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

"Wan Ge, do you think the red lotus has produced lotus seeds after its defeat?" I looked at the peach trees in the general's mansion, and suddenly thought of the beautiful pond of the red lotus princess, "how about we Shall I go and have a look?"

"Yes."

Wan Ge responded with his sword in his arms, his eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he exuded a sharp and trembling aura.

I also sometimes forget that he is 16 years old like me.

The pool is sparkling and sparkling.

I saw a whole pool of decaying lotus, but did not see the lotus seeds I was looking forward to.The red lotus was so beautiful when it bloomed, but now it is so dilapidated when it is defeated.

I frowned and said, "Let's go, they're all disabled, there's nothing to see."

Wan Ge froze for two seconds, his eyes looking at Manchi's remnant lotus became extremely gentle for an instant, and then he asked softly, "If you are remnant, don't you want it?"

I was stunned by his question, and after I realized it, I wondered why he was so sentimental today.

Later, I realized that this indifferent and strong boy was actually as pale and restless as a cicada's wing in his heart.

"Of course I don't need it if I'm disabled." I muttered, and turned my head away, but I didn't see his body stiffen in an instant, and his handsome face, which was still a little bloody, also faded in that instant, and turned pale in an instant.

"Young master is talking about... the disabled things, you should get rid of them."

He was repeating what I said, but it was more like muttering to himself, admonishing himself.

"Let's go, let's go back to drink evening tea." I picked a withered dog's tail grass, held it in my mouth and said, "Baifeng must have brought me candy again."

It's always sugar cakes, sugar cakes come and go, although they are cheap, you can't buy them every day.But although the sugar cake is sweet and greasy, I can never get tired of eating it.

I smacked my mouth and was about to go back, when suddenly a purple-white figure bumped into my line of sight.

Suddenly.

He is always out of season, just like this pond full of remnants of lotus.

He stood on the left side of King Han, and Princess Honglian was on the right side of King Han. If you ignore the crowd of maidservants and guards behind, this scene really looks like a family of three traveling.

A loving father, a pair of newlyweds, a family and a beautiful family.

It should be the case.If I, my father, and Zhang Liang stand together, it will only make people feel that it is against harmony, and they will think it is an evil act of bullying men and women.

"Ji Zhen." Someone called me.

It is Han Wangan.

I came back to my senses and saluted respectfully: "Ji Zhen has met Han Wangan, Princess Honglian, and Mr. Zhang Liang."

"Ji Zhen doesn't need to be too polite, please hurry up." Xu Hanwang was too afraid of his father, and he even showed a little humility towards me.

How did he forget?

He is the king of a country.

Our South Korea has long existed in name only, and the country has changed hands.

The instigator was my father, his own, the only one, but should I sigh with regret or be my father's pawn?

These questions used to give me a headache, and now that I think about it, I still don't have the answer, but I begin to understand why I like eating candy.

You can also try it. When you feel hard, eat a piece of sweet and greasy sugar cake, and then tell yourself that life will always be sweet.Do not believe?

If you don't believe me, lick your lips, it's really sweet.

Princess Honglian never waited to see me, she frowned and asked, "If you entered the palace without being summoned, you members of the Ji family really have no law."

There are only me and my father in the Ji family, and she is right in saying so.

I wasn't angry, but Han Wang was a little angry instead, and softly scolded her: "Don't talk nonsense, General Ji and Ji Zhen can enter and leave the palace freely without hindrance."

"Father, if you protect her like this, you will regret it one day." After finishing speaking, Princess Honglian resigned and left on the grounds that she was unwell.

Han Wang smiled awkwardly, looking at her with more helplessness than affection.He is not protecting me, but his last crumbling Han dynasty.

He was afraid that my omnipotent father would set off a bloodbath at any time.

King Han asked me to have dinner in the palace, but I declined his kindness, but I heard Wang Han say loudly: "Zifang, please send Ji Zhen off, young people should communicate more together."

"Zi Fang obeys." Zhang Liang looked at me again after speaking, with a gentle attitude, "Miss Ji, please."

He said, Miss Ji please.

Miss Ji.

Miss Ji...

The starting point is this appellation, and so is the conclusion.

I walked in a big circle, went around and around, and went back to the original point.

Why did my father name me Ah Zhen? Wouldn't it be easy to call me a girl?

... Then even if Zhang Liang called me that, I wouldn't be too sad.Give me a reason to coax myself, Bai Feng will only be angry with me, Mo Ya is too busy, Wan Ge can't talk, I can only find reasons to coax myself.

poo.

The person who made me "wonderful and longing for it" was standing beside me right now, and I could touch him as soon as I stretched out my hand.

But meeting does not mean getting it. In the world of love, the more you ask for, the more barren it will be, especially the one-sided lovesickness.

All the can't wait, can't wait to look forward to.

Mr. Zhang Liang is too polite for a gentleman, he sent me to the general's mansion alone, and even treated Wan Ge who had assassinated him with courtesy.

"Mr. Zhang Liang, thank you for your hard work." I also treated each other with courtesy and respect, but I scolded myself half to death in my heart. If Bai Feng saw me like this, wouldn't he die of laughter?Because I was worried about Zhang Liang's safety, I also politely urged: "It's getting late, Mr. Zhang Liang, please go back."

Before Zhang Liang nodded his thanks, the father's calm voice came from inside the door: "Since Mr. Zhang Liang is here, why don't you come in and sit down? Ah Zhen, you are too rude."

I subconsciously stood in front of Zhang Liang, met my father's provocative gaze, raised my head and said, "He's not feeling well."

The old man raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer, "You understand very well?"

I pretended to be calm on the surface, but a thin layer of sweat oozed from my palms.Just when I was nervous, Zhang Liang came out from behind me and stood in front of me in turn. His voice was clear and clear, neither humble nor overbearing: "Thank you General for your kindness, but Zifang is so disrespectful. It just so happens that Zifang also has something to ask the General."

I was about to yell that this was a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, but he turned his head and whispered: "I'm fine, Ah Zhen."

At that moment, my heart was full of withered and remnant lotuses, and they all came back to life as if they were illuminated by a blessing.My heart calmed down and softened, I nodded softly: "Okay."

I don't feel scared at all.