I kicked the male lead away

The tenderness on her face was no longer there, and her eyes were alienated and repelled.

"No." Seeing such a strange expression on this familiar face, Ji Yucheng's mood shook slightly, and he quickly calmed down again, "This move is just to protect the safety of the disciple's family. You know, the person who kidnapped King Chen was actually taken in by them..."

"Ji Yucheng." Fang Zhilan finally couldn't hold back anymore, "Why do you have to save him?"

This action is simply not like a normal person. When an ordinary person meets a rival in love and is captured, shouldn't it be hiding under the covers and laughing a few times at night?

Fortunately, he found himself in front of him and wanted to release Sima Chen.

"Heaven follows the law." Ji Yucheng frowned slightly, and his gentle voice was somewhat alienated, "I can't let you mess with the way of heaven."

When he said this, Fang Zhilan remembered.

In the original text, Ji's lineage is indeed the assistant of the royal family. Watching the stars, measuring the hexagrams, assisting the emperor, helping the weather to make the country peaceful and the people safe, this is the duty of the national teacher.

Having figured this out, Fang Zhilan narrowed her eyes slightly: "Then do you know what is the way of heaven, and how do you know that Sima Chen will definitely become emperor in the future?"

Ji Yucheng's eyes turned cold: "You ask knowingly."

"What did I ask knowingly?" Fang Zhilan's eyes widened innocently again, "Since I knew all about it, why didn't Mr. Ji pick it up and say, you said I'm not her, so... who are you?"

When Fang Zhilan asked this sentence, Ji Yucheng's expression flickered for a moment.

Sure enough, she thought to herself, this Ji Gongsheng is not the original person.

"I am who I am." Ji Yucheng said this calmly, not as if he was lying.

However, Fang Zhilan thought about these four words carefully, that is to say, this Ji Yusheng is indeed himself, but not the Ji Yusheng who should be in the palace at this moment in the original plot.

"You..." Fang Zhilan raised her head abruptly, her face full of disbelief, "Are you a reborn person?"

This is the only way to make sense, why Ji Yucheng recognized himself in the appearance of the original owner at a glance, and why he so persistently believed that Sima Chen would become the emperor.

Because he has experienced the original plot, everything makes sense.

Ji Yucheng didn't deny it, and it took a long time before he said, "Now, can you tell me what your plan is?"

From the first time he saw Fang Zhilan, Ji Yusheng had doubts in his heart.

According to the logic, Fang Zhilan should have followed Sima Chen in the frontier at that time, instead of appearing in such a remote town, let alone tie Sima Chen to the cottage later.

Unexpectedly, in the next life, everything was messed up.

It was out of control.

Fang Zhilan restrained her astonishment, and avoided answering: "So, even if you were old enemies with Sima Chen, you still want to help him?"

"That's right." Ji Yucheng didn't hesitate, "This is the way of heaven."

"But Mr. Ji, has it ever occurred to you that since you can be reborn, the way of heaven has quietly changed." Fang Zhilan pointed out mercilessly, "If it is true, you should live in the imperial city at this moment, not Show up at Canglong Village and talk nonsense with me."

Ji Yucheng's expression suddenly seemed to be a little loose.

Fang Zhilan strikes while the iron is hot: "What's more, why does Heaven want you to start over again? If Sima Chen is not the real candidate for the emperor, do you insist on helping him?"

"No." Ji Yucheng showed slight doubts on his face, and the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows became more and more intense. He hesitated, "We only assist the emperor who is chosen by destiny."

"Then why don't you be impatient, Mr. Ji, and see who is the one who is truly chosen by destiny." Fang Zhilan said meaningfully, and then turned and left without waiting for Ji Xuancheng to ask any more questions.

Leaving others standing in place holding an umbrella.

Fang Zhilan didn't expect that there would be such an unexpected harvest today.

Ji Yucheng was actually a reborn person.

But what made her breathe a sigh of relief was that after his rebirth, Ji Gongsheng's character was not much different from him in the book.

He is still a dignified and self-respecting gentleman, and he takes peace in the world as his own destiny.

For such a person, there is no need to worry that he will play tricks behind his back.

It's just that such a persistent person is bound to be difficult...

Fang Zhilan rubbed her forehead helplessly, and suddenly realized that she was a little powerless.

It's not because of Ji Yucheng, but because of how long the mountain road is.

After tossing and tossing all night last night, her waist is sore and her legs are weak now, she can't walk at all! ! !

Fang Zhilan was furious, lifted her skirt and sat down on the dry stone slab.

don't go.

Just wait for Chu Qingshu to find her.

Whoever develops protects, this is an eternal truth.

The morning light at dawn shone warmly on her body, and with a gentle breeze blowing, Fang Zhilan buried her head in her arms and dozed off.

Sure enough, in the end, it was Chu Qingshu who finished her morning exercises in the martial arts training ground and found her missing when she returned to the house, so she found her here.

She can sleep so soundly while sitting anywhere, it seems that she should practice more with her.

As if telepathic, after being stared at by Chu Qingshu for a while, Fang Zhilan herself woke up from a lucid dream. When she saw the person in front of her, she subconsciously bent her eyes into crescent moons: "Sister Chu!"

Then he remembered that she was also the culprit who made him unable to walk, so he pursed his lips and refused to speak.

It looks like a puffy little puffer fish, and its face changes faster than this March day.

