Dongfeng broken

Manzi continued to walk unhurriedly in the dark night as if he hadn't noticed.

What, finally couldn't bear it anymore?

"stop."

The barbarian stopped and turned around.

"Your Excellency is calling your subordinate?" Manzi nodded respectfully and looked at Wang Baihu who was not far away.

Holding the wine bottle in one hand, Wang Baihu looked at this man who was much more beautiful than the oiran of the brothel by the moonlight.

He had never seen a man with such a twat.

□□Looking closer to Manzi, he grabbed Manzi's face with his empty hands.

"Slap!" Manzi slapped Wang Baihu's hand mercilessly, exerting [-]% of his strength.Wang Baihu only felt a burning pain in the back of his hand.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly weak person dared to resist, Wang Baihu was stunned for a moment.

After reacting, he threw the wine bottle on the ground desperately, touched the burning back of his hand: "It's strong enough, I like it,"

Wang Baihu leaned over and was about to pounce on him. "Slap!" The voice was louder this time, but Manzi slapped Wang Baihu's thin face.

Someone who looks easy to bully is so difficult to deal with? !Wang Baihu was furious: "Do you know who I am?"

"Who are you?" Manzi showed doubts, and when Wang Baihu's face turned pale, Manzi said lightly, "Aren't you the nephew of one of the generals under General Chen Baxian?"

Wang Baihu was stunned.

"Warning, don't get me wrong, otherwise, I won't know how to kill you." Manzi frowned in disgust, turned and left.

Wang Baihu suddenly felt chills in his heart.

When Wang Baihu came back to his senses, he looked up again, but Manzi was no longer there.

"Fuck, if a soldier dares to be so arrogant, I will definitely catch you and have fun." Gritting his teeth, he completely forgot the sense of fear just now.

Back in the room, the other people who live with him have not yet returned, Manzi no longer tried his best to restrain his emotions.He gritted his teeth and shook his hands uncontrollably.

Cold, chills all over.The cold sweat from the back almost wet the underwear.

The gaze of this beast made him think of those things three years ago in a daze these days, those stains in his life that could never be erased.

The confrontation just now made him almost lose his mind.

How long have those things been, it seems not long, and it seems a long time.

Unexamined, not like a man, not like a normal person.

Manzi stabilized his trembling hands and looked at himself in the bronze mirror.Even if the figure inside is blurred, it can still be seen that it is very good.

If Manzi didn't know that he was a native countryman, he would have doubted his origin.

After all, with this appearance, it is hard to believe that his parents are just ordinary-looking or even vulgar mountain village civilians.

Is the appearance of the country and the city, in a man in troubled times, lucky or unlucky?

He also wanted to ruin this face when he was confused.

But in the end, did not do.

Your skin and hair is from your parents.

And, what's wrong with him?Why punish yourself for someone else's mistakes?

There was a sound outside the door, a familiar voice.Liang Jun and Xu San who lived together came back.Manzi poured a cup of tea and drank it down, suppressing all his emotions.

No matter what, Manzi looked at his slender hands with sharp joints. No matter what, Manzi Han would not let anyone slaughter him! !Won't! !Never will! ! !

☆、Chapter 18

"Are you free today, sir?" Manzi looked at the silent Chen Qian suspiciously.

A jug of sake was placed on the table, and the silver wine utensils shone slightly in the moonlight.

For some reason, Manzi always felt that today's Chen Qian was carrying a trace of melancholy that he had never seen before, was it an illusion?

"What do you think of the moonlight today?" Chen Qian finally spoke, with a hint of alcohol in her words.

"The moonlight is very good." Manzi looked at Chen Qian who was squinting at the moon, and sighed in his heart, but you may not be well.

He really wanted to know what could make this man show such a look.

"Manzi, I have something to tell you." Chen Qian caressed the wine glass carefully with her fingers, as if a large number of exquisite patterns were on it, "Wang Sengbian, I will support Zhenyang Hou soon...for emperor."

