Chapter 753 Road

"Li Yunqing said he has already set off."

"I know."

"Hmm? How did you know?"

"I lent him the soldiers for free. How did I know?"

"Oh, those survivors of the underground palace can already form an army?"

"No, I am the prince of the Xiangfu now. Can't the soldiers I borrow from him be the Black Scale Army?"

"Virtue. You won't drink this time?"

"I've quit drinking temporarily."

"What kind of quitting drinking temporarily?"

"I feel upset. The more I drink, the more upset I feel. So I quit drinking."

"It seems that your condition is the same. It's not easy to be a prince, especially in the Xiangguo Mansion established by your father."

The dignitaries always have a lot of beautiful mountain villas. On the cliffs where thousands of mountains and birds fly away, a mansion overlooking the sea of ​​forests is embedded in it.

Two people sat opposite each other on the red sandalwood terrace.

The woman was dressed in red, heroic and stunning.

The man was dressed in black robes, leisurely and handsome.

Xu Yuan glanced at the flying cranes soaring in the sea of ​​clouds and mist, smacked his lips, and retorted unhappily:

"You should have been like me. My father said that your father had a complete confession with him during the Northern Hunting. He was going to pass the throne to you."

Li Qingyan rolled his eyes at the man opposite him and said casually:

"But he changed his mind in the end, so I can be free now."

Xu Yuan snorted coldly and said:

"As long as your father is not dead, the position of the crown prince will always change."

Hearing this, Li Qingyan narrowed his slender phoenix eyes slightly, like a crescent moon:

"So you really plan to assassinate Li Zhaoyuan?"

"." Xu Yuan did not respond.

Li Qingyan was quiet for a while, and said faintly:

"Now when I am with you, I always feel like there is a barrier between us."

Xu Yuan was silent.

The cold wind was bleak and the clouds were misty.

The two of them had only exchanged a few words, and half of them were tested in both overt and covert ways. Even if the other party did it unintentionally, they would subconsciously think in this direction.

But soon, Xu Yuan also laughed and said:

"Isn't this nonsense? What was my identity in the Northland, and what is my identity now?"

"Your mouth hasn't changed."

Li Qingyan raised her slender hand to smooth her messy black hair, and smiled: "You are still asking for a beating."

"Hate it?"

"No, I like it."

"Then you have to take a few more glances now."

A hint of deep fatigue flashed in Xu Yuan's eyes, and his expression was gentle: "Maybe you will never see the mouthy Xu Changtian again in the future."

Li Qingyan was silent for a while, quietly took out a jar of fine wine, opened the red cloth cover and drank tons of it from the jar.

Xu Yuan looked at the action of the bound-breasted princess and did not stop her. Instead, he smiled and said:

"Why, some words can't be said when you are sober?"

The action stopped, and a stream of sake flowed along the woman's chin and fair neck into the red silk lapel. Li Qingyan glanced at the man opposite, as if looking at an idiot:

"Do you think I am a pretentious woman like that? I am just upset and want to drink."

Xu Yuan found it funny and said:

"I, the person involved, didn't say anything, why are you upset first?"

"Is there a possibility."

Li Qingyan put down the wine jar, stared into the man's eyes, and said in a rustling voice: "It is because I know that you are upset that I feel depressed."

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The mountain breeze blew, and the long hair danced lightly.

Xu Yuan's eyes widened slightly, but then he replied speechlessly:

"Why do you have to do this?"

Li Qingyan raised his hand and wiped the wine from the corner of his lips:

"Xu Changtian, do you still remember the question I asked you in the North?"

"You ask too many questions, can you give me some hints?"

"Hmph, so that's it."

Li Qingyan snorted lightly, smiled with curved eyes, and smiled like a flower:

"Then I will ask you again now.

"The first disciple of the Sword Sect, the saint of the Jiantian Pavilion, the beauties of Mr. Xu are really more prestigious than each other, you should be quite proud of this, right?"

