[Zhan Zhao] Counseling County Master Chasing Her Husband

Ask yourself, Zhan Zhao's appearance still touches Di Lan's heart.

Zhan Zhao's face is really handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and cold star-like eyes, calm as a mountain, yet agile as water.

There are no dark clouds in his eyes, and when he smiles, he is full of sunshine, giving people a feeling for no reason that even if the sky falls, he can still carry it up.

Di Lan grew up in the market, and later married into the royal family. She has never traveled in the rivers and lakes, and has never met a knight, and she doesn't know about the rivers and lakes. But today, when she met Zhan Zhao, she suddenly felt that a knight should be like this, righteous Awe-inspiring, Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi.

Di Lan felt that, apart from other things, Zhan Zhao could bear the title of Nan Xia from Zhan Zhao's appearance.

Looking at Zhan Zhao's appearance, and thinking about Zhan Zhao's current job, Di Lan couldn't help feeling a little heartbroken.

With such a good looks, it is not a problem to marry her favorite girl, but the job is too risky, and one day she will be killed in the wilderness, or even die without a whole body.

Di Lan didn't speak for a long time, and the Eight Sage Kings also stood behind her trying to pretend to be deep.

Zhan Zhao stood in the room for a while, there were ice cubes in the room, it was cool, and he didn't feel the heat of July at all.

The coolness in the room reminded Zhan Zhao of Zhao Ning who was punished by Di Lan to stand outside. The pitiful man, his hair on the temples was soaked in sweat. The fault has nothing to do with the princess, I hope that the princess will take pity on the weak princess and untie her acupoints."

Di Lan raised her eyebrows and said, "It's not difficult to unlock her acupuncture points."

Di Lan looked at Zhan Zhao, smiled and said, "As long as you promise me that you won't see the princess again after you leave this room, I will have her acupuncture points released."

Zhan Zhao shook his head, his eyes were clear, and he said: "The princess wants to be beaten and punished, so I came to find Zhan, and Zhan has no complaints, but the princess is weak, if she suffers from the heat, I'm afraid it will be bad for her condition. , the princess is probably even more sad than Zhan."

Di Lan squinted at Zhan Zhao, his face was magnanimous, and he was full of concern for Zhao Ning. Di Lan felt so sorry, why did such a person follow Bao Heizi?

What good will happen to those who follow Bao Heizi?

Before Zhan Zhao and Bao Zheng, the guards around Bao Zheng were dead.

Di Lan looked away, sighed, and said, "Nan Xia Zhan Zhao is indeed a responsible man."

What Zhan Zhao said was right, if something happened to Zhao Ning, she would be more worried than anyone else.

What's more, she originally intended to use Zhao Ning to lure Zhan Zhao out of the trap. Now that Zhan Zhao was tied up, she had no reason to punish Zhao Ning for standing still.

Di Lan called Zhang Kun in, asked him to release Zhao Ning's acupoints, and sent Zhao Ning to the side hall to rest.

Zhao Ning was not punished to stand outside, and Zhan Zhao was also relieved. Just as he was about to thank Di Lan, he heard Di Lan say, "Tell me, what should I do so that you can no longer see the princess."

In a word, Zhan Zhao was reminded of the scene of beating mandarin ducks with clubs that he had heard in the teahouse.

In the past, he always felt that this kind of drama was too bloody. Parents in the world are always good for their children. Where can there be such weird parents who specialize in destroying the marriage of their children.

So when Zhan Zhao heard Di Lan's words, his mood was quite delicate.

Zhan Zhao thought for a while, and said, "Dare to ask the princess, but what did Zhan do wrong?"

Di Lan shook her head and said, "No."

Zhan Zhao said again: "Dare to ask the princess—"

Di Lan interrupted her before she finished speaking. Holding the teacup, Di Lan said, "Don't say such polite words, my princess sounds awkward."

Di Lan's directness choked Zhan Zhao for a moment.

Di Lan's behavior and temperament are completely different from Zhao Ning's. If Di Lan and Zhao Ning were not somewhat similar, Zhan Zhao would almost feel that the two had no connection before.

Looking at Di Lan's face, Zhan Zhao couldn't help but think that it is also a skill to teach Zhao Ning to be so shy with such a straightforward temperament.

Di Lan said bluntly: "What do you want to say, just say it directly. My princess doesn't have the time to listen to you beating around the bush."

