The sachet stone is blue, embroidered with a splash of ink goshawk, the neck is white in the moon, the claws are sharp, and the wings are fluttering. The drooping five-color beaded threads are integrated with Zhou Zhenwei's figure and bearing.

Yuqiao approached Zhou Zhenwei, leaned over, and delicately tied his hand on the leather belt around his waist for him, and muttered to himself: "In addition to some spices in this sachet, there is also a peace charm that I went to Xiangguo Temple to ask for. ”

This is almost complete, she raised her peach pink cheeks and looked at Zhou Zhenwei, smiled and asked, "Does Lord Zhou like it?" ”

Like? Such a golden voice and jade rhyme, a girl with a blue heart, how could he not like it, how could he not like it! I just like the whole body is as hard as iron, but the heart is soft as mud, and there is a wonderful taste that I can't say and end!

Yuqiao was embarrassed by his burning eyes, and a few pieces of peach flew to his face, pursed his lips and chuckled, knowing his intentions, and without waiting for him to reply, he turned around and left.

Zhou Zhenwei wanted to catch up and talk to her again, but he saw from a distance that a few more official women surrounded her, so he stopped and watched them laugh and play away!

He really had something he wanted to ask, but he touched the sachet string tied around his waist, and fortunately he didn't ask, and it was all in plain sight, wasn't it!

Before returning to the building, Yuqiao happened to see that Bian Xiaoman and his father and brother were about to board the car and leave, so he stepped forward to greet him and greeted him without mentioning a few words.

One night at night, Bixiu looked at the jade with black hair hanging in front of her, wearing only a cigarette white underwear, leaning on the back of the bed, holding a book without turning a page, always looking restless.

She stepped forward to tuck the quilt for Yu Qiao'er, and said lightly: "The time has passed, isn't Sister Qiao still sleeping?" I'll have to go to the periphery tomorrow morning! ”

"I'm tired today, so I'll stay in my room tomorrow and rest, and don't go to that part of the fun!" Yuqiao said, beckoned Bixiu to come closer, looked at the purple swelling and broken skin on her cheeks and lips, and sighed after a while: "Today, Fang Yumu took a pill of ointment to give to you to apply, I saw that she had used it very well, and in a blink of an eye, I felt that she was coy, and I didn't know what idea she had again, so I didn't dare to take it!" ”

Bixiu hurriedly persuaded: "What does it matter! The wound on the face will always heal, it's just a matter of time! I happened to meet her on the porch before, and I rarely came to talk to the slave and maid, and asked some about Sister Qiao's rouge gouache, but the slave and maid only felt weird, so she didn't answer her more, but fortunately, Sister Qiao didn't ask for it, otherwise I don't know what to do! ”

Yuqiao only then knew that there was still this one, and couldn't bear to let her talk in detail, the two chatted again, and Bixiu went to sleep without mentioning it.

I don't know how long it has been, although Yuqiao is flipping through the book, her starry eyes are spreading, and she is up? At this time, I heard the sound of the night rain, the window was half open, and the embroidery curtain was blown half obliquely by the wind, so I got up.

The coolness penetrates the window like cold smoke, the rain is also sifted like beans, beating the eaves, dripping water, diving into the mud, the night is foggy, occasionally there are palace people or guards carrying lanterns to walk quickly, reflecting a scene in the garden, but it is red cherry, green plantain!

Since she was reborn, for the sake of the security guards of all ages in Trumen, she has been thinking day and night, and working hard to work, but at this time, for the first time, she is in turmoil for others, for him, in fact, for herself!

With a deep sigh, Yuqiao stood for a while, and finally kept a curtain of wind and rain out of the window

Showers fall at night, and when it clears in the morning, I see the mountains empty and the water shining.

Zhou Zhenwei got what he wanted, deployed to the Hongjia Emperor and the crown prince's team, and the hussar general Cao Chonghe led hundreds of palace guards and forbidden troops, and brought more than a dozen local eagle households, a group of people and horses to ride, mighty, colorful flags, straight to Dongshan.

Along the way, Cao Chong rode to his side three times and twice, repeatedly thanked him for saving the little girl, and never gave up talking about the family affairs with his parents back then, and then praised the little girl a lot, hoping that he could change his mind. But seeing Zhou Zhenwei's expression cold and indifferent, he stopped talking, and his heart was bored.

Emperor Hongjia watched it from beginning to end, and couldn't help laughing: "This love between men and women, love matters, Zhou Shaoyin doesn't seem to have this intention, and General Cao is more than forceful, otherwise even if it becomes a matter under pressure, it will be a bad fate!" ”

Cao Chong nodded, and said with sorrow: "The little daughter of the Chen family is about twenty years old, and she is a female lieutenant general, she can't learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, etc., and now she is still waiting for the boudoir, and no one cares. ”

Emperor Hongjia pondered for a moment and said, "The princess of the six princes, King Wu, was gone a few days ago, and if General Cao is interested, I can give a marriage!" ”

The princess of King Wu is not strange, and the officials of the government and the opposition are secretive, how can Cao Zhongzhong not know? He was in a cold sweat for a while, just grinning and not answering.

At this time, the officers and soldiers in front of the army had chosen the place to be encircled, Cao Zhong and Zhou Zhenwei divided labor, and led the guards to escort the emperor and the prince to a flat and open high ground, and waited for the news from the front.

Zhou Zhenwei took 20 or 30 people of the forbidden army to hide in a hidden place, carefully watched the officers and soldiers of the brigade and the eagle release households, and brought many archers to surround from the outside to the inside.

The eagle farmer has released Hai Dongqing, dozens of black pressure circles in the air, from time to time strange screams, swooping down like lightning, claws grab hares and chicks, etc., and throw them in front of the eagle releaser.

When Zhou Zhenwei led the forbidden army back to Emperor Hongjia and the crown prince, the governor of the general army had already arrived, asking the emperor to go to the encircled place and hunt the white-fronted tiger with the first warriors!

Emperor Hongjia is naturally prosperous, this is the highlight of the spring hunting, thrilling even more than riding and shooting millet deer and wild boars. In previous years, he would shoot when he was hunting tigers, but now that he is old, he is better off on this. I only feel that I am still there, and my majesty is still there.

Zhou Zhenwei rode on the side of Emperor Hongjia, holding a strong bow and crossbow arrows, although he straddled the horse, his shoulders and back were stiff and straight, his face was even more condensed, and his eyes were as black as thick ink, faintly showing the color of slaughter.

Emperor Hongjia looked at him, puzzled in his heart, but he didn't say much.

Everyone was far away, silent, just watching the fierce man and the big tiger fighting, Hai Dongqing swooped down from time to time, claws scratching, sharp beak peck, not a while, the tiger was hit by several arrows and collapsed, wheezing for breath.

The warrior was taken to Emperor Hongjia by the governor of the army and invited him to hunt the tiger with arrows to death.

It's time to come, and it's still coming! Zhou Zhenwei's expression was awe-inspiring, and his eyes like frost swept over the fierce soldiers, the commander-in-chief, and the falcon households who quietly gathered around one side, and he had to clench the strong bow in his hand. (To be continued.) )