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Chapter 917 I'm mean, I'm shameless, but it's all because of you

Yin Sinian was going to fight again, but Chen Yichao shook his hand.

He raised his eyes and chuckled: "You and I are now grasshoppers on a rope. If you hit me, what other benefits can you do besides venting your anger? What's more, even without me, you can't keep Luoyang City."

Yin Sinian was so angry that her face turned red and her neck was thick, and her forehead was trembling with blue veins.

He shook away the Shen Yinhua in anger, turned around with his hands on his back, and walked anxiously in the hall.

He muttered in horror: "It's over...I'm over...I'm over...I'm over..."

Chen Yichao ignored him, brushed his wide sleeves and left the hall casually.

Back in a dilapidated wing room in the village, there was a charming beauty sitting on the bed. The wound on her body had been bandaged and she was casually wearing a large white pear sleeve, and was...

Eat melon seeds.

The sight fell next to it.

The dead soldier who stayed behind sat cross-legged on the floor and peeled melon seeds. The melon seed shells in the corner were piled up into a hill. When the melon seeds and rice in the small plate was about to be full, the beauty would open her mouth and signal the dead soldier to feed her.

Like a lazy cat.

He looked for a moment before stepping into the threshold.

He sat by the bed, scooped up a spoonful of melon seeds from the small plate and fed her: "Does the injuries on his body still hurt?"

Chew slowly and swallow slowly when the cold smoke is cool.

The sweet fragrance of nuts between her lips and teeth gradually restored her vitality.

She mocked: "What's the point of whether it hurts or not? You knew I was hurting at that time, but you still took a heavy hand?"

Chen Yichao lowered his eyebrows and kept his eyes closed, and did not respond.

He ate some melon seeds and rice with the spoon she used.

Han Yanliang tilted his head to look at him: "I often wonder, what is Chen Xiaolangjun's heart made of? Why is it so cold and hard?"

Chen Yichao's face was expressionless.

He chewed the melon seeds, but at this moment he couldn't taste anything.

He put down the porcelain plate, covered Han Yanliang's hand with his big palm, staring at her pale lips: "Even if it is made of stone, it is because of you. Yan Yan, I became like this today, it's all because of you."

His approach, his words, and even his breathing made Han Yanliang feel disgusted.

Han Yanliang turned his head and distanced him: "Get away from me."

"Oh……"

Chen Yichao laughed at himself.

Not only did he refuse to stay away from her, he even put his waist over her waist and pushed her chin to force her to look at him: "Yanyan, in the past, I despised you from a humble background, and even indulged Wei Chuchu to whip you, that's all my fault, I admit it.

"But now, I betrayed the Shen family and my aunt for you. From now on, I will be homeless and I will no longer be the noble son of the famous Shen family. Isn't it enough for me to atone for you? Are you still unwilling to look at me more?

"Yanyan, you scolded me for being cold-hearted, but what about you? Where are you passionate again? I have abandoned the most important thing for you, why do you still not see my goodness?"

The man is affectionate.

The cold smoke is cold but only feels noisy.

She picked up a cup of tea with difficulty and poured it on his face without hesitation.

The tea leaves were covered with sunken tide.

Chen Yichao closed his eyes and raised his sleeves to wipe away the tea and dirt.

When he opened his eyes again, Han Yanliang was already lying inward into the bed.

She said hoarsely: "Get out."

Chen Yichao stared at her slim back, frowned and unable to tell the difference between joy and anger.

After a long time, he pulled up a thin blanket and covered the other party: "Recover well. In two days, I will take you out of Luoyang. I have already decided to retreat. Even if I am no longer the son of the famous Shen family, I can still make a name for myself with my own wisdom. Follow me and I will not let you suffer a grievance."

With the thin blanket, my fingers were placed on Han Yanliang's thin shoulders.

He smelled the unique fragrance of pear blossoms of the beauty, and his fingertips unconsciously went all the way up, unable to help but caress her delicate neck.

Han Yanliang resisted the frivolous anger: "What do you say about loving me? Chen Jianchao. Really loving someone is to give in and fulfill it. You take me up the mountain and tie me to your broken boat. In addition to satisfying your desires, the rest is just to use me as a shield, so that your highness and your brother can't attack you. Chen Jianchao, are you despicable?"

