Drunk King and Minister

"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 welled up in his heart, "Mr. Han really suits my heart, let me really see it today What is this person should only be in the sky. Since I like Mr. Han, the sword, I will naturally give it 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... being 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.