The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 763 Extra: I sleep with the general

   On the day that General Dingbei returned to Beijing, a sword should have a million divisions, and he would occupy half of the military power of the country with his own strength.

  The ministers were suspicious, wrote to the emperor, and a letter of memorial, advising Su Qingan that he should take back Cen Jiyuan's military power, otherwise the merits will be overshadowed by the master, and there will be endless troubles.

Emperor Zhao was angry, and on the Golden Palace, a dragon robe smashed the medal, the twelve crowns were shocked by white jade, and the voice was cold, resounding through the world: "If there are no millions of soldiers guarding the frontier in Daliang, how can you live and work in peace and contentment for seven years! Who are you going to be cold? heart of?!"

   "It is a fortune of Daliang to get General Dingbei!"

  Su Qingan used only two sentences to stop everyone's suspicion and dissatisfaction.

   And a day later, Cen Jinyuan voluntarily surrendered military power and resigned from the emperor.

  The tiger talisman in Su Qing'an's hand was cold and bloody, and looked at the person opposite in the imperial study: "You know, I believe you."

   It's not me, it's me.

  If there is no Cen Jin far in the world, where would Su Qingan come, who gave up his life to save each other, no doubt of his life and death.

   "You know, I don't care about that." Cen Zhou smiled.

   They are both monarchs and ministers, but also husband and wife.

  The monarch and ministers come first, he can't make Su Qingan embarrassed.

   He promised to guard the country for thousands of miles for her, and it would be his whole life if he stayed close to her. As long as Su Qingan gave an order, he Cen Jin would go to the battlefield thousands of miles away and take his life to kill ghosts and gods for her. As long as she sat on the high hall, there would be no disaster or worry!

   "Then why did you resign?"

"Now Daliang is prosperous and prosperous, and there will be no more wars in ten years." Cen Zhou's eyebrows have the cold determination of the frontier, but the boy is still the moonlight of the boy, his voice is quiet and powerful, "Princess, for seven years in the frontier, I want to go out. have a look."

  Su Qing'an always knew that the district Jian'an couldn't trap him.

   He called her Princess.

   She said yes.

  The spring flowers outside the imperial study poked out the branches, and the sun was warm.

Su Qingan was sitting on the chair, the young man stood in front of her across the desk with a somewhat condescending posture, stepped forward, and after talking about his business, he hugged her presumptively, and through the skin, he could directly touch Lingding's bones. , Ambergris mixed with a hint of herbal bitterness lingered in the breath, vaguely familiar breath, this hug, seven years late.

   "Qingqing." He sighed in a low voice, the ending was a little vague, a thousand words, not good at words, and finally said: "Good times are hard to come by, just like you."

Su Qingan removed the imperial prestige and let him commit the following crimes. Sitting on his lap, he could feel the slender and well-proportioned bones of the young man, poked his fingertips, hard, and his tone softened unconsciously: "Then why seven years Won't you write me a letter?"

   "The frontier is busy."

   "There are quite a few good news."

  Cen Zhou's expression did not change, he attached to her ear, and his voice rolled with a low laugh: "I am afraid that there is no news, so you secretly cry."

"I'm the emperor, so I won't." She took off her jade crown, three thousand blue silk draped behind her, wearing the emperor's black and red dragon robe, the dragon embroidered in Hunan lifelike, with golden light flowing in the sunlight, the scarlet belt girds her waist The limbs are extremely thin, the skin is pale, and the collarbone under the collar is looming. Looking up at him, his eyes are as soft as autumn waves, and the tear mole under the right corner of the eye is like a natural tear stain, showing a breathtaking beauty in the sun.

  Cen Zhou pressed his cold fingertips on the mole at the corner of her eyes and rubbed it carefully: "You are not only the emperor, but also my princess."

   There are more than 3,000 suicide notes filled with surnames.

   He was afraid that he would not come back.

