In the past, Zhang Ci was beautiful, but it was like a portrait, lacking the taste of fireworks and the vivid atmosphere. Now he is smiling like this, which makes Chen Qiuniang think of "a smile will fall into the city, and then a smile will fall into the country".

In the past, she didn't know why someone could abandon the picturesque country for the face of a woman or a man, just for this person to stand up to the world; I don't understand why someone can be angry at the crown for a beauty, and they are not afraid to leave a reputation for eternity. For example, she had previously discussed with Dai Yuanqing the princes of the Beacon Opera and the relationship between Wu Sangui's rebellion and Chen Yuanyuan. Dai Yuanqing said that the Beacon Fire Opera was caused by the emperor himself being mediocre and not understanding the sister-in-law, and Wu Sangui was purely making excuses.

"What about Fu Jian and Murong Chong? One female after another, flew into the Purple Palace together. This emperor, who swept a qiē, finally liked a twelve-year-old child to the point of no return, willing to spoil him, let him be willful, let him subvert his country, and even let him kill him. "Chen Qiuniang is not good at history, but she is still interested in beautiful men and beauties in history. This Murong Chong is one of the four beautiful men in history, the small character phoenix, the deceased prince of the Yan Kingdom, who took the revival of the Great Yan as his mission all his life, but finally became Fu Jian's prostitution. Because she heard that Murong Chong was the prototype of Jin Yong's Murong Fu, she, a fan of novels, naturally searched for it.

Dai Yuanqing heard her say this, wiped his forehead, made a "sweaty" expression, and said, "There is a psychological reason for this. And there is also the reason why Fu Jian himself belongs to an ethnic minority, is good at conquest, and is not good at managing the government for a long time. In short, it is not clear. ”

"Look, you can't tell." Chen Qiuniang laughed at Dai Yuanqing.

Dai Yuanqing glanced at her and said, "Okay, I think Murong Chong is really beautiful to the point of being breathtaking." ”

Is there really such a person? At that time, Chen Qiuniang was very skeptical.

However, when she looked at Zhang Ci at this time, she thought in her heart: But isn't it, the person in front of her began to laugh, and after having a smart breath, this move did not reach a breathtaking point. It's so good-looking, people don't dare to look closely.

"A few more screams, and you'll get used to it." Zhang Ci heard her call "Brother Youqi", and became more and more happy, and kicked his nose and face, and wanted to listen to it a few more times.

"No need." Chen Qiuniang looked very embarrassed.

"Yes, yes. I don't want you to call me the second son and make people uncomfortable. Zhang Ci urged very actively.

How did Chen Qiuniang know that this guy was taking revenge on Fang Cai Chen Qiuniang for teasing her. Chen Qiuniang, who was completely obsessed with Zhang Ci's beauty, scratched her head, completely unaware of the other party's intentions.

"Okay." Chen Qiuniang finally compromised, thought about it, and shouted: "Brother Youqi." ”

Zhang Cimei smiled and said, "Shout two more times, and your voice will be much smoother than before." ”

Chen Qiuniang wanted to refuse, but seeing him so happy, when she thought of his tragic fate, she estimated that such happiness was precious to him, so she let him go and continued to shout twice: "Brother Youqi." ”

"Hey, Qiu Niang is so good." Zhang Ci replied vividly.

Chen Qiuniang stroked her forehead and said with some embarrassment: "You don't have to do this." ”

"I'm happy. Hahaha. Zhang Ci smiled without any manners. All the good manners of Ping Suri were thrown out of the sky by him.

It seems that this man is completely relaxed. Chen Qiuniang looked at him at the moment, feeling both happy and sad. I am happy that he can be so happy, and I am sad that he is tragic in this life, and he is destined to be unhappy.

"Remember, in the past, no matter who came before or after, you were not allowed to call me the second son, and I was called that life." Again, he emphasized. At this moment, he was really not playing tricks on her, but what he was saying from his heart. He didn't want to be separated from this girl, and he didn't want to separate her from her. In the past, he thought that if he put her outside of him and cut ties with her, Zhao Kuangyin would not move her for the time being, after all, she might represent the treasure of Shu.

However, during this time, he constantly remembered the past, remembered many people, and thought about his life. He suddenly felt that this life was terrifyingly empty. He didn't do a single thing he wanted to do, he didn't have real friends, he didn't really live for himself. He didn't even know what the meaning of his life was.

He has always been emotional, and rarely thinks of unnecessary things to make his feelings fluctuate. However, during this period of time, he continued to pursue these meaningless, but seemingly meaningful questions.

It was also during this time that he kept thinking of her face, those bright eyes, and the sly smile on her lips. He felt that she was as warm as the sun, warming his tragic and cold life. When I was with her, the days became very interesting.

