Chapter 373: Ji He? Li Jihe?

Zhang Chuchu was the first to wake up, and when he raised his eyes and saw Di Zhizhi and Nangong Wan'er standing motionless in the courtyard, he couldn't help but bend his eyebrows and chuckle.

Then he rested his head on the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and faced the sun, feeling the warmth of the shower that his husband had just said.

This is not the first time, every time I hear that my husband has a new poem coming out, Zhang Chuchu will be deeply pulled into the poem or beautiful, sad, or cheerful artistic conception, indulged in it and can't extricate himself for a long time.

It's the same this time.

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Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City. ''The bones of the dead man are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world. , a song "Chivalrous Journey", the pride of the ages. Even an ordinary woman can feel the heroism in it, not to mention Di Zhizhi and Nangong Wan'er, two orthodox rangers?

Gently pulled down the thin blanket on her body, warm and comfortable, Zhang Chuchu knew that this must be her husband covering her, and she felt the strong love inside.

Just like that, Zhang Chuchu smiled sweetly, under the mild winter sun, lazy, sleepy, and asleep.

"Is this really the work of that guts fellow?" Awakening from the poetry, Di Zhizhi first groaned softly and shook his head vigorously: "Impossible, impossible, he is a thin and weak scholar, and his courage is a little smaller than that of a mouse, how can he write such a majestic poem?" He must have stolen it, well, it must have been! ”

The huge contrast made Di Zhizhi a little at a loss, and directly attributed Liu Yiyi to the ranks of thieves in the literary world. The last time Liu Yiyi shouted for help under her sword, Di Zhizhi was very impressed.

Di Zhizhi looked up at the study, and saw that Liu Yiyi was sleeping in class again, and even saliva was about to fall to the ground, and she affirmed the idea in her heart just now, pursed her lips lightly, and showed a trace of disdain in her eyes, how could such a teacher without a little teacher education be able to write such a righteous and heroic "Chivalrous Journey", which is enough to be immortal?

Di Zhizhi didn't believe it.

"Actually, if the junior sister wants to know whether Mr. Liu is really talented, and whether this song "Chivalrous Journey" is written by Mr. Liu, it is not a difficult matter," Nangong Wan'er walked to Di Zhizhi's side lightly, glanced at Zhang Chuchu, who was sleeping sweetly on the bench, and said softly to Di Zhizhi: "If you take the test and compare the questions, don't you know everything?" ”

Although there is some contrast between identity and physical appearance, in the bottom of her heart, Nangong Wan'er already believes that the song "Chivalrous Journey" should indeed be written by Liu Yifan. From Zhang Chuchu's attitude towards her husband, from Liu Yifan's unique performance, and from Dilu's respect for Liu Yifan.

Nangong Wan'er is not like Di Zhizhi, she is straightforward, she only thinks and does things according to her own likes and dislikes, she knows how to look at people and some things, this is the Changshi Mansion, and the Di family is a scholarly disciple for generations, they will not raise a straw bale teacher for nothing, and they will not joke about their own children and grandchildren. Liu Yifan should be a stranger, a talented but uninhibited alien, just like the senior masters among their rangers, who are tired of worldly disputes and retire to the world.

The reason why Nangong Wan'er said this now is that she is a little resentful of Liu Yifan's indifference and rudeness to them before, and she wants to embarrass Liu Yifan.

"Miss, Miss Wan'er, that Jihe, wake up!" Xiaohuan trotted to the front of the courtyard of the study, and reported loudly to Di Zhizhi and Nangong Wan'er, Zhang Chuchu, who was asleep, was awakened by her, and slowly opened his eyes.

"What's wrong, Sister Zhizhi?" Zhang Chuchu sat up lightly and put aside the thin blanket on his body.

glared at Xiaohuan, a reckless girl, Di Zhizhi stepped forward to help Zhang Chuchu up, and said, "Sister Zhang, you are awake, it's actually nothing, it's just the injury that my senior sister brought the day before yesterday, I woke up just now, and I and Senior Sister Wan'er are thinking about going over to have a look, Sister Zhang will go with you, right?" ”

"Uh, that's fine." Suddenly remembering the 'chivalrous travel' that Liu Yiyi recited just now, Zhang Chuchu couldn't help but want to see whether the chivalrous man in reality is really as worthy of admiration as his husband said.

When the three women walked into Ji He's quiet room to recuperate, Ji He was still lying on the bed, drinking a bowl of porridge one by one, and had not eaten for nearly two days, and Ji He's stomach was very empty.

"Brother Ji, are you awake?" Nangong Wan'er stepped forward quickly, took the porridge bowl in Yahuan's hand, and asked Ji He softly, her face full of joy.

