Jinwuzang charming boy

It wasn't until she was about to stay in an inn that night and get out of the "caravan" that was two or three times larger than a normal carriage, that Chen Xiaojiao realized that she had slept for three days—and was packed in the middle of the night on her birthday. Throw it into the carriage and send it out of the palace.

With the supply of imperial food, the few BMWs that pulled the cart lived up to expectations, and within three days, the capital was thrown to the rear.

So when Chen Xiaojiao woke up and wanted to seek shelter and calm herself down, he couldn't even see the hair in the capital...

In all fairness, Chen Xiaojiao is very curious about this trip - although she has been here for nearly seven years, Chen Xiaojiao has never been out of the palace once - the so-called being born in the deep palace, Longer than a woman's hand, I think it is the best description of his court life in the past few years ╮(╯▽╰)╭

However, countless predecessors have told us with their experience: the ideal is full, the reality is skinny, and many things are much better just thinking about them than putting them into action——

Chen Xiaojiao stared at the so-called high-grade VIP luxury presidential suite of the Tianzi Brand, full of bean-sized torches——fall!What the hell is Heicheng like this? !What about nightlife? !

Liu Che, who had been silent for most of the day, opened his mouth at this moment, and he could still hear a little smile: "Brother, don't be anxious, the palace is naturally not comparable to the folks, and it's normal for the lights to be dim."

Chen Xiaojiao was expressionless: ... the labor and management had a paralyzed face from the beginning to the end, how can you tell that the labor and management are anxious? !

Classmate Chen Xiaojiao, who had been running wild in her heart for a long time, finally could only miss the brilliant crystal chandelier in her previous life and silently crawled towards the bed in the dark.

Liu Che, who was always standing in the darkness, raised the corners of his mouth suddenly, his voice was like the alluring Faust——

"Brother, I heard that Zhengjing Street in Xiangzhou City is famous for being lit all night. Are you interested in going for a walk with Archer?"

Chen Xiaojiao's eyes lit up when she heard the words, she forced herself to suppress the cheers that she was about to blurt out, and said in a calm tone: "Well, since Archer wants to go, then brother will accompany you."

The smile spread from the corner of his mouth to his eyes, and Liu Che took Chen Xiaojiao's hand, who had turned around and walked back, into his palm: "...Then Archer will thank brother first."

There seemed to be a faint teasing smile in that voice, which made Chen Xiaojiao's face in the dark feel hot, but she could only force herself to speak: "...My brother, why are you being polite, don't worry about it."

"..."

Liu Che didn't say anything this time, but suddenly tightened his grip on the man's hand, and the small smile in his eyes was gradually replaced by another emotion——

What should I do brother?To me, you are like the legendary poppy in the southern continent ten seas away. Once you taste it, you become addicted. Since then, you have been immersed in it, and you can’t stop... All your expressions and actions are like a temptation to me, and you But I don't know it, it only hooks me more and more and I can't extricate myself...

What's more, I don't want to free myself from it at all, I just hope that I can pull you together and never recover?

... My brother, what are you being polite about, don't worry about it - that's what you said.

...Then go to hell with me, bro.

Arriving at the "Orthodox Street" with a very serious name, it is indeed a brightly lit night scene, but obviously, the only place where this street has a connection with the word "Orthodox" is its name——

The corners of Chen Xiaojiao's mouth twitched: ...This is clearly a street of flowers, huh, do you think I'm stupid? !

Chen Xiaojiao turned her eyes to look at Liu Che with an innocent face, Liu Che looked back innocently: "What's wrong, brother? I haven't been here before, I was introduced by the innkeeper... Is there anything wrong?"

Speaking of which, Liu Che glanced at the women in front of each house calmly, with no emotion on his face: "Aren't these sisters cold dressed like this?"

The corners of Chen Xiaojiao's mouth twitched again, and she turned her face away... Should he say it's cold, or should he say it's not cold...

"...This kind of place is not suitable for you, you are still young, don't come to such a messy place by yourself next time, hear?"

In the end, Chen Xiaojiao ignored the strange direction of whether she was cold or not, and her voice was rare and serious.

"Brother, that store seems to be different, how about we go and have a look?"

The rare serious tone and strong voice were directly blocked by Liu Che. The twelve or thirteen-year-old Liu Che looked ignorant and novel, and pointed to a shop with a plain front. In this long street of flowers, that shop really seemed a bit special. .

Chen Xiaojiao: ...Intuition is not a good bird.

Liu Che remained silent and smiled slightly.

So in the end, Chen Xiaojiao was defeated by her own curiosity and walked over.

There were sixteen characters and four punctuation marks like splashed ink in his eyes. Chen Xiaojiao glanced over them, and then couldn't move them away for a long time——

I have heard of broken sleeves,

Yearning for it.

Fortunately, today,

I mourn for Han.

After reading it over and over again and understanding it many times, Chinese scum_Chen Xiaojiao finally decided that it should be the meaning she understood, so Chen Xiaojiao (-д-).

Although he is not good at history, but after reading the life of the male god rival in love, he has such a little common sense - the man with broken sleeves, Emperor Ai of Han, should be the great-great-great-grandson of the one next to him, right?

and so……

Chen Xiaojiao raised her head, her eyes fell on the four words "I am lucky to be here today", countless grass and mud horses galloped past her heart, and only one sentence remained in the end:...Dear family qaq