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Lu Xinlan had already let this man conquer, and rushed forward to hold Long Yinfeng, with an intoxicated smile on his face: "Master, you can come back."

Long Yinfeng gently pushed her away and gave her a displeased glance. Compared to her enthusiastic initiative, Lian Ruoyi was gentle and graceful, and she surpassed her body: "Yeah, you are back." She dare not call him Yun, she knows that her cloud is called Hua Muxi Yue ’s dead man was snatched away, and the cave house was decorated with candles. He did not go to the two new houses, but went to the Yaxu Garden where the woman had lived. The next day she stopped breathing and did n’t call Yun, and called his grandfather. She thought he would have some turmoil in her heart. When she recalled everything they had, the result was: "Let ’s call this king like this." At that moment, she 'S heart was broken, and the pain almost fainted. But she does n’t care, as long as she stays beside him, even if he is called a “grandfather”, he does n’t believe that everything they once had is fake, he and Hua Muxiyue have a past, then she and him The past is even worse. She did not believe that he had forgotten everything, nor did she believe that she would lose to a man who made an ancient story, just because Hua Muxiyue was dead, she was still alive, and she would not be a dead man who could accompany him to share everything in life. .

"Master, we are back." Long Yinfeng smiled when he walked in front of Situ Ling.

Situ nodded at zero and said, "You are all hard. Go into the house and prepare good wine and dishes for you to catch the wind and dust."

A round of silver boats swam in the galaxy, and a little light gleamed softly on the ground.

A group of people walked toward the banquet hall with a cheerful look, and Situ Ling first drank a cup of congratulations and said, "My two good apprentices, congratulate you for breaking through the Tingyan King Xiandi, Gongliang, Chixing three in two months The city is really gratifying, come and give you a drink for the teacher. "

Everyone raised their toasts together, and Long Yinfeng and Feng Qing shared the same voice: "Thank you Master."

While the maid pours wine, Feng Qing smiled and said: "I can't think of our army's current strength like this, and the momentum is even more unstoppable. It easily won the three cities of Tingyan Emperor, which is undoubtedly destined to the absolute overthrow of Tingyan Dynasty. . "

"It's right to say that, Yunyun, you have to take care of yourself and fight back for everything that should belong to you." Situ zeroed on the apprentice's shoulders.

Long Yinfeng put down his glass and arched his hand: "Master rest assured that Tu'er knows what he should do, but this time he won three cities, but our army is also somewhat damaged. I want to choose a day to reward the three armies to encourage morale."

Situ nodded and said: "This idea is very good. It is them who can beat you, and you can't ignore their feelings. Let them willingly surrender to you. This is also the way for the king."

"Master Xie teaches."

"Well, now we have taken the eight cities of Tingyan Emperor in the afternoon, that is to say, half of the rivers and mountains are in your hands now. Military affairs are the most important. Do you think you have to change the general command city to another place?"

Shivering, the wine in the glass spilled lightly along the edge of the glass, Long Yin said: "Master, this matter will be decided after I reward the three armies."

"Yeah, Master." Feng Qing took the words: "Now the soldiers have to rest and adjust interest rates. If you don't think about it carefully, there might be an accident. Let's talk about it later."

Stuart nodded thoughtfully and said, "It is reasonable to say that the matter will be discussed later. Let's eat vegetables quickly and it will be cold."

In a blink of an eye, the seasons change, and today is autumn. Although I saw the maple leaves on the ridge floating down a few times with the wind and gently floating on the lake, the dead leaf fish like to play under the maple leaves.

Yao Wang has been away from home for quite some time. This has happened before, but this time is really too long. Mu Xiyue is worried that he will never return.

Suddenly I felt very scared of someone who was fascinated by Zong Lin.

The scent of the newly blossoming chrysanthemum diffused around along the gentle breeze, and several sand butterflies stayed in the flower branches. Maybe you can see Mu Xiyue is in a happy mood. Cai'er gently rested on her shoulder and screamed cheerfully. Deer didn't know when to put a camellia on the ground and sat down beside Mu Xiyue.

Mu Xiyue smiled softly and said with a long breath: "It's nice to have you by my side. I must be confused. How can I feel that the lost forest is scary." Mu Xiyue suddenly realized that he was holding Deer's head. Relieved.

Several autumn leaves fell into the lake and were recognized as food by dead leaf fish. They chased in groups. The ripples on the lake instantly caused Mu Xiyue to stretch her smile.

The sun suddenly became less dazzling and milder, just because of the autumn in the garden.

Standing in the garden, Song Bo directed the house to change the bonsai: "Be careful, put this pot of chrysanthemum next to the pavilion."

"Arrange the pots of white chrysanthemums in sequence, and the pots of chrysanthemums form a circle, and there are better ..." Song Bo hurriedly commanded, before the sound fell, but heard a female voice.

"Song Bo, what are you busy with?"

Song Bo turned around and saw that Lu Xinlan led the maid Ruyu and came up to her feet, saying: "Master Lan."

Lu Xinlan nodded proudly and responded: "Well--"

Passing by him, leaning over and sniffing the pot of Mo Ju's fragrance.

Song Bo sighed slightly, who made the family a princess, and the master was used to it, and married to the city's main palace as a side concubine, or the master's life, slightly raised his head and thought of Mu Xiyue, secretly: if Mu Xiyue How good a lady should be, she must not be as proud as the woman in front of her.

"Song Bo, what kind of flower is this, so fragrant?" Lu Xinlan reveled in the floral fragrance of Mo Ju and asked aloud.

This is the prince's favorite Moju. If Master Lan is injured, it still has to go. He hurriedly said: "Master, this is Moju, the prince's favorite flower, please be careful."

Glancing at Song Bo, Li Xinlan said: "How come this flower is so small?"

"The master does not know that Mo Ju has not yet arrived this year. This is what Feng Qingfeng told the old slave to arrange in first." Song Bo answered truthfully, praying that the master he could not afford to leave soon.

"Forget it, I'll go find the prince."

Looking at her back, Song Bo was relieved. Looking back at the pot of Moju, she moved it toward the pavilion. He knew that Long Yinfeng didn't love flowers, only because Mu Xiyue once said that a pot of chrysanthemum was planted on the window sill of her house.

Lu Xinlan trot out of the study, rushed to get in, Wang Yang stopped her, and said: "Master Lan, you can't go in now."

"Why?" Lu Xinlan gave Wang Yang a disdainful look, then moved his eyes to look elsewhere, and said, "It's up to you to stop me."

"You--" Then sneered: "Master Lan, you should learn to master Master and stay in your garden."

"You are brazen, do you dare to hit me?" Lu Xinlan said angrily.

If not for Situ Ling's sake, Wang Yang really wanted to slap this savage woman.

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