Zhao Ning looked straight at Zhan Zhao, her eyes were calm but stubborn, and she seemed to be going forward indomitably, but she was the only one who knew what she was afraid of.

She was rejected by Zhan Zhao once, and when recalling that scene, her chest still hurts heart-piercingly.

People always seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and they will not fall twice in the same place. Zhao Ning understands this truth, but when she faced Zhan Zhao, she realized that she would still fall into his pit in her life.

In front of Zhan Zhao, Xiao Xiao is like the wind under the pine, and bright like the moon in the night. When his clear eyes look at her, it always makes her have the illusion that she died under the peony flower in her previous life.

He was born so good-looking, if he was a woman and she was a man, she would most likely be able to do the thing of lighting up the flames and making the beauty smile.

Such an appearance, such a person, is worth worrying about for two lifetimes.

In her previous life, before she died, she only wanted to see him again. At that time, she felt that if she saw him, she would be able to die in peace.

Only after living a new life did she realize how ridiculous her thoughts were.

After meeting him, I want to talk to him a few more words, and after talking a few more words, I want to spend more time with him, and after spending some time with him, I can't help but want to be with him for the rest of my life.

How apt to look forward to Shu in Long.

Zhao Ning looked at Zhan Zhao, not even daring to blink.

Zhan Zhao looked away under her gaze, and Zhao Ning's heart sank little by little.

She has been with Zhan Zhao for so long, and his temper has also changed a lot. Zhan Zhao dare not look at others only when he is guilty.

Zhan Zhao slowly shook his head and said, "Zhan doesn't know."

Zhao Ning's tears fell, she loosened the kneaded handkerchief in her hand, wrapped her hands around her knees, and buried her head in it.

Zhan Zhao's reaction like this was expected by her, and when she asked herself, she felt that there was really nothing in her that Zhan Zhao liked.

Zhao Ning knew that she was beautiful. The compliment she had heard the most since she was a child was to praise her for her beauty, but no matter how beautiful she was, Zhan Zhao didn't care about faces. He treated everyone the same. I will pay more attention to who is beautiful.

She has a good background, but to Zhan Zhao, her background is more like a drag, the constraints of imperial power and heavenly rules are not what he likes as a person who has been in the world for a long time.

Zhao Ning didn't cry aloud, she felt that she was going to die in grief, as if someone was cutting her heart with a knife.

Until a warm big palm embraced her, she smelled the slight smell of alcohol on Zhan Zhao's body, and felt even more uncomfortable, sobbing, "Are...are you trying to comfort me?"

"I... don't need your comfort. It's my own business to like you. You don't like me..."

"...Then don't like it."

She would rather not have the warmth given to her for looking at her pitifully.

No matter how much she likes Zhan Zhao, she is also a person with a bottom line, she does not want his pity, she feels that she is not pitiful at all, it is just Luo Hua's intentional flow of water and ruthlessness.

She likes Zhan Zhao, it's her own business.

It would be best if Zhan Zhao also liked her, but if she didn't like her, she wouldn't force her either.

Heart-piercing begging is not something she can do.

Although she doesn't agree with what the concubine mother taught her girls to be reserved, she agrees with what the concubine mother said that girls should love themselves.

As soon as Zhao Ning finished speaking, Zhan Zhao gently cupped her face with his left hand, and she saw Zhan Zhao's forbearance in her tearful eyes.

Zhan Zhao shook his head, and said, "The Princess Zhan is ten years old."

"I know this."

"Zhan only listens to Mr. Bao's order. If Mr. Bao resigns and returns to the farm, Zhan will also return to the rivers and lakes."

"I know that too."

"Zhan has no possessions, so he can't give the princess rich clothes and food, so he promises to hide her beauty in the princess's golden house."

"I know all this!"

Zhao Ning cried loudly. It was the first time she cried so sadly and lost her composure. She grabbed Zhan Zhao's clothes, desperate and sad: "These are not problems. The problem is that you don't like me."

Because he doesn't like her, everything around her will become the reason for his dislike.

