The afternoon sun was warm on his body, and Lu Heng sat on the steps in front of the house, with a deep helplessness on his face, looking at the osmanthus tree that had long withered outside the courtyard wall.

The dead grass pinched by his fingers had already been crushed. Spill under your feet. Only a short straw stick remained, still between the fingers.

A cold wind blew, kicking up puffs of dust.

Lu Heng, who had been sitting on the steps for a long time and was distracted, was blown by the cold wind and couldn't help but shiver.

"Heh, let's take one step at a time. It's a big deal, both of them ......" Lu Heng stood up, patted the dust scattered on his clothes casually, and said in his heart.

Just now in the kitchen, facing Wang Tingzhi's true feelings, Lu Heng thought that he was a gentleman, and said impassionedly how decent he was. How to champion monogamy.

However, when Wang Tingzhi trembled her body and gently leaned into her arms. Lu Heng was still accustomed to his surname, and stretched out his hand and grabbed her delicate back.

Then, he couldn't help but really lowered his head, and kissed Wang Tingzhi's smooth forehead with her eyes closed and her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Delicate skin, hot cheeks, and lazy beauties in the afternoon sun make up the most beautiful picture of that moment.

It's just that maybe the stove is too shallow, or maybe the firewood is too short. Just when Lu Heng tried to peck Wang Tingzhi's slightly trembling lips. Suddenly there was a crackling sound of firewood crackling and popping in the stove, and then, the firewood that had burned to the end fell with a clatter.

The firewood and grass on the ground were lit, and the whole room suddenly became full of smoke.

This warm atmosphere was also stirred up by the firewood that fell out. After the two worked together to extinguish the fire, they raised their heads, glanced at each other, saw the dust on each other's faces, and remembered the scene they couldn't help just now.

Wang Tingzhi suddenly blushed with shame, she muttered, lowered her head, and ran out of the kitchen quickly like a frightened rabbit.

Lu Heng, who was left in place, had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what to do.

Chase her out, pull her back, and put on a show again? This, ahem, a little too hooligan?

Standing at the door, he jumped and waved his hand, and said, "An Hong, uh, no, Tingzhi, I like you!" ”

Ahem, why do you think it's so cheap!

I was thinking about it in a mess, but I never noticed Wang Tingzhi, who had been standing at the door, waiting for him to go out.

Wang Tingzhi stood outside the kitchen, jumping and jumping like a little rabbit in her heart. Secretly turning his head and glancing into the room. only to find that the nerd was standing in place with a blank face. Wang Tingzhi, who had expectations in her heart, saw that the other party not only chased him out, but also looked inexplicable, and a nameless anger suddenly rose in her heart, and after glancing at him in disappointment, she stomped her feet angrily and turned to leave.

It wasn't until Lu Heng came back to his senses and was about to bite the bullet and go out to say something sincerely, but he found that the courtyard was already empty. Only the cold wind blew, and on the path of the yard, the dead grass and leaves drifted past.

When I went out, I found that under the stone bricks on the windowsill, there was a handkerchief embroidered with lotus flowers, and the handkerchief was fluttering in the wind. Above, a few juanxiu handwritings loomed.

Lu Heng took the handkerchief, and after taking a look, he was stunned.

I saw that on the handkerchief, three words were written in charcoal ash: "You wait!" ”

Uh, what does that mean? Let me wait for her to come to her door to propose? Well, it seems that the program is wrong.

However, no matter how you look at it, I feel that between the lines, it seems that it is not coquettish, but a strong murderous aura.

Khan, this girl, seems to be threatening me!

Lu Heng looked at the handkerchief fluttering in the wind in his hand, and his face couldn't cry or laugh.

On an early winter afternoon, the sun is warm. In the clear blue sky, the sun sprinkled through the shade of the osmanthus tree cast a little mottled on the ground.

In the courtyard, the withered flowers still hang on the branches. The wind blows, and the petals that have long dried up are scattered with the wind.

