Fragrance Beauty

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In the quiet room, the candlelight swayed, and An Rujin slowly fiddled with the feather sweep. The wood ash was smoothed, and then the copper powder was gently placed on it, and the powdered powder was shaken gently.

As soon as it was flattened, she gently lifted Tongbian. A heart-shaped incense in the incense burner lay quietly in it. She looked at it for a long time, then lit Xiangbian. The light aroma gradually diffused into the air.

The heart-shaped incense is so beautiful and sad.

She stared at it, wondering if time had passed.

Fragrant mist, she seemed to see that this was her ending. After burning, there is no trace. The scent will drift one day, and one day will forget it.

Ups and downs today, peaks and turns. If it weren't for Jin Cheng, she wouldn't know anything. She can see clearly. She and the child in the womb are not as good as a Na Lanyun.

Even if she is going to die.

Qiu He came quietly, seeing her sadness, could not help but said: "Madam, go back to rest late."

An Rujin said nothing.

Qiu He couldn't help but said, "The mother doesn't care about her own child."

An Rujin trembled, and it took a long time to get up. Qiu He hurried forward to help her.

The night was silent, and the snow in the sky rose again. An Rujin walked slowly by Qiu He. The cold wind blew on, and it was almost cold. It is conceivable that this year was a cold winter.

An Rujin couldn't help but close his cloak, Qiu He suddenly pointed not far away, surprised: "Mother, look ...

An Rujin looked at it for a moment. I saw under the weeping flower door not far away, a pretty figure like a sword did not know how long stood there.

The cold wind seemed small, and the lights in front of it seemed bright. Shine on his determined face. He looked at her for a long time, as if she was the only one in this world.

Ai Ai in the autumn period around me: "Mother, the emperor is here, let's ... would you like to meet."

An Rujin lowered his eyes and said lightly, "No need."

She said, holding up the hood, and Qiuhe slowly walked away.

The long stare behind him.

The snow in the sky grew heavy, and a little white snow in the dark night sky instantly destroyed the world.

...

At this time, thousands of miles away, a deserted mountain was hiding under the heavy night. The mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, all the way to the south, like an ancient python disc between the north and the south.

If someone can stand on the high wall of Wan Jing and look at it, he will see the snow-capped north end, which stretches to the south, and the snow trail will end.

At this moment in the shelter of the mountain wall, a row of dark tents. The tent is supported by thick leather, which not only shields the wind but also the rain. There was a faint flicker of fire in the tent.

There are no less than a thousand of these tents. At this time in the tent was surrounded by a large cowhide gold account. The lights were lit in the large account, and the shadows were lingering.

The cold wind screamed outside, and a huge map of the terrain was hung in the tent, with mountains and rivers and ancient roads like earthworms. The northernmost point is a little vermilion, with a string of names written in slang, and a thick vermilion line from north to south, a little red at the edge of the guide.

There was written the big word "Emperor Capital". And at this point Zhu Dian was surrounded by Yin Hong and went straight towards it.

Before Kan Yutu, an old man in a bearskin coat was staring. He is tall and thin. The vicissitudes of the old face have traces of wind and frost blowing from the wind.

Although this face is old, but suffocated, the curved nose of the eagle makes people feel murderous.

He was the old man who led the assassin to assassinate Xiao Yingyu when the wolves attacked the camp.

He looked for a long time, his eyes were not far from the south a little scarlet. His eyes were filled with inexplicable emotions, ambition, unwillingness, coldness ... and fanaticism.

Once upon a time, his ancestors rode on fierce horses, whistling across the mountain and rushing into the rich land, and then established the largest empire.

But the good times didn't last long. Within half a year, they were driven back to Mobei and continued to live in this bitter cold place. If you have not tasted victory, you do not know the pain of failure.

Without seeing the bustling, I don't know how terrible the wildness is.

Decades passed, and the Tatars who were driven away began to dream of returning year after year. On the south side, there is the most gentle sun, the most fertile farmland, the most silky satin ... and all kinds of The most reluctant rare treasure.

The old man thought, the light in his eyes grew hotter. He snapped the map with a palm of his hand and sneered: "The Han emperor, this time, the old man will not stop taking the Central Plains!"

"The newspaper!" The voice of the commander came from outside, "Qi Guo, he's here."

The old man closed the enthusiasm in his eyes and turned back coldly: "Let him in."

After a while, the account opened, and a man, all wrapped up in a black robe, walked in silently.

The old man narrowed his eyes, pointed to the seat in front of him, and said lightly, "His Royal Highness, please sit down."

The man in black robe slowly unbuttoned his hood, revealing a handsome but extremely gloomy face. He smiled slightly and sat on the felt in front of the old man.

The butter lamp in the account was dim and kept jumping. The light and shadow staggered in the entire account, which made the opposite Xiao Xiaoying's face dim.

He lifted his eyes and looked at the map, with a smile on his face: "Is the Master National Teacher still thinking about how to lay down this river and mountains?"

The old man smiled: "Don't His Highness want this?"

There was a strong irony in Xiao Yingxuan's black eyes: "If you think about it, you can return it to me. Many things in the world need not be so complicated."

The old man chuckled and asked: "What's going on with your Highness?"

Xiao Yingzhang smiled coldly: "Is there anything missing in the solitary arrangement? The news came out unsurprisingly, Xiao Yingzhang took the command of the Arch Guard Division to He Changhe. The Arch Guard Division had no heads, and the nation ’s state-of-the-art disc exploration network was comprehensive. Take back. On the court, there are not many main war ministers, all are watching. "

The old man looked at him with a smile, with admiration in his eyes, "I have to say that His Royal Highness made the old man look at me this time. I heard that the Han emperor is also a passionate, and she guards Lan Fei Na Lanyun who is seriously ill every day and has no intention to govern."

Xiao Yingxuan chuckled: "Na Lanyun is a pawn. She was **** early. She just didn't expect ..."

He seemed to remember the unhappiness and frowned.

The old man Dongruo watched the fire and continued: "Actually, Lan Fei should have died during the autumn hunting? If she died at that time, the Han emperor must have disturbed her and rushed back to the palace. We can take advantage of this opportunity to do so, and we need not be so passive. "

Xiao Ying said nothing, it was an admission of failure.

The look on his face was complex, like love and hate: "Everything is because there are more women, there is one more variable."

"Who?" The old man asked.

"An Rujin." Xiao Yingzheng said word by word.