[Zhan Zhao] Counseling County Master Chasing Her Husband

Thinking of this, Zhan Zhao deeply felt that Zhao Ning was really nice.

Delicate and pretty, soft and soft, she never caused him any trouble.

At first, Zhan Zhao thought that Zhao Ning was a bit squeamish and loved to cry, but the time when he fell off the cliff completely changed Zhan Zhao's view of her.

Zhao Ning is soft and tough, she is definitely not a sick beauty who will collapse in the wind.

Being born in Jinxiu was not something she could choose.

She would rather be with him than the life of a princess who is well-clothed and well-fed.

No matter whether he is in the court or in the rivers and lakes, she is willing to follow him.

Since then, the long skirt has become a smile and made soup for you to wash your hands.

Zhan Zhao's eyes softened.

He can't repay Zhao Ning's deep affection, so he can only treat her twice as well.

If there is really immortality grass in this world, it should be him to help her get it back, not Anlehou Pangyu.

Zhan Zhao looked at Xinghua, and said, "Is there really immortal grass in this world?"

Xinghua nodded, and replied, "It's in Taihao Mausoleum."

She looked at Zhan Zhao, raised her eyebrows slightly: "Why, Daxia Zhan is going to take this risk?"

Zhan Zhao didn't answer her, he thought of Zhao Ning crying into a ball in his arms, he was so distressed that he didn't know what to do.

The invincible three-foot Qingfeng was finally turned into soft fingers by her.

Zhan Zhao exhaled, cupped his hands towards Xinghua, and said, "I hope that the girl will make it easier for me to give Zhan a copy of the blueprint."

Xinghua was slightly taken aback, a look of sadness flashed in her eyes, she lowered her eyelids, her voice could not distinguish between emotions and anger: "The princess of Shouning is so lucky, before, Anle Hou Pang Yu generously died for her, and later, Nan Xia Zhan Zhao died for her." Desperate."

"Women are like this, so what if they don't live? It's really enviable."

Zhan Zhao frowned slightly, disapproving of what Xing Hua said.

It doesn't matter what it means to survive, his little princess should live a long life, not the short-lived ghost who died young.

Zhan Zhao said: "I hope the girl can help me."

"That's it."

Xinghua raised her eyebrows, looked at Zhan Zhao for a while, and said, "I'll give you the blueprint, but is it worth it for Daxia Zhan to do this? The crime of moving the Taihao Mausoleum is far greater than the crime of moving the Emperor's Mausoleum."

Zhan Zhao laughed, he was originally born very well, different from Pang Yu's indisputable handsomeness, his appearance is extremely heroic, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, Xiao Xiao like a pine wind, bright like the moon in the night.

Zhan Zhao said: "Zhan can't do the thing of burning a beacon to win a beautiful woman's smile, but if it's just a one-man effort, robbing a tomb to get herbs, Zhan can still do it."

Xinghua suddenly understood why Zhao Ning chose Nan Xia Zhan Zhao, who was born in Jianghu, instead of Pang Yu, who was deeply in love with him.

People in the world only know that his martial arts are extremely high, but they ignore that his appearance is also outstanding.

He is far better than Pang Yu, in terms of intelligence, martial arts, or he is good to Zhao Ning.

He is no longer a green young man, and he will not talk about love like Pang Yu. His demeanor tends to be stable, and every decision has been carefully considered.

His love is like the spring breeze in March, moistening things silently, coming in a timely manner, just right, and will not bring any discomfort to Zhao Ning.

Xinghua was silent for a while, and asked, "Aren't you afraid that the emperor will punish your nine clans?"

Zhan Zhao said with a smile: "Zhan is a lone star of the evil spirit, and there are no relatives in the nine clans, so why not if His Majesty punishes Zhan's ten clans?"

Xinghua is silent.

The spring breeze blew through the willow branches, and the lake was full of waves.

Xinghua looked at the house where Zhao Ning lived, where the green bamboos were shady and the stream was gurgling, like a paradise.

Xinghua looked at it for a while, then withdrew her gaze, and stayed on Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao stood proudly like a green pine. Although his gaze was threatening, there was a gentle look in those brilliant star pupils.

