Chang Huan, the wrong beast general, 253 Chang'an's love

Song Lanjun was heartbroken, and hugged Song Dongli, who was like a tearful person, into his arms: "I won't let you die!" ”

Song Dongli grabbed Song Lanjun's hand tightly: "It must be because of Zhong Wuyan, Seventeen, can you send someone to find her?" Only she can save me! She must have poisoned me, Seventeen, you go to her, go find her! ”

Song Lanjun was shocked, how could Zhong Wuyan poison Chu Jiu?

Zhong Wuyan did not poison it, but drugged it, so that the love Gu on Song Dongli's body slowly turned into blood in his body. Love is stunted

As soon as the love Gu died, Zhong Wuyan's body kept vomiting blood, which was indeed the trend of running out of oil and drying up.

However, there is still more than a year to live. This time he vomited blood to look dangerous, but he couldn't die for a while.

Moreover, because the Gu worm in Song Dongli's body died, the Gu worm in Song Lanjun's body would also die, which was equivalent to the love Gu had been solved.

Zhong Wuyan really looked at Song Lanjun's pampering of Song Dongli very unpleasantly, she didn't deserve to press at all!

Those favors all belong to Tang Chujiu!

As long as you think about Song Dongli exposing his horse's feet and the incident in the east window, he is excited.

Moreover, because of this, Song Lanjun will have a thought about the ninth year, and it will also be a way out for Ah Buddha in the future.

Therefore, with the newly developed medicine, the love Gu on Song Dongli's body was resolved.

Song Dongli kept vomiting blood, and his face became more and more pale.

Song Lanjun was in a hurry and urgently invited several imperial doctors in the palace, so he alarmed the new emperor Lian Xingchen, or talked about Southern Chang'an.

As soon as he heard that the minister's wife was critically ill, Nan Chang'an was shocked.

For the ninth year of junior high school, I have always been thinking about it.

Ever since he ascended the throne, he has always wanted to meet Chu Jiu.

It's just that he has just ascended the throne now, the throne is not stable, and the war is not in place, so he can't take care of it, and he feels that the time is not right.

For many nights, Nan Chang'an even thought frantically that sooner or later, he would take the ninth day of the first month for himself.

It's just that it's not now, Song Lanjun is still needed, and he still has to rely on his talent and connections.

Originally, I had been waiting patiently, but I gritted my teeth and endured it for so many years, and I didn't care about waiting a few more days.

Originally, I wanted to wait until the throne was stable, and when the world was peaceful, I would go to see Chu Jiu.

Now that he heard that he was critically ill, Nan Chang'an couldn't bear it anymore, and Weifu came to the minister's mansion in person.

The presence of the saint in person made Song Lanjun shocked and hurriedly greeted him. But in my heart, I wondered, how could the emperor come?

Nan Chang'an knew that if he wanted to see Tang Chujiu, he must give a reason.

When I was on the road, I had already thought about it, half-truths and half-truths: "When I was in the Xiaowei Hospital, I received the favor of Miss Tang, and I heard that I was critically ill, so I came to visit. ”

The new emperor was once imprisoned in a suburban courtyard, Song Lanjun knew about it, but he didn't expect that Chu Jiu would be kind to him.

The new emperor wanted to talk to Tang Chujiu alone, but the king's fate was difficult to disobey, so Song Lanjun had to invite Nan Chang'an into the house.

Song Dongli's whole body trembled, originally because he was afraid of death because he was worried about being poisoned by Zhong Wuyan, but because of Nan Chang'an, he trembled even more.

Because she didn't know that Tang Chujiu actually knew Nan Chang'an.

And be gracious to him!

What kind of grace is given? The eyes are blank and unknown.

I'm so scared, what if I show my feet? What to do?

The crime of deceit, but it is a capital crime!

What's more, if it is revealed, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Song Dong was frightened, and became an ant on a hot pot.

Nan Chang'an was dressed in a white veil of moon buds, holding six rock sugar gourds in his hands, smiling, and looking at the beautiful women who had appeared countless times in his dreams.

"The Ninth ......"

This sound of the ninth day of the first month contains countless worries and lovesickness in midnight dreams: "The ninth day of the first month, you can rest assured, I will definitely cure your illness." ”

This sentence was what Song Dongli wanted to hear the most at this time, he was very moved, his eyes were sour, and there were tears.

Seeing the person who had been thinking about him, Nan Chang'an's face was endlessly gentle: "Chu Jiu, do you remember what I once said?" ”

What was said? Of course, Song Dongli didn't know, so he didn't dare to speak rashly, but he didn't dare not answer, so he had an idea, struggled to get up from the bed and saluted Nan Chang'an: "See the emperor." ”

Nan Chang'an hurriedly helped Song Dong to get up: "On the ninth day of the first month, there is no need to salute." ”

Song Dongli beat the drum in his heart, and at the same time felt strange, Nan Chang'an was too affectionate and gentle, and he said 'I', not me!

