With doubts, Zhao Zheng put on his clothes and opened the door.

At this time, it was not long after dark, the oil lamp was lit downstairs, and there was a hidden moonlight outside the window, and the cloister could still be seen. Under the faint light, Nie Rong stood there prettyly, her fingers interlocked, and her face was worried.

"What's the matter with you?" Zhao Zheng asked politely.

"Alas, I wonder if Childe has time? If I have time, I have some worries that I want to talk to you about. I don't expect you to help me with anything, I just want to get you out of my mind. If I don't say these words, my heart will be depressed. Nie Rong sighed and said.

"If you have something to worry about, it's okay to talk to me, but it's night, it's not convenient to talk, wait until it's dawn, you can come to me again." Zhao Zheng hesitated for a moment and said politely.

"But I'm leaving tomorrow morning, if I don't talk to you now, I won't have a chance tomorrow."

"Actually, I don't care about anything, I'm just afraid that it will affect the girl's clear name, a man and a woman talk for a long time at night, and it's always not good to let you in."

"If you think too much, we won't do anything out of the ordinary, just talking, why be afraid not to question it."

"If you don't care, I don't care, and it doesn't hurt to talk to you. Where do you want to talk about it? How is it in the lobby? "Zhao is also a martial artist, and it will not be good if he twists and pinches again, so he simply agreed.

"What I want to say is some private talk, I don't want too many people to hear it, and I also ask my son to move and come to my room to talk, the table has been prepared with wine and food, we can talk while drinking." As soon as Nie Rong heard that Zhao Zheng agreed, her face immediately turned from worry to joy, and her two willow eyebrows also stretched.

When Zhao Zheng heard that even the food and wine were ready, he muttered secretly in his heart: "This girl looks quiet, she is quite open to doing things, and she is about to catch up with those women in the rivers and lakes." ”

Most of the women in this world are very reserved, pay attention to three obedience and four virtues, and do not step out of the door, but the women who practice martial arts will be relatively more open, and they are the so-called women of the rivers and lakes.

The two walked side by side, went downstairs together, and entered the "Ying" room on the second floor. The room was brightly lit, the aroma of wine and food was fragrant, and there were several delicate side dishes on the table, as well as two jugs of fine wine.

After taking a seat, Zhao Zheng did not touch the wine and food, firstly because he had already eaten it, and secondly, out of the most basic precautions. The rivers and lakes are sinister, and the wine and food provided by strangers cannot be eaten indiscriminately.

"I'm sorry to call you so late." Nie Rong sighed lightly and opened the conversation.

"It's okay, if you have anything to worry about, just say it, maybe I can help." Zhao Zhengdao.

"Since you don't bother, I'll tell you everything. I grew up in Qibao County since I was a child, and because I like to dance and write, I left my parents a few years ago and went to study at my uncle's house, who is a Xiucai, and I studied for a few years. Just a few days ago, my parents sent a letter to ask me to come back, saying that they had engaged me to a family affair and asked me to go home to complete the marriage. I have never met my fiancé and have no feelings, so I have always been a little worried about this journey, worried that my fiancé is not a person who can be entrusted with life. Nie Rong's eyelids drooped, and there was sadness in her eyes.

"The words of the parents are the words of the matchmaker, and the rules passed down from the ancestors are like this, even if you don't like it, you can't help it. I suggest you be optimistic, maybe your future husband will be an amorous man. Zhao Zheng explained.

"Alas, I don't have high requirements for my husband's appearance, I just want him to be able to read and be courteous, but I heard the letter that my fiancé's family has been in business for generations, and he doesn't even know a single word of Douda, and if I marry him, I'm afraid that I won't even have a common language after marriage." Nie Rong was very sad when she said this, picked up the wine jug and poured herself a full glass of wine, and drank it all. She probably knew the rules of the rivers and lakes, so she didn't rashly persuade Zhao Zheng to drink.

"Actually, it doesn't matter, you have a beautiful appearance and good facial features, and your fiancé will definitely like you when he sees you. After you get married, you can slowly teach him to read and hyphenate so that the two of you have a common language. ”

"The method you said is not bad, but I'm afraid he doesn't like Wenmo."

"He doesn't have to like Wenmo, as long as he likes you."

"And what if he doesn't even like me?" Nie Rong was still not enlightened, and she had a lot of concerns, so she took another sip of wine.

Zhao Zheng knew that the background of this era was too conservative and traditional, and it was unrealistic to disobey his parents' orders, so he did not persuade Nie Rong to find true love Yunyun, but patiently enlightened Nie Rong and let Nie Rong choose to accept this marriage.

The two of them chatted about this topic for more than an hour, Zhao Zheng didn't touch half a sip of wine and food during this time, but Nie Rong drank a lot of stuffy wine, so that her face and neck were flushed, and even her eyes were blurred. Zhao Zheng's words are quite useful, Nie Rong is a lot more open to marriage and chooses to accept this marriage.

Zhao Zheng saw that Nie Rong was about to drink too much, so he said a few words of dissuasion, and then got up to say goodbye, not wanting to stay any longer.

"Thank you for talking to me, I'm in a much better mood, it's getting late, you go back to the house and sleep." I'll send you. Nie Rong stood up slowly, looking drunk, almost falling to the ground, holding on to the table before barely standing firmly.

