The man also feels like melting snow and ice, as if it is very light and can be carried away by the wind.

"Who are you?" he asked softly as he walked up to Chongkui, through a fence and blooming roses, "...... you" He kept staring at Chongkui's face, seeming interested.

"In Shimoshige Aoi, passing by here, I want to ...... I want to borrow a glass of water to drink. Chongkui said.

There's something wrong with this line......

Isn't this Tang Seng's line?

"You're Chongkui. The man suddenly laughed, "Are you Chongkui, the daughter of Chongfeng, the prime minister of the Qin State?"

"You know me?" Chongkui pressed his heart to the beat.

"Of course I do, I've seen you. He said, "When I was in Wei. ”

"Wei Guo?" Chongkui didn't have any impression of this person.

"Slave markets. He said, looking at her with a presumptuous gaze, "You and that time...... It's very different, and now you ......."

Before he could finish speaking, Chongkui suddenly remembered.

"Are you...... Long Yangjun of the Wei Kingdom?" Chongkui also suddenly remembered.

Back then, she would go to Wei because of Wei Wuji's kidnapping.

Later, he accidentally stumbled into the slave market, and Long Yangjun also went to the slave market in order to auction the iron cage man Su Yuan......

At that time, it was just a glimpse.

She thought he hadn't noticed her at all, but she didn't expect him to remember......

"You're very different from that time. Long Yangjun looked at her, as if he was not sure, "Are you really Chongkui?"

"It's really different now than it was then. Chongkui touched his face, "When I saw Long Yangjun just now, I also had a strange feeling, as if I saw myself." ”

Long Yangjun laughed: "Wuji once said that there is a person in this world who is very similar to me, I know that it is you who is talking about, and he often talks about you in front of me." ”

"Xinling-kun?" mentioned this old man, Chongkui was not very happy.

Back then, Xin Lingjun wanted to kill her many times, and he approached her because of the pure spirit body.

"You remember him. "Long Yangjun gives people a very soft feeling, not like what I saw in the slave market of Wei back then.

Although it was just a quick glance back then, Long Yangjun, who was sitting in the soft sedan chair, was arrogant and indifferent, looking at their efforts, as if he was disdainful.

"How can a person like Xinlingjun forget about it?" Chongkui said.

Long Yangjun opened the door of the fence and said, "Please come in, this place is shabby, there is nothing." ”

Chongkui walked into the garden, and Dan Bao immediately ran in with her.

"It's secluded and elegant, it's just a world away. Chongkui couldn't help but laugh as she listened to the sound of the waterwheel and the bells.

"Yes, here, there is no quarrel with the world, and you don't have to remember who you are. Long Yangjun led them into the wooden house.

The room is also elegantly furnished, with wooden furniture, a pottery vase on the table, and an early spring peach blossom in it.

Sure enough, it was like the home she had dreamed of.

Chongkui sat down, and Long Yangjun brought a pottery tea set and boiled water on the small stove next to the table.

"There are no waiters here, so I am lazy. He laughs.

"With people waiting, it's not like a paradise. Chongkui also said with a smile, looking around, "Is it only Long Yangjun who lives here?"

"Now it is. ”

"Now, so to speak, will anyone come to live with Long Yangjun in the future?"