I kicked the male lead away

The general lost his power, and the gate, which used to be crowded with people, is now extremely deserted.

When Fang Zhilan knocked on the door, she seemed to be able to hear the echo from inside.

"Who is it?" It took a long time before a man replied angrily, "It's so early in the morning, why don't you let people sleep?"

Fang Zhilan recognized the voice of an old acquaintance, and stood on tiptoe: "Huitaro, it's me!"

With a "squeak" sound, the door opened, and Huitaro poked his head out: "Little girl, why are you here?"

Fang Zhilan leaned against the crack of the door: "Don't just talk, let me in first."

"No." Huitaro spoke righteously, and said to her in a low voice, "Everyone is staring at the general's mansion now, it's very dangerous, you'd better find a safe place to play first, huh?"

Looking down on people, Fang Zhilan squeezed into the door with all her strength, but Huitaro couldn't resist her, and the door was knocked open.

The heavy wooden door slammed into the stone wall with a loud crash.

Hearing the movement, someone came out from the screen wall, with his hands clasped behind his back, with a careless look in his eyes: "Who's here?"

Looking at each other, Fang Zhilan immediately ran over happily: "It's me, Sister Chu!"

Chu Qingshu reached out and caught her.

Having not seen her for a long time, Fang Zhilan missed her very much, and looked Chu Qingshu up and down many times.

She seems to be a bit taller, with a slender figure, but she is as straight as a green bamboo, and the sparseness brings a sense of clarity.

Fang Zhilan clung to her, rubbing and rubbing.

A soft smile gradually appeared on the corners of Chu Qingshu's lips: "I planned to pick you up after the matter is over, why did I come here by myself?"

"I miss you." Fang Zhilan hooked her hand, refusing to let go.

"have you eaten?"

"Not yet." Fang Zhilan shook her head obediently. In order not to attract attention, she set off before dawn, so she didn't have time to eat.

"You." Chu Qingshu scratched her upturned nose with her finger, turned around and ordered, "Go to the small kitchen and bring some food."

The general was not there, and Chu Qingshu seemed to be the head of the huge general's mansion. When the two sat down in the main hall, Fang Zhilan was still looking around.

Is this the General's Mansion?Sure enough.

It is not as luxurious as the Prince Chen's Mansion, but the bricks and tiles on the ridge of the roof are all solidly built, which is extraordinarily grand, perhaps infected by the master, every plant and tree reveals the meaning of killing.

"Don't look." Chu Qingshu pinched her cheeks with her slender fingers and turned her head, "Eat first."

Hearing this, Fang Zhilan obediently scooped up a spoonful of porridge and put it into her mouth.

The shredded chicken porridge has a strong aroma, but it is not greasy.

Fang Zhilan had never seen the dim sum cakes on the table before, so she had to pick the one closest to her.

Hmm... the fragrance is fresh, with a touch of sweetness, as if there is a taste of lily, but it is not dull.

Fang Zhilan took a sip, her eyes lit up instantly.

Chu Qingshu saw through her liking at a glance, smiled and put another one on Fang Zhilan's plate: "This is pine nut lily cake, nourishing and nourishing."

Then he pointed to another plate: "This is fire minced shortbread, the taste is fresher, this is jujube paste yam cake..."

She is so familiar with every dish, obviously she is used to it.

Fang Zhilan swallowed the pastry in her mouth, and nodded with satisfaction: "I am relieved to see that Sister Chu is not starving."

She spoke seriously, her bright eyes were full of sincerity, and she made Chu Qingshu laugh: "Don't worry, now that everyone is watching, the emperor doesn't dare to hold back me."

The second adopted daughter of the general followed the rules of the big family of the Hou family. Chu Qingshu was accustomed to eating and drinking, but Fang Zhilan never stopped for a moment.

In the end, I was a bit full after eating, so I had to give up chopsticks.

Slumped on the chair, she thought about the business: "By the way, sister Chu, did the emperor say how to deal with the general?"

"Never." Hearing this, Chu Qingshu shook her head helplessly, "But he obviously doesn't want my father to regain power."

"What about General Chu?"

"It's still at the border. It's inconvenient for my father to show up, so he can only pretend to be a civilian and live in seclusion."

"Sister Chu..." Fang Zhilan plucked up the courage and finally said what was in her heart, "Have you ever thought that if the emperor is gone, your father can..."

"Alan!" Chu Qingshu interrupted her in a cold voice, her eyes filled with coldness, "My Chu family has been loyal and good for generations, and I am definitely not a generation of troublemakers. You should stop saying this again, lest you get angry."

Fang Zhilan's lips were murmured, unable to speak, she sighed softly.

Alas, it seems that it is impossible to win over Chu Qingshu.

Seeing her drooping eyebrows and eyes, Chu Qingshu couldn't help suspecting that she must have spoken too harshly just now, she felt a little guilty, put her hand on the back of Fang Zhilan's hand, and said in a low voice: "I know you are thinking of me, Alan , although I am also dissatisfied with the stupidity of today's sage, but if something goes wrong with him, the world will be in chaos, and you must not make people's lives miserable for your own selfishness. You are young and ignorant, and I don't know how many wolves and tigers are staring at the imperial power."

Fang Zhilan pursed her lips and said nothing, thinking that she might also be a member of this wolf and tiger generation.

