[Zhan Zhao] Counseling County Master Chasing Her Husband

The precious spices, the exquisite silver boxes, and the spacious and gorgeous sedan chair all remind Zhan Zhao that the girl in front of her is the emperor's own sister, the only daughter of the eight virtuous kings, and besides the queen mother and princess, she is the most noble woman in the world. woman.

She should be like that precious spice, quietly blooming in the exquisite and gorgeous auspicious beast, instead of following him as a person in the rivers and lakes, living an uncertain life.

Thinking of this, Zhan Zhao felt a little relieved, the words stuck in his throat were not so hard to say.

The patch is only tied to the chuiyang bank, where the wind is good in the southwest.

He shouldn't be Zhao Ning's request but not met, let alone her love and not get him. There are some misunderstandings, it's better to solve them earlier.

He looked at Zhao Ning, and said calmly: "That day I didn't know the meaning of the poem the princess said, but I learned it recently, so I know I misunderstood the meaning of the princess."

Zhao Ning stopped moving, and the silver spoon in his hand fell on the thick carpet without making any sound.

Zhan Zhao bowed to her to the end, his clear eyes were full of apology: "Princess..."

When he met her eyes that were as long as autumn water, Zhan Zhao lost his mind for a moment, but when he thought of her life experience and her frail body, Zhan Zhao's heart softened, and finally said: "Zhan is grateful for the wrong love of the princess, But when it comes to love, you can't help yourself..."

"You don't say any more."

Zhao Ning uttered a few words softly, trying hard to swallow the tears back into his stomach.

She picked up the silver spoon that had fallen on the carpet and put it back in the silver box carved with magnolia flowers.

Turning around and lowering his brows, tears still welled up in his eyes, hitting the box with a very soft sound.

Zhan Zhao's ears moved.

Zhao Ning didn't turn his body around again, turned his back to Zhan Zhao, and said with difficulty: "If... If I wasn't the princess, would you still treat me like this?"

Her thin shoulders trembled slightly, even if Zhan Zhao didn't meet her eyes, he could still imagine how she was crying at that time.

Zhan Zhao couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, he just felt like his heart was being held tightly, and it was so oppressive that he couldn't breathe.

Zhan Zhao closed his eyes and said, "Zhan doesn't know."

If she is not a princess, but an ordinary woman, he can teach her to practice martial arts to strengthen her body, so that her body will not be so weak, and she does not have to be as careful as she is now, and always keep in mind the royal rules .

Once such a thought is born, it will grow wildly like weeds, filling Zhan Zhao's heart in a blink of an eye.

Zhan Zhao even began to think how wonderful it would be if she were an ordinary woman.

She is so good-looking, has a good personality, is also smart, knowledgeable, and can even write with both hands.

But she is not.

Her surname is Zhao Mingning, titled Shouning County Lord, the only daughter of the Eight Sage Kings, and the younger sister of the current emperor, she was born noble, and died with sorrow, her beauty turned withered bones, and she was buried in the imperial tomb of the Song Dynasty.

The depth of the palace wall is her whole life.

The bright eyes of the stars dimmed, and Zhan Zhao said: "The princess has golden branches and jade leaves, a proud daughter of the sky, Zhan is so reckless, she dare not climb high."

Zhao Ning covered his mouth and did not cry out.

The thing she was most worried about had happened.

Zhan Zhao roams the world, how carefree?How can you like a woman who is bound by palace rules everywhere?

What's more, her body is really hard to match the Nanxia who is flying over the roof and wall.

"Can you promise me one thing?"

Zhao Ning supported the soft chair so as not to let her body collapse on the carpet. She clutched her chest and panted heavily.

She felt that she was about to suffocate, every part of her body hurt, the pain made her cry uncontrollably, and the pain made her speechless.

What Zhan Zhao said was right, the princess and Nanxia are very different, but birth is not something she can choose, the moment she opened her eyes in this world, she was the daughter of the Eight Sage Kings.

Being weak is not something she can choose. She has taken too many medicines, but it still doesn't get better.

Even liking him is not something she can choose.

If possible, she doesn't want to like him either.

But he happened to appear in her world, in front of Yaowu Tower, dressed in red, with a glance of ten thousand years.

During countless sleepless nights of tossing and turning, she persuaded herself that he is a free eagle hovering in the sky, while she is a bird kept warm in a golden cage. The world is different, and if they are tied together forcibly, there may not be good results. .

The more she talked, the more she believed it herself.

It wasn't until she went to Huangquan one day, and returned to the world again, and met him in the next life. He was still red and heroic, and she finally understood.

Some people are born to attract your fiery eyes, and you can't avoid them.

"Princess, please tell me." Zhan Zhao's gaze changed.

"One day, you meet a woman you like...you want to marry her, can you...not in Tokyo..."

Zhao Ning said intermittently, she couldn't control herself: "I'm not in Tokyo, so I won't know... I know my request is too much, but..."

Zhan Zhao's breathing was stagnant, and the hand holding the Juque Sword shook uncontrollably.

Zhao Ning's next words turned into low sobs, and after a while, she continued: "You married a wife and had children... Please never tell me, I don't know... so you won't be sad. "

"I'm not open-minded enough...I can't wish you a loving husband and wife. I can only wish you...peace and joy, and everything...success."

