Consort Zhanzhao

For the sake of a happy life in the future, Zhao Bijia shrank behind Zhan Zhao, pretending to be a young scholar who was molested to the point of shame and anger, "Sister, you are probably about the same age as my mother, please respect yourself."

Calling elder sister is a close call, but calling elder sister is a completely different concept, not to mention my mother is mentioned later.

The last time she called Aunt Bai sister, how happy Aunt Bai was, how bored the woman she called eldest sister in front of her was.

The visitor snorted, and the little fire in his heart was completely extinguished by her address, "A guy who has no interest."

It's just that Zhao Bijia's appearance is really good, and the timid posture hiding behind Zhan Zhao is really itchy.

The visitor was still a little unwilling, stepped forward, smiled very charmingly, "This little brother..."

It must not be left to her at all, Zhao Bijia resolutely hid behind Zhan Zhao.

Yang He'an took a step forward, and his right hand had already pressed the buckle of the soft sword on the belt, and even pulled out a short section.

Seeing this posture, the woman was a little disappointed, but in a blink of an eye she suddenly laughed again, "His body, ahem, since there are already people, how could I be so ignorant."

After the woman finished speaking, she took two steps back, looked at Zhao Bijia's itching, and whispered, "It's embarrassing to strike so fast."

Zhao Bijia couldn't hear clearly, but Zhan Zhao, Yang and An, who had sharp eyes and ears, heard the woman's words verbatim.

Yang He'an drew out his soft sword all at once, and with a flick of his wrist, a two-inch blue sword light floated out from the tip of the sword. He attacked the woman without saying a word, and the woman hurriedly backed away, "Hey, what's going on? Yes, I didn't have his idea, and I haven't done anything yet."

Saying that, the woman accelerated and ran back.

Zhan Zhao, Yang and An looked at each other, and they both saw worry in each other's eyes. Zhan Zhao said, "I'm good at qinggong, I'll go after her."

Of course, it's not just light work, even Yang He'an's experience in walking the rivers and lakes is not as good as him.At that moment, Yang and An nodded, put away their soft swords, and seeing Zhan Zhao chasing the woman, they protected the princess and walked down the mountain.

"That woman has an unruly intention towards the princess, can the princess follow me down the mountain first?"

Zhao Bijia looked at Yang and An, it was true that the woman's intentions were wrong, but more of her origins were unknown. Could it be that there is still a village in this mountain?

Zhao Bijia thoughtfully looked at the lofty mountains not far away, and thought that there were only three villages on this mountain, and who knew if there would be other villages in places that were farther away from people.

The two went down the mountain road, and after a while they arrived at the small lake in front of the village. Zhao Bijia said, "Let's wait for him. The three of us will come out together. Only the two of us will come back. The people inside should also notice something is wrong."

At this time, Zhan Zhao had already caught up with the woman and had her acupuncture points done, so now besides being able to speak, only one pair of eyes can move in her whole body.

"This little brother is really unsympathetic, or are all your Han brothers like this? If you disagree with each other, you will strike." Even if the woman was at a disadvantage, she still had a smile on her face, her eyes followed Zhan Zhao's movement , "My standing posture is not good, my legs should be sore in a while, can you help me?"

Zhan Zhao's face was very cold, and there was no trace of tenderness, "What did you say just now? Who made the first move? Who put something on my father-in-law?"

The woman's eyes rolled, and the corners of her mouth became more and more curved. "This is a good thing. Our Miao girls are much better than your Han girls. You won't suffer a bit if you match your Han brothers."

"Someone tricked her!" Although it was a question, it was in an affirmative tone.

It's still the same good-looking, handsome face, but if the woman can move, she will shrink back fiercely, but she can't move at the moment, so she can only close her eyes for a long time until she is not so scared anymore , and then opened it again.

When he spoke again, there was no sense of teasing, and the words were much more honest, "He has the smell of the same heart Gu."

These three words can already explain everything, Zhan Zhao's face became more and more gloomy, "Can this Gu be solved?"

The woman wanted to shake her head, but found that she couldn't move, so she said honestly: "There are two ways, first, the person who played the Gu will relieve him."

Zhan Zhao hummed.

The woman said again: "Secondly, let him practice Gu Art himself, maybe he will be able to untie it one day."

Zhan Zhao looked at the woman again and asked, "What are you here for?"

The woman coughed and said: "The harvest over there is not good, so I wonder if we can come here to find a way to survive."

Before Zhan Zhao could speak, the woman said again: "Don't ask me why I didn't come in through the checkpoint. The place requires serious guides and money to buy the way. If I had that money, how could I climb over this mountain? I almost lost my life." It's all gone."

Zhan Zhao looked her up and down for a moment.

The top of the shoes is dusty, and there are many stains that have accumulated for a long time. The edges of the shoes are still slightly worn, and they really look like they have walked on the mountain road for a long time.

The clothes on her body are patched a lot, and it looks like the color has been worn out for a long time, which is in line with the saying that her family background is not good.

"What about the rest?"

The woman closed her mouth, and said after a while: "They are all hiding in the valley behind the mountain. Someone is sick, so I will come out first to look for herbs."

Zhan Zhao nodded, and the woman couldn't stop looking at him, but she couldn't tell from his face whether he believed her words or not.

"You can do it yourself." Zhan Zhao counted the time, and it was not enough for him to go to the valley behind the mountain to check, "You have no guide, and you are a stranger. If you are discovered, you can only be treated as a fugitive slave."

After Zhan Zhao finished speaking, he turned around and left. He performed light kung fu, but he turned around twice and reached the top of the tree. After two light jumps, he was about to disappear without a trace.

"You relieved me." The woman shouted loudly.

"Wait for an hour, and it will be solved naturally." Zhan Zhao's voice floated back, and the person had disappeared.

Zhan Zhao saw Zhao Bijia and Yang Hean who had been waiting for him on the edge of the small lake. He first winked at Yang Hean secretly, and then said to Zhao Bijia in the same tone as usual, "I came here from Dali in the west to escape. People who have climbed over the mountains should have no way to guide them.”

Zhao Bijia breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the already late sky, and said, "Let's go back."

Yang He'an glanced at Zhan Zhao again, and saw that Zhan Zhao shook his head at him very veiledly. Yang He'an suppressed the anxiety and unhappiness in his heart, and the three returned to the village.

Bai Qingluo was already waiting at the door, and when she saw Zhao Bijia coming in, she approached her affectionately and said, "Why did you come back, it's almost dark."