The lunch was very rich, but she was the only one who used it, so it was not interesting, so she ate some casually. I don't know what Ling'er's situation is now, and the sincerity of Zongzheng's worry-free expression is almost there, right?

"Master, master-" Cao Cao Cao arrived, a figure rushed into the house, rushed to her bed, and asked with a nervous expression: "Master, that hateful prince didn't bully you, did he?" ”

Man Yao shook his head, stroked Ling'er's bruised cheeks, and said very apologetically: "I'm sorry for bothering you." ”

Ling Er's eyes turned red, she pounced, knelt on the ground, lowered her head, and said with a guilty face: "It's all my uselessness, not only did I fail to fulfill my responsibility to protect the master, but also let the master worry about my affairs." ”

Man Yao stretched out his hand to hold her, and said softly: "It's not your fault, hurry up!" You know I don't like people kneeling. ”

Then Zong Zheng, who entered the house, narrowed his phoenix eyes, is it really a mirror? Only by giving her sincerity can we harvest her sincerity? He instructed someone to take Ling'er down to apply medicine and rest, then sat on the edge of the bed, and said with a faint smile: "Your people have been released, this time, you live here first...... It will be safer. The tea garden will be unsealed, just wait a few more days. ”

Man Yao smiled slightly and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you...... Hassle-free! ”

Zong Zhengwu's eyes lit up, he smiled very elegantly, and asked, "Are you interested in playing chess with me?" ”

Is he beginning to know how to ask for the wishes of others? Man Yao smiled happily: "Okay." ”

The two of them sat by the window, still her red son and his black son, each in their place. Zong Zheng thought for a while, and said in a gentle tone: "Aman, let's play a game!" Whoever eats a word from the other can ask a question...... No matter what kind of question it is, the other person must answer it. How, dare to play? ”

Raising his head many, he met the eyes as deep as a secluded pool, and the measurement at the bottom of the eyes was still there, but he was very calm. Although he knew his purpose, the two of them had equal chess skills, and this kind of play was quite fair, and he rescued the people in the garden, which could be regarded as showing sincerity. So, she answered.

The whole room was only the sound of the two of them breathing, and the courtyard was empty and quiet. When a red child was eaten, Zong Zheng raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were burning and bright, and he asked a question: "You are from another world, what is the name of the era of that world?" ”

The question is simple and straightforward, but this question actually contains more than one, and one sentence is a half-guess. Man Yao replied: "Twenty-first century." She raised her hand, and the red son fell, and the sunspot was eaten. She asked, "Your mother, also from the 21st century?" ”

Zong Zheng was stunned for a moment, the same sentence, asked more than one question, he half-squinted his eyes, and asked, "How do you know it's not me?" ”

"If you are a modern person, you will reflect the moment the fruit tea slip is handed to you, instead of being cautious and cautious all the time." ”

Zong Zheng nodded without worry, and said, "Then how can you be sure that it is my mother?" ”

Man Yao smiled: "It's the same as you before, guess!" Actually, you're not sure if I'm like you, but I just know someone who has crossed over from that world. Next question. ”

Zong Zhengwu showed appreciation in his eyes, it seems that dealing with this woman is easier than trying hard. So, he asked, "How did you get here?" ”

Man Yao held the hand of the chess piece for a moment, slowly lowered his eyes, and said lightly: "It's dead...... When I wake up, my soul is already in this body. ”

The breeze was blowing, the silk was light, her low eyelashes covered the look in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, with a touch of sarcasm. Zongzheng was stunned slightly, and suddenly wondered how such a woman died? He thought about it and asked, "Why did you die in that world?" ”

Man Yao raised his eyes and glanced at him, frowned, and said, "This is another question!" It's up to me to ask you. Your mother...... How did he die? ”

Zong Zheng's body was shocked, the chess pieces in his hand were held very tightly, and his eyes instantly cooled. He looked at him directly, and intuitively felt that behind the coldness that suddenly appeared in his evil eyes, there was an unknown pain. She suddenly smiled indifferently and said, "You can take this question as a ...... without answering You don't ask me about the exchange of the cause of death. ”

Zong Zheng looked at her in surprise, slowly put down the chess pieces in his hand, stood up, faced the window, took a deep breath, and said, "How can I go to your world?" Can the people who came from there, who died unexpectedly in this world, go back? ”

"I don't know." Looking at the chessboard in a daze, this is the answer that Zongzheng Wuwu wants to know most! Unfortunately, she really didn't know. Because she didn't want to go back, that world, there was nothing worth her nostalgia for.

I don't know? Is there really no one who can give him an answer? Zong Zheng frowned and said, "You never thought of going back?" Won't you miss your parents and loved ones? I heard that the world was peaceful and beautiful, and people could live very simply. There is no imperial power conspiracy to fight, monogamy, and everyone treats each other equally, which can be called perfect. His mother used to say that when he was a child.

Man Yao quietly turned around, leaned back against the wall, tilted his head back slightly, looked at the carved beams, his eyes were empty, and his tone was indifferent and mocking, and said, "No world is perfect. Human nature is greedy, and the pursuit of fame and fortune is never inevitable. In the shopping mall, deceit, conspiracy and calculation abound. And monogamy is just a system, since ancient times, men like the new and hate the old, negative and lucky, no money Miss Zhao has an affair, if you have money, you will have a second wife to support a lover, in the name of official business, even lazy to participate in the funeral of your wife, but you are happy with your lover abroad...... Human nature is like this, how can it be beautiful? "I don't know why, all of a sudden, she said so much. Sometimes, she is really negative, feeling tired of living, living hopelessly, and her heart is empty, but she still tries to live.

Zongzheng is carefree, and the world that his mother has been thinking about has so many unbearables? In fact, this woman is right, human nature is like this, it is the same everywhere. Looking at the woman's indifferent expression, listening to her say words that seemed to have nothing to do with her obviously touched her inner emotions, even if she tried to suppress it, he could still feel the sadness hidden in her tone. He suddenly leaned down, his slender fingers caressed the corners of her thin mouth, looked into her eyes, and said softly: "There are exceptions to everything, not every man is as unbearable as you say. ”

His eyes faded away from cold tenderness, and his voice was as elegant as heaven, as if it had an undoubted magical power. Her heart trembled and she murmured, "Really? Will there really be exceptions? I used to think so, but the funny thing was ......" The sadness that suddenly appeared in her clear eyes made him realize that she had been hurt. It was as if a thorn had unconsciously pierced the tip of my heart, and there was a little pain. Before she could finish, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

The body was shocked, different from the fury in the garden, and different from the deliberate manipulation in the morning, this kiss, with a reassuring tenderness, seemed to kiss a wound that hoped to heal soon, giving birth to an illusion of affection. She closed her eyes uncontrollably and let herself feel the beauty of the moment.

Zong Zheng Wuwu felt her relaxation, held her face with his hand, kissed her deeper and deeper, and couldn't stop until he felt that she was about to suffocate, so he let go of her, frowned, turned his head, and breathed a little heavily.

Wandering turned his head in the opposite direction, breathing heavily, wheezing rapidly, and his heart beating fast.

The afternoon sun is very warm, and the breeze blows gently, stirring the two silks, tangled and entangled. For a while, he didn't make a sound, and he kept that posture for a long time.