He wanted to see her every day, he wanted her to be around. However, he was still out of concern for her safety, and temporarily isolated himself from her. Every day, he would hear about her from the reports of the eighteen riding stars and flowing clouds. For example, how she went all the way back to Liuhe from the border, how she fought with those old fox-like merchants, she concentrated on mixing fruit wine

He listened attentively, and even closed his eyes to know how she looked when she did those things.

There is a kind of affection called poisoning. He took a brush and wrote this sentence on white rice paper. He felt as if he had been poisoned by her, and as if his past days were all swamp poisonous mist, and she was the freshest sunshine.

Sometimes, he hypnotized himself: she was just a nine-year-old girl. And you're just trying to fulfill your promise to Madame Blossom, you're just treating her as another self and wanting her to live a better life for you.

But he couldn't hypnotize himself. He loved being with her. He rarely remembered that she was only nine years old, and when he spent time with her, he even felt that she was like an inexhaustible book of wisdom. Sometimes, he was so distracted that he couldn't even keep up with her conversation.

During this period of recuperation, she occupied most of his thoughts and time.

He sensed danger, but was reluctant to flee.

Later, when he heard that Zhu Wenkang was going to marry her, he sat alone in the study for several days and nights, sleepless. Eventually, he made up his mind to help her. It's just that at that time, she was still thinking of a way to get the best of both worlds, which not only helped her, but also kept Zhang Fu out of the matter.

But she came to him and said, "I have only you can trust." Only you can help me. She then analyzed everything so thoroughly that she even analyzed the possible propulsion mechanism of the firearm.

She said proudly, "If you help me, I can help you." ”

He was shocked and happy in his heart, but on his face he still wanted to be with her Chu He Han Realm, and privately discussed for her in the long run.

However, Zhu Wenkang did such a dirty thing in Tianxianglou, and Jing Liang thought of using her. He discovers that no matter how much he dissociates himself from her, her fate is inevitably tied to him, and she will still risk her life because of him.

Since you are far away from her, you can't protect her. So, why keep her away?

From now on, he had to see her every day and do his best to protect him. Even if this was what Jing Liang hoped for, he didn't hesitate to do it. This is the result of Zhang Ci's serious thinking after the battle of Tianxianglou.

So, he took her to the top of the mountain.

In fact, although he hadn't slept for a long time, he had never fallen asleep lying on the stone bed of the ancient tomb. He was always resolute on the sofa, but when he learned that she came to the ancient tomb, he didn't know how to face her, so he simply pretended to be asleep.

Later, he wanted to take her to the top of the mountain, in fact, there was a shortcut, but he had to take the stone steps, just to have a little more time to talk to her, to tell her about the past that he thought he would never tell anyone in his life.

Zhang Ci looked at the girl in front of him who was slightly curled and her eyes were dripping, and she didn't know what she was thinking, and remembered that after meeting her, he came all the way, because of the incredible and ridiculous things she did, and suddenly felt: This is a meaningful life.

Zhang Ci's heart fluctuated, but Chen Qiuniang smiled coquettishly and said, "I am really fortunate to be treated like this by the second son." ”

"Qiu Niang, you're here again. Brother Youqi. Zhang Ci was a little unhappy. He always felt that she called her like that, as if she wanted to draw a line with him.

"Okay, okay, Brother Youqi." Chen Qiuniang hid her face and smiled, and then said, "Then don't call me Qiuniang, I don't like this name, you remember, my surname is Jiang, my name is Yun, and the word Danfeng is Danfeng." Hehe, although a woman can't have any words, you just treat me as an unusual woman. ”

She always speaks in a cute tone, with her lips slightly raised. He liked it, so he doted and said, "It's up to you." Shall I call you Yun'er in the future? ”

"You'd better be called Danfeng." Chen Qiuniang tilted her head, feeling that this top of the mountain was really a good place to stay away from the human realm.

"No, it's called Yun'er." Zhang Ci was stubborn, like a child.

Chen Qiuniang let him go. He was talking to himself, as if he was practicing, shouting, "Yun'er, Yun'er." ”

"Why don't you say yes? I'm calling you. Zhang Ci saw that she was just smiling, so he asked her.

Chen Qiuniang smiled even more happily, and said loudly: "Hey, hey, Brother Youqi, don't go down the mountain again." The sun on these dog days, without the shade of the woods, is really going to dry our meat. ”

"Well, let's go to the tomb below for breakfast. Originally, I said I would have breakfast here. Zhang Ci was still a little regretful, but he had already gotten up and walked towards the wooden house.

Chen Qiuniang looked at his back, just smiled, she didn't forget that she still had to continue her plan and give this person the best protection. It's just that the plan succeeded, and he may not be able to see him in this life.

She felt so sad at the thought that she might never see him for the rest of her life. In the past, I just felt so sorry that I felt uncomfortable; But why is it so sad now?

She looked at the glare of the sun, confused. Then, I felt scared. RS