[Zhan Zhao] Counseling County Master Chasing Her Husband

Suddenly Zhao Ning was no longer afraid.

The man beside her was seriously injured and had no ability to protect herself, but it made her feel extremely at ease.

With trembling hands, she hugged Zhan Zhao back.

Zhan Zhao's breath was very light. After saying that sentence, he didn't speak any more, as if he had fallen asleep.

Even though she was asleep, he hugged her very tightly in a very lingering posture, which made her feel a little guilty at the same time.

Even knowing that Zhan Zhao's move was to make her less afraid, Zhao Ning began to think wildly.

She couldn't help but wonder if Zhan Zhao liked her a little bit. After all, he treated her so tenderly and carefully. He would rather hurt his legs and arms than let her get hurt a little bit.

Does this mean that Zhan Zhao has her in his heart?

But on second thought, Zhan Zhao treated her like this probably because of her status.

She is the super princess, and Zhan Zhao is now the fourth-rank guard with a knife. He has the duty to protect her safety.

Zhao Ning couldn't help feeling depressed again.

Her identity prevented Zhan Zhao from thinking too much about her, but it also prevented Zhan Zhao from leaving her alone.

Zhao Ning was so entangled in her heart that she hated the status of the princess, but also felt a little grateful. If it wasn't for the status of the princess, Zhan Zhao might not even bother to deal with it on the surface.

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On the official road, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

Pang Yu kicked the man in black who had come to report, and got on his horse. His entourage followed closely, and quickly got on his horse, chasing Pang Yu, hesitantly saying: "Master Hou, if we go over now, don't we just pretend to be self-inflicted?" ?”

Pang Yu glanced at the entourage bitterly, and the entourage shrank its neck.

Pang Yu's eyes could shoot fire, and his voice was almost from the back of his teeth: "If she is dead, you will be buried with her, if she is alive..."

Pang Yu glanced at the man in black who was following him, his eyes were cold, and he didn't say any more.

The lonely man and widow lived together in the barren hills, and he couldn't imagine what could happen.

Galloping all the way to the accident site, Pang Yu looked at the bottomless cliff, his eyes changed, and he stretched out his hand to his followers: "Rope."

The entourage hurriedly persuaded: "Master Hou, the sky is so dark, it's not safe to go down, not to mention, such a steep cliff..."

"Shut up! Rope."

The attendant quickly offered the rope, and Pang Yu tied it around his waist.

The follower opened his mouth wide: "You...you want to go down by yourself?"

Pang Yu took a deep breath and ordered: "Leave three people on top, and the rest will go down with Benhou."

The cold wind was so strong that Pang Yu fell off the cliff.

The bright moonlight sprinkled gently on the world, and he saw the deep scratch.

Pang Yu's gaze finally warmed up a little. It seemed that Zhan Zhao was not too stupid, knowing to use the Juque sword to draw on the cliff as a buffer.

The belly of the fish turned white, and Pang Yu followed the scratches to the bottom of the mountain. His brocade robe was torn to pieces by the stones on the cliff, and a bloodstain was drawn on his face.

He pulled out the Juque sword stuck in the stone, jumped down, and there was a pool of blood on the ground.

In that pool of blood, Pang Yu saw an earring that exuded a soft luster in the faint morning light.

The earrings were carefully selected by him. In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, he gave them to his sister who is a noble concubine, and asked her to put them in the jewelry that Zhao Zhen rewarded Zhao Ning and give them to Zhao Ning together.

Zhao Ning doesn't like shiny jewels, she likes warm pearls, and emerald green jade.

He would go to Sichuan every year to find some, and send them around to her. She didn't know it at all, and when they met, she would tell him that the things Zhao Zhen gave this year were more considerate than in previous years.

Pang Yu picked up the earrings in the pool of blood, gently wiped off the blood stains with a handkerchief, then changed into a new brocade handkerchief, wrapped it carefully, and placed it in his arms closest to his heart.

"Look separately, you have to meet people..."

His rosy eyes narrowed, and his voice lowered: "I want to see a dead body."

Zhao Ning's head was in a mess, and he had many dreams overnight. He dreamed that in his previous life, before he died, Nan Xing told her that Zhan Zhao was married, and dreamed that Zhan Zhao was dressed in groom's attire, and he toasted her with a smile. She felt as uncomfortable as a knife I scratched the top, but I still drank the glass of wine.

She also dreamed that the assassin killed by him demanded her life, and she had no way to escape. Seeing the knife in the assassin's hand slashing towards her, she opened her eyes wide in horror, but Zhan Zhao suddenly appeared and blocked the knife for her. .

Zhan Zhao's forehead was bleeding continuously, but he said to her, "Now the two don't owe each other."

Zhao Ning woke up with fright.

It's already dawn.

The words of Zhan Zhao in the dream still echoed in her mind, making her unable to recover for a long time.

What she wants is not to owe nothing.

Her idea is very simple, treat him better, and be nicer, these things can be accumulated a lot, even if he will never like her in his life, there will still be a small place for her in his heart.

Whether it's the world with the sword, or the official road is prosperous, when there is no one in the middle of the night, he drinks alone to the moon, and when he remembers her, he smiles lightly, but his eyes are not as free and easy as before.

That's enough - not being the person he likes, but also being the person he can't let go of.

