Zhan Zhao, don't worry! [Comprehensive]

Taking a look at Chunfeng's movements, Mo Chou straightened her waist and gently turned her stiff neck.

When she took off the phoenix crown and sat in front of the dressing table, Mo Chou looked at the blurred bronze mirror and almost cried out.

Yes, there are ghosts.

After a while, Mo Chou swallowed, and asked Chunfeng with a trembling voice, "My face has always been like this today?" If it has always been like this, then it's no wonder that Zhan Zhao was frightened just now.

Mud, I would be frightened, not to mention the straight Zhan Zhao that looks aesthetically pleasing.

A thick layer of white flour covered the face, and a pair of such beautiful eyes turned into mung bean eyes.The short and thick eyebrows are only a little bit longer, and the mouth is dotted with rouge in the middle of the lips. It looks so terrifying, who is playing tricks on her?

Looking back at Chunfeng, Mo Chou didn't see anything other than respect in her eyes.Then he frowned and looked back at the bronze mirror in bewilderment.

Seeing this, Mo Chou smiled again.

In fact, she was quite lucky, after all, the bronze mirror was very blurry, and it was not as intuitive as human eyes.At least she herself was definitely less frightened than Zhan Zhao.

Well, it's a good thing she wasn't the most frightened one.

But Mo Chou is a little confused, aren't we in the Song Dynasty?Why do you look like a Fuso geisha?

"Yes. Young Madam, the old lady invited our most famous Mrs. Quanfu to put on this makeup for you. It is our family. You can't invite someone else." Shaking the auspicious clothes he found, Chunfeng Natural face.

At this moment, Mo Chou couldn't listen to the little maid's showing off, she kept telling her to fetch water, she didn't want to see this face again for a minute.

When she was young, after washing, Mochou ate some food, then sat on the edge of the bed and dozed off.

Seeing Chunfeng standing there so tired and exhausted, Mo Chou's heart softened for a moment, so she sent her away as well.

A little worried about what would happen to his young lady when she was alone, Chunfeng hesitated for a moment, but thinking that she could live safely to this day, she thought that her young lady should not have to worry anymore, so she bowed obediently and retreated out.But as soon as he walked to the door, he ran into Zhan Zhao who was returning to his room.

When Chunfeng saw his young master, he quickly took two steps aside, fearing that something unpredictable would happen if he got closer.When Zhan Zhao saw her, he nodded to her very calmly, then walked into the new house.

Zhan Zhao is also wearing a red wedding dress, but the clothes are a bit messy now, and there are many wine stains on them.

"Drunk?" Mo Chou looked at Zhan Zhao whose legs were a little weak and asked with a smile.

Zhan Zhao smiled, then shook his head, and continued to walk around the room.Mo Chou saw what she didn't understand.

The one thing that has always been true of drunk people is that they never admit to being drunk.

Just when Chunfeng saw Zhan Zhao came back, he retreated to the door, so Mochou asked her to go to the kitchen to bring a bowl of hangover soup.

Seeing Zhan Zhao swaying on the chair, Mo Chou breathed a sigh of relief.

...fortunately not sitting on the ground.

When the hangover soup arrived, it was handed to Zhan Zhao, who obediently drank it.

Afterwards, Mo Chou sent Chunfeng back, went to lock the door by herself, then walked to the closet beside her, and brought over the clothes that Chunfeng had put outside just now.

"Change your clothes and sleep on the bed. I'll sleep on the rope, no, I'll sleep on the couch." There is no place to tie the rope in the house, and Zhan Zhao is a tall man, so the couch can't fit him.

She is only 15 years old at this time, although she is practicing martial arts, she is petite, so it is convenient to sleep on the couch.

Damn, this must be because I haven't basked in the sun since I was a child.Otherwise, she will be fifteen years old in her life, how can she still be less than 1.6 meters long?

Zhan Zhao said that he was not drunk, but Mo Chou didn't believe what a drunk said.

Zhan Zhao saw Mo Chou who was lying on the couch with a quilt after talking with him, tilted his head and looked at it for a long time.

His footsteps were a little unsteady, and it took Zhan Zhao a lot longer than usual to finally walk to the bed.

Standing still in front of the bed, he smiled unconsciously.

squat down.body, Zhan Zhao looked at the girl in front of him who was not sleeping but was closing her eyes and resting her mind.Put one hand on her hair, and then said softly, "Thank you." Thank you for being alive, thank you for not running away.

"You should really say thank you to me. Zhan Zhao, your physique is too speechless. The girl can live to this day, she is purely lucky." Zhan Zhao smelled of alcohol, coupled with the fiery surrounding The masculine breath was lingering all around, and Mo Chou couldn't ignore and step on it at all.

"En." Somewhat unable to squat, Zhan Zhao leaned against the edge of the couch, one hand was still on the bottom of Mo Chou's head, gently stroking the hair, while the other hand grabbed Mo Chou Hands at sides.

That hand was very small, but there was a thin layer of calluses in the palm, and he put it on his mouth and kissed it lightly, "I am very happy today."

Mo Chou wanted to pull her hand back, but Zhan Zhao held it tighter.Thinking that this person really treats her like a wife, Mo Chou suppressed the embarrassment in her heart.

When I first rescued her back, I didn't think of anything else.Although she was in a coma, she was so weak that one wanted to pity her.But reading the sage books since childhood is not in vain.

Until that day when she opened her eyes, her eyes were hazy, as if they were full of stars, which made his heart beat uncontrollably.

