As a delicate girl who is fifteen years old on the outside and a good young woman who is "rational and mature" on the inside, Cheng Qiao had the best time to control her feelings in the end and didn't pinch him, but just stretched out her hand and poked twice on the young man's face with her white and slender fingers.

The sleeping boy did not wake up from this, but the discomfort on his face made him frown, and he turned over to avoid the fingers that were moving around his face.

Cheng Qiao looked at the sleeping young man, knowing that he would not wake up for a while, and withdrew his fingers a little boringly, but he had been worried about the young man's injury. Out of the guest room, she rose up and looked up at the sky, the sky without haze was very blue, there were no white clouds, only the scorching sun, she had nothing to do but frame it randomly in her yard.

Having said that, she was on a boat on the day she crossed over, and later met the injured Zhu Xing, who hurried back to Zhuangzi without being able to rest well, and then he was busy taking care of him for a few days, but he didn't have a good rest, and he didn't take a good look at the house. In the past five years, the house has not changed much, and there have been some minor changes, such as when she passed by the patio, when she first came that year, she casually said that the banyan tree planted by the steward in charge of the flower garden had grown a lot, and the servants were carefully pruning the crown of the tree. Stroll along the cloister to the backyard. The yard is the biggest change, it used to be only at the foot of the mountain in the exquisite courtyard, the blue brick wall has been built to the halfway up the mountain, the wall is also planted with the moon season, the green leaves are mixed with pink, white and yellow three colors to circle the small waterhole.

Cheng Qiao remembered that the last time she just touched the water in the waterhole and was brought back to modern times, I don't know if it will be this time, she suddenly had a whim, all the way up the bluestone paved steps, the steps are lined with trees and green. She walked under the shade of the trees, and the refreshing breeze brought a trace of coolness, and she couldn't even feel the summer heat at all.

When she reached the waterhole, she lifted up her skirt and squatted down, hesitated slightly, but still stretched out her fingers. The transparent nails touched the turquoise water, causing a circle of ripples in the mirror-like water, and then quickly calmed down again. What she was expecting didn't happen, it didn't ripple, forming a huge circle of light that enveloped her back to the modern age.

Cheng Qiao was embarrassed: What's going on?

Lost in thought, she struggled to recall the similarities between the two crossings, and soon found that she had passed through the modern day as if they had been on a full moon night both times. The last time I wore it back was during the day...... But she soon figured out that since she couldn't go back for the time being, she should live here first and wait for the time to go back.

Making a decision in her heart, she stood up, because she had squatted for too long, her legs were numb and she almost fell into the water, but fortunately she held on to a stone by the waterhole to stabilize her figure, dragging her numb legs down the mountain slowly step by step, and seemed to be like the two who rushed up with interest just now.

I've been worrying about Zhu Xing these days, and I haven't had a good night's sleep. Now that he is fine, Cheng Qiao is relieved, and he thinks that he won't be able to go back for a while anyway, so he has no worries, and he has a good night's sleep when he returns to the room.

Zhu Xing slept for a whole day and a night this time before waking up, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself in a strange room. He raised his hand and looked at it, his eyes still a little confused, but it soon became clear, and then turned into a bottomless black pool.

He remembered that he was the son of King Guangyuanxing. coincided with the birthday of the Empress Dowager Zhang, summoning all the vassal dynasties, his father was bedridden, he went to the capital to celebrate as the son of the world, but he did not expect to be attacked by a group of unknown people on the way back, the other party was obviously prepared, the palace guards were limited, and he was caught off guard, and he could only cover him to leave under the outnumber. On the way to escape, he was wounded by an arrow and hid on a sandbar, and he could no longer support it, and later ...... It seems that he was saved.

He sat up and couldn't help but tug at the wound. The rough fabric of his gray undershirt rubbed against the new scars on his back and shoulders, and he couldn't help but frown.

Guarding the room was a middle-aged servant woman, who heard the movement behind the screen and hurriedly walked in. The girl on the bed seemed to pay special attention to people, only saying that his status was precious, and he must not be neglected to serve well, and when he saw that the master was secretive, the servant did not dare to ask more and did not dare to slack off, and stayed in the room with due diligence. At this time, seeing that the distinguished guest was still awake, he naturally asked, "Are you awake?"

Zhu Xing naturally ignored her, still frowning and staring at the gray clothes on his body,

He is still wearing clothes that he temporarily borrowed from the steward that day, and the servant woman saw that the guest was unhappy, and immediately explained: "Don't be surprised, there are no men's clothes in our house, you were seriously injured that day, and the underwear was stained with blood and damaged, I am afraid that you will not be able to wear it, and my girl also borrowed this clothing for you temporarily under expediency, and the girl has ordered someone to go to the town clothes shop to buy new clothes......" After the servant woman finished speaking, she took care of herself and took a set of clothes for him and put it at the head of the bed.

