For a long time, the lips parted, both of them breathed a little fast, the two pairs of dark eyes looked at each other, the breathing could be heard, and the emotional eyes seemed to be burning with desire.

Zhang Cheng's aggressive eyes were always ready, and Lu Luo lowered his head in order to avoid his sight, his little face was slightly red, but his expression was very excited and happy.

If it weren't for Zhang Cheng still remembering that his beautiful old lady had just walked by, he actually didn't want to let go of Lu Luo so easily. There can be no ambiguity between men and women, once the ambiguity ignites the flames of war, it will be out of control, just like a monk who has not opened meat, once this monk opens meat, it is like a flood crossing the river that is out of control, and he can't control it if he wants to.

Zhang Cheng exhaled deeply, gently lifted Lu Luo's chin with his hand, and slowly, his lips fell on her lips, just kissed her lightly, and then gently took her into his arms and whispered in her ear: "Lu Luo, I will marry you!" “

Lu Luo in his arms burst into tears when he listened to the heartwarming love words, his nose twitched slightly, and his body trembled a little, which was a trembling of excitement, a trembling of surprise, and a trembling of happiness. Looking at the slightly trembling poor man in his arms, his heart was full of desire to protect, gently patting his back and gently stroking it to show comfort.

Silence, only in this moment.

"Young master, get up quickly, if you don't get up again, Madam should come again in a while." Lu Luo, who shook his head, said shyly.

Zhang Cheng said in a scoundrel: "Honey, let me hold it for a while." ”

Although Lu Luo was shy, he chuckled and said, "Childe, aren't you afraid that Madame will come back later?" ”

"In the future, when no one is around, he will be called Xianggong." After hearing what Lu Luo said, he said indifferently.

Lu Luo buried his head in Zhang Cheng's arms and whispered: "Xianggong! ”

After Zhang Cheng heard the sound of "Xiang Gong", he made a gesture and prepared to overpower Lu Luo, but after Lu Luo called Xiang Gong, he got up and left unhappily.

"Childe, get up quickly, when Madame comes, she will definitely have to punish me again." Lu Luo said bitterly.

Looking at Lu Luo's naughty appearance, Zhang Cheng just smiled bitterly with hatred, okay, this little girl, she made herself uncomfortable with her passion, but she ran away, she had no choice but to get up, and after a simple wash, she had lunch with Lu Luo.

When Zhang Cheng was about to go to Shuxiao Lake with Lu Luo to renew his relationship, he heard a report from his subordinates that a classmate was looking for him, so Zhang Cheng had to give up that bad idea and go to the hall.

After returning to the hall, I saw two scholars sitting and drinking tea in the first place. I saw the one on the left, dressed in a blue brocade robe, with a golden belt around his waist, and a pair of black boots on his legs, so stiff. The one on the right, wearing an ink coat and a felt scarf on his head, is very handsome. Zhang Cheng secretly fought for a long time, and then said: "Two sons, I don't know what I want to do?" ”

"Brother Zhang Cheng, I'm Chu Wen?" The handsome boy in the ink clothes said. Then another son also said: "Zhang Cheng, you won't forget my Leng Xuanfeng, right?" ”

Zhang Cheng stood and thought left and right, but he still couldn't think of it, but Lu Luo said to Zhang Cheng at this time: "Young master, these two sons are classmates and friends in your academy, and they are also the two sons who climbed the mountain with you. ”

After listening to Lu Luo's explanation, I finally understood that it was just two classmates. Naihe, people in ancient times paid the most attention to etiquette, and others came to visit home, so they had to be polite, so Zhang Cheng changed his face, and arched his hand: "The two brothers, the younger brother rolled down at that time, and hit his head, resulting in a little memory loss now, so the people I knew before have all forgotten, and I hope you two will understand." ”

"Haha, I said, how could you kid forget the two of us, it turns out that you have amnesia." Leng Xuanfeng patted Zhang Cheng's shoulder heavily and said boldly.

Zhang Cheng groaned, leaving Leng Xuanfeng's heavy hand on his shoulder, Leng Xuanfeng had no choice but to smile awkwardly. Zhang Cheng said again: "I'm sorry, Brother Leng, the little brother's body hasn't healed yet, but I can't bear the weight of your hands." ”

At this time, Chu Wen said with concern: "Brother Zhang Cheng, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, the body is fine, you can recover in a few days of recuperation, thank you Brother Chu for your concern." Zhang Cheng stopped his hand and gestured.

Chu Wen said again: "Brother Zhang Cheng, the two of us are here today, in fact, there are three things, the first thing is to visit Brother Zhang, the second thing is that Mr. College has asked Brother Zhang when he can return to the college, and the third thing is the poetry exchange meeting in Luoyu Pavilion. ”

Zhang Cheng was a little stunned, what the hell is going on, look at this rich young master, the matter of burning himself has not yet been settled, and there are a lot of bullshit things, but in order to get mixed up, he can only harden his head.

