The sky was surprisingly clear, and the sun was blazing. Mengzhu took Zhu Yongxing's hand and walked to the grove by the river. Here you can see starry wildflowers in the grass not far away, showing off their colors, and the aromatic smell dissolves and evaporates in the scorching heat. Unclear human voices could be heard in the distance, making the place even more quiet.

The two sit on a rock, leaning against the tree behind them, and keeping a distance that allows them to hold hands easily but not so closely. Occasionally, when the wind blows, the leaves of the trees rattle for a while, making people feel light.

"Since the age of 11, Ah Zhu and many sisters in the clan have not been allowed to participate in the flower jumping field." Mengzhu smiled bitterly with a little regret, tilted her head and said: "They are all locked up in the bamboo building, and Daddy has sent people to watch, so I can only listen to the music and noise in the distance, which is really boring." ”

"It's a pity that Ah Zhu can sing and dance, but he can't show it." Zhu Yongxing comforted casually, but his mind was thinking about what would happen after entering Yunnan. Searching for the information in his memory, he tried to intervene in the cracks of history in order to get the most favorable outcome for himself.

Mengzhu blinked, jumped up a little mischievously, and sang and danced in front of Zhu Yongxing.

"I love to sing songs when I sit for a long time, and I love to study ink when I write. Write fine words in ink, and sing songs to relax. Listen to my sister sing and sing Lang also sing, and listen to the wind blowing wood and playing. Pick up the song and sing it, listen to the wind and cool ......" accompanied by a tactful and soft singing voice, Mengzhu showed Zhu Yongxing his charming dancing posture.

The dance posture is very good-looking, Zhu Yongxing temporarily put down his worries and kept appreciating it. Mengzhu held up the palm of the hand on the shang, and the other hand that hung down was about to be buckled back, with the action of throwing one calf up. Her calves were very charming, her figure was graceful, and the silver rings on her wrists and ankles made a crisp sound when she danced, which was even more beautiful.

"A good man has a good woman, and he lives for a thousand years; Matched into mandarin ducks, mountains and seas are consolidated into Luanfeng, and the sky is long. Mengzhu's dance was over, holding Zhu Yongxing's hand, looking at Zhu Yongxing and singing with a smile: "Listen to my sister sing and sing Lang also sings, and the cultivation in the previous life is passing." Lang didn't open his mouth, and his sister was flustered, but she was afraid that Mo would be worthy of Lang. ”

This girl, knowing that I am not good, deliberately teases and tempts me with a duet. Zhu Yongxing smiled a little embarrassedly, and had the heart to say a few words about the alliance, but he felt that it was too vulgar.

Mengzhu's eyes were clear and soft, as if they were the sea water in the morning light, which made Zhu Yongxing couldn't help but be deeply attracted. In the sound of flowing water, in the shade of the trees, in the breeze, the eyes have replaced words, and they are in contact with the heart.

Zhu Yongxing was a little confused, he was not a saint who sat still, it was difficult to resist the magic in his eyes, and he only felt that every cell in his body was trembling under the inexplicable waves of happiness. He opened his arms, and he couldn't tell if it was Mengzhu who pounced on him, or if he took Mengzhu into his arms, and the two hugged each other tightly.

The warm body and jade body in his arms made the entire world world become brilliant, of course, it should be Zhu Yongxing's spiritual world, and a mysterious feeling was immersed in his blood. Hugging each other and whispering, the beauty and gentleness of Mengzhu seemed to purify Zhu Yongxing's thoughts and feelings, increase his courage and strength, and make him feel that struggle was more meaningful.

Fight to fight a heroic passion, kill to kill a happy one, love also makes it passionate, no regrets! Life itself is a gamble, and love is even more so. No one can predict the future, and no one knows whether their choice at this time will be right or wrong in a few years.

But when love comes, the most important thing to do is to let yourself have no regrets, don't let go of every opportunity, don't have the courage to pursue because love may burn us, at least she will let us have good memories in old age, at least she will let us tell ourselves that I once loved.

Zhu Yongxing hugged Mengzhu into his arms, and made up his mind to be the patron saint of this pure and beautiful girl, to make her happy for the rest of her life, and to make him and her descendants happy. And only by creating a world of freedom and happiness can he, her, and thousands of people be able to get what they want.

Zhu Yongxing was not born with the ambition to change the world, forced by the environment, his own safety, and then linked with personal happiness, this kind of courage to turn things around will increase day by day, until it becomes the ultimate goal for which he will fight bravely and unswervingly.

"Honey go to the flowers

The roses bloom, delicate and charming

Honey, you open your mouth

Indulge in the fragrance of flowers and feel like flying with the rain

In the blink of an eye, the rain drifted away

The world tosses and dances without feeling tired

There is no right or wrong, and there is no need to worry

The spring of love is stained with tears

The two of us are drunk and fluttering in the shade of flowers, spreading our wings

Keep this spring in the world

Don't worry about it

A few tears in my life

It's all left to the joy and laughter to face

The two of us were drunk with the shade of flowers and didn't notice the red leaves falling

Don't be responsible for how old this spring is

In the mortal years

Leave the world aside

I have no regrets about floating with you. ”

In the deliberately suppressed thick man's singing, Mengzhu snuggled intoxicated in Zhu Yongxing's arms, and her two big eyes shone eagerly. Her expression, her demeanor, her snicker, her shyness, all illustrate the characteristics of a girl who is deeply in love.

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Warmth and relaxation are short-lived, and in the general situation of uncertain future and long road, it may be an adjustment to relieve the pressure on Zhu Yongxing's heart, but it will never become his entire pursuit.

The further intimacy of the relationship made Mengzhu not only a reliable bridge for communication between Zhu Yongxing and the Mengshan Gram people, but also gradually became Zhu Yongxing's indispensable confidential secretary. Writing calligraphy is an insurmountable difficulty for Zhu Yongxing at present, and Mengzhu is the key to solving this difficulty, and it is also the only writer that Zhu Yongxing can trust at present.

The identity of the clan is extremely important, although Zhu Yongxing is worried about being a thief, but he has a clear understanding, so he can only pretend to be stubborn. Time is running out, and it is admirable to struggle from the bottom, but the situation of the building is about to collapse has not left Zhu Yongxing plenty of time.

By now, Zhu Yongxing should be glad that there were no officials from the imperial court accompanying him, otherwise he didn't know if someone would expose him, and he didn't know if Lu Dao would be ruthless and use people to implement his current plan.

As for that eunuch Zhao Guowei, as a witness, it must exist. Zhu Yongxing deliberately asked the patriarch Siwei to arrange him elsewhere, trying not to have direct contact with him first. The message to Zhao Guowei was also what Zhu Yongxing hoped he would believe and asked him to convey in the future.

God forbid! Let's start with the sword and blood! When a few days later, Zhu Yongxing walked out of the village under the escort of a team of fierce mountain Gram people, and walked farther and farther along the mountain road, he couldn't help but look back and let out such an emotion.