This sentence was like a thunderbolt, and the barbarian was caught off guard.

Xiao Yuanming, Marquis of Zhenyang! !

That puppet Marquis of Northern Qi!

It is Wang Sengbian who wants to support him? !

If it wasn't for these words coming from Chen Qian's mouth, if it wasn't for the heavy expression on Chen Qian's face, he wouldn't believe it at all.

"It's unbelievable, right? I can't figure it out. I wrote a book for Mr. Wang and another book for my uncle, but..." Chen Qian shook her head.

Manzi pondered for a while, and said, "Master Chen..."

Before he could say a word, Manzi realized that the person in front of him was even more melancholy.

It's not an illusion, Chen Qian is really melancholy.Manzi opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Uncle actually acquiesced!" Chen Qian drank the wine glass in one gulp, "He has always had a very close friendship with Mr. Wang."

Manzi suddenly understood why he was in such a low mood today.

Chen Baxian, the person who quelled the Jiankang Rebellion with Wang Sengbian, and now a general guarding Jiangxi, turned a blind eye to Wang Sengbian's stupid behavior.

With Chen Qian's personality, she must have asked Chen Ba to take some action first, but in this situation, the barbarian caught a glimpse of Chen Qian who drank another gulp, and he knew it, and he was afraid that his nose would be ashamed.

He must have respected his uncle very much.

Chen Qian suddenly turned her head and stared at Manzi: "I haven't asked you yet, what do you think of this matter?"

Manzi felt an urge to laugh. If he guessed right, this person was actually doubting himself, but it was raining red.

"My lord, what do you think I should think?" Speaking of which, it hasn't been long since he and Chen Qian really met. Except for his own doubts and temptations at the beginning, he had coincident with this person's thoughts many times. combine.

Chen Qian said seriously, "I don't think I will misread you."

Like a warm current, Manzi's heart beat wildly at Chen Qian's words.Is this feeling the feeling of being expected and trusted?

Manzi pondered slightly: "Da Liang, you can't be the back garden of Bei Qi."

Daliang can't be Bei Qi's back garden.

And he, Chen Qian, would never prune and water Bei Qi's back garden! !

Chen Qian stood up abruptly, looking at Manzi with burning eyes.

"Uncle doesn't want to make a move, what should I do?" Chen Qian continued to ask.

Manzi looked into Chen Qian's eyes and his heart was shocked.

Is it...

He turned his head and looked out the window quietly.

What to do, Chen Qian had the answer written in his eyes, perhaps, his answer was already clear long before he drank to relieve his boredom.

It's just that he needs some determination and less guilt.

He also needs, a mouth to speak his own thoughts.

confidant?

Manzi felt the warm current just now, and before the residual heat receded, it had turned into ice.

That's it.

Manzi closed his eyes and opened his lips.

"Cut first and play later!"

"If uncle blames me." Chen Qian was relentless.

"Murder with a knife!"

"Uncle Ruo wavering?" Chen Qian pressed her step by step.

The barbarian was silent for a moment.

Finally, he spoke, every word was like a hammer.

"Huang, robe, plus, body!"

long silence.

It wasn't until a gust of wind made the windows creak that Chen Qian breathed out as if awakened from a dream.

"...Barbarian, I'm sorry."

"You can't be a grassroots." Manzi's voice was still calm and clear, "If nothing happens, the grassroots will leave."

This person has become the appearance of being well-mannered and neither humble nor overbearing.

Chen Qian's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly didn't know how to face such a barbarian, so he waved his sleeves pretending to be calm: "It's nothing, just step back."

There was a hint of sarcasm in Manzi's eyes, sure enough.He bent slightly and stepped back.

Chen Qian looked at the back of the man who had already left, and her eyes fell on her half-waving arm that stopped abruptly.Stopped, but stopped at the waist, what is the difference from non-stop?

It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this.

