Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

After she left, Lan Xiao stared obsessively at the direction of her departure, and he didn't relax for a long time: What a smart woman who uses words as a knife!

Stepping out of the gate of Lanjiabao, Chi Heng breathed a sigh of relief: "My sister still has a way."

Seeing that she was at ease and not affected by the danger of forced marriage, Qinghe smiled softly like a spring breeze: "You will have a longer memory in the future, don't touch what you shouldn't touch, and remember to hide what you should hide. no."

"I was hiding, but I didn't join in the fun. Who knew that the hydrangea was flying towards me, but I thought it was dangerous. Besides, the owner of the blue castle wants to make his daughter happy. He relies on me, so what does it matter to me?"

The little general's black brocade headband fluttered in the air, against which he was dressed in a bright crimson robe, no matter how you looked at it, he was pleasing.

Passing by a shallow puddle, Qinghe walked around carefully, Chi Heng stood by her side, and heard her say: "Oh? The red hydrangea that you split in half was wronged, and the good-looking body was separated."

"Who made it not have eyes, and I am also something it can provoke?"

The clear and bright voice fell on the ear, the spring is warm in March, and the fragrance of flowers blowing from nowhere in the wind, Qing He smiled, agreeing in his heart.

good.You are the only person I can provoke.None of the others.

Suddenly remembering that Chi Heng hastily held palms against the Lord of the Blue Castle, she smiled slightly, and returned to the inn, where Chi Heng was brought to the table by her.

"Hand out."

"Hey? What are you doing?"

Miss Lan was poisoned, so many doctors didn't see the clues, worried that Wanwan would see through the biggest secret of her body, Chi Heng put his hands behind his back, and refused with words: "It's not worth going back to the room for a little injury, it's not worth it." when--"

How could Qinghe have the patience to listen to her nonsense?Use strong directly.

It took no effort at all to break free from her hand, but Chi Heng couldn't help but struggle, and couldn't bear to break free.

It's easy to break free from Wanwan's hand, but if she breaks free, she may feel sad when she hides at night.

She sighed, and put her heart back on her stomach for the time being, "Okay, okay, can I put my hands here?"

She was willing to cooperate, Qinghe's palm brushed the top of the little general's hair, it felt strange to be touched by her on the head, Chi Heng avoided his head: "Wanwan, don't touch my head."

"Why?" As she spoke, she put her fingertips on the young general's white and tender wrist, examined her left hand, and then examined her right hand.

It took less than a quarter of an hour for the two hands to be diagnosed back and forth, but Chi Heng didn't say anything.

Why is Wanwan not allowed to touch her head?What's wrong?She couldn't tell.

"Fortunately, the injury is not serious."

Withdrawing her slender fingers, Qing He's eyelashes, like small fans, cast a faint shadow on the eyelids.

Without revealing anything, Chi Heng was in a good mood: "I'll just say it, I have my sense of proportion."

The well-meaning little general went back to his room to meditate and heal his wounds. There was silence all around. Qinghe sat at the table and raised his hand to make tea for himself.

The smell of tea overflowed, and the white mist blurred her eyes.

She was a little confused again.

A Chi's pulse is obviously a man's pulse, with astringent strings, definitely not a woman's.

She dazedly and unconsciously tapped her knuckles on the table: If Ah Chi is a woman, the Chi family has committed the crime of deceiving the emperor. With General Chi's prudence in marching, he will never make a mistake in losing his head.

It's normal if she can't diagnose the weirdness.

Sitting there, my thoughts raced and I thought too much. I remembered that many years ago, the palace sent an imperial doctor to diagnose the pulse of the courtiers and their families.

Not to mention the unknown king, sending the imperial doctor with great fanfare, is it really just to sympathize with the ministers?

If A Chi is really a woman, her pulse condition cannot be diagnosed by the imperial physicians in the palace. So far, what is the Chi family going to do?

The wind blows in through the window, the scroll flips, and Qinghe is suddenly awakened.

