Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

The emperor is suspicious, especially when others can do it but he can't.

Zhao Qian stared at the trapped beast in the cage with dark eyes: "In the past, Gao Zu took refuge in the mountains and forests before he made his fortune. Wild animals surrounded the mountains, and it was very dangerous. Gao Zu was suffering from hunger and cold, and at the right time, a fierce tiger approached and stared at it. At a critical moment, Gao. Zu scolded the tiger with one word, and the divine power seemed to descend from the sky.

The tiger's crouching is a blessing from heaven, and the emperor's fortune is beginning to appear.

Gao Zu spent two years in the deep mountains with this tiger, sleeping with the tiger at night, driving the tiger to hunt during the day, enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens, and finally became hegemony.I am the empress of Gao Zu, the emperor of a country..."

If the Son of Heaven cannot make the tiger submit, how can Chi Heng do it?

Zhao Qian was in a terrible mood: "Master Dao, why don't you say anything? Do you also think I'm being stupid?"

He slumped in front of the cage in frustration, his face pale: "Master, tell me, have I lost my favor?"

"..."

The imperial study room was silent, Zhao Qian bowed his head and said to himself: "Otherwise, why would Lan Xianzhi die?

I bathed and burned incense for him, and prayed devoutly. In the end, the person I wanted to protect died, and the person I wanted to kill lived.Daoist, is the emperor too useless? "

I don't know how long it has passed, a man in a light yellow Taoist robe stood in front of him, his thin body squatted down slowly: "Your Majesty."

"Daoist, could it be that Chi Heng is the person we are looking for?" Zhao Qian grabbed his arm, his expression in a trance: "But it's not right, Chi Heng is a man, how could he be the empress revealed by the heavens?"

He suddenly changed his face and gritted his teeth fiercely: "The sky is not fair, there are no two suns, why does the emperor have two stars!? The sky is not fair, the sky is not fair!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, calm down."

A dry hand tapped his shoulder.

There was another eerie silence.

Zhao Qian finally calmed down.

After a long time, he sighed wearily: "Master Daoist, I have lost my composure again."

14 years ago when the twin stars came into the world, His Majesty had nightmares at night and woke up suffering from madness. After 14 years, the madness became more and more serious.

"Your Majesty, don't overthink, [Longmen] is always on His Majesty's side."

"I know."

It took Zhao Qian half a quarter of an hour to restore the emperor's demeanor, and the difference between before and after was like two different people.

He straightened his imperial robes, and his refined and elegant demeanor made him look much more normal: "One day I will be the emperor, and the world will still belong to me! After I die, my son will become the next emperor. Passed down from generation to generation.

This day is not fair, I sent a woman to seize my power, fortunately I have [Longmen] to help, Daoist, I haven't lost yet, right? "

"Yes, Your Majesty is rich all over the world, no matter how powerful your ministers are, the world will eventually be named Zhao."

"That's right." Zhao Qian's deep eyes flashed frantically: "I haven't lost yet."

To appease his emotions and stabilize his madness, the man called 'Taoist' swung his sleeves and disappeared.

"Come on!"

The superintendent entered at the sound.

"Kill this tiger!"

When the emperor was angry, the tiger roared continuously.

"Feixue, Feixue!" The tiger cub in Chi Heng's arms suddenly became agitated, she hugged it tightly to prevent it from escaping, and was surprised: "Sister, what happened to it?"

Qinghe looked intently, saw the cub with tears in his eyes, and heard his voice very sad, somehow remembered the incident of 'the lamb kneeling at the breast'.

Animals are still sentient.

She thought for a while, and looked towards the direction of the imperial city with complicated eyes.

A Chi subdued the tiger with one punch and one drink in the [Beast Garden]. At that time, she had a faint premonition.

Throughout the ages, as long as the superiors are narrow-minded and suspicious, they will not tolerate those who are stronger than themselves.

Not to mention that there are examples in the history books of "Gao Zu surrendered the tiger, and God helped him".

It is expected that an accident happened to the only remaining adult tiger in the 【Beast Garden】.

She couldn't bear to speak out, and her long eyelashes drooped: "[Feixue] is quite spiritual."

The tiger cub stopped, and Shuang's beaten eggplant nestled in the arms of its new owner, listless.