He originally intended to chat with Manzi to relieve the boredom in his heart, but he never expected that he would force him to express his thoughts so involuntarily.

He actually used the trick he used on others.

He must have felt that I took advantage of him.As for him, he did use him just now, and when he came back to his senses, it was a foregone conclusion.

Subconsciously waving his sleeves, this action he has never done to him, whether it made him take another step away from me.

Chen Qian closed her eyes, frowning and sorting out the messy thoughts in her mind.

He really has found a trouble for himself.

It's not easy to meet such a young person who coincides with him, but he doesn't treat him sincerely.Manzi's alienated face and tone before he left lingered in his mind.

Chen Qian frowned. He never cared about these things, but this time, for some reason, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

☆、Chapter 19

It was the first time since Chen Qian and Guan thought seriously about whether or not to apologize.

In fact, he couldn't bear this face.Just kidding, Chen Qian hasn't bowed her head to anyone yet.

However, Manzi lingered in his mind like a slightly stiff back when he left.Weird, very weird, Chen Qian never knew when she became such a loving person.

But in his heart, there was an emotion that could be called grievance.

I really just got used to it, and I didn't even have the slightest idea of ​​taking the scapegoat from the barbarian.But this person, why is he so indiscriminate, so impatient to open the distance between the two of them, and without any discussion, they cut off the trust that they had not established for a long time.

Although the mistake was provoked by himself, he didn't give himself the slightest chance to explain it.

This is not fair.

"It's not fair." Chen Qian, who was upset in her heart, said this sentence unconsciously.The lips that violated the master's control miraculously maintained an o-shape, and what he said made him stand there in a daze.

Just now, he actually heard... grievance from his own voice.

Annoyed, Master Chen subconsciously looked around.

Well, no one, thankfully.He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Qian, who was completely relieved, was belatedly aware again.It seems that the question of whether or not to apologize, seems to have no clue yet.

Chen Qian wanted to scratch her short beard to vent her boredom.

However, just when he was hesitating, something happened to Manzi.

The barbarian who was escorted and knelt in front of Chen Qian, his coarse cloth was stained with blood, his hair was messy and crooked, his face like white jade was mixed with sweat and blood, and his hands and wrists twisted behind his back were covered with hemp rope. Worn out a circle.

Beside him was Wang Baihu who was also covered in blood.It's just that he and Manzi were kneeling and lying silently on the other.

He has never been willing to kill people, but that doesn't mean he hasn't done it, nor does it mean he won't.

Too much of a bully, and he doesn't mind ending their ugly lives early.

Manzi knelt there quietly, without saying a word.

Chen Qian's heart skipped a beat when she heard that Manzi had killed someone, his immediate boss who was a few levels older than him, and this boss was the nephew of his uncle's favorite subordinate.

He could be hurt, that was the first thought that popped into his mind.

After calming down, more questions came flooding in.

Trouble in the army, killing superiors.Such charges...

And when he rushed to the prison full of anxiety, he saw that straight spine even when he was kneeling, and saw the blood-stained eyes with no trace of emotion on his blood-stained face. He was full of blame for the barbarian's reckless impulsivity It just faded away.

He has seen a man who is calm and self-sufficient, a man who is calm and breezy, a man who is doing Tai Chi with him, a man who is sad, a man who is full of ambition, and a man who is disappointed and forbearing.

But I have never seen such a barbarian at this moment.He didn't know how to describe such a savage who knelt down obediently, with an expressionless face but faintly frightening.

According to the law, a few words should be cut, and they are stuck in the throat, unable to spit out no matter what.

"My lord." The subordinate's voice reminded him that he was going to be interrogated.

So what if there is an interrogation, such a mistake coupled with the special status of the deceased will not escape the death penalty even if he is justified.

What should he ask, the reason for killing?Chen Qian's eyes flashed, and he suddenly strengthened the vague thoughts in his heart.Barbarian, he will never kill.

As evidenced by the military law, there are many people who say that he has a way to let him escape this disaster.

