After the ruffian bully crawled away, Song Dong left the pear blossom with spring rain, and bowed to Gu Qingchen Yingying: "Thank you for saving your life." Yu Xuan 丣 Xiao"

Gu Qingchen said: "It's okay, the road is uneven, and you should help each other." Seeing that it was not early, he rode away on horseback.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the small courtyard, he saw Shen Conglai with a solemn expression: "General, the Seventh Prince is invited." ”

had to turn around and go to the Seventh Prince's Mansion again, and as soon as he appeared, he was asked by Zhao Dongluo: "Does the general know which lady is the hero who saved the beauty today?" ”

I really don't know this, Gu Qingchen raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhao Dongluo sneered: "Su Dongli of the Prime Minister's Mansion!" It took me a month of hard work to set up today's bureau, but because of the general, Zuihou fell short! ”

Gu Qingchen frowned, he really didn't expect to save Song Lanjun's sister, but, no matter what, no matter what her identity is, she will still be saved, and it is not bright enough to deal with a weak woman with that kind of obscene means! is different from Song Lanjun's position, but he doesn't disdain that kind of despicable means to implicate the female dependents, not the big husband!

Zhao Dongluo's eyes widened angrily: "Those who become big things are not informal!" ”

Gu Qingchen didn't think about the dispute, this Zhao Dongluo was the first strategist under the Seven Princes.

Lian Jiuye saw that the atmosphere froze, and came out to play a round: "Okay, Dongluo, don't be angry, Qingchen also did it unintentionally." ”

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When I returned to the small courtyard, it was already late at night, Tang Chujiu had not slept yet, she was practicing calligraphy, her head was so beautiful, a lamp was like a bean, and her silhouette was stretched on the wall, slender and just right.

Tang Chujiu saw Gu Qingchen coming back, looked up and asked, "Can you write these two words for me?" And ......" are a little embarrassed: "How do they pronounce it, what do they mean?" ”

Gu Qingchen looked down and saw that it was the word "plaice", according to Tang Chujiu's request, he took a pen and wrote the two words big, and after telling him how to read it, he explained the meaning: "A metaphor for a loving husband and wife, the plaice is deeply affectionate." ”

Looking at the two words that are difficult to write, I didn't expect there to be such a beautiful haode metaphor, it's just ...... Tang Chujiu sighed quietly, since ancient times, men have been lucky, they like the new and hate the old, how long can the plaice be in love? Three years? Five years? Decade? A woman is young for so many years, and when she is old, she is afraid that it will be 'but when she sees the newcomer laughing, she will hear the old man crying'.

With his head down, he copied the two words one by one, and did not put down the pen until he was familiar with the writing and memorized it.

Gu Qingchen had already laid down on the bed, and habitually set aside most of the bed. It is said that people are habitual animals, and this is true, but in just half a month, Gu Qingchen is used to having people on the bed.

Tang Chujiu's sleeping appearance is not good. drooling, grinding teeth, talking in dreams, and even in the middle of the night, one turned over, and one thigh pressed on Gu Qingchen's waist.

Gu Qingchen's body stiffened, opened his eyes, and stretched out his big hand to move the messy leg away. Then I couldn't sleep anymore, but I couldn't sleep anymore, staring angrily at the culprit of the good dream, the small face, not as big as half a palm, the chin was pointed, and the whole person was so thin that it seemed like the wind was about to fall. sighed, the riverside worked hard for ten years, and finally guarded Song Lanjun's wealth, but it is a pity that the person he met was not a good person, and finally ended up so desolate.

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