Chapter 158: The Affinity Team
Zhen Yue frowned slowly, she didn't expect him to come here to block her, but she saw Fu Ziran's eyes wandering around, and she strode towards her.
"Oops, it's the weirdo." At this time, Xiao Li also saw the man who was slowly approaching.
Zhen Yue shook her head at him, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her eyes were full of solemnity, Fu Ziran paused, and noticed that her face was different, and suddenly two black-robed men came from an inconspicuous corner, and directly stopped Fu Ziran.
"This son, please sit somewhere else, the seat here has been reserved by us!"
The two shadow guards were solemn and pointed to the empty tea table around Zhen Yue.
Fu Ziran threw off his embroidered robe, and saw that all sides were vaguely full of people, and the seat closest to Zhen Yue was occupied by two rough-looking people.
His brows furrowed, and he was stunned for a moment, sitting on the seat closest to Zhen Yue with a firm face.
Seeing this, the two shadow guards quickly returned to the corner and continued to guard silently.
Fu Ziran had just sat down, and the two people who were gossiping about homely things suddenly raised their eyebrows, and their rough appearance was even more terrifying, and they said sharply: "Who are you!" Didn't you see that this is our seat! ”
Beiying advocates force, respects martial arts, and the contradictions intensify, saying that you can fight if you fight, Zhen Yue saw this, and her heart tightened.
Fu Ziran was not afraid, got up and saluted: "In Xia Yun Ziran, it is a tourist from Xitan, the seats here are full, and I see the two brothers in the next place, the spirit is heroic, and the sense of worship is born, and it is rumored that Beiying is brave and uninhibited, so he has a sense of closeness and sits down without authorization." If you want to make friends with the two, could it be that the two of you dislike them? In this way, it is a mistake to hear the words of the Beiying people on the rivers and lakes, and it is reckless to say goodbye. "Gesture to leave.
The two rough-looking people looked at each other, and their faces were a little unbearable, so they hurriedly waved their hands for fear of losing the face of the Beiying people: "Son, please sit down, I am all rough people, and I have just been rude." We Beiying people have always been hospitable. Informal. ”
"I saw the two of you today, and I believe it, and the people of Beiying are really enthusiastic." Fu Ziran smiled modestly and poured tea for himself. Handsome face. What a humble boy.
Zhen Yue almost squirted the tea in her mouth. Seeing that Fu Ziran is usually a simple and honest person, he didn't expect to be able to speak so wittily and tell lies without even blinking.
It didn't take a while. Fu Ziran got acquainted with them and exchanged interesting stories about traveling around the mountains and rivers.
Xiao Li glanced at Fu Ziran who was not far away, nodded and said, "That strange person, the real person doesn't show his face." ”
Zhen Yue's face was indifferent, but she pricked up her ears to listen to their conversation.
The aroma of the tea house lingers, the tea breath is ethereal, and there is a hazy feeling, and the cold wind outside is whisking, beating the window lattice from time to time, but it still can't reduce the heat brought by the beauty.
"Childe is from Xitan, but have you seen the master who looks like a fairy?"
Fu Ziran smiled lightly: "The name of the master is amazing in the world, and I want to follow him from Xitan and want to see his style." ”
"Haha, look at the childe's talent, I didn't expect it to come here."
"Not to mention the talent of the son, you see, the post stations in the city of Handan are full of people these days, and even the broken temples in the suburbs can't take people.
What does this mean? Or does it mean that we are a strong bully in Beiying, otherwise how could Wu Xun, who is the hegemon, be willing to offer a beauty, Dongtan is now only afraid of becoming an ant on a hot pot, after a few battles, although he won a big victory and recovered a lot of territory, he forced Xitan to come and surrender, I am afraid that the milky prince will cry before he has laughed enough! ”
Fu Ziran's voice suddenly raised: "So this beauty must be seen in this life, otherwise I will regret it, I will definitely wait, keep waiting, when I can see it, when I can leave together, I will stop." ”
The two rough men didn't expect this weak scholar to be so determined, and they laughed heroically, my fair lady and gentleman are good, and such men can be regarded as straightforward.
Zhen Yue heard another meaning, this sentence was nothing more than deliberately saying it to her, conveying his meaning to her, be sure to take her away, keep waiting, and never have regrets or regrets.
"Xiaoli, let's go." Zhen Yue got up, her eyebrows indifferent.
Xiao Li hurriedly followed behind after letting go of the silver two, and before leaving, he glared at Fu Ziran who was looking at him from afar.
April 20, the winter sun is warm, and the wind is cold.
An eye-catching team of fifty people entered the imperial city and stepped on the strict Yinghua Main Street, which was crowded with people, so lively, and the attics on both sides were scrambling, all of which were noble sons from all over the world.
The faint sunlight sprinkled on the eaves of the pavilion, diluted the evil atmosphere of Beiying, and added a little warmth to the solemn and solemn Hantan on weekdays, the people were rarely so lively, and they prayed along the street, even so, the wide streets were still orderly, and everyone gathered on the side of the street to look at the fluttering car curtains, trying to explore the stunning woman who had long been rumored to be in Beiying.
A team of fifty people, all dressed in red, wearing cyan armor, slightly small in stature, Xitan is located in the southwest, no better than the Beiying people who grow in the cold land all year round, the Beiying people are burly and strong, and their skin is dark.
The soldiers of Xitan surrounded the conspicuous chariots in the middle, the horse-drawn carriages, the carved cars were fragrant all over the road, the red silk curtains danced in the wind, the pink bead curtains were crisp and pleasant, and the shadows appeared and disappeared from time to time, like immortals.
The people on both sides of the onlookers, holding their breath, everyone bent over and tried to take a few glances through the gaps, the silk curtains were heavy, layered, and finally they couldn't see the face of the woman in the catch, everyone sighed, and almost beat their chests.
The team of fifty people entered the Amethyst Gate in the heavy onlookers, and under the leadership of the court, entered the majestic and brilliant Amethyst Sacred Palace, it is said that the Emperor of Beiying saw the master for the first time, thinking that the fairy went down to earth, and the dragon's heart was happy, and gave the Amethyst Palace for its temporary residence, so it was rumored to be a good story for a while.
The cool breeze at night, the cold moon outside the window is like a hook, projected in the fragrant room through the delicate window paper, refracted on the elegant figure of the woman, the silence around, and the sound of the night crow spreading its wings faintly in the ears.
Zhen Yue wore an indoor crescent light robe, reclining on the couch of the warm mat, with an idle posture, holding an ancient book in her hand, her eyes were deep, as if she was looking, and it seemed to be looking into the distance through the words of the ancient book, her expression was focused, and her eyebrows were frowning.
From time to time, there was the sound of pen and ink in his ears, the candle flame shook and cast a great cold shadow, the man sat in front of the bookcase, focusing on the folds piled up on the side, and the straight brush held the man's hand, like a sword that drank the wind and clouds, he raised his head from time to time to look at the woman on the warm couch, the corners of his mouth were lightly hooked, warming the angular and cold color. (To be continued......)