The interrogation will still be carried out as usual.

"Why did you kill Wang Baihu? You know, it's a capital offense." He really wanted to know why the normally calm barbarian committed the crime of murder.

why?What should he say, that this man is trying to belittle himself?Said that this person failed again and again in vain attempts to overlord?

If you say that, is it the beast that insulted you, or yourself?

See, even if he had a reason to kill him, there was nothing he could do, just say it openly.

Manzi pursed his lips, but remained silent.

Chen Qian frowned.

Forget it, if he doesn't say anything, he can find out by himself.

It's easy for Wang Baihu to know what he is like.

Chen Qian stared at the three words "good man" in the survey submitted by her subordinates with a livid face, her fingers were tightly clenched and her knuckles were clearly defined.

His eyes were dark, without any emotion.

..................

"What?" Manzi frowned slightly, looking at Chen Qian who had no doubts on his face.

new identity?

"The grassroots don't understand." Manzi finally showed some doubts in his emotionless eyes.

Recognize father?Han Yanqing?

"You should know that Manzi Han is bound to die. No one can prove why you killed him." Even though I could guess, even if I felt that his death deserved more than justification, Chen Qian said silently in her heart.

Manzi knew that although Chen Qian acted arrogantly, he had never committed a problem of principle. He valued rules the most, and the execution of military law could not tolerate any mistakes.It took so much trouble this time, just to let myself escape, even if everyone would know it well?

"My lord, why..." Why did you treat him like this, knowing that such an approach would come true, knowing that doing so would violate the military law, and this person obviously attaches great importance to the rule of law.

"Han Zigao." Chen Qian looked at Manzi's slightly stunned expression, and after a few days of depression, she became more cheerful, "Why, are you satisfied with your new name?"

The half-smile on Chen Qian's face reminded Manzi of the banter on his face when he first heard the name.The playful look on his face made him secretly hate it for a while.

"Zigao?" Manzi pondered carefully, feeling a little stunned for a moment.Chen Qian's skill in naming is not bad, but, he, can he be worthy of this word?

Looking at his appearance, Chen Qian knew what he was thinking.He silently looked at the dazed barbarian without saying a word.

Zi Gao, Zi Xi Gao Jie, how can he not be worthy of him.

He feels that he deserves it, and he can afford it.

Seeing that the person in front of him had recovered from his stupor, he continued: "Han Yanqing, my son Han Zigao was lost in the rebellious army when he was young, and now he has been found, and he recognizes his ancestor and returns to his clan."

Every word and sentence gave him the hope of life, a second life.

Manzi was already prepared to die, and he, who was already hopeless, saw another hope of surviving.To survive, he has always been in this troubled world.Biggest hope.

For the unhappiness that happened with Chen Qian, Manzi expressed his magnanimity to let the past go, his eyes were full of joy, and he blinked for the first time: "Actually, I changed the name that made the adults dissatisfied. That is the purpose of adults."

Chen Qian was really startled by that childish blink.This person is young and mature, but he has a serious look all day long at a young age, so that he sometimes forgets that he is just a child of the middle age.

His purpose?Save his life.

That Wang Baihu, I am afraid that it will cast a shadow on him, it is also his negligence, he has been in a high position for a long time, but he has ignored those complicated and dirty things.Faintly, there was some anger and guilt in his heart that he couldn't explain clearly. He regarded Ah Man as his confidant in his heart, but let this man almost have an accident under his nose. He is thoughtful.Ah Man is beautiful and has a lot of strategy. Such a pearl should not be dusted like this. Chen Qian faintly felt that the young man in front of him would one day shine and become famous all over the world.

From then on, Wu Xing lost a soldier named Han Manzi, and gained a guard of the prefect's mansion named Han Zigao.

☆、Chapter 20

The long sword with a blade as white as frost shone with a cold light, and the wrist holding the sword fluttered, twisting out a very beautiful sword flower.