Zhan Zhao smiled and said, "Why doesn't the princess want to marry the Princess to Zhan?"

Di Lan put down her teacup, her eyes flashed, and she said, "Zhan Zhao, I've heard of your name before."

"Strong martial arts, chivalrous and righteous, very gentlemanly, no matter in the arena, or now as an official in the court, you are very popular with the people around you. Whether you are a friend or a courtier, you are very qualified. A very good choice."

Speaking of this, Di Lan narrowed her eyes and said, "But that doesn't mean you will be an excellent husband."

"I'm just a mother, I don't talk about government affairs, regardless of Jianghu, reputation, ability, it doesn't mean much to me."

"My conditions for choosing a husband for Aning are very simple, treat her well and put her first."

Di Lan looked at Zhan Zhao's slightly frowning brows, and slowly said: "You have too many things in your heart, and the position that can be allocated to Aning is too little, too little."

After Di Lan finished speaking, she looked at Zhan Zhao quietly. A trace of doubt appeared on Zhan Zhao's handsome face, but the doubt did not exist for long, and quickly dissipated between his brows.

Zhan Zhao's eyebrows stretched out, his eyes were as clear as water, and he said, "Then the princess thinks that the princess is good to the princess, who is collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country, can the princess marry that kind of person?"

Di Lan raised her eyebrows when she heard that, "I can't."

Zhan Zhao said again: "Breach of faith and put the princess first, can the princess marry?"

"No."

Zhan Zhao laughed and said, "That's it."

"The person the princess marries should be a person who has the world in mind, is upright and kind, and Zhan Mou is not talented, it is this person."

Di Lan's ears moved, and she suspected that she had heard wrong.

Don't they all say that Zhan Zhao is modest and cautious?

Boasting himself so much today, could it be that his head is flooded?

Zhan Zhao stood in the room, the sun in July hit him through the screen window, casting a ray of light behind him, his brows were as sharp as a sword's frost, but his starry eyes were filled with ten miles of spring breeze.

Zhan Zhao's voice was clear and bright: "Family and country should be fulfilled, this is Zhan's answer to the princess."

"The princess is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, with a pure heart and will not put Zhan in a dilemma. Therefore, Zhan can also promise the princess that the princess is a country and a home to Zhan."

Zhan Zhao's words were so loud that Di Lan was in a trance for a moment.

She remembered that on a certain day in a certain year, she got drunk and pestered the Eighth Sage King, and asked the Eighth Sage King whether she was more important in his heart or the Great Song Dynasty.

The Eighth Sage King was also drunk at the time, buried his head on her shoulder, and murmured: "You are my king's Great Song Dynasty."

At that time, she also said that the Eighth Sage King was drunk and talking nonsense, but looking back now, the Eighth Sage King was speaking the truth.

In the heart of the Eight Sage Kings, she is as important as the Great Song Dynasty.

Because it is important, she will never be put in danger, so there will be no dilemma of choosing her or the Great Song Dynasty.

Of course, if there is such a day, she will not give the Eighth Sage King this chance, she will make her own decision, and she will not embarrass him.

This is probably the most beautiful place in love.

You love me the most, and I believe you love me the most.

Di Lan looked at Zhan Zhao, and finally there was some warmth in his eyes.

Di Lan looked at Zhan Zhao for a while, and then asked another question: "Then let me ask you, what if you die before Aning?"

Having been with the shy and shy Zhao Ning for a long time, Zhan Zhao finds it difficult to resist Di Lan's straightforwardness.

After listening to Di Lan's words, Zhan Zhao thought about it seriously for a while. His occupation is indeed very dangerous. It is normal for Di Lan to have this concern, so Zhan Zhao said: "If Zhan leaves first, the princess does not need to In order to show a widow, you can remarry."

Di Lan was very satisfied with Zhan Zhao's answer.

Her daughter is going to live a hundred years, if for a short-lived ghost, the lonely lamp and ancient Buddha will be with her for the rest of her life, that would be too miserable!

Zhan Zhao has always taken life and death very lightly, but ever since Zhao Ning said in a hoarse voice that if you die, I don't feel like living alone. Since then, Zhan Zhao has felt that the burden on his body is much heavier than before.

Zhan Zhao looked up at Di Lan, and said in a powerful voice, "If the princess leaves Zhan XX early, Zhan XX will live in widowhood all his life and never marry again."

Di Lan was startled, then laughed.