Zhang Cheng thought about it and said: "Brother Chu, first of all, I am very grateful for the visit of the two brothers, I want to go to the academy after I am in good health in a few days, and I will bother the two brothers to talk to Mr. Academy." After a pause, he continued, "But I don't know what Brother Chu said about the poetry exchange of the Falling Rain Pavilion?" ”

Chu Wen and Leng Xuanfeng on the opposite side looked at each other, and then Leng Xuanfeng looked at Zhang Cheng with a complicated expression and said with a wry smile: "Zhang Cheng, this poetry exchange meeting was initiated by you, and you are ......."

Zhang Cheng was very surprised after hearing this: "Really? Did I initiate it? Then he pointed his finger at himself.

Seeing that everyone looked at him and didn't speak, he asked tentatively: "Please also ask the two brothers for advice, how should I deal with it?" ”

"Tonight is the poetry exchange meeting, I hope Brother Zhang Cheng must attend, otherwise the reputation will have a big impact, and the two of us are here for this matter." Chu Wen said with a straight face.

"Tonight?" Zhang Cheng was slightly stunned, subconsciously glanced at the sky outside the window, and saw that it was still early in the evening, and he was really a little surprised.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Cheng thought that he should still go, the most important thing in ancient times was reputation, and this reputation was not good in ancient times, but it was difficult to move an inch, so he made up his mind and said: "Okay, I will definitely participate when the time comes!" ”

"Great, I knew that Brother Zhang Cheng would definitely not quit." Leng Xuanfeng said happily and loudly. Then, Chu Wen continued: "Without further ado, the two of us will go to deal with the matter of the Falling Rain Pavilion first, and we will wait for good news in the Falling Rain Pavilion." ”

After finishing speaking, Chu Wen and Leng Xuanfeng said goodbye and left.

Zhang Cheng pulled Lu Luo next to him and asked, "That, Lu Luo, do you know about the Falling Rain Pavilion?" ”

"Young Master...... This ......," said Midori Luo.

"Do you know something?" Zhang Cheng then asked.

Lu Luo looked at Zhang Cheng with a complicated expression, and wanted to speak several times, but finally said, "Young Master, do you remember Miss Xu Yourong?" ”

"Xu Yourong? Who is this? Zhang Cheng asked.

Seeing that Zhang Cheng didn't remember this person at all, Lu Luo was both happy and a little worried in his heart, but at this time, there were mostly happy elements in his heart. When he was about to tell Zhang Cheng, he found that Zhang Cheng was holding his head with his hands in pain, and he was about to fall, so Lu Luo quickly supported Zhang Cheng and gently supported Zhang Cheng to sit on the chair.

Yes, Zhang Cheng's tidal wave of memories has come again, just like the last time, coming and going in a hurry, but this time it is more serious than the last time. At this time, Zhang Cheng's pretty face was pale, beads of sweat the size of beans were densely formed, and some bad memories came to his heart like a knife.

Xu Yourong, female, twenty-eight years old, the daughter of the prefect of Fengzhou, married when his grandfather did not pass away. Zhang Cheng's father was actually an official when he was young, but he was not good at being an official, and he was exiled for offending the official. Because of his in-laws, he was moving around from time to time, and when Zhang Cheng saw Xu Yourong at the age of thirteen, he saw Allure, thinking about it day and night, and looking forward to marrying him. However, when Zhang Cheng was sixteen years old, Xu Fu's repentant marriage broke Zhang Cheng's illusions, making Zhang Cheng close to collapse, and he was about to die in madness several times.

Lu Luo gently massaged Zhang Cheng's head, and Zhang Cheng was better. The Xu Yourong presented in his mind is actually completely unattractive to Zhang Cheng now, just one life and two souls, and the soul with a body is complex to torment the soul of the existing Zhang Cheng, making the current Zhang Cheng extremely painful.

In fact, Zhang Cheng fully understands this kind of pain, Zhang Cheng in his previous life is also a person who has suffered, people who have not cried in the middle of the night, they are not qualified to talk about life, joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are a kind of practice in life, when the practice is over, I understand what is joy, what is anger, what is sorrow, and what is happiness. In this life, people live for these four things, and neither modern nor ancient people can escape the practice of this life.

Seeing Zhang Cheng in such pain, Lu Luo's heart was not very happy, so he comforted him: "Young master, do you want to rest for a while?" ”

"I'm fine, don't worry." Zhang Cheng patted Lu Luo's hand and replied with a smile.

"Young Master, Miss Xu Yourong's matter ......," Lu Luo asked tentatively.

Looking at Lu Luo's hesitant appearance, he not only laughed: "No need, I remembered, but don't worry, I'm fine." ”

Zhang Cheng is naturally fine, because he has no emotions for Xu Yourong, but even so, he is always trembling in his heart, and Zhang Cheng naturally understands what is going on. He wanted to advise his other self inwardly to go with the flow and learn to let go. But having said that, anyone can pick it up, and when it comes to putting it down, how many people can do it? You? I? Or is he? It's easy to pick up, but it's not as simple as letting go of your hand.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng decided to meet Xu Yourong tonight! For the sake of yourself, for the depths of your soul, in order not to suffocate your soul, you have to face a war without gunpowder!