Although Zhao Xian went out and didn't find Huayu, he finally had a little news, and it was a big deal to ask the mysterious Sister Su to help check it in a few days, she had such a wide range of contacts, it must be easy to find a beauty.

It was late, and Zhao Xian, who had run thousands of miles away, did not have the habit of recognizing the bed, and fell asleep at the end.

As the saying goes, 'there are thoughts in the day, dreams in the night', Zhao Xian came to Kyoto, and the longing for the flower language in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he had a lot of dreams.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Xian suddenly felt that something was wrong, his neck was a little cold, and he raised his hand to touch it in a daze.

This feel... How is it a bit like a sword?

Zhao Xian's sleepiness disappeared in an instant, and he opened his eyes suddenly, only to see a figure standing in front of him, looking at him coldly.

"There are assassins!" Zhao Xian screamed, almost jumped up from the bed, and was covered in cold sweat.

After being inexplicably assassinated in Jinling last time, Zhao Xian was on a lot of alert, and he put the fire gun under the pillow when he slept, and touched it under the pillow with the help of screaming.

The figure stood there silently, motionless, and Ren Zhao Xian shouted loudly.

Zhao Xian just wanted to raise his hand to shoot, but suddenly felt that this scene was a little familiar, as if he had encountered it in Jinling.

Mo not... Zhao Xian 'groaned' in his heart, at this time he hoped that the person who came was an assassin, how easy it was to solve it with one shot.

Could it be her? Zhao Xian's face became weird, and all kinds of emotions of surprise, horror, and nervousness were mixed together.

It was extremely dark and I couldn't see clearly, I could only feel a hazy shadow standing in front of me, it could be seen from the figure that it was a woman, who could sneak into the room in the middle of the night, put the sword on her neck and not kill her directly, it is estimated that she is the only one.

"Sister Liu?" Zhao Xian asked softly, smiled embarrassedly, and let go of his hand from the fire gun and took it back.

As soon as the words fell, the black shadow trembled slightly, and her heart beat hard along the way. She thought of all kinds of possibilities to meet Zhao Xian, such as running away in a panic, then she would definitely kill him with a sword; Another example is to honestly admit her mistakes, then she may let Zhao Xian go and let him go to Changzhou immediately, then Zhao Xian's first reaction when she saw her was to smile heartlessly.

The cold light flashed in his hand, and he let out a "Huh!" With a sword roar, the soft sword stabbed at Zhao Xian's neck.

"You wait," Zhao Xian raised his hands and said cautiously, "Let me finish my words!" "I hurt others, and I didn't keep my promise to come to Kyoto, Zhao Xian felt that he didn't want her, and tried to defuse the atmosphere.

Mrs. An was warm and angry when she saw this, this tone, this scene, was not at all like the moment of life and death, Zhao Xian sat there with a casual tone and demeanor, like a big old man sitting in the room with peace of mind, discussing things with his own woman confidently, without a trace of fear at all.

Are you really reluctant to kill you? Mrs. An raised her eyebrows, pressed her hand on the hilt of the sword, snorted, and sneered: "What else do you have to say, what did you promise me to remember?" ”

The breeze blew open the small window, and the faint moonlight entered the room, reflecting on Mrs. An's gorgeous and unparalleled mature face, and the fox-like eyes were full of anger, panic, and complexity, mixed with a trace of fear.

After all, she is a woman, and she has such a fate with a man, and she forgets it in her heart, and when she comes to see him again, she doesn't know how much perseverance it took to not retreat.

Seeing Zhao Xian sit up on her bare chest, and remembering the tooth marks and scratches on it, as well as the heat that almost melted, she breathed a little faster, tried to restrain the movement of the beginning, kept a cold face, and looked at Zhao Xian's eyes.

Seeing Sister Liu again, Zhao Xian recalled the absurd scene when the two of them were turning clouds and rain, his heart jumped slightly, and he couldn't help but look at her a few times.

Compared with before, her plump and bulging body has lost a few points, and the energetic smile on her face when she first met has disappeared, and her complexion is not very good, and it seems that what happened last time had a great impact on her.

"I remember all your words."

After a few glances, seeing that Mrs. An was impatient, Zhao Xian hurriedly replied. But he couldn't figure it out, he came to Kyoto secretly, how could he be discovered by Sister Liu without doing anything, could it be that Sister Liu is also in Xianweike Restaurant today?

When Mrs. An heard this, her body trembled slightly, and even her soft sword trembled slightly: "What did you promise me?" ”

Zhao Xian saw that she might be mad at any time, so he could only reply a little helplessly: "First, forget the events of that day, and never mention it to anyone, I have never mentioned it to anyone; Second, I can't be an official in the court, I don't want to be an official at all, I want to resign if I get rid of my guilt, but Lord Chen won't let me go; Third, I was never allowed to go to Kyoto, and I didn't want to come here, but they forced me to the battlefield, and I made a great contribution for no reason, and the emperor wanted to summon me, and I couldn't help it. ”

Except for the third one, who is a little weak-hearted, the other Zhao Xian have a clear conscience, and he has some confidence in speaking of it.

It's a pity that Zhao Xian didn't know Mrs. An's identity, so he successfully angered Mrs. An.

