When Lu Chengyuan met Song Duan in Aman City, he was not even a little surprised.
Maybe he had thought of this day.
Song Duan didn't deal with him, and it could even be described as hatred.
Lu Chengyuan had seen his murderous intent more than once.
Song Duan was sitting on the railing on the second floor of the inn, one of his legs dangling in the air.
His complexion looked much better than in the capital.
How should I put it, it should be much brighter, no longer gloomy, but those eyes The hatred for him in his eyes only increased.
"Master Lu, I'm on a business trip."
Lu Chengyuan stood at the bottom holding his sword, looking up coldly, "Yes, then you are here to escape."
Song Duan jumped down from the railing, walked forward step by step with a smile on his lips, and said casually: "No, I am also on a business trip."
Lu Chengyuan was silent for a while, "Then I won't disturb you, I'll go up first."
Song Duan kicked a stool next to him, blocking his way forward.
"Master Lu just left like this, why don't you treat me properly?"
he pretended to think, "colleague."
Using the word "colleague" really speaks highly of himself.
Lu Chengyuan turned around, looked at him deeply, and nodded, "Okay."
I want to see what Song Duan wants to do.
This was the first time in many years that the two of them sat at the same table happily, doing as the Romans did.
Song Duan ordered two bottles of wine and several kilograms of beef.
Song Duan filled the wine glass in front of him, deliberately ignoring Lu Chengyuan.
Lu Chengyuan didn't care and filled up the wine himself.
"I wonder if Mr.
Lu can tell me what he is doing here this time?"
Song Duan suddenly asked.
Lu Chengyuan took a sip of wine and said coldly: "Sorry, no comment."
Song Duan looked very regretful, "Ah, originally I thought that Mr.
Lu would talk about it in exchange."
Lu Chengyuan really couldn't understand what Song Duan was trying to do, "I'm not very interested in your affairs."
Song Duan took a bite of beef and looked at him with a smile, "That's not possible.
My matter is closely related to Mr.
Lu.
Besides, I really want to tell Mr.
Lu.
I want to see what Mr.
Lu will do when he finds out. reaction."
Lu Chengyuan met his gaze, "Then tell me, I'm all ears."
Song Duan smiled, very pretty, "My job is to take Mr.
Lu's life."
Lu Chengyuan paused, and then said softly: "Then I'm afraid you can't go back to deliver the business."
"How will you know if you don't try?"
After Song Duan finished speaking, he lifted the table, and the wind from his palm hit Lu Chengyuan.
Lu Chengyuan was forced to take several steps back and drew his sword towards him.
If Song Duan had reservations when the two fought against each other before, then this time Song Duan wanted to kill him.
The furnishings in the inn were in pieces and ruined.
After all, Song Duan was the winner.
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With both sides injured, Song Duan seemed to have fewer injuries.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, squatted down, and looked at the man lying on the ground panting, his eyes as cold as flying in winter.
Snow, as if watching a death Man, he said: "That was a long time ago.
You burned down my sister and her whole family.
I wanted to kill you for so long.
Now that you are really going to die, I am not very happy."
He He smiled and asked: "Do you think people are mean?"
The biggest mistake Lu Chengyuan did was to kill everyone.
Song Duan has not dared to think about his sister for a long time.
In fact, his sister is not a biological child, she was adopted from outside.
This sister is about the same age as him.
She is really good to him and does everything good for him.
Send it here yourself.
Such a good sister was burned alive.
How could he not hate it?
Song Duan stood up and looked at him from above, "I will give you a breath, it depends on your fate, and the grudge between you and me will disappear."
Lu Chengyuan was still rescued.
The waiter at the inn was so frightened at first that he could only hide behind the pillar and watch.
After Song Duan left, he looked at the blood all over the floor before he dared to go out and ask for a doctor.
Lu Chengyuan's whole body ached, so he gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, rested against the door for a while, and then returned to the room on his own.
The candlelight was dimly lit.