"Get up." Chu Qingshu reached out to her, the corners of her brows and eyes were warmed by the rising sun, "I'll carry you."

……

Fang Zhilan blushed. Although she was annoyed that she went too far last night, she was embarrassed to use Chu Qingshu as a human sedan chair, so she held her outstretched hand tightly: "It's okay, just let me rely on you." .”

After speaking, she leaned against Chu Qingshu and stood up.

But this road is too long, sometimes Fang Zhilan couldn't help walking, and she refused to let Chu Qingshu carry her on her back, so she just stood there.

"Can't walk anymore?" Chu Qingshu, who was one level above her on the steps, turned around.

"Yeah." Fang Zhilan pursed her lips, "You hug me."

Hearing this, Chu Qingshu pinched her waist, and easily sent Fang Zhilan to a higher level than herself.

Ah~ It feels so wonderful not to have to climb the ladder by myself, Fang Zhilan is in a great mood.

Now, she is one step higher than Chu Qingshu, but because Fang Zhilan is not tall, the two can look at each other at a level, and Fang Zhilan no longer needs to look up.

She put her hands on Chu Qingshu's shoulders, and without thinking about it, her lips dipped on her forehead like a little bit of water, and immediately pulled away.

But suddenly, Chu Qingshu's eyes lit up.

Her throat moved slightly, she was a little thirsty, and her body leaned forward slightly.

As expected, lips touched.

"Hmm..." Fang Zhilan looked shocked, but she had nowhere to escape because her hands were caught by her.

There was a gust of wind, and the bamboo forest beside the road swayed and slender waist, rolled down the long green bamboo leaves from the sky, and fell between the hair of the two of them.

Landing, soft sound.

Is there any more Wang Fa? After Chu Qingshu left her lips with unsatisfactory intentions, Fang Zhilan's almond eyes mourned: "The sky is bright and the sky is bright, you..."

"Huh?" Chu Qingshu rubbed her lips with her fingertips, her eyes darkened, "I am a dignified lady of the general's mansion, it shouldn't be a big mistake to steal a civilian girl?"

Fang Zhilan's cheeks were flushed, and the top of her head was about to smoke, as if a boiler was burning.

It must be Huitaro's group, Chu Qingshu has learned badly from dealing with them every day!

Return her Chu Xiaobaihua who blushes at the beginning!

After being kissed madly by Chu Qingshu, Fang Zhilan no longer dared to beg her for a hug, and gritted her teeth and crawled to the small bamboo hut.

Paralyzed on the bed, Fang Zhilan turned her head to the side to take a breath, and suddenly heard a "cuckoo" sound from the window sill.

"Huh?" She craned her neck to look.

It turned out to be a plump gray pigeon.

She pointed at the pigeon, then looked at Chu Qingshu who was sitting at the table and poured herself a cup of tea and drank it slowly: "For me to make up for?"

"..." Chu Qingshu put down the teacup in her hand, "Alan, that's a carrier pigeon."

"Oh." Fang Zhilan lay down again with some regret.

It must be that the soup cannot be stewed.

No, Fang Zhilan became alert: "What are the homing pigeons doing at my window?"

Chu Qingshu came over and pushed her down on the bed without any explanation, her lips were close to Fang Zhilan's ear.

Just when Fang Zhilan was ready to refuse and welcome, Chu Qingshu did nothing and said in a low voice: "Ah Lan, I might have to go back to Sicheng to help my father. This pigeon, For your communication purposes."

Although she knew that this day would come, Fang Zhilan was still shocked by this unexpected news.

Under the imperial power, there are intrigues, but on the battlefield, swords and guns have no eyes.

She and Chu Qingshu said goodbye, maybe they would never see each other again.

Fang Zhilan felt that her voice was weak: "I'm with you."

"No need." Chu Qingshu naturally refused, and stretched out her fingers to brush the thin bangs on her forehead, "I don't worry if you stay here and don't go anywhere."

Her tone was firm and she did not allow Fang Zhilan to refuse.

Fang Zhilan wanted to say something more, but she pre-emptively kissed her cheek: "I know, Alan, you are very smart, you will definitely be able to protect yourself, and wait here obediently for me to come back, okay?"

In this situation, Fang Zhilan has no reason to refuse, she can only agree honestly.

The well-behaved appearance with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes made Chu Qingshu's heart itch.

Originally, she was just talking, but as she was talking, she turned into Fang Zhilan whispering softly by herself.

There were also many crying words that were greedily swallowed up by Chu Qingshu.

Probably because she was afraid that Fang Zhilan would be worried, Chu Qingshu did not tell her the specific date when she would leave.

It's just that when Fang Zhilan woke up one day, the place next to the pillow that should have been warm was empty, and there was a branch of cherry blossoms that bloomed the earliest in early spring, white as snow, with a hint of sweetness.

Originally, there was still a very lively village, but a large group of people left with Chu Qingshu.

Only Fang Zhilan and Hui Taro, the two gang leaders and a few soldiers and crab generals, were left to depend on each other.

Because of the shortage of manpower, the task of delivering Sima Chen a pack of Ruanjin powder every day naturally fell to Fang Zhilan.

Facing the gaze of Sima Chen who was getting thinner and wished to tear himself into pieces, Fang Zhilan couldn't help feeling that it was too difficult for her.

Presumably, the old man named himself Fangzhidi back then, which meant to overcome difficulties, for today.