She remembered the day when she gave birth to Zhao Ning and felt that she couldn't survive, so she asked the servant girl to pass a word to the outside, saying that if she couldn't survive, she asked the Eighth Sage King to look at the relationship between husband and wife in the past and treat her children well. Some.

If he marries again in the future, there is nothing wrong with it, the only thing is, don't tell people who come after her to wear her clothes and use the dishes she likes.

After hearing this, the Eighth Sage King cursed outside the door: "Di Lan, if you die today, the king will bring in the eighteen concubines tomorrow, wear the clothes you like, use the utensils you used, and spend the money you haven't spent yet. Dowry, in front of your memorial tablet every day, beat your precious baby!"

After hearing this, she was so angry that she gave birth to Zhao Ning, and when her body recovered, she beat the Eight Wise King so that she ran away with her head in her arms.

Di Lan changed her sitting position and looked at Zhan Zhao in front of her.

Zhan Zhao and the Eight Wise Kings are two completely different people.

She couldn't tell which one was better, but what she knew was that the man in front of her really liked Zhao Ning.

His liking is like the warm sun in March, with the gentle spring breeze, moistening things silently, blowing people's hearts away before people notice it.

"Okay, I see."

Di Lan looked at Zhan Zhao, the smile finally reached his eyes, and said, "Call Bao Zheng over tomorrow."

As a mother, who doesn't want her children to be happy?

Originally, Di Lan was only worried that Zhan Zhao would leave Zhao Ning little place in his heart, and that Zhan Zhao would die before Zhao Ning, making Zhao Ning a widow. Now that these two things have been resolved, she no longer needs to stop her.

What's more, she felt that Zhan Zhao's face was really good-looking.

With Di Lan's approval, Zhan Zhao completely let go of the big stone in his heart, and with a slight movement of his arms, the rope that bound him was broken free.

Standing behind Di Lan and hammering Di Lan's shoulders, the Eight Wise Kings opened their eyes wide and said, "Aren't you..."

"Acupoints tapped?"

Di Lan chuckled, and said, "Nan Xia Zhan Zhao, he has acquired a good martial art and can change the acupuncture points of his whole body. Seeing him today, he really deserves his reputation."

"The princess is absurd."

Zhan Zhao bowed to Di Lan and said, "Zhan has a merciless request..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Di Lan waved her hand and said, "Go, go."

"Who hasn't been young yet."

Zhan Zhao's face became hot, he bid farewell and left.

Seeing him walking out like this, Zhang Kun knew that Zhan Zhao had obtained Di Lan's consent, so he led him to the side hall where Zhao Ning was locked up.

Zhang Kun unlocked the door, and then retreated.

The sound of unlocking the lock was soft, and Zhao Ning's ears moved.

Zhan Zhao walked in, but there was no sign of Zhao Ning in the room.

Zhan Zhao looked around, walked to the inner room, just opened the bead curtain, and saw Zhao Ning opened the window from the inside at some point, half of his body was already out of the window, his thin body was swaying.

Looking at each other, Zhao Ning blushed.

Zhan Zhao quickly hugged her down and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Ning's voice was weak, with his hands behind his back, he said: "Mother concubine asked Zhang Kun to lock the door..."

"So you climbed the window?"

Zhan Zhao couldn't help laughing, he stretched out his hand to Zhao Ning, and pulled out Zhao Ning's little hand that was behind his back.

Zhao Ning has beautiful long nails, white and tender, always painted with light Koudan, but now her long nails, for some reason, are all broken off, leaving only a short nail that looks like a dog gnawing .

Zhan Zhao rubbed her hands, frowned and said, "Is it stupid to use your fingernails to open the window?"

"Does it hurt?"

Zhao Ning's face turned even redder, and she wanted to pull her hand back from him, but he held it too tightly, so she had to give up.

Zhao Ning said: "It doesn't hurt."

Zhan Zhao blew on her hand and said, "Don't do stupid things in the future."

"It's fine for me to settle the matter between the two of us. You just need to wait for me."

Zhao Ning responded softly.

In fact, she had a lot of confidence in Zhan Zhao. She felt that Zhan Zhao was good in everything. After seeing him, the concubine would definitely like him.

But she still couldn't help worrying that her mother and concubine beat Zhan Zhao out, and later used her as a bait to design Zhan Zhao to fall into the trap.

She was afraid that Zhan Zhao would be angry, and even more afraid that he would quarrel with her mother and concubine.