   If the battlefield burns him to ashes and leaves behind bones, the seven years of separation will be enough for her to forget and not to feel sad.

  Su Qingan let out a low voice from her nose, leaned in his arms, quietly enjoying this long-awaited reunion, and said something abruptly while the peach blossoms were falling outside the window.

"I will never forget you."

   Since returning home.

  Cen Zhou took Su Qing'an to ride Ma Jian'an Road, and before he was drunk on the bright moon, he was so romantic and arrogant, he was both a hero in troubled times and a minister of prosperity!

   They are crazy about this long-awaited reunion, and they will do everything to get on the stage together!

  In the mountains and flowing water again, the long pavilion ancient road bid farewell to you.

  The tall figure rides a horse, letting him roam the world in the distance.

  Su Qingan sent them off in a white dress with a fluttering hem: "I can't get out of the capital, so bring a peach blossom and let's go."

   "Su Qing'an." With a clear and clear voice, he leaned over from the horse and placed a kiss on her lips, saying only her surname, "My wife."

   Don't ask where you are going, don't say when you return.

  The day when the wind and rain meet, why fear the separation of life and death in the world?

  Su Qing'an stood there, holding the Kong Hou in his arms, sending a song to you, and then the song ended.

  The slender jade fingers strummed and plucked the twenty-three strings lightly, blending the cold phoenix in front of the twelve gates of Jian'an City.

   Kunshan Jade Broken Phoenix Cries, Hibiscus Weeps and Pandan Laughs.

  The wind blew the girl's white dress.

  Lang Jun in front of him rode a horse and went to the world where he should go.

The    figure has since passed away, and the rest of his life will be sent to the sea.

   "You just let him go?"

   "See you later."

   "Seven years, it's hard to be together, it's not like you." Gu Feibai sighed.

   "A chivalrous man is righteous, and he is worthy of his heart." Su Qingan read these eight words lightly, "That is his world." She said, "How can I trap him because of my own selfish desires."

   She has her imperial power road, he has his rivers and lakes to walk, ideals and aspirations never sunset.

   She loves him, she wants him to be free forever.

   Just like him, he was born and died for her, and he has no regrets for seven years.

  Gu Feibai was stunned for a while, then read: "It's good."

   For them, it was a better ending.

  Why compromise.

   Since there is no avenue to the sky, then a knife!

  …

   Forty-four years of winter, New Year's Eve.

  Royal lights, resplendent.

  After the feast.

   Ruosu is now Su Qing'an's personal female official and will send her back to the palace.

   "I'll be alone for a while, you go out first."

   "Yes, Your Majesty rest early."

Su Qing'an rarely wore a red dress today, which was too bright. She was reading a book under the blue light. In the silent palace, she heard a sound for a while, and sighed helplessly: "Cen Jinyuan, you can respect my palace. The Guards in China? If you climb over the wall like this in the future, I will let Xiao Hui bite you."

   "What should I do, Xiao Hui is reluctant to bite me." The man rushed back from the rivers and lakes, and broke into the emperor's palace, with unruly eyebrows and eyes, and discussed with Su Qingan.

  Su Qingan was angry: "Then I will build the palace wall three feet high!"

   He smiled, walked to Su Qingan, knelt down on one knee and held her soft hand, "Princess, please spare me."

   The snow outside the window covered the vermilion wall.

   He stayed with her for the New Year and said Happy New Year to her.

   The two states in the north, which opened up the territory and expanded the land, were rich and settled as a gift, and presented it to the emperor.

"Happy New Year." Su Qing'an said, with a bright smile on the corners of her eyes and brows, fading away all the deepness and ruthlessness, saying that they are the most ruthless imperial family, but she said, "Forty-five years of eternity, I still love you. "

   She looks like this, only he has seen it.

  The candles in the hall flickered on and off, and a dim yellow light was reflected from the paper window. The little gray was nestled on the ground, his fur was smooth, and he was sleeping soundly.

   (end of this chapter)