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"Yes." Murong Yan lowered her long eyelashes, pillowed on his arm, and held her jade hand in his palm: "You say." ”

"Give up the position of Dali Siqing, give up the capital, stay by the side of this sect master, and be the woman of this sect master." Dugu Lie threw out the conditions, knocked her waist with his big palm, thought of her weakness after giving birth, and swam to her flat lower abdomen, gently rubbing it.

Murong Yan closed her eyes.

There will always be one insurmountable gulf after another between the two of them: "Impossible. ”

Dugulie was silent.

"Can you forget our cruel past? Can you give me the baby back? Can you take a break for half a summer? Murong Yan's indifferent tone revealed deep helplessness: "Dugu Lie, we can't go back, now I can lie next to you because I gave myself freedom, but freedom is limited by time, and I can't be free forever." ”

"Is it that hard to get rid of those?" Dugu Lie clenched her jade hand.

"What about you? Is it possible to abandon the rivers and lakes? Murong Yan asked lightly, her voice was cold.

Dugu Lie was shocked: "I can't do it." ”

"Dugu Lie, we may really have no fate." Murong Yan held back her choked voice: "There are too many unforgivable pasts between us. ”

He smelled the unique fragrance of Murong Yan's green silk, closed his eyes, and his voice was rough and hoarse: "In this case, accompany this sect master for two months, and after two months, this sect master will let you go, and we will return to the bridge and the road to the road." ”

The silence of the air thinned even the sound of breathing.

Long.

Murong Yan closed her eyes sadly: "...... Good. ”

"Spend the New Year with this sect master this year, and there will be no more you every year in the future." Her lower abdomen was heated by Dugu Lie, but his palm was cold.

“…… Good. Murong Yan said in a low voice.

"Lie down a little longer." Dugu Lie circled her body: "Turn around and let this sect master hold for a while." ”

She turned around obediently, the two of them looked at each other, their eyes were a little red, Murong Yan couldn't bear to look at it anymore, got into his arms, took the initiative to hug his strong waist, and called him softly: "Dugu Lie." ”

"Huh?" Dugu Lie responded.

"I want to eat shrimp-stuffed dumplings tonight, can you wrap them for me yourself?" Murong Yan said coquettishly.

"Okay."

"Is it okay to put some copper coins, jujubes, sugar cubes and longan inside? I want to see what I can eat for the New Year with you. Murong Yan's nose was a little stuffy.

"Okay."

"Take me to the fireworks, it must be beautiful." Murong Yan hugged him tightly.

"Okay."

"Let's keep the New Year's watch together and sit in front of the brazier and drink, okay?" At the end, she choked up.

"Murong Yan, don't say it." Dugu Lie's voice was astringent.

Murong Yan shook her long eyelashes: "Okay." ”

Unitary time.

They get up.

The shadow came to report that he had safely sent Murong Che to the palace gate, and he also saw Murong Che go in with his own eyes.

Murong Yan, who was sitting in the makeup, sipped her lipstick, glanced at the shadow in the bronze mirror, and suddenly asked a question: "Shadow, do you know the swordsmanship of killing people with a horizontal sword?" ”

Hearing this, the shadow was stunned, and he didn't understand why Murong Yan asked this question, but he also answered truthfully: "No, I am the shadow swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship that Miss Murong said is exclusive to the iron hand." ”

Murong Yan was stunned for a moment as she sipped her lipstick, and a chill flashed in her eyes: "Oh, I know." ”

Dugu Lie looked at Murong Yan faintly: "Do you suspect that the iron hand killed the two people in the courtyard?" ”