In his eyes, her beauty may be a curse, her kindness is cowardice, her cleverness is calculation, and even her kindness to him is cheap in his eyes, and it is an errand that he needs to deal with.

If you don't like it, you don't like it, no matter how nice she is, it's useless.

Zhao Ning broke down and said: "You don't like me, no matter whether I am the princess, whether I am ten years younger than you, whether I am willing to go far away with you, you will not like me, what you don't like is me The person, not the strings attached to my identity."

"But, I'm not a princess, I don't care about age, I'm willing to live with you, will you like me?"

"No, you still don't like me!"

The more clearly aware of this problem, the more desperate Zhao Ning became.

Zhan Zhao wiped her tears, with distress in his clear eyes, and asked, "What does the princess like about Zhan?"

"I don't know either. If I knew what I like about you, I wouldn't like you."

Zhao Ning was out of breath from crying, and his head was dizzy.

The words she said took all her courage and strength, and her body was full of despair and helplessness. She felt that she would cry until she died, until she felt that Zhan Zhao smelled of alcohol. Getting closer, a warm kiss landed on her brow.

Zhao Ning woke up all of a sudden, and looked at Zhan Zhao with wide eyes, his eyes were full of disbelief.

Zhan Zhao's right hand was still injured and was hanging in front of his chest at that time. His left hand wiped Zhao Ning's tears in a strange way, but he still wiped her tears clumsily and carefully, with a helpless and distressed tone: "How about the princess?" I learned that Zhan doesn't like the princess?"

Zhan Zhao held Zhao Ning's face in his left hand, and said seriously: "The princess is a good girl, she is worthy of Zhan's liking."

Zhao Ning's eyelashes trembled, and he couldn't believe his ears.

Zhan Zhao's voice was hoarse: "The Princess is young, and she will meet someone better than Zhan in the future. By then, the Princess will not like Zhan anymore."

"will not!"

Zhao Ning grabbed his hand as if grasping a life-saving straw: "I am young, and I will meet more people in the future, but none of them are you."

"I like you, what's the use of meeting more people?"

once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking.

The years are long, and some things have gone through vicissitudes of life, and they remain unchanged.

Zhao Ning looked at Zhan Zhao, a bit of determination appeared on his always gentle and amiable face, and Zhan Zhao's heart suddenly softened.

She was still too young to know how much trouble the identity, age and distance would bring. She just walked to him regardless and said loudly that she liked him.

He didn't know whether these likings were just a whim in her young life, or her unwavering determination in this life.

He only knew that he couldn't bear to push away such a strong yet extremely fragile her.

Zhan Zhao sighed, and said, "After the matter is over, when we return to Tokyo City, can Zhan please ask Mr. Bao to propose marriage?"

Zhao Ning was taken aback: "...propose marriage?"

"So fast?"

Seeing that there was only surprise in Zhao Ning's eyes but no surprise, Zhan Zhao smiled and said, "Then Zhan will wait until the Princess."

She was in her prime, and he was approaching his thirties.

Zhan Zhao caressed her delicate face, pinned her hair messed up from crying behind her ears, and said softly: "During this period, if the princess thinks that Zhan is too old, or has fallen in love with someone else, All you need to do is send someone to inform Huizhan, and Zhan will wish the Princess Qinse a happy marriage forever, as beautiful as before, and never appear in front of the Princess again."

He likes her, and she happens to like him, that's the best.

But if when she is no longer young and knows how to weigh the pros and cons, and the liking for him slowly dissipates, he will let her go and let her find her own life.

"Is that all right?"

The tenderness in Zhan Zhao's eyes can turn people into water, but Zhao Ning shook his head.

Different from the silent tears in the past, after living two lives, Zhao Ning cried for the first time.

She said: "How could I dislike you? I obviously like you so much."

In the first life, she died of despair on the cold bed and never saw him again.

In the second life, she approached cautiously, afraid that everyone would see the clue, and even more afraid that her liking would cause him trouble.

