My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 101
"Hey!" The exclamation fell, and the person fell on his back. The person was heavy, and the fall was not light. He hugged his ankle and rubbed it, and shouted at the shadow of the tent, "Who!"

The three people walking with him also turned their heads to look at the tent, and then the man with the cinnabar beads at the end of his beard took a few steps forward and looked around.

"Keep your voices down," the man didn't notice anything strange. He turned around and said to the fallen strong man, "Don't be surprised."

The jade-faced young man stepped forward to lift the man up and said with a smile: "Perhaps your kid was so excited that he sprained his legs for a moment. Don't shout anymore. It will delay things. Why don't you go in and stop? When we get back to the camp, brother Let me give you a good look."

"Get out!" The man laughed and scolded, then turned his ankle and muttered, "You shouldn't."

Instead, it was the man with the cinnabar beads on his beard, who frowned and stood slowly forward, staring sharply at the dark and vast sandy land in the distance, staring for a moment.

"Guan Feng, let's go," the jade-faced boy held up his arm, turned around to greet people, and then whispered, "I guess it will be difficult to make any movement tonight. Yanmen has been stagnant for several days, and the guy inside But I’m troubled.”

Rong Xian held Wei Wan's waist, his cold fingertips intertwined with her hand that threw stones, and his calloused fingertips hooked her palm: "The right king will be in charge of the army. The granary is important, but Not necessarily so, the right king will be second only to the left and right virtuous kings."

Wei Wan held Rong Xian's slightly cool fingertips with his backhand, and raised his phoenix eyes in thought, "This is so weird. When Qingtang followed the Linhu caravan into Northern Shu more than a month ago, Wan Muchun was already very famous. , good at dancing, happy..."

"Wan Muchun's oiran dances gracefully, surpassing others outside the Great Wall."

"With his long sleeves and long sleeves, he is the best in the grassland."

"The account books of the time of Sun Qi," Rong Xian's eyes followed those people into the camp, and the tips of his ears twitched slightly, "When Sun Qi was an official, he paid homage to Tian Bu Shi. Although he was in charge of collecting taxes in the Wei area, the only one who could make the decision was Zhongmu. But the women recorded in that account book are not just girls from Weiguo."

"The Sun House has Tibetan silver, but... not enough." Wei Wan just raised his hand to lift the curtain on the side, but Rong Xian grabbed his hand again in an instant, and his phoenix eyes turned back.

He put his white hands in his palms and rubbed them, his thin lips curved beautifully, and the ends of his narrow and upward eyes were smiling, as if he hadn't seen her eyes, and he said calmly: "I'm greedy for this money, but I'm greedy for it." Nowhere to go,”

"Sun Qishi was a cricket raised by Master Zuo. It was very slippery. Li Qin had no reason to catch the fox's tail after smelling it."

"Huh?" The warm and tender flesh on his palm was pulling away, his eyebrows were charming, he lowered his body and rested his chin on her shoulder, "I'm still thinking about it."

Wei Wan stretched his fingertips, his breath was filled with the clear green bamboo air, the back of his head was resting on his shoulder collarbone, slightly on one side, his spotless and red lips were accurately attached to Rong Xian's earlobe, and he opened his lips slowly: "I miss it more,"

Her index finger was raised backwards, hooking his chin: "This one," Fox said.

Wei Wan still hugged the pipa half-hidden his face when he said this, the moonlight made it even more intoxicating.

Rong Xian's long eyelashes were lowered, and the ends of his eyes were raised, as if reflecting Wei Wan's words, snow-white fox ears appeared invisibly. He chuckled lightly, opened his mouth and put the index finger hooked on his chin between his thin lips, and bit it lightly with his white teeth. Grinding.

(End of this chapter)