Mrs. An was angry in her heart, and said in a trembling voice: "You, a villain who is untrustworthy, obviously you are greedy for the power of the Zhenguo Gong, and you were tempted to come to Kyoto to pretend to be the heir of Anfu, and now you still want to be me, I can't understand the hatred in my heart if I don't kill you." ”

Mrs. An was already dizzy with a mess of thoughts, and she couldn't care about Beiqi's plan, she just wanted to cover up the unspeakable thing, raise her sword to destroy Zhao Xian and say anything else, but as soon as she exerted her strength, she felt a burst of nausea in her chest, her hands and feet were weak and her brain was dizzy, and her body that rushed forward was also slightly soft, and she fell on the bed.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't mess around. Zhao Xian saw that Mrs. An was really going to dodge it, so he took out the white bamboo pipe that Yijun gave him and was about to stop Mrs. An, but before he could do it, he saw her fall on top of him on a weak leg.

At the moment of life and death, Zhao Xian's mind turned very fast, grabbed her hands without saying a word, pressed her on the bed and locked her with her body, and just wanted to tie her up, but her whole body shook violently.

Mrs. An frowned and endured the stuffiness in her chest, and was hugged by Zhao Xian, her pretty face changed slightly, and she wanted to break free, but she saw Zhao Xian's upper body pressed against her, and her smooth thighs still locked her legs tightly, and this charming action reminded her of the terrifying scene in the drunken bamboo Xuan.

The same inn, the same bed, a trace of fear and panic flashed in Mrs. An's eyes, there was a little more shame on her face, and she struggled and said with a trembling voice: "You let go of me, you let go of me..."

"Are you pregnant?" Zhao Xian said incredibly, the flow of qi and blood is fluent, like a bead, it is indeed a happy pulse, he has followed the flower language for many years, and this pulse can still be distinguished.

Pregnant? Mrs. An's writhing body suddenly stopped, and her cheeks, which were still mixed with all kinds of emotions just now, suddenly froze at this time, as if she hadn't reacted yet.

Looking at the stunned woman under him, Zhao Xian was also a little incredible, this was too accurate, he actually won the bid once, should he say that he ploughed well or should her field be good? Or both, Zhao Xian thought about it for a while. I don't know whether to laugh or be surprised, or to be stunned, the hand that is about to move is also instinctively loosened, and looks at her with some dementia.

Mrs. An was so shocked by the news that she even forgot about the struggle, her face turned red and white, and she shook her head again and again: "No, impossible, I, I..."

Mrs. An's eyes were suddenly startled, and she suddenly remembered the strange eyes of the Feng Imperial Doctor who called her pulse, and persuaded her not to move around at will, it is best to find a quiet place to recuperate in recent days, and prescribed a lot of inexplicable drugs to her.

Wind Imperial Doctor her, didn't she find me...

Mrs. An's whole body shook violently, her heart was cold and cold, and even her body trembled slightly.

She has been widowed at home for many years, if this news spreads, how should she face the servants in the house, face the people of Kyoto, thinking of the strange eyes of everyone, she panicked slightly, how did she accept this.

Mrs. An shook her head in despair and said, "Impossible, I, I'm not pregnant, I'm going to kill you, I..."

Mrs. An's mind was a mess, she raised her hand to touch her long sword, but found that it had already been thrown away, she couldn't help but glared at Zhao Xian angrily, took a small sip and brought a burst of fragrant wind, and shouted incoherently: "You get out of the way, you let me kill you, I, I..."

I'm not stupid, Zhao Xian was slightly itchy by the twisted softness under him, and subconsciously changed a comfortable position to hug her, seeing that she even forgot that she knew martial arts and struggled like a wronged little woman, there was not much strength at all, Zhao Xian didn't use too much strength, and said with a sneer: "Sister Liu, don't look like this, I know that you are widowed at home and have no husband, I, Zhao Xian, am sorry for you, I will personally come to the door to marry the media, and I will not let outsiders gossip about you." ”

The children are all there, and they can't forget the past, as if it didn't happen, let a woman in the family bear the consequences alone, so that they don't become a beast, Zhao Xian doesn't mind having more pairs of chopsticks at home, anyway, he has a good impression of Sister Liu, and there is nothing bad about marrying home, and the feelings can be cultivated slowly.

Marry me? Mrs. An shook slightly, her eyes widened, and she stared at him tightly for a moment, tears gradually blurred her eyes, and it took a long time before she muttered, "Did you marry me?" Do you know who I am? Do you know how women will be treated by the world if they don't keep women's morals? I have a family, I have a daughter, and you hurt me like this, so you want to marry me? What do you want me to do in the future? ”

Zhao Xian was embarrassed for a while, his current status was low, and it was estimated that he would not be able to marry Sister Liu, and it was difficult to speak when he saw her tears, so he couldn't help but think about his words.

Judging from what Sister Liu revealed before, her identity must not be low, and she also clearly knows the plan customized by Master Su, who is she?

Zhao Xian thought about it for a long time and had no clue, thinking that the identity of Zhenguo Gong could do almost whatever he wanted, so he turned Mrs. An's cheek, looked at her and asked, "Sister Liu, what is your identity?" As long as it's not too outrageous, I should be able to marry you back in a few days. ”