Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

At sunset and dusk, red clouds surged across the sky, and the engagement banquet of the two prefectures came to an end.

The guests dispersed, and the Chi and Shen families sat around the room. Chi Heng sat on the right hand side of his father. He couldn't hear what the people around him said. His eyebrows tingled from time to time. He endured the pain and toasted General Shen. People only know that she is incapable of drinking.

Xie Xinglou came here this time just to support his family, he did not expect to break through such a secret.

The emperor's aura overflows like a cloud, no matter how hard this child is to conceal her identity, she has a big hand drawn by her senior sister, but of course a glass of wine can't hold back the prosperous and unstoppable emperor's purple aura, but if you add the black stones arrayed by the senior sister, accompanied by yourself With a drop of blood at the fingertips, Emperor Qi can still be sealed between the eyebrows for two years.

The fate is blocked, and if it is suppressed, it will not cause internal injuries, but Emperor Xing will have to suffer from the pain between the eyebrows for three days.

There are no two suns in the sky, but there are two stars in the emperor. In less than three years, the sky will change.

Since ancient times, it is difficult for an emperor with a noble and upright spirit to be emotional and clear, because the emperor's affection cares about the common people, and it is for great love.

It is difficult to understand the personal relationship of children with a person who loves greatly.

[Taoism] That old ancestor was like this in the beginning.

Admiring such a person, Qinghe's way of chasing his wife will be harder than ordinary people.

The sky gradually darkened, Mrs. Chi asked her daughter-in-law to have dinner at home, and the father and son of the Shen family, together with Mrs. Shen, insisted on returning home.

Xie Xinglou's status is special and it is not easy to stay for a long time, her appearance here today may have attracted the attention of interested people.

At dusk, Qinghe was led into the backyard by the servants of the Chi family to change into the dress prepared for the engagement banquet, and then came out, stripping off the heavy clothes and changing into plain and elegant dresses.

Chi Heng moved faster than her, and stood guard outside the door in a simple white robe. He looked happy when he saw her, his lips parted slightly, and his face suddenly changed and he covered his brows with his hands.

"A Chi!"

"Well, it hurts..."

Liuqin Liuse received the lady's wink and hurriedly guarded the door of the hospital, Qinghe dragged her into the inner room, pressed her fingertips for the pulse, but found nothing.

Pain for which no cause can be found makes people worry. She suppressed her worry: "What's going on? When did it start?"

The center of the brow was like a pinprick, even though Chi Heng's heart was tough, he couldn't stop his eyes from flushing, and his voice trembled: "It was, it was fine before being splashed..."

Before being splashed?

That glass of wine?

Qinghe couldn't hear her cry of pain, and gently hugged her into his arms, still in disbelief: "How could my aunt hurt you? It's absolutely impossible."

"I don't know..." Chi Heng took the opportunity to bury his face in her chest and took a deep breath of soft incense, the pain between his brows seemed to be relieved: "Wanwan, I haven't asked you yet, where is your 'aunt'?" sacred?"

Her small movements should not be too obvious, Qinghe's eyes were full of accommodating, and he rubbed the back of her head in shame: "Have you heard of 'Xie Zheyu'?"

"Beautiful Xie, who hasn't heard of it?"

"Then do you know 'Xie Xinglou'?"

Chi Heng's brows were hurting again, his temples were swollen from the pain, and his mind was muddled.

She clenched the girl's waist with both hands, rubbed her cheek against the snowy neck, and couldn't complete the words in her mouth.

Qinghe was furious from being rubbed by her, his eyes flashed with struggle.

After a few breaths, the little general in his arms fell asleep, Shen Qinghe let out a sigh of relief, and pressed her temples lightly with his fingertips: "It doesn't hurt anymore, just sleep and it will be fine."

At this moment, Chi Heng slept for more than half an hour. During this time, Mrs. Chi came over worriedly. She noticed that the nailed daughter-in-law's dress was wrinkled and her face was flushed. Little brat, don't be so impatient!

Before nightfall, Qinghe returned to the Zhenguo General's Mansion across the wall, and Chi Heng only told his parents about the pain in his brow except Wanwan.

Hearing about this matter, General Chi's reaction was normal, but Mrs. Chi, holding her daughter in her arms, took a bite of her "heart", and came to visit her three times at night.

In the dead of night, the night was as cool as water, Chi Yan sat in the study and looked at the moon in thought.