But she couldn't hide the liking in her heart, and she couldn't help but want to tell him that she liked him.

She likes him to death, wishing to hold all the good things in front of him.

If he smiled at her, she would be happy for several days. How could she dislike his age?

Zhan Zhao wiped her tears, and looked at her calmly, she was still so young, she had not experienced any hardships.

Zhao Ning continued intermittently: "I...I don't think you're old, and you don't think I'm young. There are many things I don't understand...you tell me, and I know how to do it."

Zhan Zhao said: "Zhan must have tasted the misery in the world before the princess, so he will not let the princess experience it again. Zhan will share the joy of this world with the princess."

"It's so kind of you."

Zhao Ning buried her in front of his chest, his broad shoulders made her heart calm down suddenly, and smoothed her crying just now.

It turns out that Zhan Zhao also likes her, and it's not because of her self-indulgence.

It's such a good feeling.

Holding Zhan Zhao in her arms gave her an unreal feeling that meeting her was a dream.

She moved her lips to her wrist, hesitated for a while, but did not bite, when Zhan Zhao's voice came from above: "The princess bit herself?"

She raised her head and found that Zhan Zhao was frowning at herself.

Zhao Ning withdrew his arm, nodded, shook his head again, lost his way: "I'm afraid that if I bite myself, I'll wake up from the dream."

Zhan Zhao's heart stopped for half a beat, and then suddenly accelerated. After a while, he calmed down and said in a low voice, "It's not a dream."

"Zhan really likes the princess."

Zhao Ning's small mouth was slightly opened, a little suspicious that he had an auditory hallucination because of crying a lot.

After a long while, Zhao Ning bit his lip and said softly, "What did you just say? I...I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?"

Zhan Zhao took a deep breath, looked at Zhao Ning, and said, "Zhan likes the princess."

Zhao Ning's tears fell again, she murmured back: "I also... like you."

Zhan Zhao gently wiped away her tears, hugged her into his arms, closed his eyes, as if accepting his fate.

After a long time, Zhao Ning pushed him away. The tears in her eyes were still wet, and she looked at him with full eyes: "Do you really like me?"

Zhan Zhao nodded.

Zhao Ning's eyes were tentative, and before he could say anything, his face turned red.

It's said in the scriptures that when a man likes a woman, he can't help but want to kiss her, but why doesn't Ke Zhanzhao kiss her?

As she thought this way, a confused expression came out.

Zhan Zhao smiled, bowed his head and kissed her lips.

Zhao Ning's body froze slightly, then he closed his eyes, and responded greenly - rubbing his lips against his.

It is said in the storybook that the way men express love is to kiss, but the storybook does not say how to respond to a man's kiss.

Zhan Zhao was attracted by her and almost laughed out loud. After a while, he calmed down the inexplicable throbbing in his heart, and said softly, "Open your mouth."

Zhao Ning wanted to find a crack in the ground to get down, his earlobe was red with shame, his fingers gripped Zhan Zhao's clothes tightly, but he still opened his mouth slightly listening to his words.

A slightly alcoholic tongue slowly moved in, delicately tracing her lips, her teeth, bit by bit, until it made her crumble.

Zhao Ning's mind went blank, and she instinctively put her arms around his neck, her delicate wrist resting on his fiery neck, Zhan Zhao's breath stopped, and she was pressed down.

The position was reversed, and Zhan Zhao quickly came back to his senses.

It ended with a kiss, and Zhan Zhao kissed her again between the eyebrows.

His unsteady breath lingered between Zhao Ning's brows and eyes, Zhao Ning slowly opened his eyes, looked at Zhan Zhao above him, confused, then froze for a moment, pushed Zhan Zhao away, and quickly sat up.

The warm fragrance wafted up, and the two of them had nothing to say for a long time.

In the end, it was Zhan Zhao who broke the embarrassing silence. He squatted down, looked at Zhao Ning who was on the imperial concubine's couch, and said, "Zhan was rude to the Princess."

