[Zhan Zhao] Counseling County Master Chasing Her Husband

Zhao Ning was slightly startled, and lowered her head. After a while, she said sullenly, "I see."

Zhan Zhao may be concerned about her reputation and marry her, but he still doesn't like her. Such a reluctant marriage is not what she wants.

Zhao Ning couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. She never concealed her feelings in front of Pang Yu, and those feelings of loneliness brought out a little. When Pang Yu saw it, her heart sank, and she squinted to look at the cave full of blood. Zhan Zhao.

Xiangyang Wang Zhao Jue is really not a good ally, and this matter is not fair.

Thinking of this in his heart, Pang Yu stepped forward and kicked Zhan Zhao, who was half dead on the ground, and said sarcastically, "Hey, aren't you Nan Xia Zhan Zhao, who claims to be the best in martial arts..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stared back by Zhao Ning, and Zhao Ning slapped the foot that kicked Zhan Zhao several times.

Zhao Ning's dissatisfaction is beyond words: "He is to save me."

She was like this to Pang Yu, but she was extremely gentle to Zhan Zhao. She gently wiped the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief, and said softly: "Guard Zhan, Xiaoyu has been spoiled by the grand master, you Don't take it to heart."

Pang Yu rolled his eyes, the depression in his heart couldn't be directed towards Zhan Zhao, so he kicked the assassin's body that was killed by Zhao Ning, and the corpse rolled around, with a ferocious face facing Zhao Ning.Zhao Ning was startled, his body shook violently, and habitually shrank towards Zhan Zhao. Zhan Zhao's body froze slightly, but finally he shook her hand and said softly, "Don't be afraid."

Then he raised his eyebrows and glanced at Pang Yu, there was a bit of inquiry in his clear eyes.

Pang Yu stared back viciously, wishing to chop off Zhan Zhao's hand that was holding Zhao Ning.

Zhao Ning hadn't noticed yet, and his actions remained the same.

Zhan Zhao smiled, looked away, supported Zhao Ning's hand and slowly sat up, then looked at Pang Yu, the inquiry in his eyes disappeared, and his starry eyes were full of gratitude: "Thank you, Lord. "

——but waiting for Pang Yu to carry him.

Pang Yu snorted and said, "This Marquis can only recite Ah Ning, but as for you—"

Pang Yu looked Zhan Zhao up and down, and said with a sneer, "You're dead, this Marquis can show kindness and collect your corpse, so that you don't die in the wilderness, but now you're alive..."

Zhao Ning's gaze turned cold, and Pang Yu closed it when he saw it, and said with a sneer, "The people from this Marquis will come here in a while, and let them carry you!"

Zhan Zhao was sitting next to Zhao Ning, his face was as gentle as before, he was never irritated by Pang Yu's words at all, he smiled and said, "So..."

"Your Majesty is also in need."

But his body leaned against Zhao Ning again. Zhao Ning thought he was not feeling well, so he didn't bother to stare at Pang Yu, so he hurriedly asked him: "Are you dizzy again? You are hurt so badly, so you should stop talking. "

The sweetheart greeted the other man, and Pang Yu got angry, snorted coldly, and walked out of the cave with a flick of his sleeves.

Pang Yu was so regretful that he was dying, he should have cooperated with Zhao Jue, if his people were in the assassination of the Kaifeng mansion this time, even if Zhan Zhao had ten lives, it would not be enough to die.

Zhan Zhao in the cave is an eyesore.

Pang Yu's entourage found the cave all the way and carried Zhan Zhao out. On the official road, Pang Yu's sedan chair had already arrived.

All the members of the Kaifeng Mansion were assassinated last night. Sitingzhu protected Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce and retreated to the post house. Nanxing couldn't find Zhao Ning everywhere. He thought that Zhan Zhao was by Zhao Ning's side, and Zhao Ning would not If something goes wrong, maybe you can take advantage of this assassination to warm up your feelings again.Nan Xing thought for a while, took everyone in the palace, and followed Bao Zheng to the post house without haste.

