The lady is stunning, she hides her secrets

"Seven years ago, when my uncle and I were at Xiyan Pass, it was the first time I saw you."

"That year you were a cute little girl, wearing a beautiful white dress, following a man obediently."

The "cute girl" in his mouth smiled sweetly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Continue talking."

Bu Pang shivered: "...I remember that my uncle personally checked your household registration documents, and I stood behind him. At that time, my uncle's expression was a little strange, and he stopped here for a while..."

He stared at the ground, a little embarrassed: "I was young and ignorant, so I just stared at you and didn't think about anything else."

Zhong Ling somewhat guessed what he meant.

Sure enough, Bu Pang's brows gradually frowned: "It was many years later, when I recalled this past incident, I realized something was wrong... Uncle must have recognized the man next to you at that time."

Seven years ago, when Zhong Ling was thirteen or fourteen, the only man with him was Fang Wu.

He is a wanted criminal who has been offered a reward for more than ten years by the Beimu Dynasty. To the emperor, he is a sharp thorn in his throat.

How many people stared at Fang Wu, thinking of helping the emperor to pull out this thorn, using it as a bargaining chip for their own promotion.

"After seeing Fang Wu's portrait, I realized who my uncle let go that day."

Bu Pang looked sad: "Just half a year after he let you go, I don't know who presented the letters between my uncle and the traitor Fangtu to the emperor. His majesty ordered a thorough investigation, and the uncle was sent to prison for interrogation. Half a year later Exile in southern Xinjiang, this life will be ruined like this."

"My father was implicated by my uncle, and was referenced in several books. Fortunately, the Holy Majesty did not blame my father for this matter."

Zhong Ling interrupted with a sneer: "This is why you want to arrest me? Want to ask Fang Wu's whereabouts through me?"

Bu Pang's skills are not as good as others, and what he thought was a sure thing, but now it has completely turned over.At this point, there is nothing to hide: "I want to catch this traitor's son, and I beg the emperor's grace to pardon my uncle's return."

"How can you be sure that I will know his whereabouts?"

Bu Pang looked at Zhong Ling with suppressed eyes: "How could you not know? Don't you see what is the relationship between you and Fang Wu?"

Zhong Ling was expressionless, but in his heart he wanted to know that they were brothers, they seemed to be almost dead, how did they know they were not fat?

Bufat was filled with grief and indignation: "Your household registration documents clearly state that you are husband and wife! You are his wife, tell me you don't know? Then who else in this world would know? You really think I'm stupid!"

Zhong Ling: "..."

He had to think about it, who gave them the forged household registration documents back then?

Is that person alive or dead?Is it too late for him to go back and beat him up now?

If Fang Wuzhen used his identity, he would probably be beaten to death. In the early years, he hid and hid, and he had many false identities in his hand.

Although Zhong Ling and Fang Wu are brothers, they are a round apart in age, and they really don't look the same.When he was young, he looked more like a girl when he didn't grow up. For the convenience of walking, sometimes he didn't deliberately correct his gender.

At first, Fang Wu also thought it didn't matter, what's wrong with his younger brother being good-looking?Is there any problem with brothers pretending to be a fake couple?

By the time he realized that even brothers can have accidents, it was already too late.

Fortunately, Zhong Ling himself didn't look crooked.

Facing Bu Pang's accusation, Zhong Ling pointed out mercilessly: "You say in good conscience that your uncle was exiled, should you blame Fang Wu for this matter, or should you blame the current fatuous emperor?"

Bu Pang's eyelids twitched.

Zhong Ling continued on his own: "Your Majesty the emperor, you have always loved the villain and the virtuous ministers, and he killed all those who are capable. What happened to the letters with General Fang Tu? More than ten years ago, the court Which of the generals has never received a letter from General Fang? Just like this, you broke your uncle's case without distinguishing right from wrong?"

Bu Pang was silent.

"Don't talk about others, let's talk about you - aren't you in the imperial capital, first coaxing the emperor to be happy, trying your best to eat and play with him, and then reluctantly take the position of the general?"

Zhong Ling's words were too harsh, Bu Pang just looked at him blankly, but couldn't utter a word of rebuttal.

Zhong Ling pondered for a while whether to kill him, or decided to let him go.

Not for anything else, but because he dared to disregard his own safety and go deep into the barbarian camp to find out the truth, which shows his patriotic heart.

If Bu Pang is dead, and another general comes up, it is really not as good as him.

Zhong Ling stood up from beside him.

Bu Pang saw that he was going to let go of his posture, and couldn't help being taken aback: "Aren't you going to kill me?"

"It doesn't matter. I have seen many things in my life. You are not the first, nor will you be the last."

Zhong Ling's tone was flat: "Let's just think that the one I rescued was a dog when I pulled it back to the city with a wooden cart all the way from the mountains."

Bu Pang: "..."

Seeing that Zhong Ling turned around and was about to leave in an unrestrained manner, he suddenly fell down from the collapse: "I'm not——I never thought of harming you!"

Zhong Ling was too lazy to listen, waved his sleeves and left.

Bufat fell to the ground, only he could hear the bitter voice: "The emperor knows that he is at Xiyan Pass. I just... don't want you to die with him..."

When Zhong Ling walked out of the grocery store, the sun outside was still hanging in the sky, but fine snowflakes began to float in the sky.But in a short while, it turned into heavy snow.

This is the second snow this year.

The wind by the river is getting colder and colder. Zhong Ling, who has worn thin clothes for a season, is blown by the wind, and feels refreshing.

He found Piao Er again.

Piao'er, who was in a panic in the crowd, saw him, as if she had taken a reassurance.

She said with tears in her eyes: "Miss Zhong Ling! I thought you didn't want me anymore, so you left me and left..."

And Zhong Ling looked past her, looking at the rioting crowd by the river.

It's snowing, we have to cross the river immediately.

Piao'er also immediately understood what they needed to do next, and quickly said: "Let's not delay, we have to hurry up and buy a boat ticket, and when the riverside gets colder, we won't be able to leave."

Zhong Ling did not expect that the second snow in winter would fall so suddenly without warning.

It was snowing heavily, and it was estimated that the temperature of the river would drop suddenly, and it was impossible for him to have time to fight back and forth on both sides of the river.

To go or to stay?

Piao'er said anxiously: "Miss Zhong Ling, there are too many people queuing up now, let's go over quickly."

Zhong Ling nodded, just took a few steps, but stopped again.

At the end of the crowd, there was a snow-white figure running in a panic among the crowd.

Ban Qing looked at the confusion and helplessness of being abandoned, looking for something in the crowd in panic, his face becoming more and more desperate.

The snowy riverside was very cold, and when the people nearby were eager to put on another layer of clothes to keep out the cold, this silly boy ran out in obscene clothes.

When he saw someone who looked alike from the back, he didn't care if he was a man or a woman, so he went to catch him.

The people around looked at him and thought it was funny, but after seeing the expression on his face, they felt that he...was a bit pitiful.

Piao'er walked a few steps, turned around and found that Zhong Ling hadn't moved, urged: "Miss Zhong Ling?"

She followed Zhong Ling's gaze, and immediately changed her face: "Why is this bandit here!? Miss Zhong Ling, let's go!"

The author has something to say:

Ban Qing: This is not my wife, and this is not my wife...

Ban Qing: Aww, wrong person!Beat me!

Ban Qing feels wronged: woo woo woo... Does Zhong Ling really want me?

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