Zhao Ning's face was flushed, and Zhan Zhao's kiss made her both scared and happy, and countless thoughts popped up in her heart:

Has Zhan Zhao kissed anyone before?

His kissing skills should belong to the words in the script that make people feel ecstatic. Since he is so proficient, he must have kissed others before, right?

Zhao Ning began to feel uncomfortable again.

After thinking about it, what if he kissed someone else, he is hers now, and in the future he can only and will only kiss herself.

Thinking of this, she felt a little better.

Zhan Zhao watched Zhao Ning's expression go from entangled and sad to relieved, and just about to say something, he heard Zhao Ning say, "Don't call me the princess from now on."

Zhan Zhao was startled: "Then what does Zhan call the princess?"

Zhao Ning took his hand, sat side by side with him on the imperial concubine's couch, and said, "Can you call me Aning? My father and brother both call me that, and you call me Princess, it's too natural A little bit."

"A-Ning?" Zhan Zhao hesitated.

"Yes." Zhao Ning nodded with a smile.

Zhan Zhao shook his head, this title reminded him of An Lehou Pang Yu who lived in the post house together.

Zhan Zhao thought for a while, and said, "Zhan Zhao calls you the princess...how is Ning'er?"

"Ning'er?" Zhao Ning slowly tasted these two words, she was closer than the Princess, and more lingering than Aning, she nodded with a smile.

"it is good."

Zhao Ning smiled and said, "As long as it's not the princess."

"Then I won't call you Zhanwei anymore."

Zhao Ning looked at Zhan Zhao, smiled and said, "I'll call you Brother Zhao, okay?"

She was originally a magnificent person, she smiled suddenly, and the flickering candlelight printed a soft light on her face, like the first snow clearing up, the sun gave the world a great glow.

Zhan Zhao's heart moved, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he said, "Okay."

The two talked again, and Zhao Ning couldn't help but feel a little sleepy. She was not in good health and went to bed early on weekdays. Today, she talked so much with Zhan Zhao, it was already beyond her tolerance.

However, although she was sleepy, she still held on to her spirits, looked at Zhan Zhao with bright eyes, and talked with him happily.

Zhan Zhao brushed the corners of her eyes and said, "Go to sleep."

Zhao Ning shook his head: "I don't sleep, if you wake up and you are the same as before, what should I do?"

What she said was quite childish, Zhan Zhao couldn't help laughing, and said, "No."

"I'll watch you sleep, and I'll leave when you fall asleep, okay?"

"That..."

Zhao Ning yawned again, his vision began to blur, and he lay in Zhan Zhao's arms, and said in a low voice, "Then you must wait until I fall asleep before leaving."

"must."

Zhan Zhao slightly moved the injured arm hanging on her chest to make her sleep more comfortably.

Drowsiness hit, and Zhao Ning fell asleep quickly.

Looking at his injured arm, Zhan Zhao couldn't laugh or cry—she fell asleep on the chaise longue, how should he carry her back to the bed.

In the end, he gently removed the bandages on his arms, and picked her up. The moment he got up, something fell out of her sleeve. He took a look, and then put her back on the bed and put her down.

Her weight was so light that he could hardly feel the pain on his injured arm. Zhan Zhao's eyes darkened, knowing that it was because of her poor health.

Zhan Zhao covered her with a quilt, and she burrowed comfortably into the quilt.

Zhan Zhao's brows were slightly frowned. These days, he asked countless friends in the world to inquire about the news of the immortal grass, but no one knew the news of the immortal grass.

Some people even say that the grass of immortality is a legendary thing, and the first emperor used it as an introduction to refine the elixir of life.The first emperor is in charge of the world and rich in many countries, but he has never found the immortal grass in his whole life, so I advise him to spend less effort and stop wasting time on the immortal grass.

Zhan Zhao took a deep breath, the world is so big, there is always something that can cure her well.

Zhan Zhao got up to leave, turned around and found something falling out of Zhao Ning's sleeve, he picked it up, it was a common saying book on the market, presumably Zhao Ning read it to pass the time when he was bored.