Lu Heng turned his head and glanced towards the east wing, thinking of Liu Qingqing, who was still seriously injured and had not recovered. Only then did I feel that what I had just done was really a bit reckless.

For more than a year, the uncle and sister-in-law lived under one roof. Day and night, each other has become a part of each other's lives.

Every day, the two laughed and chatted. Life is a joy and contentment. Inadvertently, the woman's smile like a hundred flowers always appeared in Lu Heng's mind.

If you don't have any ideas in your heart, it's pure nonsense.

Before, maybe I was still entangled in the secular ethics that women were deeply afraid of. But with Wu Ningyuan, Liu Qingqing was accepted as a righteous daughter. This barrier is gone.

And just when Lu Heng was about to move in his heart and was ready to make a difference, there was no such change. It really annoyed him.

However, cough, I always feel in my heart, how can there be a trace of joy outside of troubles?

Put the handkerchief in your arms and hide it close to you. Lu Heng stretched out his hand and rubbed two handfuls on his face, and after recovering his expression, he raised his feet and walked away to the east wing.

There is medicine for wounds, but what if the wound becomes inflamed!

Hey, it seems that the research on penicillin also has to be put on the agenda.

It's a pity that a person who is engaged in culture has to pick up the chemistry elective courses that have been thrown aside in college a long time ago from his head.

…… Outside the city of Jiangning, hundreds of miles away on the canal.

Qincha's official ship, waving its flag in the wind, headed towards Jiangning. The slender men on both sides of the strait were shirtless, struggling to pull the official boat, moving forward step by step.

Occasionally, they would whisper a sentence or two, guessing who was in such a large official ship. However, after seeing those murderous Qianniuwei, he hurriedly stopped silent, pulled the rope with his head stuffy, shouted the trumpet, and gritted his teeth to move forward.

It was cold and windy outside, and the heavy moisture on the river surface was blown up by the wind, covering the embankment by the river with a layer of white frost. Lurking in the door, with white air in his mouth, neat steps, stepping on the cold rocks, step by step.

Inside the official ship, it was a different scene. The small stove was boiling brightly, and on the stove, a pot of hot water was boiling loudly.

On the table next to it, the delicate copper kettle was filled with a trace of green smoke and incense.

On both sides of the table, the left servants of the current imperial court, An Peng and An Wanli, were leaning back in their chairs, closing their eyes and pretending to sleep. His palms pressed against the tabletop, his fingers lightly tapping against the tabletop.

In front of him, a thin middle-aged man dressed in a gorgeous costume reported some things about Jiang Ning to him with a respectful face.

"So, the damn are dead?" An Peng opened his eyes, glanced at the thin middle-aged man lightly, and asked.

"Yes, sir!" The middle-aged man lowered his head, his eyes flickered slightly, and in the end, he still replied in a deep voice with his fists clenched.

"Then how did I hear that Su Zhengwen fell into the river and didn't know where to go?" An Peng leaned forward, staring at the thin middle-aged man with cold eyes, and said with a gloomy smile on his wrinkled face.

The middle-aged man's body shook, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, kowtowing like pounding garlic: "Adult, don't blame me." After Su Zhengwen fell into the river, the villain sent people to search for hundreds of miles along the Yangtze River, but no trace of him was found. The villain is afraid of being blamed by adults, so he is confused for a while, and adults spare his life! ”

An Peng squinted his eyes and looked at his subordinates who were kneeling in front of him and constantly kowtowing. His eyes flickered, and finally, the gloom on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a thick smile of love.

Just as he was about to stretch out his hand, help this heartfelt subordinate up, and say some words of deep love and responsibility. The curtain of the cabin was suddenly lifted, and a soldier with a strange expression on his face walked in.

Looking at the black clothes on this soldier, it turned out to be a sergeant of the Jiangning garrison.

When the sergeant came in, he first glanced at the middle-aged man who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing constantly. After being stunned for a moment, he stepped forward and whispered something in An Peng's ear.

I saw that listening to the words of this soldier, An Peng's face became more and more difficult to look at. Moreover, the body was trembling violently.

