For a moment, Ning Caichen felt that he was dreaming. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The experience of leaving Lanruo Temple and returning to the world again was his dream, a nightmare.

Now that he woke up from his dream, he returned to Lanruo Temple and returned to the room where he met Xiao Qian.

"Do you recognize me?"

Ning Caichen stared at Fu Qingfeng deeply, as if he had been looking at her like this for a hundred years, a thousand years, he wanted to reach out and grab her hand, but at this moment, he was weak, and it was already rare to be able to speak.

"The name of the predecessors, who in the world would not recognize it?"

Fu Qingfeng didn't understand the affection in Ning Caichen's eyes, she was still a woman in the boudoir, her family education was very strict, and her king did not have the opportunity to have more contact with men, let alone emotional experience, and then the family suffered great changes, she was responsible for being a father, and the group of retainers around her who were afraid of her abided by etiquette, even half a word of etiquette had never been said. She is almost a blank slate when it comes to men and women.

So at the moment, she only felt that Ning Caichen's gaze was like a torch, and it should contain a deep meaning, but she didn't know what this deep meaning was.

It should be some deep meaning that can't fall into the ears of outsiders, right?

Fu Qingfeng's speculation was crooked, and what Ning Caichen wanted to say at this time really shouldn't be heard by others.

"You all go out first, and do a good job of defense! Zhuge is very weak! He can't go through any more twists and turns. ”

Fu Qingfeng waved away his sister and retainers, and stayed alone in the hall to accompany Ning Caichen.

"...... 'Zhuge seniors'?"

Ning Caichen was keenly aware of Fu Qingfeng's abnormality in his name, and he struggled to say something, but Fu Qingfeng opened his mouth one step ahead of him.

"Senior, take a good rest, you want to find your baggage, right? I put it here. ”

She took a bag from Ning Caichen's side, she looked at the contents of it, and she felt that the contents of this burden were indeed extremely important to Ning Caichen.

When Ning Caichen fainted under the bushes, he still clung to the burden, and after he was found and brought back, everyone opened the baggage, including a copy of "The Way of the World" written by Zhuge Wolong, a famous brand of Zhuge Wolong, and a painting.

At that time, everyone was stunned, Zhuge Wolong's famous brand was made of red copper, and the world knew that this thing could not be faked. What's more, there is also the book "The Way of the World" that appears with this thing, in which the words are all written by Zhuge Wolong, but it is by no means any of the works of Zhuge Wolong that remain in the world, it is a new work, and its writing method is obviously handwritten, and there are traces of deletion, it should be a manuscript.

With a famous brand and a manuscript by his side, Ning Caichen was suddenly promoted from a madman to a strange man in the world - Zhuge Wolong in the eyes of everyone.

"Ah...... Draw...... Draw ......"

Ning Caichen said, he felt that he still had to let Fu Qingfeng take a look at the painting and the poem.

His mind was a little drowsy now, although he felt that Fu Qingfeng's name for him seemed to be a little wrong, but he didn't have enough strength to correct her.

He felt that as long as Fu Qingfeng looked at the painting, it meant that he knew everything.

"Painting?"

Fu Qingfeng took out Ning Caichen's picture scroll from the package, and she unfolded it at Ning Caichen's motion.

"Ten miles of flat lake full of frost,

Every inch of green silk is sad for the Chinese year.

To the moon-shaped single look at each other,

Only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals. ”

On the picture scroll is a pair of lovers of you and me, the man is handsome, the woman is beautiful, there is a poem inscribed on the scroll, Fu Qingfeng has practiced martial arts since childhood, and nowadays the wind of "women without talent is virtue" prevails, she does not read much, can not make any evaluation of this poem.

She read the poem over and over again, and then there was no more.

"What do you see?"

Ning Caichen asked expectantly.

"Good drawing. ”

Fu Qingfeng replied.

"What else?"

Ning Caichen asked again.

"Good poetry. ”

Fu Qing tilted his head and continued to answer.

"Xiaoqian...... I'm Caichen......"

Fu Qingfeng, who was tilting his head at this moment, coincided with the image of Xiao Qian at some point in the past, Ning Caichen lost his mind, and he was already convinced that the other party was Xiao Qian.

He tried to evoke the other party's memory, but the other party didn't have that memory, so how could he evoke it?

Whether it is this painting, this poem, or Ning Caichen's affection, it has become a pair of cows playing the piano.

"Ah! I see! 'Shili'! We should set up an ambush at Shili Pavilion! The official team's team will definitely pass through Shili Pavilion! Thank you seniors for your advice!"

Suddenly, Fu Qingfeng slapped his forehead and realized.

"Xiao Qian......!"

Ning Caichen was speechless for a while, and he had a feeling that he had risen up with all his strength and struck a blow but fell into the air.

"Ahh ”

Fu Qingfeng realized again, she had a full score of misinterpretation ability, and she was full of enthusiasm after getting the mention of 'Zhuge Wolong', and she felt that with such a master's guidance, most of the success of this action to save people had been successful.

"Uncle Zhang, take people! Let's go to Shili Pavilion!"

Fu Qingfeng ran out of the door, shouting in high spirits, she didn't notice Ning Caichen's disgraced face after she turned around.

……

When Mo Xie and Zhiqiu Yiye returned to Yizhuang, the sunset had completely sunk below the horizon, and the Yizhuang at this moment was no longer the Yizhuang when they went out in the morning.

A large bonfire burned in the courtyard, and on the fire there was a lot of game skewered with sticks, and everyone talked, laughed, sang and danced around the fire, sweeping away the dullness of the past, as if something great had happened today.

"Damn, it's so fragrant!"

Zhiqiu Yiye's nose is very bright, and the aroma of all kinds of game barbecued on the fire makes him almost drool after eating dry food for many days, and all the day's grievances and fatigue were thrown away by him, and he turned into Yizhuang in one fell swoop.

"Hey, brother, what's going on today?"

Zhiqiu Yiye fell lightly on the edge of the fire, and he asked casually when he found someone.

Everyone didn't do anything about the sudden entry of Zhiqiu Yiye, although there was a 'party' in the courtyard, but there were still layers of checkpoints outside Yizhuang, and only their own people could be put in.

"You don't know, the gentleman who was with you last night is Zhuge Wolong's senior!"

The man said truthfully, in his opinion, the person who can get together with Zhuge Wolong is definitely not a traitor.

"What?!"

Zhiqiu was shocked.

"Brother Zhiqiu, now, do you still want to leave?"

I don't know when Mo Ye has appeared on Zhiqiu Yiye's side, he patted Zhiqiu Yiye's shoulder,

"As I said, it's not as simple as you think. ”

Zhiqiu Yiye looked at Mo Ye, and the look of surprise in his eyes couldn't be concealed at all.

"You already knew, why didn't you say it?"

Zhiqiu Kazuha's words were a little confused.

Say what? To whom?

But it's not in the way, Mo Xie can understand.

"If you don't think about it first, how can I say it to you?"

Mo Evil Dao.