After the fall of the country, I was taken away by the enemy king

After Ning Haitang finished beating someone, she lost all mood for shopping.

He didn't want to go back home to see Qin Xiaoyu's face, so he could only walk to Changting Street, the only place he knew.

That place is the center of the city, plus there is a landmark building - Octagonal Pavilion, so it is easy to identify.

There are stalls selling tokens of love everywhere around the lake, Ning Haitang walked over to have a look, almost dropped his jaw in shock.

Because he saw a stall owner selling two small porcelain dolls in his hands.

The two porcelain dolls are both in the form of men, one is dressed in black and the other is white, and the figure is one tall and the other short. When they are taken apart, they are two separate ones, but when they are put together, they can be made into a pair.

And the porcelain doll in black is holding a glazed fan, and the porcelain doll in white is holding a long sword, just like... herself and Duan Yiwei.

The stall owner was hawking loudly: "Come and see, the new Weitang token of love, if you buy it, you will be able to make good things come true, and if you bury them in the long pavilion, you will be able to be together forever, and you will be together for a hundred years!"

Following the cry, a group of people gathered around, pointing at the two dolls, but they didn't say anything good.

They also recognized who the two dolls were at a glance.

Some people said that this Ning Haitang must be the reincarnation of a male vixen, that's why she looks so beautiful, her eyebrows and eyes are full of charm, and she is specially here to seduce Duan Yiwei.

Some people say that Ning Haitang and Duan Yiwei actually had an affair a long time ago. In order to be with Duan Yiwei, Ning Haitang was deliberately captured and sold Li Guo.

Some people said that Duan Yiwei, on the surface, the protector of the country, was devoted to serving the people, but he was also a traitor behind his back. Maybe he would contact the old Ministry of the Li State and start a rebellion.

Others said that Duan Yiwei just married to play and experience the feeling of getting married, and that a man would not get pregnant, so he could play as he wanted without being dragged down by children and affecting his reputation.

Anyway, these words are similar to what the previous group of people said, the difference is that there are some other versions, which are colorful and can be published.

What's even more outrageous is that although no one is optimistic about the marriage, things are selling surprisingly well.

I don't know why.

Ning Haitang didn't take these words to heart, because they were not her old friends, so it didn't matter how she looked at herself.

Although the old man also misunderstood himself, fortunately he soon chose to believe.

And here, it's normal for them to misunderstand themselves, but Duan Yiwei really treats them kindly, at least the whole Yunguo is the peace bought by Duan Yiwei with blood and sweat.

As a result, they felt that Duan Yiwei was treason whenever someone blew the news.

He felt worthless for Duan Yiwei.

Weitang's token of love was robbed, and the stall owner made a lot of money.

Ning Haitang waited for the crowd to disperse, walked up to the stall owner, and asked slowly, "Boss...do you still have the goods?"

The stall owner didn't know Ning Haitang, but seeing that he looked like the little white porcelain baby, he asked, "Are you Ning Haitang?"

"Well, I am."

"Damn, I actually met the deity. Forget it. Since I used your appearance, I will give you a pair for nothing." After finishing speaking, the stall owner generously and generously sent out two porcelain dolls.

One black and one white, Ning Haitang held it in his hand, just enough to hold it with one palm.

He put the two porcelain dolls into a small exquisite box, and walked towards the long pavilion, where the tokens of love were buried.

Ning Haitang found a deserted place, squatted down and used the Silver Moon Sword to plan a two-inch square hole, and was about to bury things in it when she suddenly felt something was wrong.

I also thought to myself: No, burying it like this is not digging a hole for myself, burying myself?How is this different from witchcraft?

How unlucky.

It's fine for others to bury it, but you can't curse yourself like that.

So Ning Haitang put away the porcelain doll again, and just as he put it into the box, suddenly a broad hand with well-defined bones stretched out and held down his hand.

Ning Haitang raised her head in astonishment, just in time to meet those hot and deep eyes, her heart beat twice.

"How do you know I'm here...?" Ning Haitang suppressed her heartbeat and said casually.

Duan Yiwei didn't reply, he picked up the white porcelain doll with two fingers and looked at it for a long time before saying: "This workmanship is not good, it makes you ugly."

Ning Haitang passed the black-clothed porcelain doll over speechlessly, "Then this industry has beautified you, making you look much younger."

Duan Yi smiled, and nodded his forehead, "Okay, you, you are so bold that you dare to say that I am old."

Ning Haitang said unconvinced: "I've always been very courageous, and besides, I'm just telling the truth."

"Yes, yes, my cat has always said something, innocent and innocent."

Ning Haitang didn't feel that he was praising herself at all, although he was smiling at herself.

He gave Duan Yi an angry look, and snatched back the porcelain doll in his hand, "This is mine, you want to buy it yourself."

"You're going to marry me, what's yours and mine?"

Ning Haitang kept her head down and didn't speak. It took a long time to raise her head and look directly at Duan Yiwei, and asked him seriously: "Do you really want to marry me? People in the city have such strong opinions on you, and you don't care?"

"Didn't I tell you before that justice comes from the hearts of the people? They say it is what they say. As long as I haven't done it, I won't be afraid of these slanders."