Han Zigao was stunned for a moment.

This was the first time he saw Chen Qian dancing with a sword. He looked so heroic, he was so handsome and handsome that he had never seen before.

"Why are you standing there in a daze." Chen Qian put her sword back into its sheath, "Didn't I ask you to watch carefully?"

Subconsciously, Han Zigao lowered his head, suddenly embarrassed.

Chen Qian didn't notice his abnormality, she turned around and walked to the weapon rack in the courtyard, watching carefully.

Han Zigao was inexplicably relieved.

Chen Qian weighed the new sword in her hand, and threw it at Han Zigao: "Catch it! Let me have a look."

Han Zigao caught the sword, recalled Chen Qian's movements, held the sword in front of his chest, and moved after a little thought.

Chen Qian looked at it for a while, frowned slightly, turned around and picked among dozens of various swords.

"Stop, that one is too heavy, try this." Then he threw another sword to Han Zigao.

Zigao took a look at the long sword that was a little narrower than the previous sword, and danced a few more sword flowers according to the words. The still jerky movements did not affect the celestial posture of the sword dancer, and the sword pierced the air. There was a crisp sword chant sound.

It always feels wrong, always feels inappropriate.Chen Qian's brows did not open.

Zi Gaowei, who had already changed dozens of swords, was panting heavily, with a look of disappointment on his brows: "I've made you bother, it seems that I'm really not good enough to practice swords."

Chen Qian shook her head lightly, no, Zigao's talent is really good.

Externally, Han Manzi had already been beheaded in accordance with military law, so Chen Qian simply took him back to his residence as his bodyguard.

However, Han Zigao, who was the guard of the prefect, was not very good at martial arts, so Chen Qian taught him personally.

I thought that Zigao had no foundation and it would be difficult to learn, but to Chen Qian's surprise, Zigao's progress is like a god's help. It can't be said that a thousand miles a day, but a hundred miles a day is more than enough.

However, what troubled Chen Qian was that she couldn't find a suitable sword for Zigao.

Either the evil spirit of the sword is too heavy to be worthy of Zi Gao, or the lack of sword intent seems nondescript.

"Papa papa" crisp applause came from the corridor.

The bright and beautiful girl came clapping her hands, with an unknown gleam in her eyes.

"Human Dao's cousin's house has a stunning beauty. My sister, I still don't believe it. When I saw her today, she is indeed stunning." The woman was smiling, and she looked sideways at Han Zigao with a pair of seductive peach blossom eyes.

Han Zigao seemed to have not heard the woman's words, and stood beside him slightly as a sign of respect.

Chen Qian looked at Chen Yan who was smiling all over her face, showing helplessness. "Yan'er, the woman who is about to get married should not run out so diligently."

The woman raised her eyebrows, and waved her hands indifferently: "How can my cousin learn those old customs from time to time." The words were very free and easy.

Chen Qian shook her head helplessly, and said no more, she turned to Zigao and said, "This is my cousin, uncle's favorite little daughter."

Zigao knew about this woman, her prominent status and beautiful face made her the one that many sons from all over the world wanted to marry, and the marriage was finally settled half a year ago, it was Wang Yan, the third son of Wang Sengbian, which attracted many sons to sigh The beauty is no more.

Wang Sengbian, Zigao suddenly remembered the talk with Chen Qian that night, and couldn't help but feel a little dark.

Chen Qian's decision will not be changed easily. If everything goes well, I'm afraid it won't be long... I suddenly feel a little unbearable.

Not wanting to think about it, Zigao bowed to Chen Yan and stood beside him again.

Chen Yan covered her lips and smiled, her eyes flickered, and the corners of her eyes revealed all sorts of amorous feelings.

Zigao squeezed the hand hanging by his side uncomfortably, pretending not to know the scorching gaze that fell on him, but his face became hot involuntarily.Is this young lady from the Chen family different from the girls from the ordinary family?Although there were women looking at his skin in the past, they were shy and dodged eyes from time to time, but today, this gaze was undisguised, hot and never moved away. It was the first time for a woman to be so bright The beautiful woman stared at Zigao's face, which was uncontrollably burning and red.

