[Zhan Zhao] Counseling County Master Chasing Her Husband

That Chuochu figure made Zhan Zhao flustered for no reason.

Gongsun Ce's words were still ringing in his ears, Zhan Zhao took a deep breath, and said lightly, "Zhan has never liked anyone."

"So I don't know your thoughts."

Since Nan Xing left, Zhao Ning hadn't sent anyone to bring him anything for a long time.

After a long time, Zhan Zhao began to miss the sweet and greasy health soup that he didn't like very much.

Those sweet and greasy health soup noodles are tender and crystal clear. Zhan Zhao, who has not eaten sweets for a long time, is very uncomfortable when he eats them. Due to Zhao Ning's friendship, he has to eat them.But once it reaches the stomach, the whole body is warmed up and feels very comfortable.The sweet lingering fragrance lingers on his lips and teeth, always reminding Zhan Zhao of the shallow breath that Zhao Ning exhaled when he leaned against his arms in the cave.

Being attacked and jumping off a cliff and what happened in the cave changed Zhan Zhao's view of Zhao Ning a lot.

When she encounters danger, she will be afraid and flustered, but she will quickly calm down. She is much stronger than he imagined, and there is a tough and sunny heart under her weak appearance.

It is hard to imagine that this is the kind of positivity and optimism that a long-term sick person can have.

Zhan Zhao has traveled the world for several years, met too many people, and also met too many people who were tortured by illness and depressed.

Zhao Ning is different from them. She has expectations for future life, and she also has the calmness to look directly at death.

Zhang Long was still babbling about how the two of them were getting along, but Zhan Zhao was a little distracted. His arms and legs were injured, and he couldn't move. He couldn't visit Zhao Ning, who was also sick, and he didn't know how she was doing. , is there any better.

After all, he took care of him a lot at the bottom of the mountain, and he was very grateful to her in his heart.

People in the Jianghu will repay their kindness, if he doesn't care about her body, he will be ungrateful.

After thinking about it this way, Zhan Zhao felt that it was normal for him to care about Zhao Ning, so he asked Zhang Long, "How is the Princess' health?"

"Princess..."

Zhang Long never thought that Zhan Zhao would ask Zhao Ning, so after thinking for a while, he replied, "It's very good. The servants of the palace spent a lot of money to build a wheelchair for her, and now An Lehou is pushing her around all day long."

Zhan Zhao frowned.

She gets around in a wheelchair?In this way, her body should be much better. Now that she has a wheelchair, she can move around a lot more easily, but I don't know why she doesn't come to see me?

Zhan Zhao felt a little stuffy in his heart.

After thinking for a long time, Zhan Zhao asked again: "Don't Lord Anle go to Chenzhou for disaster relief?"

If you don't go to Chenzhou to do something, what are you doing pestering Zhao Ning at the post house?

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Zhang Long's face changed and his tone became disgusted.

Zhang Longdao: "Hero Zhan, you have been recuperating for the past few days, and you have never heard what An Lehou said, saying that there is nothing more important in this world than the princess."

When Pang Yu said this, Zhan Zhao was not surprised at all, but when he remembered what Pang Yu did in the sedan chair that day, Zhan Zhao felt a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Ning still regards Pang Yu as his playmate when he was young, and has no wariness towards him at all. If Pang Yu is really as innocent as when he was young, that's fine, but the frivolity in Pang Yu's eyebrows makes Zhan Zhao a little uneasy.

He was even faintly worried about Zhao Ning.

The picture of Pang Yu holding Zhao Ning's finger in his mouth was so shocking that Zhan Zhao couldn't help but start to worry about Zhao Ning.

His body has recuperated for a while, and he has improved a lot. Although he can't walk like an ordinary person, he can still walk a few steps while holding onto the base of the wall.

Zhan Zhao got up, because he really didn't want to see hundreds of thousands of people in Chenzhou waiting for Pang Yu to deliver food. Although Zhang Long told him that Pang Yu had sent other people to Chenzhou to deliver food, Zhan Zhao also felt that Pang Yu would Yu's move really betrayed the emperor's kindness, and he didn't take the imperial decree seriously, although Zhan Zhao himself didn't have much respect for the imperial power.

It's the end of March, and the small garden of the post house is no better than the flowers and plants carefully tended in the yards of the princes and ministers in Tokyo City. The flowers in early spring are showing signs of decay. It's rare for Pang Yu not to wear that eye-catching little pink He changed into a white brocade robe with gold trim, a jade belt around his waist, and a few pieces of beautiful jade hanging on the jade belt.

If the person he pushed wasn't Zhao Ning.

Zhao Ning didn't wear cumbersome palace attire, nor did she wear a luxurious fish-scale skirt. She was wearing a simple sunset-colored dress, and her jet-black hair was combed down her temples, pure and beautiful.

Pang Yu pushed Zhao Ning to stand under the shade of the flowers. I don't know what Pang Yu said, which caused Zhao Ning to smile, and Pang Yu's eyes were filled with tenderness. Between the hair.

The end is the quiet years, a pair of people made in heaven.

Zhan Zhao's eyes dimmed, and he didn't know what to say to Zhao Ning.

