[Qin Shimingyue] On the development of love through improper households

and so on.

and so on.

……Wait.

On the third day of February, he waited for her in the rain for a long time.

But she didn't come.

He slowly turned his back and took one last look at the sunrise at Dinglan Mountain.Pale and gray light shines through the misty clouds, but in spring there is the bleakness of autumn, desolate and cold.

Being drenched in the rain sucks, and feeling frustrated with two years of anticipation is even worse.

Xiang Yu is not a wise king, and Zhang Liang understands that this overlord of Western Chu, who has been dazzled by hatred, is no longer the former Shao Yu.

People are subject to change. Perhaps it is in order to survive that they forget their original intention a little bit, and then deviate from their original self.

Gradually, gradually, until it becomes a completely strange appearance.

Zhang Liang thought of Ji Zhen, the Ji Zhen who had followed him since childhood.No matter how coldly he treats each other, he will persevere and stalk the stalking girl Ji, until he gradually gets used to it from the initial disgust and disgust, and then accepts and loses the girl Ji.

With his eyes closed, he could even see himself in his youth, walking on a certain street in Xinzheng, followed by Ji Zhen who was smiling all over his face.

One after the other.She stepped on his shadow with strides, repeatedly crushing countless ancient sunsets.

He frowned angrily in front, and she smiled happily in the back.

Her smile gradually blurred in the sunset.

He once thought that walking like this was a lifetime.

Later, that person disappeared behind him.He turned his head and saw only his own shadow.He raised the corners of his lips, but the shadow would not smile at him.

Two years of life in exile made him experience countless bitter setbacks.He chose to help Liu Bang with his own deliberation, and he dared not take another wrong step—people who have already missed walk on thin ice.

It's just that he didn't expect that Ji Zhen would stand in a completely opposite position with him.She shook the wine glass at him, with a smile on her face, but her eyes were extremely indifferent: "Long time no see, want to have a drink?...Mr. Zhang."

He was silent for a moment, then finally nodded and said: "Zi Fang is disrespectful."

There are only a few steps between them, but it seems that they are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and there are vicissitudes of life to ponder and feel sad.

He took the wine glass in her hand and drank it down.

The taste of the wine is very light, but melancholy gradually rises, and then what comes to my heart is sadness and loneliness.

Ji Zhen's sword dance was aimed at Liu Bang.

He had to draw his sword to face her, not only to force her sharp sword away, but also to be careful not to hurt her.

He showed mercy to her with every sword, but she wanted his life with every sword.

He couldn't get distracted, so he forgot to protect himself.

"——" He grunted and bit his lips tightly. The sword in her hand had pierced his left abdomen.

"Why not avoid it?" she asked back.

"Ah Zhen." Ling Xu in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of metal falling to the ground, and he asked softly, "Are you really going to kill me?"

There was no heartache or regret on her face.

He wanted to find any familiar look on her face, but he couldn't find any.

She carried him into the tent, and was about to take off his clothes, but he held his hand.

"Ah Zhen, I miss you very much."

As soon as he finished speaking, she pressed his acupuncture points, and then took off his clothes.

"Zhang Liang, I don't need you."

That Ji Zhen who swears so aggressively that she will say "I must marry Zhang Xiaomei in my life" has really disappeared.

Seeing that his wound was not deep, she was a little annoyed and said, "You played a trick to lure me away and protect Liu Bang. Zhang Liang, you have grown a lot in the past two years. Sure enough, the fox has become a spirit." .”

True, the physical wounds were not serious.The trauma in my heart probably has already collapsed.

"Xiang Yu is not a wise king."

"……Oh."

"Ah Zhen, you don't believe me."

"How do you tell me to trust you?"

She returned the jade flute he gave her to its original owner. She thought they had been settled by time, but they couldn't.

He will not allow it.

He didn't miss the appointment. This time, she owed him.

Fan Zeng sent her to watch, and she lived in his house-this was her ambition, but it never came true.The old Zhang family has now lost, but he still arranged her into the best small courtyard.

She lived comfortably, but was restless, running around from time to time.

"Ah Zhen, where are you going?" Seeing her walking out again, he asked aloud.

"Zhang San, how old am I this year?"

"...Twenty and three." She and him have always been the same age.

"Is it too big?"

He was speechless, but he heard her say: "It's time to go out and find a lover."

Beloved?