The woman suddenly laughed out loud, and there was no concealment of the sense of humor in her clear, bell-like voice. "This beauty is a shy beauty. Where did my cousin get such a beauty? It's interesting, really interesting."

Seeing the clear blush on Han Zigao Baiyu's face, Chen Qian felt inexplicably extremely uncomfortable, and unconsciously frowned deeply.

Uncomfortable, astringent and extremely uncomfortable, as if something is stuck in my heart.

☆、Chapter 21

"Han Zigao, good name." Chen Yansu raised her hand slightly, twirling her slender fingers around the hair hanging on her temples, and looked at Zigao standing there motionless with a smile, "I don't know, may I have the honor to look at Mr. Han's sword again?" Law."

Zi Gao turned his gaze to Chen Qian, who nodded.

Zigao clasped his fists together: "It's an honor for a villain."

After speaking, he started to dance with the long sword in his hand.Zigao is taller and thinner than other people of the same age. Although he is not good at swordsmanship, he still seems to be dancing in the air, which is very moving. In an arc, Gao's black hair went around his neck and across Zigao's cheeks, half covering his face, which was more beautiful than a woman's.

"Mr. Han, really, I can't help being jealous even as a woman." Chen Yan said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Don't cousin think that these swords are not worthy of Mr. Han?" Chen Yan looked around, tilting her head and glanced at Han Zigao very charmingly.

Chen Qian's eyes darkened a bit. What Chen Yan said was correct, but she couldn't help but want to sneer.I just saw Ah Man today with such a soft-boned appearance, she doesn't look like a serious woman, it really embarrasses the Chen family!Thinking of this, he couldn't help but vent his anger on Ah Man, this male face is actually a disaster!

"Brother naturally knows that my cousin should pay attention to her words and deeds, and don't discredit the Chen family." The words that blurted out were cold and hard to ignore.

Both Han Zigao and Chen Yan were stunned.

Chen Yan squinted at Chen Qian's sullen face, a smile gradually appeared on her face, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"Cousin, it's really too lenient." The corners of her mouth curled up mockingly, Chen Yan didn't seem to see Chen Qian's thin lips pressed tightly against her anger, "Little sister, I think there is a sword in the treasure house of my house that is extremely powerful." It's suitable for Mr. Han, and I wanted to give it as a gift, but my cousin's attitude seems to not welcome my younger sister."

Han Zigao stood there and wished he could get into the ground. The two brothers and sisters of the Chen family seemed to be a little out of tune at the moment. Why, why did Chen Yan pull out her name?

I really didn't read the almanac when I went out today.

"But..." Chen Yan's eyes fell on Han Zigao again, and Zigao felt a cleverness in his heart, and a bad premonition came to his heart, "Mr. I have really seen what this person should only be in the sky. Since I like Mr. Han, I will naturally give the sword to you." Chen Yan turned and left on her own.

"Tomorrow, I will send someone to deliver the sword to my cousin's house." The clear voice of the woman who had disappeared into the corner of the corridor still echoed in the courtyard.

There was an eerie silence in the courtyard.

So, just now, was he...molested...?

Since I like Mr. Han.

I like Mr. Han.

joy? !

Han Zigao tried his best to resist the urge to sigh.

This Chen Yan really opened her eyes.

His eyes darkened, Zigao raised his head, but Chen Qian was already standing in front of him.

"My cousin is already married, so don't have any extravagant thoughts." After leaving this sentence, he left without looking back.

The footsteps of leaving... Zigao always felt that he saw a trace of panic.

Of course, I just felt it, but the anger on Chen Qian's body was obvious.

The inexplicably bold and unrestrained Miss Chen, and the inexplicably angry prefect Chen Qian.

Simply, inexplicably.

