what a good man

If he was about to fall, he resisted not showing up.He thought that maybe after seeing him, her mood would be even worse.

...No way, I am an eyesore.

He saw Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang was holding an umbrella, wearing a luxurious white and purple shirt, in the light rain, his expression was indifferent.

They passed each other, and he stopped suddenly.

He said, "Hi."

"What is Mr. Wan doing?"

"...You go and see my young master, she is there alone, you—" His voice suddenly turned cold, "If you refuse, even without the general's order, I will kill you."

Zhang Liang was silent for a long time, then lightly agreed, "Okay."

At that moment, he suddenly wanted to say to Zhang Liang: "You take the young master away, the farther the better, never come back again."

He can bear the consequences alone.

Almost, he said it.

Almost.

Ji Zhen is still back.

It's just that he lost his soul and lay on the stone bed in the dark room all day, either in a daze or sleeping.Ji Wuye didn't let Ji Zhen suffer the pain of flesh and blood again, but imprisoned her freedom.

At this time, he had succeeded Mo Ya and became the commander of the Imperial Guard of the General's Mansion.After becoming the commander, there were more and more things to do, but he still had a lot of time to spend with her.

He was always worried that Ji Zhen, who had lost her freedom, would seek death.So every time he received an order, he executed it as quickly as possible, and then, bloody and exhausted, he went to buy Ji Zhen's favorite candy cake and bean curd.

He was afraid that the smell of blood on his body would make her feel uncomfortable, so he had to call the servant to send it.

Ji Zhen no longer eats candy cakes, and occasionally takes a few mouthfuls of pretending.She ate less and less and became thinner and thinner.

The heavy chain was locked on her slender wrist, bringing out the desolation in the room.

Even if he ordered someone to light her favorite wintersweet to burn incense in the dark room, it still couldn't conceal the air of dying here.Once Ji Zhen was bored playing with his sword in the sleeve, and accidentally cut his finger, but it didn't stop bleeding. Instead, he simply used his finger as a pen, blood as ink, and practiced calligraphy on the ground.

She only wrote one sentence, Zhang Xiaomei.

Zhang Xiaomei.

Zhang Xiaomei...

He really wanted to kill Zhang Liang, whether he was innocent or not.It's just that he knew that if he really did this, this would be the place where Ji Zhen died.

The last thing she cares about in life is Zhang Liang's wife who is talking, laughing and drinking tea in the little sage's village.

Ji Wuye's hand fell on his shoulder for the third time.

The man who had been a soldier all his life died on his wedding night.The blood on the ground of the Que Pavilion was actually redder than the lanterns decorated everywhere in the General's Mansion.

Red to dazzling.

"...Ah Zhen, I leave it to you! You are not his opponent..." Ji Wuye sighed quietly, and never opened his eyes again.

At this point, he is completely free.

"People who block my way have only one end, and that is death." Wei Zhuang, who was full of white hair, was speaking in a rather literary manner, but he didn't listen to a word.

Ji Wuye's last sentence was a warning, warning him not to fight Wei Zhuang.

As a general, he spent his entire life in the military, commanding all the power and monopolizing power in South Korea.As an ordinary person, he was betrayed by everyone, and throughout his life, the warmth he received has never been higher than his body temperature.

"You are strong, but not strong enough... How about joining Quicksand?"

He raised his head and said expressionlessly, "I only have the general as my master in this life."

"Then you are going to be my enemy? When I am an enemy, there is only one end, and that is death." Wei Zhuang is not very educated, and his lines are relatively few, so he can only repeat what he said just now.

Wan Ge moved first.

No matter how strong Yi Shi was, it was no match for the Demon Sword Shark Teeth, which hit him on the back across all directions.

Faster than the footsteps of death, is a pair of red embroidered shoes.

Looking up, what caught his eyes was a young man with a beautiful face.

"Long time no see, brother Ajin."

He smelled a strong scent of wintersweet, and then fell into a coma.

In the dream, there are two children.

The younger ones followed behind the older ones, flickering after them.The older child turned his face, looked at the younger child's sweaty face, frowned and said, "Hurry up, Zheng Yin."

"Brother Ah Jin..."

He suddenly woke up from the dream.

"Brother Ah Jin."

The child has grown into a beautiful young man, holding a medicine bowl in his hand, with a little cinnabar red between his brows, and the way he smiles is somewhat similar to Ji Zhen.

Ji Zhen!

He hurriedly got up, wanting to fly to the general's mansion, but the young man tapped the acupuncture point one step faster.

The young man sneered and said, "From the beginning to the end, you didn't say a word to me, even if it was a long time no see, you never said a word."