Ah.

What is a good man?

He followed her, just like she followed him many years ago, step by step.He saw her walking into Huajie Liuxiang, and when he saw her staring intently at another man's body, he finally pushed the door open and entered.

"Mr. Zhang, didn't Confucianism teach you to knock on the door? If you destroy other people's good deeds, be careful of retribution. And coming to this kind of place will damage your reputation."

"I don't care about fame."

His face was calm and his voice was calm.

reputation?

Once upon a time, he no longer cared about such things.

How can a vain reputation really surpass the joys, sorrows and joys of the person in front of him?

Ah Zhen, let's start from scratch, shall we?

"You're kidding me! If you Zhang Liang didn't care about fame, you should have eloped with me ten years ago."

Ten years ago, if I could go back ten years ago, I would not let you work so hard.

Many things have been forgotten in the dark and narrow corner of time. If he didn't look back later, he might not be able to discover those neglected details, but the more he explored, the more distressed he was. Girl.

Xiao Liang, who was also Lord Longyang who appeared later, touched her acupuncture points and handed her over to him.

"Sookie, I'll take Ah Zhen to a place, you don't have to follow."

He wanted to take her to eat sugar cakes, her favorite sugar cakes, and he knew she must miss them very much.

He stretched out his hand to untie her acupuncture point, and he was greeted with an unceremonious slap.

The slap in the street was powerful and loud, attracting countless passers-by to stop and watch.

"May I ask what kind of qualification you have to meddle in my son's affairs?"

His face was in pain, and he was only stunned for a moment before regaining his composure.

——My hair is messed up.He reached out and carefully brushed the broken hair on her forehead.

"Ah Zhen, do you want some sugar cake? I'll add tofu curd for you."

He pointed to the candy shop not far away, and he saw tears streaming down her face, and her voice sounded like a sigh: "I want to eat candy cakes, a lot of candy cakes, and bean curd, many bowls of bean curd ..."

He said softly: "Okay."

As long as you want, as long as I have, I will give it to you.

All are fine.

He hadn't recovered from the melancholy of the past, but he saw her saying to him seriously: "You should marry Shuzi."

That Ji Zhen who disturbed his marriage at the cost of death many years ago actually persuaded him to marry someone else.

Beneath the calm face was a gradually cooling heart.

He said with difficulty: "If you don't marry, I won't force you, and you will never marry a wife in your life."

Every word is absurd.

She can not want him, but she can't push him to others.

Maybe she would drink some wine and be in a better mood, so she wouldn't say those nasty nonsense, but she spent almost all his money, so how could she have money to buy her wine?

He became his flute, a relic left to him by his mother, and a token of love from him to her. ——However, she no longer wants that thing.Maybe she can accept the jade flute in exchange for Xifeng.

She did accept it, and he began to rejoice in his decision, even though it was deadly.Fearing that she would get cold from drinking too much cold wine, he warmed the whole jug of wine. This process required a lot of patience and was very troublesome, but the feeling of carefully protecting something was not bad.

He looked up at the night sky, the moonlight was very bright, pouring down on the ground, as if it had spread an even layer of autumn frost.

The evening wind blew, shattering the moonlight from time to time, and flowing like water.

The peach blossom tree in the small courtyard was dead, and he heard something crack open in his heart.

Awan and the peach blossom tree he planted, the peach blossom tree that Ji Zhen once captured the red spider, and the peach blossom tree that everyone said should be protected, died in the end.

"...It was also brilliant before." Ji Zhen said so, but he really wanted to take a look at this tree again, to see it blooming in a flourishing manner.

A pleasant tune came to his ears, it was "Zi Jin" which he also played many years ago.

It turns out she will too. ... That's right, the former her would even read difficult Confucian works for him, let alone play flute.

"Zhang Liang, Ah Wan left you this thing, why are you willing to take it?" She knelt down and stuffed the jade flute back into his hand.

"Ah really know my mother?"

"My mother's name is also A Wan. But she is not as good as your A Wan. She wanted to kill me before, but was killed by my father."

"Ah Zhen..." It's not what you think, Ji Wuye has hidden too many things from you.

"It doesn't matter, I don't care, anyway, I was born without a mother. You know what my father looks like. He kept looking for a stepmother for me, but none of the stepmothers lived for three months... It's a pity that so many Good girl, she was ruined by him. I also wanted to have a clean family background, with a father and a mother, and the family lived happily together, and I was willing to have no wine or candy like that."

