Ascension

Wen Wen had already searched for the soldier talisman, but after thinking about it several times, he still had no clue. In addition, he had to kill Bai Qingyun, who had the best relationship with him among the killers, before he could really do anything this time, so he was in a panic.

He sat on the horse without holding the rein, holding a white winter jasmine in a daze. Anyway, he had no clue about the whereabouts of the soldier talisman, so he could look for it wherever the horse took him, and he couldn't get out of Huainan.

"Hey, idiot, what kind of flower are you holding?"

As he was walking, he suddenly heard a female voice yelling behind him, it was clear and sweet, which cleared Wen Wen's mind.

He controlled the horse and turned around, and saw that it was a wheat-colored girl in a well-dressed dress, with a machete pinned to her waist, the posture and attire leading the horse, she looked like a veteran of the world.

It is very inconvenient for women to walk in the rivers and lakes. Since ancient times, poor and rich, wealthy families will not easily let their daughters show their faces. Even if there are one or two heroines, most of them are born as ugly as men.Although the woman in front of her is too dark in the eyes of the people nowadays, she has gorgeous features, bright eyes and white teeth, she is really a rare beauty in the wilderness.

Wen Wen likes beauties, and is happy to see them.Too many people died under his hands, and too few beauties met in the rivers and lakes, so he almost immediately left Bai Qingyun behind, grasped the flower branches with two fingers and shook his head: "Flowers are just flowers." , white little flowers."

That woman is also an old Jiang Hu, heard his frivolous words, spat at him, and scolded: "Little white face, I won't stay anymore now, I want to die!"

Wen Wen looked at her interestingly, and his mouth became more and more open: "So you also know that my face is pale, so let's take a closer look and see if it is this gray face or my pale face?"

"Of course it's gray." The woman was not afraid of encountering a rascal, she reached out and pulled out the scimitar from her waist, her beautiful eyes looked Wen Gentle up and down, as if wondering where to cut the knife.

"Hey hey hey, you were the one who seduced me first, what knife are you pulling out now?" Wen Wen was not even afraid of Princess Xiang'an who covered the sky with one hand, but at this moment she was afraid of this big girl who was at most a bit martial arts, while waving her hands again and again, while 12 felt aggrieved and said, "This great immortal is made of this white winter jasmine flower, how can the flower be whiter than the face, it is just ordinary white!"

The woman saw that his face was like a jade crown, and he was dressed in white with a sword on his back. She seemed to be a son of a famous family, and she took the initiative to speak with the intention of friendship. She didn't expect that this man was so rich, but his words were frivolous. She still thought he was so handsome, and stared at him. Eyes shy and annoyed: "Stop talking nonsense!"

In fact, Wen Wen has always regarded himself as romantic but not obscene, and today he is too worried, and deliberately makes a fuss and forgets all troubles.He waved the Bai Yingchun in his hand, and said solemnly: "Girl, don't believe me, Bai Yingchun is rare to see in a hundred years. It is a natural spiritual bone, and it is a hundred times easier to cultivate to become a spirit than ordinary things."

That girl is really young, seeing how serious he is, she couldn't help but chuckle, and said in a tone of showing off her skills: "Then please tell the little girl, what kind of fairy art are you practicing to pass through the capital?" Jingxiufang’s high-quality clothes, riding a Huainan Ryukyu horse that only generals can ride, and the sword around her waist, if Miss Ben reads it right, it’s probably Master Qi’s handicraft. The Immortal is so generous!”

Wen Wen was shocked when he heard that the girl he met on the road had such eyesight.He put down the flower branch, bowed respectfully and said: "It's because Wen has eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai. I don't know if the girl's surname is Sun or Zhou?"

There are not many women in Jianghu, and there are even fewer who are beautiful and well-born enough to be able to see the origin of his belongings, so Wen Wen is so sure.

The woman raised her head slightly, pointed at the scimitar in her hand, and said with a smile: "You are quite smart, I don't know if Wu Yi is as beautiful as a human!"

As soon as the words fell, Wen Wen saw a moon-like knife light approaching him.He subconsciously leaned over to block it, and actually held the scimitar blade with two fingers.

"Miss Sun, your sword skills are not as beautiful as yours." Wen Wen shook his head and smiled.

The woman worked hard several times, but the scimitar didn't move at all, and she knew that she had met a master, but she had a strong family background, so she raised her head and glared at the gentleness immediately, and shouted: "You still don't let go!"

Wen Wen got closer to her, and saw that her small face was slightly red, her narrow shoulders and waist were narrow, the skin on her neck was slightly dark but delicate like silk, her eyes were black and white, she didn't care about her rudeness, she let go of her machete and was kind He smiled and said, "Sorry, sorry, the girl is so beautiful, Wen Mou was greedy for a while, but forgot to let go."

Sun Jiawen heard that his words became more and more shameless, and his martial arts were far better than her own. She was really a little scared, and took a few steps back guardedly, and said, "Who are you?"

"Be gentle here."

Warm and warm air hit Long Yu, and Bo Wanqingyun suddenly closed it.

Changpei's four major killers are Wen Wen, Xi Longyou, Bai Qingyun, and Hu Shou.

Sun Jiawen's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately wanted to run away.But as soon as she moved her shoulder, a three-edged thorn rubbed against her neck and was nailed to the ground.

Wen Wen carefully looked at Sun Jiawen's frightened but still beautiful face, smiled slightly, dropped the white jasmine flower in his hand, and rode over.

More and more Changpei officials were transferred from the capital or directly demoted to prison.

Yan Siyu seldom appears in the Palace of Political Affairs now. Yan Ye's arrogant smile always makes him unable to control himself. He wants to break his limbs, cut off his flesh, smear his whole body with honey, and finally let the ants touch him. eat a little bit.

