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Chapter 163: In the middle of the night, I shed tears at the moon (3)
I saw Zhan Beilie lying on the ground with his teeth bared, blood dripping from his back, his eagle eyes looked at her pitifully, and he hummed coquettishly.

She rolled her eyes and gently turned Zhan Beilie over. A few sharp wood chips on her back all pierced into the flesh, and the blood was so shocking.

Leng Xia knew that it was really not the right time to laugh, but she couldn't help it. In Zhan Beilie's mournful eyes, the silver bell-like laughter floated gently, and even Zhan Beilie couldn't help laughing.

If anyone knew that the Great Qin God of War smashed through the beds of other villagers because of his dissatisfaction with his desires, he would laugh his ass off.

She took out the medicine for golden sores, picked out the wooden thorns all over Zhan Beilie's back, and spread it evenly on the wound bit by bit. The small wounds spread all over his back, and several large wounds were combined, making Leng Xia He frowned involuntarily.

Zhan Beilie naturally seized this opportunity that made her feel distressed, and hummed exaggeratedly to win more and more sympathy from Leng Xia.

Although Leng Xia knew that this person was definitely acting, he did as he wished. After rolling his eyes a few times, his hands became a little lighter, and the Zhile Zhan Beilie squinted his eyes secretly Grin corner.

The medicine is ready, the bed is falling apart, and in the middle of the night, the other villagers are already asleep, and the only two who haven't slept are busy making love again...

How to sleep in the second half of the night is a problem.

In the end, it was Zhan Beilie who moved two chairs, and then spread a thick quilt on them to make a crude cot for Leng Xia. Leng Xia slept on it and tried it, and everything was fine except it was a little small.

She looked up at Zhan Beilie, Zhan Beilie grabbed her hand and gave her a "paji" kiss, walked outside, and said as she walked, "I'll go find Zhong Cang."

Leng Xia raised her eyebrows shallowly, she stopped caring about him, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.

Zhan Beilie went out, exhaled forcefully, stood in the yard and looked at the fences, vines, farm tools, small sheds, and a few chickens in the yard, and couldn't help but think again of the seclusion that he told Leng Xia in the evening.

Every day he grows vegetables, the lioness raises chickens, and sits in the yard basking in the sun, enjoying the breeze, playing chess, and reading books when he is free.

The courtyard was full of little Leng Xia running around happily, jumping on him one by one with short legs, looking up at the same face as Leng Xia, calling him Daddy...

Zhan Beilie grinned happily.

Suddenly, a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows were twisted into a ball fiercely. I'm still a little Leng Xia, and I can't even round my house now!

In his heart, he beat the person who tattooed Leng Xia several times again, wishing he could pinch that person's neck and ask loudly: "What exactly do I owe you?"

After digging out the [-]th generation ancestral grave of that man, cutting his hands and feet, digging out his eyes, whipping his corpse, and dismembering his corpse, Zhan Beilie finally felt at ease, and walked slowly in the yard.

at this time.

The endless and tireless moaning from the neighbor next door came out again...

In the middle of the night, the Daqin God of War stood alone in the middle of the courtyard, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the crescent moon in the sky. The autumn wind blew up his clothes and robes. On his handsome face, A pair of faint green eyes were crying towards the moon.

Early the next morning, just as Leng Xia woke up, Zhan Beilie pushed the door open and came in. He still had a green face, with two big dark circles under his eagle eyes.

After packing up his things and preparing to leave, Zhong Cang went to send another piece of silver to the owner of the house to pay for the damaged bed.

He also had two obvious dark circles under his eyes today, and in the middle of his sleep last night, the prince kicked open the door of his room, and sat at the table without doing anything, just staring at him.

Those eyes shone brightly in the darkness, which made his hairs stand on end in fright, and his skin got goosebumps.

Then he got up automatically and consciously, under Zhan Beilie's satisfied gaze of "children can be taught", he went to bully Lightning in the next room.

Zhong Cang handed the money to the village woman, explained the reason for the compensation, and asked the village woman to prepare some dry food.

The village woman accepted it politely, and sighed in her heart, how intense it must be, to break the bed!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but secretly glanced at Zhan Beilie from the corner of my eye, and then turned to look at Leng Xia, this fairy-like girl looked thin and weak, I didn't expect it to be so strong, the bed collapsed last night Yes, this early morning looks very refreshing.

On the contrary, it was that proud and tall man, look at that ugly face, green and black for a while, how tired he is!

Amid Zhan Beilie's "creaking" grinding of teeth and Leng Xia's uncontrollable chuckle, the villagers sent them out of the village in a simple and enthusiastic manner, waving politely to come back next time.

Except for the two brothers Mutian and Muyang, the others set off on the road again.

Daqin, Duozhou.

Leng Xia lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the vicissitudes of the city wall of Duozhou. It was obviously old and mottled. There was a quaint brown wooden plaque hanging above it, with the words "Duozhou" written on it.

Duozhou is about a ten-day journey from Chang'an. Although it is not as rich as Kyoto, it is a relatively large town in Daqin, and it can be regarded as lively and prosperous.

It was already noon, and it was time for meals, which was the busiest time of the day.

There was an endless stream of people on the street, many of them pointed at the carriage, whispering to each other and guessing who the big man was sitting inside.

At this moment, a burst of festive music blew the trumpet, and the people on the street gave way to both sides, poised their heads to look at the wedding sedan coming from a distance, and discussed in one go.

One person poked the people around him with his head, and sighed: "Master Zhou's son married a wife today!"

The other person nodded and said in a low voice: "That's right, I married the daughter of a rice merchant in Xicheng. I didn't agree with it at the beginning. I despise merchants and philistines, so I don't deserve their family."

"Shh..." The man in front turned his head and waved his hands at the two of them, persuading them, "How dare we criticize the official affairs, do you want to kill yourself?"

"We talked so quietly, who knows, besides, it's a festive thing, there's nothing that can't be said." No.1 muttered a few words, said that there was nothing that couldn't be said, but it was really closed Mouth, dare not say any more.

(End of this chapter)