"But this is just a wish from a long time ago. Since it is a wish, of course it cannot be realized. Dad has never treated me badly in material terms. I have lived a life without worrying about food and clothing for more than ten years. Even Han Fei is not as good as me. Extravagance, I'm very lucky. The Black Crows are not as good as me... So, it really doesn't matter. I won't make a wish, and I won't—"

"—I won't trust you any more."

In the last sentence, from the initial clenching of his fists to the final smiling face, there was always a thorn in his heart, which blurred the soft and prickly flesh and blood.

The month is full and short, and it is difficult to have both.

Tonight and Hexi, you are already strangers.

The love is deep, the fate is also deep, but good luck tricks people.

He has nothing to do with her.

For a person with a broken heart, even though she has full of affection, she doesn't want to listen, not at all, she rejects him just like he rejected her back then.

Until Han Xin threw her to him after drinking Hehuan San, he knew that they would never be able to settle.

He couldn't refuse, and he didn't want to refuse at all.From passive to active, human nature has returned to the original instinct.

The next day, he woke up very early, listening to the pattering rain outside the window, but his heart was empty.She got up from him and sneaked away as if nothing happened. He opened his eyes and said, "Are you going to slip away after eating and wiping off?"

"Gah?" She froze for a moment, then immediately raised her eyebrows and bit back, "Do you have evidence?"

The appearance of her pleading not guilty is extremely interesting and cute, but in his opinion, it feels a little sad for no reason.

He said quietly: "Ovary's innocence for more than 20 years——"

"I don't want to marry you!" She pulled off the quilt, covered his naked body tightly, then cleared her throat and said seriously, "Moya taught me before, it's called 'after a night of love, continue Be friends'."

"...you don't need such a friend."

"Good-bye now, then."

She has a broken heart, so her words are always irresponsible and extremely cruel.

"In the end, you didn't come. The sun was so bright on the third day of February, and the peach blossoms were so beautiful. I waited from sunrise to sunset, until the tea and wine were empty, but you never came."

"...On the third day of February, it was raining all the time." He gently got up from the bed, with loneliness in his voice, expression, and eyes, "I've been waiting for you for three days."

After waiting for three days, I waited until all the expectations I had accumulated over the past two years came to nothing, and all that was left was a silent emptiness.

He couldn't convince her, and she didn't understand him at all, so they broke up unhappy.

It's just that he didn't expect that after killing Han Wangcheng and defeating his plan to restore the country, she would actually help Shuzi drug him.

What kind of abyss did she want him to fall into in order to relieve her hatred?

How on earth would he have to endure it again and again in order to repay it?

The heart is cooler than cold water.

Lying on the bed drenched all over, he sighed softly: "This time, I won't keep you... Han Xin will send you to Pengcheng safely, don't refuse, the road is not safe."

"Oh, thanks." She was stunned for a moment, then pulled the quilt over him, and gently covered him, not forgetting to pretend to be polite, "Then take care."

There was no trace of reluctance in his tone.

He was so tired that he couldn't even utter the words to persuade him to stay. Just as he was about to close his eyes, he saw her fall to the ground, and he hugged her without thinking.

The body moves faster than the mind, and once made her fall among the crowd, such a mistake will not be made again.

He called a doctor to diagnose her, and the doctor smiled and said to him: "Congratulations, Mr. Zhang, Madam is happy."

—They have a baby.

He turned his face away and saw the spring sunshine coming in through the gap in the window, sweeping away the haze of the previous few days.

Outside the window, birds are singing and flowers are blooming.Life is so fragrant.

He carefully hid the few jars of wine left, and warned Ji Zhen not to expect to find them.

He began to look forward to their child, he guessed whether the child was a boy or a girl, he even asked Yin Xue what to give the child so that Ah Zhen would like it.He seemed to see a roll of blueprints, on which the future of him and her was predictable and bright.

However, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.How could he have forgotten that she was ruthless, so now it was just his wishful thinking.

She didn't want his child, but it was her child too.

But she can still smile and say: "The taste is not bad, sweet."

He didn't even have the strength to be angry, only endless disappointment remained.

It started to rain again, and the rain was so fast that it shattered the spring scenery all over the place.

"I'm leaving today and going back to Pengcheng. Take care."