I can't figure out whether A Chi is a man or a woman, I'm afraid she won't be able to rest assured in her dreams.

If you don't know the inside story, you can't protect 'him'. If you don't know the inside story, you may become the enemy's weakness in the palm of your hand one day.

Rather than foolishly guessing here, why not...

She slowly calmed down.

She couldn't forget how A Niang died, and even this cold poison was given by the enemy.

In the past 16 years, I have been living cautiously, day after day, I have developed the habit of taking one step, watching three steps, watching thirty steps, and watching three hundred steps.

Thinking that A Chi might be in the same unknown danger as her, Qinghe's eyes turned hard, and he slapped the sandalwood table with a slap.

She will never allow anyone to hurt A Chi!

On the top of the willows on the moon, after dinner, bathing and burning incense, Chi Heng lay flat on the big bed, his long legs were bent, and his legs were crossed, blowing the bangs falling from his forehead childishly.

Bangs up and down, she never tired of it.

Reminiscing about the interesting things in recent days: Well, she gave Wanwan a golden bell as a gift, so there is no need to worry about her sudden cold and no one to take care of her. She lives next door, and as soon as the golden bell rings, she will rush towards her.

so good.She admired herself for being quick-witted, with a smile hidden in her eyes, rolling on the bed complacently for a while.

When wearing the golden bell, she took the opportunity to touch Wanwan's waist.

Tsk, so fine!

She has been coveting this waist for a long time.

She squinted her eyes and acted foolishly.

In the daytime, the hairpins are for Wanwan, but unfortunately the hydrangea came at an inappropriate time, and the hairpins were interrupted after not appreciating enough.

Wanwan is really powerful, facing the master of the blue castle, she does not lose her aura, and Wanwan treats her with genuine gentleness, which is not necessarily seen by outsiders.

Ever since she was a child, she knew that Wanwan was different from any lady from the families of civil servants and generals.

She is unique, and she is also the one who doesn't dislike her visiting flower houses and admiring the beauty the most.

How did she know that Shen Qinghe didn't care, it was because she was too young to care about it.

In short, the innocent little general hugged the pillow and fell asleep, pretending in his heart that it was Shen Qinghe's good.Across a wall, Qinghe hugged the [Winning Star] and fell asleep peacefully as usual.

Yesterday, there was a lot of trouble in Lanjiabao about recruiting relatives. The hydrangea was split in half by a young man, and the matter of getting married was settled.

On the same day, Grandmaster Wuzheng passed away, and the martial arts of the young master of Mengyun Villa were abolished.

The one who abolished his martial arts was the well-known, richest man in the city, and the philanthropic Master of the Blue Castle.

The martial arts of the young owner of his own family was abolished, and he would not give up if he changed to any one, even if the other party was the Lanjiabao.

But when something happened, Mengyun Villa didn't ask any questions, and their attitude was extremely indifferent, with a great sense of laissez-faire.

A few things are mysterious and mysterious no matter how you think about them inside and out. Due to the power of Mengyun Villa and Lanjiabao, people in the Jianghu wisely did not dare to get to the bottom of it.

Anning Temple is not far from Luan City, and the monks rushed here overnight after receiving the news.

The current eminent monk died in a muddle-headed way. It stands to reason that he died in Lanjiabao. Lanjiabao is the most suspect.

But the master of Lanbao has a good reputation, and he and Wuzheng are best friends and treat him with great respect. Even if An Ning Temple has a grudge, he dare not say that Wuzheng was poisoned by Lanjiabao.

Things have to have an explanation.

Forced to be helpless, Lan Cui explained the cause and effect with the Uncrowned Master of Anning Temple.

In the final analysis, Wu Zheng's death was what he deserved.Regardless of whether Master Wuchuang believes this statement or not, Anning Temple can no longer trouble Lan Jiabao.

Lanjiabao wants a good name, and Anning Temple pays more attention to its clean name.Wu Zheng is dead, there is no need to stir up troubles for a dead person and gamble on a hundred years of reputation.

