86_86758Although Huang Hao was secretly worried about the broken flower pot, he didn't dare to be sloppy with his hands and feet, and after a while, he brought a few dishes of exquisite side dishes for Liu Chan.

"Childe, the meal is ready." Huang Hao carefully put it in front of Liu Chan while talking about the food.

Liu Chan hadn't eaten since he woke up, looked at the various dishes brought by Huang Hao, nodded, and began to eat.

"Eat some of it." Liu Chan was holding the porridge in his mouth while looking at Zhang Yingying and Huang Hao next to him.

Seeing this, Huang Hao hurriedly waved his hand with a smile on his face, then walked to the table and carefully pushed the dinner plate in front of Liu Chan, looking attentive.

And Zhang Yingying looked at Liu Chan's gobbling up with white eyes, snorted coldly, and sat directly on the bed behind her.

Liu Chan looked at the appearance of the two, smiled helplessly, and then devoured it again.

It wasn't until he drank two bowls of porridge that Liu Chan burped with satisfaction, because there was no stool at the time, Liu Chan knelt in front of the desk for a long time and felt a little uncomfortable, and then stood up and stretched his waist.

"Hehe, Majesty, Childe, have you eaten enough?" Huang Hao squinted and stood beside Liu Chan and asked cautiously.

"Hmm." Liu Chan nodded, looking satisfied.

Huang Hao happily hurriedly packed up the rice plate, and then retreated carefully.

"It's nice to have a full meal." Liu Chan tidied up his robe as he spoke, as if talking to himself, and Zhang Yingying, who seemed to be sitting on the bed, said.

"It's the first time I've heard that an emperor can starve to death!" Zhang Yingying looked at Liu Chan dissatisfied.

Looking at Zhang Yingying's rude appearance, Liu Chan knew Zhang Yingying's temper, so he just smiled awkwardly, then looked at Zhang Yingying and said, "Let's go, let's go out for a walk." ”

"What's getting better!" Zhang Yingying snorted dissatisfiedly, but she still stood up slowly.

"Haven't you heard? If you walk a hundred steps after eating, you can live ninety-nine. Liu Chan looked at Zhang Yingying who came over disapprerovantly and continued to talk nonsense.

"Poof!" Hearing Liu Chan's inexplicable words, Zhang Yingying couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, and then glanced at Liu Chan, "I really haven't heard of it, how do you know?" ”

"This" Liu Chan scratched his head in embarrassment, "I heard this old fairy say it in a dream before." ”

"Cut!" Zhang Yingying glanced at Liu Chan, and walked out of the house first.

Liu Chan smiled and hurriedly followed.

Although Wei Yan's mansion is full of villagers, Zhang Yingying's small courtyard is very quiet, only this one house, and the small courtyard is also clean.

Next to the yard is a leafy persimmon tree, it is said that grapes in July and pears in August, persimmons in September are red, and the persimmons that are as red as lanterns bring the joy of harvest to the yard.

The persimmon tree was a round table of stones, and Liu Chan couldn't help but sit down when he looked at the round table in front of him.

Zhang Yingying seemed to have been stuffy in the room for a long time, took a deep breath, and slowly sat down with Liu Chan.

The afterglow of dusk shines through the leafy persimmon trees, casting mottled shadows on the stone table, and Liu Chan's outstretched hand on the stone table also seems to flicker and dark.

The two didn't speak, just sat quietly, and after a while, Huang Hao walked over with a plate in his hand.

All kinds of melons and fruits were carefully placed on the stone table, and then Huang Hao smiled and put a pot of wine.

"Childe, madam, this is the wine from the Junlai Inn, and I played a little more a few days ago." Huang Hao put down the wine jug and stood beside Liu Chan flatteringly.

When Huang Hao took out the wine from the Junlai Inn, Zhang Yingying seemed to feel that Huang Hao was not as annoying as before, for someone like her who likes to drink, it seems that whoever gives her the wine is good.

"Brother Adou, let's have a drink?" Zhang Yingying blinked and looked at Liu Chan, but her hand had already picked up the wine jug and poured a glass for Liu Chan.

Seeing that Zhang Yingying didn't complain, Huang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, and felt even more that he was right to use the wine, and stood behind Liu Chan with a smile.

Liu Chan is also reluctant to go against Zhang Yingying's intentions now, he didn't take much care of Zhang Yingying in Luoyan Mountain, and he was a little sorry in his heart, plus this is Wei Yan's mansion, and he also recognized Zhang Yingying's approach.

The wine slowly dissolved into the wine glass, filling Liu Chan's wine glass like water, bursting with the aroma of wine, Liu Chan looked at the cool wine in the wine glass, and felt a burst of happiness in his heart.

