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Chapter 33 Chapter 32 I'm Riding a Bamboo Horse (30)

After Zhang Rui got the news of Zhou Luo, he couldn't wait to rush out. The poor imperial doctor had no choice but to sprinkle hemostatic powder on him while running with the medicine on his back.

The poor doctor is an old bone.

It seems that in the future, we will not only study medical skills, but also Lingbo Weibu.

"Zhang Zhuangyuan, your wound must be bandaged, or your life may be in danger." The imperial doctor stomped his feet anxiously.

Zhang Rui didn't care about dragging his bloody wounds, and hurried to the cave where Zhou Luo was being held.

It has to be said that Li Qing is really a thoughtful and well-versed person who was able to create such a detention place in the wilderness.

Above the dungeon, grass grows and warblers fly, wild flowers are lush, and bees and butterflies come and go.

It was unguarded.

Even people who accidentally came here for an outing would never have imagined that people could be locked up here.

Waiting for Zhang Rui and Zhou Yang trembling to get out of the small and dark secret room.

Zhang Rui had an ominous premonition.

"Luoluo, Luoluo, you are late for my husband, you can beat me and scold me if you are late, I have prepared the washboard myself, the roughest kind.

In the future, if you want to eat meat for breakfast, I will not stop you, and I can also eat with you. "

Zhang Rui said as gently as possible, and approached Zhou Luo cautiously.

His fear was so obvious.

"Are you angry at me for being your husband? Blame me for not finding you earlier? You know you were wrong as a husband. Why are you playing with your temper?" Zhang Rui murmured while hugging Zhou Luo, who was pale.

Soft words.

Zhou Yang on the side couldn't help wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes and pulled Zhang Rui: "Luoluo has already left, she is no longer here."

"No, she didn't leave, she was pretending to be sleeping, and when she was angry, she liked to pretend to be sleeping and ignore people."

Zhang Rui hugged Zhou Luo tightly like a child, no one could get close to him.

In the end, the prince forcibly separated the people.

"There are words on the wall." The sharp-eyed prince reminded.

"Don't be bad, love them well, protect them, protect the matchmaker, Qingming will send me roasted pigeons."

Every stroke and every word on it, Zhang Rui pondered over it carefully, touching it over and over again.

The entire secret room was silent.

Li Qing came out of the dungeon disheveled and couldn't wait to run in front of Shao Zhiyuan.

Before Shao Zhiyuan could wait for her to approach, he directly pierced her chest with his sword.

"Why?" Li Qing asked unwillingly.

"I was just an idle king, but you aroused my ambition, and it was you who let me get to this point step by step.

You betrayed General Zhenbei's mansion, you forgot that General Zhenbei and I are grasshoppers on the same rope. "

Because of the Zhenbei General incident, he has already been demoted to a commoner by his father, and he will leave Beijing tomorrow, and he will never be able to return to Beijing.

A phoenix on the ground is not as good as a chicken. This kind of punishment is more cruel than killing him, not to mention that he used to eradicate dissidents by any means.

He was afraid that if he stepped out of the gate of the capital, he would be decapitated.

The sixth prince withdrew the sword in his hand without mercy, and Li Qing's body fell like a rag.

After a muffled sound, dust rose from the ground.

Regardless of obstruction, Zhang Rui buried Zhou Luo in the courtyard of his bedroom, and every time he prepared a meal, he would hold the rice bowl and talk to Zhou Luo while eating.

Every month, he sent the moon silver to the township in the side courtyard, where there were people whom his wife missed.

"My lady, this is your favorite roast pigeon. I have never argued with you."

Zhang Rui took a mouthful of the rice, and it was tasteless.

"Miss, do you know that I used to be afraid of roasted rabbits, but you have roasted rabbits every day for three years without a break.

You don't know, if you eat like this, you will be afraid of eating even the most delicious food. "

Zhang Rui reached out and picked up the roasted rabbit legs on the small round table and bit them big.