Zhao Junhan bowed his head in front of the desk, frowning, looking away from the folding book in his hand, rubbing his slightly sore forehead, and asked: "What time is it?"
Dafu bowed his waist and immediately replied: "It's already a quarter of a hour before I return to the emperor."
Zhao Junhan stood up and said, "Show me at Fengxi Palace."
Dafu understood this, but he still asked, "Your Majesty, can you order someone to prepare it in advance?"
After all, today is different from every other day.
Zhao Junhan glanced at him and said, "No need."
When Zhao Junhan went there, He Ling had already started to have dinner, but he didn't expect him to come over suddenly.
He had been very busy this year.
Although he often came over to have dinner by himself, he would always say hello in advance.
Like today, I came here without saying a word.
He Ling had almost eaten, so he helped him get a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and ate some more with him.
Both of them have become extremely accustomed to each other's presence.
Zhao Junhan obviously had a good appetite tonight.
He ate two large bowls of rice in less time than usual.
Zhao Junhan held her and sat on the couch outside for a while, then went to the desk next to the bed to practice calligraphy for a while.
His handwriting was getting better and better.
He Ling still remembered the first time he saw him writing.
Look, the characters don't have a sharp edge, and they don't look good.
A few years passed in a daze, he became the emperor, and a whole year passed.
He Ling stood behind him and looked at him for a while, then went to take a bath behind the screen.
The weather in June was gradually getting hotter.
Even if he didn't do anything for a day, he still felt sticky and uncomfortable.
He Ling always went to bed early and leaned against the bed with his coat on.
It was just a little strange.
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Why were the sheets and quilt covers changed to red just before dinner?
It looked a little strange.
There was still a burning fire on the head of the bed.
To the red candle.
He Ling shook her head and didn't think much.
She held a book in her hand and read it.
She couldn't fall asleep until then.
Zhao Junhan stepped into the inner room earlier than before.
It seemed that he had already taken a bath, and there was a faint fragrance on his body, which smelled very good.
He took the book away from her hand and said softly: "Stop reading."
He Ling responded, "Ah, please return the book to me."
There's still one thing I haven't finished yet.
He casually placed the book beside the bed, and suddenly his whole body covered her body.
He held the head of the bed with one hand, his dark eyes stared deeply at her, and asked: "Today is your birthday, right?"
Fifteenth birthday.
He Ling nodded, not knowing why he suddenly asked this.
She received the gift early in the morning.
He pursed his lips and smiled, which was very nice, as if he had put down all his defenses and was as relaxed as a child.
Zhao Junhan stretched out his hand, gently inserted his fingers into her hair, stroked it down, then held the back of her head, lowered his head, met the red lips he had coveted for a long time, and kissed her.
Taking advantage of the gap, he brought his lips close to her ear and whispered, "He Ling, I want you, is it okay?"
He has been waiting for this day for a long time.
He Ling was stunned, but before she could answer, she heard his low laughter again.
He looked at her, locking her eyes tightly, "Even if you say no, I won't stop."
At that first blow, He Ling's face turned pale in pain.
Even though he kept coaxing her, she still shed tears in pain.
He was too fierce and cruel, leaving her no room to breathe.
In fact, He Ling didn't know that considering her first time, Zhao Juanhan had already restrained himself a lot.
She sobbed softly, and Zhao Junhan coaxed her, "Stop crying, I'll slow down."
He Ling opened her eyes, and her reddish eyes met his red eyes.
Her heart moved, and she put her arms around his strong waist and took the initiative to press his lips.
Perhaps back then, he was as humble as an ant in the cold palace, but he still tried hard to survive.
She had already been impressed.
One glance means a lifetime.
"I like you."
She said.
It was like the sound of nature falling into his ears.
Make the most beautiful music in the world.
The author has something to say: Woo hoo hoo, it’s complete.
There are still some unexplained things left in the extras.
Have a day off tomorrow.
The post-marriage extravaganza begins the day after tomorrow, and cute buns appear.
Holly's is slightly different from the main text, so it can be ignored.
I can also write uncle.
See you later.
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