In the distance, Tu Yao raised his hand and stopped the people who were following him. He chuckled, shook his head, and retreated far away.

...

"Forget it, Gong Shaochen's dog is obsessed with you. He is seriously injured and wants to pursue you. Will it make you uncomfortable?" The major general in silver armor supported her cheek with one hand, and suddenly placed the other hand gently on her bulging cheek.

The moon is hazy and the stars are shining.

He carried the light on his back, making it impossible for her to see his face clearly.

But even if there is light, so what?

He was wearing a hawk-shaped mask on his face, covering most of his face, and only he could see his fair and delicate chin and his bright red lips pursed into a nearly cold straight line.

She sighed softly: "I don't..."

"I know what my general's Jin Yao said to you." He suddenly spoke again and calmly interrupted her.

Chu Yu paused, a trace of complexity and silence flashed in his big eyes as beautiful as black jade. After a while, he said: "What did you say."

"What can I say?" The man smiled softly, a little cold and rude: "Fuck, he is a man like this general, but his eyes are always not very good. Young man, like many idiots, he misjudged my gender, but when he got older, he looked at the woman he shouldn't have looked at!"

When Chu Yu heard this, his throat tightened. She rarely heard him swearing, but in this rude tone, this man was always gentle and restrained to cold in his behavior.

"Qinsheng..." She wanted to say something, but she felt it was a bit difficult to speak.

She really didn't want to affect the relationship between Jin Yao and him that was not brothers but clearly more profound, and should be treasured.

"Forget it." The man on his body suddenly laughed softly, a little helpless and a little sad.

He lowered his head, buried his face in the side of her neck, and whispered: "That idiot... I have told him to like me, but that confused guy almost looked at me only, but in the end it was for you...tsk... I dared to die without my consent!"

Chu Yu listened to the man on his body and looked at the sky in a daze. Suddenly, he wanted to laugh, but couldn't help but sigh.

His voice was so calm that it was not as cool as a drunk person, but Chu Yu understood so unprecedentedly that the man on him was really drunk.

Only when he is drunk can he be so confused and... unscrupulously express his depression, contradictions and pain about "having the closest lover and losing the closest companion", and even telling him the stupid thing about "brainwashing" Jin Yao.

"Yes, that idiot, it would be great if I like you as much as I do." Chu Yu said very lightly and gently, raising his hand and slowly surrounding the man's waist.

"So, from now on, Qiuzi must not hug you..." Qin Sheng smiled dumbly, unable to hear his emotions.

"So..." Chu Yu raised his hand, raised his face, interrupted him, gently stroked the golden eagle mask on his face: "I think Qiuzi is not Major General, it is actually very charming, right?"

The moonlight slowly emerged from the clouds and gradually illuminated some of the surrounding grasslands.

The man on her body was silently fixed, and the amber eyes under the mask showed a confusing deep golden color in the darkness, and the cold metallic color seemed to have a blurred water light steamed by wine.

"Major General Qiu, what are you looking at?" she asked gently.

"Chu Yu, say it again." He suddenly raised his right hand, and his hand wearing metal armor gently placed it on her left chest, his voice becoming more and more dumb.

The thin summer clothes and thin strapless breasts could not stop the coldness of the metal coming from the armor on his hand.

But she seemed to feel the throbbing and trembling in the cold and his ups and downs.

"I said... Major General Qiu, I like you wearing this beautiful armor. It's manly and manly, so do you want to hug me?" Chu Yu chuckled and gently wrapped his arms around his waist.

No matter what his identity is, all the emotions are affected only for her, love, hate, and even uneasiness are only for her...

When the man heard this, his eyes flashed, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips hard: "Your tail... is so bad that people want to eat your fish raw!"

He kissed the woman under him deeply—

How can such a person who holds, holds, holds, and holds, even if it is dismantled into the stomach, seem to be unable to hold all his soul. How can heal this anxious and almost tormented mood?

Maybe I can only find comfort in her.

His hands wearing metal gloves unscrupulously penetrated directly from his collar.

The cold metal rubbed roughly across the soft and tender place, which made Chu Yu unable to help but get goose bumps all over his body. He moaned, but did not push him away, but raised his hand and hugged his neck, raised his head and kissed the major general on his body, and whispered: "Zifei...Zifei...Qiqizifei."

Her voice almost made the man unable to help it. He raised his hand and pulled it apart almost rudely and added her clothes.

The cold armor kept rubbing through the most sensitive parts of the body and the delicate skin, causing slight pain and coldness to make Chu Yu tremble and hug him tightly. The hardest and cold armor fits so well with the softest woman's body.

Chu Yu closed his eyes lightly, and could still smell the rough smell of the battlefield, which was smoky dust and blood on his armor.

"Qiuzi is not...Major General Qiu..."

"Well, I..." He suddenly lowered his head, kissed her lips hard again through the mask, and said comfortably and silly between her lips: "I love you."

She and he both need this vivid hug and love, and from then on, get drunk, throw away all the secret sorrow, leave the past deep in time, and then continue to move forward through the obstacles.

The sky is dark, the clouds are thin, the wind is gentle, the air has the fragrance of flowers and plants, and the chirping of small summer insects.