Zhan Zhao and Pang Yu are two completely different types of people, but the gentle look in their eyes is exactly the same.

Be careful, like a treasure.

The gentleness made Xinghua a little envious.

Xinghua closed her eyes.

No, not envy, but jealousy.

That indescribable feeling grew wildly like weeds, filling her chest in an instant.

Xinghua said: "I see."

"I will give you the blueprint of the mausoleum."

Zhan Zhao heaved a sigh of relief when he got her answer, and his mood improved accordingly.

After he was in a good mood, he couldn't help but want to say a few words about Pang Yu. Pang Yu's thoughts on Zhao Ning were touching, but as Zhao Ning's future husband, facing Pang Yu's love for Zhao Ning Ning's affectionate, his mood is very complicated.

Zhan Zhao asked: "What is the deep hatred between the girl and An Lehou, and she wants to put him to death by any means?"

Xinghua sighed, and said: "Even Zhan Daxia can see that I want him to die, but he just can't see it, and insists on walking on that dead road regardless."

"What can I do? I have to give him a ride."

She didn't want Pang Yu to die. If she really wanted Pang Yu to die, she could take his life in the bamboo forest, and there would be no delay at all.

Zhan Zhao thought about Xinghua's words, and had a plan in mind.

As Zhao Ning's husband, he actually didn't want Pang Yu to die. Of course, the premise was that Pang Yu didn't take the initiative to die.

If Pang Yu died in Chenzhou because of the Undead Grass, Zhao Ning would leave him a special place in his heart even if he had no affection for him.

Ask yourself, Zhan Zhao doesn't want this kind of thing to happen.

He hoped that Zhao Ning would always be as he is now, with him in his eyes and in his heart.

Zhan Zhao's voice was slightly regretful: "The three generations of An Lehou are single, only one single seedling died in Chenzhou. It's really a pity. If Grand Master Pang and the imperial concubine knew about it, I don't know how sad they would be."

Zhan Zhao said while watching Xinghua's expression.

Even though Xinghua hid her emotions well, Zhan Zhao still noticed the flash of sadness in her eyes.

Zhan Zhao smiled slightly, and continued: "He robbed the women in the street and imprisoned the innocent Tian Qiyuan. If Mr. Bao came to try this matter, he would definitely die."

"Once An Lehou dies, this big soft red hall will surely be handed over to the government. As a maid here, it's better to plan for the future."

Xinghua lowered her eyelids: "Hero Xie Zhan reminded me."

Zhan Zhao's words stopped short, if he talked too much, it would be bad for Xinghua to notice.

As for the owner behind Xinghua, he knew he couldn't ask anything, so he didn't ask a word.

Xinghua had already shown her flaws at that time, he just needed to wait for her to mess herself up bit by bit.

What's more, Mr. Bao is already on his way to Chenzhou, and Mr. Bao is more proficient in the twists and turns of the officialdom than him. It is far easier for Mr. Bao to try this matter than for him, a layman in the officialdom. He doesn't have to It's boring to scare the snake.

Zhan Zhao bid farewell to Xinghua with fists in his arms: "In three days, Zhan will come to fetch the blueprint of the mausoleum."

Zhan Zhao's figure disappeared into the greenery.

Xinghua sat down slowly.

Zhao Jue's order was very clear, it would be best if Pang Yu was willing to cooperate, and if he was unwilling to cooperate, then his life would not be spared.

However, even if Pang Yu died, his death must be worthwhile. Zhao Jue didn't need a Marquis An Le who died without any value.

Pang Yu is the only son of Grand Master Pang and the youngest brother of the imperial concubine, once Bao Zheng kills him, will the Pang family still be in trouble?

It would be best if Zhao Zhen dismissed Bao Zheng and returned to the farmland. Zhao Jue didn't want Bao Zheng to stay by Zhao Zhen's side.

Zhao Jue thought deeply about people's hearts, and planned to go everywhere, but he didn't expect Zhao Ning, the youngest daughter of the Eight Sage Kings, to come to Chenzhou.

What was even more unexpected was that Zhao Ning and Nan Xia Zhan Zhao developed feelings for each other.