When he left, he still didn't forget to take away Zhao Ning's sedan chair, leaving only a horse by the side of the road, and Zhan Zhao rode the horse to take Zhao Ning. Thinking about it, Nan Xing thought it was very romantic.

At this time, Zhan Zhao, who was being carried on his back, looked at the steed that was still gnawing on the weeds by the road after what happened last night, and frowned.

Pang Yu stepped forward and patted the horse's back, laughing loudly: "The horse was not frightened at all after the fight, so it can be seen that it is a good horse."

Looking back at Zhan Zhao, he said, "Hero Zhan, get on your horse."

However, in the end Zhan Zhao didn't get on the horse either, and was dragged by Zhao Ning into Pang Yu's sedan chair.

Pang Yu had a thousand reluctances in his heart, but he had no choice but to wink at the person who was carrying Zhan Zhao. After receiving the signal, the attendants pushed Zhan Zhao onto the sedan chair heavily and walked away.

Zhao Ning wrinkled his face in distress, and hurriedly asked if Zhan Zhao was hurt. Zhan Zhao shook his head lightly and said nothing happened, but Zhao Ning felt even more distressed. He looked at his arms and then at his legs to confirm. After the wound stopped bleeding, he wiped the sweat on his forehead with a veil, virtuous and gentle like a wife caring for a seriously ill husband.

As soon as Pang Yu got into the sedan chair, he was so excited by this scene that he didn't speak for a long time.

After a long while, he sorted out his thoughts before suppressing the hatred for Zhan Zhao in his heart. He took a deep breath, squeezed a smile that he felt as if he was basking in the spring breeze, turned his head and pulled Zhao Ning over, and held Zhao Ning behind Zhao Ning's back. Zhao pushed that annoying face aside, smiled and said to Zhao Ning, "I picked up something at the bottom of the mountain."

Pang Yu took the things out of his arms, and opened the brocade wrapping the earrings layer by layer. The round and lovely pearl earrings lay in the pink brocade. Zhao Ning was startled, took the earrings in his hand, and said in doubt : "Where did you find it? How do you know it's mine?"

Pang Yu smiled, but did not answer. He took the earring from Zhao Ning and said, "Let me put it on for you. You have an injury on your hand, so it's inconvenient."

Zhao Ning thought about it and nodded.

Pang Yu pinched the earrings, looked down at Zhao Ning's tender neck and white and lovely earlobes, her breathing became heavy, and the exhaled breath lingered around her neck, and she tilted her head unnaturally.

Zhan Zhao's gaze changed.

Zhao Ning is just ignorant of the unknown age, so he probably doesn't know what Pang Yu's actions represent. However, Zhan Zhao has been in the Jianghu for a long time, and he is used to the prodigal son's play~ Playing with women from a good family, and being a man, he naturally understands what Pang Yu is thinking.

Only then did Zhan Zhao take a serious look at Pang Yu. His eyes were full of peach blossoms, his brows were flirtatious, his cheeks were powdered, and his lips were painted red. Because of his young age, his facial features had not yet fully opened, and he had an indistinguishable male and female charm. beauty.

But these aesthetic feelings made Zhan Zhao feel a little uncomfortable.

Zhan Zhao's Juque sword once killed a notorious flower picker. The flower picker had a gentle look on his face, which was quite similar to Pang Yu.

Zhan Zhao took a deep breath. In his opinion, the coquettishness was not a tact, but a frivolous look caused by excessive indulgence.

Pang Yu grasped the speed very well, stroked Zhao Ning's earlobe, and gently put the earring on her before she realized it.

After putting on the earrings, Pang Yu took out another thing from his arms. He opened layers of brocade handkerchiefs, revealing the golden hairpin inside.

Although he wiped off the bloodstain very carefully, Zhao Ning was still startled.

Zhao Ning waved his hands again and again, shrinking his body to Zhan Zhao's side: "I... don't want it."

Pang Yusi and the corpse in the cave put the hairpin back into his arms again.