Zhu Xing looked at the color and style of fabrics, which were much worse than what he usually wears, but in the end it was better than his current body, and he was relieved to think that there were many taboos about the fabric styles and colors of folk clothing in this dynasty.

changed into clean new clothes with a disgusted face, and Cheng Qiao, who got the news, rushed over with the maid Cuiru.

Seeing the young man standing in the room with his hands behind his back, his face was solemn, and he had a coercive momentum, which was completely different from the dazed appearance when he woke up that day, Cheng Qiao inexplicably felt a trace of loss in his heart, and his hurried footsteps also stopped, and told Cuiru to stay outside the door and walk in alone.

The servant saluted her and withdrew. The two of them were the only ones left in the room.

Cheng Qiao thought of Zhu Xing's painful appearance of holding his head that day, although the doctor said that he was fine, he still didn't feel at ease and had to ask in person: "Zhu Xing, are you awake, are your injuries healed?"

When she entered, she looked at the young man, who was also observing her. The girl who appeared by the door was slender, and her face was particularly beautiful and elegant in an aqua blue dress, and a pair of almond eyes made him feel very familiar for some reason. Presumably she was the girl who rescued her from the mouth of the servant, and she was also the head of the family, and before he could ask the other party, the woman walked directly to him regardless of etiquette, and put on a look that she was very familiar with him, and even knew that he had used the pseudonym Zhu Xing, "Xing" was of course Xing of Xingwangfu.

Who is she? Zhu Xingran's solemn face showed a hint of doubt.

Cheng Qiao was a little uncomfortable stared at by his scrutinizing gaze, and couldn't help but feel a trace of disappointment in his heart, and sighed: "You really don't remember me." Then I realized that this is a hierarchical ancient place, and the two have a huge disparity in status, but they are just playmates who played together for a few days when they were young, and he must have no shortage of playmates when he thinks that as a son of the world, it is not strange if he does not remember. So he took out the jade ring of mutton fat and white jade from his sleeve and stuffed it into Zhu Xing's hand, and snorted at him, "Give it! ”

The young man looked down at the thing in his hand, and after a while, he finally remembered that this was not his favorite pendant before, and then ...... Later, it was given to a little girl with a pockmarked face. The girl was not good-looking, but her eyes were exceptionally beautiful, especially when she stared at people, they were round and bright, like stars in the sky, so that he ignored the pockmarks on his face. Remembering the interesting story of his childhood, the young man's tense face finally relaxed, and he glanced at Cheng Qiao again, and said in his heart: No wonder I feel that those apricot eyes are very familiar. However, when he looked at this white and ruddy, delicate peach petal like March, he could find a little pockmark, and it was no wonder that he didn't recognize it at a glance. Being able to see his childhood friend, Zhu Xing finally had a hint of joy in his heart, and in the end, the young man's temperament prevailed, and blurted out: "You are ugly!"

Cheng Qiao stood beside him, silently observing his expression, seeing that he suddenly showed a sudden look on his face, he naturally thought that he remembered his name, but he didn't expect to wait for him to say this, and the smile on his lips just froze there, and he didn't know whether to be happy or angry for a while, so he could only purse his eyes and stare at the round.

It's just that this gaze doesn't seem to have any deterrent effect, and it makes Zhu Xing more and more sure: "Sure enough, it's you! Although you don't have a pockmarked face now, I won't admit these eyes......

Cheng Qiao grinded his teeth, clenched his hand in the wide sleeve into a fist, and loosened it, his nails were still scratched a few times in the palm of his hand, what should I do if it itches so much? I regret not pinching him hard when he was unconscious, but I was embarrassed to do it at this time, so I could only grit my teeth and correct: "My name is Cheng Qiao!"

"Oh, Miss Cheng. Zhu Xing held his chin with one hand and looked at her face curiously, "You are beautiful now, shouldn't you be called ugly." ”

"......" Cheng Qiao didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

Zhu Xing didn't know why he thought she looked so cute, walked to the round stool at the table and sat down, and asked, "This is your Cheng family's Zhuangzi?"

"yes. Cheng Qiao replied, "A few days ago, I took a boat down from Guangyuan, passed by Jiang Xinzhou, and thought about going down to rest for a while, and then I found you injured...... How are you ...... How do you ......" Cheng Qiao said and asked casually.

With this question, Zhu Xing's face, which was still a little smiling, immediately became cold, his dark and deep eyes were full of haze, and the atmosphere in the room instantly stiffened. I don't know if it's Cheng Qiao's illusion, the room, which was still a little stuffy, seems to have dropped a few degrees all of a sudden, and it's just right if it's not cold or hot. Just when she thought she wouldn't get an answer, Zhu Xing suddenly asked her: "I remember telling you my true identity when I left......

Cheng Qiao nodded, and her intuition seemed to tell her that she was going to hear something big.

"Then I might as well tell you a little more, although I am the son of King Xing, I am not the eldest son!" Zhu Xing should not have said these words to outsiders, but for some reason, maybe the other party met him when he was young and saved his life, which made him feel an inexplicable closeness, and even trusted her unconditionally, so he still told the reason.

"This ...... Can you inherit the knighthood?"