I waved my hand, and a lonely road stretched out at both ends. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoZheng Chouyu "Farewell"

All the way out of the palace along the Changqing Gate, Chonggeng walked slowly, watching the prison with red walls and golden tiles become more and more dim in the night. It's ridiculous, I'm still struggling to calculate for this prison. However, only by going to that supreme position can he protect the people he wants to protect, and can he get the people he wants, which is what he has regarded as the norm for the past twenty years.

On that day that year, the night was the same as today, and the moonlight shone brightly on the white snow, and the painting was miserable. The face of the woman lying on the bed was as white as snow, and there was no blood at all. The little boy ran desperately down the road at the Evergreen Gate, and he was going to call the woman's husband.

"I'll play with Geng'er when my mother is ready, okay?"

"E-niang, why are you uncomfortable, why didn't my father come to see you?" The boy's small mouth pouted, and he held a small tiger made by Eniang herself.

"Ahem、、、 father is very busy, and he will come when he has time." The woman was as gentle as ever.

However, when death came, she never waited for his time.

"Master 、、、" Zhang Quan watched the seventh master's hand tightly written, as if he was going to crush something.

"It's fine." Chonggeng came back to his senses and continued walking, "Zhang Quan, you say, will you really get what you want by doing this?" ”

"Master, Zhang Quan doesn't understand this. But Zhang Quan at least knew, at least he wouldn't let others decide how to go by himself. ”

Chonggeng didn't speak, continued to walk forward, walked to the palace gate, turned around, and looked at the silent palace city.

Yes, I was confused, Chong Geng thought slightly self-deprecatingly.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, whether it is Dong Guifei, Qing Nuan, or anyone who wants to seize this opportunity for whatever reason.

"I knew you wouldn't be able to sleep tonight." He was still so light and breezy like that, and the snowflakes fell on his shoulders without wearing a big hat.

"Why aren't you wearing a cape?" The dull feeling of everything, the moment I saw him, it seemed to be clear.

Qing Nuan was wearing a middle coat and a thick cloak, and walked up and pulled him inside to roast the fire.

Chong Geng felt her small slender hand pulling him, but in fact, her hand was not as warm as his own, he lowered his head and smiled slightly.

Qing Nuan pulled him inside before he reacted. I want to let go of his hand, but I feel so greedy for this warmth. Seeing Chonggeng watching himself holding his hand, Qing Nuan stared at him.

"You can't do this in the future, make an exception today and let me pull for a while." Qing Nuan was still a little embarrassed, a little sad, and a little 、、、 aggrieved.

Feeling her sadness today, Chonggeng turned his hand, turned over and wrapped her little hand, and looked at her gently.

"It seems that since the incident with Mr. Yi, we haven't spoken properly." Chonggeng put her hand to her lips and sighed, and her thin lips gently brushed her hand to help warm her hands.

"Hmm." Qing Nuan lowered her head and looked at the sparks in the fire.

"I'm not going to marry someone else."

When Qing Nuan heard this, she raised her head suddenly, and hit his slightly buried chin.

"Are you alright?"

"Ah, it hurts!"

Qing Nuan was quite tall among his peers, and stood on tiptoe to look at his chin, but he caught his hands.

"Lie to you." He showed a smile that he had never shown in front of outsiders, unrestrained, uncautious.

Qing Nuan was slightly angry, wanting to break free, but was pulled tighter by him.

"You!" Qing Nuan was shy and annoyed.

"Qing Nuan."

Hearing his hoarse voice, Qing Nuan, who had just transformed into a little beast, quieted down.

"Are you unhappy because of the news that I'm going to talk about marriage?" He looked at her so sincerely, lest he miss a small detail on her face.

Qing Nuan's face was red, and it was red from her neck to the base of her ears.

"The person I want to marry must be the one I love, the one I am ready to care for for the rest of my life." His eyes looked at Qing Nuan deeply, "So 、、、"

He didn't say it for a long time.

"So what?" Qing Nuan looked up at him, a little puzzled what he was going to say next.

"I'm leaving, don't think about it yourself." He handed her the stove on the table, only to find that on her white wrist was the bracelet he had given her.

He took her hand and looked at her carefully, then stared at her face for a long time, until he lowered his head in embarrassment.