She didn't really breathe a sigh of relief until Zhan Zhao appeared in front of her.

Zhao Ning raised her head, she saw the pain in Zhan Zhao's clear eyes, and the pain from the broken nail on her finger eased a bit.

Zhao Ning shrank her hands back unnaturally, the fingers with broken nails were not pretty, and she didn't want Zhan Zhao to see them.

Zhan Zhao held her hand even tighter.

Zhao Ning's head was lowered, and the red ear tips were slightly exposed between the hair on the sideburns. Zhan Zhao sensed her shyness, smiled, and said: "The princess said, let Master Bao come over tomorrow."

The thrush hanging on the porch chirped slowly, the auspicious beasts in the room breathed out curling incense, and the hot July sun hid behind the clouds, Zhan Zhao hugged Zhao Ning in his arms.

He buried his head on Zhao Ning's shoulder, seeing that the breath he exhaled dyed her pink earlobe even redder. His breath was confused for a moment, and then he gave a low laugh and asked, "Are you happy?"

"happy."

Nothing would make her happier than this.

After talking with Zhao Ning for a while, Zhan Zhao returned to Kaifeng Mansion from the Wang Mansion, and was going to discuss with Bao Zheng about going to the Baxian King to propose marriage tomorrow.

However, as soon as Zhan Zhao arrived at Kaifeng Mansion, he saw that Kaifeng Mansion was in chaos.

In fact, it cannot be said that it was a mess. Kaifeng Mansion, as a government office that survived countless dignitaries, must have a reason for its existence.

However, these reasons for its existence, when faced with Queen Mother Li, seemed a little pale and weak.

The four court pillars squatted at the door, forming a row, and there was a bit of pitiful indignation on the face of the iron-blooded man.

Seeing Zhan Zhao come back with his horse, they ran all the way to lead Zhan Zhao's horse and lead the way, scrambling to tell Zhan Zhao that Mr. Bao has been upright and upright all his life, how could he have such a confused and difficult mother?

Considering the safety of Empress Dowager Li, Bao Zheng did not tell everyone about Empress Dowager Li's life experience, only Zhan Zhaogong and Sun Ce knew about it, so the four court pillars only thought that Empress Dowager Li was Bao Zheng's mother.

Zhan Zhao nodded while listening, and as soon as he walked to the backyard, he heard Empress Dowager Li's heart-piercing cries.

Hearing the crying, the four court pillars immediately took a step back, looked at Zhan Zhao together, and said, "Guard Zhan, you were born well, and you have always been liked by little girls."

Inferring from this matter, the four court pillars said in unison: "That elderly mother-in-law probably likes you too."

Under the expectant eyes of Si Ting Zhu, Zhan Zhao walked into Bao Zheng's room.

Bao Zheng once told Zhan Zhao that Empress Dowager Li's eyes were blind from crying, and now it seems that what he said is true.

According to the Four Court Posters, Empress Dowager Li has been crying in Bao Zheng's room since he left. Counting the time, it has been two or three hours.

Zhan Zhao looked up at the crying Empress Dowager Li, seeing Li, Empress Dowager Li just kept crying and ignored him, but when Bao Zheng saw him coming in, Danfeng raised his eyes slightly, and then closed them tiredly Eye.

Zhan Zhao has been with Bao Zheng for such a long time, and this is the first time he has seen Bao Zheng show such an expression, which shows how troublesome the Empress Dowager Li's matter is.

Bao Zheng rubbed his temple with his middle finger, and said, "Have you ever seen the Eight Sage Kings when you go to the palace?"

When Empress Dowager Li heard about the Eight Sage Kings, she stopped crying in an instant, nodded her crutches, and her gray eye sockets were full of anticipation.

Zhan Zhao said: "Although my subordinates have met the Eight Wise Kings, they have no chance to talk about the Empress Dowager with the Eight Wise Kings."

The look on Empress Dowager Li's face faded, and she was about to cry for her own life again, but she heard Zhan Zhao say: "However, the prince said that I will let my lord go again tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Queen Mother Li relaxed her body.

As long as the Eight Wise Kings are willing to meet Bao Zheng, there is still hope.

Zhan Zhao looked at Empress Dowager Li sitting on the chair, and said, "Lord Bao, please take this opportunity to tell the Eight Sage Kings about this matter."

