Biganchun

Deep courtyard.

Half a courtyard apart, Qingcheng and Zhan Zhao faced each other silently.

Her eyes were calm, and she stared into the distance like yesterday; but at this moment, his usual calmness was replaced by seven parts of anxiety and three parts of confusion.

The sound of footsteps outside the courtyard staggered and overlapped, as if they were gradually approaching.Qingcheng suddenly rushed to Zhan Zhao's side, and seized his veins.

She touched Zhan Zhao's pulse lightly with her fingers, and when she felt it, she frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Let's go in and talk about it."

Zhan Zhao only felt a ray of cold internal force coming from her fingers, and with a little help from his internal energy, he swept into the room with her.

After a quick glance just now, Zhan Zhao only felt that the outer courtyard was sparsely populated with flowers and trees, and the artistic conception was deep.Now that he entered the house, he saw that the furnishings and decorations in the room are all very exquisite, not only does not lose the usual rich and noble atmosphere of the palace, but it is also quite delicate and elegant.

It is not difficult to see that the King of Xiangyang has indeed done his best for Qingcheng.

Zhan Zhao sighed softly in his heart, perhaps the King of Xiangyang didn't know about it, no matter whether it was a golden house and a jade house, or whether it was rich and honorable, this ethereal and lonely bird, I'm afraid no one in this world could catch up, keep it, or tie it down.

There is a small niche in the house, which is dedicated to Guanyin in white clothes.Qingcheng and Zhan Zhao stopped in front of the altar, let go of Zhan Zhao's hand, and took out a small jade bottle from his bosom.She opened the jade plug and poured out a pill the size of a sycamore seed from the bottle.

The color of the pill was like cinnabar, and it trembled slightly in her palm, exuding a faint musky smell.

"The one in you is Yipintang's Fengmasan. When you see blood entering your body, the medicinal power has invaded your meridians at this moment. This Fengmasan is not poison, so there is no medicine in the world that can cure it. Although this Jiangxue Dan cannot directly eliminate it The medicinal power of Resisting Fengmasan can help you carry out blood circulation and force back its paralyzing effect."

She raised her eyes to meet his gaze: "Whether you accept it or not, it's up to you to decide."

Zhan Zhao looked down into the depths of her eyes, but she avoided him.He turned slightly, took the crimson snow pill from her palm with his right hand, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it with his head up.Immediately, he sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the altar, took off the Zhanlu sword and put it beside him, and practiced with his eyes closed.

Seeing that Zhan Zhao put his life and Zhan Lu sword in front of him without hesitation, Qing Cheng was inexplicably disturbed.She Ren Zhanzhao meditated, pushed open the door, and walked out quietly.

After a long time, Zhan Zhao performed nine revolutions, and the medicinal power of Fengma Powder faded away.When he opened his eyes, he felt his heart was clear and his strength gradually recovered.

He looked around the room and saw a vermilion lacquer dressing table a few steps away.Qingcheng had already returned to the house at some point, and was sitting on the embroidered pier in front of the dressing table, thinking, seemingly unaware that Zhan Zhao's eyes were fixed on her.

I saw her slowly take off the jade hairpin, and any hair cascaded down like a waterfall, covering her whole body with jet black and soft luster.The blue hair was winding, but she didn't close it, but her eyes were hazy, she passed the face in the bronze mirror, and she didn't know where she was drifting.

After a while, she withdrew her gaze, raised her slender arms slightly, and dressed in front of the mirror.

Wu Si tactfully slid between her fingers, silently mourning the passing time.

There seems to be hatred, but no one saves it.

She twisted her hands gently and skillfully, and after a while, her black hair was tied into a bun on the back of her head. Although her attire had not been changed, all her frailty and fragility turned into a sassy aura in an instant, which was unbelievable.

Her figure is still pitifully slender, but her demeanor is full of glory and strength, and the resolute determination on the face between her brows reveals her innate charisma, which makes any man in the world heartbroken.

Zhan Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly asked, "Miss Qingcheng, are you a Uighur descendant?"

This question broke the silence in the room.Qingcheng trembled slightly, turned around and glanced at where Zhan Zhao was sitting, but did not answer.