Daoist Jiang must have covered up Ah Heng's matter. Originally, according to their assumption, it would take a few years before the imperial aura showed its signs, but Ah Heng was determined to marry Qinghe, and the two families were engaged. The days are numbered.

Hurry up, hurry up, pave the way for his Ah Heng.

"Mom, I'm fine. I don't feel any pain anymore. Go back to sleep."

Chi Heng was wrapped in milky white pajamas, and the white tiger cub [Feixue] lay obediently beside her lap.

With the spirit of one person and one tiger, Madam Chi finally felt relieved: "You are really worrying."

Chi Heng smiled and scratched his head: "Okay mother, you go to bed quickly, the baby will go to bed soon."

Mrs. Chi was pushed out of the door by her daughter, she turned her head and waved her hands pretending to be disgusted: "Okay, go back to your kennel!"

"..."

How did it become a doghouse! ?

After closing the door, the little general rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and found that the pain was really gone, so he couldn't wait to rush to the comfortable big bed, and took out the mandarin duck pouch that he had been thinking about for a long time under the pillow.

A token of love!

Her eyes are bright.

Although she and Wanwan were pure childhood sweethearts, it was the first time she was engaged to someone. Chi Heng carefully opened his purse and poured out a round, fine-textured... pill?

She collapsed on the big bed, pinching the grape-sized pill between her fingers, thinking: Interesting, she gave Wanwan a wooden knife at the engagement banquet, and Wanwan returned her a pill, the knife is her life, as for this medicine... …

Chi Heng's heart was warm. I'm afraid that for a girl who lived in the medicine pool since she was a child, giving a pill was probably her greatest sincerity and romance.

The fragrance of the medicine is tangy, I don't know what it is used for, anyway, what Wanwan gave is good things.

She resisted the urge to lick it, and carefully put it in her purse.

Hanging on the head of the bed to admire for a moment, then rolled over and fell asleep with the tiger cub that jumped onto the bed.

Coincidentally, at that time, Miss Shen from [Xiuchunyuan] was also holding a Tang knife polished from chicken wing wood to enjoy it carefully.

Wooden knives can be confused with real ones. The hardness of chicken wing wood is in line with the inherent sharpness and sharpness of Tang knives. The handle is four inches long and the blade is one foot and seven inches long. They are made of wood.

It is not as bright and gorgeous as [Walking Star], but has more natural warmth and moistness of wood, with smooth patterns and flowing water.

The scabbard is made of high-quality ebony, and you can feel the flawless intention of that person just by holding it in your hand.

I don't know how much effort Achi took to make such a wooden knife.

She is very satisfied with this token. I wonder if A Chi, the token of love she gave, will like it?

Qinghe sleeps with a knife in his arms tonight.

……

Longshan.

A place where tigers occupy the dragon's pan and are shrouded in clouds and mist.

[Dragon Gate] Daoist priests gathered together, and the young man in the center was dressed in plain white clothes. The rapidly rotating needle of the horoscope suddenly stopped, and he let out a soft moan: "The emperor's aura has been blocked back."

"A Taoist?"

"It's hard to say." The young man put away his horoscope, and said in a relaxed tone, "Emperor Star has expert help, the time has not come yet, what are you in a hurry for?"

He is young, but his status in [Longmen] is higher than all the people present combined.

No one said a word, he was too lazy to chat with a group of old men, he waved his hand and yawned: "I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

He left as soon as he said, leaving all the elders and Dharma protectors looking at each other in blank dismay.

"Here, why did the young master leave?"

"The young master said he was sleepy."

"Hey, the young master is the only one in the dragon gate who can control the fate chart. The young master said that the time is not enough, so you and I don't bother. Just wait!"

"Then... what about the palace?"

The Great Elder stroked his beard indifferently: "Check to see if the person is dead, and send another one over when he dies."

"Thousands of years, the people of the Taoist sect are almost dead, and they still don't give up?"

"Jiang's family will not stop, and the Daoist sect will not fail. Haven't you heard of this?"

The Great Elder looked over with his indifferent eyes, the man's back felt chills, and he kept silent like a cicada.

In terms of origin, [Longmen] was a huge branch of [Taomen] thousands of years ago. Due to disagreement of ideas, [Longmen] rebelled.

