Thinking of his sweetheart, Li Yuanche couldn't help but take out the purse embroidered with a rock from his arms. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He knew that the purse had been embroidered a long time ago, but he refused to give it to him. It wasn't until the night before they parted that she hung it around his neck with her own hands.

At that time, his light and ears were red, but his face was still pretending to be calm, as if it was just an ordinary object for him.

"Why hang around your neck?" Shouldn't all purses be hung around the waist? Only his gentleness is so ingenious.

He looked down at the two black lumps on the purse, which were said to be stone patterns, and asked the girl in his arms with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

"The craftsmanship is not good." The girl is always honest. She stuffed her purse into the hem of his coat, and when she looked up again, she saw the banter in his eyes.

This man, when did he learn to ask knowingly!

"I think it's good." As if against her, he took out his purse from the placket of his shirt and looked at it deliberately. It's really good, although the embroidery is not exquisite, but this intention is really good.

Rock no transfer, is there anything better than this?

"Alright, let's hide." The girl couldn't imagine how she would laugh at them if she was seen by others with this terrible mess of purse.

She said a rare coquettish, snatched the purse in his hand, and was a little willful, and a little domineering and directly raced the purse back into the placket.

"Don't take it out." She looked up, and those clear, bright eyes looked at him like this, stopping him from pulling out his purse again.

"Okay, don't take it out." After a while, he took her hands and kissed them on the lips. "Hidden in the placket, just right on the chest."

In her purse is her hair, and in her chest is his true heart.

There is no transfer of the rock, and the hair is around the heart. It is as if he and she are intertwined with each other, eternal and eternal.

Chest position? The girl looked up at the position of his chest with some embarrassment, as if the length of the rope tied to the purse was indeed , it seems, it was, it was, it was just right, so good that the purse happened to be placed on his chest.

It's a coincidence, right? She looked at the rope she had braided with her hand, or was it really heaven's destiny?

"Gently, I understand your intentions." He put his arm around her shoulders and held him hard in his arms.

This is a beautiful misunderstanding, or it is also destined by God. She leaned against his chest, immersed in the sound of his powerful heartbeat, her heart was calm and her face was calm.

"Gently, be careful on the road and come back early." He rubbed her hair, full of reluctance.

This night, Li Yuanche was holding a purse, the corners of his mouth were raised, he smiled silently, and he was immersed in memories until dawn.

At dawn, Li Yuanche had just put away his purse, and Mr. Fushan knocked on the door of the study with a solemn face.

"Come in." He picked up a towel and wiped his face with cold water. Cold water brushed his resolute cheeks, and his mind suddenly cleared up a lot.

Li Yuanche raised his head and looked in the direction of the northeast. He's coming back soon, and he has to speed up the movements in his hands, and deal with the affairs of Qizhou as soon as possible, so that he can go to Liaodong to pick her up.

"Lord, someone from the capital has come." Mr. Fushan glanced at Li Yuanche without saying anything, with a solemn expression.

"It's Zhang Mao and Qi Lu, who want to see you."

Is it them? Li Yuanche was stunned, a little surprised. Zhang Mao and Qi Lu were both good brothers when they were protons in Beijing, and these two came to Northern Xinjiang at this time, were they for public or private purposes?

"Did they come together, or did they come separately? What retinue do you bring? Li Yuanche casually put down the towel in his hand and changed into a homely coat.

The two of them came alone, and there was no attendant. Moreover, it seems that they still came together. Saying this, Mr. Fushan and Li Yuanche glanced at each other, and they both saw their doubts from each other's seriousness.

An Guo Gong Zhang is leading a large army to help Emperor Qiandi of Yizhou attack Luyang; Qi Zheng, the prince of Zhenguo, led the Gyeonggi Forbidden Army to help the new emperor defend the capital. The fathers of these two people are clearly their own masters and are not on the same front, how could the two of them come together?

Is it a coincidence, or is it?

"Ask them to come over." Li Yuanche only pondered for a moment, and then sat down to decide. These two people came, no matter what they were for, they were always their own brothers. Moreover, when he was in the capital, Zhang Mao and Qilu also helped him a lot.

He Li Yuanche is not a ruthless and unrighteous person, no matter what the reason for them comes, they always have to meet to know.

In a few moments, Mr. Fushiyama led the two embarrassed young men into the study.

"Ache!" At the door of the study, Qi Lu shouted excitedly, and just wanted to step forward to hug his former good brother, but was pulled by Zhang Mao on the side.

"Second brother, what's wrong?" Qi Lu touched his head, looking puzzled.

"Second brother, Alu." Li Yuanche greeted him, stretched out his hands, and hugged the two good brothers at the door. "Why did you come to Northern Xinjiang?"

"Ah Che," Zhang Mao saw that his former good brother was still the same as before, and his face was not fake, so he blinked, suppressed the tears in the corners of his eyes, and hugged the good brother in front of him tightly.

"Good brother, the second brother is not wrong about you." Zhang Mao patted Li Yuanche on the shoulder, and it was only at this time that he suppressed the sadness, grievances and anxieties along the way, and then completely released it.

"Second brother, I just mean, Ah Che is still the same Ah Che, and he won't ignore us." Qi Lu patted Zhang Mao's shoulder, and then hooked up with Li Yuanche's shoulder with one hand, and said with a big grin.

"Ah Che, do you have anything to eat, prepare something for us. My second brother and I haven't had a full meal in days. "From the capital to Yizhou, from Yizhou to Luyang, and from Luyang to Qizhou, this journey is not far away, and the two noble sons who have never been out of the house alone have indeed suffered enough.

"Okay, let's talk while we eat." Li Yuanche commanded a few times outside the door, and then personally took the two good brothers back to his yard to freshen up and change clothes.

After a full meal of wine and food, Qi Lu couldn't help but burp, and couldn't help but glance at Zhang Mao again. Since leaving Yizhou, the second brother's expression has been a little bad, and his personality has also changed greatly, and he doesn't talk much along the way

"Ah Che, now my second brother and I have come to seek refuge with you." Qi Lu glanced at Zhang Mao again, and when he saw that the other party still didn't want to speak, he said to Li Yuanche himself.

Take refuge in him? Li Yuanche put down the chopsticks in his hand and glanced at him.

"Ah Lu, what the hell is going on, why did you and your second brother come to Northern Xinjiang?"

"That's a long story. One day a few months later, my father ......" Qi Lu lifted Erlang's legs, picked up the toothpick on the side, and briefly told Li Yuanche about the things that started in the capital.

".......That's about it. Ache, now we've all come to you. Qi Lu put down the toothpick, dragged the stool under him a few steps forward, moved to Li Yuanche's side, and reached out to put it on his shoulder. (To be continued.) )