"Let me see your hands."

Pang Yu said again.

Zhao Ning slapped off Pang Yu's hand that was holding her hand. Pang Yu's hands were half a point better than the woman's, and the back of his hand turned red immediately.

Zhao Ning was a little guilty, hesitated for a while, and said, "Did I hurt you?"

Pang Yu didn't care, shook his head, pulled her hand over, blew carefully, took out a silver needle from the gilt box on the sedan chair, and said, "You have thorns on your fingers, I'll pick it out for you, otherwise it will grow in the meat after a long time."

His tone was extremely serious. As soon as Zhao Ning was reminded by him, Fang felt the pain in his finger was unbearable. He took care of Zhan Zhao all the way before, but ignored the wound on his hand.

Zhao Ning worried: "Then be careful, I'm afraid of pain."

Pang Yu nodded, seemingly unintentionally glanced at Zhan Zhao, Zhan Zhao was also looking at him, his heroic brows and eyes were full of concern for Zhao Ning, Pang Yu said: "What are you looking at, it's not because of you ?”

Zhao Ning was dissatisfied, and Pang Yu stopped talking.

Although his tone was aggressive, his movements were very gentle, and he carefully picked out the tiny thorns on Zhao Ning's hand one by one with a silver needle.

"pain..."

The silver needle pierced the flesh, and Zhao Ning's tears fell instantly in pain. Pang Yu hurriedly wiped her tears with a handkerchief, coaxing: "Don't cry, don't cry, it will be fine in a while."

Just like when they were young, Zhao Ning fell down. He held Zhao Ning's small face and blew it, saying: "Don't cry, don't cry, blow it, and the pain will fly away."

The love of bamboo and plum is long, and the years are unparalleled.

Pang Yu's eyes softened.

The peach blossom eyes he picked up were full of tenderness, and he embraced Zhao Ning's fingers.

Zhao Ning: "!"

Zhan Zhao: "..."

The air in the sedan chair was almost stagnant, Zhan Zhao looked away in embarrassment, and coughed lowly.

Zhao Ning withdrew his finger like an electric shock, and his face turned red immediately.

Pang Yuman said indifferently: "A-Ning, it's not like I haven't done this before. Why are you shy?"

Zhan Zhao suddenly felt that although the young master in front of him looked beautiful and suave, he felt that he was not as pleasing to the eye as before.

Pang Yu pulled Zhao Ning's fingers again, and said in a babbling voice, "There are still a few more. Fingers that grow in the flesh won't look good in the future."

Zhao Ning put his hands behind his back, saying that he would not let Pang Yu criticize her anymore.

Zhao Ning looked at Pang Yu's face full of concern, and couldn't ignore his kindness, but Pang Yu's behavior made her feel weird again, she hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Xiao Yu, we are all grown up now, we can't It's the same as before."

Zhan Zhao's eyelids twitched, like before?

And how often did things like this happen before?

But thinking about it again, Zhao Ning and Pang Yu grew up together, and they didn't know anything when they were young. I'm afraid something more radical than this will happen.

Unable to describe the feeling in his heart, Zhan Zhao suddenly felt that his arms and legs seemed to be hurting more than when he was injured.

The three came to the posthouse awkwardly, Bao Zheng led the crowd to greet Zhao Ning and Pang Yu in a hurry, and just knelt down when he saw Zhan Zhao being carried down by the crowd.

Zhao Ning was not as calm as usual, his exquisite face was full of anxiety and concern: "Master Bao, Zhan Huwei was seriously injured, you should quickly find some doctors."

The author has something to say: Pang Yu:

MMP

I'm so angry, I don't even want to keep smiling

Why should Benhou wrong himself to give him a good face! ! !

Zhan Zhao:

Since ancient times, Houmen has produced wonderful flowers

The ancients are sincere and I am not deceived

Aning:

Zhan Zhao is injured, ahh, will it hurt?

ah ah ah what should i do

PS: The stupid author went out for a few days~

Have a nice weekend everyone~