"How did you drink so much and still be able to stand?" Zhao Zheng asked with a frown.

"It's okay, don't worry." Nie Rong squinted her eyes, raised her jade hand and rubbed her forehead, as if the wine was getting stronger.

"Do you seem to be okay?"

"It's okay...... It's really fine......" Nie Rong said and closed her eyes, as if she was about to fall asleep.

"Don't sleep, if you want to sleep, wait until I'm gone." Zhao Zheng hurriedly shouted.

"I'm a little confused, you can help me to bed." After Nie Rong finished speaking, she planted it to the side.

Zhao Zheng reacted quickly enough, supported Nie Rong, and shook it a few times, but Nie Rong did not sober up because of this. In desperation, he had to help Nie Rong walk to the bedside. He held Nie Rong's arm in both hands, and felt that his hands were full of the tenderness of his daughter's family, soft and soft, very comfortable. The smell of wine and the smell of his body also crept into his nose, provoking his sense of smell.

He was a little distracted, but not so tempted that he couldn't resist the temptation. He was secretly glad that he didn't drink, otherwise he would have been in trouble after drinking. He is a responsible person, and if he does something out of the ordinary to a woman, he will definitely marry this woman.

After putting Nie Rong down, he didn't dare to move Nie Rong's delicate body, he didn't even take off his shoes, and directly covered him with a quilt. Seeing that Nie Rong was asleep, he blew out the oil lamp and left the room.

"This woman's courage is too big, Jing Ran drank so much wine in front of the strange man she just met, fortunately she met me, if she encounters a bad one, wouldn't she lose her chastity." Zhao Zheng secretly slandered, then asked the shopkeeper for a lock, locked Nie Rong's door, and then went back to his room and continued to sleep.

There was no word all night, and the next day dawned.

Zhao Zheng got up and freshened up, when he was about to go down for breakfast. The shopkeeper knocked on his door and handed over a well-folded note, saying that it was handed over to him by Miss Nie Rong. He opened the note and saw that it was written with a very short sentence.

Ask the son to go to the woods in the back mountain alone, and the little woman has something important to talk about, and she will not be separated. Nie Rong handwritten.

It turned out that Nie Rong invited him to take a trip to the woods in the back mountain, and he didn't know what he had to say.

Could it be the topic of last night?

Or maybe Nie Rong didn't worry about him and wanted to ask him if he did anything deviant last night?

What can't be said in the inn, but has to go to the woods in the back mountain?

Zhao Zheng couldn't figure it out, staring at the line of juanxiu fonts, and frowned slightly.

"The young shopkeeper is really charming, this girl has only been here and started writing love letters to you." The shopkeeper didn't know what to do, and said jealously next to him.

"What nonsense, it's not a love letter, it's just an appointment to come over and say a few words." Zhao Zheng glanced at the shopkeeper. He didn't care about being misunderstood, but he was afraid of ruining the reputation of the girl's family.

"That's more powerful than a love letter, it's an offer to ask you to go on a tryst."

"You're a big-headed ghost, she's already a separate fiancée, and she wants to get married when she goes back to Qibao County, and she has nothing to do with me. If you call me over this time, you must have something serious to talk about, don't spread rumors for me. ”

"She's going to get married?"

"It's o."

"Alas, another good cabbage is going to be arched by a pig." The shopkeeper sighed.

"Don't worry. You also have a good cabbage arch sooner or later, so you don't have to sigh. Zhao Zheng folded the letter, stuffed it into his sleeve, told the shopkeeper a few words, and then went to the appointment.

Along the way, he had been guessing Nie Rong's purpose, but he never had a clue. He walked for a long time, but he still didn't see Nie Rong in the woods in the back mountain. He was a little puzzled and shouted a few words, but he didn't get a response. He guessed that Nie Rong had entered the depths of the forest, so he walked forward a little further.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly flashed from behind a tree in front of him, shooting at a lightning speed.

Zhao Zheng's heart was cold, and he immediately dodged to the side, but after all, he was half a beat slower than the golden light, and was hit by the golden light on the small stomach of his right leg, and the blood splashed and hurt into the bone marrow. He didn't have time to think about it, so he subconsciously jumped onto a branch and hid behind a tree. He listened intently to the movements around him, staring at the sides out of the corner of his eye, paying attention to the wind and grass around him, and his nerves tensed. Because of the shock and severe pain, beads of sweat quickly broke out on his forehead.

He was invited to come but was attacked by a sneak attack, and after a little thought, he realized that it was a trap. He thought of Nie Rong's harmless appearance and superb acting skills, and scolded a few times in his heart. In addition to scolding Nie Rong, he also scolded himself a few words, he really shouldn't be so careless. But now even if you blame yourself, it's useless, and finding a way to get out of the current crisis is the most important thing.

He couldn't guess who the enemy was or what the purpose of the enemy was in, but one thing was for sure—the strength of the enemy must not be very good! Otherwise, there is no need to make such a big turn, and go to great lengths to set up a beautiful plan to deceive him.

Thinking of this, he settled down for a moment, quickly pulled out the sword of life hanging from his waist, and then glanced down at the wound on his leg. The wound was so deep that the entire dart had penetrated into the flesh, and it was bleeding profusely. This injury would greatly affect the movement of his right leg, which was extremely detrimental.

It seems that if you want to get out of the way, you have to fight to the death!

(To be continued)