Zigao didn't think about it, but focused on practicing the sword again. Only with the sword in hand, with the ability to protect himself and destroy the enemy, can he stand apart from the heroes and survive in this world.

Now that he has become the guard of the prefect's mansion, he must make himself worthy of this position in order to repay Chen Qian's kindness and life-saving grace.

...................

The wooden brocade box is heavy in the palm, exuding a faint resinous smell. The red satin inside the brocade box is of excellent texture, setting off the moonlight-colored sword lying quietly in the brocade box.The sword body is extremely light and soft, and it curls up in an incredible arc in the brocade box. At first glance, it looks like a very high-quality white jade belt. When you look carefully, you can see a faint cold light on both sides of the jade belt-shaped sword body. A very shallow blade mark in the middle goes around the entire sword body, the color is slightly heavier, it is a dark milky color.

Chen Qian's eyes were dark. This sword, named Renyue, was exactly what Chen Yan begged for from her uncle when she was 15 years old.

She actually wants to give this sword to Ah Man? !

Could it be that Yan'er really moved her son-daughter love towards Ah Man?

What nonsense! !His right hand had already clenched his fist and slammed it heavily on the table, causing the teacup on the table to jump twice, and the cup and the cup made harsh cries.

"Husband!" The gentle woman who had just entered the room parted her red lips in amazement, and hurriedly paced over, with her frail and boneless hands gently resting on Chen Qian's chest, "What's wrong with my husband? What is it that makes my husband so angry? "

The hand that smelled of incense caressed Chen Qian's chest again and again, but it didn't dissipate the sullenness much.

"It's all right." Chen Qian turned slightly sideways, "The incense Miaorong used today smells very strange, it's better not to use it in the future."

A trace of injury flashed in Shen Miaorong's eyes, this incense was exactly what her husband praised two days ago, but today why...

She suppressed the bitterness in her heart, and showed a calm and elegant smile: "Husband, it will be Yao'er's third birthday in a few days. Husband is busy with political affairs, and has not taught Yao'er for a few days. Yao'er misses her husband very much." .”

Yao'er, it's true that I haven't seen him for a few days: "Yeah. Yao'er's birthday, you can take care of it. I have nothing to do today. I'll go and see Yao'er."

"Father." Chen Bozong, who was like a dumpling, was surprised and flustered when he saw his father.

Chen Qian asked about the enlightenment schoolwork and life, gave a few words of instruction, and left.

Seeing the brocade box in the room, it was an eyesore, so he directly ordered someone to give it to Han Zigao, out of sight, out of mind.I was a little unhappy in my heart, I always thought that I was conniving Yan'er to play around like this, but if she returned it to Yan'er, with her temperament, I don't know what kind of moth would happen.

Unexpectedly, he simply raised his sword and found a secluded place to dance a few swords, and punched a few times, sweating all over before giving up.

"Ding Ling..." The crisp sound of sword chant came from the left, and Chen Qian, who was about to go back, stopped, but when she turned around, it was the sound from the courtyard on the left.An unknown thought in her heart urged Chen Qian to jump to the tree trunk beside her, and looked down obliquely.

It was Zigao who practiced sword.

The blade moon in his hand perfectly coordinated with Zigao's movements, making it a seamless one.In just one day, Zigao has practiced this set of swordsmanship to perfection, and Renyue dances beside Zigao with sword energy, soft but firm, firm but soft.

Chen Qian had to admit that this blade moon really belonged to Zigao.

Chen Qian jumped off the tree and went back to the room.

☆、Chapter 22

The oil lamp on the bronze plate is bright and dark in the room.

Shen Miaorong helped Chen Qian take off her outer robe and inner garment, and after Chen Qian stepped into a steaming tub, she retreated out, took another set of newly washed inner garments that smelled like soap locust and put them on gently. On a copper hanger not far from the tub.

After Chen Qian put on her underwear and turned out from behind the screen with her long wet hair, Shen Miaorong sent her servants to carry the tub out and wipe the floor.