Since the sneak attack on the granary of the Wei army, and then the attack on Luoyan Mountain, his nerves have been tense, lest he do something wrong, but now sitting under the cool persimmon tree, he is very comfortable, and then look at Zhang Yingying in front of him, he feels that life should be like this.

Just as Liu Chan was looking at the faint sake in his wine glass, Zhang Yingying had already raised her wine glass, squinted her lovely crescent eyes, gently touched Liu Chan's wine glass, and then drank it in one gulp.

Liu Chan also picked up the wine glass and drank it cleanly.

"Mrs. Childe is really a good drinker! Hey. Huang Hao hurriedly clapped his hands and applauded, looking flattering.

The two glared at Huang Hao at the same time, Huang Hao's neck shrank, and he hurriedly and carefully added another cup to the two.

"Brother Adou, when are we going back?" Looking at the full wine glass, Zhang Yingying couldn't help but look at Liu Chan and asked.

Liu Chan took a sip of the wine glass, looked at Zhang Yingying and smiled: "What? Do you want to go back? ”

"Hmm," Zhang Yingying bowed her head and responded softly.

Liu Chan then took another sip of the wine in the glass and said softly: "When Mr. Pu Yuan makes the knife, we will go back." ”

"Make knives?" Zhang Yingying looked at Liu Chan suspiciously. "Don't you have one? What more knives to make? ”

Liu Chan shook his head and smiled, and did not answer Zhang Yingying's question.

Zhang Yingying didn't ask Liu Chan why she made so many knives, just like that night on Luoyan Mountain, Guan Ping's younger brother asked her to follow the villagers, she didn't ask Liu Chan, she felt that she was just a daughter's family, and she wouldn't ask Liu Chan too many questions that she didn't want to answer.

"Brother Adou, I want to go back." Zhang Yingying pouted and looked at Liu Chan with grievances on her face.

"Well, we'll be back soon." Liu Chan looked at Zhang Yingying and assured her with a look of assurance.

Zhang Yingying is listening to Liu Chan now, just like relying on Liu Chan in Mianxian County, she looked at Liu Chan in front of her, she always felt that the current Liu Chan was no longer a brother who could wrestle on a horse like before, but she felt that she liked the current Liu Chan.

The sunset was infinitely better, but it was nearly dusk, and the afterglow of dusk became sparse from mottled to sparse, and the sparseness gradually dissipated, and only two young masters and a servant were left under the persimmon tree.

At this time, the wine pot had already been drunk, Liu Chan and Zhang Yingying were a little drunk, sitting under the persimmon tree in a trance, raising their glasses from time to time.

Knowing that the sun was gradually sinking into the clouds, the sky began to darken, and the gentle wind blew the persimmon trees, which also brought bursts of coolness.

"Okay Yingying, don't drink it." Liu Chan snatched the wine glass from Zhang Yingying's hand, with a serious face, he already felt that Zhang Yingying was a little drunk.

It's just that Zhang Yingying didn't refute this time, and let Liu Chan snatch the wine glass in her hand and staggered towards her room.

"Hey! Slow down. Liu Chan hurriedly picked up the swaying Zhang Yingying, then turned his head to Huang Hao and said, "I'll send Yingying down." ”

Huang Hao lowered his head and hurriedly cleaned up the fruit plate on the stone table.

Liu Chan helped the rickety Zhang Yingying to the bed.

"Brother Adou, don't leave me in the future, okay?" Under the candlelight, Zhang Yingying's slightly drunken cheeks were reflected, and Liu Chan nodded silently.

A gust of wind blew, Liu Chan shook his drowsy head, and gently lifted Zhang Yingying to the bed.

Looking at Zhang Yingying's smiling face with her eyes closed, Liu Chan's heart felt warm, this is his wife, such a brutal and willful woman with a knife mouth and a tofu heart.

Liu Chan shook his head, smiled wryly, and walked forward gently, intending to close the door and find a place to sleep again.

"Brother Adou."

At the moment when Liu Chan was about to close the door of the house, he heard Zhang Yingying's slightly drunken call on the bed behind him.

Liu Chan thought that something was wrong with Zhang Yingying, so he hurriedly ran over.

But as soon as he arrived at Zhang Yingying's bed, Zhang Yingying suddenly jumped up from the bed and hugged her.

"Brother Adou, Yingying thinks you've changed, but, but Yingying likes you now, so that you are like my man." Zhang Yingying whispered in front of Liu Chan's ear.

"Yingying!" Liu Chan couldn't help but feel clear in his heart, although Zhang Yingying was still hugging her.

"Okay, okay, Brother Adou hasn't changed, you go to bed quickly." Liu Chan tried to break free of Zhang Yingying's arm.

