Chapter 59

After saying that, he closed his eyes again.

After a while, there was only a loud "bang bang bang" sound, and Leng Xia looked up again. The teacups on the table were all smashed into pieces by Zhan Beilie who was in a hurry, and the hot tea splashed The table and the floor were covered, Daqin God of War's handsome face was as black as pot ashes, and his ruthless eagle-like eyes were staring at the fragments of the cup.

Sensing Leng Xia's gaze, a few strange blushes appeared on his gloomy complexion, and the teapot in his hand made a ping-pong sound.

Leng Xia twitched the corner of her mouth speechlessly, stood up enduring the severe pain in her shoulders, and took two steps. Zhan Beilie, who was concentrating on tinkering with the teapot, frowned, slapped the teapot on the table suddenly, and strode up to her. Without saying a word, he hugged her up.

Being careful not to touch her wound, Zhan Beilie said viciously as he walked, "Who told you to get up!"

Leng Xia was slightly astonished, and looked up, Zhan Beilie had a stern face with no expression on his face, that expression was ferocious and ferocious, which is not enough to describe, but a pair of eagle eyes flashed suspiciously, looking at the sky I looked around in a daze, not looking at myself.

The corners of Leng Xia's lips curled into a funny arc, and she didn't struggle, allowing him to carry her back to the bed.

After Zhan Beilie finally poured a cup of tea and put it in her hand, and turned away without saying a word, Leng Xia turned his gaze to the place where he had been standing when he pulled out the arrow, and the smile on his lips became more and more intense. bigger...

The flat ground there was fully sunken an inch deep, and there were two huge footprints.

Qing Huan Yuan.

The moon is clear and the wind is clear, and the sky is full of broken stars.

One person and eight birds stood in the huge courtyard, staring wide-eyed.

Ever since Zhan Beilie flew the pigeons over one by one, the eight pigeons stayed together and never left. Even the pigeon with Leng Xia's reply flew back automatically after completing the mission. There is no doubt that he has decided to make his home here.

Zhan Beilie's pretty sword-like eyebrows were tightly furrowed and tangled up, the pigeons didn't get lost...

There was a sound of his robes flying, and he quickly recovered his cold expression, coughed lightly, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Wuying quietly landed in front of him, saluted and reported: "Master, the subordinates of the first group of assassins today have found clues. There are no marks on the assassins, but they are wearing thick-soled riding boots. Some assassins have red stains on their feet. Xinjiang specialty red mud."

Thick-soled shoes are the habit of Beiyan people, mainly for keeping out the cold, and thick-soled riding boots are only used by people who travel by horses. Beiyan is famous for its war horses all over the world, and Chijiang belongs to the border between Qin and Yan. The answer is already obvious.

Zhan Beilie's sharp lips curled up slightly, with a sinister sneer in his eyes, he nodded and said, "The two groups in a row are not from the same group, continue to investigate, there is also Deng Jiuzhi who has disappeared for 20 years, I want to know who he is." whereabouts."

After Wuying took the order to leave, he turned around and walked towards Leng Xia's bedroom, the gloom in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a faint smile of satisfaction.

Leng Xia drank the medicine prescribed by the man in Tsing Yi, and the poison on her body was completely cured.

In the afternoon, the old fox Zhan Beiyan also came to Prince Lie's mansion in person, and took his wife back to the palace in the name of condolences to his younger siblings. After all, the target of the assassin's arrow today was Xiao Feng, and it would be dangerous to let her stay outside the palace. Heavy.

Of course there is no suspense in the ending. The thousand-year-old fox Zhan Beiyan coaxed, kidnapped, threatened and lured him with all his tricks, and finally carried away the silly elder sister Xiao Feng who resisted in every possible way. Before leaving, he did not forget to solemnly give Leng Xia a thank you eyes.

Leng Xia nodded in response, both of them knew exactly what he was thanking, for one thing, when Xiao Feng left the palace, she knew it was definitely the result of Zhan Beiyan's laissez-faire, but she didn't expose it.The second one has been taken care of many times in the past month, including the last time the pawnshop hacked the God of Wealth Mo Xuan.Three things today, if Leng Xia hadn't rescued the arrow in time, Xiao Feng and the child in his stomach would probably have lost two lives.

Xiao Feng is her good friend, even if she doesn't have this thank you, she will definitely save her. What she accepts is Zhan Beiyan's thank you as a husband.

At this moment, Leng Xia was leaning on the bed, looking at the huge temporary bed next to her, she couldn't help but sigh slightly.

After Zhan Beilie left in the afternoon, he swaggered back and forth in less than half an hour. By the way, he ordered Zhou Fu to place the bed next to her, and said plausibly, "This king will take care of you!"

There is no doubt about that posture, the absolute righteousness and righteousness, and the final word!
While Zhou Fu was sweating profusely directing the servant to move the bed in, he covered his mouth and secretly laughed, and she rolled her eyes repeatedly.

There was a sound of footsteps, breathing heavily and taking long breaths, with a refreshing bath aroma, Zhan Beilie wore a well-fitting black cotton robe, his flamboyant black hair was scattered behind him slightly with moisture, and the candlelight faded away his usual beauty. The breath of iron and blood in the inside, on the contrary, contained a bit of warmth.

Leng Xia raised her eyebrows, and looked at him with a hint of teasing, which meant: The Great Qin God of War came uninvited, and his thick skin is outrageous.

Zhanbei Lieying stared, and looked back without any embarrassment: The entire Liewang Palace belongs to this king!
He coughed lightly, strode over to Leng Xia's bed, took off his outer robe, and lay down on his back as if unintentionally, where she couldn't see, the corner of his mouth raised a light arc almost undetectably, and then posed As if falling asleep after touching the pillow, he gradually slowed down his breathing...

Leng Xia raised the corners of her lips, a cold light flashed in her phoenix eyes, and kicked over with the force of thunder!
Daqin God of War, who was lying on the bed pretending to be asleep, tensed up, instinctively and subconsciously wanting to fight back, and thinking of her injury for a moment, his knees that were already bent suddenly stopped, and he suffered this aggressive blow forcefully. foot!
With a "bang", Zhan Beilie was kicked off the bed, and the moment he landed, he hit the foot of the bed, grinning and clenched his fists.

He got up with a dark face, stared at Leng Xia viciously, gritted his teeth and said: "This king will try this bed for you whether it is soft or not."

Leng Xia curled her lips, and leisurely raised her phoenix eyes: "Don't worry about it."

The eyes of the two intertwined and refused to give in to each other, and there was a fierce fight in the air. After a while, Zhan Beilie grinned and showed all his eight teeth. On the couch, he said: "Seeing that you are injured, this king will let you."

(End of this chapter)

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