"This is the wine ......" Zhao Ling shook his head, that was the wine he used to wake up his sword on weekdays, and Li resolutely didn't drink a drop of wine, the amount of wine was very poor, it seemed that it would not be better today.

As Zhao Ling said, after Li Yiran poured several mouthfuls, his whole face turned red, like steamed shrimp and crabs.

"Hey, hey, let me be quiet, who is this, isn't this our little prince of Nanzhao!"

"You're a good drink, it's good. I'll take two more bites for the uncle! ”

Li resolutely was nervous by the wine, and now he was confused. Zhao Ling had no choice but to stand behind him.

"Keep your head down."

"Oh."

A crisp hand knife went down, and Li resolutely passed out directly.

Zhao Ling smelled the other party's wine, and his eyes were full of disgust. I can't stay outside at the moment, and I don't know where he lives, so I can only take him in and take a look at it first, hoping that Zhang Ruoyu will go home later today.

I don't know why, Zhao Ling always felt a little guilty when he helped Li Yiran back to the room.

"Well, it's smoky, it must be."

"You guy, you can't drink enough, don't drink next time, trouble."

As the saying goes, what is afraid of something, Zhao Ling didn't want Zhang Ruoyu to see Li Yiran, but it was a coincidence, today Zhang Ruoyu was busy, thinking that he could get drunk with Zhao Ling by mentioning two pots of wine.

"Ah Ling, I brought two jars of wine from the winery, and we will rest tonight as soon as we get drunk!"

As soon as Zhang Ruoyu knocked open the door, he put it into Zhao Ling's eyes. A clumsy man balances two jars of wine in his hands, and a man with an invisible face in his arms.

"Oh oh, I'm sorry, it turns out that you have already drunk with your friends today, then I'll go back first, hehe, don't bother."

Zhang Ruoyu laughed twice in embarrassment, closed the door awkwardly, and then ran away with his back to Zhao Ling.

"Huhuhu, embarrassed to death, I don't know that people have drunk it with friends, and they still scream so loudly."

Zhang Ruoyu's big eyes turned around, and his eyes were full of embarrassment. I don't know why, there is an inexplicable sourness in my heart.

It turned out that during the time when he was not at home, Ah Ling had already made new friends, no wonder he said that he didn't go to find him. But it's good to have new friends, everyone is an adult, and you can't revolve around yourself all day.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ruoyu saw a lot. She put two jars of wine on the table, and chattered to one of them, as if she were comforting herself.

"......" When Zhang Ruoyu ran away, Zhao Ling wanted to call her out, but it became quieter and quieter, and in the end, he had no confidence to speak.

Stop her, and then what explanation? He was originally a person whose background was a mystery, and danger was accompanied by him every day, could he open up his identity and bring Zhang Ruoyu into danger, that was something that Zhao Ling could not do.

Originally, there was still the afterglow of the sunset, but seeing the sun sinking in the west, the moonlight getting thicker, and occasionally a dark cloud drifted by, trapping Zhao Ling to indulge in it.

He glanced at Li Yiran, who was full of alcohol, and sighed helplessly, in this situation, it is better to send this big Buddha back to his room first to avoid further accidents.

After Zhao Ling settled Li Yiran, after thinking about it, he still had to go to Zhang Ruoyu to have a good chat.

I hastily brought in someone, and I learned that I would meet her.

Tuk tuk!

"Who!" Zhang Ruoyu has the latest book in the teahouse, which tells the story of the female protagonist disguised as a man and followed the male protagonist to the battlefield.

Zhao Ling heard that she was in a bad mood, and mistakenly thought that her own affairs had embarrassed her, and her voice was a little lower than usual, and even had some sub-committee meaning: "It's me, Zhao Ling." ”

Zhao Ling?

Zhang Ruoyu was clever, hurriedly put down the notebook and melon seeds in his hand, ran to the door, opened a crack, and poked his head out.

She first glanced around Zhao Ling a few times and was relieved to make sure that he didn't bring a "new friend" in front of her.

"What's wrong, what's the matter?" Zhang Ruoyu asked.

Zhao Ling smiled a little bitterly in the gloom: "It's nothing, I just want to drink with you, didn't you bring so much wine back?" ”

"Your friend......"

"He got drunk himself, and I didn't drink a drop." Zhao Ling hurriedly explained, "Do you want to have a drink with me?" ”

Zhang Ruoyu looked at Zhao Ling's rare weak face, and was shaken for a while, and nodded again and again: "Okay." ”

When she came back to her senses, the two of them were already sitting under the osmanthus tree in the backyard, and what was on the table was like the two jars of wine she had brought back.

"It's been a long time since we've sat down like this to drink and chat."

I don't know why, looking at the darkening night sky, Zhang Ruoyu blessed his heart, and suddenly had such an idea.

"When I left the Zhang family, I thought that I must make a name for myself, at least not let the people of the Zhang family look down on me. Now that Qinggen liquor is no longer in the door, I have handed over the wine-making technique to Wang Jiang, and now I can collect money while sitting. ”

"I don't really have much idea now, I just want to open a wine shop of my own, and then let my mother be a second shopkeeper in it and help me take care of it, which is very good."

