Sanping lowered his head, and the prince's yard may not be a good place. Anyone with good looks and talent were sold.

Now Dong'er and Xia'er are still serving in the outer room. None of these two looks better than me, and she has more relationships with the eldest lady.

But when I really arrived at the prince's yard, the relationship between the eldest lady may not be useful, so it is far less than that of outsiders: "Godmother, I want..."

"you say."

Sanping thought for a long time, but he didn't dare to mention it to the eldest lady. It was hard to guarantee that the eldest lady would not think that she would peek at the prince's yard and was thinking a lot: "I don't want to go to the front yard as my aunt..."

Madam Wei looked at Sanping.

Sanping was a little nervous. She didn't want to serve the prince. Even if she looked down on herself, she wouldn't be so arrogant that she felt that following the prince was wronged.

But the prince's backyard - and she has been with her wife for many years, the prince has seen her countless times, and the prince has no affection for her that is beyond the master and servant, she can tell at a glance.

If she was placed in the backyard, she would doubt whether it would be possible to see him again in this life and whether it was possible to come out of the prince's backyard. It would be better to take a gamble, at least you could see the prince and slowly understand the prince. Then, the prince might be able to take the house on his own initiative. If not... After the prince's wife came in, she could also ask for a marriage outside.

She didn't want to wait hopelessly and spend her whole life: "Mom, I'm not afraid of suffering, but I'm afraid of being in the dark without hope." Sanping said and tears fell.

Madam Wei sighed. She understood that it would be better to be with the prince, but the prince was not easy to be with. If the favor was not on her and she had no children, it would be better to find someone to marry: "Mom, I will find a way for you." She must not mention it herself.

"Thank you, mom." Sanping looked at her godmother who was angry with her and burst into tears and laughed.

"You, you, stupid-" Auntie at least has someone to serve you in this life, and you have no worries about food and clothing. Alas, how can they be as their servants as they wish? This girl is unwilling to give up.

...

The warm spring is full of green, the green mountains outside the city are stacked and surrounded by white water, and there are more people going out for a trip in the suburbs.

In the Duke of the Fuguo Mansion.

Yan shook her head and asked nothing from Xiaohe: "Miss Second is in good health. Recently, Xiaohe often said that the eldest lady gave the prince three-level room to the prince." The question of the head and face was not asked.

"Sanping..." Liu Xuefei suddenly felt a little upset. She had the impression that she was a very neat maid who could do things! She was pretty good. Why did she give the maid she used around her to her son when she was about to get married? Is it Xuan Jian requested or her mother-in-law...

Liu Xuefei suddenly felt a little uneasy, and immediately made her feel ashamed of herself. She was so worried about gains and losses that she didn't look like herself, and she was always so uneasy that she was thinking about it.

Liu Xuefei sat down and calmed down. This was not the first time the eldest lady put someone in Xuan Jian’s room. Why did she react so much this time?

"Miss?"

"It's okay." Liu Xuefei took a deep breath and looked out the window. She could do nothing now, and would talk about everything after getting married.

The eagles attacked the camp outside the city, and the evil aura was fluttering in the strong wind in the lonely weeds. Horses neighed, and arrows flew through the air and murderous aura burst into the sound of murderous aura.

The dry dust rose in the horses, and the military uniform on Xiang Xinci was raised at a speed.

Xiang Xinci's face was so rare that she blackened her face, drew her thick eyebrows, dressed herself up as a real servant, and followed Mingxiluo on the territory of the Eagle Shooting.

The surrounding peaks and valleys were filled with ancient trees and sky. The chains of eagle attacks quickly led people out. Soldiers shuttled among the trees, on the flat ground, and figures appeared and disappeared quickly like lightning.

Mingxiluo explained a few words to the people around him and quickly stopped his horse and left.

Xiang Xinci looked at his back, and in such an atmosphere, he couldn't help but look solemn. The person who usually is gentle and gentle, picks up his pen and plays the piano seems to have changed his appearance on this land, strange and familiar.

She rarely saw him in the army. When he returned from the first expedition, the two had a very unhappy relationship. When he returned from the second expedition, the two broke up directly. He stayed in the military camp for a long time, and she was in the back house and had few intersections.

Xiang Xinci looked at him and felt that his appearance of fighting outside should be more attractive and charming, otherwise why would so many people pounce on him later?

Today is the day when Eagle Strike graduates, and he is going to participate in the acceptance. She rarely sees him looking right away without stopping. Maybe he doesn't mind how much she knows.

Xiang Xinci looked at him joining him and suddenly thought of the scene after he kicked open the door in the blur that day, and how he looked when he ran towards her...

Xiang Xinci put one hand on the wooden railing next to him. In this real-life murder field, when the power in Ming Xiluo's hands gradually accumulates, the fortune of the Holy Dynasty has actually changed. The bandits on the border and the corruption inside will shine in his hands. The sluggishness of the present is the past, and all parties are merciless. He will stand here forever and protect the country for another half a century.

Xiang Xinci looked at the eagle hovering on Qianren, and for the first time he felt his feelings for his family and country, and felt that the real world of the world on this land was endless.

Mingxiluo jumped out of nowhere, stopped beside her, and looked at her with a calm expression: What are she thinking?

"grown ups--"

Mingxi Lore left.

Xiang Xinci looked at him, from the border, the swamps, lakes and seas, and he was always worthy of pursuit.

The cold evening breeze blew away the anxiety of the day, and Xiang Xinci walked quietly on the mountain road.