In the long years, he saw all the prosperity of the world all the way. When he was young, unable to mount a galloping horse, and unable to lift the famous sword, when he was an octogenarian, his eyes changed from clear to blurred. When she is dying, she will also remember her who is hard to let go of her life.

Zhao Ning held Zhan Zhao's sleepy face, and his heart softened little by little.

She carefully placed a kiss between his eyebrows, then gently put him on the ground, covered him tightly with a fox fur cloak, and then went out with the support of the gable wall.

In the cave, Zhan Zhao opened his eyes.

His eyes were not as clear as usual, and he frowned slightly.

Most of the water in the kettle was used by Zhan Zhao to wash his wound yesterday, and Zhao Ning used some to wipe Zhan Zhao's face, leaving only some water dangling in the kettle.

Zhao Ning took the water bottle and was about to fill it with some water. By the way, he checked if there were any edible wild fruits. His current body could neither be hungry nor thirsty.

She is a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken. It is impossible for her to walk out of the bottom of the mountain with him on her back. The only thing she can do is not let him die of hunger and thirst before she can think of a way to get out of the barren mountain.

The commotion last night was not small, and if you think about it, it will alarm Zhao Zhen and the people sent by the Baxian King to protect her. After all, she is also the princess of the royal family. bottom of the mountain.

Therefore, the guards of the palace and the inner guards of the palace will find them along the cliff.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ning felt a little more at ease, and only hoped that her protector would be one step ahead of the assassin.

The morning wind in the mountains was cool, Zhao Ning shivered, feeling dizzy, she held onto the branches.

Everything in front of her eyes began to become blurred, she rubbed her eyes, as if she saw a pink figure running towards her.

She felt that she must have lost consciousness, otherwise, how could she see Pang Yu who was far away in Tokyo?

What happened last night was far beyond what her body could bear. As soon as she woke up in the morning, she found that she had a fever, but Zhan Zhao was still lying on the side, and there was no water in the kettle, so she could only force herself out to find water. Find something to eat.

The discomfort made her almost faint, and she sat down leaning on the branch, the freshly picked wild fruits were scattered around her skirt, and she heard the cheer again: "A-Ning!"

Immediately afterwards, she was surrounded by a warm, fragrant embrace.

The fragrant wind wafted through his nostrils, and Zhao Ning came back to his senses all of a sudden, she moved, and Pang Yu let her go.

Pang Yu's face was full of joy after the disaster, and he kept asking her: "Are you okay? Let me see if you are injured."

Zhao Ning shook his head, supported Pang Yu's hand and got up.

Pang Yu circled her around, holding her hand distressedly and blowing: "Oh, how can this be good? Why are you hurt so badly? What are there so many guards doing?"

After being asked warmly by Pang Yu for a while, Zhao Ning belatedly said, "You...why are you here?"

Pang Yu was carefully looking at the small thorn on her finger, without raising his head, he said: "Chenzhou is in a severe drought, His Majesty sent me to deliver food, and when I was on the road, I heard that you had an accident, so I hurried over here .”

Zhao Ning nodded, said oh, and couldn't help shivering when he heard Chenzhou—Pang Yu died in Chenzhou in his previous life.

Zhao Ning withdrew his hand and looked at Pang Yu: "You——didn't do anything bullying?"

"What is this nonsense?"

Pang Yu pulled her hand over again, and said, "You hurt your feelings by saying this, am I that kind of person?"

Zhao Ning nodded upright, but Pang Yu smiled, blew on her hand, squatted on the ground, and said, "Don't talk about it, I'll carry you back."

The treasure was lost and found, and everything she said was right.

Zhao Ning pushed him away, and pointed to the cave not far away: "You should put your back on the guard..."

Pang Yu's eyes turned cold, and after Zhao Ning finished speaking, he returned to smiling.

"He was seriously injured," Zhao Ning said.

Zhao Ning looked at the cave and didn't see the expression on his face.

"Isn't he unrivaled in martial arts? How could he be injured?"

Pang Yu supported Zhao Ning, smiling gloatingly.

Zhao Ning raised his face slowly: "Are you happy?"

Pang Yu nodded, and said to Zhao Ning seriously: "In this case, if he is not seriously injured, let alone me, even the prince is not happy."

Zhao Ning slowly recovered, and Pang Yu said again: "Last night, it didn't happen that you and Zhan Zhao fell off the cliff together, only Zhan Zhao fell off the cliff because of protecting you. You who were chasing and killing you, after saving you, came all the way looking for Zhan Zhao."

"Ah Ning, Zhan Zhao is a man, it's useless to want this fame, but you are different, you are the only daughter of the Eight Worthy Kings, the sister of the Holy Majesty, you have to take things like reputation into consideration."

The author has something to say: Thank you &? Foodie who loves fried chicken & nutrient solution for irrigation~

Pang Yu:

There was a loud noise in the sky, and Ben Hou appeared on the stage!

Fast progress is useful!Lonely men and widows living together in the same room are useless!

Although Ben Hou felt a little green on his head, but!

As soon as Ben Hou appeared on the stage, all the emotional lines returned to the original point!

作者:

Arrogant yarn

Your existence is to speed up the emotional progress of the hero and heroine

complete the task well

Otherwise, I will send you a box lunch in minutes

Pang Yu: mmp