Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife
Chapter 15
The beauty of the night scene in Luancheng is dizzying, and the noisy, warm and ordinary fireworks make people forget their worries when they are in it.
Qinghe was born with a weak disease, and rarely had the experience of going out to have fun outside. Even if there is no curfew in Yunguo, she does not go more than two fingers at night all year round.
And the opportunity to walk side by side with A Chi on the long street of the night market has never been there before.
She was reluctant to go back, but her body did not allow her to be willful.
Chi Heng held the candy bunny figurine in his hand, "Wanwan, see you off."
Taking the sugar figurine, Qinghe took a sip, licked the rabbit's ears with the tip of her tongue, raised her eyes to meet the little general's expectant and shining eyes, and smiled: "Sweet."
Sugar Man is probably not as sweet as her simple word.
Satisfied, Chi Heng glanced at the sky and pretended to be an adult, "Okay, let's come out another day, it's time to go back and rest."
She carried a white crane glazed lantern in her hand, and she walked on the side to illuminate Qinghe. Qinghe held a sugar figurine in her left hand, and her right hand subconsciously held her wide sleeve.
The stars and the moon were in the sky, and the two walked towards the inn without talking much.
The atmosphere is harmonious.
At night, the inn was quiet. Chi Heng lay on the bed next door, closed his eyes, and what came to mind was the frost on Qing He's eyebrows and eyes that night in the ruined temple.
A door stood in front of her.
Qing and sister would have gone to bed already.
Thinking of this, the little general blushed slightly, and sat down next to the wall indifferently.
She is an idiot, even if she is worried, can she still break into the door or pry open the door bolt to do what Xiaoxiao did?
She's just a mess, not a real mess.
Chi Heng shook his head and sighed, "I'm so stupid."
But she was still worried and walked away, too lazy to go back, she simply leaned against the wall and slept through the night.
It was not yet clear, she woke up on time to avoid being caught looking stupid, turned on her toes, and went back to the room quietly.
Early in the morning, the sun rises.
When he opened the door and saw the energetic little general Chi, the corners of Qinghe's lips rose, and his eyebrows and eyes were filled with joy, "What are you smirking at?"
"Where is the silly smile?" Not admitting that he was stupid, Chi Heng spread his palms and said with a smile: "Sister, what do you think this is?"
Delicately crafted small golden bell.
"This is?"
"It's a good thing I came up with. The sound of this bell spreads wider than ordinary bells. If I need me in the future, my sister rings the bell. I hear it. I will rush over when I walk and crawl."
Most people are young and like to exaggerate their words, young and frivolous.Qinghe didn't like her talking about life and death lightly, and before she could be moved, worries rushed out of her heart.
When the words came to his lips, he lowered his head and looked stunned.
Ah Heng held a bell and bent over to tie it around her waist, with a fresh and natural breath, crimson clothes and black hair, and slender knuckles.
Out of habit, Qinghe leaned back slightly, trying to avoid the hot closeness.
The idea of escaping started, when someone touched her waist, she turned her head, very surprised.
The hand of the 'young man' who has been wielding knives and guns all year round is holding the slender waist gently without losing control. The joints are slender, the veins on the back of the hand are clear, the thumb cover is glowing with healthy pink, and the fingers are nimble, and they can tie the knot lightly and quickly.
When I raised my eyes, there were three points of shyness, novelty, and joy, and the remaining part filled the eye sockets with astonishment that was as clear and bright as moonlight, "Sister, do you like this bell?"
In an instant, Qinghe fell into an unspeakable trance.
In a daze, what A Chi asked was not the bell, but: Sister, do you like me?
Sporadic fires sprang up from the base of her ears, which would not start a prairie fire, but it really made her embarrassed.
She took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and then heard her unrevealed response: "I like it."
Chi Heng was overjoyed, with a bright smile, staring at the little golden bell for a long time.
Knowing that she was looking at the bell, Qinghe's heartbeat accelerated uncomfortably.Her ability to pretend is so strong that the little general didn't notice it.
