Chapter 25:

Su's burying in Jing's chest, whispering and twitching, the shattered voice is like a bullied bully, afraid to make a sound. Had to grieve the wound.
Jingjing looked out the window, a few blue clouds floating in the blue sky, a few yellow dragonfly stopped at the pear tree head, screaming.
The spring of Jianzhou City has arrived, but in Mobei, there has never been spring.
There is only endless cold and north wind, and at the sight of the deserted desert, the wind and sand of the sky sings tragic poetry and can't find a green plant.
Over time, even the hearts of the people have gradually become ridiculous.
He thought that he would not be one of those people. Because of the prosperous Jianzhou City, there was a man waiting for him to return, waiting for him to wear a big red dress, and he walked into the happy hall with red silk.
He fancied a lot. On the day of the triumph, he wants to take him to the beginning of the battle, and let him become the most noble and dazzling existence of the whole Ming.
No matter how arrogant and arrogant Tao Zizhen is, as long as he is willing to stay with him, he will not let him no longer be alone, he is willing to offer everything.
Whether it is rich and wealthy, or Wanliheshan, as long as Taozi wants to, even if he fights with his life, he will send his hands to him.
It is a pity that such a humble desire eventually fell short.
He was attacked by the killer sent by Jing Gan and his son. He was seriously injured. Although he did not immediately go west, the injury was extremely dangerous. He wanted to see the boy who made him worry at the last moment, but he waited for one. The ridiculous paper of the book.
The juvenile's handwriting was swayed on the white rice paper, and every word was like a thorn into his chest, riddled with blood and blood.
His dignity was thoroughly trampled on, and the initiator was the boy who was brought to heaven these years.
The whole big Ming who does not know, the five kings Jingjing is a broken sleeve, the young master of Tao Jiaxuan as the eye bead protection, with his old age should be the father of a man, an old cow, but smug the finger that this newly broken ground Spring bamboo shoots are really ugly.
In order to deserve the pottery, Jing Hao stepped on the road to the Northern Expedition. But it is also because of this choice, completely and Tao Zi's singularity. God wants to get people.
What Tao Zikai did was not only to beat his face, but also to make him understand the truth. To retain a person, what is needed is not gentle patience, but also indulging in understanding, but absolute power. The powerful force that the other party can't escape.
The young man who was sobbing in his arms was the grandson of the generals of the dynasty, and the scorpion of the singer and the singer, but he did not give up more than the dragon son, but he became the canary he raised in the cage.
why?
Naturally because he is strong enough!
This is the law of the world, and it is defeated by the king. If he was a dog who lost his family, he would be defeated from Mobei, and what is the situation today.
The old fox of Tao Yunfeng will definitely vote for the emperor, and he will kill the dog and completely cut off his official career. Although Wu's father and daughter are apologetic, they still protect Tao Zikai and resolutely retreat from this marriage. From then on, they have nothing to do with each other.
And he will be the laughing stock of the capital, and he will be ridiculed by the world and become the street and the tail of the street.
This is reality, this is human nature.
Everything he has now, whether it is the respect of the 10,000 people, or the awe and worship of the entire Da Ming people, including his unique baby in his arms, is his life, he took the peace of mind With a clear conscience, who can say anything.
He ignored the slightest innocence of his heart, and lifted Susie’s squats hard. The cold voice threatened: "If you cry again, the king will immediately let people put Wu Yi to death. You are not the most loved pear cake." She is dead, you can't eat it anymore."
"No, no, don't kill you, please don't..."
Su Shi was crying because she couldn’t help herself. She heard her words and shook her head. The red eyes blinked silently, which was more lovable than before.
Jing Xin’s heart was soft and he reached out to wipe the tears in his eyes. He practiced martial arts all the year round and had a rough layer of thin sputum on his fingertips. The skin on Su Shi’s face was soft and smooth, and he could stand up to his shackles. .
Su Shi’s pain snorted, and the tears fell even more. He pleaded:
You, how are you so bad,
he said while crying.
Not only want to harm Wu, but also bully me, I hate you, I hate. you!"
As he struggled to think about going down from his arms, Jingxi could let go of his hand and shackled him in his arms. After a long time, he couldn’t say a good word, but he had to be hard:
"This king does not intentionally hurt you. If you are angry, you can beat the king with a fist."
Su Shi stopped and looked at him with a watery scorpion, but found that it was not good to start. This man's skin was thick and bloody, and he started to move his hands. The painful wall is his own!
He whispered: "I don't hit you, I want to go home, I want to find my mother!"
