The One Hundred and Eighth Rebirth of the King

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It was her own voice, Gu Qing sighed softly from the bottom of her heart, and the smile on her face faded a lot.Zhao Jiang beside him obviously noticed this change, but he didn't know what he said wrong, so he stopped and asked dryly and carefully: "Are you a little tired?"

So Gu Qing took advantage of the situation and said, "I'm a little tired."

Zhao Jiang nodded, and became happy again, "Then you go back and rest earlier, and I'll take you down the mountain, okay?"

Gu Qing said "um", and Zhao Jiang presided over it and sent herself down the mountain.Halfway through the journey, I heard Zhao Jiang hesitate for a while before carefully saying: "Are you going to be selected into the palace in a few years?"

"Yes," Gu Qing nodded, and also intentionally didn't want herself to think too much about Zhao Jiang's affairs, ignoring the emotions involved, and just answered along the way: "Five years later, at the beginning of September, my father will send me into the palace."

"It's the same as the calamity, can't it be changed?" Zhao Jiang's eyes were full of anticipation. After hearing these words, Gu Qing stiffened as if she had been frozen.

Zhao Jiang didn't understand, so he turned around and looked at Gu Qing who had stopped suddenly, his pupils were warm, "What's wrong?"

"What do you mean by what you said just now?" Gu Qing suppressed the doubts in his heart caused by Zhao Jiang's words, and asked Zhao Jiang for proof again.

"Hmm..." Zhao Jiang didn't know what Gu Qing had in mind, but after thinking about it, he repeated what he just said: "Isn't it possible to change the matter of entering the palace anyway?"

At this point, the train of thought suddenly became clear, and Gu Qing knew what she had missed, and caught the most important and most inconspicuous thread in the mess.

The author has something to say: I set up a flag by myself, and I have to do it even when I cry...it's too late, I'm asleep

small theater:

Gu Qing: Ah, my book!I want to read a book! !I need to study! ! !There is only research but no love in my heart! ! ! !

Zhao·Little Poor·Jiang: One sentence foresees the future family status, post-marriage studies, and the possibility of completely losing sex and happiness.

Zhao Buxing Fu Jiang: Can I fall in love with someone else?

☆、Linglong Dice An Hongdou

In the 14th year of Shuowu, at the end of summer.

The Second Miss Liu of the Prime Minister's Mansion secretly met the King of Qilian County at a private residence in the south of the city.

In front of the waterside pavilion that has been left unattended for a long time, Miss Liu Er, who has not been reborn for more than a month, is a little uncomfortable, but she has a good color like a weak willow supporting the wind.Although Xiaojun Wang was also listening carefully before, but when he was attracted by this bright color, his mind couldn't help but drift a little. His eyes fell on the opening and closing cherry lips unconsciously. Before his thoughts had time to unfold, his heart was already beating for no reason Jumped twice.

Gu Qing realized Zhao Jiang's desertion and stopped talking.

In this way, the surroundings suddenly became empty, and the silence around was embarrassing.He looked up, but Gu Qing caught him straight, and Zhao Jiang's ears turned red all of a sudden—it was really embarrassing, but because it was Gu Qing, this embarrassment seemed less embarrassing.

Gu Qing stopped talking, and looked at Zhao Jiang by name and listed Zhao Jiang as not serious.Zhao Jiang had no choice but to concentrate hard, recalling what Gu Qing said before his mind wandered - I remember asking her to be reborn so many times, are there any nodes that cannot be avoided repeatedly?

This question can be called giving points. Zhao Jiang has long been full of words and wanted to complain. After sorting out the hierarchical relationship in time, he pointed his fingers and said to her: "The first thing is to be sick-everything will happen when you are 15 years old." The kind that can’t touch the ground after lying in bed for three to five months! Either fall into the water and catch the cold, or walk hard on the road, and inexplicably break a limb... Anyway, if you don’t lie on the hospital bed, you can’t live this day! There is a 19-year-old Qiushou——I once ran to Zhao Guo next door to hide from a group of demons and ghosts. As a result, I was pressed back by my uncle three days before Qiushou, and the six horses rotated. , Day and night, when I arrived at the hunting ground, I couldn't help vomiting, my heart, liver, spleen and kidneys almost vomited... When the beast attacked, I was so weak that I couldn't run, and I was the first to feed the tiger..." Zhao When Jiang said this, he touched the bitten neck with lingering fear, and then sighed: "And around the age of 23/24, I will definitely meet a wandering warlock who will praise me for my life, and I am born extraordinary Yunyun, his eloquence is not as good as that of Dr. Wine. Anyway, in a word, he is coercing and luring me, trying to force me to rebel... I really have no interest at all... Those who drive ducks to the shelves waded through the muddy water once, and were put on the dragon chair The one in my life paraded the streets for seven days, and then cut him in half... I don't have any high demands, I just want to live until the end of my life, and don't be entangled by these messy moths all day long--half of my life is worthless. It was because of them that they died!"

Zhao Jiang also said some trivial things, and said them very emotionally with ulterior motives. In fact, although these things were very gritted when they encountered them, after so many rebirths, Zhao Jiang has long since forgotten them. up.After receiving Gu Qing's reassurance as expected, Zhao Jiang stopped acting as a demon, and obediently watched Gu Qing lower his head and think.

Gu Qing lowered her head to the timeline, and put Zhao Jiang's timeline on her own timeline. After the two phases merged, the guessing came true. There is an indescribable but disconnected subtle connection.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Jiang touched her with his hands, his expression and demeanor were genuine intimacy and trust, "Is the problem still difficult to solve?"

"No," Gu Qing smiled at her, "I just feel that we are really destined for each other."

Gu Qing told Zhao Jiang his preliminary guess. Zhao Jiang was stunned for a while, and finally he couldn't help laughing, his eyes were bent, he was full of joy, and there was an imperceptible hint of embarrassment in his words: "It is indeed very It's fate."

"Then, would the king of the county be willing to spend his entire life by his side to test it out? What kind of situation will we form if you and I stay together all the time?"

Zhao Jiang, who only noticed the first half of the sentence in his mind, had a sweet face, as if he had drunk the most mellow, most fragrant, and top-notch wine, and felt dizzy for a while, then stretched out his hand, boldly and carefully holding Gu Qing's. Hands, tight vocal cords, there is only one word left unimpeded: "Okay"

In Zhao Jiang's mind, the word "companion" can be concretized into three meals a day, spring, summer, autumn and winter, climbing mountains and wading, and adding fragrance to red sleeves. Play ghosts and monkeys together, open roads and plant trees together, occupy the mountain as king... Gu Qing even wanted to open Zhao Jiang's head and study the things inside.