Han Zhi immediately raised the sword in his hand like a frightened bird, he barely calmed down and pushed open the window to look down, and saw that the officials of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division were struggling through the crowd, and they couldn't stop squeezing towards the accent fang. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The door outside was lightly buckled three times, Han Zhi shouted in, Guan Shan flashed into the door, and urged him to leave quickly with an anxious face: "The people from the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division are coming here, Shizi, we have to go quickly." If it's any later, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of the city gate......"

Xiao Fan also came back to his senses and hurriedly pushed him out: "Yes, yes, yes!" Hurry up, hurry up, go away! She paused, originally thinking of asking Han Zhi to go to Xingyang, but after thinking about it, just like Zhang's mother said, if Xingyang's parents really took her seriously, she would not have had such a hard life for so many years. When she came to her senses, she grabbed Han Zhi's hand and solemnly told him: "Don't go to the northwest to find your father, don't think about coming back to take revenge." It's enough to have me, my life...... It's enough to make these two sluts unable to eat or sleep. You're going to live well from now on......"

Guan Shan had already come up to pull Han Zhi's arm, and persuaded while pulling back: "Shizi! It really can't be delayed, if it drags on any longer, Guanhai and they will die in vain! ”

Guan Hai changed into his clothes and boarded the ship that day, was shot into a sieve, and was finally burned beyond recognition.

Han Zhi's teeth were about to fall off, and he didn't know why his eyes were so sore, and he suddenly shed a few tears, and was dragged out of the door by Guan Shan, and took advantage of the chaos to go downstairs from the back door stairs.

Xiao Fan's chased a few steps and stopped, anxiously spinning in place, and after a long time, she also squeezed downstairs with the crowd----- she was going to find Qiu Ju, and asked Qiu Ju to find a way to inquire about what the people from the Five Cities Terracotta Division were doing.

When she went out of the room, Qing Zhuo and Han Feng came out of the secret room behind them, looking at each other and unable to speak for a while.

Although His Royal Highness and Miss Song Liu had already explained that following this Jinxiang Marquis would definitely have a harvest, they never expected this harvest to be so amazing. I didn't expect that the Marquis of Jinxiang and Fan Liangdi would have such secrets.

Qing Zhuo could still hold his breath, but Han Feng couldn't help but be a little proud: "It turns out that Fan Liangdi is such a person...... I don't know if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will know that the beauties he favors are all painted skins, I don't know if they will ......"

It was because of Fan Liangdi's fame that the crown princess was forced to back down, and she had to send His Royal Highness the crown prince to Longhu Mountain for eight years of cultivation.

Qing Zhuo slapped him on the head coldly, lowered his voice and scolded him: "Be careful! How can these nonsense talk about chasing after the wind and shadows be openly proclaimed? If it is heard, it is a big deal. Could it be that you don't know that the wall has ears?! ”

Han Feng followed his finger and saw Wang Shilang in the Accord opposite, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Could it be that the king of Dongping County also found out that there was something wrong with Han Zhi's death?" "You found it so quickly?!

Qing Zhuo shook his head, he listened to Xiao Fan's and Han Zhi's words in a fog, at least whether Da Fan's family really had something unclear with Han Zhengqing, or whether Xiao Fan's deliberately wanted to use his death to frame and avenge Da Fan's mistreatment for so many years, he didn't know.

Pursing his lips, he looked at Wang Shilang and his entourage, who went out in the opposite direction from Han Zhichao, turned around and walked quickly downstairs: "Let's go!" Go to Huangjue Temple! ”

Along the way, pedestrians rubbed shoulders endlessly, and when they arrived at Huangjue Temple, it was almost noon. Han Feng touched his head and was a little dissatisfied: "Let's two little Taoist priests, come to the place of Buddhism in a good manner......"

Qing Zhuo glared at him, reported Zhou Weizhao's name, and was led to the back mountain by the monk Zhike.

Houshan Wei Zhaozheng told Song Chuyi about what happened recently, he seemed to have not seen Song Chuyi for three or four months, and he almost couldn't recognize it at first sight, because girls always change day by day at this age.

Ten thousand red plums bloom in the vast snow, the back mountain of this Huangjue Temple is dotted like a fairyland, and then walk for about half an hour, a small place enclosed by a fence is also planted with a considerable number of green plums, in such a wind and snow, it is independent of the world, and this scenery is integrated, and the beauty makes people speechless.

Zhou Weizhao suddenly felt that the girl in front of him who was wearing a yellow coat and smiling in the sun couldn't take his eyes off the scene in front of him, and he couldn't help but smile a little bit on his face: "It seems that Han Zhi is not dead, you don't feel disappointed at all." ”

Song Chuyi tilted his head slightly to look at him, and deliberately teased him: "It seems that His Highness feels very disappointed." ”

Han Zhi is not dead, and this drama will be more lively.

Zhou Weizhao couldn't help laughing, the two dimples on the side of his cheeks were so deep that they could make people fall in, and he couldn't help but be a little connived when he looked at Song Chuyi's gaze: "I'm not disappointed at all, when Han Feng and Qing Zhuo come, I will know how this Hou Shizi of Jinxiang, who has been forced into a dead end, is going to fight against the water." ”

The more you go into this green plum forest, the deeper the snow becomes, Song Chuyi was about to answer, but his right foot fell into the snow without paying attention, but fortunately he was able to stand firm by holding on to the plum tree next to him.

Zhou Weizhao reacted very quickly, and immediately stretched out his hand to hold her right arm, seeing that she didn't pull out her foot with force, he couldn't help laughing again, pulled her foot out, and softly asked her to move her foot: "See if it's twisted." ”

Han Feng saw it from a distance, and looked at Qing Zhuo quite happily: "Your Highness, is he going to open his mind?!" ”

Recently, His Royal Highness has often been accompanied by him, and the Holy Lord's words have revealed the intention of choosing a concubine for him, and he has also asked the opinion of the Heavenly Master. Qing Zhuo and Han Feng thought about it in private, but in the end, they still felt that they could be qualified as the candidate for the princess, and the one who accompanied His Royal Highness had to be Miss Song Liu. But the reason is also because they really can't find anyone other than Miss Song Liu who can talk to His Royal Highness the Taisun who is silent......

Qing Zhuo couldn't help laughing, if His Highness really opened his mind, it would be a great thing! With this invincible Miss Song Liu, I'm afraid that all the ghosts and ghosts will have to hide.

He was about to step forward to report the news, when he suddenly heard a sound in the Dicui Pavilion not far behind him, followed by a girl carrying the corner of her skirt and quickly ran past them to Song Chuyi and Taisun, panicked as if she was about to cry: "Sixth Miss! Our girl's foot twisted ......" (To be continued.) )