Although Zhao Ning told him that she had no feelings for Pang Yu, and said that she liked him, but a young girl with a cardamom age, her thoughts come and go quickly.

The palm that was holding the Juque sword as a crutch tightened, and Zhan Zhao went back to the room.

Under the shade of flowers, Pang Yu smiled.

Although he is a dude, he has learned a little bit of martial arts, and he heard Zhan Zhao's footsteps a long time ago, so he took the opportunity to say to Zhao Ning, "I'm still the same as before, picking flowers and bringing them to you."

Zhao Ning smiled defenselessly: "Xiaoyu, we are all grown up, you know, you can't marry me, and I won't marry you. More importantly, I have a sweetheart."

Zhan Zhao obviously didn't hear Zhao Ning's words.

Pang Yu smiled: "What a coincidence, I, like Aning, also have a sweetheart."

Zhan Zhao returned to the house and didn't speak for a while.

It was the first time in Xu's life that he suffered such a serious injury. He felt that there was something wrong with him compared to before, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Taking a deep breath, Zhan Zhao calmed down and lay down on the bed.

Gradually slanting to the west, Zhan Zhao was lying on the bed, closing his eyes and resting his mind, when he heard Pang Yu's grinning voice: "Where is Nanxia Zhan Zhao? This Marquis came to see you."

Then there was the sound of wheels rolling, and Zhan Zhao opened his eyes.

Zhao Ning held a small gilt heater, smiled lightly, and asked, "Guard Zhan, are you feeling better?"

Zhan Zhao looked at Zhao Ning who seemed innocent, and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

After Nan Xing left, she never sent anyone to deliver food to him, nor did she come to see him.

It's not that Zhan Zhao is greedy for those delicate foods, but he feels that after all, he has lived and died together, so why did he turn a blind eye to him after returning to the post house?

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhan Zhao couldn't think of a reason, and looked at Zhao Ning with clear eyes, she had a calm face, and Pang Yu behind her could see the ridicule and contempt at a glance.

Zhan Zhao didn't know what happened to Zhao Ning and Pang Yu during the past few days, he just felt that something seemed to have changed.

From the first time the two drank in Fengyi Pavilion, Zhao Ning's attitude towards him has always been familiar and friendly. After a long time, he has formed a habit.

In the luxurious sedan chair, Zhao Ning's slightly trembling shoulders and crying words made him so depressed that he couldn't breathe.

The two lived and died together in the cave. In the dark night, he held her in his arms, and the rapid heartbeat at that moment made it difficult for him to ignore it.

He's not a young man, and he knows what that means.

But she is the only daughter of the Eight Sage Kings, and with this identity alone, she is like a galaxy between the two of them. His ambition is not in the court, and her heart is not in the rivers and lakes.

Zhan Zhao's clear eyes fluctuated a little, and he replied, "Thank you Princess for your trouble, Zhan is fine."

Zhan Zhao's words were well-regulated, polite and alienated, but Zhao Ning didn't know how to answer them. She just smiled and said, "I know you are good, so I feel relieved."

Pang Yu smiled, and pushed the wheelchair with his fingers: "Okay, people have seen it, let's go back."

As the wheelchair turned, Zhan Zhao blurted out: "Slow—"

Zhao Ning turned around in doubt, Zhan Zhao suddenly didn't know what to say.

Looking at Zhao Ning's delicate face, Zhan Zhao slowly said a word: "Princess...how is your health?"

Zhao Ning smiled sweetly: "I am also in good health."

Zhan Zhao was about to say something more, but Pang Yu had already pushed Zhao Ning away impatiently. There seemed to be Zhao Ning's complaints coming from outside the room, but Pang Yu's laughter covered it.

Zhao Ning didn't stop Pang Yu from pushing her out, and the two drifted away, Zhan Zhao's brows wrinkled little by little.

When Zhang Long came back in the evening, besides the food, he also carried a jar of aged wine.

These days, Pang Yu went crazy as if he had taken the wrong medicine, targeting everyone in Kaifeng who stayed at the station.

And Pang Yu's lackeys are also quite good at reading people's faces, and come here from time to time to add trouble.This is the case again today, when Zhang Long went to the kitchen to get food, Pang Yu's dog leg was there sneering: "Hey, are you still getting food for Zhan Zhao? Is he still alive?"

Zhang Long was so angry that he was about to draw his sword at that time, thinking about Bao Zheng's entrustment before leaving, he endured it again, replied a few words viciously, came back with a meal, and took away the dog's leg for Pang Yu to prepare. fine wine.

The goons stared angrily, but there was nothing they could do. If they started fighting with Zhang Long, and the matter got to Zhao Ning, they might blame their master for not being able to restrain his subordinates.

Zhan Zhao took a sip of his wine, but Zhang Long didn't stop him when he saw it, but just said to pay more attention to his body.

For people in the Jianghu, it is normal to eat meat and drink heavily. Zhan Zhao is recovering from his injuries, and it is okay to drink a few sips of wine.

Spicy old wine enters the throat, glass after glass.

No matter how nervous Zhang Long was, something was wrong at that time, he put the chopsticks on the table, and held Zhan Zhao down: "Hero Zhan, your body has not recovered yet, so don't drink too much. "

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