Zhao Po froze.

"What did you say?"

The words that had been buried in my heart for so long were finally spoken, and Zen Zhen became more calm. He met Zhao Po's gaze and said, "Miss, I like you." ”

"Which one likes?"

"Affection between men and women."

Zhao Po took a deep breath, sat down beside him, and said seriously: "Zen Zhen, I love Song Jue very much, I can't fit other people in my heart, do you understand?" ”

Zen Zhen reluctantly put on a smile: "I understand." ”

"You're still young, and you probably don't know much about feelings. There aren't many women around. I dangled in front of your eyes for a long time, and you fell in love. Later, when you see more women, you may find that I am not the person you really like. ”

"Miss," Zen Zhen's eyes were gentle and resolute, "I do not see many women, but I know very well my feelings. I like you, very much. I'm jealous of Song Gongzi, and I will also fantasize about staying with you. But I also know that you and Song Gongzi are in love, and I am not qualified to disturb them. I just want you to know what I mean for you. Maybe one day in the future, my feelings will fade. But now, I love you. ”

Zhao Po bit his lip and thought for a while. Finally, she said with difficulty: "Zen Zhen, when you recover from your injuries, let's go out for a walk." ”

"You're trying to drive me away?"

"Staying with me will only be torture for you. You'll see me and Song Jue every day. You will be a little jealous, some inferior, some lonely. Your emotions that are pure now will be tainted by these negative emotions. You might also attribute these emotions to love for me. Then sink into the quagmire of emotion, sinking deeper and deeper. Zen Zhen, you are the person I care about, and I don't want these things to happen to you. ”

Zen Zhen lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly: "If Miss wants me to go, I'll go." ”

Zhao Po stretched out his hands, straightened his head, and then looked into his eyes and said seriously, "I don't want you to go." I love the feeling of you being next to me. But no, it's a mistake. How can I drag you down the emotional abyss? Zen Zhen, this world is very vast, walk around and see, you will have a very different experience. ”

Zen Zhen looked at Zhao Po's face and nodded thoughtfully.

He poured two cups of tea, handed one of them to Zhao Po, and said, "Miss, I'll leave tomorrow." Before leaving, there is no goodbye. Let's replace wine with tea today, okay? ”

Zhao Po took the teacup and smiled with satisfaction: "Okay." ”

After touching the cup, Zhao Po drank it all.

Zen Zhen watched her drink, smiled, and drank the tea from his cup.

After drinking, he said, "Miss, I won't be there in the future, you must protect yourself." ”

"That's a strange thing, when did I stop protecting myself?"

"Be extraordinary, extra protective of yourself."

A trace of uneasiness flashed in Zhao Po's heart: "What do you mean?" ”

"Have you ever heard of the Heart-Connecting Medicine?"

"What's that?"

"The Heart-to-Heart Medicine requires two people to drink the same pot of potion. Among them, one is the master and the other is the subordinate. ”

Zhao Po looked at Zen Zhen in shock: "Could it be that what we just drank was the Heart Connecting Medicine?" ”

"Yes. You are the Lord, and I am the Servant. In the future, I can feel the same pain when my lady is injured. And I won't affect the lady in the slightest. ”

"And what if I die?"

"Then I will naturally go with the young lady. But if I die in front of Miss, Miss can get my life's internal strength. ”

Zhao Po frowned: "Quickly take out the antidote!" ”

"This is not poison, how can it be said to be an antidote?"

Zhao Po was angry and worried: "I naturally cherish life, why do you want to make such a show?" ”

"Although Miss cherishes her life, she cherishes the people around her even more!" Zen Zhen's voice was raised, his eyes were full of tears, and he said excitedly: "I'm not sure if Miss will do something stupid for others one day!" And I'm different, I only care about you alone, so I want to make sure that you live well for yourself and for me! ”

Zhao Po watched Zen Zhen for a long, long time.

Finally, she turned her head, turned around, and said in a calm tone, "I'll find a way to crack the heart medicine." You are seriously injured and have not healed, and you are not in a hurry to leave. ”

With that, she walked out of Zen Zhen's room.

Zen Zhen looked at her back, his eyes were lost, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The next day, on the way out of the house, Zhao Po saw Zen Zhen's house.

The door was closed and lifeless.