"Sister, don't shake the bell in your hand at ordinary times. There is a detailed mechanism here. If you don't touch the mechanism at ordinary times, the alarm will not ring. If you encounter danger or encounter something that cannot be solved, sister will open this mechanism." , ring the golden bell, and I will come to you when I hear it."
She was really worried about Wanwan's weak body, and it was difficult to explain this heavy worry, so she could only think of a compromise.
"Okay, I'll write it down." Qing He replied seriously.
Chi Heng bent his lips, lifted his eyelids slightly, raised his jaw, and changed his innocent and bright smile into a playful smirk, showing that he is very cute and lively at this age: "Wanwan's waist is so thin."
Knowing that she would definitely be beaten for saying such teasing words, she ran away after speaking.
Qinghe was a step late and missed her, feeling ashamed and angry.
The escaped general poked his head out of the corner and saw that Qinghe's sister was still 'sulking' at the same place, she immediately smiled, her smile was clean and did not disturb the dust, "Is the anger gone? If not, I will hide again." meeting."
Qinghe endured it, but couldn't hold it back, and burst out laughing: "You think beautifully, but being angry hurts your body. Who wants to be angry with you?"
Chi Heng was stunned by her brilliant smile on the spot.
Little General Chi prefers beauty, and among the thousands of youths in the world, she prefers a calm and peaceful color.
How elegant she is, how rich and glamourous she is, how charming she is when she lowers her eyebrows and raises her eyebrows. She is such a beauty that no one else has a color when viewed from a distance or near.
Such a person should laugh a lot and live a long life.
If the sky is jealous of a beauty, it would be too unreasonable that day.
Living in Luan City for a few days, the two of them visited [Niansheng Bridge], [Qingyun Tower], and visited [Rumeng Bridge], [Shiwen Bridge], and [Taiping Tower] one by one.
On that day, Qinghe was out of energy, and lost his appetite after eating half a bowl of thick rice porridge for breakfast.
Seeing that she was getting thinner and thinner day by day, Chi Heng was anxious in his heart: "But are you tired these days?"
"It's okay." Leaning on the bed, Qing He's brows were tired, "It'll be fine after a few days of rest."
She didn't want to say too much, Chi Heng was sensible and didn't ask.
After four or five days, her energy and spirit really improved a lot.
Chi Heng sat in her room and sipped tea slowly, the brick-red tea flashed in front of her eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and her little face flushed immediately.
Wanwan...wouldn't it be what she thought?
"What's the matter? The face looks so strange?" Qing He cared softly.
"Is it weird?" Chi Heng grabbed his tender cheeks with his hands, trying to cover up his guilty conscience in this way.
Her hands were not serious, and the left cheek was pulled so that there was a light red mark, Qing He couldn't see it, and grabbed her restless hand: "The face has provoked you again."
The fingertips took the opportunity to examine the young general's slender wrists, with more yang and less yin, full of inches and weak feet, she asked without changing her expression, "Aren't you going out today? What's the good of being bored in the inn?"
"Where does sister want to go?"
"walk around."
In the past, she was bored in the general's mansion, but this time she went to many places with A Chi, and she became more and more greedy for the feeling of traveling together happily.
The two left as soon as they said they would.
At the end of March, the streets and alleys of Luancheng are full of small flowers of various colors.
Shadows of people overlapped on the street, and the man in commoner clothes shouted as he ran, "Miss Lan has thrown a hydrangea ball to recruit her!"
For a moment, water was poured into the oil pan, and the oil splashed everywhere.
People moved upon hearing the wind, like tides rushing in the same direction.
The scene was chaotic, and when he had gained a firm foothold, Qinghe saw the little general in front of him, and suddenly panicked: "A Chi!"
Passers-by were blocking her, and their shouts were covered by all kinds of noise. She was irritated, her brows and eyes were full of anger, and she suddenly felt that the group of people in front of her was really hideous!
"Achi? Where are you, Achi?"
"I'm here!"
