Chu Gongzhi

Keep in mind our website and wish you all a happy reading!Don't forget to spread the word.

"Okay." Gong Lingshu is also rarely relaxed, the heroine matter has come to an end, she originally wanted to take this opportunity to talk to Gong Muqing, but Gong Muqing hid in the room all day, and Ning Luo did not see anyone , she was afraid that if she went to find Gong Muqing, she would run into the two of them together, so she kept suppressing this matter.The festive and festive atmosphere and the warmth from the palm temporarily dispelled the depression in her heart. She looked at Chu Ming, thinking about the shortness of her life, and thinking about her long-term companionship.

Thinking about her selfishness and her own concealment.

Why not have fun for a while?

☆, Chengli

The market at night is even more lively, with festive lanterns everywhere, loud voices, and red lanterns hanging on row upon row of eaves, making the atmosphere even more festive.

Chu Ming led Gong Lingshu carefully through the crowd. Although she said that she would lead Gong Lingshu, she didn't know the route or what was ahead, so she simply slowed down and took a walk.Gong Lingshu was also someone who had nothing to do with Qixi Festival before, so it was a bit of a novelty to see so many excited young men and women.

Gong Lingshu didn't speak, Chu Ming was quiet, and the two of them walked through the bustling crowd holding hands, with the red thread wrapped around their wrists, and Chu Ming suddenly had a hope that this road would be long and long, so that they could be together Going on like this, until the head is inseparable, until the end of time.

"It's getting late, let's have dinner here." Gong Lingshu pulled Chu Ming, and the place where they stopped was Yi Xinglong.

Chu Ming came back to her senses for a moment, she smiled at Gong Lingshu, "Okay." Then she raised their holding hands to see that the knot in Gong Lingshu's hand was the fisherman's knot tied by Chu Ming. This kind of knot is easy to hit, but it is difficult to disassemble after tightening. The knot can just rotate flexibly at the end of Gong Lingshu's finger, but if it is pulled hard, it will definitely get stuck at the knuckle.After thinking about it, Chu Ming tightened the knot on his hand, and the squeezed gap could easily allow knuckles to pass through.

Chu Ming took off the rope loop, wrapped the rope around Gong Lingshu's wrist a few times, and then put the rope loop on her little finger that was still tied with a red rope and tightened it, so that it looked like she was wearing a unique bracelet.Chu Ming pulled the hand that she raised to see, and smiled slyly: "How to untie it is up to you."

"Then I don't understand." Gong Ling Shurao calmly led Chu Ming into the restaurant.

The two found a seat against the wall and sat down. Yixinglong's waiter didn't recognize Chu Ming, nor did he dare to recognize the young lady who was dressed in men's clothes, so the two finished the ordering process in a rare and quiet manner.

After the buddy left, Chu Ming took Gong Lingshu's hand to play with: "I really don't plan to solve it?"

"I don't understand if I can keep it." Gong Lingshu allowed Chu Ming to move, "but it's a bit of a hindrance to keep it."

In the way? Chu Ming was taken aback when she heard the words. She raised her head and asked Gong Lingshu to prove her guess.

"Yo~" Chu Ming was so moved, she leaned closer to Gong Lingshu, with a look of winking and shyness, "What's in the way~ You can keep it..."

Gong Lingshu made a "shh" gesture to her, Chu Ming immediately fell silent, she pricked up her ears to watch her surroundings vigilantly, and at the same time moved in front of Gong Lingshu to block her, she was also confused one after another I'm getting a little nervous.

But Gong Lingshu's expression was as usual, and he didn't even roll his eyes.Just as Chu Ming was wondering, small and broken voices reached her ears.

"...It has been nearly six years since the eldest lady of the Gong family entered the palace, and no natural or man-made disasters have occurred in our country... Don't you think she is some kind of destiny princess? Recently, we have been saying that our current emperor can suppress To live in that disaster, there is no need for a princess..."

"That's right, I've also heard that the fate is too exaggerated, we are not doing well now..."

"Keep your voices down, this is the territory of the Gong family, let any guy here hear you and stop messing around in Los Angeles!"

"Okay, don't talk, let's eat..."

