Chapter 422

Tuoba Han was stunned. Looking at the back like rich brocade, he didn't admit defeat. He stepped forward and said, "you are rich brocade."

Rich brocade can't escape. Her appearance has been exposed in the line of sight. Tuoba Han looked at rich brocade and didn't want to recognize her appearance. He was stunned at first, and finally shouted: "rich brocade, you can't not know me!"

Rich brocade trembled all over. Thinking of the last time Tuoba welding sect killed her, she was more and more afraid of Tuoba Han. If she wanted to live, she could not have any intersection with Tuoba Han.

Rich brocade doesn't want to die and wants to continue to serve Su Moyun.

She took a step back and said, "I'm just an ordinary servant. How can he de make the king think of you? I hope the king will forget my servant in the future. It's better to forget it completely."

"No!" Tuoba Han went up and wanted to catch rich brocade's wrist. "How can you talk to me like that? You're rich brocade. What's the matter with you?"

"It's all right..." rich brocade held the zither and hid behind Su Moyun. "The maidservant doesn't deserve and can't let the Lord think about it. Lord, go. Don't look for me."

The day before yesterday, rich brocade saw a sentence in the book that she would never see her again. They were happy.

Now, rich brocade suddenly told Tuoba Han this sentence.

Tuoba Han was stunned as if he had been struck by thunder: "tell me - each has a happy life?"

Tuoba Han doesn't believe that Jinxiu hasn't seen her for only a month. Is she so strange to herself? And let yourself forget him.

After passing Su Moyun, Tuoba Han went up to break the casserole and asked, "you must have something difficult to say, right? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"Nothing, nothing." said rich brocade.

Seeing that Jinxiu's mood was already a little unstable, Su Moyun immediately interrupted Tuoba Han's words: "Tuoba Han, go back and forget Jinxiu. Since Jinxiu said, let you forget her."

"I don't believe it!"

Tuoba Han was as incredible as if he had suffered a major blow.

Su Moyun winked at Beisheng. At the next moment, indeed, Beisheng didn't disappoint her.

Beisheng struck down, and Tuoba Han fainted. At the last moment, he was still shouting: "Jinxiu... You..."

One side of the entourage caught Tuoba Han.

"I will stay in the capital for three months, and I can often come to see you," said Bei Sheng.

Caixia and Jinxiu hurriedly went to make tea for Beisheng.

Beisheng and Su Moyun sat on the stone stool one by one. It was early winter and a little cold.

The capital, it's rare to see snow under the ground, like catkins floating down in mid air.

Su Moyun stretched out his palm to answer, with a smile on his mouth. It was a beautiful time.

Beisheng on one side was suddenly stunned. He was stunned and crazy. He said silently in his heart: yun'er, do you know when I fell in love with you?

The last time in Xijiang, when it snowed, you threw away the oil paper umbrella, stood in the snow, not afraid of the cold, yearned for beauty, put your palm out in the air, and then the white and flawless snow.

And that time, in front of thousands of troops, he led the soldiers and showed courage in the face of danger.

You are gentle and strong, kind and tolerant

"What are you thinking, your highness?" Su Moyun was stunned. He looked at Beisheng and reminded him.

Beisheng quickly returned to his mind and smiled: "it's snowing in the capital. It must be very cold in Xijiang this year. It's bound to be frozen for thousands of miles."

"Well..."

Su Moyun also seemed to think of Xijiang.

This osmanthus tea is the osmanthus picked in autumn. Now it is soaked in a tea cup. Small tender yellow flowers spin on the hot water in an emerald green cup.

Wisps of hot smoke, accompanied by refreshing fragrance, dissipated at the tip of the nose.

The two people sat together like old friends and tasted tea.

This scene is really beautiful. Su Moyun hopes that time will pass so slowly.

"I'm sorry about ling'er. You pay attention to her. I'm afraid she will hurt you and the people around you."

Suddenly, Beisheng couldn't help saying what he had been hiding in his heart.

"Well, good."

No matter what beiling'er does or what Beisheng thinks, Beisheng is willing to favor himself, tell himself what he thinks and let himself guard against his sister.

It's enough anyway

Beisheng is better for himself.

"I have a life and death contract with you. I told her that she won't kill you, because killing you is killing me." Beisheng continued, "no matter what she does, she is always my sister like you. I hope you can bypass her one day for my face."

"OK..." Su Moyun nodded and smiled. She must agree to Beisheng's request.

Because Beisheng saved himself twice and was really like a close relative to himself, Su Moyun had no reason not to agree.

In the distance, tuobajing on one side stood on the rubble and had a panoramic view of all this.

"Also, if you feel tired from your life with tuobajing, you can come to me. I will always help you."

Tuobajing looked serious and focused. The next second, his appearance interrupted the conversation between the two people.

"What a coincidence. Shouldn't the prince be in the Embassy at this time? Why do you have time to come to me and have tea with the king's princess?"

It's his voice. It's him.

Su Moyun turned around.

Yuanchang, behind tuobajing, seemed to smell ten miles of vinegar.

"Seven Lords." Bei Sheng calmly sat down on the stool to drink tea, made a cup of tea himself with the palm wind, and threw it at tuobajing.

But tuobajing just caught the cup of tea without mistake and smiled: "the crown prince has good Kung Fu and good internal power."

Yuanchang and the boy on one side retreated a few steps. This one is the prince and the other is the prince. If they are close, they are afraid of being hurt by mistake.

Beisheng threw him a cup of tea every other space. Tuobajing drank the tea, poured his internal power and suddenly hit him.

If this cup is not blocked, it will break Beisheng's stomach. Fortunately, Beisheng's martial arts are not bad, but he is in charge of the wind.

The cup, suddenly, exploded in the air.

The rest of the osmanthus tea splashed everywhere.

An irregular flower opened on the ground. It's really publicized between the two people!

Su Moyun frowned. Tuobajing seemed to be very angry. She came up and looked at Beisheng and said, "Your Highness, are you hurt and your clothes dirty?"

"Nothing." Beisheng smiled.