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    In the first years of the founding of Daying, the border wars have never stopped.

    Nanyan was scared of being beaten before, but she was still at peace, but Beiman began to move around, perhaps wanting to take advantage of the chaotic situation in the Central Plains, so as to catch some fish in the troubled waters.

    Xiang Huan went to the north without stopping after worshiping his mother on the Qingming Festival in April. Seeing that it was almost autumn, he had no intention of coming back.

    Indeed, it is easy to rebel and difficult to build a country. After decades of melee, the Central Plains left a mess that had to be cleaned up slowly.

    It happened at the end of September.

    In the middle of the night, the entire palace was quiet, the cold moon was breezy, and it was peaceful. There was a black cat in the east bedroom, which was huddled up by the window to sleep soundly.

    Suddenly, the cat's ears stood up and turned around in a straight line.

    The sound of horseshoes in the distance stopped at the gate of Wangfujiao, and then a black shadow quickly flashed into the backyard. He took off his cloak and crown all the way, his steps were steady, and the wind was blowing under his feet.  He ran to the kitchen to fetch water, and wiped himself all over his body neatly.

    There was a "squeak" in the bedroom, and the cold wind poured in. The black cat had already jumped off the table, and a pair of green eyes were shining in the dark night.

    Wanyao was in a daze, feeling a sinking around her, and before she opened her eyes, someone hugged her firmly from behind, if she slept a little deeper, she would definitely think it was a ghost pressing the bed.

    Fortunately, she has experience. This kind of situation will happen about two or three times a year. In the first few days, she was so scared that she screamed in the middle of the night, and all the guards in the palace rushed in with knives and guns to watch.  Just get used to it.

    There was an icy chill running down his back, Wanyao couldn't help shivering, he ran outside for several days, it was inevitable that he felt cold, but with her body to keep warm, he tossed and turned back to warm after a while, and became extraordinarily vigorous  warm.

    Wanyao was particularly familiar with that close-to-skin feel, and wanted to turn over, but Xiang Huan hugged him tightly, and muttered: "Don't move I've been running all day, sleep first"

    With all her strength, she turned her head like a salted fish struggling, and looked intently¡ª¡ªthe latter was stripped naked as expected, and this old problem probably won't change for the rest of her life.

    Wan Yao lowered her voice: "Did you take off your clothes again? Did you take a shower?"

    He rubbed his head, and murmured vaguely: "washed, it's clean."

    After touching the arms across her waist, but she didn't find anything, Wanyao turned around reluctantly, "No, put on the underwear, it's cold at night in autumn, my quilt is not thick enough, I'll catch a cold tomorrow morning  what to do?"

    He couldn't even lift his eyelids, and casually said, "I'm not cold, so I'll just sleep like this."

    "No!" She was very firm, "The season is changing now, and you should complain about leg pain again later."

    Perhaps it was the word "leg pain" that moved Xiang Huan slightly, but his brows raised unconsciously.

    Wan Yao was dragged up from the bed by him like a dead pig, "Don't sleep," she cupped her face in her hands and trampled back and forth, "You haven't changed your clothes yet, so you can't sleep."

    After arguing for a long time, there was nothing to do in the end, so Xiang Huan had no choice but to respond: "Okay, okay, wear it"

    He put his head in Wanyao's hands for a while, and groped in the dark to fish it under the bed¡ªunexpectedly, it was quite heavy, and the cat was already curled up comfortably on his underwear, and it was suddenly moved by someone.  , the boss meowed unhappily in protest.

    This little animal was picked up by him when he passed by Jianmen Pass years ago. It was only the size of a palm at that time. The two girls in the family both like cute animals.  After half a year, the status of this cat in the family has been elevated day by day, and now he is allowed to sleep on his bed in a dignified manner. I really dare not speak out

    Xiang Huan crossed his knees and tied his clothes, Wanyao sat across from him and bowed his head to help him straighten his clothes, a handful of black silk cascading around his ears, making his face extraordinarily small.

    So he smiled, put his head on her neck with sleepy eyes, "Miss me?"