After hearing the news, Zhao Jue laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

After laughing, someone sent Xinghua Drunken Rouge and Shenxiansan. He felt that no matter whether it was used on Pang Yu or Zhan Zhao, it was a plan that was sure to make money.

The young girl was bullied in Chenzhou, enough to make the eight virtuous kings who love their daughters to lead their private soldiers to Pang Mansion or Kaifeng Mansion.

As for the one who was not drugged, Zhao Jue felt that the scene where his sweetheart became a husband and wife with someone else and turned into a beauty in anger, Zhao Jue thought it was quite exciting.

At that time, Bao Zheng, the important minister of Zhao Zhen's former court, the crying concubine Pang in the harem, the eight wise kings sharpening their knives, the clansmen of the former harem, you come and I will fight each other with swords, and the city of Tokyo is in chaos. It is the time for King Zhao Jueqin to send troops opportunity.

Xinghua held the white jade bottle containing Shenxiansan and looked towards Zhao Ning's yard.

After Zhao Ning woke up, it was already half dark.

Pang Yu dispatched several maids for her to take care of her daily life.

The brazier in the house was already on fire, and it was warm everywhere. Clouds of sandalwood rose from the auspicious beast, and there was a slightly cool and refreshing smell in the familiar.

Zhao Ning thought it was because she was afraid that she would sleep too much during the day and not get a good rest at night, so the maids added something to the sandalwood.

Zhao Ning looked at the dressing table. Her favorite pearl and hairpin jewelry was brought over and placed on the dressing table box by box.

Seeing this, Zhao Ning couldn't help his eyes sore.

She always knew that Pang Yu liked her, but she didn't know that Pang Yu would like her so much.

Her heart was too small, after pretending to be Zhan Zhao, she couldn't pretend to be Pang Yu anymore.

Zhao Ning glanced at Zhuchai, and said: "Put them all away, I don't need these, you all go down too, I don't like to serve by my side."

The maids looked at each other, stopped for a while, closed the jewelry box, and retreated.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Zhao Ning loosely rolled one of her temples, and changed into the clothes Zhan Zhao bought for her.

Thinking of what Zhan Zhao said to comfort her just now, Zhao Ning's heart that had been tugging at him calmed down.

She has a kind of blind trust in Zhan Zhao, she feels that there is nothing Zhan Zhao can't do in this world, Zhan Zhao said that he will not let Pang Yu die on the undead grass, Pang Yu will not die on it.

But she couldn't help worrying that Zhan Zhao would go overboard and believe in immortality.

There is no basis for the story of immortal grass, she herself does not believe that there is really immortal grass in this world.

She didn't want Pang Yu to lose his life on it, and she didn't want Zhan Zhao to die on it. She was much luckier than others to live a new life.

Even if she died the night before in this life, she has nothing to complain about.

Sometimes there will be in fate, and there is no time in fate. Don't force it.

After living two lifetimes, she was very indifferent to matters of life and death.

She has walked the ten-mile Huangquan Road once, and it's no big deal to walk again.

The only regret is probably not being able to say goodbye to Zhan Zhao.

Zhao Ning looked at the spring/color of the grass growing and warblers flying outside the window, and couldn't help but think, when spring goes to summer, cicadas and frogs sing and fall leaves in autumn, and finally winter comes to the world with frost, heavy snow falls like catkins, and everything in the world changes Wrapped in silver.

Hand in hand with Zhan Zhao, she traveled together in this silver world, snowflakes dyed her temples white.

Her blue hair has turned into frost, and she is no longer the same as before. In this way, she has fulfilled the promise of white head.

The guard Zhang Kun is now more than half healed from his injuries, and he can already stand guard with his sword.

But he was invited away by Pang Yu as soon as he arrived at Ruanhongtang, and Zhao Ning knew why with his nose.

One of the two guards left, and only Fang Hai was left standing in front of the house with a bitter haha, standing on guard dedicated to his duties.

Zhao Ning thought for a while and according to Pang Yu's past style, Zhang Kun must not be able to come back at night.

The news that Zhang Kun will not come back is very good for Zhao Ning.

