The lady is stunning, she hides her secrets

At this time, in the palace of the imperial capital far away, the Emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Real Dragon was so angry that he was about to explode on the spot.

The eunuch who escaped from the bandit village on Shinan Mountain knelt on the ground and tearfully told about his experiences in the past few days.

Guan Niangniang, who was about to be acquired by the emperor, flew away like this.

Who dares to snatch the emperor's things?Who dares to touch the emperor's beauties?

Who gave them the guts to these poor people?

How dare a few bandits rebel beyond their limits?

The emperor threw things all over the floor and still didn't feel relieved. He dropped the last porcelain vase in the room and said angrily, "Call Bu Pang."

The eunuch was about to deliver the order, but was stopped by the emperor.

"Forget it, Bu Pang is still young and not sharp enough to be decisive. Tell General Zhang to lead the army to go out immediately, and kill everyone who is panting in this bandit den. I will implicate the nine clans and leave no one behind!"

Emperor Qi's heart, liver and lungs ached, and thinking of the words that Guan Meiren had given him before committing suicide, made him feel sad again.

As expected of Guan Shilang's daughter-in-law, she has the integrity of a lady from a famous family. At that time, she didn't want to live, and would rather die to show her ambition.

What you can't get is always the best, and Guan Meiren, who was too late to achieve the fate of husband and wife, instantly became an irreplaceable existence in the emperor's heart.

The emperor was so angry, how could he let it go?

It's just that the emperor didn't know that the real Guan Meiren was in the imperial capital not far away from him. He was with the son of a rebel who he had arrested for more than ten years and hadn't caught yet, and loved each other.

And the fake Guan Meiren who became his cinnabar mole was sitting across the river with the bandit whom he hated so much, eating and drinking hot food.

Zhong Ling chose a restaurant by the river, which is well-known for its signature dishes.

Zhong Ling handed the menu to Ban Qing: "Look, what else do you want?"

Ban Qing pushed the menu back, looking very obedient: "I like whatever you like."

Ban Qing's face was still red.

Along the way, Zhong Ling paid the bill for buying clothes, Zhong Ling also paid for entering the jewelry store, and Zhong Ling still had to pay for entering this expensive restaurant.

This made him feel deeply ashamed.

Zhong Ling is really rich.

Fang Wu was never stingy with giving him money from his private house, and when he married Guan Ruoyun, the elders of Guan's family gave him the money.

Not to mention that he traveled all over the years and saved a lot of savings, and he didn't spend much money. Wherever he went, there were many people rushing to spend a lot of money on him.

This time he went shopping with a little bandit, and it was rare for him to feel the sense of accomplishment when his brother took him shopping.Seeing Ban Qing's joyful and ashamed appearance, he felt that the journey was very interesting.

This little bandit is quite amusing, if you have nothing to chat with him, you can make him laugh for a while.

Zhong Ling stayed alone in Jiangbei for the New Year, and he had some vague expectations for what would happen here.

The riverside is frozen, and the north and the south will not resume communication until next spring.

In the private room of Linjiang's restaurant, the food hadn't been served yet, and the windows were still not closed. Zhong Ling looked out of the window at the frozen river, dazed in a daze.

He was in a daze for a while, but when he turned his head, he found that Ban Qing was also staring at the river in a daze.

So he asked him: "You look at Jiang Shang, what are you thinking?"

Ban Qing turned back to look at him, just smiled embarrassedly, the bright light in his eyes seemed to be able to speak.

Zhong Ling's heart moved, and he felt that the atmosphere was good, suitable for casual chatting.

He asked Xiao Er to add a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and said to Ban Qing: "The sweet-scented osmanthus wine specially brewed by this shop has a unique flavor. Now that we are facing the river and facing the moon, and the embankment is piled up with plain snow, why don't we have a drink, which is not disappointing." Great view at this time."

Zhong Ling has always been very vulgar and elegant, but at this moment he suddenly became elegant, which stunned Ban Qing for a moment.

Ban Qing boasted: "Zhong Ling, you read so many books. I... I am not as good as you. I was lazy when I was supposed to study when I was a child, and I always thought about running into the mountains every day."

Ban Qing asked in a low voice: "When you go back, you have time...can you teach me?"

Zhong Ling didn't even know he was smiling, he said softly: "Okay."

Ban Qing immediately became happy.

With his shy and self-satisfied appearance, he is a young man who is just beginning to fall in love.

Zhong Ling couldn't figure it out, how could such an innocent little bandit dare to snatch the bride out of the caravan when they met for the first time, and take her home to be his wife?

Ban Qing has never thought as much as Zhong Ling. For him, since the lady wants to drink, she should drink with her.

Don't drink this, is it still a man?

The fragrant and sweet sweet-scented osmanthus wine was delivered to the table, exuding a mellow and soft aroma.

Zhong Ling personally filled a cup and handed it to Ban Qing.

Zhong Ling took a sip, and Ban Qing could have a drink at a reasonable price, without Zhong Ling persuading him to drink, he could kill himself.

Zhong Ling was amused, and a guess sprouted in her heart.

When Ban Qing called him "Zhong Ling" for the first time, Zhong Ling was puzzled, where did he know his real name?

What started to attract Zhong Ling's attention was Ban Qing's natural closeness to him when he got along with him.That is different from others' obsession with his appearance, but a kind of trust that is almost from the heart.

This made Zhong Ling start to wonder whether they had a relationship before?

He carefully looked at Ban Qing's facial features, but for a moment he couldn't remember that he had seen such a person.

When Ban Qing was blushing from drinking, Zhong Ling picked a topic at random: "Do you like the dim sum from Jiufuji today?"

"I like it, it's delicious."

"Then which one do you like best?"

Ban Qing replied loudly: "Of course it's peach blossom cakes!"

He didn't know what Zhong Ling was saying step by step. Although he drank a little wine and relaxed a little, he wasn't drunk yet.

It's just that if you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk. Zhong Ling sitting opposite him is like the most beautiful dream, and also a passer-by in his countless midnight dreams.

He could hardly believe that everything in front of him was real, but the lights in this restaurant were warm, and the people under the lights were drinking with him, chatting casually like old friends for many years.

This is a feeling that Ban Qing has never experienced before, and it makes him feel warm and happy.

He belched a little, and slowly added: "Peach and lime are also delicious, as long as you give it to me, I like it very much."

Zhong Ling was amused by him again: "Do you like sweets?"

"Everything else is average, just... I like this."

When Zhong Ling was in Bandit Village, he often saw Ban Qing and his dog running around with peach blossom cakes, knowing that he really liked peach blossom cakes, this made him a little curious.

"Why do you like peach blossom cakes so much?"

Ban Qing blurted out: "Because you like to eat."

Zhong Ling smiled, looking casual: "How do you know my taste?"

"When you were young, it was you...you said it yourself, you said: 'Peach blossoms are delicious when they are broken, and I like the broken ones.'"

It was indeed his taste, and it seemed like something he would say.

He couldn't remember when he said this sentence, but Zhong Ling felt that he seemed to be close to a truth that he had been ignoring for a long time.

The moonlight reflects the snow, and the wine is charming.

Zhong Ling suddenly approached Ban Qing.

Zhong Ling's cool hand covered Ban Qing's.

His deep voice is full of temptation, like a mermaid singing at night in the sea: "Ban Qing, where have we met?"