Chi Heng savored the word 'spirituality' a few times, and his heart skipped a beat: "It's that tiger—"

She closed her mouth and looked around cautiously from the corner of her eye.

It's not safe here.

It is impossible to say that the whereabouts of the two of them have been under the prying eyes of people since they left the house.

Eyes intertwined, Qing He comforted softly: "Go back to the General's Mansion."

Chi Heng hugged the tiger cub sullenly: "To your house or mine?"

"your home."

The little general beamed with joy: "Go to my [Mingguangyuan], I will treat my sister well."

Compared with Chi Heng who ran to [Xiuchun Court] when he was young, Qinghe seldom set foot in [Mingguang Court].

She didn't know A Chi's identity earlier, she didn't think much about it, but now that she knew her identity, she wanted to come to Madam Chi to prevent her from being admitted to the hospital, in order to cover A Chi's daughter's body, for fear of being smashed by her, so she was on guard.

She raised her eyebrows and smiled, and asked deliberately: "Is there anything in your yard that I can't see?"

Chi Heng paused when he stroked the tiger's head: "What can I do? Can I still hide it from my sister?"

Qinghe's eyes were doting, and he let her go after a few words of verbal teasing.

The prosperity of Shengjing can't be seen at a glance, and on the other side of the long street, white lanterns are hung on the gate of Lanjia Mansion.

White lanterns sway with the wind in winter, making people feel chilly for no reason.

"Xian'er, Xian'er, mother's good son, mother's good son!"

The sound of Mrs. Lan's crying drifted into the ears of the servants, and the atmosphere in the Lan Mansion was gloomy.If someone died, the one who died was still the precious son-in-law whom the master and his wife regarded as their future, hope, and heart and soul. This is undoubtedly the sky is falling.

"Xian'er, mother will not let the person who hurt you feel better, mother will avenge you..."

Poor Mrs. Lan was born in a famous family, unable to bear the pain of losing her son, she was in a trance, showing signs of madness.

There were two lines of clear tears on the cheeks of the young girl who was guarding her side, and her eyes were resentful: "I just said, I said, let the eldest brother stay away from Shen Qing and that sick child, and blame her. If it weren't for this mourning star, how could the eldest brother go to the hospital?" What competition in the arena to recruit relatives?

Shen Qinghe eloped with someone in a dirty way, and the eldest brother held her in his palm like a sweet potato. It was the Shen family's sick child who killed my brother! "

"My poor son!" Mrs. Lan cried out in grief, her eyes were red and bloodshot from crying, and she was extremely emaciated. How can she have the grace and nobility that a housewife should have?

"Mother, mother, don't cry..."

Mrs. Lan pushed away her persuading daughter and stared at her son's spiritual seat wholeheartedly: "Xian'er, Xian'er, mother will avenge you!"

She got up and staggered and almost fell, Miss Lan helped her up in time: "Mother, you—"

"Let me go!"

The crazy Mrs. Lan only had sons and no daughters in her heart. Miss Lan was pushed to the ground by her, and the back of her hand was scratched, bleeding immediately.

"Father, dad, take care of mother, mother—"

Master Lan appeared at the door of the mourning hall in a suit of white clothes, with a solemn expression: "Let her go."

He pulled out a short blade from his cuff, and personally handed the dagger, which was cut like clay, into the hands of his wife. His expression was heavy, and he couldn't bear to look further: "Go."

"Father, what is this?"

Mrs. Lan ran out of the Gaomen compound like crazy.

Master Lan looked at her back wearily, with heavy steps, also ignored his daughter, shook his head and sighed and walked towards the other courtyard.

Miss Lan stood there dumbfounded, and suddenly covered her face and cried bitterly: "Brother is not here, no one in this family will care about her anymore."

The door of the other courtyard opened, Master Lan walked in with his back bent: "Brother Yi."

"You're still here."

"I...I can't swallow this breath, Xian'er..." His throat choked up, and glaring white hair grew on his temples in just a few days.

"Xian'er is still young..." His legs were bent, and his knees knelt firmly on the ground: "Brother Yi, please help me avenge me, brother Yi, please help me!"

"I can't help you." The scar on Cao Li's face looked darker.

It was beyond his expectation that Lan Xianzhi would be defeated by the 14-year-old boy Lang.

