Cheng An actually had doubts about this for a long time, but whenever he thought of the kind old man Ni at the beginning, he was always unwilling to trust his judgment.

He was afraid of implicating the other party because of his identity, so he has not been in touch for so long.

But now it seems that the lack of contact has helped him.

It's no wonder that my father knew something and took countermeasures, but he was still crushed into the horse.

It turned out that there had already been an inner ghost at the beginning, and the trusted confidant was stabbed in the back.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Zuo, the top priority is to help you completely take the Heavenly Sword Guard in your hands."

He was not worried that his actions would increase the power of the other party and make mistakes. The mirror seems to be out of tune, but he is more cautious than anyone else.

The people he can bring over must also be able to use and be reliable.

No wonder Jing Qi always looked disgusted with the old man of the Ni family back then, and he talked about the hypocrisy of the old man Ni in and out of his words.

After such a long time, I finally realized that it was me who was wrong.

Zuo Feiming explained everything thoroughly, so he slowly told the other person his plan with his eyes.

They are all desperate people in the same boat, and it is important to know all the details clearly for the future.

The two discussed for a night, and when they came out, they had a tacit smile on their faces.

Zuo Feiming obviously likes the person opposite very much.

"Then Uncle Zuo is waiting for your good news in the capital, but you must be careful. I've heard about a girl in the city. ”

Cheng An nodded silently, his eyes soft.

Zuo Feiming looked at this scene with complicated feelings, he once had a wife who knew and loved each other. But now, he can only walk all the roads behind alone.

He didn't linger any longer, and flew away directly after the mirror.

Song Liang leaned against the wall with his arms and sighed, "It seems that we are also here, and we don't know each other if we don't fight." ”

Although Cheng An was very speechless about this person's abuse of metaphors, he understood the meaning of his words.

Unexpectedly, the person behind him actually followed up again.

"Ning Ze, are you really relieved to let him keep exploring? I'm afraid I'll come back again and I'll be covered in bruises. ”

Cheng An's eyes deepened when he heard this, and he said slowly.

"That person's greatest strength is also his greatest weakness."

Although he is very wise and close to demons, he is also defeated by his trust in his own intelligence. He sends out a man frequently, and that man will be suspicious in his heart, and once he follows his own train of thought, he will guess......

Cheng An slowly curled the corners of his lips.

That's when he struck the man.

No longer thinking about these things, Cheng An went directly to Cheng's mansion after explaining the people.

Now he hasn't seen Ru'er for a day, and he was almost absent for a day yesterday, and he doesn't know how that girl is.

He thought about it for a while, and thought that the marriage between the two had not yet been finalized, and he felt even more aggrieved.

It was early morning when he arrived in the courtyard, and it wouldn't be long before people would wake up.

Cheng An walked into the room lightly, slowly sat at the head of the bed and looked at the person who was sleeping peacefully.

He raised his hand and touched her smooth forehead, and his heart was soft.

I don't know when she will become her wife completely, and the two of them get along so quietly, without any chaos to disturb them.

Cheng An's fingers unconsciously rubbed against people, but he didn't notice that the people under him were already looking at him with their eyes open.

Cheng Yuru was in a bit of a trance, and she didn't even tell whether this was a dream or reality.

The person she was looking at was hit on the cheek by a little shadow against the wisps of morning light, although she couldn't see it very clearly, but she felt that people were inexplicably gentle.

She asked with some hesitation.

"Cheng An?" There were several confusions and puzzles in her eyes, and she really didn't understand why she saw him as soon as she opened her eyes.

Cheng Anxin moved, lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

"Ru'er, did you wake you up?"

Cheng Yuru was only wearing underwear at this time, her face suddenly turned red, she opened her hand and hurriedly said, "You go out quickly." ”

Cheng An realized something, and his face was slightly embarrassed.

He quickly got up and walked out of the house, where he waited. The sound of Xi Suo getting dressed sounded inside, and Cheng An somehow felt his heart warm.

He hurriedly dispelled this thought again, poured himself a cup of tea from the side and drank it.

When Cheng Yuru came out of the house, she saw the man sitting on the board and drinking a few sips of herbal tea.

She laughed in her heart, "I have something to go out today, I'm afraid you have to wait for a while, are you sure you just sit like this?" ”

Cheng An came back to his senses and looked at the person in front of him.

Her face was slightly ruddy with a slight delicate luster, and her hair was scattered over her shoulders at this time, and her whole person had a messy beauty.

Cheng An's throat moved, and he unconsciously found that the heat in his heart was surging again.

He got up and walked quickly to the person's side, and quickly stole an incense on her face.

Cheng Yuru blushed, annoyed but was pulled into her arms with a backhand.

Cheng An hugged the person and took her hand and led her into the house, he raised his hand and touched her head, I will help you pull your hair up.

Cheng Yuru glanced at him in surprise, "You still do this?" ”

She pressed the letter suspiciously to the stool, and saw the shadows of herself and the people behind her reflected in the bronze mirror.

A warm warmth flowed around the two.

Her three thousand green silk was slowly held to her ear by the person behind her, and he held a comb in one hand and scraped open the slightly knotted places.

Cheng An was afraid of pulling people's scalps, so he deliberately pinched his fingertips in the center of his hair, and the hand who usually danced with guns and swords actually flexibly braided Cheng Yuru with four strands.

He seemed to think that his hair was too long, and then thought about it, and pulled the braids together and fixed them with hairpins.

Cheng Yuru watched this scene from the mirror, and her heart beat thumping for a while.

She still seemed to feel the gentle power in her hair, helping her to pull her hair into a beautiful bun one by one.

When he completely tied his hair, Cheng An put his hand on her shoulder.

"How?"

"Say it quickly! Where did you learn this craft? Cheng Yuru tilted her head slightly, with a look of surprise in her eyes.

Cheng An touched her head with a smile, "Before, my mother was always reluctant to tie her hair up, and the maids around her couldn't control her, so I had to help." ”

Cheng Yuru suddenly keenly felt that something was wrong with this statement, the general's wife was also a famous lady anyway, how could she not be willing to tie her hair?

Her brow furrowed at once, thinking about it.

The look in Cheng An's eyes became distant, and there was a sadness that seemed to be there.

"That's because ......"