When the voice came, she suddenly looked back!
Chi Heng's hair was disheveled, and someone stepped on one of his boots. He jumped up in front of Qinghe angrily and helplessly like a rabbit, and said in a guilty tone, "Wanwan, a blind old woman fell down just now. I'm worried that she will get hurt. Go back and help her..."
With lingering fear in her heart, she looked up and down: "Wanwan, are you okay?"
The anger rushing to her throat was extinguished by her clear eyes, she saw her own shadow in her eyes, realized that she had lost her composure, calmed her heart, turned her face away: "I'm fine."
"It's good to have nothing to do." She muttered: "These people are really crazy, it's so dangerous to be reckless. Let them go, let's not join in the fun."
Hearing her say "don't join in the fun", Shen Qinghe's fluctuating emotions gradually eased.
It's just that there is a saying that goes well, people don't look for things, things look for people.
In Lanjiabao, Lan Mengmeng stood in a high-rise building and looked at the passers-by downstairs who couldn't see their faces. She turned her head and said, "Father, can I not throw this hydrangea!"
The owner of the blue castle was over forty years old and had such a daughter with his first wife. If it wasn't for Master Wuzheng's approval, how could he force his daughter to marry?
He wondered: "It should be for your little life. The master said that if you fail to recruit a son-in-law this year, your life will be in danger. Think about it, how many times have you fainted for no reason in the past few days? Good girl , dad can't make fun of your life."
Lan Mengmeng didn't like the so-called master very much, but father respected him from the bottom of his heart, she couldn't offend him, and said angrily: "Throw the hydrangea ball down, if the person who receives the hydrangea ball is old, weak, sick, or disabled, I want to recruit too?"
A father thinks more than a daughter, and he has already thought about this issue.
He stroked his beard with one hand, calmly: "So what about the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled? The master said that this year, you can recruit a spouse. If you recruit, if you can raise it, you can raise it. If you can't raise it, send it out after the New Year. Fame, fortune and wealth will never treat others badly."
"really?"
The owner of the blue castle laughed angrily: "The jewel in my palm, can dad still lie to you?"
"If daddy lied to me, I'll jump off this tower!"
When she made a fuss, the owner of the blue castle got angry, and quickly waved her hands, coaxing: "I won't lie to you, I won't lie to you. I dare not lie to anyone, my precious girl. The auspicious time has come, and it's time to throw the hydrangea ball."
The maid held a specially made hydrangea and handed it to her young lady, Lan Mengmeng reluctantly took it, and gritted her teeth, let's just believe dad this time!
She didn't even look at it, and the hydrangea was thrown from a high place, causing everyone to loot immediately.
The young man holding a folding fan in the crowd looked at Master Wuzheng who was sitting on the same level as the Lord of the Blue Castle on the tower. Finally, when the master nodded, he didn't dare to hesitate, and jumped to grab the red hydrangea that had been thrown high into the sky several times.
The master of Lanbao couldn't see the cryptic communication between the young man and Master Wuzheng. Lan Xiao, who was on the side, saw this scene in his eyes, and doubts arose secretly.
Master... Could it be that he met Mr. Bai?
The hydrangea rose and fell again and again, and among those looting, the second master of Pingshan Village and Mr. Bai of Mengyun Villa performed the most conspicuously.
A red hydrangea was tossed and turned in several directions, and the second head was cut off for the fifth time, with red eyes: "What a Bai Yuefeng, you deliberately oppose me!"
The two disagreed and started fighting, hitting from downstairs to the roof, and then flying up and down from the roof. Fortunately, the hydrangea was strong, and it was still intact after being torn by the two.
The ten masters of Lanjiabao followed closely behind, and the spectators naturally did not want to miss this important event, and followed up one after another.
Chi Heng pinned the flowers she had bought in Qing He's hair, and when the wind blew, her eyes were startled, she deftly protected her behind her, and drew her knife with her backhand!
With one knife, he slashed at the suspicious hidden weapon!