Chu Ming looked at Gong Lingshu worriedly, and Gong Lingshu played with the chopsticks calmly, feeling that Chu Ming's eyes still had the intention to comfort her: "Don't worry, my Gong family's hundreds of years of foundation has been talked about by these broken mouths." If it just collapsed, we wouldn't have to live in this country anymore."

"What makes me a little bit concerned." Although through the black veil, Chu Ming could feel the cold gaze in those blue eyes, "Who has the guts to spread such a thing under the emperor's foot and in the territory of the palace family?" A seditious rumor."

Today is Qixi Festival, seventeen days and nights have passed since that hour.Gong Muqing looked out of the window at the moonlight that could rival the sun, and couldn't sleep.

Gong Muqing had sporadic complaints in her heart, she clearly only gave Ning Luo an hour, but in the end she made herself wait for seventeen days.

After Ning Luo left the harem, Mu Qing really fell into a deep sleep and hadn't dreamed yet.

After waking up, Gong Mu didn't see the figure she expected, and she was inexplicably flustered.

Could it be that something happened to Ning Luo? Obviously the most important thing she should do at that time was to seal the dungeon, but she didn’t know why she wanted to wait for Ning Luo. What if she came back suddenly? So Gong Muqing wrapped herself in a quilt and stared at the dungeon. Staring out of the window in a daze, this daze lasted until it was dawn.

Ning Luo's single-soldier combat ability is extremely strong, and it can be seen from the fact that she has solved the three groups of assassins of Yan Luoling by herself. Gong Muqing's finding Ning Luo is worth dispatching a small team, and places like Gong's dungeon , Many people will only mess with their hands.

Gong Muqing went to the dungeon early the next morning, but there was no movement in the dungeon. She looked at the closed door, but finally did not open it.

Gong Muqing didn't seal the dungeon, nor did he send anyone down.

Just wait, she thought.

Gong Muqing stayed in the room all day, and returned to the state of being sleepless all night.Today is day No. 17. The longer you wait, the greater the probability that Ning Luo is dead. Gong Muqing knows it well, but she still wonders why Ning Luo hasn't come to her yet.

Can't sleep... Gong Muqing just sat up, put on her clothes and got off the bed.

Gong Muqing opened the door, and there was silence outside the door, only a few black butterflies that looked very illusory flew past like paper ashes.Gong Muqing stepped out of the door, a burst of dizzying light suddenly exploded in front of her eyes, Gong Muqing shook her head, and opened her eyes again.The bright moon hangs high, so bright that it is unbelievably bright. The dead gray moonlight spreads on the ground, ponds, and houses, presenting a dead silence.

Gong Muqing stumbled and walked towards the figure leaning against the corner, every step was like stepping on cotton, the surrounding scenery began to appear wavy and distorted, Gong Muqing seemed to wake up from a dream, from the moment he walked out the door, there was a strange The colors began to swim in front of her eyes.

Must be dreaming? She thought.

That's Ning Luo, right? Gong Muqing staggered when approaching the corner, and she suddenly fell beside that figure.

This is not Ning Luo, how could Ning Luo not pick up when she saw her fall? Anyway, it was here, Gong Muqing simply sat across from that figure, she tried hard to see that person's face clearly, but her eyes were blurred.Gong Muqing shook her head vigorously, she stretched out her hand to lift the man's drooping face.

But that person avoided Gong Muqing's hand.

This is not Ning Luo.Gong Muqing's hands froze in mid-air.

"I'm dirty..." the man whispered hoarsely, his voice was weak.

After hearing this, Gong Muqing pulled her into his arms and tightened her waist.Ning Luo had a strong smell of earth and incense ash, which seemed to only appear on newly buried corpses, so heavy that it covered up the reassuring sweetness.

Gong Muqing hugged her with relief: "You are back. I knew it, I knew it, even if you die, you will come back to find me."

Ning Luo was silent for a long time, Gong Muqing felt that the person in her arms was too thin, as if she would be wiped out with a little force, Gong Muqing had never seen such a weak and fragile Ning Luo, she relaxed arm.

"Gong Muqing..." Ning Luo suddenly spoke, his voice choked with sobs: "Do you really think that I will forgive you for whatever you do?"