He nodded, remained silent, reached out and touched the corner of his mouth, and found that the corner of his mouth was stiff.

He found a carriage and entrusted Han Xin to take her back to Pengcheng. He prepared everything that should be prepared along the way.I also bought her favorite bean curds and sugar cakes, but they were already cold.

Probably because his heart was also cold.

"There is only one jar of Xifeng left."

He still wants her to bring the wine she loves, the best one always belongs to her.

"Zhang Liang, keep it for yourself. Anyway, I still have more than 400 jars of Xifeng in Pengcheng. The taste of this wine is very good. You have had a dry addiction..."

Whether it was intentional or not, the wine jar he was holding fell from his hand and fell to the ground.There was the crisp sound of broken porcelain, and then there was a mess all over the place.

"Thank you." He came back to his senses and said to Han Xin calmly, "Please send them to Pengcheng safely."

After that, he walked into the rain, letting the rain wet his clothes and hair.

"Hey—" she poked her head out of the carriage and shouted to him, "hold your umbrella, idiot."

He stopped, turned his face slowly, and then smiled all over the city.

At this moment, he actually smiled.

He could still laugh.

That smile, reflecting the pale sunlight, is peerless.

He opened his lips lightly and said, no need.

A cool liquid slid down his face, and he knew it was probably rain.

If Mo is not related, if there is no emotional barrier in front, how can they hurt each other.

Five months later, what he got was the news that she was going to marry someone else.

On the way here in a hurry, he thought of a thousand and ten thousand ways to take her away.

Finally, the moment he stepped into Sima's Mansion, he found that he was powerless and had no position.

He stood at the back of the crowd, separated from the hustle and bustle and blessings, and stood in the shadow that the sun couldn't reach. He was alone, with all his smiles suppressed, desolate, pale but lonely and beautiful.

Just like her back then, she also stood alone behind the crowd, watching him marry someone else, her heart ached beyond measure.

Well, this kind of thing, they are even.

Blessing words, but how can not say it.

——Wait, he didn't come to send blessings at all!

His eyes were fixed on her high belly, which he knew belonged to their child.Although Han Xin kept his mouth shut, he couldn't lie to him after all.

What he brought to Ji Zhen was not a wedding gift, but a gift for their children.

When they fell to the bottom at the age of 16, Ji Zhen didn't take away the little clothes that Aunt Zhang gave them after they left with Mo Ya, but he put them away by mistake.Thinking about it today, there is a definite plan in the dark.

If Yan Lu hadn't seriously warned him, Zifang, you can't mess around, and if Ji Zhen hadn't looked at him too indifferently, I'm afraid he really couldn't help it, couldn't help but say, Ah Zhen, let's go, start again start.

Just a little.

He didn't say.He knew that Ji Zhen didn't love him anymore, and he would never agree.

After drinking a glass of wine, he left.

It was late summer when it came, and it was early autumn when it went.

He traveled thousands of miles, trekked across mountains and rivers, and came here on the dust. He originally wanted to take her away.

In the end, he failed to take her away, but he kept his heart.

Three months later, Pengcheng fell, and as an enemy army, he had no choice but to rescue her.Even though the dragon wasn't by her side, she was excited—as if she was going to die.

"Pei Gong, Zifang has something to ask."

"Ovary, please tell me."

"Madam Suwenlong is gentle and graceful, and she is the most beautiful lady. I saw her today, and she is really like that." He paused, and said, "... Please help me, Mr. Pei."

"Zifang, I will never agree to your request. I can't let you go wrong! Your laughing name of being a father will definitely be ridiculed by the world!" After finishing speaking, Liu Bang waved his hand, "Will this woman Kill it, then keep the whole body and leave it to Long Qie."

"Pei Gong."

"Ovary, you—"

Everyone was dumbfounded.Even Ji Zhen was stunned.

Because he knelt down in front of Liu Bang, his face remained unchanged, and he said earnestly: "Please Pei Gong."

In the end, he managed to save her life.

Compared with her life, his reputation is really not important, at least he doesn't care.

What he wants, what he cares about, is something alive.

In Hanying, she was still restless, and he defended her everywhere.However, he still wanted to send her back.

Compared with the military strength of the Chu army, the Han army was far behind, and there was no chance of winning.Once again he felt powerless.