"It's beautiful." I don't know if he's talking about the bracelet or the person wearing it.

"Rest well, I'm leaving."

Seeing him walk out, Qing Nuan raised his head. He turned around and walked towards the back room, ready to go to bed. Suddenly, it occurred to me that he hadn't finished his sentence yet, so what 、、、 so why?

"The person I will marry must be my beloved, so, Qing Nuan, you have to grow up quickly!" When he went out, he looked up at Bai Yueguang and read it lightly.

"Eleven, take me to Yuhua Pavilion to have a look!"

The New Year is approaching, and the streets are also very lively, and the dignitaries in the capital who don't like to go out also come out to feel the people's feelings. But the three very handsome sons and daughters on the street still provoked the girls who were difficult to go out to stop and look at each other frequently.

"I said I should be a man, you see so many girls looking at me in men's clothes." Weimo's vanity was fully satisfied.

"Heh, that's looking at me!" Eleven admits that Weimo looks good in men's clothes, but he can't show weakness.

"Hey, are you two going? Yuhua Pavilion, Yuhua Pavilion. "Qing Nuan has never been to the Qinglou to see it, and she is very curious.

"No, Zhang Weimo, you see that you have damaged the warmth of the official secretary, she never wanted to go to that kind of place before." Eleven's favorite thing is to quarrel with Zhang Weimo.

Sometimes Qing Nuan looks at the two of them, and she has to think about what their happy enemies will be like if they are together.

"Hmph, that kind of place, you, as a man, won't you haven't been there?! So don't dare to take us there? Wei Mo began to agitate the law, laughing eleven hehe.

"This trick again, but every time you can arouse the lord's desire to win, go, Yuhua Pavilion!"

"Grand、、、 wouldn't it be good to take the two young ladies there, if you 、、、," the little guy next to him persuaded.

"What are you afraid of, who dares to tell the master, the master will waste his tongue!"

Sure enough, it is fireworks Willow Lane, and the decoration is also red, green and green, but why marry such a poetic name as Yuhua Pavilion! Qing Nuan smiled bitterly and walked in.

"Yo yo yo, a few sons, come in." A middle-aged woman wearing heavy makeup saw several young men in fancy clothes and hurriedly came to entertain them, "Girls, don't come and serve yet." ”

"Don't let me open a private room first! Give me a few more pots of wine and a few side dishes. ”

"Okay, well, a few masters, please upstairs."

Qing Nuan and Wei Mo looked at each other and smiled, and decently posed as a noble son.

"How? I didn't lie to you, I haven't been here in the capital. Taking a sip of wine, Eleven said.

"Okay, good, no lie, Eleven is the most capable!" Qing Nuan also drank a few glasses, feeling a little dizzy, "But eleven, these girls are really beautiful." ”

"Childe is discerning," the mother came in with someone with side dishes, just when she heard this, "Do you want to summon a few girls for a few sons?" ”

Looking at the middle-aged woman's flattering smile, Qing Nuan still maintained a trace of clarity, "No need, madam." ”

"I'm afraid she can't afford your lady!" A man dressed in black walked in.

"Nine、、、 Brother Jiu." Eleven was a little scared, but he brought two young ladies to visit the kiln, which was really not good.

"Haha, Ninth Master, you haven't been here for a long time." The middle-aged woman grinned and eased the mood.

Qing Nuan saw that the middle-aged woman seemed to be quite familiar with the ninth master, it seems that the ninth master is a regular guest here! Qing Nuan stared at him and found that he was also looking at himself. Qing Nuan, who had drunk the wine, was a little more courageous, and she looked at him like that, and smiled as if she had seen through everything.

"Let's go down."

The old bustard took the reward silver handed over by the ninth master and withdrew with a smile.

"Brother Jiu, why are you here、、、" Eleven is like a mouse seeing a cat.

"If I don't come again, are you going to recruit girls?" Jiu Ye looked at the three people with their heads down and ready to be criticized, and felt ridiculous and funny.

"You're not here to find a girl." Qing Nuan pouted, frowned, burped, and whispered.

Seeing her like this, Lao Jiu Chongkun didn't know what to say, she was really an uneasy girl.