Zhang Ruoyu thought about it, smiled, and took a sip of wine in a muffled voice, only to feel that the dream was closer again.

Zhao Ling listened to the thoughts of the girl beside him and blinked.

From the first day he met Zhang Ruoyu to the present, he has always felt that she is a person with a great sense of purpose and planning, she has her own plans for many things, and even understands the sophistication of human feelings and the sinister world better than him who came out of the palace.

The two used to support each other to the present, but now listening to Zhang Ruoyu's description, it seems that there is no place for themselves in their future lives.

He thought about it, his heart was slightly bitter, and he asked what he thought without paying attention.

The breeze blew, and the faint grassy aroma of green root wine permeated the surroundings of the two.

Zhang Ruoyu drank to a hearty place, she haha, and then looked at Zhao Ling with a pair of drunk eyes and stunned: "Why are there you." ”

"You're not an ordinary person, you're going to leave sooner or later, aren't you?"

Zhao Ling lowered his eyes, a trace of loneliness drifted in his eyes, he hooked the corners of his mouth, and replied astringently: "Yes, I want to go." ”

Zhang Ruoyu drank to the head of Xing, patted Zhao Ling's shoulder, and there was a burst of sound:

"I've found out a long time ago, you have a secret! Hey, hey!"

"My secret can tell you ......"

"No, no, no, the secret that comes out is not a secret. Also, the person who came to you today asked you to go back, right? ”

After Zhang Ruoyu got drunk, he said all the things he thought about on weekdays, and he didn't see Zhao Ling's face beside him getting worse and worse.

"Yes, let me go back."

Zhao Ling also has the meaning of breaking the jar, if Zhang Ruoyu remains sober now, he may tell all the things about himself, just so that she can believe in herself, or leave a small place for herself in the future planning.

"Hahaha, I knew it."

Zhang Ruoyu's simple laughter came from the side, and the bitterness in Zhao Ling's heart was indescribable, he bit his lip, and his eyelashes trembled up and down.

"Perhaps, do you want to know all about me?" With three points of piety and seven points of apprehension, Zhang Ruoyu hesitated to speak.

But the wind blew a few times, and the osmanthus on his head had already floated away, but Zhang Ruoyu still didn't answer.

When he finally couldn't wait, and when he turned around anxiously, he saw that the beauty was already drunk and collapsed at the table, with the flesh of her cheeks pressed on her hands, and she was sleeping soundly.

"Either way, no matter what."

Zhao Ling laughed self-deprecatingly, he sat under the tree, and drank the rest of the wine by himself.

……

The next day, when the sun had already hung on the treetops and the sun was still shining outside, Li resolutely woke up from his hangover.

"Shhh......hh

But where is this place in front of you? He clearly remembered that he was looking for Zhao Ling yesterday, but the things behind him were a little vague.

With a squeak, the door was opened from the outside, and Li resolutely turned over cautiously and rolled to the innermost part of the bed, rolled up his body in a defensive posture, looked at the visitor cautiously, and shouted: "Who are you?" ”

Zhao Ling was holding a bowl of light vegetarian white porridge in his hand, carrying a long sword behind his back, and his body was full of sword qi.

"Who do you say I am? You slept in my bed last night and left me on the floor, and I haven't had time to settle accounts with you. What's the matter, General Li is now out of sleep and wants to turn his face and deny people? ”

After he drank wine with Zhang Ruoyu last night, he first sent Zhang Ruoyu back to the dormitory, stayed under the osmanthus tree for a night, and didn't come back until the morning to take the saber and go out to practice swords. estimated the time when Li resolutely woke up, and only then came in with clear porridge and vegetarian dishes.

Li resolutely was prompted by Zhao Ling, and yesterday's events poured in directly like spring water. He grimaced, scratched his head embarrassedly, hehehe said twice, quickly rolled off the bed, and took the white porridge in Zhao Ling's hand very naturally.

"Delicious! Delicious! This porridge is worthy of being made by you, it is really delicious in the world! ”

Consciously avoiding yesterday's events, Li resolutely gulped down porridge in an attempt to fool around.

Zhao Ling glanced at him, after all, this is his brother who grew up wearing a pair of open crotch pants since he was a child, and he knows this urine very well.

Putting the sword and the belongings on his body in their place, Zhao Ling sat opposite Li Yiran, a pair of narrow and deep eyes looked back and forth on him, and Li Yiran drank porridge faster.

"Tell me, what's wrong with coming here, could it be that something is wrong there?" Zhao Ling spread his fan and fanned the wind gently, but he couldn't sweep away the sorrow in his heart.

Hearing this, Li resolutely swept away the previous hanger, walked to the window and took a look at the bed, and only after making sure that there were no outsiders did he speak cautiously:

"There is chaos in the house, I don't know who spread the news that you came to Shangyang County to be assassinated, and now rumors about your life and death are spreading everywhere. I discussed it with my father, and he covered for me, and I came to Shangyang County to inquire about the rumors, and if I could find you, I would take you back first. ”

Zhao Ling frowned, and now things were a little more complicated than he imagined: "The Secret Guard reported that there was a team disguised as merchants on the way from the capital to Shangyang County, could it be that it was also your people?" ”