He flipped through it casually, and happened to find the plot she had just watched: if you like it, you can tell it first, if you don't agree, you can use medicine to induce it.

Zhan Zhao's eyelids twitched, what a mess, Zhao Ning, a princess, how could he see such things?It must have been brought to Zhao Ning by Pang Yu, who hadn't been doing anything right all day.

He wanted to tear it up with one hand, but he was afraid that Zhao Ning would be angry, so he hesitated for a while, then smoothed the pages and placed them on the small table on the imperial concubine's bed for her.

The next morning, Zhao Ning woke up.

She hasn't slept so peacefully since she left the palace for a long time.

Ringing the wind chime beside the bed, Zhang Kun, an attendant of the palace, put the washing things in front of her door.

After washing and grooming, she casually pulled a simple cloud on her temples.

Zhang Kun delivered the meal.

Zhao Ning took a sip of the health-preserving soup and said, "This soup is not bad, I'll give a copy to the guard Zhan."

Zhang Kun's face changed slightly, because he lowered his head, and Zhao Ning didn't notice his expression.

Zhang Kun stepped back with the soup in his hand, walked out of Zhao Ning's yard all the way, but didn't go to Zhan Zhao's place, and went straight to Pang Yu's room.

Pang Yu hadn't gotten up yet, lying on the bed and yawning. Seeing Zhang Kun coming in, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Get down."

Then he turned over and continued to sleep in his return sleep.

Zhang Kun returned to Zhao Ning's place to report, but before he entered the house, he was so frightened that he almost threw the pallet in his hand on the ground.

Zhan Zhao was dressed in blue, sitting opposite Zhao Ning, with his right hand hanging on his chest, drinking tea with his left hand, Zhao Ning looked at him with tenderness in his eyes.

Zhang Kun didn't even bother to go to Zhao Ning to return to his life. He turned his head and prepared to run to Pang Yu's yard. Before he ran out of Zhao Ning's yard, Zhao Ning stopped him: "Nan Xing is not here. , but more and more proficient."

Zhang Kun turned around stiffly, forced a smile on his face, knelt at the door of the house, and said, "I dare not, these are all arranged by the princess."

Zhao Ning naturally knew what her mother and concubine were thinking. In front of Zhan Zhao, she couldn't say too much, she frowned slightly, and said, "Only I can make decisions about my affairs. Go down and receive the punishment."

Zhang Kun retreated, and Zhan Zhao drank tea quietly without speaking.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Ning couldn't help feeling guilty, and asked, "Brother Zhao, are you angry?"

Zhan Zhao shook his head, put down his cup, and said, "It's human nature for the princess to do this."

He looked at Zhao Ning as uneasy as a frightened little rabbit, and said, "Since Zhan chose to be with the county..."

In the middle of the sentence, he quickly changed his words: "...to be with Ning'er, these things, Zhan has imagined."

The first time he changed his words, he was not as proficient in calling him Ning'er as Zhao Ning called him Brother Zhao.

Zhan Zhao didn't know that she had called Zhao Ning's brother Zhao countless times in her heart, and she had practiced and corrected it over and over again, from pronunciation to tone of voice.

"I'll push you out for a walk."

The weather outside is fine, Zhan Zhao said.

The person who delivered the news was punished by Zhao Ning. Pang Yu hadn't heard the news from Zhao Ning's house at that time, so he got up lazily after a good night's sleep.

The entourage filed in, waited on him to wash and dress, and served him to eat and drink porridge.

After eating, he went to Zhao Ning's yard, but was told that Zhao Ning and Zhan Zhao had gone out together.

Pang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Zhan Zhao?"

Pang Yu wasted no time, and went to guard a bamboo forest next to the post house. Zhao Ning likes bamboo, and there is a piece of bamboo planted in her residence. If she goes out with Zhan Zhao, she will definitely come to the bamboo forest.