"Then you...then you are..." Ning Haitang hesitated to speak, but he didn't want to just give up, so he asked, "Do you really like me?"

Duan Yiwei didn't answer immediately, but raised his hand and touched the top of his head with the other hand, "I found that you all like to ask this question, why? Don't you believe that Duan Yiwei will be emotional?"

"Then why are you in love with me? Because of my face, or my body?"

"Because of your character, cute."

Ning Haitang actually hates the word "cute". He feels that he has nothing to do with cuteness. He is obviously a heroic man!

So dissatisfied: "cute is to describe a woman, will you praise others? If you don't, just stop talking, okay?"

"That's all I said, why are you still blowing up?" Duan Yi stroked the top of Ning Haitang's head slightly, feeling his anger rising, as if he had stepped on his cat's tail.

"So much like a cat, why don't you admit that you are cute?" Duan Yi said with a smile again.

"Oh." Ning Haitang continued to give him cold eyes.

"Actually... two years ago, the first time I saw you on the battlefield, I thought you were astonishing. Yiqiao." Duan Yiwei finally became serious, no longer in that joking manner.

He knelt down and continued to plan the small hole that Ning Haitang dug just now with his callus-free palm, and said while digging: "I always thought that the only thing that can attract me is a good-looking skin. But you let I think good-looking skins are the same, but what is really interesting is character and soul, so I will get you no matter what."

"Of course, since I thought so, I did it. The extreme means hurt you too."

"But it doesn't matter. From now on, I will make up for you and make up for the harm I have done to you."

Ning Haitang was stunned, he always thought that Duan Yiwei would not really like him.

But these words gave him a glimmer of hope, just like hearing Duan Yiwei confess his love for the first time, he followed his heart and ignored it.

He suddenly remembered that when Duan Yiwei confessed his love, he seemed to have only responded with a kiss, but he didn't express his heart, whether he wanted to marry or not.

But since he has come back with him willingly, even if he doesn't say it, he should understand what it means.

It doesn't matter if you don't say it.

He also squatted down and accompanied Duan Yiwei to continue digging the hole deeper.

Because he suddenly thought about what to bury in it.

The two bickered with each other while digging.

Ning Haitang disliked his slow digging, and mocked: "Can you do it, old man, is it because you are getting old?"

Duan Yiwei answered impeccably, and deliberately changed the subject: "So you like fast things?"

"No wonder you keep yelling 'No', 'Don't', 'Pull it out' every time I procrastinate... That's how it is."

Sure enough, Duan Yiwei is still Duan Yiwei, and Sao is still his Sao.

When Ning Haitang heard him mentioning this, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she casually grabbed a handful of dirt and sprinkled it on him: "Shut up, do you still have the face to mention it! How long have you not touched me, are you dying? !"

"Didn't I say to wait for the wedding night?" Duan Yi slightly raised his hand to block the soil he scattered, not only not angry, but also smiled lightly: "Why are you so impatient all of a sudden? Is it because spring is coming soon?" , so the cat is going to be in heat?"

"Hmph!" Ning Haitang turned his face away and ignored him.

He was too embarrassed to tell Duan Yiwei that he had been good at solving the problem for the past month since he hadn't touched him.

In the past three days or two, Duan Yiwei held down and brewed for a while, except for the first pain, even if he was reluctant, he went there almost every time.

Duan Yiwei is a master, from every time he uses his skills, he knows that he is experienced and victorious in all battles.

It's hard to find prey that doesn't succumb to his skills.

So when Ning Haitang knew that he had succumbed, he didn't blame himself too much, and besides, he forced it in the beginning.

Duan Yi saw that he was ignoring him, and didn't coax him anymore, but continued to dig deeper.

After digging out a square pit of about seven inches, Duan Yiwei suddenly stretched out his palm to Ning Haitang, "Give me back my fan."

"Ah?" Ning Haitang couldn't react for a while, and blurted out: "It's broken, you want it too?"

"I know it's broken, but if it's not broken, you're the one who died."

Ning Haitang thought about it too, Duan Yiwei injected his inner breath into the fan, and the fan blocked the impact of the explosion for him, so it shattered.

He took out a ball of cloth from his chest, and when he unfolded it, the broken glass appeared in it.

Ning Haitang held the handful of broken colored glass in both hands, and handed it to Duan Yiwei, and unexpectedly saw a trace of sadness in Duan Yiwei's eyes.

In the past, even if he was unhappy, it was fleeting, but today, this sadness lasted for a long time.

His fingers were trembling as he touched pieces of broken glass, and he was still muttering something.

Ning Haitang couldn't hear clearly, but only heard two words: "Concubine Mu..."

Then he suddenly realized, and asked cautiously: "This is what your mother and concubine left you?"

No wonder, there seems to be a word engraved on one of the fragments.

Because it was too old and covered with paste, Ning Haitang carefully identified it several times before realizing that it was a word for "Shu".

Normally, this word would not be engraved on a man's fan. Ning Haitang thought it was the name of one of Duan Yiwei's servants before.

Only now did he realize that it was his mother's concubine's name.