He said vaguely in his mouth: "My lady, I really want to eat roasted rabbit legs now, I really want to eat your roasted rabbit."

Zhang Rui lay on the small round table and wept.

Although Zhang Rui is a minister, he still lives in the mansion arranged for them by the former prince, who is now the holy majesty.

Every night, her tall and straight body is slightly curled up in the quilt that Zhou Luo had covered before.

At that time, when Zhou Luo was here, it was still summer, and the quilt was thin, but now it is the twelfth lunar month of winter.

Even if he was shivering from the cold, Zhang Rui was reluctant to change to other quilts, and at most put a layer of cotton on top.

If Luoluo hadn't said that she wanted to protect her family, he wouldn't have struggled to support her.

The dead may be relieved, but the living may not know how to let go of themselves.

The grass in front of the grave in the courtyard turns green and turns yellow, turns yellow and turns green again.

In the year following Zhou Luo's death, Wang Yu was pregnant with an heir, and she told Zhou Yang and Zhang Rui that Xu Luoluo gave birth to her.

After all, Luoluo and her love each other like mother and daughter.

Luoluo may be reluctant to part with them,,,,

Now her son is five years old, he looks round and round, but his personality is far from Zhou Luo's.

What he likes most is to run to this uncle's house.

Practice calligraphy and martial arts quietly.

He didn't understand why his father and mother said that they were the sustenance of this uncle's life.

But he likes what his uncle said.

Zhang Rui taught him calligraphy stroke by stroke, and he knew that the child in front of him was not his child.

His Luoluo doesn't like to practice calligraphy.

His ups and downs.

His Luoluo doesn't know the combination of meat and vegetables.

But he is also Luoluo's family member, so he should take good care of her as well.

That's it.

"Brother Zhang Rui, if you don't like noble girls today, do you think the daughters I gave birth to in the past few years are like Zhou Luo?"

Today's Holy Majesty is also worried about Zhang Rui. The show girls selected every year are more or less like Zhou Luo, so maybe they can have a daughter like Zhou's youngest daughter.

He wanted to marry him several times but ended without a problem, so helpless, he led a group of daughters to stand in front of Zhang Rui.

In order to solve the marriage of Prime Minister Zhang these years, he has also racked his brains.

But apart from being meticulous in state affairs and forgetting to eat and sleep, Zhang Rui is quite repulsive about the love between men and women.

The emperor pointed at her big and small daughters and tried to sell them: "Zhou Luo cared about the world before he died. I think he must have been born in the emperor's family. I think my third daughter is the most like that girl."

Zhang Rui faced a row of princesses: the oldest was eight years old, and the youngest was eight months old.

Shaking his head with a wry smile: "I won't marry again in this life, I said that I would give her a title.

For her lifetime status, she is stingy and holds grudges. If I don't do well, I'm afraid I won't be able to meet her in the future. "

Zhang Rui lowered his head and stroked Zhou Luo's spiritual seat, talking softly.

He carried Zhou Luo's spiritual seat with him all the time.

His Luoluo is the most cautious, if he knew that there was something delicious and fun, he didn't take her with him.

Appointed to pretend to sleep and ignore people again.

Time flies.

After decades of rest and recuperation, the entire Kingdom of Glory opened up its territory.

Widening the trade route, it has become a frightening rich country on this earth.

Leaning on crutches, with gray temples, Zhang Rui squatted slowly in front of Zhou Luo's grave, leaned against the grave and raised his hands feebly, stroking the grass and stones on it.

The tone was slow: "I'm tired, my lady, I'm really tired, can I stop protecting your family? Can I?"

"Miss, I did what you asked me to do, can we meet in the next life?

My lady, I have endured so much suffering in this life, can I stop protecting her? "

The crows outside the courtyard were crowing one after another, shaking the autumn leaves all over the ground.

The crutch in Zhang Rui's hand slowly landed in front of Zhou Luo's tombstone.

(End of this chapter)