Zhan Zhao took a deep breath, and his voice became hoarse: "Okay."

"Zhan will remember the words of the Princess, and when he gets married and has children, he will never be in Tokyo City, and he will never let the Princess know."

After Zhan Zhao finished speaking, he left the sedan chair as if fleeing.

He didn't dare to stay in it any longer. The soft and weak little princess melted away in a blow, but it made him breathless.

Stepping on the ground, his body was still flabbergasted, and the night wind blew, chilling his bone marrow, and he realized that at some point, his whole body was soaked in sweat, as if he had just come out of the water.

Zhan Zhao looked back at the gorgeous sedan chair and shivered.

After the sedan chair was boarded, Zhao Ning dragged Nan Xing and cried until he couldn't get up with his last breath, his eyes darkened and he passed out.

When she woke up again, she was on the road again, the carriage was rickety, Nan Xing fed her soup with a dark face, and her eyes were full of contempt.

Zhao Ning wept and asked Nan Xing: "He..."

Nan Xing said unhappily: "He is very good, don't worry about the princess."

After hearing this, Zhao Ning didn't speak any more. He drank the soup and medicine with tears, and then nestled in the bedding and didn't move.

Nan Xing looked at it for a while, and in line with the friendship he had been with for many years, he comforted him: "Princess, you have to think of the best in everything. What if he is a broken sleeve?"

Zhao Ning's eyes were tearful, and he was about to cry in a blink of an eye, Nan Xing said quickly, "I'm just in case."

Stabilizing Zhao Ning, Nan Xing sorted out his thoughts with one of the few brains, and said: "Besides, he is not familiar with you, so it is normal to refuse you for a while, Princess, you must persevere and let him see that you are doing well." one side."

"Beside him is either Bao Zheng, who is as black as carbon, or Gongsun Ce, who is more than ten years older than him, or Zhang Long, Zhao Hu and others who are five big and three thick. There is no woman around except you."

Nan Xing consciously excluded himself. Seeing that Zhao Ning's face had softened, Nan Xing persuaded him again: "It's been a long time, and he doesn't like you. Would he like people from Kaifeng Mansion? Princess, you have to have confidence in yourself."

Zhao Ning bit the quilt and nodded heavily.

After a few days of enlightenment from Nan Xing, Zhao Ning regained his vitality. After discussing with Nan Xing in detail what Zhan Zhao said to her that day, and after formulating a new method for these excuses, Zhao Ning was ready to get off the sedan chair and talk to Zhan Zhao again. Talked to.

The trip for the past few days was in the continuous mountains, and the sky was getting late, so everyone rested by the mountains and rivers.

It was cold in the mountains at night, so Zhao Ning put on layer after layer of cotton clothes, but Nan Xing still felt that it was not enough, so she added a fox fur cloak for fear of freezing her.

After getting dressed, Zhao Ning helped Nan Xing's hand to get off the sedan chair.

The people in Kaifeng Mansion gathered together in twos and threes to talk, and when they saw Zhao Ning coming down, they greeted Zhao Ning, Zhao Ning nodded slightly, and walked towards the mountain.

She asked Nan Xing to figure out Zhan Zhao's whereabouts. Every day when everyone was resting, he would go to the mountains to fetch water. First, he came to watch if anyone was following him. Second, he filled the water bottle and distributed it to everyone on the way the next day.

Listening to the sound of water, Zhao Ning found Zhan Zhao.

Under the faint moonlight, Zhan Zhao was standing with his hands behind his back, holding a few water bottles. He looked at the gurgling brook, wondering what he was thinking, and he didn't even realize that Zhao Ning walked beside him.

"Exhibition Guard?"

Zhao Ning called out softly.

Zhao Ning has been ill again since that day, and Zhan Zhao felt that with her body, she would never come to the mountains at night.

Zhan Zhao thought he was hallucinating, chuckled lightly, and didn't turn around.

Zhao Ning called out again.

The kettle in Zhan Zhao's hand fell to the ground.

Zhao Ning stepped forward to pick it up, and as soon as he raised his head, he met Shang Zhan Zhao's star-like eyes.

Zhan Zhao's voice was hoarse: "Why is the princess here?"

Zhao Ning was a little at a loss, thinking that he had disturbed him, so he quickly stuffed the kettle into his hand, and lowered his head: "I'm coming... I'll come and see you."

Zhan Zhao didn't speak, and Zhao Ning became more and more uneasy, stirring the veil in his hand, and said what he had discussed with Nan Xing.

After talking for a long time, Zhan Zhao still didn't see an answer, so he secretly raised his head again, looking carefully at his expression.

His heroic brows were tightly frowned, his complexion looked a little heavy, Zhao Ning's heart fell to the bottom of the valley again.

Zhan Zhao pulled out the giant que, Zhao Ning was startled.

This, this is going to kill yourself?

In the next second, Zhan Zhao hugged her in his arms.

The night was cool, but Zhan Zhao's voice was slightly warm. He pressed against Zhao Ning's ear and said warmly, "There are assassins."

The author has something to say: Ah Ning: I did not get married in Tokyo later ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Meow with an upright mouth:

That's what you said, don't let me get a wife in Tokyo

Want to overhaul the first few chapters QAQ