Get dressed quickly and get pregnant. My wife wants to be pampered.

The suppression of bandits in Jiulan Mountain was said to be a suppression of bandits, but in fact it was because the emperor wanted to take his own life.

Zhou Jin saw this clearly.

Now that the war has subsided, Zhou Jin holds military power and has a high reputation among the people. I think the emperor was a little scared, afraid that Zhou Jin would rebel.

It can only be said that the emperor is right to be afraid. Zhou Jin really wants to rebel. He likes to kill with one blow and not give his prey any chance to fight back.

The time is not yet ripe.

Zhou Jin didn't expect to encounter that strange woman, Zhang San, while suppressing the bandits.

What a bad name, obtained so casually.

She was riding a little donkey, with a green and ink hairband tied into a simple high ponytail. She was swaying gently, looking extremely leisurely.

The chain in his hand was tugged and tugged, and upon closer inspection, the person bound by the chain turned out to be Luo Qiang, the twenty-third ranked bandit in Jiulan Mountain.

This woman is very bold.

Zhang San did not want a reward, but wanted to follow him up the mountain to suppress the bandits, which made Zhou Jin look at her a few more times.

This is definitely not a coincidence. What this woman wants is definitely not as simple as suppressing bandits. She seems to be here for herself.

I don’t know why Zhou Jin’s heart palpitated when she thought of this.

The courage of this little girl Zhang San made him admire her. If a woman is not afraid of swords and fire and comes for you, how can she not care.

This little liar is quite good at timing. On the day of her birthday, the emperor issued five imperial edicts in succession to urge the bandits to be suppressed, which made Zhou Jin feel extremely bad, and she even rushed to knock on the door.

act recklessly.

Zhang San opened the door and came in, talking nonsense. Her eyes were cunning and clever, and when she looked at Zhou Jin, it seemed as if there were countless stars in her eyes.

However, the bright stars clearly dimmed the moment they saw the dagger in Zhou Jin's hand.

Oh, if you're afraid, don't get close.

Zhou Jin hid the dagger, fearing that the little liar would really be scared away by him.

"Ah, Prince Duan, you're not sleeping."

Zhang San's acting skills were too superficial, and the hand holding the longevity noodles was shaking a little, probably out of fear.

If you are a spy, you should really be afraid.

Admire? Emotionally?

Zhang Sanxu kept talking, but Zhou Jin didn't believe a word of her words.

The love in her eyes was too shallow, almost non-existent. Scammers always talk nice, but in reality they don’t really mean anything.

"May you live a thousand years and be healthy and worry-free."

This blessing was a message from a famous general's wife in the history of the Zhou Dynasty to her husband before he went on an expedition.

Now Zhang San regards it as a birthday gift to himself. Zhou Jin didn't expect that this woman would really come towards him.

Are you trying to get money and power, or are you trying to kill him?

Zhou Jin has seen through the warmth and coldness of people in the world since he was a child. The people close to him in the palace taught him what betrayal and deception are.

"go out."

Zhou Jin drove Zhang San away with words. Under the dim light, her face was too soft, and the thin down on her cheeks could be clearly seen. The red cheeks are like pink peaches in July.

With the flickering candlelight, people's hearts trembled.

In response to the cold words, Zhang San raised his eyes and glanced at Zhou Jin aggrievedly. That look made Zhou Jin feel a little guilty.

Were the words I just spoke too harsh?

Zhang San left lonely, and Zhou Jin felt so strange. He is both looking forward to the other party's approach and also afraid of the other party's approach.

Is this a disease?

Looking at the longevity noodles on the table, there is a safety buckle next to the bowl with a small golden bead on it and the word "Jin" engraved on it.

The safety button stung Zhou Jin's eyes. He had seen the safety button at Jing Bin's place before, but it was not for him, but for the dead Qin Lu.

May the one you love be safe is probably the deepest love.

Zhou Jin thought for a moment and chose to ignore it. If you don't have emotions, you won't get hurt.

But he didn't know that when he was thinking about this issue, it meant that he was already tempted.

Zhang San's strategy didn't have many moves, but it was just right, he found the right time, and it penetrated into Zhou Jin's heart little by little.

What really convinced Zhou Jin that she was in love was the acacia tree. Originally thinking of the danger, she didn't let Zhang San come, but she didn't expect that she came anyway.

She is unique and attracts special attention.

Looking at the darts on the ground that were blown away by the wind, Zhou Jin did not expect that Zhang Sanyi's secret was that she could actually do martial arts.

Approaching the acacia tree, a lot of scattered melon seed shells fell on the ground. Even though Zhou Jin was injured, she still couldn't help feeling happy in her heart.

It seems that this little liar is not a spy sent by others.

If spies were like her, the people behind it would probably be furious.

When the wind blows, the branches sway, and pink fan-like albizia flowers fall on the palms of the hands.

Zhou Jin remembered a poem: There were no albizia flowers, but the acacia tree was empty.

The moment she crushed the albizia flower in her palm, Zhou Jin knew that she wanted her, the little liar named Zhang San.

The little liar knows many things, not only martial arts, but also detoxification.

She knelt obediently beside the bed, spoke very submissively, and carefully applied the medicine to herself.

It was very successful, and Zhou Jin felt a little excited.

"who are you?"

"For what purpose do you approach this king?"

Zhou Jin also wanted to confirm the origin of the little liar one last time. As long as she was not sent by someone else, it didn't matter if she was deceived.

If it were her, he could accept the price of being cheated.

The little liar talked about him, as if he had something to hide, but it made Zhou Jin more sure that she was not someone sent by others.

Zhang San, who couldn't finish the story, suddenly ran out of words, closed his eyes and kissed the side of Zhou Jin's face, his delicate voice was timid, and her white brocade robe was as holy as a fairy.

Those sounds of joy and love.

Zhou Jin was completely confused. As the gentle kiss fell, the broken white brocade robe was thrown into the air and slowly fell to the ground.

Zhou Jin didn't want to call Zhang San by his fake name, so he kept asking Zhang San for his real name.

Finally I asked this little liar her name. Her name was Bao'er.

Perhaps beauty is misleading, but Zhou Jin didn't think carefully about the profound meaning of this name.

Baoer was not innocent, Zhou Jin noticed it. But so what? Zhou Jin didn't care about this.

Regardless of whether it is or not, Bao'er is still the Bao'er he loves. He has not become a different person just because he has lost his innocence.

She doesn’t need to feel guilty, upset, or to please.

Innocence is never a criterion for measuring whether a person is worthy of being loved. Zhou Jin didn't care about that, and his love didn't change because of it.

He is willing to confess his past to Bao'er, and he doesn't care whether Bao'er confesses the same.

Standards are used to demand yourself, not to restrict your lover.