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Gao Zhilan was shocked: "You still say yes!"

This is her bamboo, what's the point of running around with Song Boxue without being with her all day?

Song Boxue thought about it, and decided to tell the truth, between friends, the most important thing is to treat each other with sincerity.

Since Zhu Zhu can tell her secrets, she shouldn't hide them all.

"Young Master, please follow me."

Song Boxue got up and motioned for Gao Zhilan to take a step to speak.

Jiang Zhifu showed a trace of dissatisfaction when he saw this, but the princess didn't say anything, so he didn't express his dissatisfaction, and drank quietly.

Zhu Zhu took a look at Song Boxue, and mouthed two silent words: Come on!

Master Song is quite interesting, she knows how to stand up at the critical moment, but she doesn't know what reason she will use to coax Gao Zhilan to agree.

Outside the hall, Song Boxue walked to an empty corner, and said solemnly, "I once had a dream. I thought it was just an illusory dream, but I didn't realize it wasn't until the scenes in the dream came true. Simple…"

Well, she still can't tell that she is time-traveled, it seems pretty good to use dreams as an excuse.

After listening to Song Boxue's words, Gao Zhilan was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Originally, Zhu Zhu told her last night that she could see the color of other people's heads and use it to distinguish between friends and foes. It was shocking enough, but I didn't expect that there are people who can predict the future by dreaming?

She suddenly felt that she was too ordinary, so ordinary that she had nothing special compared to these two people.

God, when can I open my eyes and see her.

Gao Zhilan struggled to digest Song Boxue's words, and then said: "You said you dreamed of bamboo...bamboo..."

It's about my sweetheart, forgive her for finding it hard to say the word 'death'.

"That's right, and it should have happened with you, so I want her to follow. First, I can tell whether someone is an enemy or a friend. Second, it can be regarded as a variable. I will do my best to protect her." Song Boxue Although I don't know the detailed plot in the original book, since Zhu Zhu will die suddenly outside the capital, it is very likely that he went to find Gao Zhilan.

It can also be inferred that Gao Zhilan did not protect Zhu Zhu, what's more, Gao Zhilan in the original book didn't even take that step, causing Zhu Zhu to die of regret.

Although all these are inferences, it is better to believe what is there than to believe what is not.

Song Boxue didn't want to see this pair of lovers separated by yin and yang, especially...

They are friends now.

Gao Zhilan pondered for a while, then looked up at Song Boxue: "Can I trust you?"

Song Boxue smiled and said, "How can you trust the young master? Would you stand by and stand by when Sister Jiang was in danger?"

As for herself and others, she can't make any promises, because everything is unknown.

But she will try her best.

Gao Zhilan looked at her expression, smiled wryly, and turned back to the front hall.

Song Boxue knew that she believed it.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the people are worried and drunk, and the night is windy. This is a night full of uncertainties.

Early the next morning, Gao Zhilan handed the letter written by himself to Song Boxue: "After seeing the flowers, I will naturally follow suit and take good care of the bamboo for me."

Song Boxue put the letter away and patted her on the shoulder: "I will do my best to trouble you to worry about the affairs of Pingchuan County."

Zhu Zhu on the side rolled his eyes: "What are you two doing, it's not about life and death, it's really hypocritical."

Gao Zhilan looked at Zhu Zhu upon hearing this, and walked over to hug him in his arms.

"When you go to the military camp, don't be willful and reckless, come back well."

Zhu Zhu twisted his body a little shyly, looking at Gao Zhilan who was dressed in black brocade.

The brows of the person in front of him are still cold, but the eyes are full of concern and sorrow, which makes people feel sour.

She hugged Gao Zhilan tightly, and whispered in a low voice: "I know, I will be obedient, go back and rest for a while, I tossed you for too long last night."

One sentence made Gao Zhilan break the merits and dilute the sorrow of parting.

She smiled helplessly: "You have loved to play and join in the fun since you were a child. I don't know when you can change your temper."

Zhu Zhu stuck out his tongue and said with a smile: "It's impossible to change now, maybe it will be possible when we get married."

Gao Zhilan stroked the top of her hair, and said dotingly: "You don't need to change it, you can do it however you like."

Seeing the two of them squirming non-stop, Song Boxue looked at the sky speechlessly, who was hypocritical.

The city guards were stationed at the transition zone between Liuping Mansion and Jiangzhong Mansion, not far away, and it would take five days at most to ride a fast horse.

Song Boxue looked at the map. Although Jiang Fanyin and Hua Jian set off a day earlier, they should not be traveling fast. If there is no need to hurry, according to the thoughtful appearance of the male lead, they might still be in a carriage and take the official road .

So as long as they hurry up, they can catch up halfway.

On the way, Song Boxue looked at the official road, which was obviously flatter and wider than Pingchuan County, and made up his mind that whether it was pine trees or sweet potatoes, the first bucket of gold earned must be used to build roads.

There is a saying that if you want to be rich, you must first build roads.

As expected by Song Boxue, Huajian's group did walk the official path, and they sat comfortably in a carriage.

So on the third day, they caught up halfway.

At noon, the sun was shining brightly.

Outside the teahouse on the side of the official road, Hua Jian graciously offered Jiang Fanyin more tea and handed him chopsticks: "Miss Jiang, I really didn't expect that you would follow me back to the city guards. In Hua's heart..."

"Miss Jiang-" An excited voice interrupted his next words.