Zhan Zhao continued: "If Zhan's memory is correct, that day when the girl worshiped her ancestors in Fengxian Temple, she wore this Uighur bun on her hair, and the clothes on her body were also in the style of Hu Fu."

Qingcheng got up slowly, and turned to Zhan Zhao: "If I were you, in such a situation, instead of having time to think about other people's clothes, I might as well think about it for myself first."

Zhan Zhao smiled slightly, picked up the Zhanlu sword with a wave, stood up from the futon, clasped his fists and said, "Jiangxue Pill is as powerful as a god, the kindness of saving the girl, Zhan will always be in my heart."

Seeing that Zhan Zhao had forced back Fengmasan's remaining strength so quickly, Qingcheng secretly praised in his heart, but said indifferently: "Master Zhan's internal strength is indeed admirable! However, with Master Zhan's skill, he can also Such a mess shows that the world is changing, which is really unexpected."

Zhan Zhao's eyes were thoughtful, and he stopped on Qing Cheng's face: "I'm afraid it's not unexpected for the girl that Zhan took a risk tonight?"

Qingcheng bit her cherry lips lightly, but did not hesitate: "That's right, I'm not surprised that you came here tonight. It's just that I didn't expect you to come so early."

Zhan Zhao smiled faintly: "Perhaps it's just because Zhan didn't ask the girl for advice on this trip last night in the Tianxiang Pavilion... The girl told Zhan where the prisoner's place is, I'm afraid most of it was to lure us to rush into the house to save people tonight." , to contain the guards of the palace, so that the girl has other plans."

Qingcheng did not deny it, and glanced at Zhan Zhao lightly, and saw that his left sleeve was dark red and moist, and the bleeding had not yet stopped.With a flick of her hand, with the sound of tearing the silk, she has torn off a piece of plain brocade on the skirt.

She threw Su Jin in front of Zhan Zhao: "I just didn't expect that you missed it."

Zhan Zhao raised his right hand, took Su Jin, and wrapped it around the wound on his left arm.Although it is wounded with one hand, it is still extremely proficient.This situation has indeed happened to him too many times.

"The person I saved was hit by the mind-stimulating technique. I was accidentally injured by the dagger in their hands, and that's why I got this Fengmasan."

Just now, the dangerous situation in the prison cell can be described as a moment of life and death, but Zhan Zhao is talking about it now, but it is just as usual.

"Stay on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit—this move of the King of Xiangyang is not unusual, but it is powerful."

Qingcheng didn't answer, but just meditated silently, muttering: "...wait for the rabbit...they treat me like this..."

She immediately shook her head, driving away the faint fear and anxiety from the bottom of her heart.

The fallen flower leaves the tree, one life is fixed, what is there to die when it turns into mud?

Thinking of this, she suddenly looked at Zhan Zhao: "Have you recovered your skill now?"

Zhan Zhao met her gaze: "Not bad."

Qingcheng nodded and said: "You just said you wanted to repay me, but did you mean it?"

Zhan Zhao said in a deep voice, "If you have any orders, Miss, it's fine."

Qingcheng walked slowly to Zhan Zhao's side, and the distance between them suddenly became much closer.

Qingcheng said word by word: "I want you to accompany me to a place tonight."

Her words were extremely serious, and Zhan Zhao's heart trembled slightly: "Please tell me clearly, Miss."

Qingcheng looked down at the wound on Zhan Zhao's left arm.His blood soaked her Sujin slightly, no matter how difficult it is to fade away, just like the fate of the two of them gradually blending.

Forget it, it's up to you, knowing that you are not a companion, and you are in a hurry and accompany you.

She lowered her eyes and turned around. The answer had been brewing for a long time, and she no longer hesitated: "Crossing the sky."

Zhan Zhao couldn't help being moved: "Sky Tower?"

Qingcheng looked back at Zhan Zhao: "That's right. There's what I'm looking for..." After a pause, he added: "I'm afraid...there is also what you're looking for."

