I really dare not mess with the Queen Mother

Qin Zhao was panicked, she felt that she was incapable of defeating a young master of the Liao Kingdom who had experienced many battles.

However, His Royal Highness, the young master, seemed to be looking forward to the contest with her. He had already taken a knife from the servant, and then wanted another one, making a gesture of throwing the knife to Qin Zhao.

When the knife was about to be thrown, Qin Zhao raised his arm in a panic to block it.

The next moment, it was Gu Junran who took the knife, easily grasped the handle of the knife in his hand, and even pointed the tip of the knife at the opponent very proudly.

"I'll compete with you." Gu Junran took a step forward and stood in front of Qin Zhao.

Qin Zhao could only see her back from behind, her soft hair was scattered under her shoulders, her waist was soft but her figure was straight.

Qin Zhao swallowed unconsciously, coughed lightly, "Farewell."

Gu Junran didn't respond, she tugged on the sleeve of Gu Junran's elbow again, and said, "Stop beating, let me do it, I actually..."

Gu Junran turned sideways slightly, with firm yet soft eyes, and said in a gentle voice: "It's okay, you go to the stone bench and sit obediently, it will be fine soon."

"I..." Gu Junran's words reassured her a lot, but she was still not sure about Gu Junran's kung fu.

She used to only know that Gu Junran was excellent at piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, bowing, riding and shooting, but when it came to the competition of real swords and guns, she was still flustered.

Instead of doing this, it's better to compete by yourself, even if you get beaten up, it's okay, Gu Junran's own brother, is it possible that he really wants to beat her to death and make her sister a widow?

Thinking of this, Qin Zhao finally took a step forward and said, "Since he wants to compete with me, then don't bother Madam, give me the knife."

Gu Junran's eyes paused, and he glanced at her, but he didn't hand over the knife.

Qin Zhao smiled and said, "My lady, give me the knife."

"No." Gu Junran resolutely refused.

"Okay, okay! I'm really annoying, chattering endlessly!" The Young Master of Liao Kingdom naturally doubted Qin Zhao's martial arts. He looked like a little boy with red lips and white teeth. He suspected that his sister had taken a fancy to this little boy's face, but he was actually just an idiot...

It was because of this idea that he felt that his precious girl had suffered a disadvantage, and wanted to take the opportunity to teach her a lesson.

However, Gu Junran took the initiative to help the little boy in the competition, so why couldn't he see the intention?This is not a problem of short-term protection, but an elbow turning outward!

Ugh!

He sighed, and finally threw the knife: "Forget it, I can't beat you..."

What he said was aggrieved, but it was also true. Even though his kung fu was taught by a famous teacher, it was always inferior to Gu Junran's.

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Qin Zhao complainingly, and said, "Brother-in-law, this time, you got a big deal."

When Qin Zhao saw the crisis was resolved, he naturally relaxed a lot, and said with a smile, "Huh? What?"

"Isn't it a great deal for the number one beauty in the Liao Kingdom to be married to you?"

After he finished speaking, he looked rather remorseful.

Qin Zhao coughed lightly, and said, "That's right, when it comes to luck, especially the luck in marriage, I dare to believe that it is the best in the world, otherwise how could you marry such a good-looking and excellent wife?"

"It's good that you know!" The man snorted coldly, still a little angry, but he was helpless.

Qin Zhao smiled, then turned to look at Gu Junran, and Gu Junran also seemed a little uncomfortable at the moment.

Qin Zhao winked at her, and Gu Junran gave her an angry look.

Qin Zhao looked at her with a smirk, and walked over to hold her hand.

Gu Junran held her hand back, and then scratched her palm with his index finger. Qin Zhao felt that his bones were brittle.

Showing affection in front of the father-in-law is really an irresistible stimulus.

After the father-in-law and uncle came, the mansion became more lively. Originally, apart from Qin Zhao and Gu Junran, there were a bunch of mysterious servants who didn’t know their occupations before. Qin Zhao always avoided these people. Yuan Zhi's attitude, after all, whose family's servants are top-notch, can fly directly to the tree to dig out the bird's nest...

It's really terrifying, but the old man is different. The old man insists that her kung fu and character are first-class, maybe there is a filter for her, and after many days of getting along, the uncle's attitude towards her has gradually changed. Get better, of course, it doesn't rule out that she will give him the naughty painting book that she secretly hides under the bed.

But the uncle still likes to tease her at every turn, and she will also tease her back, so the father-in-law and Gu Junran would helplessly watch them quarrel every day, and the life in the house began to become lively.

On the night of the New Year's Eve, a table of dishes was set up in the house. After setting off the firecrackers, Qin Zhao and his uncle went back to the lobby to eat, with the sound of crackling firecrackers all around their ears.

On the dinner table, there was a small bowl in front of everyone, and there were dumplings in each small bowl. The dumplings were not small in size, their belly was bulging like a silver ingot, and they were filled with meat stuffing.

Qin Zhao took a bite, and the gravy was so fragrant that it smelled so good that people could swallow their tongues.

She devoured her food, and my uncle devoured it too. The father-in-law seemed to have a poor appetite, so he stopped chopsticks after eating a few.

Only Gu Junran, who has excellent eating etiquette, holds the chopsticks with his slender and fair fingers, brings the dumplings to his mouth, chews slowly, savors carefully...

What is self-cultivation and what is nobility?

This is noble cultivation.