"."Xu Yuan was silent.

"Why don't you speak?"

Li Qingyan lowered his head and smiled, looking at his complexity: "It seems that if you answer this question again now, your answer is different from the past. "

Xu Yuan was not angry or annoyed by the act of rubbing salt into his wounds. Instead, his eyes were gentle.

Seeing that the other party did not react, Li Qingyan licked the red lips soaked by the wine with the tip of his tongue and approached step by step:

"After all, the hatred of their father's murder should not be resolved."

"Heh"

After pondering for a long time, Xu Yuan was still not angry. He chuckled softly:

"It seems that you also know what happened at the Tianyuan Festival, but there is no need to persuade and enlighten me in this way. Before this, I have actually made such preparations. ”

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“.”

Li Qingyan was startled when she heard this.

When she came back to her senses, the man opposite her had already come to her side in an instant.

Xu Yuan took the wine jar from her hand, took a sip, glanced at her flawless face, and said with a smile:

“Qingyan, why do you fall in love with me in this vast sea of ​​people? Is this a coincidence or a necessity? I think it is a necessity. ”

Li Qingyan sniffed the man’s breath close at hand, half-squinting his eyes:

“It seems that you are quite proud of this.”

Xu Yuan stretched out his hand to pinch the woman’s heroic and inviolable face, and smiled with his eyes bent:

“No, I don’t have that kind of youthful mentality now, I just feel that fate is playing tricks on me. ”

The wind on the mountains was biting cold, and the man's body temperature was transmitted through his fingertips.

Li Qingyan wanted to reach out and open the other party's salty hand, but unfortunately the man in front of him was no longer as good as he had in the past. After breaking away from the failure, he just let him pinch it, rolled his eyes, and said with a clear voice:

"Then tell me, why is it inevitable that I will fall in love with you?"

"Because of vision, because of identity."

Xu Yuan let go of the woman's jaw, turned to her shoulder, and took her into his arms: "Painted books always like to express love across classes, like the scholars, like the fairy of Jiutian falls into the mortal world, like the king and marquis The general falls in love with a village girl who is ignorant of the world. This is a simple expectation in people's hearts, because humans always admire strong people in their bones and think about being compatible with the upward, but there is no such compatible left in this world.

"Whether it is Qingyan, Ran Qingmo or Tianyan, the position is above the clouds. Those who can enter your vision can only look at the world. This young master is one person above the clouds. You and I have it. Contact and mutual attraction are almost inevitable results.

“So sometimes I think there should be many people in history who have experienced what I’m going through now.”

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After careful consideration, Li Qingyan found that he seemed to be able to agree with Xu Yuan's statement.

As a woman who grew up in the military camp, she has seen hundreds of kinds of men, either humorous, vicissitudes of life, or handsome and elegant.

But the identity of the royal family and the vision that had been standing on the top of the mountain since childhood directly formed an invisible barrier between her and them.

She would find these people interesting, but she looked down on the people.

They will also be moved by the courage and fearlessness of these people, but they have the mentality of the generals cherishing treasures.

So, she replied in a clear voice:

"Sure, there must be."

“Yes.”

Xu Yuan smiled softly: "So I won't worry about these things, nor do I want to worry about them. I believe that the boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge."

Speaking of this,

Li Qingyan suddenly found that the man beside her hugging her hand became forceful, trembling slightly as if she was afraid that she would pass away from his fingertips.

The phoenix eyes drooped slightly, and the slender eyelashes trembled.

Xu Yuan seemed to realize his inappropriateness, and the strength in his hands slowed down slightly, and whispered:

"Sorry. I'm so free and easy in my mouth, but I'm so disobedient in my hands."

Said,

Xu Yuan lowered his eyes and glanced at his palm again, and whispered seriously:

"Qingyan, I don't know where the future will go, but I will try my best to find a way to perfection, whether it is you, Qingmo, or Tianyan."