Pang Yu guessed right, Zhan Zhao and Zhao Ning did come to the bamboo forest, the bamboo forest was difficult to walk, Zhao Ning abandoned the wheelchair, Zhan Zhao took her hand, and as he walked, he told her interesting stories about his wanderings in the rivers and lakes.

Zhao Ning listened fascinated, never thought that Jianghu is so interesting, it is much better than the royal palace with many rules.

No wonder Zhan Zhao loves the world and doesn't like the court. If it were her, she would prefer the free and unrestrained world.

The two talked and laughed until Zhan Zhao heard the sound of fighting in the bamboo forest.

Pang Yu was attacked.

Zhan Zhao frowned slightly, and before he led Zhao Ning over, he heard Pang Yu's voice: "Did your master ask you to come, or did you want to come?"

Hearing that there was something in Pang Yu's words, Zhan Zhao stopped, took Zhao Ning by the hand, and found a place to hide.

Zhan Zhao explained softly: "Don't worry, if Master Hou is in danger of life, Zhan will save him."

Zhao Ning nodded, knowing what he meant.

Pang Yu's whereabouts are hard to figure out, Bao Zheng left Zhang Long and Zhao Hu in the post to monitor him.

Zhao Ning nodded, she believed that Zhan Zhao's character would not let Pang Yu die on the spot, and she also wanted to know what Pang Yu did in private.

She didn't want Pang Yu to return to the west like in the previous life, but she also didn't want him to do evil and harm the people.

As soon as Zhan Zhao finished speaking, the sound of fighting stopped, Zhao Ning raised his eyes to see that the one who assassinated Pang Yu was a young woman, dressed in purple, with a pretty face and a pretty face full of coldness.

Pang Yu dodged the long sword of the woman in purple, put the fan across her neck, grabbed the woman's slender wrist casually, grabbed the long sword and stuck it on the ground.

Pang Yu said casually: "If you can't kill me, don't come again, lest you have to explain to your master."

The woman snorted coldly and opened her mouth: "Whether I can handle the job or not, what does it have to do with you?"

Pang Yu raised his eyebrows, with a smile that was not a smile: "Why doesn't it have anything to do with Benhou?"

Seeing this, Zhao Ning knew that he couldn't fight anymore, and he was breathing a sigh of relief when he saw Pang Yu lift the woman's chin with a folding fan, and said: "Anyway, I have a fight with this lord, and this lord can't bear you to lose your life." .”

Zhao Ning's body froze, and Zhan Zhao beside her was no better than her, the arms around her were all stiff.

Originally wanted to follow the assassin to see what Pang Yu had done in private, but who knew that what he encountered was a love murder, Zhao Ning moved uneasily.

The pretty woman in purple blushed, and most of the coldness on her face disappeared, before she slapped Pang Yu on the face.

The two were very close, and Pang Yuzang didn't dodge, and received the slap firmly.

Zhao Ning applauded in a low voice: "Good fight."

Pang Yu like this really needs to be dealt with.

Zhan Zhao: "..."

The woman's long nails scratched Pang Yu's handsome face, and several blood marks appeared immediately, and Pang Yu took a breath.

"hiss--"

Pang Yu folded his fan to cover his face, and his voice was full of joy and anger: "You really can do it."

The woman's eyes were bright and dark, and she threw him a handkerchief casually, turned around and drew her sword to leave, but heard Pang Yu whispered: "My father is not willing to beat me like this."

The woman turned around again and looked at Pang Yu with a bit of inquiry in her eyes.

Pang Yu didn't pick up her handkerchief, but took out his own small pink handkerchief from his sleeve and spread it on his face. When he saw the woman turning her head, he said casually, "Don't come here again, and don't go back to your master. There, your master is too cruel, and may not be able to keep you after the matter is completed."

"You are good at martial arts, you can settle down anywhere. If you don't have any money and take my things to the Pang Mansion, someone will give you a lot of money."

The woman's face loosened, and Pang Yu said again: "However, it is impossible to marry you. Ben Hou has someone in his heart."

The woman was startled, with an angry look on her face, and said sarcastically: "Master Hou really likes the Princess so much?"