Mingxiluo led the horse and followed her, looking at her greedily for a moment. When she looked back, she calmly moved away, without a sound: "Miss Seven, do you want to get on the horse?" She was in poor health.

Xiang Xinci looked away and looked at the sun falling not far away, dyeing the forest orange. The howling beasts around him made the rarely visited peak more empty and shocking.

Xiang Xinci walked slowly,

Mingxiluo did not wait for her to speak, silently comforted the horse that was about to gallop, and also calmed down his eyes. They hadn't seen it for a long time. His sense of strangeness and uncertain self-esteem made him not want to be looked down upon.

In the past two months, she hasn't looked for him. He is like a forgotten and unworthy marriage. Except for the things she received by chance... Perhaps those things were not prepared by her, and the value of being held in her hands is gone.

Xiang Xinci pulled down her long and messy hair.

When Mingxiluo saw that her hair was only hanging down to her waist, her complaints instantly dissipated.

She was in poor health, and he was busy, so it was reasonable to see him... And last time, it was indeed his eyes that he looked away first, and it was reasonable to hit him, not to mention that he had not seen her like this in the past three months, so he didn't want to waste his time on his self-esteem: "The mountain road is still long, get on the horse." You have been standing for a day.

"Let's go..." She looked back at him and looked at the mountain road ahead.

Mingxiluo held the reins and loosened her. She seemed...

Xiang Xinci stopped and looked back at him: Hurry up.

Mingxiluo subconsciously took a few steps faster.

Xiang Xinci saw the deep calluses on his hand. Is he tired? He stretched out his hand and held his wide palm that was hanging beside him. The rough palm surface had thick cocoons.

Mingxiluo held her without hesitation, completely wrapped her hand in her palm, and used the lines on her hands to rub her softness impatiently and repeatedly.

Xiang Xinci was allowed to hold him, and under the afterglow, he enjoyed the self-esteem that he could not let go and the self-repression of compromise that he could not rush out.

Xiang Xinci looked at the narrow mountain road and suddenly felt that for a moment, something bad in her heart would slowly simmer... "Um..."

Xiang Xinci felt dizzy, and she had already pressed her down on the slump platform and kissed her regardless of the situation.

The people behind stopped and retreated to the back.

Ming Xiluo kissed anxiously and overbearingly. He didn't want to wait, nor did he want to guess what she was thinking, what it meant, and how to deal with his relationship in the future!

He only knew that he wanted to do this now! If he didn't do this, he didn't know what he would do! She was right in front of him, and she was by his side! He wanted to take her - but all his thoughts! She couldn't see at all!

Mingxiluo firmly fixed her, feeling her weak struggle and pressing over with force.

Xiang Xinci breathed a little fast, as if he was thrown into the surging wave, a little bit... scared, and a little bit excited... this feeling...

The door on Dongwen Street opened and closed.

Ming Xiluo kissed her ears, and his hoarse voice was filled with a cold and unconcealed voice: "Does it still hurt..." It seemed that the blood was still on her skin, making him restless.

Xiang Xinci was humming, like a weak creature tempting his power, furious: "...well..."

Mingxiluo's eyes instantly turned anxious, grabbed her thin shoulders, and her dresses scattered one by one... ()

()At some time, the heart of the neck is as kind as a ray of light, breaking through the clouds' rays of light... The beauty is so thrilling.

Mincilo could hardly resist trying to swallow her.

Xiang Xinci gently took his head away in a calm state, preventing him from doing anything wrong on the surface, quietly relaxing himself...

Ming Xiluo was confused and dressed for her, and he said something... he wanted to...

Xiang Xinci took his hair out of his clothes and returned to his usual look, leisurely, comfortable and light expression.

The words that Mingxiluo wanted to say around her heart became dirty in her unemotional gaze, not worth mentioning, and tied the ribbon around her waist: What time is she important?

Xiang Xinci looked up: "What's wrong?"

Mingxiluo shook his head, met her eyes for a moment, and looked at her obsessively. It was so beautiful, and it was so beautiful that the creation was so confusing the world. Mingxiluo's fingers couldn't help but stroke her cheek.

Xiang Xinci smiled and held his hand: "It's getting late."

Before Mingxilo could come to his senses from her smile, he suddenly held her arm hard and looked at her calmly, hoping that she would stay.

Xiang Xinci didn't move, just looked at him slowly.

Mingxiluo gave it to him: "I'll give it to you."

Xiang Xinci smiled and leaned on his shoulder, with a gentle and delicate voice: "Okay." As a result, Xiang Xinci just stood up and sat down again, looking at him pitifully, with a faint light in his eyes: "You ask Aunt Qin to carry me out..."

Mingxiluo immediately smiled.

Xiang Xinci pinched him unyieldingly, and you still laughed, but you still laughed.

Mingxiluo suddenly picked her up and rubbed her forehead. At this moment, he was willing to die.

Xiang Xinci lifted the curtain of the car, looked at him reluctantly, and stretched out his hand: "Then I'll leave."

Ming Xiluo had a gentle look and stepped forward to hold her, not mentioning who had to leave, but was silent at this moment when she looked at it, as if in her unique gaze.

"I will miss you..."

Mingxiluo held her hand and laughed, and he definitely didn't think of her as much as he missed her.

The carriage moved, Xiang Xinci took back his hand and waved to him.

Ming Xiluo unconsciously raised his hand for a long time. When he put it down, the whole street was already dark and empty. Something came out in unknown corners. It was an inevitable possessive desire and his selfish desire that could hardly be restrained.

Because of this difference, he exposed his already dirty heart. He hoped that she would always belong to him-
To be continued...