[Zhan Zhao] Counseling County Master Chasing Her Husband

The maid didn't dare to joke anymore, she responded and left in a hurry.

After a while, what Zhao Ning wanted was delivered.

"very good."

Zhao Ning took off the gemstone bracelet on his wrist and gave it to the maid.

He raised his head, looked at Zhan Zhao and smiled slightly, as if nothing had happened, it was still Aning who treated others like a spring breeze, not the dignified Shouning princess.

Pushing the cup made of white jade to Zhan Zhao, Zhao Ning said, "Try it and see if you like it."

Zhan Zhao took a sip, his mouth was fragrant, and the aftertaste was slightly sweet, which was really different from the tea leaves that cost two cents a catty in Kaifeng Mansion.

Zhan Zhao said: "Thank you Princess for the good tea."

Zhao Ning lowered his head and smiled shyly, Zhan Zhao was slightly taken aback.

Doesn't seem to be very similar to the princess who spoke to the maid just now?

Zhao Ning's face was slightly red, Zhan Zhao's thinking slowed down for a while, and after thinking for a long time, he finally realized that when the princess faced him, his face was very easy to blush.

Probably because he is a man, Zhan Zhao thought so.

The breeze floats, bringing the sweetness of the flowers.

Zhao Ning said: "Guard Zhan also came here for the murderer?"

Zhan Zhao nodded, Zhao Ning smiled forcedly, and said, "I'm afraid Zhan's guards will return without success."

"I invited the queen mother and father to come here." Zhao Ning looked at Zhan Zhao, his eyes were a little uneasy, like a child who made a mistake, and the wet eyes flickered: "You don't blame me, do you?"

Zhan Zhao rubbed the center of his brows, and said in a helpless tone, "Qin Xianglian is also a human life."

"I know."

Zhao Ning answered quickly, clenched the handkerchief with both hands, and said, "Sister Huang...Sister Huang is not that kind of person."

Xu Shi has been with him for decades, while Zhao Ning has blind trust in Zhao An.

Zhan Zhao looked at her, not knowing how to speak.

He has traveled the rivers and lakes for several years, met too many originally weak and kind women, and his personality has changed drastically due to love.

When this kind of woman loves someone, it is deeply touching, but when she hates someone, her heart is the cruelest and hurts the most.

Zhao Ning is only 15 years old. He is as innocent as a piece of white paper. He doesn't know love or hate. How can he understand the decision of a woman after being hurt by love?

Zhan Zhao thought for a while, and said: "The princess has never had a sweetheart, so she doesn't understand that a woman's temperament will change drastically due to love."

In March, the sun is warm, the spring breeze is blowing, and the peach blossoms are all over the ground.

Zhan Zhao in front of Zhao Ning had clear eyes and a clear voice, just like the appearance that made her heart flutter when she first met many years ago.

Zhao Ning almost blurted out: "How do you know I don't have a sweetheart?"

Zhan Zhao's breath was stagnant, and the palm that was holding the Juque sword tightened.

In an instant, he remembered Zhao Ning and Pang Yu's bright smile when they were talking and laughing.

One is the younger brother of the noble concubine, Lord Anle, and the other is the only daughter of the Eight Sage Kings, Princess Shouning.

Ke Zhanzhao felt otherwise.

Thinking of the immature Zhao Ning marrying as a woman in the future, Zhan Zhao felt indescribably weird, even though that person was Lord Anle, the most honorable one among Lord Lords, Zhan Zhao also felt sorry.

Yes, it's a pity.

She should always be like this, with a childish face and innocent eyes, she should be a young and carefree princess, not a charming and romantic Mrs. Hou Ye.

Pausing for a moment, Zhan Zhao opened his mouth somewhat disappointedly: "...Is it Lord Hou?"

As soon as the words came out, I felt a little surprised. The last time I misunderstood that she liked Chen Shimei was still vivid in my memory, and my misty eyes that were filled with grievances did not make people's hearts tugged.

So without waiting for Zhao Ning to answer, Zhan Zhao hastily added another sentence: "Zhan is rude, don't blame the princess."

Zhao Ning's face turned from pink to pale, and finally turned into an unspeakable blush.

Zhan Zhao in front of him had a sincere tone and serious eyes, full of sincerity to apologize to her.

Zhao Ning's heartfelt words on a whim were blocked in his throat, and he couldn't speak them out.

Zhao Ning was a little depressed.

From Chen Shimei to Pang Yu, Zhan Zhao, the man she had come into contact with, guessed it all, but he didn't guess himself.

Zhao Ning drank a glass of water, looked at Zhan Zhao for a while, and Zhan Zhao returned a gentle smile.

Zhao Ning sighed, and said: "The prince's mansion and the neighboring mansion are also considered family friends, and the emperor's brother accepted Xiaoyu's sister as his concubine, so the two families are closer. I, Xiaoyu, was born on the same day in the same year. I am about the same age. I often lived together when I was young play."

Zhan Zhao nodded, thinking that this is his childhood sweetheart, his childhood sweetheart.

Zhao Ning continued: "When we were young, the two adults also proposed marriage half-jokingly."

When it came to discussing marriage, Zhao Ning blushed and lowered his voice: "It was not possible because of my poor health."

Zhan Zhao shook the giant que.

Zhao Ning took another sip of tea, and his voice became lower and lower: "I have no love for Xiao Yu...."

Zhao Ning raised his head and looked at Zhan Zhao with bright eyes. He wanted to say a thousand things to him in his heart, but he didn't know how to say them.

