"It's back!" Now Sanssouci even holds the pen in the posture of learning from those Turks.

He Zhou casually put the things in his hand on the small table that he nailed by himself, "Isn't it good to hold a pen like we do in the Central Plains? Like them, if you write for a long time, your fingers will hurt." ”

The candles in the tent were bright, and Wu Wu held the pen made of dry branches with his fingers very awkwardly, and still worked on the ground on one side, but even if it was so awkward, he took the pen again, fell on the ground, and wrote the handwriting, which was still as beautiful as before. Her serious look was like returning to the moment when they first met, they met in the corridor of the Houfu, and the sisters of the Houfu, wearing shirts made of uniform colors, but he saw at a glance, the moment when his eyes were bright and his heart lit up. That day, he even forgot to count how many sisters she had. In the past, as long as he met once, he could even clearly remember everyone's clothing and decorations, as well as the details of life left on the decorations. Then I learned about my worry-free life experience, circumstances, and a little pain in my heart!

Before he met Wuwu, he just wanted to live the days of idle clouds and wild cranes, and came to the imperial capital to pursue official positions, which was only perfunctory to the family. But later, he met her like this, seeing her struggling in the quagmire, the empathy of those experiences, he wanted to pull her out of the quagmire, but she didn't need it.

But in Sansso's opinion, he had also done too much to her, cut off her wishes, and brought her to this bitter cold place, and he watched her be scratched by the branches, but he ignored the scar, and he thought that he must be like this scar in her heart, so conspicuous existence, but she had to restrain herself, and could not show a little boredom. He wanted her to pull her out of the quagmire, and then, with her true self, face the world, never laughing in front of people and sad in the aftermath. Unexpectedly, she still had a way to do her own thing.

He Zhou pondered all these thoughts, and suddenly loosened when he heard the footsteps of someone bringing food in, since they came here, they have been taken care of by the surrounding neighbors in terms of food, everyone knows that He Zhou is not an ordinary person, not only knows a lot, they have never heard of things, but also can help them solve many strange problems. Even the boy who used to be carefree and mistaken for a big sweat is also a lonely person in this neighborhood.

In fact, Wuwu knew that she guessed correctly, this person must have been a messenger placed by Da Khan next to Hezhou, to take care of their daily diet, but in order to hide people's eyes, he was placed here to live early.

The man who came in was a neighbor who lived in their tent, killed a dozen sheep preparing for the winter, and brought them steaming roast leg of lamb. Seeing that the man had brought in a lot of things, the whole person jumped up to help, and accidentally bumped into the side, the hard corner of the table, but like a person who had nothing to do, he only cared about helping.

He Zhou took her hand.

She broke free.

"Let me see how it goes?"

"It doesn't hurt at all. She sucked her fingers into her mouth that had just touched the roast leg of lamb, and looked back at Hezhou with a pair of big eyes charmingly.

"Do you go to see the man who was laid on the sand to the west and be punished by the roast?" As far as Hezhou knew, Sanssouci would go with the people here almost every day to see the poor man.

"Don't you really like me to watch these long memories? I read them very seriously! At first, I wondered if I might just finish the man off with a stone, and maybe save him a lot of pain. As she spoke, she tore off the meat from the roast leg of lamb and put it into her mouth, and then, chewing excitedly, as if she wasn't saying something disgusting, but chatting with He Zhou about something pleasant.

He Zhou raised his head and glanced at her, "Don't look at it!"

Sanssouci seemed to become more excited, "This is the first time I've seen a dead person. He hadn't been dead long ago, and he must have frozen to death last night. I looked into the dead animal here, and he was already dead. ”

The wind blew into the tent through the poorly shielded gap, and the light of the candle flickered, and Hezhou's lips that had been tightly pursed moved, "Don't worry, don't be cheap yourself! I'm not here to let you do this. You should drop everything. ”

Hearing this, he should have roared, but he couldn't help laughing! "Childe's purpose is not this, what will it be? Is it so that I can taste the most delicious roast mutton in the world?"

At ordinary moments, such a rhetorical question, how could it be difficult for Hezhou, he would have a thousand ways to make himself reasonable, but now he only feels a heavy pain in his heart, it was he who lost his words first, and brought her here regardless of it, in order to be able to get her, he exhausted all his tricks, and now he said this kind of persuasion, even he felt that he was really excessive, he knew that this was God's punishment for him, and he should have known the price he would have to pay from the beginning.

"But how could Childe be so speechless! Or, it should be happy, it's me, I can't escape the trap designed by Childe, and even like that, I've seen the bloody cruelty. Until now, I thought that Childe would praise me for doing a good job. Carefree winked mischievously at him.

"You misunderstood!" said Zhou Yiyi. It wasn't the usual irritation on his face.

"For the sake of the result, so Childe pointed to the deer as the horse and said, Am I wrong to follow the route Childe pointed out?"

Footsteps suddenly sounded outside the tent, followed by a rough voice, "This time the carefree girl really misunderstood, and I did it." ”

is so fluent in Chinese, you have to pinch your fingers when you hear it, except for listening to and talking to Zhou, how long has it been, I haven't heard such a standard and pure Chinese!

The curtain was lifted vigorously with the rough voice, and a man also walked in, and the bright candlelight in the tent naturally crept up to the man's cheek, which was a strange face, and the facial features were all large, and they were clearly arranged on the cheeks, and this kind of growth would make the palace painter like it, and he wanted to paint which facial features were so clear. He wears the most common hufu here, but the clothes are clearly and luxurious. The vigorous approach is worry-free and close.

Carefree raised his eyes and looked at him for a long time. Although this person is fluent in Chinese, he doesn't pay much attention to the etiquette of the Han people, just like Wuwu looked at him, he also looked at Wuwu carefully. A lot of doubt rose in his eyes. It's like I've thought of something, and it's like I've not thought of anything. If he was in Handi, Wuwu would not look at him like this, but here, even his livelihood has become so embarrassed, she doesn't want to abide by any useless etiquette, and the reason why she is so meticulous as to look at a strange man regardless of etiquette is because the pair of cowhide fast boots he wears on his feet are completely Central Plains style, and it is also the pair of shoes that Wuwu saw in the tent that day.