I thought the worst was that my good nephew would not be able to practice martial arts in the second half of his life. Unexpectedly, he would be in the ring and lose the rest of his life.

What's more unexpected is still to come, he asked: "Do you know Xie Xinglou?"

Lan Da's face was ashen: "Who is that?"

"Forget it, I forgot, you don't understand Jianghu affairs."

Cao Li said in a deep voice: "I can't help you, and [Caolou] can't help you either. Xie Xinglou, the master metalsmith, she posted a martial arts post, not allowing people in the world to touch a hair of Chi's son. She is Xie Xinglou Lou, the person she wants to protect, no one will lose face. I am the same."

The landlord of the No. [-] killer organization in Jianghu is also a member who secretly admires Xie Xinglou.

"Brother, I don't want this other house as a brother, there will be a period later."

A gust of wind blew by, and there was no man in the other courtyard.

Master Lan squatted on the ground sadly, and began to reflect on why things fell into such a bleak situation?

Their Lan family is a scholarly family, and the son is the number one scholar. Since when did the bright future that can be seen at a glance become different?

The memory went back to a few months ago when Xianzhi was called into the palace, and was suddenly reused by His Majesty. Since then, his son has become a favorite of His Majesty who everyone will praise.

It's a pity that he only understands today, what is a favorite minister?

It takes a day to be favored, and it is still a day to lose favor.

Xian Zhi's bones were not yet cold, but His Majesty's cold attitude towards the Lan family really chilled his heart.

Now that I think about it carefully, I shouldn't have done it, I shouldn't have been greedy for meritorious service and become a chess piece for His Majesty to restrain the general's mansion.

Sorry!

The last hope was shattered, Mr. Lan went back to his study to write a letter hastily, and hanged himself.

Wealth, fame and fortune are all in vain. If you can't fight, you can't fight after all.

If I knew today, why was it in the first place!

Master Lan was disheartened, with his feet hanging on the ground, struggling and painfully swallowing his last breath.

……

It was dawn and the snow was thin, and on the way back home, Chi Heng's eyelids twitched wildly: "Sister, let's go back quickly, I always feel uneasy staying outside."

Her intuition for crisis is sharper than ordinary people, which sounds mysterious, but it turns out to be true.

Some people are born with great fortune, so they are blessed by God.

Qing He was helped into the carriage by her, and looked back anxiously, only to see Mrs. Lan's eyes were red and she stabbed at A Chi with a dagger in her hand!

Seeing the change in her pupils, Chi Heng staggered his steps to avoid Mrs. Lan's crazy blow.

"Pay for your life! Pay for my son's life!"

"It's you?"

Chi Heng subdued him effortlessly, and the dagger fell to the ground.

I don't want to embarrass the woman whose son died, and I'm too lazy to defend her.

The life-and-death struggle is about life and death, and Lan Xianzhi is self-defeating, which is not worthy of pity.

She waved her hand, and the surrounding guards dispersed.

Mrs. Lan's crazy act of attacking General Chi with a knife during the day attracted many passers-by to watch.

This matter can be big or small, if it is big, it violates the law of the Universiade, or if it is small, it is a woman who was blinded by hatred for a while.

It depends on how the Chi family solves it.

Lan Xian's death was in the arena of martial arts competitions, and the Lan family and the Chi family became mortal enemies. To be soft-hearted to the enemy is to be cruel to himself. Chi Heng frowned: "Go report to the official, just say..."

boom!

Before it was too late, Mrs. Lan broke free and crashed into the carriage to death, blood splashing all over the ground.

The little servant who didn't do his job well was stared at by the little general, and his legs and feet went limp in shock.

The carriage was spattered with blood, and Chi Heng was annoyed in his heart: Why do the Lan family like courting death?

She put down the tiger cub in her arms, and after her voice softened, she said, "Sister, the carriage is dirty, let's ride together."

"it is good."

The curtain was opened and Qing He was unmoved when he saw the bloody scene outside.

Passers-by on both sides of the long street whispered about Mrs. Lan's death, and Chi Heng, who was always talkative, remained silent in a rare way.

She has nothing to say about this matter, it's bad luck to talk too much!

Along the way, Qinghe sighed countless times in his heart. Did they choose a bad day for their first date?

One after another, the former was both surprised and happy, while the latter was not happy at all.