Zhan Zhao's gaze was as usual, clean and clear, without any fluctuation.

Zhao Ning understood in a daze.

When Zhan Zhao looked at her, she was no different from others, even from those flowers and trees.

But she just liked him.

She likes it even if he doesn't like her appearance.

Zhan Zhao said: "The princess is pure and kind-hearted, the country is beautiful and heavenly, in the future..."

Zhan Zhao paused for a moment, looked at Zhao Ning with a softer gaze, "...in the future, I will be able to marry a man whom I wish well."

Zhao Ning's heart trembled, Zhan Zhaoying in front of her was as aggressive as before, but her eyes were full of tenderness that she had never seen before.

The past and the past flooded into my heart, and the shock of reason was wiped out.

Zhao Ning looked at Zhan Zhao, and said softly: "Ban Zou is only tied to the bank of the willow, where there is a good wind from the southwest."

Zhan Zhao's eyelids twitched.

As a young man, he came out to walk the rivers and lakes. He is good at swordplay and good at handwriting, but it doesn't mean that he has learned five chariots, and he is better than Zijian.

He has some impressions of this poem. Zhan Zhao can vaguely recall a few lines from the teacher’s words. Zhan Zhao understood it with his own thinking. The meaning of this sentence is that the horse is tied under the willow tree, but unfortunately there is no southwest wind to send me there .

Translated into vernacular, it is quite similar to where is my spring.

Zhan Zhao thought about it, probably because Zhao Ning had been in the palace for a long time and couldn't go out, so he sighed.

So Zhan Zhao looked at Zhao Ning with a softer gaze.

Zhan Zhao said: "There will be such a day."

"The Immortal Grass that the Princess needs to treat illnesses, Zhan has already told friends in the rivers and lakes that the world is so big, there will always be people who know the whereabouts of the Immortal Grass. At that time, Zhan will personally fetch it and send it to the Princess for treatment."

Zhao Ning blinked.

Zhan Zhao What does this mean?

There will be a day... and you still said to take immortal grass to see a doctor for her?

Meaning... the day when she recovers from her illness will be the time when the two of them will be together? !

Zhan Zhao likes her?

Zhan Zhao actually likes her? !

The great joy blasted Zhao Ning's mind to a blank. She leaned forward, held Zhan Zhao's hand, and couldn't speak excitedly: "Zhan...Zhan guard, I...I..."

Zhan Zhao frowned slightly, wondering where Zhao Ning's incoherent excitement came from.

Immediately after thinking about it, I understood.

A prophecy that has been crowned as insurmountable since birth, day and night in fear, not knowing when he will die.

Seeing the dawn of hope to continue to live one day, isn't it just too happy to be more happy?

Zhan Zhao comprehended, for a moment he didn't even care about Zhao Ning shaking his hand, and returned a gentle smile to Zhao Ning.

Zhao Ning's eye circles were reddish, and his pupils began to glisten.

Zhan Zhao was a little worried.

He was afraid that the greater Zhao Ning's hope, the greater his disappointment.

After thinking for a while, Zhan Zhao said: "Princess, there is no basis for the story of the immortal grass, you can't believe it all, and you can't believe it completely. The princess should also pay attention to take care of your body on weekdays."

Zhao Ning nodded heavily, his whole body was dizzy, Zhan Zhao in front of him seemed to be shining, no matter what he said at this moment, Zhao Ning would just nod his head continuously.

Even if he said that Da Song Jiangshan should be ruled by the Chai family, she still thinks it is right.

This situation continued until Nan Xing came over.

Nan Xing gnawed on a piece of pastry, thought there were too many flower branches, so he cut the flower branches with his sword along the way.

After walking all the way, the peach blossom branches fell all the way.

Then she saw the scene where Zhao Ning and Zhan Zhao held hands.

Strictly speaking, it can't be regarded as a ten-finger handshake, but Zhao Ning unilaterally held Zhan Zhao's hand, and Zhan Zhao's hand was holding Juque.

However, this scene still made Nan Xing extremely shocked. How could the princess who had been cowarded for many years become so vigorous today?

The picture is very shocking, refreshing Nan Xing's old impression of Zhao Ning for many years.

Nan Xing watched it for a long time, and finally said, "Am I going to change my name?"

Looking at Zhan Zhao, Nan Xing felt that her head was not enough. She tilted her head and asked Zhao Ning, "The princess's husband is a son-in-law, what kind of horse is the princess's?"

Zhao Ning blushed, gave Nan Xing an angry look, and whispered, "What are you talking about?"

Zhan Zhao felt a little embarrassed, put his right hand to his lips and coughed, trying to hide his discomfort: "You are overthinking."

"Oh, that's my overthinking."

Nan Xing didn't take it seriously either, and stepped forward, casually picked up the candied fruit in the glazed cup, took a bite, and said to Zhao Ning: "Princess, let's go back, the murderer has been clarified, it was Qin Xianglian who was sent by Chen Shimei to kill..."

Before finishing speaking, Zhao Ning interrupted: "How is this possible?"

"Why is it impossible?"

Nan Xing asked back, took another bite of preserved fruit, and said: "I heard from the maid who was serving in the room that the pleadings for pleading guilty have been written, and I will hand them over to Mr. Bao so that Mr. Bao can take them away."

Then he took a look at Zhan Zhao and said, "Master Bao is leaving, do you want to continue to accompany the princess, or go with him?"

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