Seeing Zhu Zhu come over without notice and sit down, pick up the teapot and pour tea for himself, and then see Song Boxue following behind, Hua Jian's face turns dark, these two people really linger.

"Didn't I tell you to go back to Beijing? Why are you still hanging out with this kind of person?" He said, looking at Song Boxue intentionally.

Song Boxue remained silent and stood quietly by the side, acting as a passerby whose relationship with Jiang Fanyin had faded.

Jiang Fanyin glanced at her, then turned his head away with a cold expression on his face.

Zhu Zhu rolled his eyes at him: "This princess can be with whoever she likes, and she won't be with you anyway."

She has such a big face, she could bear it when she had a marriage contract in the past, but now that her father has received the letter and knows it in her heart, she finally doesn't have to bear it anymore.

Huajian frowned at her rebuke, and pointed out: "You and Mr. Song are male and female. Sometimes, you should be careful, so as not to spread it back to Beijing and make people talk about it."

Zhu Zhu knew that he was referring to the fact that she and Song Boxue lived in the same room when they were in Fucheng, and immediately said angrily: "What does it have to do with you, this princess will sleep with Lord Song in the future, don't you care Got it?"

Huajian's breathing was stagnant, and she felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Although Zhu Zhukong has the name of a princess and is not a generalist, she is his fiancée anyway.

Even though he has been thinking of finding a chance to get rid of this shrew in the future, but Zhu Zhu is so open about getting along with other men, it is somewhat disconcerting.

Even though he knew that there would be nothing between Zhu Zhu and Song Boxue, Huajian still felt a little uncomfortable. He glanced at Song Boxue who had been quiet all this time, and then at Jiang Fanyin.

Miss Jiang will not be happy to hear that, her fiancé hangs out with other women all day long, and even sleeps on the same bed, who would accept it, especially Song Boxue also killed Jiang Zhifu.

Due to the double reasons, he did not believe that Jiang Fanyin could still have old feelings for Song Boxue.

Jiang Fanyin lowered his head and drank his tea with no expression on his face, as if he didn't see Song Boxue, and regarded the people standing beside him as air.

Hua Jian's heart immediately felt better: "No matter why you are here, you'd better leave as soon as possible, I and Miss Jiang don't want to see you."

Hearing this, Song Boxue took out Gao Zhilan's letter: "This is the meaning of the young master, so let's talk about it after you read it, General Hua."

Don't want to meet yet?

Song Boxue was amused. In such a short time, Sister Jiang couldn't help but peek at her three times.

It's not like she doesn't want to see this, she clearly thinks about it day and night, just like her mood at the moment, she can't wait to hold Jiang Fanyin in her arms immediately, like this...

Hua Jian received the letter, and after reading the contents, her face became even darker.

What to do with each other, obviously because he is worried about him, and Song Boxue is specially sent to keep an eye on him. Does this Gao Zhilan know how close he is? They grew up together, okay? Song Boxue is nothing.

He squeezed the letter tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Since it is for the sake of the overall situation, it's okay for you to follow, but you'd better be quiet, otherwise I can't guarantee that you will not have any accidents in the city defense army."

Hua Jian's words were full of threats and reluctance, but he would not dare to do anything if he was asked to do something. After all, those guards following Zhu Zhu are not vegetarians, and once they do something in the city guards, trouble will be inevitable. .

but…

He looked dazed, this good 'brother' could be used.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always felt that Hua Si's attitude was a bit weird. People who used to obey him and be grateful to him, these days the attitude was vaguely perfunctory.

Song Boxue nodded: "Young General Hua is the main one." Now is not the time to tear yourself apart.

After lunch, everyone rested for a while and then set off again.

Song Boxue rode a horse and stood silently outside Jiang Fanyin's carriage.

When Hua saw it, she hated it secretly, so she didn't take the carriage at all, and rode a horse like Song Boxue to follow Jiang Fanyin's carriage.

He followed on the left, Song Boxue on the right, and Zhu Zhu got into Jiang Fanyin's carriage directly.

Inside the carriage, seeing Hua Jian on the left, Zhu Zhu pulled the curtain with his hands, leaned his back against it, and whispered: "Miss Jiang, let me watch over here, and quickly flirt with Master Song."

Hearing Zhu Zhu's too revealing words, Jiang Fanyin's face turned red, and he quietly held the finger that was about to lift the curtain of the car.

In the end, but still unable to resist the haunting thoughts, a corner of the car curtain on the left was lifted slightly.

Seeing this, Song Boxue raised the corners of his mouth, as if he had been staring at the car curtain, waiting for the moment when she opened it.

The woman in Tsing Yi and white horse outside the window looked at her with clear eyes and a clean smile, and slowly mouthed four silent words: wait for me tonight.

Jiang Fanyin's heart trembled, and she let go of the car curtain in her hand, and the next moment, she couldn't help but open it again.

The person on the horse had a loose posture, and when she saw her lift the car curtain, she smiled again, and opened her mouth again: Miss you, miss you, miss you...

Simple two words, repeating non-stop, longing becomes a river, and still water flows deep.

Jiang Fanyin's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he lowered the curtain with his fingers helplessly.

She slightly hooked the corners of her lips, with a gentle smile in her eyes.

"What did Mr. Song tell you to be so happy?"

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The author has something to say:

Add more in the middle of the night~

Song Boxue: You spoil the scenery, can you talk less.

Zhu Zhu: Fuck, I'll keep you guys on my toes, is it easy for me?