Empress Dowager Li kept nodding her head and said: "Yes, yes, the Ai family gave you something, you bring it to the Eight Sage King, if he sees it, he will definitely take the Ai family back to the palace."

Empress Dowager Li took out the golden pill from her sleeve, held it in her hand, and said: "My name is written on this golden pill, and the Eighth Sage King will understand when he sees it."

Bao Zheng took it respectfully, lowering his head and lowering his eyes, a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

The next morning, Zhan Zhao got up early again.

Although his official position is the fourth rank, unlike Bao Zheng, he does not need to stand in the Golden Luan Hall for half an hour every day to listen to the government, so he just straightens his clothes in the room and counts the family property accumulated over the years so that Bao Zheng When talking about marriage in front of the Eight Sage Kings, he was more or less confident.

Zhan Zhao's ancestors were also powerful and wealthy, otherwise, he would not have the capital to live a life of a knight who spread wealth.

As soon as Zhan Zhao sorted out the harvest in the shop these years, he heard the voice of Bao Zheng returning to the mansion. He collected the accounts, went out to look for Bao Zheng, and went to the palace with Bao Zheng.

This time entering the palace was much smoother than last time, and the maids and guards I met along the way also had warm smiles on their faces.

Overnight, Zhan Zhao changed from the "don't go back and forth, just beat him to death" Zhan Zhao in the princess's mouth, to the future husband of the princess, and everyone in the palace who had a wink rushed to please Zhan Zhao.

However, Bao Zheng's black face was too frightening, and Kaifeng's four courtyard pillars walked with their swords, so the maids had no choice but to give up trying to please.

It is impossible to please, but it is still possible to smile, so the maids of the palace smiled brighter than the other.

Bao Zheng and Zhan Zhao came to the flower hall, the eight wise kings sat in the hall, and the maid served tea.

Eight Wise Kings took a sip of tea, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looked at Bao Zheng, only waiting for Bao Zheng to talk about Zhan Zhao and Zhao Ning's marriage.

The Baxian King still admired Zhan Zhao very much. When Zhan Zhao performed in front of the Yaowu Building, he, like the emperor Zhao Zhen, was moved to call him Zhao Ning's husband.

However, Zhao Ning refused straight away, and he couldn't bring up the matter again.

Later, when Zhao Ning was interested in Zhan Zhao, he didn't dare to mention it. The reason could not be more simple. If Di Lan didn't nod his head, he couldn't express any opinions.

Fortunately, Zhan Zhao is indeed superior, or the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at her son-in-law, the more satisfied she is. Zhan Zhao finally got Di Lan's consent, and the Eight Sage Kings finally got their wish.

The Eight Sage Kings smiled, with a breezy face, waiting for Bao Zheng to speak.

After Bao Zheng drank a cup of tea, he finally spoke, but what he said was not about Zhan Zhao and Zhao Ning, but about Queen Mother Li.

The Eighth Wise King straightened his face in an instant, and said, "Concubine Chen has already passed away, and the late emperor sent an orphan to send her to bury her, how can this matter be false?"

Bao Zheng took out the golden pill that Empress Dowager Li gave him from his sleeve.

The Eight Sage King's complexion changed slightly, and returned to normal after a while.

Bao Zheng said: "It is not the blessing of the world that the Queen Mother lives among the people."

The Eight Worthy King looked Bao Zheng up and down, and said, "Then Bao Zheng thinks, what is the blessing of the world?"

Bao Zheng said seriously: "Your Majesty recognizes your mother, and Concubine Li returns to the palace."

The Eight Worthy King tightened his cuffs, and said: "This king has a golden mace and a golden jade lock given by Emperor Taizong. At the top, he can beat the emperor unconscious, and at the bottom, he can punish the ministers. It's easy to abolish the emperor and establish a new emperor while talking and laughing."

The Baxian King said slowly: "This king only accepts Empress Dowager Liu as the queen's assistant, and I don't recognize anyone else."

As soon as the Baxian King said this, Bao Zheng knew that he had acquiesced in the fact that Concubine Li was still alive.

Bao Zheng saw that the Eight Worthy Kings had a tough attitude, sighed, changed the subject, and said, "If His Majesty finds out about this matter, what will His Majesty think of you?"

"The prince is not your majesty's biological father, and Niangniang Di is not your majesty's biological mother. If one day, your majesty learns that his biological mother has been living among the people for 20 years, drinking all the wind and frost, and because of the prince, he is not allowed to recognize her biological mother, what will your majesty do? "

The Baxian King narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Is Bao Zheng threatening this king?"