The red hydrangea split into two on the spot.
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Little General: Have I been touched? ? ?
Qinghe was born with a weak disease, and rarely had the experience of going out to have fun outside. Even if there is no curfew in Yunguo, she does not go more than two fingers at night all year round.
And the opportunity to walk side by side with A Chi on the long street of the night market has never been there before.
She was reluctant to go back, but her body did not allow her to be willful.
Chi Heng held the candy bunny figurine in his hand, "Wanwan, see you off."
Taking the sugar figurine, Qinghe took a sip, licked the rabbit's ears with the tip of her tongue, raised her eyes to meet the little general's expectant and shining eyes, and smiled: "Sweet."
Sugar Man is probably not as sweet as her simple word.
Satisfied, Chi Heng glanced at the sky and pretended to be an adult, "Okay, let's come out another day, it's time to go back and rest."
She carried a white crane glazed lantern in her hand, and she walked on the side to illuminate Qinghe. Qinghe held a sugar figurine in her left hand, and her right hand subconsciously held her wide sleeve.
The stars and the moon were in the sky, and the two walked towards the inn without talking much.
The atmosphere is harmonious.
At night, the inn was quiet. Chi Heng lay on the bed next door, closed his eyes, and what came to mind was the frost on Qing He's eyebrows and eyes that night in the ruined temple.
A door stood in front of her.
Qing and sister would have gone to bed already.
Thinking of this, the little general blushed slightly, and sat down next to the wall indifferently.
She is an idiot, even if she is worried, can she still break into the door or pry open the door bolt to do what Xiaoxiao did?
She's just a mess, not a real mess.
Chi Heng shook his head and sighed, "I'm so stupid."
But she was still worried and walked away, too lazy to go back, she simply leaned against the wall and slept through the night.
It was not yet clear, she woke up on time to avoid being caught looking stupid, turned on her toes, and went back to the room quietly.
Early in the morning, the sun rises.
When he opened the door and saw the energetic little general Chi, the corners of Qinghe's lips rose, and his eyebrows and eyes were filled with joy, "What are you smirking at?"
"Where is the silly smile?" Not admitting that he was stupid, Chi Heng spread his palms and said with a smile: "Sister, what do you think this is?"
Delicately crafted small golden bell.
"This is?"
"It's a good thing I came up with. The sound of this bell spreads wider than ordinary bells. If I need me in the future, my sister rings the bell. I hear it. I will rush over when I walk and crawl."
Most people are young and like to exaggerate their words, young and frivolous.Qinghe didn't like her talking about life and death lightly, and before she could be moved, worries rushed out of her heart.
When the words came to his lips, he lowered his head and looked stunned.
Ah Heng held a bell and bent over to tie it around her waist, with a fresh and natural breath, crimson clothes and black hair, and slender knuckles.
Out of habit, Qinghe leaned back slightly, trying to avoid the hot closeness.
The idea of escaping started, when someone touched her waist, she turned her head, very surprised.
The hand of the 'young man' who has been wielding knives and guns all year round is holding the slender waist gently without losing control. The joints are slender, the veins on the back of the hand are clear, the thumb cover is glowing with healthy pink, and the fingers are nimble, and they can tie the knot lightly and quickly.
When I raised my eyes, there were three points of shyness, novelty, and joy, and the remaining part filled the eye sockets with astonishment that was as clear and bright as moonlight, "Sister, do you like this bell?"
In an instant, Qinghe fell into an unspeakable trance.
In a daze, what A Chi asked was not the bell, but: Sister, do you like me?
Sporadic fires sprang up from the base of her ears, which would not start a prairie fire, but it really made her embarrassed.
She took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and then heard her unrevealed response: "I like it."
Chi Heng was overjoyed, with a bright smile, staring at the little golden bell for a long time.
Knowing that she was looking at the bell, Qinghe's heartbeat accelerated uncomfortably.Her ability to pretend is so strong that the little general didn't notice it.
