yes, General." Zhan Jin clasped his fists in response, and left with his sword in his hand.
Wei Yueyan turned around and told Ling Qiufan, "Go with Lushen first, go to bed early, I will sleep outside tonight so I won't disturb you."
Ling Qiufan nodded, was about to go back to the house but was stopped by Wei Yueyan.
"lady."
"What's wrong? General." Ling Qiufan turned around as he said.
"I... I'll take you back to the house."
Ling Qiufan's heart skipped a beat, but he nodded without saying anything.
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In the armory, Zhan Jin led a row of servants on duty to stand with their heads bowed for training, while Wei Yueyan was furious.
"How many times have I said, be careful of Jiansui! Don't you still know the meaning of this Jiansui after so many years?!" Wei Yueyan wrapped his left arm around his chest and rested his forehead with his right hand, looking extremely angry. Except for the better mood after the flower viewing feast, the rest of the time was not peaceful.No one knows better than her what the nature of this battle to suppress chaos in southern Xinjiang is. It is extremely dangerous for a lieutenant to insert a ghost in it, and southern Xinjiang is where she almost died. However, Jiansui was broken again at this critical point.
Although Wei Yueyan didn't believe in ghosts and gods very much, it was the first time that things went wrong so soon, so people couldn't help thinking about it.
Fortunately, the expedition is going to be tomorrow, if it were Wei Yueyan who was in normal times, he would be able to carry two dead bodies out now.The two servants who were kneeling on the ground already had several obvious scars on their bodies, but they all lowered their heads silently, as if they knew that they had touched their own general's scales this time, and it was not unfair to suffer this time.