Jing Jing raised his eyes in danger and asked: "Would you like to leave, is it not good for the king to treat you?"
Su Shi’s eyes are straight, and he is too embarrassed to ask for an exit. Isn’t it clear at a glance?
During this one-and-a-half-month period, he was in a daze every day except for eating and sleeping. The palace was cold and dark, and he could hear the echoes of his footsteps. His activity radius was less than three meters, and there was another one on his wrist. chain.
What is the use of wearing and wearing luxury, people are raising a canary and knowing the timing of ostriches, which has been squatting!
Seeing that he was not answering, Jing Jing asked: "Is this king not good for you?"
It is already a threatening tone.
Obviously, it is unreasonable to talk to such people. Su Shi is unwilling to say: "The husband is waiting for you... it is excellent."
There are still crystal tears on his eyelashes, and he will fall down at a glance. It looks pitiful. Even if he says that he is angry, his eyes are bright and shining, as if he can people's spirits into it.
Jing Xiao smiled and said: "If you don't know how to cook, you will change clothes for you, help you bathe, feed you to drink and drink, and you can ask the king to be willing to serve. This is the only one in the world. You don't know. I am thinking about your mother, and I am going to go home."
Su Shi softly leaned on his shoulder, wondering that Jing Hao is in a good mood now, it is time to bargain.
He whispered: "Actually, I can't bear the gentleman's."
Jing Hao slightly stunned, but listened to Su Shi whispered: "The husband's arms are wide and warm, and my nephew likes it."
Jing Yan saw his white cheeks with a thin red cheek, like a layer of ochre rouge, suddenly bursting in his throat.
He asked: "There is still."
Su Shi, a shy little daughter-in-law, looked down and said: "There are also the lips of Fujun who are very soft. When they kiss, they are very comfortable. When they sleep at the side of the husband, they feel nothing to be afraid of."
After the bombardment of the sugar-coated shells, Su Shi used a soft little head to squint the neck of the Jingke, and completely regarded himself as a canine, summing up the words:
"In this world, except for the mother, my nephew likes the husband!"
When the voice is not falling, it is hung tightly by the arm at the waist. The force and angle, like the fierce beasts, treat the prey that is about to enter, full of strong and overbearing monopoly desires.
Jing Hao lived for more than 30 years. He had heard such a beautiful love story. He only thought that this baby in the arms was fished out from the honey jar. A small mouth was sweet enough to the bottom of the human heart. It is good to dismantle the bones into the abdomen.
He said with a thick voice: "Since you like this king, why do you always want to leave, is it not good to be with the king?"
Su Shidao: "When you wake up, you can't find a husband. I am very scared. No one talks to me. I want to go out to see flowers. I want to fly a kite with my husband. I don't want to be alone. If you don't accompany me, I will go with her. I."
This white face is full of grievances, fears, and complaints, but no resentment.
Jing Hao knows that she is soft.
The prince who had no fear in front of the army, but in front of a stupid boy, broke into the army, and told the outsiders to know that he would laugh at the big teeth.
But he is as sweet as he is.
Jing Hao laughed at himself and lifted Su Shi's slender wrist. The silver chain shone in the sunlight, and the wrist was white as jade.
Whether it is, then gamble again.
He looked at Su Shi’s eyes and said one word: "Hey, don't let the king disappoint, okay."
Su Shi looked at him indiscreetly. Suddenly his wrist was light, and the slender silver-white chain fell to the ground and made a loud noise.
Su Shi took the silver ring on his hand and looked at the chains on the ground.
- He is free!
Happiness comes too suddenly, and he has the illusion of floating in the clouds.
Seeing him squatting, there was a glimmer of light in Jingjing, gently rubbing the silver ring on his wrist, saying: "Take you back tomorrow, lest your mother and grandfather worry."
Su Shi felt that his eyes were a bit weird, but he couldn't figure out why, he puffed his red lips and took a kiss on his chin.
"Hey, I want to be with you!" Who said that a fool can't be a singer, that's how dedicated!
Jing Hao pressed the honey jar under his body and kissed him. The little guy had sweet lips and mouth.
He took a deep breath and said: "This king can't be empty tomorrow. Cao will send you back to Shangshufu. You remember to come back on time."
I don't know if it is an illusion. Su Shi always feels that Jing Hao's "punctuality" bite is particularly heavy.
Jing Hao said again: "Before the sun sets, you must come back, understand."
Su Shi is not aware of it, but still responds: "Remember, remember..."
I haven’t finished talking yet and I’m being kissed again.
This kissing madman!