(The tenth weak female revenge master and apprentice love and hate poison doctor killer in the tenth month of the decade)

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Everyone knows that Zheng Chongshan, the general of the Zhenguo University, is a man who fights and kills, and who knows that he actually has this pity and tenderness for a woman? is even more of a prostitute who covets everyone and does everything she can to do it once she asks for it?

People are all word of mouth how he took the lead, bloody killing, swept thousands of armies, and won many battles.

But there is a side of this man that others don't know.

In the past, how he treated himself was written in his eyes bit by bit, Si Qingyan could carry it clearly in his heart, she was moved, very moved, and moved so much that her heart was about to be warmed by him - but this was not feelings.

Seeing that he was looking forward to it so much, she didn't want to refuse, so she gently leaned into his ear and said, "Come back." If you don't dislike it, I'll go with you. ”

It was only a few words, and General Zheng's cheeks were glowing with a strange bright brilliance, and a pair of eyes couldn't help but look at her face over and over again, and she was really overjoyed. So, he hurriedly promised: "Okay! Yan'er, how could I dislike you? I'm willing to buy a thousand dollars, I'm afraid, I'm afraid you can't look down on me! ”

As he spoke, he gently took her into his arms, and wrapped her petite body tightly with a cloak that only exposed one head, and he didn't dare to annoy her twice, so these big hands that pinched the neck of a living person did everything to her gently, carefully, for fear of hurting her, and even more afraid of scaring her.

He pleaded in a low voice: "For him, you are willing to lose the first half of your life, I have nothing to say, so can you keep the second half of your life for me?" This may seem simple, but it was the first time he had said it. He put aside the names of the eight mighty faces, and took off his armor as cold as iron, but he was just an ordinary man who was humble to the dust, and he pleaded with this woman to give him a chance to love her well.

Si Qingyan nodded tearfully.

The willows on the shore are even more lingering, pouring out countless thoughts that are about to spread, and the people in the thousands of silks are inexplicably desolate and sad, and it is time to part.

The boatman was already urging to set off, Si Qingyan took a boat to the north, this mountain is a trip to the water, thousands of miles away from the smoke and waves, and the sky in Gusu seems to be a translucent blue as far as the eye can see.

For Zheng Chongshan, the bright spring season, but how it is like a bleak and cold late autumn, he is full of melancholy. I don't know how long my sweetheart will be gone, and the entire Gusu City will be left alone. It's a shame.

The general of this town is a native of Xingyang.

His mother was a noble woman from the Zheng family. 's father is a lonely and unknown soldier, not a pawn, but compared to his wife's big family and high family, his foundation is really not worth mentioning.

The Zheng family's Qiong Xiuyu is also a negative example of selfish lifelong and willful behavior, she has no hesitation to devote herself to the love that makes her full of heat, but she has also become an abandoned daughter of the family and a laughing stock in the door. Because--after giving birth to Chongshan, his father died on the battlefield, and his mother still had to raise him, but a young widow is still a delicate young lady who does not touch the spring water, and now she has no background and no power, where can she find a way out?

So, in order to get help, she took a baby back to kneel back for three days and three nights to pray for her parents' mercy, and finally entered the side door, but she had changed from the most favored third lady to a tenant in the courtyard of this deep house, waiting for alms.

And this baby, who had never seen his biological father, had to change his surname to Zheng in order to seek the blessing of the family. Although he is not obsessed with reading, he only plays with knives and guns, but he is also a good man who serves on the battlefield wholeheartedly. Later, he worked hard and won the position of the general of the town all the way, but his mother was forced to remarry in his year of being the head of the country.

There are no fuel-efficient lamps in the Zheng clan in Xingyang, and they are shrewd in their calculations: Since you have raised your son, then you have to at least make some sacrifices.

So, Zheng Chongshan struggled in the shadow of the sword and sword, and finally sat in the position of a general with his own ingenuity, and now he is only thirty years old, which can be described as a young hero and a genius.

General Zheng met Si Qingyan, which was a fireworks with willows piled up and curtains without repeating in March, and he was ordered to follow the prince to Yangzhou.

Before he arrived, he heard that there was a soul-chasing seven-string who was both beautiful and artistic, and he had already given birth to the idea of seeing him, and he was followed by King Jing at that time, who was also a bloody man who won fame on the battlefield and fought for the lord. Compared with Gong Wangye, the scholar is naturally a little more unrestrained, and he doesn't have to pretend to be virtuous like him. So I wanted to see it, so I just asked someone to call the beauty from Gusu, and it had to be Si Qing's banquet.

Originally, Zheng Chongshan wanted to persuade him to be a little more restrained, don't make such a big show and mobilize the public, lest he fall into any tricks at a critical time and be caught by Gong Wangye.

However, the moment Si Qingyan came out, he forgot anything, and only knew that this kind of woman would lose a glance at it.

When I think about it in the future, her eyes are also shining, looking forward to the brilliance, not at all the low eyebrows and eyes of the small jasper, and not like the enchanting charm of ordinary singers, and it is not at all as beautiful and lovely as the hibiscus out of Qingshui, but like the ten miles of Qionghua in Yangzhou at that time, monochrome and white but with unique style, swaying. Her charm is not cheesy, it is the delicate desire of her age.

The eyes were not greedy for money, nor did they deliberately cater to them, unlike some Oiran who thought very highly of herself and had no one under her eyes, but just an ordinary girl with a bit of beauty. Not to mention the dusty woman who leans on the door and laughs in this land of fireworks, needless to say, the vivid and beautiful place.

Therefore, on that day, she wore a Su embroidered Yuehua brocade shirt, graceful, and together with the overwhelming Qionghua flowers in Yangzhou, she was amazing and unforgettable.

Si Qing Banquet, Qing Banquet.

In his eyes, this is not a name, but a living and charming little girl.

The name is engraved in my heart with the scent of the wind. Since then, Zheng Chongshan has repeatedly taken advantage of his leisure time to run here, and the intention is self-evident - the flowers can be broken and must be broken, and there are no flowers and empty branches.