    Wan Yao tied the tie into a strong knot, pushed his head and threw it aside, "What do you want, why do you want to?"

    After speaking, he shook off the quilt and lay back on the bed.

    Xiang Huan posted it persistently, feeling pretty good about himself, "You didn't miss me? I don't believe it."

    With his arms hanging out, he hugged her through the quilt, and said lazily, "The city defense in the northern border has been rebuilt. When I come back this time, I won't go out again for a long time. I will have more time to accompany you in the future."

    Just touching a strand of hair with his fingertips, Xiang Huanxin rolled his hand and hooked it into several circles in the palm of his hand, "In five or six months, no one will sleep with you at night, are you afraid?"

    theThe noisy atmosphere was suddenly disrupted by an accident.

    "Catch the thief quickly, there is a thief!"

    Passers-by who lived in peace scattered in panic. People pushed and shoved, and many fell to the ground.  I saw a short and fat man whose clothes were washed white, struggling to push through the crowd, looking back while carrying a burden, and ran wildly.

    A voice was heard on the street shouting: "That's him, don't let him get away!"

    With such a bluff, the man ran even more hastily, and bumped into the old man in front of him who couldn't dodge.

    "Old thing, don't get in the way!"

    Xiang Huan's eyes froze at this moment.

    No one saw clearly how he jumped up from the horse, but when the man raised his head again to run, a tall and slender figure stood in front of him.

    The visitor was dressed in bright clothes and folded his arms lazily. He had a young face with clear and bright eyebrows. At first glance, he looked like he was just in his early twenties.

    The thief didn't pay much attention to him: "What are you doing? Are you looking for death!"

    The young man tilted his head and moved his wrist for a while, flashing to the side from the corner of the eye for a moment, and with a "snap", he reached out and snapped his fingers in front of his nose.  .

    The opponent didn't even bother to move his hands, he lifted his foot and kicked him flying.

    This kick was no small matter, the thief's eyes suddenly went dark, as if his head had been separated from his body, he smashed hard on the tree trunk beside the road, rolled on the spot for several times before stopping, holding his head and crying all over the ground.

    Before he finished howling, the man stepped on his arm unkindly, lifted his robe and bent over, easily pulling out the burden from his arms.

    From dismounting, shooting to recovering the lost property, a series of actions can only be done in the blink of an eye.

    Even before the onlookers came back to their senses, Xiang Huan had already begun to loosen his muscles and bones. He hadn't had a street fight for several years, and he almost didn't grasp his proportions.

    The police patrolling the street came late wearing their official caps.

    "Let's all make way, let's make way"

    Only then did he let go of his foot, weighed the object in his palm, and threw it towards the other party.

    The latter hadn't stood still yet, so he hurriedly caught it, and asked very redundantly: "My lord are you okay?"

    However, he really doesn't seem to be in trouble

    "It doesn't matter to me." Xiang Huan got on his horse and took care of his business, reminding him, "Find a doctor to show the injured people. Be careful when you patrol the streets."

    The officials broke into a cold sweat and said yes again and again.

    Under the rising sun, the young man grabbed the reins, gave a soft scold, his brows were full of vigor, he patted his horse and walked forward slowly, with the moon-white robes rolling in the breeze behind him.

    *

    Xiang Huan didn't take what happened that day at all, but within two days he completely forgot about it.

    About five days later, the concierge of the palace received a strange letter.

    "For me?" At that time, he was flipping through local chronicles in his study, and took it suspiciously.

    "In addition to the letter, the other party also left this." The guard handed over a small bunch of orchids, the roots of which were tied tightly with red strings.

    Xiang Huan played with it casually for a while, threw it aside, and unfolded the thin letter paper.

    The handwriting on it is beautiful, and what is transcribed is a poem-"May I be like a star king like a moon, and the night and night stream will be bright and clean."

    After he finished reading, he chuckled nonchalantly, and was about to throw it away, but he didn't know what to think of, and his hand suddenly stopped.

    Xiang Huan glanced at the letter in front of him, and then at the flowers on the table, his eyes gleamed with starlight, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and suddenly had an idea.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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