Although she agreed to marry, although there were many conditions, he was not angry and didn't mind.

These days, he has seen all the crazy things around her and is anxious in his heart.He was afraid that this little willful and squeamish girl would temporarily ruin her marriage.

There have been several times, if she hadn't been a martial arts practitioner, she might have died at this time.

Good thing she didn't leave him.

As early as when he didn't know when to start getting married, it was already an extremely luxurious thing for him.But I didn't expect that today I would actually get married.

Maybe he was drunk at this time, maybe everyone was drunk when he was not drunk, he wanted to kiss her, he wanted to hold her in his arms, cherish her well, and she wanted to see her forever clear eyes The watery eyes were stained with love.color.

However, he can't.She is still too young.

Wait a minute.

"I never asked you whether to use a sword or other weapons?" Seeing the calluses on his hands, Zhan Zhao began to guess.

When I first picked up this girl, she only held a handful of bixiao made of unknown material in her hand.

Crystal clear is very beautiful.

"I also use swords and whips. But the one I use the longest is Xiao Yijian, who uses sword energy to control people." I used to think that Xiao was the patent of Huang Yaoshi, but later I found out that the Ancient Tomb Sect also has a school that uses Xiao to control people. The enemy's skills.

It's just that her master likes to play the piano, so Xiao was put aside.When she was young, she was very curious and wanted to learn when she saw it.Then the master passed on the exercises to her.

She stumbled and stumbled in her studies, but fortunately, she still had some achievements.

Using Xiao to use the sword technique, and then killing it with sword energy, is no less than using a sword.

This kung fu tests the strength of inner strength.

Mo Chou slept on a cold jade bed since she was a child. She practiced during the day and at night. One year is equal to two years for others.Ten years is equal to 20 years of others.

Later, I learned the kung fu from the Nine Yin Manual, and my inner strength became even more proficient.

And Xiao used it even more conveniently.

"I'll ask someone to customize a good sword for you, okay?" Zhan Zhao's daily use is Ju Que, which is an ancestral item in the family, and it is too rigid and not suitable for a woman like Mo Chou.He thought that he still had a few pieces of high-quality sword-making black iron at home, so he thought about asking a skilled craftsman to make one for Mo Chou.

Mo Chou shook her head when she heard this, "Don't worry about it, I don't need swords. Didn't mother give me a Yuchang sword? Although that one is smaller, it is also a famous sword through the ages." Although the fish The size of the intestinal sword can be directly regarded as a dagger.head.

When I get a good material in the future, can I make a beautiful scabbard for the Yuchang Sword, and then use it as a hairpin?

It seems that a lot of fellow seniors have done this.

In other words, won't the ancient famous utensils be used in such a way as to damage the hair?

Mo Chou has no shortage of weapons or anything.After all, although the system is a little tricky, when it comes to some rewards, many good things will not be stingy.

Mo Chou's refusal made Zhan Zhao a little disappointed, he actually wanted to give her something.

He just wanted to give her something.

Sitting by the couch, Zhan Zhao seemed to feel less drunk, felt it carefully, and found that he was not so dizzy anymore.So he stood up, glanced at the girl lying on the bed looking at him, bent down and picked her up.

"Hey, Zhan Zhao. What are you doing? Don't throw me."

Shocked, Mo Chou hugged Zhan Zhao's neck with both hands, and whispered.

Zhan Zhao walked to the new bed with a few strides, and then gently placed the person inside.He also lay down. "Go to sleep. No couple sleeps in separate beds on the wedding night. This is a custom."

Mo Chou was about to sit up, but when she heard Zhan Zhao's words and saw Zhan Zhao lying down with her back facing her, she lay down again.

"What a mess, messy rules." After muttering something in a low voice, Mo Chou closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She is also tired these days.

As for sleeping on the same bed with someone from Zhan, Mo Chou was not worried that someone would go crazy and eat her.After all, that person is Zhan Zhao.

We have to trust Zhanwei, don't we?

How could the high-minded Nan Xia Zhan Zhao do such a thing?

If even Zhan Zhao can't be trusted in this world, then she really has no one to trust.

After thinking about it, Mo Chou really fell asleep without any psychological burden.

Zhan Zhao, who had been sleeping outside the bed with his back to Mo Chou, slowly turned his head when he heard Mo Chou's breathing.

Looking at the pretty face of Furong, Zhan Zhao took a long time to close his eyes.

These days, let alone Mo Chou is nervous, even Zhan Zhao is also very nervous.I was afraid that Mo Chou would follow in the footsteps of those women.

After a night without dreams, Mo Chou did not roll into Zhan Zhao's arms the next day like the heroine in the novel, and Zhan Zhao did not take him into his arms while he was sleeping.

They are all martial arts practitioners, and it is easy to wake up if someone is sleeping next to them, let alone if there is any movement.

Although he understands it rationally, Zhan Zhao has some regrets after all.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

A certain Zhan Zhao and Mo Chou couple stayed overnight in the ruined temple, Zhan Zhao lit a fire, and put the cloak he was wearing with him on the hay, and a simple bed was made.Seeing that the bed was too wide for one person and the bed was a bit crowded for two people, Zhan Zhao turned around with a satisfied face and prepared to ask his wife to go to bed, but he didn't expect to see his wife lying on a rope in mid-air when he turned around.

Zhan Zhao: "..." The daughter-in-law's sect is really annoying.