The moon will slowly disappear.

The dawn will come too.

...

At dawn, Chu Yu leaned in his arms, and the young general behind him tightly stopped the people in his arms, led the Wu Guards to slowly ride their horses and park on a high hillside to watch the sunrise.

In the distance, the morning light has appeared, and the morning sun is just around the corner, and the red rays of light are stained with the sky.

The brilliant golden light penetrated the clouds and spread all over the grassland. In the blurred light, a sky eagle spread its wings across its heads, flew towards the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

It seemed as if there were many smiling heroic soldiers holding swords and armor, galloping all the way, disappearing into the sunshine in the distance, or the depths of time.

From then on, after years of separation, it never returned, and it only became a glory and legend in history.

…*…*………………

Go to Beijing

On the corridor of the clear and graceful courtyard, a figure hurried forward. The summer wind swept his sleeves, messing up his hair that had always been meticulously tied above his head.

"Hey, sir, please walk slowly!" He followed the servant behind him, chasing the tall and long legs in front of him, obviously making him angry.

"Bang!" The tall figure suddenly fell and hit the pillar of the corridor. Then he let out a "hiss" and slowed down.

The attendant rushed to him and held him: "What's wrong with you? You're so anxious!"

Feng Yi rubbed his knees and couldn't help but laugh: "It's nothing, I just bumped it."

The servant couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at his adult's appearance. He had never seen his gentle and elegant man, who was always in a bookish spirit but calm manner, would show such a smile.

The man's elegant and slender eyebrows and eyes were stretched out, like lotus leaves blooming in June, making people's hearts tremble slightly.

"Sir, you are so beautiful." The attendant couldn't help but blush.

No wonder, the previous female history fights for the Lord, and is demoted by Lord Lu Jinnian. Oh, now there is no Lord Lu in the Censorate. She is also demoted to the border town by His Majesty because of unfavorable affairs. Now she is just a small official from the seventh rank.

It is now the place where Lord Feng replaced her and became a popular celebrity in the Censorate.

"You are not allowed to be so frivolous in front of others." Feng Yi glanced at his servant and said lightly, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

The young servant smiled and said, "Sir, I'm not talking nonsense. You are now a sparse and gentleman. The reputation of the most handsome man in the imperial court and the government knows."

My own adults are simply a dark horse. As a sinner, they have only participated in the selection test from below. Even if they are capable and stand out, they should be an accountant in the army. The career is much more difficult than ordinary officials.

Lord Feng could complete all the errands in less than two years, breaking everyone's prejudice and suspicion towards the criminal ministers, and just reaching the position of a third-rank censor is not something that is luck-free, but that he is really too capable!

Feng Yi paused for a moment, looked at the little servant beside him, and suddenly asked, "Can I see this way now?"

The young servant looked up and down at the man standing in front of him, wearing a dark blue jade-wearing official uniform, and raised his thumbs up: "You can't see it, and no one in the civil and military affairs in the court can see it!"

But Feng Yi was silent for a while and said sarcastically: "Is that right? I'm afraid I'm still not as good as him."

Then he turned around and continued to go out the door.

he?

Which one did you mean by him?

The young servant looked at Feng Yi's sudden calm mood and was a little worried. He wondered if he had said something wrong, but he still came forward to find the topic: "Sir, are you rushing out of the mansion to meet?"

Could it be a girl?

Although my grandfather is a descendant of the criminal, he has also been out of his guilt. Now he is in a great momentum to reach the ninth level of heaven. He is highly appreciated by His Majesty the Emperor. I wonder how many girls are thinking about it.

Even a wealthy family is willing to marry his legitimate daughter.

But the adults seemed to look down on no one, and they always looked cold and cold.

This was the first time that the young servant saw his grandfather like this, even when he came to the palace to meet the saint, his deep grandfather never expected this way. His slender and elegant eyes were filled with a tiny light of expectation.

He said he didn't believe it anymore if he was not going to meet the girl.

Sure enough, Feng Yi stopped for a moment, smiled slightly, but his expression was somewhat complicated: "I want to see my...sister."

"Sister?" The servant was confused. When did his adult have another sister?

Feng Yi ignored him and hurried out, got on a carriage without any marks and hurried to somewhere in the prosperous Beijing. He also secretly changed his carriage during the journey.

After about two quarters of an hour, he heard the sound of the coachman handing over the sign to someone. He forced himself to lift the curtain until the carriage reached down, and Feng Yi calmed down and got off the carriage.

As soon as he got off the car, he heard a familiar teaser coming from nearby: "Oh, isn't this Yi Ge'er's carriage? He drove directly into the world?"

He turned around and looked. Before he could stand firm, he was instantly hugged hard. His chest was squeezed into two groups of women's huge and softness, which made him want to cough: "Cough cough..."

Huo Erniang hugged him vigorously, patted him behind him, and laughed generously: "Oh, Brother Yi, I miss you so much. You don't think we are. Do you know, we almost never see you again? I don't know how thrilling!"

The little servant who followed him blushed and looked at the beautiful Western Region woman with a daze, and couldn't help but think, no wonder her husband ignored all the ladies from all over the court. It turned out that such a heavy Western Region woman was a woman?
To be continued...