"Sister, don't shake the bell in your hand at ordinary times. There is a detailed mechanism here. If you don't touch the mechanism at ordinary times, the alarm will not ring. If you encounter danger or encounter something that cannot be solved, sister will open this mechanism." , ring the golden bell, and I will come to you when I hear it."
She was really worried about Wanwan's weak body, and it was difficult to explain this heavy worry, so she could only think of a compromise.
"Okay, I'll write it down." Qing He replied seriously.
Chi Heng bent his lips, lifted his eyelids slightly, raised his jaw, and changed his innocent and bright smile into a playful smirk, showing that he is very cute and lively at this age: "Wanwan's waist is so thin."
Knowing that she would definitely be beaten for saying such teasing words, she ran away after speaking.
Qinghe was a step late and missed her, feeling ashamed and angry.
The escaped general poked his head out of the corner and saw that Qinghe's sister was still 'sulking' at the same place, she immediately smiled, her smile was clean and did not disturb the dust, "Is the anger gone? If not, I will hide again." meeting."
Qinghe endured it, but couldn't hold it back, and burst out laughing: "You think beautifully, but being angry hurts your body. Who wants to be angry with you?"
Chi Heng was stunned by her brilliant smile on the spot.
Little General Chi prefers beauty, and among the thousands of youths in the world, she prefers a calm and peaceful color.
How elegant she is, how rich and glamourous she is, how charming she is when she lowers her eyebrows and raises her eyebrows. She is such a beauty that no one else has a color when viewed from a distance or near.
Such a person should laugh a lot and live a long life.
If the sky is jealous of a beauty, it would be too unreasonable that day.
Living in Luan City for a few days, the two of them visited [Niansheng Bridge], [Qingyun Tower], and visited [Rumeng Bridge], [Shiwen Bridge], and [Taiping Tower] one by one.
On that day, Qinghe was out of energy, and lost his appetite after eating half a bowl of thick rice porridge for breakfast.
Seeing that she was getting thinner and thinner day by day, Chi Heng was anxious in his heart: "But are you tired these days?"
"It's okay." Leaning on the bed, Qing He's brows were tired, "It'll be fine after a few days of rest."
She didn't want to say too much, Chi Heng was sensible and didn't ask.
After four or five days, her energy and spirit really improved a lot.
Chi Heng sat in her room and sipped tea slowly, the brick-red tea flashed in front of her eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and her little face flushed immediately.
Wanwan...wouldn't it be what she thought?
"What's the matter? The face looks so strange?" Qing He cared softly.
"Is it weird?" Chi Heng grabbed his tender cheeks with his hands, trying to cover up his guilty conscience in this way.
Her hands were not serious, and the left cheek was pulled so that there was a light red mark, Qing He couldn't see it, and grabbed her restless hand: "The face has provoked you again."
The fingertips took the opportunity to examine the young general's slender wrists, with more yang and less yin, full of inches and weak feet, she asked without changing her expression, "Aren't you going out today? What's the good of being bored in the inn?"
"Where does sister want to go?"
"walk around."
In the past, she was bored in the general's mansion, but this time she went to many places with A Chi, and she became more and more greedy for the feeling of traveling together happily.
The two left as soon as they said they would.
At the end of March, the streets and alleys of Luancheng are full of small flowers of various colors.
Shadows of people overlapped on the street, and the man in commoner clothes shouted as he ran, "Miss Lan has thrown a hydrangea ball to recruit her!"
For a moment, water was poured into the oil pan, and the oil splashed everywhere.
People moved upon hearing the wind, like tides rushing in the same direction.
The scene was chaotic, and when he had gained a firm foothold, Qinghe saw the little general in front of him, and suddenly panicked: "A Chi!"
Passers-by were blocking her, and their shouts were covered by all kinds of noise. She was irritated, her brows and eyes were full of anger, and she suddenly felt that the group of people in front of her was really hideous!
"Achi? Where are you, Achi?"
"I'm here!"
When the voice came, she suddenly looked back!