Pang Yu replied: "Of course, this Marquis can die for her."

Zhan Zhao shook Zhao Ning's hand, and Zhao Ning shook his hand instead, whispering, "I only like you."

The woman in purple looked Pang Yu up and down, with contemptuous eyes: "Since Lord Hou is so infatuated, then I will point out the way for Lord Hou. There is news of immortal grass in Chenzhou. Do you dare to go?"

In the haystack, Zhan Zhao caught his breath and hugged Zhao Ning even tighter.

The handkerchief that Pang Yu wiped his face stopped for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Really?"

The woman in purple came over and chuckled softly: "What? Don't dare to go?"

Pang Yu knew that Zhao Jue was not a good person, and cooperating with him was tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger. His father was careless for a while, and Zhao Jue caught the handle. After that, Zhao Jue lingered on the Pang family.

These days, he has been trying to find Zhao Jue's handle, and trying to draw a clear line with him. Seeing that the handle has been caught, the boundary is almost drawn, who knows that Zhao Jue will do it again.

The sun was just right at noon, and he couldn't keep his eyes open.

Many years ago, it was Zhao Jue's people who saved Zhao Ning's life, and said that Zhao Ning could only be saved if there was an immortal grass.

Pang Yu closed his eyes, he had to take this risk.

Zhao Ning is already fifteen, less than three years away.

"go with!"

Pang Yu threw away the veil, suppressed the smirk on his face, and said coldly: "Go, benhou, and tell your master to make preparations in Chenzhou in advance, and wait for me to come."

The woman in purple smiled, raised her sword, and disappeared into the depths of the bamboo forest.

Pang Yu also walked out of the bamboo forest, and ordered his followers to tidy up and salute.

Zhan Zhao and Zhao Ning slowly stood up from the grass.

Zhan Zhao plucked the bamboo leaves that fell in Zhao Ning's hair, his fingers trembling slightly, and said, "After Lord Bao returns, Zhan will tell the Lord to go to Chenzhou to find immortal grass for the princess."

Zhao Ning didn't take the words of the woman in purple to heart. She waved her hand and said, "You may not believe her words."

She had heard the news of the undead grass too many times in her previous life, and every time she left with hope and returned disappointed, the number of times was too many, so she didn't take the undead grass seriously.

"I actually think that she just used the immortal grass to lure Xiao Yu to Chen Zhou. Her master is waiting for Xiao Yu to die in Chen Zhou."

Pang Yu died in Chenzhou in her previous life. She was far away in Tokyo. She only vaguely heard that Pang Yu searched for people's fat and anointment, and forcibly robbed people's daughters.

But the Pang Yu she knew was born in Jinxiu and raised in wealth. There is never a shortage of gold and silver things, and he never puts money in his eyes.

The maidservants he summoned were all beautiful and beautiful, coaxing him with gentle voices every day.

Such a Marquis who is not short of money and beautiful women, why did he come to Chenzhou and think of searching for people's fat and people's anointing and forcibly robbing people's women?

What's more, Chenzhou suffered a severe drought for three years, what can he search for?

Zhao Ning believed in Bao Zheng's character, he would not make a wrong judgment, but the behavior of Pang Yu, who was jailed, was really different from his usual style.

Could it be that he fell into the trap of others in order not to die?

Zhao Ning's heart sank, and he didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

Zhan Zhao said: "The assassin's martial arts are far superior to Lord Hou's. If she really wants to take his life, Lord Hou can't dodge the sword just now."

"Then she..."

Zhao Ning pretended to be relaxed, his eyes flickered: "Like Xiaoyu?"

Zhan Zhao Ququan coughed lightly: "It's better for us not to get involved in this kind of thing."

Both of them have slept through, and it would be a little hurt to talk about whether they like it or not.

As soon as Zhao Ning and Zhan Zhao returned to the post house, Pang Yu came to bid her farewell.

Pang Yu looked at Zhan Zhao who was standing next to Zhao Ning, snorted, and said, "A Ning, I was ordered to go to Chenzhou for disaster relief, but I ran into you on the way, so I was delayed for a while."