Seeing her bowing her head and not making a sound, Chu Qingshu thought she was still sad, so she reached out and rubbed the top of Fang Zhilan's head: "It's my fault, I shouldn't murder you..."

As she said that, she leaned over and patted Fang Zhilan's back with her palm, as if coaxing a child, and said in a low voice, "Ah Lan, don't be angry anymore, okay?"

"Huh?" Fang Zhilan finally came to her senses and quickly shook her head, "I'm not angry with Sister Chu."

I'm afraid that in the future you will know what I'm going to do and you won't be angry.

"Really?" Chu Qingshu raised her chin with her fair fingers, and after seeing Fang Zhilan's usual expression, she felt relieved.

It's just that the distance between the two has been shortened unknowingly.

Her palm-sized face was held in the palm of his hand, and Chu Qingshu's fingertips could still feel the soft flesh on Fang Zhilan's cheeks, as smooth and tender as fat.

She couldn't control her fingers and trembled slightly.

Scratching Fang Zhilan's face away, she muttered, "Itches..."

It made Chu Qingshu's heart itch.

Anyway, the two had already had so many skin-to-skin kisses, and this time was not bad. Chu Qingshu leaned over and pressed her lips together.

Fang Zhilan was still thinking about what to do next, but when she kissed her so suddenly, her eyes widened, like a frightened kitten.

Her slender fingers unconsciously touched Chu Qingshu's shoulders.

After a long time, Fang Zhilan caught her breath, her cheeks were pink, and she grabbed Chu Qingshu's hand: "No...can't be here."

How can it be so indecent to eat in the main hall.

Fang Zhilan couldn't help but wonder, she knew better than herself, who is a modern person and who is an ancient person?

Chu Qingshu slightly raised her long eyebrows like willow leaves, and leaned closer to her ear: "Then shall we go to bed?"

On the surface, he was asking for Fang Zhilan's permission, but before she could answer, he picked her up from her seat.

Fang Zhilan collapsed on the soft bed, like a glutinous glutinous rice ball, which can be flattened and rounded by others.

But the person who made the glutinous rice balls didn't know good from bad, and enjoyed it, he insisted on asking how the glutinous rice balls felt: "So, Ah Lan likes it?"

Fang Zhilan couldn't tell if she liked it, so she changed her rubbing method: "Then how about this?"

Tangyuan couldn't speak, so she could only cry, but in the end she was bullied even harder.

Fang Zhilan was drenched in sweat, like a dying fish, being tossed and turned tirelessly by Chu Qingshu.

There are only their two masters in the huge general's mansion, Chu Qingshu knows the taste, anyway, they have nothing to do, eating, sleeping, making glutinous rice balls, day after day.

No matter day or night.

Fang Zhilan felt that she was an old man, and sooner or later she would have to end up in this general's mansion.

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Fortunately, on the other side of the palace, the dog emperor survived the first day of the new year but not the fifteenth day. He was besieged by old ministers every day to remonstrate. In the end, he had no choice but to send an imperial edict to the general's mansion.

General Chu was framed and lost all his reputation. Now his title is restored, but he absconded in fear of crime. He can escape the death penalty and live crime is inevitable. He immediately went deep into the southern border and suppressed the rebellion among the local tribes.

Chu Qingshu thanked the imperial decree, and the father-in-law who sent the letter smiled obsequiously: "Miss Chu, our general can be regarded as a lucky turn of events, and we can wash away our grievances. We only need to suppress the rebellion in southern Xinjiang, and the Sa family is waiting for the day when the general returns from victory."

Chu Qingshu held the imperial decree's finger, squeezed it inch by inch, and sank into the cloth.

There was no crime in the first place, so how could he abscond in fear of crime.

Sure enough, thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of heaven.

In the eyes of others, this imperial decree may be a gift, but Fang Zhilan's heart skipped a beat after reading the original text.

The chaos in southern Xinjiang was not inferior to the fact that the powers in the Central Plains were fighting each other, and it was even more barbaric.

Unlike the great families in the Central Plains, the southern border of this world lives on tribes.

For water, land, and prey, tribes often use maces to fight to the death.

It is an uncivilized land.

Even Sima Chen, the main character in the original text, spent nearly a year and a half to put down the rebellion after ascending the throne, and formally included Southern Xinjiang into the territory of Daqi.

She could see it, and Chu Qingshu, who was well-informed and knowledgeable since she was a child, could also see that her eyes were gloomy, without a ray of light.

Fang Zhilan walked over and held her hand, not without worry: "Sister Chu..."

"It's nothing." Chu Qingshu's smile didn't reach her eyes, "Ah Lan, I might have to travel a long way."

Fang Zhilan's pupils trembled, and she understood what she meant: "The miasma in the Southern Barbarian land obscures the sun, Sister Chu, you are not familiar with the place, how can you..."

"Let's not talk about Nanman, even if it's a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, I can't back down for the reputation of my Chu family over the past century." Chu Qingshu said firmly.

"Then I'll go with you!" Fang Zhilan blurted out without thinking.

Chu Qingshu nodded, and the two looked at each other. She shook her head and vetoed it without thinking: "Southern Border is too dangerous, Alan, you are very smart, stay in the capital, take care of yourself, and help me take care of the general by the way." government."

It's this sentence again, and she's smart again!

She said the same thing when she left herself to go to Sicheng last time.

Could it be that someone who is smart and can take care of himself deserves to be left behind?