Although it is a one-word difference, but the closeness is completely different.

Song Dongli suddenly had a bold guess, could it be that there was an adultery between the two?

With this guess, Song Dongli's corner of his eye began to capture Nan Chang'an's every move.

Nan Chang'an smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his expression was very gentle and doting: "Chu Jiu, I once said that if you succeed, you will definitely protect your stability for a lifetime." ”

Song Dongli was overjoyed in his heart, with the emperor's protection, why worry about not having glory and wealth!

looked at Nan Chang'an with bright eyes, and his voice was very delicate: "Emperor Xie." ”

Nan Changan frowned and said, "On the ninth day of the first month, don't call me the emperor, just call me Chang'an as before." ”

Called the emperor, so that Nan Chang'an felt that life was very different, in the early dynasty, I like to hear the civil and military officials chanting 'Long live my emperor, long live, long live'.

However, I hope that Tang Chujiu's name is 'Chang'an', and this name can only be called by her, a unique honor.

Although Song Dongli didn't understand the special meaning of the word Chang'an, he knew that the relationship it represented was close, and after a pause, he called: "Chang'an." ”

After a few years, hearing this Chang'an again, let the mind and body of Nan'an all stretch out, just like hearing the sound of the sky, it is really good: "The ninth ...... of the first month"

There was a lot of irrepressible tenderness in Nan Chang'an's eyes, Song Dongli saw it, and affirmed Nan Chang'an's love for Tang Chujiu, the love between men and women.

Looking at the Ninety-Five, the most noble person in the world, also has a heart for Tang Chujiu, which makes Song Dongli feel very uncomfortable, what is so good about her, worthy of so many men to treat her with true affection?

And each of them is so outstanding, today's saints, ministers of a country, and generals, which one is not a person who stands up to the heavens and the earth? Which one is not powerful?

Tang Chujiu's life is so good!

These three men, no matter which one she follows, are inexhaustible glory and wealth!

Song Dongli was very jealous and red-eyed, and then smiled happily.

Now it's my own life in Tang Chujiu!

Looking at the bright smile on the beautiful woman's face, Nan Changan was stunned, and couldn't take his eyes off it for a long time.

Song Dongli felt Nan Chang'an's direct gaze, she lowered her head, and became the little daughter's shy.

This made Nan Chang'an even more intent, and he really hated it...... Own her now!

took out the thousand knots that had been treasured for many years and meant peace and joy from his arms, and handed them to Song Dongli: "Chu Jiu, you see that it has worn out, can you give me another one?" ”

Every time I can't sleep at night, every time I miss the ninth day of the Tang Dynasty, Nan Chang'an will find out the thousand knots, take them in my hands and stroke them carefully. And the original material was not of high quality, but Tang Chujiu bought it at random on the street.

Song Dongli saw the thousand knots, and after being slightly stunned, he agreed: "Okay." Then he thought about it and added: "I didn't expect you to keep it." ”

Nan Changan heard that he promised to fight again, and the smile on his face deepened: "Well, I'll still keep it." ”

Song Dongli felt an itch in his throat, afraid that he would lose his manners in front of the emperor, so he used all his strength to suppress the fishy sweetness, and because of the discomfort, the smile on his face could no longer be maintained, and became a little reluctant.

Nan Chang'an saw it at a glance: "The ninth day of the first month, but it's uncomfortable again?" Lie down. ”

Song Dongli thought about it, this was also an opportunity, so as not to say too much and show his feet, nodded lightly, and said angrily: "Good ......"

Nan Changan personally helped Song Dongli to lie down, and personally covered her with a quilt, and said as if assuring: "Chu Jiu, don't worry, Zhong Wuyan will find her as soon as possible." ”

With the saint's personal assurance, Song Dongli felt much more at ease: "Chang'an, xiexie you." ”

Originally, I was lying in bed, but I just wanted to hide, for fear of saying the wrong thing. Unexpectedly, after a while, I really fell asleep.

After Song Dongli fell asleep, Nan Changan couldn't help but stretch out his big hand and touched the familiar face, very greedy.

How long has it been since Haode has seen her?

How many times have you thought about feeling her like this?

Too many to count.

From the willow eyebrows, to the watery eyes, to the small nose, zuihou stayed on the tender red lips, and after Nan Chang'an went back and forth a few times, he couldn't help but lean over, and covered it with a short but tender kiss.