As the golden crow sinks to the west, the "Young Master", who was cruelly abandoned by Mengyun Villa, hides in the narrow alley like a bereaved dog.

After a few days of kung fu, her clothes were tattered, she lost her martial arts, and lost all the privileges she was born with. Bai Yuefeng's life was worse than that of ordinary people.

After wolfing down the stolen steamed stuffed bun, his eyes were stern, and he took out the dagger hidden in his sleeve.

He couldn't forget who was the victim of falling into the current field.

Although he is the young owner of the villa, he was not born to be valued by the owner, otherwise he would not take the risk to plot the entire Lanjiabao.

There were three people who killed him.

The first one was the boy who chopped the hydrangea, the second was the sick child, and the last one was Wu Zheng.

What a deceitful Wuzheng!

His eyes were red with anger, and he couldn't comprehend Wu Zheng's painstaking efforts to beg the Lord of the Blue Castle to spare his life.

The blade shone coldly in the sun, and he smiled sinisterly: "Damn it, you all should die!"

On the third day of squatting at the Yunlai Inn, seeing the two siblings walking out of the inn, talking and laughing happily, Bai Yuefeng looked fierce, and followed behind after hiding the murder weapon.

He is not a young opponent, but he kills people, and the best way to retaliate is to kill the people he cares about.

Qinghe paused: "Achi, I forgot to put on my veiled hat, please get it for me."

Chi Heng was worried about leaving her alone.

"Go quickly, the sun is shining."

Is it so sunny?Chi Heng hesitated on the spot and still refused to go.

"go."

Really couldn't resist her, the little general, with the intention of going back quickly, earnestly asked: "Then you go to a nearby teahouse and don't wander around outside."

Qinghe laughed at her long-winded: "Okay, you go quickly."

Saying goodbye in a hurry, the two ran in opposite directions, one went to the inn, but the other insisted on going to a remote place.

Bai Yuefeng was secretly ecstatic, and quickly followed.

Walking to an empty alley selected in advance, the girl looked around, but no one came, she sighed in disappointment.

Before her breath was exhausted, the tall figure who appeared silently at the entrance of the alley caused a slight ripple in her waiting mood.

"Miss Chi, long time no see."

"Master Bai." Qing He smiled: "It's really great that you can come."

Very good?Why is it so good, are you in a hurry to seek death?

Bai Yuefeng's eyes were lewd. The smile hadn't parted yet, a sharp arrow flew out from the mouth of the mechanical beast, and pierced through the throat.

Unreasonable swiftness.

He opened his eyes wide, still unable to believe that he died like this.

To die at the hands of a crooked, weak and inexperienced sick man, the only thing to be desired is that the sick man is a rare beauty.

Qinghe stood in a clean space a few steps away, his eyes were ruthless.After confirming that Bai Yuefeng was dead, he deliberately waited for a few breaths before going forward to retrieve the short arrow, wiped off the blood stained on the arrow body, and retracted the small mechanism beast together with the arrow.

When the sky was clear and the air was clear, she glanced coldly at the young master Bai, who was dying, and lifted her lips to sneer: Such a reckless man, she wore a golden silk soft armor on her body.

Bai Yuefeng picked up the persimmon softly, but he didn't know that the moment his martial arts were abolished by the Lord of the Blue Castle, he fell into Qinghe's calculation.

It is easier to kill a useless person than to kill a martial arts practitioner.The master of the blue castle accidentally made the knife in her hand, but the knife was not cruel enough, so she had to come in person.

Shen Qinghe flicked his sleeves and left the empty alley expressionlessly.

"Wan Wan?!"

On the long street, Chi Heng walked towards her anxiously holding the veiled cap: "Where did you go? I thought you were captured by the bad guys!"

"Where are the bad guys?" Qing He smiled deeply, holding a large bouquet of flowers with his hands behind his back as if conjuring, and presented them in front of the little general: "Ah Chi, send you flowers."