Jun Haoqing has reduced a little, but it seems to be more and more ethereal. At this time, the first snow in the garden has not melted, the trees are hanging Qiong branches, he came in a white robe, followed by the boy in green clothes holding the qin, like a fairy man.

When this fairy-like person saw Zhen Miao, his footsteps suddenly stopped and stopped.

Zhen Miao, who was originally going to pass by with her head bowed, had to stop and say hello: "Mr. Jun." ”

"Mrs. Zhen." Jun Hao swept Zhen Miao's pale face, and there was a little concern in his warm eyes, "Madame's face is not good, is it uncomfortable?" ”

Zhen Miao was stunned, only to feel that this person was inevitably shallow and deep, and smiled out of politeness: "It's okay." Mr. Jun is going to play the piano, let's go first. ”

There were too few opportunities to see Zhen Miao, and although the county lord Chongxi was on the side, he couldn't help but shout: "Wait a minute." ”

"Mr. Jun still has something to do?" Zhen Miao smiled.

Jun Hao really wants to figure out why he has become strange since they met in Dafu Temple that year, only to feel that this female statue has been seen somewhere, and it has been even more bizarre recently, and there are often fragments of the two getting along in dreams, although the details are forgotten as soon as they wake up, but the melancholy lingers in my heart for a long time, until-

Until that night, he got a poem in a dream, and when he woke up, he remembered the whole picture and wrote it down in a hurry.

Jun Hao stretched out his hand into his arms, took out a handkerchief, and said with a smile: "I heard that Mrs. Zhen is brilliantly written, I don't know this poem, can you read it?" ”

He unfolded the veil and looked calm, but it was difficult to hide the tension in his eyes.

Zhen Miao was already impatient in her heart.

On a cold day, she is still pretending to be sick, who has the leisure to taste poetry, she is still waiting to go back to feed the child!

glanced at it casually, was stunned, and involuntarily took the handkerchief.

"If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan? Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable......"

"Good poetry!" The county lord of Chongxi on the side saw it and couldn't help but praise.

Zhen Miao came back to her senses and glanced at Jun Hao with a little shock.

No wonder she always thought this person was a little strange, it turned out to be a fellow countryman!

Yes, he must have listened to the little poem "Treat me with long hair and waist" written by him to the son of the world before he came to recognize his relatives.

"What does Mrs. Zhen think?" Jun Hao looked at Zhen Miao, as if he had to come up with an answer.

Zhen Miao licked her lips that were a little dry: "It is indeed a good poem!" ”

Xindao, this person is really not smart, even if the fellow villagers recognize each other, it's not good to be here, and in front of so many people. Besides, what if you admit it, you can't go back, is it possible to come back from time to time to see your fellow countrymen, with tears in your eyes?

She doesn't care, she's afraid that the prince will be angry and slash this person with a knife, then she won't be able to live with her colleagues.

Seeing Zhen Miao's expression, Jun Hao couldn't help but ask, "Is this poem written by Mrs.?" ”

He had a hunch that if he missed this time, the two would not be able to see each other one day, so he would always be willing to ask for an understanding.

Zhen Miao's face was a little strange.

Something seems wrong!

She quickly calmed down and resumed her usual expression: "Mr. Jun said that he laughed, I am only a shallow learner, how could I write such a poem?" ”

The look of disappointment on Jun Hao's face was obvious.

No matter how dull Zhen Miao is, she knows that the person in front of her can't be from the same place as her, but how did he get this poem? suppressed the doubts in his heart, and no longer had the intention to stay: "Don't delay Mr. Jun." ”

Seeing Yiren leave in a hurry, Jun Hao retracted his gaze, smiled self-deprecatingly, and raised his feet to walk towards the banquet hall.

The carriage creaked against the snow, but there was silence in the carriage.

"Jia Ming, you and that Mr. Jun are very familiar?" The county lord of Chongxi broke the silence with his mouth.

Zhen Miao has been immersed in her heart, and shook her head when she heard this: "I have only met a few times. ”

The county lord of Chongxi smiled: "His attitude towards you is a little strange, as if he is looking at some old man through you." ”

A flash of lightning slashed through Zhen Miao's mind, splitting the chaos.

She remembered Luo Tianhuo's gritted teeth when he accidentally mentioned "Junhao", as well as the dream he had said, and vaguely understood the reason.

"Maybe."

As he was talking, he was suddenly knocked down by Qingdai, and Yaohong knocked down the county lord of Chongxi, and an arrow broke through the cotton curtain and sank straight into the wall of the car.

Yaohong flipped out of the car door with a heel.

The two people in the car were shocked and looked at each other.

I heard Ah Hu shouting outside: "Grandma, are you okay, a cold arrow just came out, and I avoided it." ”

"Ah Hu, hurry up and go home." Zhen Miao raised his voice.

The carriage got faster, and it didn't take long for Yaohong to go and return, shaking her head: "I didn't catch up, the other party was hidden in the dark, the first arrow should have been aimed at the coachman, but I didn't shoot, and I retreated after a few arrows against the window." ”

Zhen Miao understood what Yaohong meant.

It seems that the person in the dark is planning to catch her alive, and if he misses a hit, he shoots a few arrows indiscriminately, it is best to shoot her, and it doesn't matter if he can't shoot to death, so he quickly withdrew.

Fortunately, the next road went smoothly and soon arrived at the Zhenguo Mansion.

"Garmin, what's going on? Who have you messed with? ”

Zhen Miao shook her head: "I'm afraid it's not that simple, Chongxi, don't go back to the princess's mansion first, wait until you understand the situation, I'll ask someone to send a letter to the princess's mansion." ”

Luo Tianhuo hadn't returned to the house yet, Zhen Miao was afraid that the old lady would be worried, so she didn't say anything, and quietly ordered the guards and subordinates in the house to cheer up, divided into several groups to patrol back and forth, and sent a few people out of the house quietly to inquire about the situation.

In the evening, the county lord of Chongxi couldn't stay stunned and wanted to leave: "I'm afraid that my mother will be worried, so it's not good to stay outside." ”

At this time, Bai Ling came in and said, "Grandma, someone from the Eldest Princess's Mansion has come." ”

"Come in, please."

It was the eldest princess's henchman who came, and as soon as she entered the door, she said: "County lord, the eldest princess asked the old slave to tell you that there is no life outside, so you can live here today." ”

The county lord of Chongxi jumped in his heart, and interrogated his mother-in-law a few words, but seeing that she couldn't say much, he asked her to step back, looked at Zhen Miaozheng and said, "Jia Ming, what's going on?" ”

Zhen Miao smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid there is a change in the Anjun Palace, let's wait and see." ”

At night, Luo Tianhuo finally came back, his clothes and armor were stained with blood, and he couldn't take it off, so he took Zhen Miao into his arms first: "Jiaojiao, I'm back." ”

Zhen Miao's fingers were cold, and she hurriedly poured him a cup of hot tea.

Luo Tianhuo drank it all before he said: "King Anjun rebelled, colluded with Du Yansheng, and opened the palace gate to kill him, but fortunately, I was prepared and saved the driver when they were about to succeed." ”

Zhen Miao's heart was shocked: "Then why did you come back so late?" ”

Luo Tianhuo sneered: "King Anjun is a bold person, taking advantage of Princess Anjun's birthday, he detained all the people who went to the banquet, and used the idea of blackmailing hundreds of officials after killing the king." After dealing with them, he went to the Anjun Mansion to rescue the hostages, which took some effort. ”

He remembered what King Anjun said when he was dying, and his heart was cold. R1152