It was also during that civil strife that the thriving [Taoist sect] suffered heavy losses and was on the verge of extinction.

Taoism guards the common people, and Longmen helps the royal family. One is for the people and the other is the emperor.

15 years ago, the natural phenomenon Longmen refused to recognize the second Ziwei star that was in full swing that appeared that day. Jiang Xi suffered backlash to cover up the location of the emperor star and messed up his palm numerology.

The destiny must be contested, not only the dispute between the two emperors, but also the dispute between the dragon gate and the Taoist gate.

And the surname of [Jiang] is the butcher's knife hanging over the head of [Longmen] for thousands of years.

The Jiang family is immortal, so [Longmen] can hardly sit back and relax.

15 years ago, when the Emperor Star descended from the sky, Jiang Xing stood in line to formally declare war on Longmen, hoping to avenge his past destruction of Dao with the hand of the young emperor.

There is only one word 'Ginger', and the people in Longshan are like thorns on their backs.

The world's Taoism began with the Jiang family, and the Jiang family has a profound foundation. You can get a glimpse of one or two of them just by looking at Jiang Xie who defied the sky and changed his fate to bear the punishment of heaven and still survived.

Not to mention that today's [Taoism] has capable people besides Jiang Xi who is walking in the world in the open.

"Young master is right, don't be in a hurry." The Great Elder murmured, and the previously impetuous heart was soothed by him.

……

Shengjing, Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.

The man closed his eyes to heal his injuries, another mouthful of blood spewed out, and his hair quickly withered and turned gray.

Zhao Qian stayed by his side anxiously: "The Taoist priest, the Taoist priest..."

The Da Huan Dan prepared for the emperor did not keep the man's chances of defeat. He had been secretly guarding His Majesty for many years under the order of the sect master. Calculate the residual hexagram.

The servant inside was soaked in blood, and he sighed in his heart. He had been lurking in the palace for more than ten years, and he ended up like this when he first went out. He just took a look at that Chi family son, and just tested his luck for the next ten years... Decades of achievements were ruined. day and night.

No one can survive the backlash of heaven, and his surname is not Jiang.

Jiang is best at 'borrowing the way of the sky to make up for one's own insufficiency'. He spit out a big mouthful of blood one after another, and when he was dying, he grabbed Zhao Qian's wrist and said hoarsely: "Yin and Yang..."

"what?"

The man's pupils are dilated: "Diagnose, diagnose..."

He suspected that Jiang Xi had reversed the yin and yang of the Emperor Star, but God forbid him to speak that last word.

He died with hatred.

"Taoist? Daoist!!" Zhao Qian shook the man's shoulders, terrified in his heart, and refused to believe his fate: "Taoist? Daoist, wake up! Wake up!"

You are dead, who else will help me?

wrong!Longmen...he still has the entire Longmen to help!

Zhao Qian slumped on the ground, wiping off the cold sweat on his forehead with a wave of his sleeve: "Yin and Yang..."

After a long time, his expression was gloomy: "Daoist, I understand what you mean."

yin and yang.

Examine...pulse!

Fifteen years ago, Chi Yan probably lied to him!Chi Heng... is most likely a woman!

He suddenly became enlightened, and sat there laughing foolishly: "What a traitor... What a traitor! You should be punished!!"

His Majesty guarded the man's body madly in the imperial study for a long time, and ordered the chief supervisor to enter the door.

It's nothing to see a 'slave' wearing inner servants die in the imperial study, the chief supervisor didn't change his face.

For the sake of the Taoist priest's protection for many years, Zhao Qian secretly ordered someone to bury him near the imperial tomb.

……

"Does the center of the eyebrow still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

It hurt for three whole days, and it was better on the fourth day.

Seeing that the little general regained his vigor and vigor, Qinghe smiled, and lightly hugged Bai Qiu: "Do you want to accompany me to see the new home?"

"New home?" Chi Heng was holding her arm, and suddenly remembered something: "Wait, I'm going to bring a cat out."

cat?

Qinghe reacted in an instant, and pursed his lips with a smile: it is indeed A Chi who calls a real tiger a cat.

The little general walked out the door with [Feixue] who was asleep in his arms: "That's fine. Let's go, let's go see your new home."

After a woman gets engaged, she can live in another mansion. This method is generally popular among noble daughters of aristocratic families.

The new home that Qinghe had chosen for herself was in the north of Zhuque Street, not far from the General's Mansion, and within a short walk.

