Get out, divorce!

follow him.

"Uh," Ning Wang slapped those gorgeous eyes, and suddenly looked at death like home, "Okay, I'll eat."

Zhao Chuansun still smiled like that, and handed it over...

Across the table full of delicacies, I watched this scene. In front of so many people, they... one doesn't look like a prince, and the other doesn't look like a Xiangye...

"No," I heard myself say, "I'll eat myself..."

I stood up abruptly and held out my hand.

Zhao Chuansun looked up at me...

Just look at it, I don't have to be like the second master!

King Ning was a little surprised and let me take back the bowl of shredded radish.

This meal was a bit long and difficult... Shredded radish can't be swallowed without chewing. After chewing, it will taste astringent... This bowl of shredded radish makes my mouth full of astringency taste.

But I still want to watch the singing and dancing in front of me, and listen to those gentlemen of Qing Dynasty flattering King Ning and the little uncle, chaotically, this meal seems to be endless.

Suddenly, Zhao Chuansun put down his chopsticks, looked over again, and stared at me indifferently with squinted phoenix eyes.

I couldn't help but stopped my chopsticks and stared blankly at him.

"Enough," he said flatly, "...don't eat."

I was stunned for a moment, as if I had been pardoned, Fei Ye seemed to throw away the chopsticks, and the little bit left, and went straight to the back.

In the back room, in the cubicle, I held my gargle and frowned and vomited heartily, while Mo Yu patiently waited for me beside me.

"Second Master, you, you..." Mo Yu patted my back and sighed slightly, "Why ask for it?"

Hmm... I was facing the Shuyu, and I couldn't even straighten my waist, so I had to raise one hand and waved at him...

I was already uncomfortable, but hearing him say that made my stomach even more uncomfortable.

It's better to spit it out...

"Is it better?" Mo Yu patted my back and handed me a cup of warm water.

I took it, rinsed my mouth vigorously, and finally came back to life.

That unlucky child, what is Prince Ning's son... There is a high probability that he died of poverty in his previous life selling radishes on Datong Street in the capital!

"Second Lord," Mo Yu looked at me with a smile, and said, "It's fate that you can't eat this, so don't be stupid."

Uh... Moyu, what are you talking about?

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand," he smiled again, and said vaguely, "You will understand when you should understand."

"Uh," I looked up and stared blankly at him.

He wanted to go back to the mat, but stopped at the corner of the screen... Not far away, there was a bustling and bustling scene, which looked like a bright moon set against the clouds...

I half-hidden behind the screen, looking at Zhao Chuansun in the banquet from a distance.

Seeing the smile in his brows and eyes, and the joy in the cup...

I also saw the unspeakable emotions hidden in King Ning's hippie smile...

turn around, go...

Zhao Chuansun suddenly looked over... his eyes were far away...

【26】

That eye contact made me turn my eyes away first.

Since then, I have been afraid to look at Zhao Chuansun.

This dare not...is different from the previous dare not.

I didn’t dare before, because I was afraid that he would call me stupid, but now I’m afraid, it’s... what is it...

I smiled wryly and took a sip of tea. The past two days have been more sentimental than the old crow squatting on the branch of the winter plum. The sad thing is that it can open its throat to call, but I can only ask myself, ask For a long time, there is still no conclusion.

I thought about this again and again...

When Zui Tianju came back, I should cry, but I shouldn't cry like that, nauseated; at the reception banquet, I should also take the bowl back, but it shouldn't be so vicious; when the eyes collided, I should turn away, but there is really no need to run away...

……well……

The tea in his hand became more astringent as he tasted it, and the crows outside the window were screaming more and more happily.

It's not easy, it's really not easy, I really don't know where it's not easy for me.

"Oh," I sighed heavily.

Anyway, in front of this window, I am the only one drinking tea in a daze.

In the past two days, I probably guessed that I was still in the "wife bereavement", and Zhao Chuansun didn't look for me, and let me rest. Naturally, I couldn't go to him. After the banquet that night, there were about three I haven't seen each other for four days.

I don't know what he's busy with. He's probably busy going up and down the court. In the court, you fight me and I fight you for your happiness... Maybe he is busy thinking about how to settle the matter of King Ning's private entry into Beijing ...

This King Ning is also strange, he has really stayed here for the past few days, never going out to show off, he is very peaceful.

Except... from time to time, come to me and talk nonsense!

"Nephew, nephew... are you there?"

Outside the window, there was a sudden sound.

Uh... I couldn't help but clenched my tea tightly, I really said Cao Cao Cao Cao was...unlucky.