Chi Heng's hair was disheveled, and someone stepped on one of his boots. He jumped up in front of Qinghe angrily and helplessly like a rabbit, and said in a guilty tone, "Wanwan, a blind old woman fell down just now. I'm worried that she will get hurt. Go back and help her..."
With lingering fear in her heart, she looked up and down: "Wanwan, are you okay?"
The anger rushing to her throat was extinguished by her clear eyes, she saw her own shadow in her eyes, realized that she had lost her composure, calmed her heart, turned her face away: "I'm fine."
"It's good to have nothing to do." She muttered: "These people are really crazy, it's so dangerous to be reckless. Let them go, let's not join in the fun."
Hearing her say "don't join in the fun", Shen Qinghe's fluctuating emotions gradually eased.
It's just that there is a saying that goes well, people don't look for things, things look for people.
In Lanjiabao, Lan Mengmeng stood in a high-rise building and looked at the passers-by downstairs who couldn't see their faces. She turned her head and said, "Father, can I not throw this hydrangea!"
The owner of the blue castle was over forty years old and had such a daughter with his first wife. If it wasn't for Master Wuzheng's approval, how could he force his daughter to marry?
He wondered: "It should be for your little life. The master said that if you fail to recruit a son-in-law this year, your life will be in danger. Think about it, how many times have you fainted for no reason in the past few days? Good girl , dad can't make fun of your life."
Lan Mengmeng didn't like the so-called master very much, but father respected him from the bottom of his heart, she couldn't offend him, and said angrily: "Throw the hydrangea ball down, if the person who receives the hydrangea ball is old, weak, sick, or disabled, I want to recruit too?"
A father thinks more than a daughter, and he has already thought about this issue.
He stroked his beard with one hand, calmly: "So what about the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled? The master said that this year, you can recruit a spouse. If you recruit, if you can raise it, you can raise it. If you can't raise it, send it out after the New Year. Fame, fortune and wealth will never treat others badly."
"really?"
The owner of the blue castle laughed angrily: "The jewel in my palm, can dad still lie to you?"
"If daddy lied to me, I'll jump off this tower!"
When she made a fuss, the owner of the blue castle got angry, and quickly waved her hands, coaxing: "I won't lie to you, I won't lie to you. I dare not lie to anyone, my precious girl. The auspicious time has come, and it's time to throw the hydrangea ball."
The maid held a specially made hydrangea and handed it to her young lady, Lan Mengmeng reluctantly took it, and gritted her teeth, let's just believe dad this time!
She didn't even look at it, and the hydrangea was thrown from a high place, causing everyone to loot immediately.
The young man holding a folding fan in the crowd looked at Master Wuzheng who was sitting on the same level as the Lord of the Blue Castle on the tower. Finally, when the master nodded, he didn't dare to hesitate, and jumped to grab the red hydrangea that had been thrown high into the sky several times.
The master of Lanbao couldn't see the cryptic communication between the young man and Master Wuzheng. Lan Xiao, who was on the side, saw this scene in his eyes, and doubts arose secretly.
Master... Could it be that he met Mr. Bai?
The hydrangea rose and fell again and again, and among those looting, the second master of Pingshan Village and Mr. Bai of Mengyun Villa performed the most conspicuously.
A red hydrangea was tossed and turned in several directions, and the second head was cut off for the fifth time, with red eyes: "What a Bai Yuefeng, you deliberately oppose me!"
The two disagreed and started fighting, hitting from downstairs to the roof, and then flying up and down from the roof. Fortunately, the hydrangea was strong, and it was still intact after being torn by the two.
The ten masters of Lanjiabao followed closely behind, and the spectators naturally did not want to miss this important event, and followed up one after another.
Chi Heng pinned the flowers she had bought in Qing He's hair, and when the wind blew, her eyes were startled, she deftly protected her behind her, and drew her knife with her backhand!
With one knife, he slashed at the suspicious hidden weapon!
The red hydrangea split into two on the spot.
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The author has something to say:
Little General: Have I been touched? ? ?
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