"Eleven, you send Miss Zhang back."

"What about Qing Nuan? If she is drunk like this, she will be scolded by the official's wife when she goes back. Eleven was a little worried.

"Knowing that she will be scolded, she still took the two young ladies out for a drink? I'll take her to my house to sober up first. ”

"Okay." Eleven pulled up Weimo and prepared to leave.

"Actually、、、" Weimo still wanted to say something.

"Don't actually, go quickly." Eleven didn't want to stand in front of Brother Jiu's powerful aura for a little longer.

Actually, don't bother the ninth master, you can take Qingnuan to my house to sober up, Wei Mo secretly made up this sentence.

On the carriage, Qing Nuan felt stuffy and hot, and lifted the curtain of the carriage to a small corner, blowing a cold wind.

"Shut it off, it didn't take long for me to get sick, and I wanted to be sick again."

Qing Nuan looked at the person who was talking with his eyes closed, really, how did he know that he had opened the curtain with his eyes closed.

"But I'm hot and stuffy!" Qing Nuan squinted her eyes slightly, frowned, and raised her head and said confidently.

She really had the courage to drink,,, Chongkun opened his eyes and looked at her, thinking that she was very funny at the moment.

"Don't follow Eleven to those places in the future, you know?" He himself realized that he had never been very gentle with people. It seems that since she helped herself intentionally or unintentionally, she has paid special attention to her.

"It wasn't Eleven who took us there!" She squinted her eyes and explained, red lips and white teeth, and her small mouth was closed one by one.

Seeing her like this, she was patient, and continued to say to this little confused: "Okay, then how did you get to Yuhua Pavilion?" ”

"Well, shhhhh ”

She really 、、、 drunk and spit out the truth! I drank wine and bought her, and I guess she still smiled and counted the money for others.

"Besides, aren't you going to the Qinglou too?! Why are you going to set fire to the state officials, and don't allow the people to light the lamps! Qing Nuan seemed to feel that what she was doing was bad, but she didn't seem to be able to control herself.

"I went there because I had something." Chongkun suddenly felt that he was funny, and he actually reasoned with a drunkard.

"Yes, of course I went there because I had something, and I went to find the girl!" Qing Nuan patted Chongkun on the shoulder, "It's okay, I won't sue." ”

Sure enough, you shouldn't be too serious with a drunkard.

When Qing Nuan woke up, it was already evening, and when she opened her eyes and looked at a strange place, Qing Nuan sat up suddenly.

"Miss Guan, are you awake?" A little maid walked in with a basin of water and put it down to hold her.

"Ah, headache." Gently patting his head, "Where is this?" ”

"This is the Nine Kings' Mansion, and the Ninth Master is talking to Major General Zuo of the Shenji Battalion in the study."

"Hmm." Suddenly I thought about something, "Huh?!" Major General Left? ”

"That's right, the second master of the official family, it's your brother, right?"

If you don't explain, I know, oh no, it's dead.

Just thinking about it, Qing Nuan heard a voice.

"She's resting in there." It's the voice of the Ninth Master, so the person he speaks to、、、

"Thank you, Ninth Master." Guan Qingzhi walked in, faintly with a murderous aura.

"You're awake, since that's the case, go back with your brother." The Ninth Master returned to his previous indifferent face.

"Thank you so much, Ninth Master." Qing Nuan lowered her head embarrassedly, "Forehead、、、 by the way, I didn't say any nonsense, right?" ”

Looking at her somewhat confused expression, Jiu Ye thought to himself, he didn't say nonsense, but he said a lot of truth.

"Nope." As he spoke, he walked out of the house.

"That's good", Qing Nuan was completely unimpressed, and felt that he was talking to himself alone, it seemed that he should be a maid.

"Okay? I'll settle accounts with you when I go back. How dare you drink outside with the Eleventh Master?! ”

Qing Nuan looked at Qing Zhi's eyes that were about to burst into flames, as if the ninth master did not tell the second brother that he was not only drinking, but also drinking in the Qinglou, otherwise the second brother's attention would not be drinking. Thankfully, fortunately.

"Second Brother、、、

On the way home, Qing Nuan turned on the infinite coquettish mode, and finally, got the second brother's confidentiality clause.