"Nephew," the curtain was lifted, and it was really King Ning who came in.

"Uh..." I lowered my head and pretended to be blowing on my tea.

"Little nephew drinking tea?" This person is a familiar face, and his face is beautiful, but he is too thick, "Is there anyone for me?"

Frowning, I stared at the tea in my hand, and said sullenly, "...No."

"Really," King Ning actually pulled out a chair, sat down by himself, and looked at me with a smile on his face, "I came here risking my life from thousands of miles away, and don't you have tea?"

It's better not to come, I thought to myself.

"I said..." Seeing that I ignored him, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "Little nephew, your little uncle is not at home...I'm very bored..."

Ah... I shook my hand... I spilled some tea and scalded the back of my hand...

How did he know... Zhao Chuansun is not my real father? !

"Ha ha," seeing my surprised look, he was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, and stretched out two hands to pull my cheek...

This... I have tea in my hand, I have no time to fight back,

"Fool," Ning Wang smiled brightly, "You really are a little fool, Zhao Chuansun didn't lie to me."

I froze on the spot, what's going on?

Why did he know about this? What does it mean that Zhao Chuansun didn't lie to him? !

"What are you talking about?" I looked at him.

"Do you want to know?" King Ning's eyes flew up, and he smiled very brightly, captivating his soul.

...want to know...

... I don't know how many things there are...

He smiled softly, "Then let me tell you a story..."

When King Ning told the story, it seemed that he was telling the most authentic past event. He said that it was someone else's story. It was a friend of his when he was young and frivolous. Now he has long been separated and his whereabouts are unknown.That friend, who used to be a powerful young man, with a light BMW and light fur, still held the military power in his hand. Before his death, his father gave him a tiger talisman capable of commanding 20 forbidden troops. The tiger talisman was black and bright... eye-catching!

"...your friend and your father?"

I frowned and stared at him.

"Don't interrupt," he moved his eyes brightly, and looked at me with a smile, "Story, don't be so fussy, I can't think of how to make a sentence if you interrupt like this."

Uh... I rolled my eyes, this guy...

"That Tiger Talisman is really eye-catching, it's beautiful..."

Ever since, the upstart young man originally planned to hold that tiger amulet, arrogantly, domineeringly, spend his wealthy life in the streets and willow alleys, concubines and child prostitution.However, heaven does not follow man's wishes, or in other words, angels and man have other wishes.An official surnamed Zhao, in order to curry favor with him, invited him to his home to sing and dance beautiful women, flattery at the banquet, and a luminous cup of wine and wine.The upstart young man has too much wine, so go get those singing and dancing singers...

"What happened next?" I took a sip of tea, moistened it, and waited for him to continue.

"Later..."

Later... Later, the young son of an official named Zhao thought he was noisy, so he beat him up with his own hands, smiling slightly while beating him...

It was Zhao Chuansun, my eyes darkened, "What happened next?"

"later……"

Later... Later, I got entangled... Later, something happened to the Zhao family, and the powerful young man exchanged the tiger talisman for the life of that family, although he only wanted one of them...

It's so...

"Why are you telling me this?" I looked down at the tea.

"Fool," King Ning pulled my face up and said with a sneer, "I know what you think about him, of course I will tell you."

"Heart...thinking..." I closed my eyes and opened them again.

"That's right." A trace of determination flashed across King Ning's beautiful face. He lowered his voice and said word by word, "I can't lose this time. If I lose this time, I will give up... Do you understand?"

...Understand...What do you want me to understand?

"You don't understand," he said with a sneer, "Do you think I'm still a prince in Yanmen Pass all these years? Do you know what wars are like? I've climbed the hell gate several times... There is a centipede formation on the back, do you want to see it, it's very unique..."

Uh... what's in this guy's mind, it's spinning so fast...

Before I could react, the other side had already taken off the robe talking to himself, revealing...a well-shaped back...

It's just that there are more than a dozen deep and shallow, new and old knife wounds intertwined.

Shocking... I just stood there watching, speechless.

Suddenly, without knowing when, Zhao Chuansun came in with a gloomy face...

I look at him...or...they...

Zhao Chuansun resentfully pulled up King Ning's robe, held his ear and went out.

From beginning to end, the little uncle never looked at me.

...a tiger talisman, the lives of Zhao's family...

...the scars on his back...

...If you lose this time, give up...

Also, he said, my thoughts on... Zhao Chuansun...

Thoughts... two words that are ignorant.

The cup of tea in my hand was already completely cold, but the bright sunshine broke through the window