Vol 6 Chapter 845: tenderness

After hearing Lu Yang's words, Han Bing's face sank, and she shot a flash of electricity, quickly wiped the throat of "Doctor Yi".

Yes, she expected that this person would never dare to kill her, no matter who he was sent by, it could be seen from the so-called doctors who sneaked into the county mansion to listen to the wind!

Lu Yang did not relax the hand holding Han Bing's wrist, avoiding the sharp blade on one side of his body, dragging Han Bing out of the bed, retreating quickly, and leading Han Bing's body towards him.

Han Bing smiled coldly, stepped out with his right leg and tripped his left leg, his right elbow slammed into his chest, and his left hand pierced the dagger towards him.

Despite her illness, her figure is still undiminished.

Using her right foot as the axis, Lu Yang leaned forward to avoid the sharp blade, and focused her left hand on her left wrist holding the dagger. Compared with her right hand, her left hand was much weaker.

Han Bing was in pain, his hand loosened, and the dagger fell to the ground. Lu Yang swept away with his left leg. Han Bing stepped on the air, and fell backwards unsteadily.

Lu Yang quickly stretched out his hand to embrace Han Bing's slender waist, and a regretful sigh escaped from his lips: "Madame Qingben, how can you kill?"

As he said, his hand squeezed Han Bing's waist.

"Presumptuous!" Han Bing's expression was ugly. She raised her head angrily and glared at "Yi Nansheng", and was having a face-to-face with Lu Yang, who was smiling deeply.

She was about to kick her kick, and her eyes stopped. She looked at the familiar peach eyes that smiled radiantly, her lips trembled, and her beautiful eyes gradually flushed and dyed a thin layer of water. fog.

"...Don't cry, why are you still crying..." Lu Yang panicked when Han Bing cried. He stretched out his long arms and hugged Han Bing tightly.

A sense of powerlessness and grievance suddenly rose in Han Bing's heart. She reached out and tore off the disguise mask on his face, revealing a handsome face under the mask.

Isn't this exactly who makes her think about Lu Yang?

Han Bing reprimanded with red eyes: "Lv Yang, do you think that your martial arts is high, and the dagger can't pierce you? Do you know how dangerous it was just now?"

Lu Yang just wanted to scare her, but she did not expect that she would cry miserably.

Lu Yang touched his nose, feeling a little in his heart, and he didn't know what to do with her.

He had seen Tian'er and Hongsiu act selfishly to him before, and also met boyish girls. They all knew the truth about accepting what they saw well, but they really lost some of their true temperament.

Lu Yang only said that Han Bing was better than the other women in everything, but he forgot the truth in the eyes of his lover.

He has a heart tied to her right now, and he wants to take it out and show it to her.

Although she was feigning illness, she was in a bad state, and because of restless sleep and food for more than a month, she lost a lot of weight.

Her thin and slender shoulders trembled slightly with sobbing, like a lonely boat in the storm, struggling not to be swallowed.

It is also like a lotus in the rain in the pond at night, it is a touch of beauty that is swaying in the rain and the wind does not want to wither, arousing love.

auzw.com Lv Yang's heart is crisp and melted.

He put his arms around Han Bing's shoulders and looked at her with tears and sobbing, just like coaxing a seven or eight-year-old girl. He whispered in her ear with great patience, "It's not easy to let me I can’t enter the county mansion. Besides, I am teasing you. You don’t laugh on weekdays, but you are anxious.”

"That's the blame for me not to laugh?" Han Bing raised his head angrily, staring at him with bunny red eyes, "You put a fake face to fool me, and you made small tricks to tease me, but it's me. Is it wrong not to laugh?"

She was completely using the topic, and she didn't know why she was crying. Is she at a loss for the future or aggrieved by the past?

She let her tears wash away the bitterness that had been haunting her heart this month.

"Of course I blame you." Lu Yang looked at her solemnly, "Bao Si doesn't like to laugh, which caused the Eastern Zhou Dynasty to be destroyed. You don't like to laugh, my heart is upset, this is what the so-called confidant is in trouble.

Although he knew that this was Lu Yang's sweet words, Han Bing couldn't help but laugh.

She wiped her tears, lit Lu Yang's forehead and said, "Who is the compliment, who is causing trouble?"

"You don't believe me?" Lu Yang looked at her smiley face, holding her hand to his heart, and couldn't help but confess, "Bao Si is like you, don't talk about the beacon drama. Princes, it is also willing to hob the fire for you."

Lu Yang took her hand to her lips again, and said affectionately, "I also want to be the confused Zhou You King."

Han Bing's face was hot, and he turned sideways shyly, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Lu Yang was infected by Han Bing’s smile, and smiled comfortably as if it rained and the sky cleared: “It’s good to see you alive and kicking. I heard people say that you are severely ill, can’t sleep on the bed, and feel so worried. Much better..." Lu Yang paused, then said: "But what happened recently?"

There was a deep pain in Han Bing's eyes, and she whispered: "Kang Xiao is dead."

Lu Yang accidentally mentioned Han Bing's sadness, his face was full of guilt, and surprise and regret flashed in his eyes.

He had a fate with Kang Xiao, and Kang Xiao was a very good swordsman.

Lu Yang sighed and said, "I'm sorry, it's me..." He paused, then hesitated: "Could the person who killed Kang Xiao...Yes, Han Lin?"

Han Bing dodged his eyes, not daring to look directly at Lu Yang.

She was silent for a while, her lips trembled, and she said in the opposite direction: "Han Linqin is superb. My parents often praise his piano when they are alive, very aura..."

Lu Yang frowned. Han Bing's words were strange. She seemed to be justifying Han Lin, but didn't she hate him very much? Before Lu Yang could think clearly, Han Bing had slowly begun to recall the events of that night.

Lu Yang had to put down his doubts for the time being.

The fog was thick and thick that night, she had never seen such thick fog before.

When Kang Xiao was carried back, there was only one breath left.

He held on until Han Bing came back, because he really had a lot of things to say to Han Bing. ..

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