Although she is young, her mind is extremely alert.She saw that Zhan Zhao's whereabouts were secretive, spying on the palace last night, and coming to rescue people tonight, it must have something to do with the secrets of the palace.At this moment, Zhanzhao is invited to explore the Sky Tower with him, and if he makes this point clear, he will definitely not refuse.

Zhan Zhao was silent for a moment.

Qingcheng said again: "Chongxiaolou is an extremely dangerous place. If you don't go, I won't blame you."

But Zhan Zhao's face remained unchanged, and this plan seemed to have come to nothing.

Qingcheng Fang wanted to speak again, but was interrupted by Zhan Zhao's deep voice: "Why does the girl have to go with a certain Zhan?"

Qingcheng was silent for a while, then bowed his head and said: "It's just because I want you to help me. If I encounter an enemy, maybe you can save my life."

Zhan Zhao raised his brows slightly, his eyes full of confusion: "Since Zhan met a girl, she has always acted with confidence and taken responsibility on her own, but why is she so cautious tonight?"

Qingcheng lowered her eyebrows for a long time, and said quietly: "Just because...my life...can't be ruined in this Xiangyang Palace tonight..."

Zhan Zhao's heart tightened, he pondered Qing Cheng's words carefully, but he didn't press on.

Qingcheng glanced at the window on the dressing table, as if she was no longer patient. "Are you going or not?"

Zhan Zhao suddenly smiled, as if he had made up his mind.He turned his gaze and saw that Qingcheng had no weapon on him, and asked, "If you go to the Sky Tower, why don't you bring Chunjun with you?"

Qingcheng replied: "When I entered the mansion today, I didn't bring Chunjun with me... Chunjun is a sacred object of my master's sect. If it falls into the hands of others accidentally, I will die."

Zhan Zhao looked around the room: "Miss Aman must not have been brought into the mansion by you?"

Qingcheng nodded and said: "How could I let her get involved in such a dangerous place?"

Seeing her careful arrangements, Zhan Zhao asked, "Where's the servant girl serving here?"

"Just now, I sealed that woman's acupuncture points and temporarily hid her in the wing room. The other maids in this courtyard... are already fast asleep by now."

A smile spread from Zhan Zhao's lips to his eyes: "I'm afraid it's like those guests in Tianxiang Pavilion?" He could guess at the way she usually dealt with the ministers under her skirt.

Qingcheng couldn't help but smile lightly.There is no need to ask further, she knows that Zhan Zhao has agreed to go with her.

Seeing Qingcheng's face blooming for the first time, he was relieved, and Zhan Zhao felt relieved.Although the dangerous murderous intent is still imminent, it seems to be hanging far away at this moment.

Qingcheng withdrew her smile, and said seriously: "Chongxiao Tower has many organs, no more than the other places. If you die there, don't blame me if you become a ghost."

Zhan Zhao said: "Tiger Cave and Longtan are planning to visit."

Qingcheng said again: "Xixia Yipintang has been around Zhao Jue for a long time. Their swords are fast and poisonous, and their heresy skills are even more extraordinary."

Zhan Zhao nodded and said, "Besides Mind-Calming Technique and Fengma Powder, if there are other methods, Zhan would like to learn them one by one."

Qingcheng's eyes flashed, and he squinted at Zhan Zhao: "I only hope that Mr. Zhan can still remember the eloquent words at this moment when we are in the Sky Tower."

Zhan Zhao smiled and said, "Even if he forgot what he said at this moment, Zhan will never forget to protect the girl well."

This faint sentence is like a stone falling into a deep pool.Qingcheng half-closed her eyebrows, and waved a wave of hesitation, which was difficult to solve.

Zhan Zhao suddenly asked, "Does the King of Xiangyang have doubts about your entry into the mansion?"

Qingcheng shook her head and said: "He acts unpredictable, whether he has doubts about me, but I can't see through."

"He tried his best to bring you into the palace, but why didn't he come here tonight?" This question was quite embarrassing, but it had to be asked.