Misfortunes never come singly, they also met the killer of Xingge.Fortunately, Lord Longyang had the foresight to save them so that they would not die.It's just that Ji Zhen gave birth prematurely because of the turmoil.

The scene of a woman giving birth is extremely tragic, and he has also experienced it, the hair is torn into a mess, and the wrists are scratched with scars.He looked at her in pain, and he couldn't bear it, but he also looked forward to their child who was about to be born.

Fortunately, the mother and child were safe in the end. He stared at the ball of meat with the corners of his mouth raised, full of joy.What made him even happier was that he saw the light that had disappeared for a long time in Ji Zhen's eyes.He understood that her heart came back, and the original Ji Zhen also came back.

They hugged each other, rubbing each other's ears, talking to each other, and their son.

Like a family.No, they were supposed to be a family.

Many years ago, he would never have thought that he would name his child such as Qiuqiu, but at this moment he felt that this name couldn't be more appropriate.

What made him feel uncomfortable was that after a short period of happiness, Long Qi came. Although he had been mentally prepared, he still couldn't accept such a thing-giving his wife and children to another man with his own hands.

It is a shame that will never be forgotten in this lifetime.

He hated their powerlessness, hated their involuntary control, and finally compromised after thinking and struggling to weigh the pros and cons.The only thing that comforted him was that Long Qi treated Ji really well, and even named their son after them to prove their innocent innocence, no doubt about it.

Believe in the king without doubt—although he still thinks that no doubt is more suitable for the name of Qiuqiu.

After returning to the Han camp, he devised strategies to relieve the king's worries and problems.The belief in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, and when the time is right, he will regain everything he lost.One day, I will take it back with my own hands.

Bai Feng came to visit and brought bad news, something happened to their doubts.

The father-eating Gu...seems to want his life.

The first thing he thought of was not Buyi, but Ji Zhen.Maybe it was a trap, but he still came to her side without hesitation.

They haven't seen each other for a year.

He stood in front of her with a clear and shallow smile on his face.

When she was young, she seldom saw his smile, because he didn't like to show her smiling face, thinking about the past, his smile was filled with guilt.

He lost his sense of hearing, taste, and vision, and lived in a dark world. Of course he felt distressed. What made him even more sad was that she had to try her best to comfort him by pretending to be relaxed, even though she was clearly suffering.

Seventy-seven forty-nine days.

Seven seven 49 knives.

"Even if I pay the price of my life, I will not let him have trouble." He promised her so.

Of course he won't break his promise.

He would never allow himself to break his promise in front of her again.

Shuzi's visit brings worse news that his father is dead.He should go home as soon as possible to handle the funeral to show his filial piety, but he had to stay because of unsuspecting things.

Shuzi misunderstood, he didn't want to cause more trouble to Ji Zhen, and didn't explain anything.

"Father, please don't blame the child for being unfilial. He will definitely go home to apologize in the future."

Facing Xinzheng's direction, he knelt down and kowtowed.

Tears broke the embankment.

After suppressing it for many years, it finally broke out completely at this moment.

He is also a father, and he began to understand Zhang Ping's good intentions for him.When he was young, he was not close to his strict father, and when he grew up, he went to study far away, and he was even more distant. The relationship between father and son was weak, but during the two years of fleeing, the relationship gradually deepened.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see his father for the last time, nor could he personally handle his father's funeral.

Bigger blows came one after another, and Lord Longyang was afraid that the world would not be chaotic and would bring him a message: Liu Bang was besieged in Xingyang, and the two sides were fighting for a long time.Liu Bang went to the doctor in a hurry, and absurdly adopted the suggestion of the politician Li Shiqi-implemented the "moving policy" and decided to enfeoff the six kingdoms.

Listening to Longyang Jun's ridicule, he clenched his fists silently, a tearing pain came from his wrist, and the wound was completely opened again.

Blood snaked down his wrist, dripping drop by drop, and the bandages were all stained red, which was extremely dazzling under the bright moonlight.

He could barely support his exhausted body, and he would not and would not allow himself to collapse in front of others.As proud as he is, he only raised his lips and whispered to her: "...Ah Zhen, it's fine."

His fingers slid across her soft cheeks, and gently pressed the corners of her eyes, calming the warmth that was about to burst out of her eyes in an instant.

He said it doesn't matter.This is not the first time they have faced such a predicament, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

No matter how many twists and turns you have gone through, it doesn't matter.