A few sticks of thick white wax were added to the room, illuminating the bed in front of Chen Qian's window as if it were daytime.

Chen Qian flipped through the book in her hand, waiting for her wife to dry her hair behind her.

On weekdays, Chen Qian would read a book for a while before going to bed, but today she held this book in her hand but couldn't read it for a while.Chen Qian put the book on the table, put one hand on the bridge of her nose and rubbed her temples.

Seeing this, Shen Miaorong hurriedly put the white scarf on one side, and stretched out her white and slender jade hands to gently knead Chen Qian's temples. "Is Xianggong tired?" The soft voice was full of affection.

"No problem." Chen Qian grabbed Shen Miaorong's hand, "Just twist my hair for me."

"Yes, Master." Shen Miaorong continued to twist her half-dried hair, while Chen Qian simply raised her head and closed her eyes to rest.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the scene of Bairi Hanzigao dancing with his sword involuntarily appeared in his mind, and he suddenly realized that a few months had passed, and this person was a little more stable and heroic than the first time he saw him, and he was about to reach the crown , but they are about to start a family.

Yan'er came here looking for him yesterday. Chen Qian knew that Han Zigao's appearance was indeed worthy of a country's beauty, but she never thought about the uproar caused by this man's reputation in Wuxing City. Today, she sent someone to I went to inquire, only to find out that he has become the dream lover of Wu Xingcheng's girl who is waiting to marry.

It seems that not long ago, this name belonged to him.

As for this person's marriage, do I want to help Zhang Luo Zhang Luo...

With her eyes closed, Chen Qian didn't know that her brows were almost knit together.

Subconsciously, I don't want to think about it.Thoughts turned to Chen Yan again.

Yanmei's undisguised gaze, Han Zigao's blushing cheeks...

"Miao Rong." Chen Qian opened her eyes, "You go to Yan'er's place to talk to her some other day, the girl who is about to get married is not old or young, she doesn't shy away, she doesn't look like a daughter's house, You should also do your sister-in-law’s duty.”

"Miaorong has written it down, the gentleman has the power and is at ease." He said and put away the white scarf, "The hair is dry, do you want a concubine to serve you?"

Chen Qian waved her hand: "I'm tired today, go and rest."

"Yes, my husband had a rest earlier, and the concubine has retired." After speaking, he turned into the side room on the right side separated by a bead curtain.

They have been married for nearly eight years, and the couple who have been married for eight years are not qualified to sleep by his side.

Shen Miaorong went from being sad and confused at the beginning to getting used to it later on, but every time when the night was quiet and she couldn't fall asleep, she still couldn't hold back her nose when she could vaguely hear Chen Qian's even breathing through a bead curtain and a wall. Sour.

She has already learned to comfort herself, at least, she can still lie in the side room separated from him by a wall from time to time, while the other concubines are not even qualified for this.

There was a very shallow smile on the corner of Shen Miaorong's mouth, and she gradually fell asleep.

..................

This is a steep mountain road with dangerous peaks and jagged rocks. Chen Qian rode his horse and walked slowly. There was a person walking in front of him, who was holding the horse under him.Chen Qian wanted to see the man's appearance clearly, but she couldn't.

The mountain road became steeper and steeper, and the horse stopped, as if he was in awe of the dangerous road.Chen Qian felt that she should come down. He held the rein in his hand, stepped on the stirrup with his left foot, and lifted up his right body, suddenly feeling that his whole body was light.

The horse seemed to slip under its feet, neighed and the whole body of the horse leaned to one side. Chen Qian was unsteady, swayed twice on the horse and fell straight down. Chen Qian was shocked, My own riding skills are good, but my whole body is limp and I just can't exert my strength, and I let myself fall helplessly, but there is nothing I can do.

The man who led the horse moved, and rushed straight over, grabbing Chen Qian who was about to fall headfirst onto the rocks.