Qin Zhao suddenly felt that admiring beauties eating is also an excellent visual enjoyment.

If possible, she would like to guard Gu Junran for the rest of her life.

Gu Junran seemed to have noticed something, the movement of his hands paused for a while, then he looked up, and put the small bowl in his hand back to the table.

Qin Zhao was suddenly a little embarrassed, the corners of her mouth were raised at this moment, and she looked at Gu Junran with a nympho expression, unconsciously looking stupid.

Gu Junran glanced over to her, with a smile on his brows and eyes: "What are you looking at?"

Qin Zhao shook his head subconsciously: "No... I didn't see anything!"

She didn't seem to want to make a big fuss here, she chuckled and said nothing, and continued to savor the pork stuffed dumplings.

Uncle said straight to the point: "Sister, this kid is dishonest when he eats, so he just stared at you! It's as if he didn't look at you for fear that you would run away!"

Qin Zhao glared at him, "How could I!"

"Oh! How dare you say no! Do you think my Highness is blind?"

"The eyes are on your face, how do I know if you are blind or not!"

"Qin Zhao, are you getting fatter, huh? Do you want to go out and fight?"

"Wow, old man, you say that like I'm afraid of you, you really are not a gentleman!!"

"You, you, you! Qin Zhao! You... have gone too far!"

The old man happily watched the two quarreling, but his mood improved a lot. After the New Year's Eve dinner, the old man suddenly wanted to call Gu Junran out for a walk.

Qin Zhao blinked, looked at the old man, and then at Gu Junran.

The old man smiled helplessly: "Just talk for a while, do you need to be on guard against the old man?"

Qin Zhao quickly yelled that he was wronged, and immediately patted Gu Junran's hand lightly, and said: "Be careful of catching a cold."

He also ordered the maidservant to bring Gu Junran the cloak before releasing him.

Gu Junran followed King Liao to the open space in the back garden, the bright moon hung high above his head, the moonlight scattered on the ground through the branches, and the ground was intertwined with light and dark.

Today is the New Year's Eve, except for those who must be on duty, all the servants in the house have been rewarded with a New Year's Eve dinner, and most of them are celebrating the arrival of the New Year by drinking and eating meat.

The King of Liao stood with his hands behind his back, and said to Gu Junran, "I'm going back tomorrow as a father."

Gu Junran said softly: "Yes."

The King of Liao thought that Gu Junran would say something to stay, but when he thought of this, he couldn't help laughing, his daughter had always been indifferent, and she couldn't say anything innocuous.

"I came here this time mainly to meet Qin Zhao. I am satisfied with this child. He has a good character and is good to you." Not happy, I only realized in the past few days that it seems good for you and Qin Zhao to live a comfortable life like this."

Gu Junran paused in his heart, and said in a muffled voice, "My daughter is not filial."

"It's nothing. The marriage between you and Qin Zhao is a good turning point for Liao Wei. Those old stubborn people were still quite critical, but after the marriage was completed, Emperor Wei let go of Liao Wei's trade. It can be seen that Hui Chuan, Quite far-sighted. Both public and private are good."

Gu Junran was silent for a while, and then said: "The people are suffering from wars, and if the two countries have a good relationship, it will be considered a merit."

The old Liao king chuckled a few times, and said, "I'm curious, what kind of ecstasy soup did this Qin Zhao pour into you, and how did my daughter, who had volunteered to come to Wei to do some fine work and aspires to rule the world in Daliao, become a daughter? Bodhisattva heart?"

Gu Junran's expression was a little unnatural. When she thought of Qin Zhao, she wrapped the cloak tightly around her body, as if the wind was really strong.

The king of Liao was even happier when he saw this, and then sighed: "You are right to think so. The people live a good life, live and work in peace and contentment, and self-cultivation is the way to be a king. Your brother didn't understand it before, and neither do you. Now You are still ahead of your brother."

Gu Junran had a bit of compassion in his eyes, and said: "The people are fighting hard, and the two countries can coexist, which is naturally good."

King Liao smiled: "I will do my best in my lifetime."

After the king of Liao finished speaking, he changed the subject again.

"I'm going to report in detail that the king of Qi will die due to illness. I think you already know about it. It's a pity that he stained the court with blood. He managed to get the throne with great difficulty. After all, he still couldn't escape his life." He paused and asked again Said: "Qin Zhao is the prince of the Qi Kingdom, if you want to stay with her forever, it seems..."

Gu Junran was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head. At this time, the bright moon was in the sky, and there was only a bright moon in the darkness of the sky, and there were no stars.

She lowered her head and looked at her soft white embroidered shoes by the moonlight. Qin Zhao asked someone to make them for her. He said that the shoes she wore before were uncomfortable, so she specially trained silk and satin, found a shop, and asked someone to make them for her. , and presented it to her like a treasure.

King Liao sighed and said, "If my estimation is correct, Qi State will definitely send people to look for it, and I'm afraid it will be up to you then."

Gu Junran looked at the upper of the shoe for a while, bit her lip, and said, "If she really wants to go back, then I have nothing to say."

King Liao thought for a moment, then said, "If Qin Zhao went to Qi, would you go with Qin Zhao, or go back to the grassland?"

In a blink of an eye, Gu Junran's eyes were full of determination, and she said in a deep voice, "She will definitely not leave."

The author has something to say: I saw some comments about the modern fanfare, the fanfare has already been conceived~