Along the way, wherever Zhan Zhao went and Zhang Kun followed, Zhao Ning told Zhan Zhao that the weather was really nice today.

Now that he finally arrived at Pang Yu's territory, Zhang Kun felt that the task was completed very well, and he didn't let Zhan Zhao and Zhao Ning say a word that shouldn't be said, and he relaxed his vigilance, and stopped staring at Zhan Zhao all the time.

Zhao Ning looked forward to it all the way, finally looking forward to such an opportunity.

She thought that Zhan Zhao should have inquired about Pang Yu's news at that time, and she should come back to discuss countermeasures with her in a while, so she called Fang Hai and asked him to cook according to the usual practice.

Fang Hai responded.

Zhao Ning remembered that he and Zhan Zhao hadn't talked openly for a long time, thought about it, and then said one more sentence: "Go to bed at night, don't guard me."

Fang Hai just wanted to thank Zhao Ning for his understanding, but when he thought of Zhao Ning's inexplicably rising appetite, he felt a sudden shock.

However, he is just a bodyguard and cannot control Zhao Ning's behavior. He admires Zhang Kun's behavior of sticking to Zhan Zhao, and at the same time he admires it. ah!

Now Zhao Ning likes to eat some sour and sweet things, so he sent a plate of pickled plums to Zhao Ning to appetize first.

After sending it over, he started cooking according to Zhao Ning's preference. He had just finished two dishes when he saw a woman in green walking in.

He recognized the woman in green, named Xinghua, who was Pang Yu's maid after he came to Chenzhou.

Xinghua has ten slender fingers, carrying a food box, and opening the food box, it contains fresh soup made from wild ginseng and black-bone chicken.

Xinghua smiled and said, "This is what Hou Ye asked me to send to the princess to make up her body."

Fang Hai glanced at it, and took a sip with a spoon as usual. It was delicious and moderately salty. Although it was not as delicious as his cooking, it was still very good.

Fang Hai accepted it and thanked Xinghua.

Xinghua said again: "This bowl of ginseng soup, I hope Mr. Fang will not tell the princess that Lord Hou sent it."

Fang Hai wondered, "Why?"

Xinghua pursed her lips and smiled, and said: "This morning, I don't know what the Lord Hou said to the princess, maybe the two had an argument, and the princess was angry, and now he doesn't take much from Lord Hou."

"She didn't even look at the jewelry sent by Master Hou, and she returned the maid sent by Master Hou."

Fang Hai let out a sigh, and said, "Understood, I just don't say anything."

Not to mention there are ghosts.

He is Zhao Ning's bodyguard, not Pang Yu's bodyguard.

What does it have to do with Zhao Ning not accepting Pang Yu's things?

As soon as Xinghua left, Fang Hai took the ginseng soup to Zhao Ning's house and sold Xinghua completely: "Princess Anle, this is the ginseng soup that Xinghua sent from An Lehou."

"Then Xinghua said that the princess has not received anything from Lord Hou recently, and asked his subordinates not to tell the princess that Lord Hou sent it."

Zhao Ning put down the notebook in his hand, stared at Shentang for a while, but didn't see why.

She thought of Xinghua and Pang Yu's fight in the pavilion, and couldn't help asking: "Have you tried it? Is there any problem?"

Fang Hai nodded: "I have tasted it."

Fang Hai didn't know why Zhao Ning asked this question, but he answered honestly: "If there are questions, there are—"

Zhao Ning's eyelashes trembled, and he knew that Xinghua had no good intentions.

Fang Hai continued: "The problem is that none of the subordinates make delicious ones."

One sentence choked back what Zhao Ning wanted to say.

"Just this one question?"

"Yes."

Zhao Ning couldn't figure out what Xinghua's plan was. Could it be that she was just being overwhelmed? There is no problem with this ginseng soup?

Zhao Ning and Fang Hai stared at each other for a long time, and finally waved their hands weakly: "Since it doesn't taste good, I'll reward you."

Xinghua came out from Zhao Ning and came all the way to find Pang Yu.

Pang Yu was selecting men from the entourage who came to Chenzhou with him to prepare for the excavation of Taihao Mausoleum in three days.