Suppress your emotions and listen to the soldier's report. An Peng's face was extremely gloomy, his eyes flickered, and after thinking for a while, he said to this soldier: "Kill those Turks!" Do it cleanly! ”

After the soldier answered in a deep voice, he hugged his fists and saluted An Peng slightly, and then withdrew.

After the soldiers left, An Peng set his eyes on the middle-aged man who was kneeling in front of him, motionless, and seemed to be stunned.

A smile quickly changed to a smile on his face, and with a kind smile, he stretched out his hand and helped the middle-aged man up.

"Ji Chen, you are the old man of the Prime Minister's Mansion. is also loyal to the old man. A momentary mistake is nothing, come on, come on, write quickly! An Peng personally bent down, helped the middle-aged man up, and carefully patted the dust on his knees for the other party.

"Adult, adult, villain will never dare!" The middle-aged man was moved by An Peng's actions, and he hurriedly took a step back, and knelt down as he spoke.

"Hey, don't do that!" An Peng waved his hand seriously and stopped him from kneeling.

Afterwards, An Peng personally picked up the already steaming kettle and filled it with a new cup of tea. After putting down the kettle, An Peng pointed to the teacup on the table, and said with a smile to the person who stopped Ji Chen: "Come on, come on, although some things in Jiangning are not perfect. But the old man also knows that you are conscientious. You can't be blamed for all of what happened. Since you came back, the old man hasn't picked you up yet. Come on, this cup of tea should be a reception banquet set up by the old man for you! ”

As he spoke, An Peng personally picked up the teacup and handed it to Ji Chen, who looked restrained and a little at a loss. Then he added another cup of tea for himself, raised the teacup, smiled at Ji Chen, and after pecking lightly, he looked at Ji Chen with a smile.

Seeing that his own adults loved himself so much, the hesitation in Ji Chen's heart was instantly abandoned. He picked up the teacup, bowed solemnly to An Peng, and said: "Go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, as long as the adult says a word, the villain will never give up!" ”

After that, Ji Chen held the teacup, raised his head, and didn't care about the hot tea, took a sip, and poured the full cup of tea into his stomach.

However, at the moment when the tea entered his stomach, Ji Chen suddenly felt a heart-wrenching cramping pain in his abdomen.

Poisonous!

Ji Chen's heart was cold, but it was too late!

His eyes were already full of blood, he opened his mouth wide, and without saying a word, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know anything.

After seeing Ji Chen's poisonous hair fall in front of him, An Peng's smile was immediately put away.

After taking a sip of tea, he held the teacup in his hand and looked coldly at Ji Chen, who was bleeding from seven orifices on the ground. With a cruel smile on his face, stroking the gray goatee on his chin, he smiled faintly and said to the corpse: "The old man doesn't need you to go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire." Oh, old man, I just want you to die! ”

"Someone's coming!"

An Peng put down his teacup and said to the guards outside the official ship.

"Your Excellency!" After the guards came in, they didn't look at the silky and miserable corpse on the ground at all, but directly clasped their fists and saluted An Peng.

An Peng pointed to the corpse on the ground and said to the guards: "Drag it out and throw it away!" ”

"Yes!" The guard replied in a deep voice, calling in his companions. The two pulled the corpses, except for the cabin.

After the cabin was completely quiet, An Peng's face became extremely hideous, he slammed his fist on the table, his eyes were faintly murderous, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, you Wu Ningyuan, Hong Quan, you are embarrassed!" ”

The punch shook the teacup on the table a few times, and the tea in the teacup splashed everywhere.

An Peng withdrew his fist, took out a handkerchief and wiped his palm, then stood up and looked at the bright light outside the boat. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he said secretly: "Also, that scholar, who is sacred?" ”

Because the soldier didn't know the name of the scholar, he just told him that when he surrounded and suppressed Liu Yuanyi yesterday, the scholar had always played the role of a military advisor.

Moreover, from the eyes of a soldier, An Peng was very surprised to see that flash of admiration.

Oh, what a mysterious man!

(To be continued)