Qingcheng's twin dimples frowned slightly: "The rules in Chu land. Concubine Ji is not allowed to go to bed on the first day of entry, but to wait in the wife's room to maintain order in the house. After I entered the mansion today, Runfu came to tell me that the concubine Zhengfei of Xiangyang Wang has passed away. After more than 20 years of death, although Zhao Jue has not remarried, he has always followed this custom every time he accepts a new concubine. Na Runfu said that Zhao Jue is still resting in his bedroom tonight."

Zhan Zhao nodded and said, "So that's the case. If he came here tonight, the situation in the mansion might be different at this time."

Qingcheng smiled coldly: "He can just enjoy himself for a while longer... The time limit has come, no one can save him!"

Zhan Zhao's heart shuddered.But with just a few words, the hatred in her heart was fully revealed.With her martial arts and wit, if she hadn't been worried about something extremely important in her heart, she would have already attacked Zhao Jue.There must be many hidden past events, but he can't guess it for a while.

He walked to the dressing table and watched the fine sand in the clepsydra flow down to the bottom of the pot without stopping, ups and downs.Zhanlu in the palm seemed to sense the hidden worries in his heart, and trembled slightly in the sheath.

"At this moment, the palace is heavily guarded, how can we enter the Sky Tower?"

Qingcheng is no longer by his side.There was a rustling sound in the bedroom.She seems to be changing clothes.

"The arrangement of the guards in the palace is all due to the sound transmitted by the silver bell. The ring tone has slowed down just now. They must have decided that you escaped from the palace without saving people, so they withdrew their heavy defenses."

Zhan Zhao turned around, just in time to see Qing Cheng coming out of the bedroom, already changed into the same royal guard uniform as Zhan Zhao, presumably she had prepared it early in the morning.

The peerless dancer in the Tianxiang Building, who turned all living beings upside down, has shed all her neon clothes and feathers at this moment, her whole body is generous and calm, revealing Xiao Xiao's determination to kill, but she is becoming more and more glamorous.

Even Zhan Zhao couldn't help being in a trance for a moment.He never remembered seeing such a woman who stood side by side with him, fighting against each other, with a brave and graceful body, showing no sign of weakness.

What was God's arrangement for meeting her?

Qingcheng didn't notice Zhan Zhao's thoughts in an instant: "The art of war is like things in the world, and it pays attention to changes. It can attack those who are unprepared, or surprise them. You have disrupted the situation tonight, and they must not have imagined that we will make a comeback when the sky is not clear. "

Zhan Zhao shook his head slowly: "If it was really unprepared just now, you and I wouldn't be talking here now. Even if they set up such a dangerous plan in the prison cell, they are naturally more thoughtful about rushing to the tower, and they have set it up long ago." Revolt."

Qingcheng suddenly looked up at Zhan Zhao: "Are you scared?"

Zhan Zhao smiled slightly: "Since we are going sooner or later, the girl is in a good mood tonight, so Zhan will naturally accompany her to the end."

Qingcheng said slowly: "So, Qingcheng is very grateful to Mr. Zhan."

Although the voice of this thank you was low, it was honest and trustworthy, and this was the first time Zhan Zhao had seen her since they met.

Zhan Zhao thought for a moment, then said: "The palace is stretched with rooms and the guards are connected, it seems like Fuxi gossips. The two of us must not disturb the guards, we have to make a proper plan here."

Qingcheng said: "No matter how brilliant the formation is, there will always be omissions. The formation of the palace guards is arranged according to the stars, and it changes every day. It rotates on the 28th. Tonight's formation belongs to the heart, the most tight on the outside and loose on the inside. And every two shifts, when the bells and drums are first exchanged, is the moment when the defenses around the Chongxiaolou are the most relaxed."

Zhan Zhao nodded, knowing that this must be what she knew when she visited the palace these days, so she understood why Qingcheng signaled to King Xiangyang in Tianxiang Tower last night.

His eyes returned to the dressing table.The sand in the hourglass is like snow, flowing silently like silk thread.The dead are like gentlemen, and the feelings in the bottom of my heart are like this.

"When are you leaving?"

Qingcheng walked to Zhan Zhao's side, and turned his eyes to each other.

Eyebrows are as light as clouds, eyelashes are like butterfly wings, candlelight is smudged, and the mood is drawn.

"Four more."

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