Bao Zheng shook his head and said: "It's not that Bao Zheng is threatening the king, but that Bao Zheng wants to ask the prince to think twice."

"Your Majesty, you don't need to think twice."

The Eight Wise King said coldly: "Bao Zheng, you are just a courtier and have no right to intervene in royal affairs."

Bao Zheng never backed down: "It's about the mother of the country, it's about the people of the world."

"Then do you know what kind of mother the world needs?"

The Eighth Sage King stood up, walked towards Bao Zheng step by step, and said, "Now I have barbarians staring at me outside, and vassal kings inside me. Your Majesty is young and has not yet fully managed the government. If it hadn't been for the Empress Dowager Liu to rule, the Song Dynasty would have changed a long time ago. Sit down!"

Bao Zheng's eyes darkened, and he said: "It is not a blessing for the country for a woman to interfere in politics."

"This king doesn't know this truth!"

The Eight Sage King looked at Bao Zheng and said: "Bao Zheng, you have been an official in the court for many years, you should know your Majesty's character. Although your Majesty has the ability to govern, he is too benevolent and loving. If the Empress Dowager did not impeach him with iron fists, he would not be able to suppress him." Living here in the Manchu dynasty?!"

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Xiangyang City, Xiangwang Mansion.

Zhao Jue held a white chess piece in his hand, and it fell on the chessboard.

Opposite him, Du Yu, who was dressed in white men's attire, was holding on to the black chess piece with one hand and resting his chin on the other hand. He followed Zhao Jue's chess piece down with no interest, and also dropped the white chess piece in her hand.

Standing in front of the two of them, Zhao Wumian calmly reported the situation of the trip to Chenzhou and the current situation in Tokyo.

Zhao Jue listened expressionlessly, and at the end, he asked, "Is she still not here?"

Zhao Wumian's eyes darkened, she lowered her head, and said, "There is no news from your nobleman's side."

Zhao Jue lowered his eyebrows, stroked the chess pieces with his fingers, and didn't speak for a long time.

Sitting in front of Zhao Jue, Du Yu looked as if he had lost all his bones. He almost pressed his whole body against the table, yawning loudly.

Seeing that Zhao Jue hadn't spoken for a long time, she lazily propped up her face with her hands, and said in a lazy voice, "My lord, raise soldiers for a thousand days, and use them for a while."

Du Yu looked up at Zhao Jue, and lazily said, "I'll go to Tokyo City for a walk."

Zhao Jue shook his head slowly, the chess piece fell, his eyes were like a deep ancient well, he stayed on Du Yu's beautiful face for a while, then lowered his head, thought for a while, and said: "You go Kunlun Pass."

Du Yu was taken aback when he heard the word Kunlun Pass, and then laughed.

Du Yu slowly got up from his seat, adjusted his scattered clothes, and said, "Okay, I'm going to Kunlun Pass."

She looked at Zhao Jue, with a half-smile, and said: "If you delay Di Qing for a few days, the prince will be able to sit firmly in Tokyo City."

As soon as Du Yu said this, Zhao Jue shook his fingers holding the chess pieces slightly, and closed his eyes.

Du Yu got up, turned and went out.

Hearing her footsteps going out, Zhao Jue opened his eyes again, looked at Du Yu at the door, and said hoarsely, "Yu'er, do you hate Gu?"

Du Yu stopped, turned around, and smiled at Zhao Jue. His slender fingers hooked the messy hair on the side of his face behind his ears, and his smile was unclear: "You men are always like this. If you can't get it, or if you die, I wanted to find a substitute."

Zhao Wumian frowned slightly, looking at Du Yu coldly.

Du Yu said: "But I don't know the difference between life and death. People die like a lamp going out. When they die, they die. No matter how similar others are, it's not her."

Zhao Jue lowered his eyes.

Du Yu smiled and continued: "My lord, I am not a nobleman, let alone the second sister Qing. I am Du Yu, and I am the sharpest sword in your hand."

Du Yu turned and went out.

In the scorching summer, her voice came: "Sister Qing never hated you from the beginning to the end, she didn't hate you, why should I hate you?"

Zhao Jue closed his eyes, emptied his body, and leaned his shoulders on the back of the chair. Zhao Wumian looked away from the door, hesitated for a while, and asked, "That suit?"

Zhao Jue raised his hand and said in a tired voice, "Give it to her."