"mean……"

Chen Yichao savored this word.

After a moment, he smiled and leaned into Han Yanliang's ears: "I am despicable, I am shameless, but it's all because of you. Yanyan, you have created me today, and you should be responsible for me."

He kissed Han Yanliang's cheek affectionately.

He admired the beauty's anger, laughed wildly, and turned around and left.

The wing room was locked from outside.

Han Yanliang clenched his fists secretly as he heard the sound of the lock.

...

Under Laojun Mountain.

It was getting late, and the army surrounded the foot of the mountain, and the orange torches rose and fell endlessly.

Generals led by Xiao Yi and Shen Yijue are gathering together to study the topographic map of Laojun Mountain, intending to find an opportunity to attack the mountain.

Nan Baoyi sat in a high chariot, holding her little face and shaking her feet, reminding: "Boss Han is still in Shen Yichao's hands. That guy is infatuated. If we are tough, maybe he will choose to commit suicide with Boss Han, and we will lose more than we can."

Chen Yijue's eyes were dark.

He raised his head and looked at the black-blank Laojun Mountain.

There was a fire in the village on the top of the mountain, and she fell into Ah Di's hands, and I don't know what happened...

After pondering for a moment, he said, "I'll go. It's always a hostage, I'll go and change her back."

Nan Baoyi laughed out loud.

She played with a dogtail grass and joked: "What's the use of Chen Yichao? Can you spend the spring night with him or pass on the family line for him?"

Chen Yijue's face turned darker: "Nan Situ!"

Nan Baoyi stuck out her tongue stubbornly.

She did not participate in their discussion anymore, and took out a piece of spring cake from her arms and ate it.

However, after listening for a quarter of an hour, these big men still couldn't discuss the fact that they were afraid of being afraid of being a mouse.

The second brother came up with several plans, but he was worried that it would alert the snake and threaten Boss Han's safety, so he vetoed it fiercely.

The second brother looked very bad, so he threw down the map and turned around with his hands on his back.

Everyone looked at each other.

Seeing that the situation was in a stalemate, the sound of wheels of a carriage came from afar.

Two light green wind lanterns are from far to near.

When the carriage arrived, a white and slender hand lifted the bamboo curtain.

The husband, sitting upright in the car, had a jeweled bamboo hairpin on his hair bun. Under the faint light, he was dressed like snow, and was sick and romantic.

He glanced at everyone and smiled: "I know you are in trouble, so I came to save the scene."

It's Xiao Sui.

Nan Baoyi was wearing a pergola and looked at Xiao Sui's carriage, followed by infantry and several escorted carriages. The complaints from women came from the carriage, and the beautiful corners of the skirts were exposed from under the bead curtains. They were the noble ladies of Luoyang City.

Her eyes suddenly lit up.

She knew how Xiao Sui planned to attack the mountain!

As if confirming her speculation, Xiao Suisheng Runlang: "The generals who followed Yin Sinian's rebellion had families and clans in Luoyang City. I specially brought their families to reunite their family."

The ladies walked off the carriage one after another, some sobbing in their sleeves, and some cursing:

"The dying letter to the ball is evil and clingy! Don't be loyal to the court, learn to rebel from others! The saint egg that beats the scumbag! Wait for me to go up the mountain and cut his ears!"

Nan Baoyi bent her eyes.

Xiao Sui must have promised the reunion of the family, and asked them to go up the mountain to separate the friendship between their husbands and Yin Sinian.

Once those generals were reluctant to fight again, Yin Sinian would really have nothing.

Laojun Mountain will be destroyed without any attack.

only……

This strategy may not necessarily protect Boss Han.

Yin Sinian and Shen Yichao were desperate and would look at Boss Han’s amulet tighter.

She dropped the dogtail grass, jumped out of the chariot, and patted the dust on the round neck robe: "Second brother, we still have an ace, but it's useless."

Four eyes are opposite.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes: "You mean..."

"Pingling Temple, Xiaochunshen."

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