Adore Trick of Beauty

The horse hissed, his hoofs spread out and the horse head ran forward. The white gauze on Nie Wushuang's gauze hat covered his eyes. In his laughter, he could only hold the horse's network tightly. The horse ran out of the camp and ran out. In the gallop, she was filled with hunting wind as soon as she opened her mouth, and she couldn't say anything.

Xiao Fengqing laughed and added a few more whip, Nie Wushuang only felt that the wind was blowing, which made people's eyes open. There was no other way than to grasp the reins.

After finally running for a long time, Xiao Fengqing no longer urged the horse to move forward. Nie Wushuang was able to open his eyes. The horse was slowly moving along a strange mountain road, flying along the road warbler and dancing. There was a hawk near the road. The sound of water from the brook came, and the roadside mountains were full of flowers and colorful, and the spring of April was like a scroll slowly unfolding from both sides, quiet and serene, making people fall into a dream.

Nie Wushuang took off his veil, looked at everything in front of him, and thought he had stepped into a fantasy land.

"Is it beautiful?" He murmured in his ear.

Nie Wushuang stunned for a moment, then turned back and asked, "What's His Highness ..." Before she finished, her red lips brushed gently over Xiao Fengqing's thin lips that were too close.

The man's breath sullen into the nose, and the two were close to hear the breath. She snapped, his amber eyes looked like glass in the spring light. Deep eyes looked at her with a brighter smile than spring light. He's never been so happy and so spirited. Leaving Yingjing's splendid nest, gentle hometown, he finally opened his blade like a peerless sword full of precious stones, reflecting his peerless beauty.

She has never seen Xiao Fengqing like this. The armor on his head added a bit of British spirit to his overly feminine and charming face. The silver armor on his body reflected the light of the sky, and a slight halo appeared. His erect figure was in this halo, like a noble man. Charm is like Shura.

She lowered her eyes and, inadvertently, Hongxia had stained her cheeks. My heart fluttered too much: he just had this ability, which made people hate it, and was as beautiful as a poppy flower.

"What's wrong?" He deliberately approached her cheek, looking at the red glow on her snowy side face.

"Nothing." Nie Wushuang said, raising his head, the shock and shame in his heart had been hidden from the gloomy eyes.

"Is it beautiful?" He asked.

Nie Wushuang glanced at the bright spring, and nodded softly.

"I know you like it!" Xiao Fengqing laughed, got off the horse, and reached out her hand, a little light in her eyes, sparkling like spring: "Come down!"

Nie Wushuang looked at the tall-headed Malaysian under him, slightly hesitant. Xiao Fengqing's warhorse is a good horse selected from a hundred miles. Her coat is black and watery, and she is full of people. If she comes down like this, she will be a little timid.

Xiao Fengqing looked at her with hesitation and was not annoyed, but still held out her hand, waiting stubbornly for her to put his palm on his palm. Nie Wushuang tempted for a long time, finally helplessly put his hand on his hand. With a tight arm, he had hugged her, and his feet fell on the soft grass. Only then did Nie Wushuang feel the numbness of his feet after the gallop, and could not help but fall to the ground. He was supported by his armpit. Turning around in circles, he had already picked her up and walked forward.

"His Royal Highness ..." Nie Wushuang called helplessly.

Xiao Fengqing smiled and looked at her, still walking forward.

"Where is your Highness going?" Nie Wushuang only laughed when he saw that he wasn't talking.

"Take you to a good place." Xiao Fengqing pressed her ears and said with a smile: "It's hard to come out. Don't you play for a while?"

He looked bad as he spoke, like a playful brother next door. Nie Wushuang froze, suddenly remembering that when she was still in the boudoir, every time she got bored by the master's schoolwork, the naughty little brother would always know where to come out, pulling her out secretly to play. She was the time when she was a playful girl. She was afraid and wanted to have fun. Every time she hesitated.

The brother's face suddenly approached her and grinned abruptly: "It's hard to get to the house, don't you play? It's a pity ..."

"Sister, come on!"

"Little girl, this paper kite is going to be disconnected ..."

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The thoughts in the brain flowed secretly, flowing through the bottom of her heart, and her heart was sore and painful that she could not help burying it in his chest. Xiao Fengqing didn't notice her sadness and strode toward the stream. As he walked through the flowers and willows, the sound of the water gradually sounded, and a clear stream finally appeared in front of the two.

The grass is soft and soft by the stream. Xiao Fengqing put down her and took a deep breath: "It's exhausting these days, and finally I can rest."

He said taking off his heavy helmet and squatting by the stream to wash his face from the dust. Nie Wushuang sat on the grass and watched him wash, the heavy armor fell, and her gaze was suddenly drawn by a little blood red behind his shoulder.

"Your Highness is injured?" She asked.

Xiao Fengqing touched his hand, it did not matter, "It's all right, just a little bruise."

Nie Wushuang stepped forward, with a complex look on his face: "Let me see." She helped him take off his shirt, revealing a white coat, and the little redness on the snow coat became more and more enchanting. She cleaned the wound for him, took the medicine bottle he had with him, and dusted it.

Xiao Fengqing sat motionless and allowed her to bandage her wounds.

"You changed." He said suddenly.

Nie Wu's movements in his hands were paused, and then he replied lightly: "His Royal Highness has also changed, not the useless and romantic king of Beijing."

Xiao Fengqing heard the words and sneered softly: "If it is not useless in Beijing, how can it live now?"

There was a pain in Nie Wushuang's heart, and he stopped and sat aside. Xiao Fengqing looked at her with a pale face and smiled: "What's wrong? Well, don't be upset today."

Nie Wushuang looked at the light smile on his face, looked at the sky, and suddenly said irrelevantly, "I will attack Qixia offensive tomorrow, right?"

The smile on Xiao Fengqing Jun's face gradually faded, as if the sun had disappeared from Guanghua, he slowly said, "Are you going to return to Beijing after Qi Xia Guan clears?

Nie Wushuang watched as he held his palm because of bruises during fierce fighting, and he bowed his head clearly and said, "Yes, I am going back to Beijing."

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