As long as they are all around, all is not hopeless.There must be a day, and the clouds will open and the moon will shine.

Even in the days when Xingyang was besieged, he never wavered in his belief.In the military camp, he met a boy who looked very similar to her.

The boy's name is Ah Mo, and he is Korean like them. His country was destroyed and his family was scattered, and he experienced too many hardships early on.

At this point, his dream was no longer to revive Korea.He wants to assist Mingjun to create a peaceful country.

No one will experience the ruin of the country and family, no one will live a life of homelessness, and no more dead bones of heroic souls will be buried on the battlefield.

In the twilight, he remembered the wonders he had seen during his long travels. He saw the water falling from a high altitude, smashing himself heavily into the deep pool in an irreversible gesture, and then breaking apart, splashing spectacular foam , twisting and merging, and finally lost in the dust.

All the turmoil, he hoped it would all return to calm.

Later, Ah Mo was killed by Ji Zhen, and his death was miserable. Ji Zhen needed to take his place and sneak into Xingyang.He knows all of this.

Ji Zhen advocated the once-and-for-all approach, but what he wanted to know more was whether Ji Zhen would be ruthless if she knew about A Mo's life experience.

"Ah Zhen, it's easy to destroy a person's dream...but it's very difficult to make a person's dream come true."

The magnificent forest in Xiaoshengxianzhuang was created by wind, frost, rain and dew for a hundred years or more. However, a fire ordered by Yingzheng burned it down in a few days.

A hundred years, or even longer, may never be able to create that forest again.

I miss the days I don’t see, and I still miss the days I see.

I miss the time when they lived in harmony, but those days are few and far between.

The first time I saw her was when they were ten years old, they attended a night banquet at Han Palace.He really fell in love with her at first sight.Although the process was extremely short and fleeting, he had to admit that he liked watching her nibble on tea cakes, he found it quite interesting.

She ran after him for many years, and when he finally turned around, she was finally gone.

They were separated by a deep gully into two people on the road, running in opposite directions, getting further and further apart.

She left the last piece of tea cake for him to eat, it's rare that she can still think about him - it's not easy to snatch food from her mouth, it's like snatching food from a tiger's mouth.

She joked that his eating was too elegant: "Yo, Xiao Mian, I have learned to love myself."

He smiled and said, "Otherwise, who would love me?"

I wanted to make a joke to make her laugh, but I felt a little sad first.

Many years later, thinking about this scene, he can still clearly remember Ji Zhen's expression at this moment—a face that was originally smiling happily, but was as stiff as if it was about to cry.

She talked to him about the world: "Zhang San, do you believe in reincarnation and afterlife?"

"...I don't believe it."

If you can't stay with you in this life, what do you want to do in the afterlife?

"Don't lament this life, don't want the next life."

He does not want false sustenance, he wants fresh things, he wants real existence.

Therefore, he does not want an afterlife.

He took her to watch the sunrise from the tall buildings in Xingyang, watching the rising sun rise from the clouds, little by little, until the sky slowly changed from orange red to light blue, it was very beautiful, no worse than Dinglanshan.

At the beginning of March, at the end of April, everything is excellent.The time they spend together is as peaceful as gurgling water, slowly and slowly.

Regarding the past, they tacitly kept silent.He hoped that this kind of life would be longer, longer, or it would be like this forever.

"Ah Zhen, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking," she replied lazily, turning her face to the side, "I'm thinking about what you looked like ten years ago."

Ten years ago, at that time, he was 16 years old.

At an age of pride and arrogance, he is so vigorous that he has not yet experienced the destruction of his family and country.

"Do you remember that?" he asked.

"forget."

... forgot?

It’s okay to forget—then let’s start over.

This peaceful day did not last long.Chen Ping's alienation plan was successfully implemented, and Fan Zeng was alienated by Xiang Yu, and he developed a serious sore on the way back to Pengcheng.

He took her to see Fan Zeng. Fan Zeng was dying of illness, dying, and pitifully old and thin.

Fan Zeng's last wish is to play a game of chess with him.This old man who has worked hard for the country all his life is finally suspected by the children he raised, and even wants to die in a foreign land.He was deeply saddened.

What Ji Zhen said is correct, King Xiang is King Xiang, Shaoyu is Shaoyu, those are two people.