"Untie."

"I don't!" The boy stomped his feet, his eyes full of grievances, "You can't go anywhere!"

"Untie."

"I do not!"

"Zheng Yin." His voice was extremely indifferent, he said, "If Ji Zhenruo is dead, we two will be buried together."

The boy turned pale with anger, but he was helpless.

Ji Zhen is in the Zhang residence.

Xu Shi went to see Zhang Liang, whom she missed so much.

She looked at Zhang Liang, and he looked at her.

He saw her lying in the middle of the crowd, with a bright smile, desolate but beautifully alone.

At that moment, there was nothing in his eyes except her.

He didn't kill anyone, he didn't even say a word, he knew his time was running out.

"Sacrificing everything in exchange, if it is still incomplete, are you still willing to take it, brother?"

When Zheng Yin asked, he didn't answer.

The bereaved family of Zheng Guo, he is the orthodox heir, he knows not only swordsmanship, but also the forbidden techniques of the Zheng family.

To live for death.

Finally, his eyes fell on her peacefully sleeping face.Sunlight extends from the windows, and the trail of light is faintly visible in the air and dust haze.

He remembered when they first met, she was sitting on the tree and he was standing under the tree.

"...Are you new here?"

"Yes."

"What's your name?"

"I--"

"How about calling you late song?"

The sun is fading away, but the peach blossoms are still beautiful.

But he was the only one who remembered it.

Ink clothes and white hair

My home is a little weird.

……how to say?

It's just a sense of incongruity everywhere.

"Jinse, why am I called Erya?" I sullenly put down the notebook in my hand, and looked at the little girl who was blowing medicine for me with resentment.

Her name is Jinse, and it is said that she was arranged by Master to take care of my maid all the time.

Why is it said?

Because everything I know is what Master said.

The master said that some time ago, I ran to peek at a man from a good family taking a bath, and accidentally fell from the roof, so I broke my head. Not only did I lose my memory, but I also became a little stupid.I was skeptical, and I went to all the guards and maids in the mansion to verify it, and the conclusion I came to almost made me cry.

It turns out that I was really a lecherous person like Deng Tuzi before, and I couldn't hold back when I saw a slightly attractive man, and I wanted to contact him and followed and peeked... Kah, I decided to change my mind and start a new life.

It's strange to say, the men I see these days are not as beautiful as Master, why am I so horny?

My name is Zheng Erya. This name sounded silly at first glance, and I expressed my dissatisfaction. Why should any maid in the mansion have a foreign-sounding name many times better than mine?

After drinking a cup of tea leisurely, Master listened to me spittle flying all over my neck and talking for a long time, then laughed softly, "The name Erya is so easy to pronounce."

"Where is this easy to say? I am uneducated and stupid. I want you to call it yourself. I decided to change my name. If anyone dares to call me Erya in the future, don't blame the sword for being blind!"

"Then what are you going to change your name to?"

"I've thought about several things, Master, please help me refer." I listed them one by one, "Zheng Chenggong, Zheng Guangda, Zheng Wudi, Zheng Guoqiang..."

The master raised his eyebrows and said: "It's not as good as Erya, Erya is so simple."

"No matter what the name is, I don't want to be called Erya." I really can't stand people in the house calling me Miss Erya every day. Is it called Yatou or Miss?

"...Then I'll call you Zhen. How about it?"

"Azhen, Azhen..." I repeated, this name is too common, I am not very satisfied, but it is much better than Erya, after thinking about it, I figured it out, "Then I will be Azhen from now on .”

I happily ran out to report to the guards and maids in the mansion. I didn't notice that after I left, Master's original complacent expression suddenly became extremely lonely. He sighed softly: "Ah Zhen... he is actually very Thinking of calling you that."

The second strange thing is that my master is younger than me, and he looks better than me.

Master is always very busy, because he is a doctor and often has to go to the clinic, so he rarely has time to drink tea and snacks with me. After he came back, he immediately burned incense and took a bath, and then went into his room.

Master treated me very well, and sometimes he was a little conniving. He only ordered me not to step into his room.

I didn't even think about going to his room at first, but when he said that, I was a little fanciful instead.He said that with a very serious expression... So I became more and more curious, maybe there is some good treasure hidden in his house... Huh, I am his successor, and he has to leave me all the good things.

Usually there are guards watching outside Master's room, if I forcefully break into them they will definitely sue.So after thinking hard, I decided to start from the roof.I was extra cautious this time as I have fallen from rooftops before.I tied the rope, and gently lifted off a layer of tiles.

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