Chapter 891: Not only lost innocence, but also lost dignity

In the full of laughter, Yin Chaozong slowly stood up.
Because he was half of Huren's blood, his eyebrows were deeper than ordinary Langjun, and his posture was taller.
Limping down from the stands, his posture was a little ridiculous, but it made people regret his good looks.
The entourage brought him a shining night jade lion.
He stroked the horse's mane, as if he was petting his lover.
His mother-in-law is Hu Ji who sells wine on the street. Because of her beauty, she was brought to the backyard by Ins every year, but she died of labor while giving birth to him.
He grew up under the embarrassment of Mrs. Yin, and the only person who was good to him was Aon. This Zhaoye jade lion was his birthday gift in the year he was weak.
Aweng said that he is half of the Hu people blood. If he is not lame, he will probably be as good at riding and shooting as other Hu people, and he will also like to ride horses on the vast grassland.
Now, his Aweng has entered Chang'an and is under house arrest in the deep imperial city.
In spite of Aweng's safety, Yin Sinian intended to rebel.
He could not accept this approach, he must find an opportunity to fight against Insnian.
He is the eldest son of Insnian, he wants to inherit everything from Insnian, he wants to take the troops to Chang'an, he wants to rescue his Aweng, he still needs...
He glanced at the girl in the stands without a trace.
She has a small face and worried.
He also wants this stupid girl to stop being bullied by the Yin family brothers.
The arrival of King Yong and Shen Yijue was undoubtedly his opportunity.
Yin Chaozong took a deep breath and jumped on his horse.
His movements are like running clouds and flowing water, the result of practicing thousands of times in private, and he has not been affected by his lameness.
There was a moment of silence in the stands.
When the Yin Dynasty Zong mentioned the scimitar that foreigners liked to use, he was about to gallop towards Xiao Yi, and Xiao Yi said, "Hold on."
He held the reins and frowned.
For some reason, the prince of Dayong's Royal Highness, obviously looks noble and lazy and easier to deal with than Shen Yijue, but he is inexplicably jealous.
It was a beast, from the keenest intuition of an enemy stronger than itself.
Xiao Yi weighed Mo Dao, eyebrows curled up, and he looked into the stands in his spare time: "Master Yin, the imperial envoy Shen Yichao is still a guest in your mansion because your hospitality is so good that you linger. If this round, Ben The king has won the great master Yin, can your mansion let Shen Qin chase with him back to the barracks?"
He described the private house arrest as lingering and forgetting, so as not to tear his face to the Yin family in public.
Yin Taishou stroked his beard, smiled and nodded in agreement.
Anyway, his precious daughter managed to deal with Da Shen, he watched, that little Shen also had a deep love for his daughter.
If the two brothers of the Shen family were able to provide allegiance to him, then he would have picked up a general and a military division for nothing.
Since you are going to be your own person sooner or later, what are you still embarrassing for?
Xiao Yi turned his sword around and looked at Yin Chaozong: "Let's start."
Winds are raging on the martial arts field.
I thought it was a contest between the chickens and the chickens, but whether it was the Yin Dynasty or Xiao Yi, the powerful force displayed made the onlookers fear.
Madam Yin's face changed drastically.
She thought that Yin Chaozong was just a waste, and coupled with the only old immortal who loved Yin Chaozong who was trapped in Chang'an, no one in the house would threaten the status of her two sons. She didn't expect...
Yin Chaozong, even learned riding and shooting martial arts behind her back!
The dust is all over the sky, blocking everyone's sight.
The two horses drove side by side, and galloped toward the end of the martial arts field while fighting.
Yin Sui stood up anxiously and tried to look into the distance: "Big cousin..."
Nan Baoyi held her hand to comfort: "Sui Sui, don't worry, my second brother is very measured and won't do anything to your cousin."
Yin Sui sat down again anxiously, a pair of wonderful eyes still staring at the martial arts field.
Han Yanliang broke open the orange petals leisurely, stuffed one into Nan Baoyi's mouth, and asked with a smile, "Is it sweet?"
"sour……"
Nan Baoyi's face was wrinkled.
She ate the orange petals with difficulty and secretly glanced at the cold smoke.
It turned out that Boss Han's biological father turned out to be Luoyang Prefect.
And her mother...
She thought of the poor and desolate woman in the Pingding Temple, wanted to tell Han Yanliang the truth, but couldn't bear to say it.
Boss Han has no happy childhood.
Growing up, even the first love affair was betrayed, not only lost innocence in this relationship, but also lost the dignity of life.
Would she be more sad if she knew what her mother was experiencing?
Nan Baoyi squeezed the handle of the white jade fan tightly, and stopped talking several times.
Han Yanliang squeezed her cheek: "What are you polite with me? Speak straight."
Nan Baoyi couldn't say it after all.
That's all, it's better to find a way to rescue the poor woman, weave her a clean and innocent past, and then let her meet Boss Han.
Pretending to be okay, she raised her eyebrows and said jokingly: "I'm just wondering who Boss Han likes. Is it the unforgettable Shen Jiaxiaolang, or the iron-blooded and tender General Shen Da?"
The cold smoke smiled.
She didn't seem to notice how sour the oranges were, and sent them into her mouth piece by piece.
Kyoko's eyes were a little bit cold, and she glanced at her with excitement.
The other party seemed to be paying attention to her all the time, and when he saw her looking over, he nodded slightly.
Han Yan smiled coldly, retracted his gaze, and whispered in Nan Baoyi's ear: "A man like this is affectionate and hypocritical, whether Shen Yichao or Shen Yijue, I don't like any of them. Me, only I like our Nanjia Jiaojiao."
The beauty is beautiful and charming.
When she spoke, her voice was low and soft, which made Nan Baoyi blush.
the other side.
Xiao Yi and Yin Dynasty Zong rode horses to the end of the martial arts field.
There are large tracts of weeping willows here, and the soft wickers fall to the ground, and you can see the green and green at a glance, you can't see the scene inside.
The two did not fight, they were facing each other, both looking at each other.
After a while, Yin Chaozong took the lead and said, "Wang Yong has something to tell me?"
Xiao Yi smiled: "I came to Luoyang under the entrustment of the old man. He is too old to live for a few years. The last two wishes in this life are to find the abandoned granddaughter, and the other is to make you the lord of Luoyang. "
Yin Chaozong's expressionless face: "That day the flames broke out, Aweng led his army into Chang'an, obviously to defend the royal family, but was detained by the royal family. King Yong, why do you have a face to mention Aweng's wish? In my opinion, you come to Luoyang. It is clearly to conquer this city. It's a pity that my Luoyang family will never be loyal to a hypocritical royal family."
He refused to cooperate.
Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, not surprised.
Being able to practice good skills under the eyes of the Yin family shows that Yin Chaozong is not a simple figure. He is unwilling to subdue to others. He has his own ambition and wisdom.
Yin Zhaozong said coldly: "If King Yong is only to take Luoyang, then you can return to Chang'an. Whether it is your father or me, no matter who is in power in Luoyang, he will not cooperate with the Emperor Yong."