Everyone is afraid of being abandoned, even the elderly like Fan Zeng.A game of chess was played intermittently, he was coughing badly, but he seemed to be working extremely hard.He respected his opponent and never let go. When the game was over, he won.

Fan Zeng closed his eyes and said flatly, "I lost."

"Senior admitted."

"It's my skills that are inferior to others." Fan Zeng sighed softly, and finally passed away suddenly.

In the last sentence before his death, he said: "Ovary, treat Ah Zhen well, she only has you in her heart."

With a calm face, he said solemnly: "I will not let go of her hand."

He will never let go, even if she wants to leave, he is determined not to let go, and will tie her up.

—he really did.

Whether it's Yangmou or conspiracy, nothing is more important than her life. He can't let her go, he can't watch her go back to die, even if they sacrifice their child, he can't let her go back.

Whatever she wants, he will give her.He will fulfill her wish for her.

What he did was impeccable, but he still missed a step.After thousands of calculations, he didn't take into account her calculations against him, so he was always on guard.

He watched her leave helplessly, accompanied by strong anger and unwillingness in his heart.He was angry at her refusal to obey, not at his own powerlessness.

After all, Ji Zhen left. They hadn't seen each other for several years, and the distance between them was even further away.

Fortunately, she was safe and sound - after learning the news, he stopped walking towards Chuying.

It turned out that as long as she was safe and sound, nothing else was that important.

Han Xin brought Yinxue back, he watched them quarreling, and thought in his heart, when will he and Ji Zhen have such a day?

He went for a walk by the seaside, and the unfaded night in the deep sky dyed his black hair deep purple. In the unfinished sky, Han Xin turned his head to him and said, "Zifang, I'm going to marry a wife."

"Congratulations."

However, what Han Xin wanted to marry was not Yinxue, but a woman he didn't know and didn't love at all, just because that woman was an aristocrat, after Han Xin became the king of Qi, he needed to consolidate his power.

The always bouncing, lively and lovely Snow Song became depressed, and often squatted by the seaside silently.Zhang Liang had long regarded her as his younger sister, so he couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her.Han Xin entrusted Yin Xue to his care, without even asking Yin Xue for her own opinion.

That day when Zhang Liang went out to pray for Ji Zhen, Yin Xue drank alone at home.Liu Bang, who was drunk again, came to talk to Zhang Liang, saw Yin Xue, and flirted with her in a playful manner.A woman with melancholy is the most coquettish and temperamental, and Yin Xue actually took the initiative to teach Liu Bang a lesson.

In a rage, Liu Bang made a fake show and took her by force.When Zhang Liang came back, the tragedy had already happened.Liu Bang left in a hurry, leaving Yinxue sitting alone on the bed, shaking violently with her arms folded.

"Yin Xue, you—" He handed her a handkerchief.

She raised her face, but there were no tears on her face, and then, the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a childlike innocent smile.

"I'm fine."

Her smile became blurred. She has always been a bright and lovely girl. When did she endure such humiliation?

Han Xin's attitude towards this is indifferent. It's not that he doesn't care about her, it's just that he can bear the humiliation of his crotch. How much can her humiliation be counted to him?

Yin Xue began to look for death and life, and her whole body became hysterical. Han Xin finally lost his patience and even pointed the finger at Zhang Liang: "Your woman is important, but mine is not?"

He blamed Zhang Liang for going out to pray for Ji Zhen privately and not taking good care of Yin Xue, which led to this tragedy.Yin Xue, who never scolded Han Xin, finally yelled: "Since when did you think I was your woman? If you really cared about me, would you be willing to push it to others? Han Xin is a big fool!"

After Han Xin left, Yin Xue cried a lot and asked him incoherently, "If it was Mr. Zhang Liang, would you be willing to hand over your son to someone else to take care of you?"

She misses the Han Xin who grew up with her in the past, even if he is looked down upon by everyone, she still has a crush on him, even if he is poor, lazy, does not take a shower, and can't even catch a fish, she is willing to follow him .

That is her own Han Shuanzhu, an existence that no one can replace.

Zhang Liang takes Yinxue to the beach for a walk, but encounters a cloudy sky.

The wind was strong, rolling the waves, roaring and rushing to the cliff in waves, splashing white waves, smashing down hard, breaking into countless foams, and cowardly dispersing back into the sea.

He thought of Ji Zhen again—they