Chapter 115: Assassination

Yiqiuwu's face turned red, and she happened to be caught by Su Jingyue, and she couldn't help but laugh, "Are you blushing, you also have today!" ”

Yi Qiuwu squinted her eyes and looked at Su Jingyue, who was trembling with smiling flowers, and she didn't feel better, she didn't seem to be so happy when she smiled for a long time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Feeling that she was laughing too loudly, Su Jingyue controlled her smile and coughed.

"Enough laughing?" Yi Qiuwu also asked her with a smile.

Su Jingyue shook her head, "No." ”

"Then keep laughing." Yiqiu Wupi said with a smile.

His words made Su Jingyue feel the aura of danger, was she laughing too rampantly just now, "Don't laugh, don't laugh." ”

"It's the queen mother's birthday in a few days, and we need to go to the palace." Yi Qiuwu said.

Su Jingyue knew that when she thought of it, she was afraid that one day her old man would be unhappy or she would not be able to think about what to do with her, so she just didn't go if she could not go to the palace, but there were some activities that she had to go, and the queen mother was still her mother-in-law after all, and she didn't want to embarrass Yiqiuwu.

"Okay, what does the queen mother like, I don't need to prepare a gift." Su Jingyue asked. On the birthday of the Queen Mother, her daughter-in-law can't do without a little expression.

Yi Qiuwu stroked Su Jingyue's hair and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about these things, I will prepare." ”

Su Jingyue no longer asked. Speaking of birthdays, she doesn't seem to have had a birthday, whether in her previous life or now, she doesn't understand what's so good about it, or maybe no one is distressed, so she can't understand it.

On this day, Yi Qiuwu took Su Jingyue out, and she just went to the Drunken Wind Building. The business of Zuifeng Lou is still hot, it should be said that the colder the day, the more popular it is, and the hot pot can only have an atmosphere when eaten in winter.

When Xiao He saw them coming, he smiled and teased: "Why do you two have time to come to my small shop?" ”

Accustomed to the way he spoke, both of them ignored his ridicule, and directly found a window seat on the second floor and sat down, looking at the lively street downstairs.

"I didn't expect it to be quite lively on such a cold day now." Su Jingyue said that she thought there would be no one on the street, and it was very deserted.

"The New Year is approaching, and everyone has come out to buy New Year's goods." Yi Qiuwu replied to her.

It turns out that it's going to be the New Year, and the first year she came here, time flies really fast.

"By the way, why haven't you seen the second brother during this time?" Su Jingyue thought that she hadn't seen Yiran for a long time, and even Yiyunuo rarely came to the palace to look for her.

"He? Maybe it's a long way away. Yi Qiuwu said indifferently.

Su Jingyue didn't ask anymore. After the hot pot was ready, she began to eat it and no longer cared about other things.

At this time, an acquaintance came, to be precise, someone who knew Yi Qiuwu, and I don't know which young master it was. He's just an uninvited guest, and he opens the door and comes in.

"Lord Wang, what a coincidence, you are also here, I said that I looked like you downstairs just now." The man came and said a lot of things. "Ah, the princess is also there, and she really looks good up close."

Yi Qiuwu looked at him calmly, "This is Lord Zhang's son, named Zhang Qun." ”

Zhang Qun smiled and sat down consciously. "Lord Wang, can you tell my father, don't let him force me to be an official."

"I don't have big ambitions." Yi Qiuwu said bluntly, "This is your family matter, and this king will not interfere." ”

Zhang Qun is good at everything, but he doesn't want to be an official, but Lord Zhang is a person who hopes that his son will become a talent, do a great career, and shine on the lintel, the two are so deadlocked, and a big war will break out after a while, and it will be spread all over the city.

Before chatting for a while, Zhang Qun looked at what the group of people downstairs were looking for, sighed and said, "Yes, here it is again, I will leave first." ”

Su Jingyue thought it was interesting, watching the cat and mouse game downstairs was still very interesting.

It was bustling in the city, but it was lifeless in the Qingshan Courtyard of the Fog City, and Zhuo Xiaochen had stayed here since the end of the Autumn Hunting Conference.

He missed the best opportunity, and he didn't know why he always thought of Su Jingyue, especially when he thought of her mother's death, and when he thought that Su Jingyue would hate him, he was upset for a while.

Feng Chime was also extremely happy, after all, Zhuo Xiaochen rarely stayed in Qingshan Courtyard for such a long time, and he usually left in two days at most. Although Zhuo Xiaochen didn't say anything, she also knew what he was busy with all day, in fact, she wanted to persuade him to let go of hatred and live his own life, but she didn't dare to speak, and she also knew that he wouldn't listen to her.

On this day, the wind chime brought the meal to Zhuo Xiaochen as usual, although he treated him coldly every time, but the wind chime still insisted on it.

"Have you had nothing to do all day?" Zhuo Xiaochen sarcastically mocked her.

The wind chime was stunned, did not speak, and bowed his head and went out. Zhuo Xiaochen looked at the food, picked up the chopsticks and ate it.

Qingshan Villa is located on the mountain, now the weather is cold, white and boundless, the wind chimes stand in the yard and look into the distance, below is the cliff, when she came, she still felt very scared, after a long time, she didn't care, and dared to stand here and look around, she had never gone down the mountain, to be honest, she longed for the world under the mountain, but Zhuo Xiaochen didn't let her go anywhere, and she didn't dare to go down herself.

Looking at it, she felt that there were people walking in the mountains and forests in the distance, and she looked carefully, as if two groups of people were fighting, and it was the people from the Qingshan Courtyard who were fighting with another group of people.

She looked flustered and hurriedly ran into the room where Zhuo Xiao was staying.

Zhuo Xiaochen frowned, why did she come again.

"Outside, it looks like someone is coming outside, and I see someone fighting." Wind Chimes panted.

Zhuo Xiaochen immediately stood up and went out to check the situation. Wind chimes followed, and for so many years, Aoyama Villa has been very safe, and this kind of thing has never happened.

Wind Chimes looked around nervously, and suddenly something flashed in front of her eyes, and when she found it, she saw someone shooting at Zhuo Xiaochen with a bow and arrow.

didn't think about anything in his mind, he hugged him with one step, Zhuo Xiaochen wanted to have a seizure, pushed her away, and saw that there was suddenly an arrow behind her.

"Damn it!" He scolded, "Stupid! Looking at the archer, he gave the order for people to chase him.

He looked at the blood oozing from the back of the wind chime, "Who needs you to block the arrows for me, it's not a burden in the end." ”

Wind chime's lips were white, and he bowed his head and did not speak. Carry her back to her room and get a doctor to treat her.

"Is she dead?" Zhuo Xiaochen asked, looking at the wind chimes that had fallen into a coma.

"Young master, don't worry, the wind chime girl will be fine, but her physique is weak, I'm afraid she will have to recuperate for a while, at least in the spring of next year." The doctor replied.

When the wind chime woke up, he saw Zhuo Xiaochen standing. Looking directly at her, "You should be glad that the arrow is not poisonous, allowing you to pick up a small life." ”

Wind Chime had been silent, and she was used to his taunts all day anyway.

Zhuo Xiaochen hated her the way she looked the most, as soon as she said it, she lowered her head and didn't speak, as if someone was doing her, snorted coldly, and turned to leave. (To be continued.) )