Considering Miss Shen's body, Chi Heng decided to walk over, Wen Yanqing and looked at her more, and responded kindly.

As expected, the short journey took them two quarters of an hour.

Chi and Chen appeared in front of people for the first time after their engagement, and all the gorgeous girls in Yunguilou were crying with red eyes, pinching their throats and calling for the little general to come up for a glass of wine.

Chi Heng didn't think it was anything before, the older sisters in the building were all kind-hearted, they would not only drink with her, but also play the piano and sing for her, and dragged her to the bed in a well-behaved manner.

But now she was holding the tiger cub in her arms and listening to the endless greetings in her ears. She felt apprehensive, tilted her head and looked at Qinghe's expression, seeing her gentle smile, which made people feel hair-raising, and hurriedly expressed her loyalty: "Wanwan, they I won't go up if I tear my throat!"

"Oh? No or dare not?" Qing He stroked [Flying Snow]'s dazzling tiger fur.

"This..." Chi Heng smiled apologetically, "Why should I go up there, I have a fiancée now."

"Really?" She glanced at it, and saw a woman standing on the third floor staring at this place, hesitant to talk, and a name jumped out of her heart: "Here, isn't that your sister Miaofeng?"

Your sister Miaofeng.

Chi Heng's hands trembled, and the sleeping tiger cub was suddenly awakened. To prevent it from falling, he firmly grabbed his master's arm.

"Do you want to say hello to her?"

"Say, hello, what do you say?"

"Say what you used to love to say."

Chi Heng fell into thought: She really doesn't know what to say to Sister Miaofeng now.

She didn't know that she was happy with herself, but the paper on the window was pierced, and she felt awkward when she saw her. If she were to stand in front of Sister Miaofeng, she would definitely be cold in the face without saying a few words.

She didn't look up, waited and couldn't see her face, Miaofeng turned around sadly.

"she left."

"what?"

She looked like she was out of her wits, and her chest felt tight: "Why, you know she loves you and want to hide?"

"I..." Chi Heng wondered: "It's the first time I've been secretly admired by someone, and I'm flustered. I don't understand what she likes about me. To be honest, I would rather not understand, so that at least I can still be friends. Now this time Like, it feels weird."

"Is this the first time?"

"what?"

"It's nothing." Qinghe reminded her: "Feixue is about to fall."

"Oh!" She hurriedly retrieved the tiger cub, which was half lost. The tiger cub opened its big round eyes with an aggrieved expression on its face.

Of course it wasn't the first time he was secretly admired.

Qinghe secretly sighed: there is still me.

This is the key to her delay in expressing her intentions.

A Chi was born to 'disguise herself as a man', and her daughter's heart can go down mountains and rivers, and she can't see the love between her children.

In her opinion, Xiaoqingxiaoai can't compare to defending the country, let alone Lingyun's ambition.

"Wanwan?" Chi Heng asked her in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"

"What can I do?" After clearing her mind, Qing He smiled: She is already the closest person to A Chi, and the rest can be left to time.

"Coming."

The tall courtyard, with red bricks and green tiles, has not been repaired yet, and I called Chi Heng to ask her for advice, after all, they must come to this place before they get married.

The craftsmen in the mansion were busy, Qinghe led Chi Heng into the mansion, and said with a smile: "Look carefully, see what else you can decorate."

Pavilions, pavilions, rockery and flowing water, and a bluestone arch bridge lay before them. Chi Heng walked over the bridge and leaned on the railing sideways: "It's okay, when summer comes, the pond will be full of lotus flowers, and more fish will be raised. It will definitely look good." The place is enough to live in."

Sure enough, she couldn't hear what she wanted to hear, so Qinghe glanced at her: "Do you still want the training ground?"

"Yes." The little general Fuzhi finally understood her implication: "I want to practice martial arts, and I also need a big pool similar to [Yingshui Biezhuang], hehe, I don't want much, just these two. The rest is all Come as you like."

She was gearing up, and the white tiger cubs looked around her, not understanding her sudden excitement.

Chi Heng blinked his eyelashes lightly: "Wanwan, do you want to invite me to live with you?"

"..."

Miss Shen's earlobe was slightly hot, and she deliberately ignored her.

After a long while, she took a deep breath: "It's not considered living together, can you, can you come every now and then?"