"Withered vines, old trees and dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's houses, the west wind and thin horses on the ancient roads. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world."

Since Nie Zefeng brought Xiao Qiao back from Lingling, he has been accompanying Xiao Qiao whenever he had free time. They visited the scenery of Jingzhou, watching the beautiful sunrise in the morning, appreciating the beauty of the moonlight at night, and visiting the magnificent mountains and rivers during the day...

The two of them were so unhappy. As time went by, the war ahead, and official documents from various places gradually crowded together. Although there were civil servants like Jia Xu and Xu Shu handling it, they were too embarrassed to make up their minds on major military and national affairs.

Let’s talk about this day, the eighth day of August was Xiao Qiao’s birthday in Jingzhou. Nie Zefeng looked at the beauty who was still sleeping on the bed quietly. He only saw Xiao Qiaoyue on the bed, with her white silk tube top and water-colored lotus.

Ye Confucian skirt, covered with smoked gauze, looks like a dream, like a concubine or a fairy, sending her eyes secretly, and the man is willing to sink. Three thousand green silks hang down, lightly stranded to the slanting clouds. His hands are like catkins, holding a red hand.

Silk fan, with skin like gelatin. Lingering among the flowers, eyes closed like shy flowers, Nie Zefeng looked at it with such intoxication that he could hardly extricate himself...

After a while, Xiao Qiao slowly opened his eyes and looked directly in front of him. However, he felt that there was a shadow covering him and a pair of eyes looking at him. When she turned around, she saw Nie Zefeng's face.

Smiling face.

Xiao Qiao said delicately: "Who told you to break into my room without permission? Who told you to peek at others sleeping...?"

Xiao Qiao, who was wearing pajamas, got up and started blowing on Nie Zefeng's chest with both hands.

Nie Zefeng persuaded: "Okay, okay." After saying that, Nie Zefeng pulled Xiao Qiao into his chest.

They hugged each other so tightly that they couldn't separate for a long time. But after a while, someone shouted outside the door: "Master Marquis, Military Advisor Jia wants to see you, saying that he has something important to discuss with you."

"Wait a minute, I'll be right back."

Nie Zefeng hugged Xiao Qiao with no intention of letting go. At this time, Xiao Qiao comforted him: "Go, go, it's important."

Only after Xiao Qiao's persuasion did Nie Zefeng reluctantly leave this woman's arms.

Before Nie Zefeng left, he told Xiao Qiao that today is your birthday, and he must give you a surprise, and then walked away.

Xiao Qiao was so moved that she burst into tears with gratitude, because no one had remembered her birthday for many years. Mr. Qiao was busy with his business and calculating every day, so how could he remember his daughter's birthday? She felt it for the first time with Nie Zefeng.

Others' attention. That's why she burst into tears. After wiping away her tears of joy, she slowly got up, dressed up, and dressed up...

The party arrived in a blink of an eye. After a while, a maid came in and said: "Miss Xiao Qiao, the Marquis is waiting for you in the study room in the backyard. Please come over."

"Okay, I'll be right away."

Xiao Qiao is actually very fond of dreams. Isn’t it his birthday? Did he forget it? Why is he in the study?...

A series of doubts and confusions troubled Xiao Qiao, but now she had no choice but to go and take a look first.

When Xiao Qiao Shanshan came to the study room in the backyard, she saw that it was dark and there was nothing there. If the maid hadn't reported: "Master Hou, Miss Xiao Qiao has arrived."

Xiao Qiao couldn't believe that Nie Zefeng was in this dark room.

Xiao Qiao walked into this room door with half-belief and a little fear. One step, quiet, two steps, still as calm as before, three steps, still no movement, four steps, "Zhizhi" the door was covered

The maid closed it.

suddenly "coax"

There was a burst of fireworks, and Xiao Qiao hurriedly covered her face with her arms and sleeves. After a long time, Xiao Qiao felt nothing happened, and suddenly felt a sense of tranquility. Then she slowly put down her sleeves and saw countless red flowers.

The candles were burning, Nie Zefeng sat on one side with the candles, and the seat on the other side was empty.

"My goddess, this place belongs to you tonight."

Xiao Qiao looked at these red candles and looked at the ground. It turned out to be paved with countless white lily petals, and underneath the petals was a stall. Xiao Qiao looked at the roof and saw countless more petals falling down.

If the Nie Zefeng Xiao Qiao knew before was perhaps just a martial artist who could wield swords and guns, or a prince with excellent strategies, then now she had to admit that she was also the most romantic person.

Xiao Qiao was almost moved to tears at this time, but she restrained herself well because she knew she couldn't lose her composure now.

Xiao Qiao also lost his composure at this time. When excited, he stepped forward and hugged Nie Zefeng's neck.

"I'm so touched, so moved."

Nie Zefeng gently pushed him away, and then gently told her: "Sit on the seat opposite, the show hasn't started yet."
Chapter completed!