Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

Autumn hadn't completely passed yet, and a particularly absurd and unimaginable thing happened in Shengjing.

The new emperor Zhao Yong offered the head of the only concubine of the royal family to calm General Shen's anger.

The general of Zhen Guo arrived at the palace and the matter has not yet been discussed in detail. The new emperor held the bloody head of the imperial sister and humbly begged the general for forgiveness.

The king's attitude fell to this point, which caused the subjects to discuss it.

Some people say that the new emperor lost his imperial dignity.

Some people also said that the Shen family was domineering, how big a deal could force His Majesty to chop off Princess Jinrong's head?

Others said, the princess should die.

General Chi is fighting the enemy bravely and defending the country. The princess, as a direct descendant of the royal family, does not behave like a princess.

It's a mess to say the least.

It's a pity that Miss Shen's health is not good, and she suffered an indiscriminate disaster.

The common people discussed a few words after tea and dinner, and they always felt that the sky above their heads was about to change—the Zhao family has become like this, so the second emperor star still hasn't come out yet?

Zhao Yong is no better than Zhao Qian. When the first emperor was in power, the black-robed guards in his hands made people terrified, and they had to be careful when talking in their sleep at night.

The first emperor died suddenly, and Zhao Yong, who was the prince, was pushed to that position. At first, he made up his mind to be a good emperor, at least to win the hearts of the people, and not to let the Zhao family's country die in his hands.

As soon as he succeeded to the throne, he withdrew the knives hanging from the heads of his subjects, and only used the black-robed guards as dark guards.

Without the 'knife' to deter, Zhao Rong's death caused many different voices from the people.

In Xiuchun Bieyuan, the autumn sun floods the courtyard, and the leaves fall all over the ground golden.

Qinghe still couldn't go to the ground, she was extremely weak, she caught wind and cold yesterday, and didn't rest until late at night.

She was so weak that Xue Ling didn't dare to pester her to tinker with 'interesting medicine' when she was not well-raised, so she turned around and made a cup of tea and stuffed it into her palm: "Zhao's father and son are more useless than each other."

She knows how useless Zhao Qian is.

If Zhao Qian is not useless, how can he drive himself crazy?

However, Zhao Yong's uselessness is even higher than that of Zhao Qian.

The scent of the tea is fragrant, Qing He lowered his head and sniffed lightly, with a smile on his face, he spoke with little strength, and his voice was soft and lingering: "Words are worthless, who can say that this method of retreating to advance is not good?

"Death of Zhao Rong, who failed to accomplish anything but failed to do so, Your Majesty begged to silence the Shen family. Listen, the subjects don't know what to say about the Shen family."

After her words fell, Xue Ling regretted secretly, regretting that she shouldn't have provoked her with this matter.

She lamented that it was not good for this person to be too smart, too smart, and she was more willing to rely on that smartness in everything - thinking too much, worrying too much, how could she rest well?

"It's not necessarily that Zhao Yong came up with this trick of 'destroying relatives with justice'." Qing He sipped tea, "Sister Ling, tell me about [Longmen] and [Taomen]?"

[Dragon Gate] and [Tao Gate]?

The grievances and grievances of the ancestors from generation to generation cannot be finished in three days and two nights.

Xue Ling didn't want to tell her about the gang of traitors, so she smiled and said, "Don't think about those useless things, why don't I tell you about Ah Heng's childhood?"

"Okay."

Compared with Longmen and Daomen, A Chi is obviously more important.Qinghe's interest was aroused by her, and his eyes were shining brightly.

Even Xue Ling couldn't help but look at this light a few more times.

In her eyes, this girl from the Shen family is like a piece of white jade that is as cold as ice. The jade surface looks flawless at first glance, but it is covered with fine and undetectable cracks at a closer look.

Meiyu is unique because of the coldness, and because of the cracks, people can't bear to play with it, and they just want to hold it and offer it.

But when it comes to Chi Heng, Yu's cracks will magically heal themselves.

She was broken in front of everyone, but what was given to Chi Heng was truly complete and flawless.

The cracks are there to attract the attention of the light and let the light in.

The light came in, and she was invincible again.

The more she gets to know her, the more Xue Ling can't help pity her.

But this pity is not what the girl wants.

People like Shen Qinghe, maybe they still hoped for pain when they were young, but they gritted their teeth and endured the pain. Now that they are old, they don't need pity from people other than Chi Heng.

This is also the reason why the Shen family's father-daughter relationship has never been close.

She is contradictory, unable to withstand wind and rain, and her weak body can endure more wind and rain beyond everyone's expectations.