Knowing that the little general's heart is actually stronger than ordinary people, she relaxed and leaned against Chi Heng's arms, and the copper bell hanging on the horse's neck jingled all the way.

The horse ran ahead, and the tiger cub ran behind.

The door of the general's mansion was opened, and when the door saw the white tiger cub following the horse, it immediately smiled: Is this the tiger the little general tamed in the [beast garden]?It looks very beautiful and majestic!

After entering the door, Chi Heng was full of worries and didn't know which river to throw into. All the troubles were washed away by the water.

She dismounted first, stood still, turned around and stretched out her hand to help Qing He get down, and put her hand on the slender waist inadvertently, she smiled, leaned her head close to the ear and whispered: "Is it because the food at my sister's house does not feed people? Why is there no meat at all?" No?"

Qinghe was made to laugh by her joking tone, felt her restless hand resting on her waist, and was glad that Mrs. Lan's death did not leave a shadow on her heart.

She was also happy, and said unforgivingly: "What are you touching? Is it a skeleton?"

"Look at what my sister said, I clearly praised the slender beauty, but in my sister's mouth, she turned into a beauty skeleton. What kind of skeleton, I was asking if you want to eat here for lunch? Auntie has already prepared it."

She has a dog nose, standing in the courtyard and smelling the aroma of the food wafting from the back kitchen, her eyes are full of anticipation: "Do you want it?"

"Speak to Daddy."

"I'll talk, I'll talk."

Chi Heng took her by the hand and entered the [Mingguangyuan]: "Sister, sit down first, I'll talk now."

She moved quickly and walked away.

The maids and servants of [Mingguangyuan] serve her as if they would be her future masters. Qinghe likes to be quiet, so she dismisses everyone, leaving only one or two maids to serve her tea and water.

Chun Qi looked enviously at this well-known and weak concubine daughter of the Shen family. After watching for a long time, he felt ashamed and dared not look up.

She lowered her head, Qinghe looked back and glanced lightly, laughing that her little general was always missed by people everywhere.

She didn't care about it, and continued to look at the furnishings in the study.

On the huge wall of books, at a glance, there are mostly military books, and even if it is a small half, it seems that there is more to learn than ordinary family members.

Poems and poems are piled up scattered in the corners, it can be seen that A Chi has dabbled a lot.

How can General Chi be a godson...

Her heart sank.

"Sister, I'm back!"

I don't know what she said, but she got permission from her father so quickly.

"How did Daddy respond to you?"

Chi Heng chuckled: "I tried twenty tricks on the hands of my father-in-law, and he let me back, and agreed that you stay here to eat."

Qinghe couldn't laugh or cry, but was delighted by her phrase "prospective father-in-law".

"Sister, I've figured out how to tell you about that matter, and you hold out your hand."

"Thought it out so quickly?" Qing He didn't rush to reach out: "Why don't you want to hide it from me, and I don't mind keeping it from me for two more days."

"I mind!" Chi Heng blushed slightly, and held his head high: "I originally wanted to say it today, but unfortunately I never found the right opportunity. If the opportunity cannot wait, then don't wait. I want my sister to know the real truth." I."

Whether it was the accident in the [Beast Garden], or Mrs. Lan ran out with a knife on the way back and crashed to death in the carriage, they all touched her unspeakably.

She took Qinghe's cool, white and tender hands, and stroked her palm with her fingertips.

Every word is written very carefully, for fear that the other party may not see clearly or feel unclear.

Chi Heng was tense and worried.

Qinghe was tickled by her clear strokes, and slowly turned her pretty face away, and simply closed her eyes, and stopped staring.

After finishing the last word, Chi Heng nervously waited for the verdict.

"Sister, I am a woman."

With eyes closed, Qinghe heard trembling voices passing by his ears in a trance, and opened his eyes, which were shining brightly, smiling all over the city.

Seeing the little general who was restless, guilty, and uncomfortable standing there, Miss Shen's voice was sweet and sweet, with a rising end, like a cat's pointed ears twitching in the palm of her hand, playful and warm.

Chi Heng raised his heart in his throat.

Qing He opened and closed his lips: "Coincidentally, I am too."

"Yes, what is it?"

The little general was stupid, Miss Shen took her slender wrist in a good-tempered manner, spread her palm, and drew on it like Chi Heng's previous style: "What could it be? It's a woman. My silly Achi."