These people are his confidantes, and they won't bat an eye if he lets them die, not to mention, he will die with them, so why are the guards worried?

The left and right are dead, and there is still a Marquis to be buried with him. This business is not a loss at all.

Pang Yu took a sip of tea and saw Xinghua approaching. He waved his folding fan and told his followers to go down.

Xinghua poured herself a cup of tea.

Only when Pang Yu was with Zhao Ning would he move his noble hand to pour tea and vegetables for her, and at other times, others would serve him.

Xinghua knew this, and it was impossible for Pang Yu to pour tea for her, even if their relationship was closer than he and Zhao Ning.

Looking at Pang Yu who was determined to go to death, Xinghua's eyes darkened, and said, "Master Hou, don't think about it again?"

"If you cooperate with my master, after the world is settled, Lord Hou will be more than Lord Hou."

Pang Yu played with the folding fan and said, "I think the position of Lord Hou is very good. What's more..."

Pang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "Benhou's elder sister is now His Majesty's favorite imperial concubine, and if she will give birth to a prince in the future, this country will be half as big as my Pang family."

Pang Yu looked at Xinghua, quite playful: "Your master, can you give me half of the country?"

Xinghua sighed: "So, Master Hou is determined to go to death?"

Pang Yu couldn't deny it.

Xinghua closed her eyes and opened them again, looking at the young man in bright clothes in front of her, the happy scenes from the past gathered in her heart.

Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.

Xinghua said tremblingly: "In this case, I have fulfilled the last wish of Lord Hou. I only hope that we will meet on the road to Huangquan in the future, and Lord Hou will remember my kindness."

Pang Yu's eyes suddenly opened: "What did you do to Aning?!"

Xinghua closed her eyes: "Master Hou is still in time to find the princess."

Her answer was a gust of wind.

Xinghua slowly opened her eyes, that An Lehou, who was always aloof on weekdays, lost his composure to the point that his crown was crooked by a willow branch, and he didn't care.

Xinghua closed her eyes again.

After Zhan Zhao and Xinghua separated, they went together to find Jin Yuxian's trace.

When he pushed open Jin Yuxian's door, even though he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but be shocked by Jin Yuxian's face.

She looks like Zhao Ning married as a married woman when she grows up, with gentle eyebrows and eager eyes.

It's just that the deep sorrow in the corners of her eyes and brows is not what Zhao Ning would have.

No wonder Pang Yu snatched her over.

Zhan Zhao took a deep breath, cupped his fists to the shivering Jin Yuxian and said, "Madam, don't be afraid, Zhan is not under An Lehou. Zhan was entrusted by the Princess to save Madam back."

Jin Yuxian's panic-stricken expression faded a bit, and just a little bit of joy appeared on his face, but he was quickly overwhelmed by pain: "No, civilian women can't go with you."

Jin Yuxian shook his head and said, "If the peasant woman leaves with you, the husband of the peasant woman..."

Zhan Zhao said: "Ma'am, don't worry, Zhan has rescued Tian Qiyuan last night."

Jin Yuxian was both surprised and delighted: "He... is he okay?"

Zhan Zhao nodded and said, "Very well, I'm just worried about Madam."

Knowing that Tian Qiyuan was safe, Jin Yuxian heaved a sigh of relief, and followed Zhan Zhao to avoid the guards and maids in the Ruanhong Hall all the way to the mountain temple where Zhan Zhao placed Tian Qiyuan.

Tian Qiyuan thanked Zhan Zhao for his kindness, and Zhan Zhao said to him: "Zhan heard from Grandma Yang that Tian Zhong went to Kaifeng government office to file a complaint. Now that Mr. Bao is on his way to Chenzhou, you don't need to go to Kaifeng government office anymore. Alright, just wait for Master Bao in Chenzhou."

Tian Qiyuan thanked him again and again, and Jin Yuxian explained to him the reason for his captivity. Tian Qiyuan hesitated for a while, and asked Zhan Zhao: "Dare to ask Mr. Zhan, is my wife and the princess really so similar?"

Zhan Zhao paused for a moment, looked Jin Yuxian up and down, and said, "Like."

"But it doesn't look like it."

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