Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 68: God of War Chasing Wife (1)
Sensing her gaze, Zhan Beilie's heart pounded, and he resolutely carried out Zhong Cang's proposal: broad mind and strong arms...

The epee in his hand danced more and more vigorously. In the blink of an eye, there were several changes, and the shadow of the sword flickering with cold light intertwined and criss-crossed in the air, like a silver snake dancing wildly.

He performed a set of sword moves that he thought was the most handsome among all the sword moves. He twirled and moved in the air, the sword light and the waves galloped, showing his strong figure to the fullest, and finally after a 720-degree roundabout step in the air, he landed and stopped .

Zhan Beilie stood calmly in the hunting wind, his black robe fluttering and billowing, his figure was tall and straight with a solemn expression, the tip of his sword pointed directly at the sky, his domineering aura of indomitable spirit was fully displayed!
perfect!

Left view, right view, top view, 360-degree flawless performance!

With a hook on the corner of his lips, Zhan Beilie turned his head in a cool manner, and turned towards Leng Xia's direction, showing a very charming expression, and his voice was hoarse and fatally seductive: "What a coincidence!"

The moment the words fell, the charming expression froze on his face, and the handsome face showed a few cracks in an instant, and it was completely dark...

I saw that there was no Yiren figure on that empty path, only the countless flower petals shot down by the swaying sword energy just now, dancing in the sky.

On the empty and silent lawn, the Daqin God of War secretly gritted his teeth.

After breakfast, Leng Xia took Feng Chi for a walk in the palace.

From a distance, I could see a long procession coming towards this side. Zhan Beilie led the way, followed by Zhong Cang, Mutian Muyang, and a dozen guards from the palace.

Seeing Leng Xia, Mutian Muyang winked, Zhong Cang secretly clenched his fists, and finally he didn't have to walk around the house under the sun...

Zhan Beilie looked around pretendingly, his expression was as serious as inspecting a military camp, pointing to a garden in the distance and shouting: "There, we must strengthen our defenses!"

Secretly, he kept winking: How far is it?
"Yes!" The subordinates shouted loudly behind him, and returned an encouraging wink, almost throwing the eyeballs out: just ahead, thirty steps, twenty-five steps, twenty steps...

arrive!

Zhan Beilie turned his head suddenly, and when his eyes fell on her, he put on a look of surprise, tried his best to suppress the excitement in his voice, and said, "What a coincidence."

Leng Xia curled her lips, folded her arms around her chest, and asked leisurely: "What is Lord Lie doing?"

Zhan Beilie coughed lightly: "Inspecting the palace, assassins are rampant these days..."

Seeing Leng Xia's playful smile, Zhan Beilie couldn't continue speaking, coughed again, and led a group of his men past Leng Xia, walking forward with a dark face and stiff.

The subordinates behind were weeping silently, "My lord, don't you feel it's a loss for us to just say a few words for the whole morning?"
Leng Xia couldn't help but marvel at the wonder of fate. After half a day, I went out and met Zhan Beilie who was looking up under the tree, ran and met Zhan Beilie who practiced swords in the morning, met Zhan Beilie who was looking for information in the library, and took a walk after dinner. When she met Zhan Beilie who was inspecting the palace, even in her bedroom, she was so lucky to see Zhan Beilie who came to deliver medicine...

At this moment, Leng Xia stood in a corner of Qing Huan Yuan, took a deep breath, and asked, "What a coincidence?"

The Daqin God of War on the opposite side grinned without any embarrassment: "We really have a good understanding."

"Hmm." Leng Xia nodded, with a smile flashing across her eyes, she said, "I don't know if it will be the same in the future."

Zhan Beilie's eagle eyes immediately shone brightly, his face was solemn, and he said firmly, "That's natural!"

Leng Xia took a deep breath again, turned her feet and walked in another direction, Zhan Beilie hurriedly followed, but he couldn't let you run away, and said loudly: "It's really destined! This king is going there..."

Halfway through the words, Daqin God of War suddenly choked, and swallowed his unspoken words with a "gudong", and saw Leng Xia walking to a small room, turning her head and smiling slightly, that smile was as warm as it could be.

Then he pushed open the wooden door and walked in leisurely, and shut the door hard with a "pop!", the wooden door and the corners of Zhan Beilie's mouth trembled at the same time.

I saw that on the trembling small wooden door, there were two large characters carved with iron and silver hooks: toilet.

Standing in a daze in the gale wind of Zhanbei, listening to the crashing sound inside, he recalled Mutian's simple and honest smile yesterday.

"This woman believes in fate the most!"

PART2, failed.

The next day.

Zhou Fu stopped Leng Xia who was about to go out at a trot, his chubby face was covered with profuse sweat, he respectfully saluted, and said anxiously: "Princess, my lord, please go to the study."

That person, yesterday was enough to not know the so-called, but this morning he didn't know what was going on, Leng Xia raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Fu wiped the sweat off his face, remembered the solemn entrustment of the prince just now, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and said: "It should be an extremely important matter, I don't know, but seeing the prince's face, I'm very nervous!"

Afraid that the strength was not enough, he clenched his fist violently and repeated: "I'm really nervous!"

Seeing him like this, Leng Xia shook her head helplessly, and walked all the way to the study.

In the shade of the trees, Mu Yang looked at the figure approaching in the distance, his eyes lit up, he was very excited, here we come!

Mu Tian stomped towards the study, and quickly got the prince ready!
When Leng Xia stepped into the study, Zhan Beilie was sitting in front of the table, holding a wolf hair in his hand and concentrating on instructing military affairs brochures, his expression was serious and focused, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he said without looking at her, "Sit."

Leng Xia raised her eyebrows and curled her lips in a funny way, is she going to do the opposite?
After a cup of tea, she stroked her forehead helplessly, looked at Zhan Beilie in front of him who was concentrating on instructing military affairs, took a deep breath, and suppressed the evil fire in her heart.

Ask Zhou Fu to call him, enter the study room without saying a word, just bury his head behind the desk and criticize the papers?

Leng Xia finally couldn't take it anymore and got up to leave, but Zhan Beilie stood up suddenly, realized his gaffe, coughed, and said, "Sit down!"

(End of this chapter)