At night, Zhao Wumian took out a gold-plated box from Zhao Jue's bedroom, held the box in his hand, and knocked on Du Yu's door.

Du Yu's voice was lazy: "Come in."

Zhao Wumian pushed the door open and entered. Du Yu was dressed in red, with gold and silver, and returned to women's attire.

The candle is burning, and the flowers on her forehead are glowing dimly.

Zhao Wumian stopped breathing for a moment, lowered her eyes, and put the box on the table in front of her.

Du Yu propped his chin with his hands on the table, his eyes half-closed, his voice was no longer clear and clear as a man's, but sweet as a woman's.

Du Yu pinched his throat and said, "Does it look like it?"

Zhao Wumian's black eyes were filled with candlelight, and said, "It's not like that."

"She never wears red."

Du Yu played with his hair with his fingers, glanced at the box casually, and said, "So you sent these things?"

"kindness."

Du Yu opened the box, and there was a blue dress inside. She flicked it for a while, her tone was a little disdainful, and said: "Everyone is dead, and their bones have turned to ashes at this moment, no matter how much they look like, it's not that person, it's nothing use."

Zhao Wumian said lightly: "You are not a man, you don't understand a man's mind."

Du Yu was choked by him, and his fingers fiddled with his clothes stopped for a while, looked up at Zhao Wumian for a while, and said: "Man is so lucky in this world, I should be lucky, I am not a man."

Zhao Wumian's eyes flickered, but he saw Du Yu's face kept approaching, her breath sprinkled on his face, Zhao Wumian avoided his face.

Du Yu lifted his chin with his fingertips, seeing the panic in his eyes for a moment, Du Yu smiled and let go of his hand.

Du Yu's warm breath dissipated, and the panic in Zhao Wumian's eyes disappeared. He took a deep breath and said, "Du Yu, you are too presumptuous."

"Presumptuous? Haha, I have plenty of capital to be presumptuous."

Du Yu picked up the clothes with a smile, and went into the inner room. While changing clothes, she said, "Tell me, why did the prince have to kill sister Qing?"

"Does he think that Sister Qing has fallen in love with someone else?"

Zhao Wumian's pupils suddenly shrank.

After Du Yu changed her clothes, she walked out from the inside. She flicked the swaying pearl tassels, her red lips parted slightly, and her words were full of sarcasm: "Did Sister Qing like the prince more, or—"

Zhao Wumian raised his head, eyes full of threats, and said coldly: "Du Yu, you talk too much."

Du Yu raised his eyebrows: "What? Are you going to kill me?"

As soon as Du Yu finished speaking, Zhao Wumian's slender neck was instantly hooped. Zhao Wumian pressed against her ear, warm breath sprinkled on her neck, and whispered: "If you want to live a long time, don't have such a Much curiosity."

Zhao Wumian exerted a little force, Du Yu's breathing stopped for a moment, her chest rose and fell slightly, an unnatural blush appeared on her beautiful face, but there was no restrained panic in her eyes.

Du Yu's palm turned over, and the red silk in his sleeve was wrapped around Zhao Wumian's neck, and he said lazily, "You have been telling me this sentence for ten years."

"But I'm still alive and well."

Du Yu tightened his strength, and breathed like blue: "I am the sharpest sword in the prince's hand. The great cause is not yet determined, and the prince is reluctant to kill me."

The red silk was flying, and Zhao Wumian was thrown aside by her. Du Yu straightened the clothes messed up by Zhao Wumian, and said with a light smile, "My curiosity is worthwhile."

Du Yu lifted Zhao Wumian's chin with his index finger, raised his eyebrows lightly, and said, "Your Highness is reluctant to kill me, and you are also reluctant to kill me, aren't you?"

Zhao Wumian's eyes drifted to one side, and Du Yu smiled and said: "I will cure the poison on Xinghua's body, and you will not trouble her again in the future, she will not betray the prince."

Zhao Wumian was startled: "Nonsense!"

Du Yu said casually, "She's pregnant."

"who?"

"I can't control that."

Du Yu let go of Zhao Wumian's chin, adjusted his makeup to the mirror, and said: "There are so many girls, only Xinghua survived, since she survived, let her live forever."

Zhao Wumian said: "A woman's benevolence."

Du Yu said: "I was originally a woman."

Speaking of this, she smiled and said: "If you all know that I am a woman from the beginning, will my fate be the same as Xinghua's?"