Her expression was gloomy, and she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

At this time, Wei Feng stepped forward with a solemn face: "Madam, Miss Gan has sent a message for help." ”

"Junliu? Distress? What do you mean? ”

"The guards you sent to the Gu Mansion before were all driven back by her, and you also ordered not to secretly spy on the Gu family, so we are not clear about Miss Gan's current situation. However, this morning, this piece of cloth appeared on the floor of the mansion gate. ”

Wei Feng handed over the strip of cloth, and Zhao Po took it and looked at it, on it was a sparrow tightly held by a filament. The sparrow's body oozed blood, and he was unconscious.

Zhao Po pinched the cloth tightly, was furious, and ordered: "Prepare the carriage and go to the Gu Mansion." Call a few more guards. ”

"Yes!"

Gu Mansion.

Zhao Po led a group of sturdy guards to press towards the door of the mansion with high spirits.

Where have the janitors of the Gu Mansion seen this posture?

Zhao Po, who saw it, led people up the steps, and the little guy mustered up the courage and just stretched out his hand to stop it, but was swept over by Zhao Po's sharp eyes, and his courage dissipated, and his hand was retracted.

Zhao Po entered the door with ease.

The servants and servants of the Gu Mansion stopped what they were doing, and looked at the group of people in unison, discussing timidly and excitedly.

Zhao Po stopped a maid and asked with a smile, "Hello, where is Gu Lei's yard?" ”

The maid looked at Zhao Po curiously and replied, "In the West Wing." After speaking, he also pointed to the west.

"Thank you."

It didn't take long to arrive.

Gu Lei heard the movement and ran out early. In his early years, he fought with people, one leg was lame, and he walked staggeringly, and when he ran it was more like he was doing some kind of funny dance.

At this time, he was standing in the doorway. In front of him was a team of people who were pressed by the black press.

Fortunately, the leader was just a woman, so he had the courage out of nowhere and asked Zhao Po: "Who are you?" ”

"Zhao Po."

"Zhao Po?" Gu Lei suddenly became timid.

Is there anyone in Huadu who hasn't heard of Zhao Po's name?

The prince of the Risheng Pavilion raised the elegant collection, and the hundred officials of the Weaving Moon Workshop rewarded the new products, and it is said that he also took the job of making the dragon robe for the emperor in the coming year, and the limelight is unparalleled.

Not to mention that she almost broke the arm of the second young master of the Shao family for the sake of the Red Lotus in the Red Sleeve Pavilion before.

If Zhao Po was the most beautiful woman dreamed of by the young masters of Huadu at the beginning, now she is simply a powerful female devil!

Gu Lei's legs still began to tremble, and he asked respectfully: "May I ask Miss Zhao, what is the so-called matter of coming to the Humble House today?" ”

"Come to see your lady."

Gu Lei raised his head in shock: "Miss Zhao has something to guide Cheap Nei?" ”

"Junliu and I are good friends. I'm coming to see her, what's wrong? Zhao Po looked at Gu Lei with a smile, but this smile made the latter break out in a cold sweat.

"This ...... I'm lazy and hasn't gotten up yet, so please come back another day. ”

"Junliu is lazy? It's funny. Zhao Po ignored Gu Lei and eagerly walked straight into the courtyard. Gu Lei just wanted to step forward to stop her, but was immediately blocked by Zhao Po's guards. More than a dozen guards surrounded Gu Lei, silent, and only stared at him coldly.

Gu Lei was so frightened that he squatted directly on the ground and smiled awkwardly.

As soon as he entered the house, Zhao Po asked about an inexplicable smell.

She frowned slightly, pushing open door after door, looking for Gan Junliu.

Finally, as the smell became stronger, Zhao Po saw Gan Junliu lying on the bed.

She hurriedly ran to the side of the bed and found that Jun Liu had several bruises on her face and blood oozing from the corners of her mouth.

Zhao Po's heart ached, and she called out repeatedly: "Jun Liu? Junliu? I'm Zhao Po, I'm here. ”

Gan Junliu tried to open his eyes and weakly spit out a few words: "Miss......"

Zhao Po took out Jun Liu's arm from under the quilt, checked her pulse, and then became furious.

"This bastard! Junliu, I'll take you away! ”

Jun Liu weakly grabbed Zhao Po: "Miss, don't worry, I'm fine......"

"Is this still called okay? You're pregnant, and he's beating you! ”