The emperor father let them "peace with each other", but he used a biased heart to challenge the power, and played the two brothers to death.

"Why did my mother only give birth to two elder brothers, Ben Gong and elder brother? By this time, Ben Gong has no one who can speak." Yan Siyu's female voice was clear and sweet, she had learned the ability to change her voice from an actor, she was pale His small face was slightly stained with sorrow, and his dark eyes rarely showed love and compassion, and he was intently looking at the face of the beautiful woman in palace costume in front of him.

The woman's eyebrows are six points similar to his, but the eyebrows are slightly downturned thick eyebrows, so the whole face becomes docile, and the snow-white skin and pointed chin are more charming and pitiful.

She sat on top of Yan Siyu, listening quietly, her shoulders trembling slightly, her eyes fixed on the ground, afraid of touching the corner of the bright red clothes next to her and offending her "daughter".

He didn't like her looking at him. There was no light in those eyes, as gentle as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.In Yan Siyu's imagination, if Yan Ruhua grows up, she must be a beautiful and capable woman, or like Wen Liang, with a calm face but amazing tenacity in her bones, absolutely different from their mother.

He didn't need her to answer, cowardly words and deeds would damage the beauty of this face that belonged to his imaginary sister.All he wanted was a woman with a face similar to his own.

"However, this is also good. When the sky falls, I will support myself. I am not afraid that a small stone will fall and hit someone."

The imperial concubine shuddered when she heard Yan Siyu laughing, but couldn't help shaking again.

Whenever Yan Siyu was unhappy, she would either look for Wenliang Hu Tianhu to vomit bitterness, or come to her Fengxi Palace to see this face.But there is still a difference, looking for Wenliang is when something is not going well for him but it doesn't hurt the root, and when he comes to find the imperial concubine, he often encounters risks and needs to take a gamble.

These days, he comes too often.

"Why do you love father so much? Because he is handsome and handsome, or because he is brilliant? You love him so much that you don't even want your own children."

Just because Yan Ye is the emperor appointed by his father, this woman actually communicated with Yan Ye behind his back!

Yan Siyu was a bit annoyed and sarcasm at first, thinking of herself and Wen Liang as she spoke, she put away her contemptuous tone and sighed quietly, "Father was originally a bit talented, but he was blind in his later years and picked Yan Ye. Succession. Think about it, why did Ben Gong help his father to win the country, why did he take advantage of him in the end? Even if Ben Gong sees through the world and does not want that chair, how can Yan Ye let Ben Gong, the 'false crown prince'?"

The concubine Tai Gui didn't dare to make a sound at all, like a wooden sculpture, she remained silent, only trembling occasionally to be able to tell that she was a living person.

Yan Siyu smiled, feeling like a village woman who was full of complaints, she obviously spoke out all her troubles, but she just got cold in her heart.Before it was time to take risks, he came to his mother to show weakness to Yan Ye, and secondly... because he didn't dare to say these things to Wen Liang.

Every man has ambitions, Yan Siyu's trust in Wen Liang is based on the fact that she has enough bargaining chips to satisfy him, but now Yan Siyu is counting the chips in her hands, and the only thing that is really worthy is love, Even the gentleness that goes with the situation is gone.

He himself doesn't believe in love, how can he believe that love can hold Wen Liang?If Wen Liang was a woman like the imperial concubine, it would probably be fine, but Wen Liang is a real man, an ambitious man.

He sighed again, he didn't feel it in the past, but now that everyone has run out of the capital, he realizes how rare it is to have someone who can listen to his complaints.Even if they are gentle, alas, even if they are gentle, they can only confide in their hearts when they talk about history books and classics.

"Yesterday, in the early court, the old man sued Zhao Li, Minister of Rites, for occupying the fertile land. A monkey spirit like Zhao Li was sent to the prison on the spot, and he would have to lose half his life when he came out."

The old man is the Taifu, and Zhao Li is one of Chang Pei's thighs.Although Zhao Li was in charge of the Ministry of Rites without oil and water, Chang Pei's subordinates were still among the civil servants in the capital, and he had the highest rank.

Yan Siyu smiled coolly, casually played with the jade pendant on her waist, stroked the word "Xiang An" on it, and said: "Your Majesty is still young, and he is not safe enough to handle things. The old man did not persuade him, but followed him around."

The imperial concubine's eyelids moved, her chin was lifted up cautiously, her eyes were still fixed on the ground.

She is a spy, Yan Ye's spy, and Yan Siyu knew it, so she sighed deliberately: "He must force Bengong to fight him to the death."

He touched the words on the jade pendant, which was given to him by his father, peace, peace, two tigers on one mountain, how can they live in peace?There can only be one person at the top of power, and this person should not be Yan Ye.

"That's right, Wen Liang's departure from Beijing frightened him. He has always been very timid. When Siyu died, he didn't even dare to show his face." Yan Siyu covered her mouth and chuckled, her deep almond eyes were full. Happiness.

The fingers of the imperial concubine on her legs were tightly entangled under the cover of her sleeves, and she suddenly said: "It's been so many years, why do you always expose your scars?"

The death of "Yan Siyu" was a common pain in the hearts of both mother and son. Every time Yan Siyu looked at the face of the grand concubine to stimulate herself, how could it not be a kind of stimulation to the grand concubine?

No mother is willing to harm her child, she doesn't want to see Yan Siyu, and she doesn't want to hear those terrible things.She was terrified of her "daughter".Whenever she thought of her husband taking the throne, the "daughter" thrust two slender fingers into the eye sockets of the former Commander Habayashi, and she couldn't sleep at night, and couldn't help shaking.

—she gave birth to a demon, and now this demon may use that terrible method on her husband's heir!

The author has something to say: Is Wen Wen a pervert?

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