Zhao Wumian slowly let go of his clenched fist, and said, "You still say you don't hate the prince?"

Du Yu shook his head, changed to a pearl hairpin, and said disapprovingly: "I don't hate him, he gave me life and everything, without him, I would have died ten years ago."

Ten years ago, Zhao Jue, wearing a big cloak with his belt flying, came out of the snowstorm and reached out to her, "Are you Zhuyeqing's younger brother?"

Back then, she was dressed in rags and didn't have enough to eat. If Zhao Jue came a little later, she would probably freeze to death in the snow.

Many years later, Du Yu can still remember the warmth of his generous palms and the flash of sadness in his alienated expression.

Zhuyeqing once sent her a letter, she said that she never hated Zhao Jue, and told her not to hate him either.

Du Yu laughed and said, "I'm his sharpest sword, how could I hate him?"

"But he killed your sister."

Du Yu inserted the pearl hairpin, glanced at Zhao Wumian lightly, and said, "If I remember correctly, you sent Sister Qing's broken heart."

Zhao Wumian's breathing was stagnant, and her voice was hoarse: "I never thought that she would really eat it."

Du Yu withdrew his gaze and said, "That's it."

"My lord didn't expect that, given your relationship with Sister Qing, you would really give that heartbroken piece to Sister Qing, and you never thought that Sister Qing would really have a heartbroken heart."

"The absurdity and gossip of this time are far more thorough than those in the script."

"I don't hate you, nor the prince."

Ten days later, Kunlun Pass.

General Di Qing was pulled over by his subordinates to drink flowers and wine. Although he was pulled over by his subordinates, he did not sit with his subordinates who were hugging the dancers.

A wave of dancers retreated, and another wave of dancers came onto the stage, disturbing each other, I will come on stage after you sing.

Di Qing drank a glass of wine.

In fact, he had already drank a lot, but his drinking capacity was amazing, and he was not drunk no matter what.

Until he saw the woman in the center of the stage.

The woman in the lead was dressed in Tsing Yi, with distant eyes.

Di Qing stopped his drinking hand, pinched the wine glass to pieces with his fingers, the sharp fragments pierced his fingers, and blood fell down his wrist, but he seemed to feel no pain, looking straight at dancer on stage.

There was a gleam of light in his dead eyes, and two words came out of his throat with difficulty: "Azhu?"

Many years ago, on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, that man in Tsing Yi had a decisive gaze and galloped away.

The wind from the Kunlun Pass roared past, and since then, the rivers and lakes have disappeared.

Later, General Di made great military exploits and was powerful in China. He never married a wife, and he never even had a confidante.

Di Qing walked over, and the dancers surrounded him. He pretended not to see him, walked through Yinggeyanwu, walked up to the woman, tightly wrapped his arm around the woman in green clothes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Who are you?"

Du Yu leaned in his arms, twirled his fingers on his thick armor, and said, "Master Jun, you hurt my family."

Di Qing closed her eyes, feeling a dull pain in her heart.

She is not Ah Zhu.

Di Qing let go of her arm, took out a purse from his waist and threw it to her, saying, "Don't be a dancing girl again."

Du Yu shook the purse with his fingers, and lazily said: "Master Jun, I can do whatever my family likes, and no one else can care about it."

"My family just likes this sensual dog-"

Before he could speak, Di Qing shouted loudly: "Shut up!"

Du Yu was taken aback by the suddenly raised voice, and then burst into tears, crying, "Master Jun, you are actually vicious of the slave family."

Di Qing rubbed the center of her brows irritably, the dancer in front of her had a bit of resemblance to A Zhu, but nothing else.

Azhu doesn't have such a delicate voice, and Azhu won't lie in someone's arms all the time, and A'Ning won't appear in the teaching workshop.

Ah Zhu is always alone, her voice is cold and clear, she doesn't like to talk, she doesn't like to laugh, and she doesn't like to shed tears easily.

But his A Zhu is dead, dead for ten years.

The author has something to say: Bai Yueguang Zhuyeqing who is missed by many:

mmp, it's really wrong for my mother to die

Zhao Jue is scumbag from the beginning to the end, no whitewashing or reversal

A big boss should have the demeanor of a big boss

Zhao Jue: This king will die under the dragon head!

Because of Riwan

The rhythm will probably be faster~

The plots of Jue Zhao and Concubine Li are advancing at the same time~