The more contradictory she is, the more rational she is, the smarter she is and the more miserable she is, the more vividly her beauty is displayed.

What Xue Ling saw in this girl's eyes was not only a stubborn life, but also a lot of tenderness that touched people's hearts.

People who have experienced wind, rain, severe cold and frost may know how to grasp the love in their hearts better than those who have not experienced it.

This tenderness is not common, this love is too restrained and turbulent, this talent is very precious.

Xue Ling entered the palace at the age of 14, Qing He Manda was four years old, Chi Heng was still a two-year-old baby, and the two-year-old little Ah Heng was sent to the palace to be raised under her knees to save the descendants of the late emperor who had few children.

She didn't want to say in front of Qinghe that Ahheng's little baby was still pestering her to 'feed her milk' when she was two years old, but then she changed her voice to the story of Chi Heng sleeping with a cloth kitten in his arms.

Qinghe listened with relish, and looked at Xue Ling with envy and a little sourness in his heart.

As if accidentally splashed on the tip of the heart by orange juice, sweet and sour.

"She couldn't find the kitten at that time, and stayed up late at night. I couldn't help it, so I asked my mother to sew an identical one for her, and guess what happened?

"She put her head down and sniffed the little cloth cat. It had a dog's nose, and found that this one was different from the last one. She was so angry that she turned her head to sleep without saying a word.

"The next day I finally found it for her, and put the cloth kitten into her arms again. Only then did she care about people, and when she smiled, people could forgive her for all her willfulness."

Xue Ling pointed out something: "This child, long-term love."

Not only long-term love, but also a little indescribable insanity.

When Chi Heng saw a beautiful girl when he was young, he had to see and reward enough before he could return to normal.

It wasn't until I grew up year by year and had a girl who I was excited about, that my heart finally settled down.

It must be fixed, it is clear that the most intelligent person, when meeting someone who pokes her heart, is reckless in his bones, bold and fearless, and dares to risk his life in everything.

The word love teaches life and death, and teaches people to want to stop.

Xue Ling said a few words with emotion, and when she looked up, she saw Qinghe's lingering smile, which was as beautiful as a painting, she smiled, and said, "There are many idiots in the world."

"Isn't Sister Ling also an 'idiot'?" Qinghe's eyes were clear, and Xue Ling winked at her.

Miss Shen lowered her head and took a slow sip of fragrant tea: "Master is here."

Ginger?

Xue Ling immediately sat down, her body was upright, she didn't dare to wink at others, and she didn't dare to say anything like "love infatuation".

After being honest for a while, I pricked up my ears to listen, Jian Qinghe looked at her calmly with a smile, how could I not know that I was fooled by her?

Immediately, she became angry from embarrassment: "Okay you! Do you still want to listen to the story?"

Qing He winked at her with an innocent look on his face.

Xue Ling thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized: "So you have such a small mind. Didn't I raise her for a few months? You are worth scaring me with Jiang Xi?"

So jealous!

After drinking half of the tea, Xue Ling took the tea bowl she handed over and put it back on the table, and fetched the stove with her backhand to warm her unheated hands.

Qinghe thanked her, holding the hand warmer with peony branches in her hands, and was stunned for a moment.

When she regained her composure, she bent her lips a little bit shyly: "In vain, I live next door to A Chi's, but it was when she was six years old that we met."

"That's better than wasting a lifetime, and it's better if you don't meet. It's better than 'I was born before I was born, but I am old when I was born'." Xue Ling said that she was greedy, and then thought again: I said she was greedy, but could it be that I am not greedy?

She won the time with Jiang Xi, and she still wants to get her heart, her body, and her long years to come.

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

They are all idiots, with an idiotic dream.

But Xue Ling didn't know that Jiang Xi really came after Qing He hit a word by mistake.

Jiang Daochang stood outside the door in white clothes, listening to the occasional laughter from inside, with a complicated expression on his face.

She naturally hoped that Ah Ling would be happy forever, but in this life, the moment the situation was overturned and restarted, she had already lost the qualification to be with others.

Xie Xinglou was holding a pair of golden scissors in his hand to repair the intertwined flower branches in the flower garden, Jiang Xing walked up to her, hesitating to speak.

"What do you want to ask, Master?"

"Fourth Junior Sister." Jiang Xi looked at the cut flower branch, and said softly: "Back then, how could you be willing to leave her?"

Recalling the old story, Xie Xinglou's smile faltered slightly, and he squeezed the golden scissors hard, with a "click", all the branches were broken, and he fell alone on the muddy ground.

Her throat moved: "Elder Sister, what if I say that I regret leaving her?"

If I had known that she would not live long after marriage, I would have known that she would die in the lotus cake made by myself...