He glanced at Zhao Ning up and down, and said with a smile: "Now that you are in good health, I am relieved. There is a severe drought in Chenzhou, and there is no delay. I will leave for Chenzhou today."

Zhao Ning couldn't tell what it was like in her heart. Pang Yu didn't say that she went to Chenzhou to find immortal grass for her, but only said that it was for disaster relief. She thought of Pang Yu's fate in her last life, and tightly held the handkerchief, saying : "Chenzhou has Jiang Wan in charge of disaster relief, and you sent Xiang Fu over there. It must be no big deal. What did you go there for?"

Pang Yudao: "Although I said that, after all, I have received an errand, so I can't blindly let others do things for me. Even if the disaster is alleviated in the future, I'm afraid that those old men in Tokyo will read a copy of it in front of His Majesty. .”

Zhao Ning saw that he was determined to go to Chenzhou, so he didn't say much, and told him not to bully others, not to do evil, and not to seek people's anointing.

Before Zhao Ning finished speaking, Pang Yu laughed and said, "Chenzhou is a poor country, what good things are there for me to bully others? You look down on me too much."

Pang Yu bid farewell to Zhao Ning, he didn't use Lord Hou's sedan chair anymore, and rode out of the post house on a light cart.

Zhao Ning stood at the gate of the posthouse, speechless for a long time.

Zhao Ning and Zhan Zhao are both sick, but their treatment is very different. What's more, before Pang Yu left, he specifically confessed to the people in the posthouse that if he was kind to Zhan Zhao, he would be his enemy. People who know this sentence naturally dare not take Zhan Zhao to heart.

When Zhao Ning found out, she was angry and funny, and simply gave Zhan Zhao the meals she ate every day.

Zhang Kun, who deceived others, received the punishment, and was still lying on the bed and couldn't get out of bed. The rest of the people didn't dare to obey others, and ran to Zhan Zhao's house very frequently every day.

After a few days like this, when Zhan Zhao came to look for Zhao Ning again, no one would stop him.

This day he came to look for Zhao Ning, Zhao Ning was sitting by the window in a daze, looking at Chen Zhou's position, his brows were full of worry.

Zhan Zhao said, "Are you worried about Master Hou?"

Zhao Ning came back to his senses, lowered his head and said: "Xiaoyu is always like this, running around looking for me here and there, behind the back of the grand master, let the imperial concubine empress put it in the things that the emperor gave me. He thought I didn't know , I actually know all about it.”

"He deliberately lied to me, and it's inconvenient for me to tell. After so many years, he is still like this."

Zhan Zhao looked at her with gentle eyes: "If you are worried, how about I go to Chenzhou with you?"

Zhao Ning raised his head in doubt: "Master Bao..."

Zhan Zhao said: "The matter in Cangzhou has been investigated, Master Bao will return to the post house in a few days. Someone in the court participated in Lord Hou's disaster relief, and the Holy Majesty asked Master Bao to investigate the disaster relief in Chenzhou. Master Bao wants me Go to Chenzhou and wait for him."

It is not known that Pang Yu, who is concerned by various forces, was sent a big gift by Zhao Jue the moment he stepped into Chenzhou City - a woman who was six points similar to Zhao Ning was tied up by him. on the bed.

If it's just similar, then that's fine, the wonderful thing is, that woman is a bit older than Zhao Ning, and the four points of similarity are here.

Facing Zhao Ning's grown-up appearance, Pang Yu raised his eyebrows, and the folding fan lifted the woman's chin, sighing endlessly: "The King of Xiangyang has really thought through the mind of this Marquis."

Pang Fu closed the door in a doggy manner.

The author has something to say: Zhan Miao: I will wait for you to arrive

Zhao Ning: I have been waiting for you for two lifetimes

Finally into V

Thank you little angels for being with us all the way

bow~

PS: Zhanmiao is for love

Pang Yu, a middle school kid like this

Is not cleaned up

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