"Well, I'm finally alive again, and I can't die for the time being, hehe, there's Miss Lao Wan'er." Ji He grinned lightly, revealing a very terrifying and terrifying smile, and the three scars on his face were very hideous. Di Zhizhi, who was watching on the side, hit the spirit.

"Brother Ji, don't say much, let's drink this bowl of porridge first." Nangong Wan'er carefully put a tablespoon of porridge into Ji He's mouth, and then took a towel and gently wiped the residue from the corners of his mouth, looking at her careful and gentle appearance, like a meek and virtuous little daughter-in-law.

"Well," obediently swallowing the porridge, Ji He turned his head and glanced at Di Zhizhi and Zhang Chuchu who were standing behind Nangong Wan'er, and asked Nangong Wan'er softly: "Listen to Yahuan's words just now, this is actually the mansion of Fengjie Di Changshi, and the young lady behind Miss Wan'er is the junior sister that Miss Wan'er often mentions, Miss Zhizhi, right?" ”

Although Ji He's face was a little hideous and terrifying, his voice was neutral and peaceful, and his gaze was also warm and kind, which slightly dispelled some of the fears in Di Zhizhi's heart.

"Brother Ji is good! The little sister is Di Zhizhi," Di Zhizhi hugged his fists and rushed to Ji He with a ranger-like etiquette, and then pointed to Zhang Chuchu behind him and said, "This is Sister Zhang." ”

"Hello Ji Gongzi, the little woman is polite here." Zhang Chuchu covered his face with a light veil, stared at Ji He's face carefully with his two eyes, without a hint of fear and disgust, held his stomach, and bowed to Ji He slightly, feeling that this Ji He in front of him was actually a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

"The two girls are polite, Ji's injury makes you worry, thank you Miss Di and your mansion, you are willing to take it down, the grace of life, Ji will definitely remember it." His gaze stayed on Zhang Chuchu's body for a moment, and Ji He thanked Di Zhizhi weakly.

"Brother Ji is serious, you are my senior sister's friend, that is, my Di Zhizhi's friend, although Brother Ji is here to recuperate." Di Zhizhi patted his chest and assured, looking very heroic.

"Little junior sister is right," Nangong Wan'er didn't feed Ji He again, and took Di Zhizhi's words and said: "It's important to take care of Brother Ji's injuries now, and it's not too late to talk about the rest." ”

"Well, if you don't thank you, Ji won't say anything," Ji He turned his head around again, and then asked Nangong Wan'er: "Miss Wan'er, why don't you see Brother Qin and Brother Li?" ”

"Senior Brother Qin and Senior Brother Li have already returned to Shimen, and they will come back to see Brother Ji in a few days, Brother Ji don't worry." A bowl of porridge quickly went down, Nangong Wan'er lightly covered Ji He with the quilt, stood up, and whispered: "Mr. Zhang said that Brother Ji needs to recuperate now, it is not appropriate to eat more, talk more, and move more, so we will not bother me more, Brother Ji will rest first, and the little sister will come to see you later." ”

"Senior sister, do you have a crush on that Ji He?" As soon as she went out, Di Zhizhi came to Nangong Wan'er and said with a smile: "I have never seen Senior Sister treat an outsider so gently." ”

"What nonsense are you, be careful that I hit your ass with a sword," Nangong Wan'er glared at Di Zhizhi, her face was slightly red, and said: "I just admire Brother Ji's martial arts and personality very much, junior sister, haven't you seen it, among those thieves that day, how majestic Brother Ji was, dragging his seriously injured body, but he still scared those robbers so much that they didn't dare to take a step closer." Even if he fainted, his body stood upright. ”

"I remember that after we drove those thieves away, I stepped forward to help Brother Ji, but I didn't want to, Brother Ji actually opened his eyes and fell down so straight, Senior Brother Qin said, before that, Brother Ji had fainted for a long time." Nangong Wan'er's eyes were confused when she recalled the scene when they met Ji He a few days ago, it was really shocking, she had never seen such a tenacious and unyielding person as Ji He.

"Really?!" Di Zhizhi's two eyes also had little stars in them, hugged Nangong Wan'er's arm, and said in a coquettish voice: "Why haven't I heard Senior Sister mention it before, Senior Sister, tell me quickly, is that Ji He really so powerful?" ”

Zhang Chuchu followed behind them, shook her head and chuckled, she didn't have much interest in those scenes of fighting and killing.

But that Ji He, Zhang Chuchu thought about Ji He's appearance just now, and always felt a hint of familiarity, if the three huge scars on his face were removed...

Isn't that the neighbor of their new house in Chang'an?!

Kihe? Li Jihe? Listening to his husband, he seems to be still the commander of the guards beside His Royal Highness the Prince, could it really be him? Zhang Chuchu's heart was slightly shocked, and she was startled by this idea of her own.

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