Her eyes dimmed.

In this life, how come there are so many "knowing earlier".

She has the ability of 'speaking spirit' for nothing, isn't God hiding many things from her?

Just like she didn't know that Xie Zhemei would die at her hands, just like she didn't know why Ah Heng wanted to kill Xie Zhezhi?

Just like the fragments of the future that she saw but didn't know why, she knew a lot of things that hadn't happened, but knowing it, she couldn't do anything about it.

Even every step of the way is bounded by many more worries than ordinary people.

She is a bystander of God's will, a recorder, and a person who watches chess, and the key to watching chess is not to speak.

"As the blood of the Jiang family, the elder sister must be very tired?"

"If you think about it, you won't be tired."

Responsibility is in the body, and someone has to carry it forward.If it wasn't her, there would be others, and since it was her, it was her duty to do so.

Jiang Xing didn't ask her any more, because Junior Sister Xinglou, who has the ability of 'speaking spirit', also has a lot of suffering.

She who came from the previous life was already timid and exhausted, how could Xie Si, who often dealt with God's will, be relaxed?

Ignorance is a blessing.

These words could not be more suitable for Xie Xinglou.

……

Ignorance is a blessing, but it would be a disaster when applied to Zhao Yong.

The ignorant new emperor was led into a door, and Long Run, who was seriously injured, was lying in the center of the formation with his eyes closed.

Xie Si said 'word spirit' with the ability to follow the words, killing people with one word, cutting off Long Run's life directly from the theory of fortune.

If he wanted to survive, he had to change his life, completely changing his fate.

[Dragon Gate] has been studying the method of "killing life" as early as Longye's ancestors, and because of this, [Dragon Gate] is ambitious and waits for an opportunity to turn against [Tao Gate].

After generations of perfection, it finally has the big formation it is today.

That's exactly what happened when Long Run went down the mountain to the palace.

But there was an episode in the middle, and Delongye and the four guardians personally helped him.

"Shanzhu..." Zhao Yong shuddered: "In my opinion, I still ask the imperial doctor in the palace..."

"No need." Long Ye stopped him: "Your Majesty can save my son by himself."

"Mountain--"

Without waiting for him to say a word, Long Ye pushed him into the center of the formation.

The red light soared and immediately surrounded Zhao Yong, making him unable to move.

Deprived of vitality, the first thing that was damaged was Zhao Yong's face, followed by his limbs.

Countless vitality turned into blood lines and flowed into Long Run's eyebrows, and when the flesh and blood on Zhao Yong's body began to fall off, the face of the young master gradually changed astonishingly.

Long Ye's expression was shocked: "Come again!"

The four Dharma protectors from east to west, north, south, and north guarded the four directions, regardless of vomiting blood, and made another tactic.

The ancestors of the Long family were familiar with the "Tao Jing", and the talents and knowledge brought out from the "Taomen" were studied and thoroughly understood by later generations. What the ancestors failed to do, after many generations of perseverance, finally achieved results.

Fate swapped, against the sky.

[Dragon Gate] It is never the royal family that guards, but the real dragon that I want to be!

The new emperor fell down, his body melted into a puddle of flesh and blood into the formation.

The young master of the Longmen who had closed his eyes had a facelift—this face is so similar to the dead Zhao Yong!

He slowly opened his eyes, feeling the vitality surging in his body, he sat up, and the four Dharma protectors died, following Zhao Yong's footsteps.

"It's a pity for the four guardians." Long Run said lightly.

Longye's face was pale, and he laughed loudly: "It's done!"

……

When 'Zhao Yong' stepped out of the door, the chief supervisor wondered why His Majesty was only wearing his coat, looked up to see the sky, and swallowed his doubts into his throat.

……

Xie Xinglou raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Long Run is dead?"

"Your curse is so strong, it's no wonder he doesn't die." Jiang Xi pinched his fingers and made a formula, and after a long while, said coolly: "Long Run's energy is exhausted."

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The author has something to say:

Do you understand?To take a life is to change one's life, it is Zhao Yong who dies, not Long Run.

However, the Zhao family has run out of true energy now (everyone with the surname Zhao is dead), and Longmen’s first plan was emperor’s and dragon’s energy, so after Zhao Yong ascended the throne, Yao Lao tried his best to take care of his body, because there was no good one. The body couldn't support the end of the formation.

There is also Long Run who taught Zhao Yong the method of nourishing qi, in order not to be seen as flawed when he replaced it.

Other details can be tasted, and the following will not be spoilers. This plot will be finished soon. If there is anything that I don’t understand, please feel free to ask me in the comment area~