But Zhang Yingying hugged herself very tightly, like a treasure that would not be easily lost, hugging him tightly.

"Yingying" Liu Chan struggled with Zhang Yingying's arm.

"Huh?" Zhang Yingying whispered in Liu Chan's ear.

"Sleep."

"I don't, I don't want you to leave me!" Zhang Yingying let go of the arm holding Liu Chan and looked at him with blinking, but there were tears flashing in her eyes.

"My mother said that I am my daughter's family, and the man who marries me must listen to my man's words, but when you fight the big ape and go to Wei Ying, I am really worried, I am afraid that I will never see you again, but I am my daughter's family. I can only watch you go, I can't stop you, because you are not only my man, you are also the emperor. ”

When Zhang Yingying said this, the tears in her eyes slipped down dripping, down her cheeks, and dripping on the back of Liu Chan's hand. But she hugged Liu Chan tightly, either rejoicing or comforting herself.

Feeling the slightly cold tears dripping from Zhang Yingying on the back of her hand, Liu Chan's heart trembled, this big girl, she used to think that she was trying to talk to herself, but now looking at her, Liu Chan's thousand-year-old heart was like encountering a beating stream, which gradually flowed into his heart.

"Yingying." Liu Chan was a kind of confused, and perhaps a little comforted.

Zhang Yingying shook her head, a smile fell on her cheeks stained with tears, "Don't worry about me, you are the emperor of the Han family, you have your own affairs, Yingying doesn't blame you, as long as you have me as a woman in your heart." ”

Liu Chan's heart trembled, and he gently kissed the other party's lips.

Although Liu Chan once secretly kissed this cheap wife, when Liu Chan really kissed each other, he was like a rare treasure of his own, caring for and careful.

"Hmm" Zhang Yingying snorted, but she also greeted her violently.

After a moment, the two stared at each other with deep breaths.

Liu Chan seemed a little embarrassed and said, "You go to bed early, I'll go back." ”

"Don't!" Zhang Yingying tugged at Liu Chan's sleeve, and there was another wave of grievance.

"Stay with me." When Zhang Yingying said this, the wine was also a little sober, but the flickering light still illuminated her cheeks.

Liu Chan exhaled deeply, but looking at the delicate cheeks of his wife in front of him, his heart rippled, and he couldn't help but kiss it again.

This kiss was so deep, but no one on the other side had any intention of letting go.

Gently brushing the persimmon tree outside the house, Huang Hao, who was standing under the tree, couldn't help but feel a little desolate, and wrapped his robe tightly.

Gradually, the house was extinguished, and the moonlight under the window reflected the mottled shadows of the persimmon trees, which gradually swayed and swayed in the breeze.

Huang Hao looked at the moonlight in the sky and slowly hid in the clouds, and sighed secretly, he knew that his majesty didn't have to serve himself tonight, and with scattered steps, he seemed to remember his pot of delicate flowers that had just been broken, and hurriedly walked towards his house

At this time, outside Hanzhong City, groups of neat soldiers were walking towards Hanzhong City with neat steps.

Equally bright torches lit up half of the sky, and at the head of the procession was a neat line of cavalry.

The man riding a sturdy white horse in the middle of the cavalry looked indifferent at this time, and even the white horse under his crotch was panting in a low voice.

"General! Ahead is Hanzhong City! A general next to him saluted the man on a white horse.

At this time, through the fiery red and dim torches, the appearance of this man was gradually clear, dressed in silver-white armor, about twenty years old, but his silent face was slightly heroic in this surging army.

"Oh?" The man raised his eyebrows and slowly ordered, "Order, speed up!" Tonight, we will be stationed in Hanzhong City! ”

"Yes!" The partial general received the order, waving the military flag and giving the order to go out.

"Drive!" The man patted the silver-white foal under him fiercely, and drove towards Hanzhong City at a high speed.

"Who are you!" The soldiers of Hanzhong City looked at this group, stood on the city tower, and raised their bows and arrows high!

"Humph!" The silver-armored man snorted coldly, slowly rode his horse to within the range of the soldiers in the city, raised the waist card in his hand, and said coldly: "I am Zhao Tong!" On the orders of the Prime Minister, come to support Hanzhong! ”

"Zhao Tong?" Although the soldiers were a little unfamiliar with the name, they still didn't dare to walk away from the city carelessly and look at the palace card in the man's hand.

A palace card that is the same as Wei Yan, this is the symbol of the general!

"See the general!" The soldiers of Hanzhong City hurriedly saluted.

"Humph!" Zhao Tong snorted coldly and put away the waist card in his hand, then turned around and shouted coldly at the soldiers behind him: "Let's go!" ”

Groups of soldiers slowly entered Hanzhong City with bright torches