Zhuge calmly took the drunken Shu'er into his arms and whispered in her ear: "Come with me, if you drink it again, don't blame them for seeing through you as a woman." ”

Shu'er's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were confused, and she looked at Zhuge calmly, and said with a smile: "You drank too much, I am a broken sleeve, not a woman." ”

Zhuge calmly dragged her in the direction she came in, and said to everyone: "Borrowed, borrowed, your lord drank too much, I will take her to Yaowang Mountain to sober up." We'll see you later! ”

Without waiting for the eighteen hall masters to come over to say goodbye, Shu'er was calmly pulled by Zhuge into the cave where he came, and hurriedly walked out. The cave was narrow, Shu'er stumbled, knocked her forehead and rubbed her arm several times, Zhuge calmly had to pick her up horizontally, lest she stagger.

Shu'er had never been picked up like this, and she was dizzy and felt like she was in a dream. She wantonly leaned her head on Zhuge calmly and broadly shoulders, and played with a wisp of his green silk with her hand. She felt that this dream seemed to be a little fragrant. She could smell Zhuge calmly, she could hear his solid heartbeat, and she could look at the silhouette of his side face in the dark cavern in a daze.

For some reason, she was obviously drowsy, but her heart was beating like a drum. She asked softly, "Young Master Zhuge , am I dreaming?" ”

Zhuge calmly just wanted to hold her and quickly leave the place of right and wrong of the old people who defended the country, and walked quickly in the cave, walking like flying, not noticing whether Shu'er was asleep or waking up, let alone that she was holding his hair in her hands. She asked suddenly, and he realized that the person he was holding in his arms was so warm and soft. He could hear her breathing, and he could feel her breath even more, and it tickled his neck like a tingling itch he had never experienced.

He bowed his head and said to her, "In your dream, do you also call me Young Master Zhuge as well?" ”

She smiled and said, "You are the first time you appear in my dreams, of course I have to be polite." ”

He asked, "If you appear in my dream, should I still call you Boss Yan?" ”

She shook her head vigorously and said, "You can call me Shu'er." ”

He stopped his hurried footsteps, and in the dark and deep tunnel, he called softly: "Trees." ”

She laughed dizzily: "It must have been in a dream...... For too long, too long, no one has ever called me that. ”

He said: "Don't call me Young Master Zhuge anymore, it seems to be raw." ”

She thought that Lin Ying had called him "Brother Rong", so she blurted out: "I also call you Brother Rong......"

"Brother Rong?" Zhuge was stunned calmly, but Shu'er in his arms had already fallen asleep.

When Shu'er woke up, she found herself lying in a cave, covered with her own fox fur, the cave was spacious and warm, and the red-haired fox was lying on her side, and the fur on her back was rhythmically lying together, occasionally snoring, and sleeping soundly.

She had never drunk so much alcohol, let alone anything like that. She had a faint headache and abdominal pain, and her whole body ached. Eighteen days of martial arts fighting, coupled with strict training every day and tense nerves, suddenly relaxed, as if it was necessary to have a serious illness to recover.

The sun outside the cave was warm, and it was a fleeting sunny day in the West Ridge.

When she walked out of the cave, she saw the bamboo forest in the distance steaming hot and steaming. Curious, I walked over, and it turned out to be a hot spring in the mountains. There are many strange rocks on the edge of the hot springs, and clusters of wildflowers bloom in the cracks of the stones.

There is a familiar back in the hot spring, with green silk and upper body. With broad shoulders and well-defined muscles, he looks very strong and powerful. His skin was as clean and smooth as polished Qi white jade, and it was ruddy in the hot spring. Shu'er leaned against an ink bamboo and rudely admired the beautiful scenery in front of her. That person, whether he was dressed in gray and dancing a sword on the ice lake, or green silk soaking in a hot spring, was like an ink painting, noble and cold, and his nobility was difficult to hide.

Shu'er was looking at it in a daze, unwilling to get out of the painting, so she heard Zhuge calmly raise her voice: "Boss Yan, have you seen enough?" Why don't you come down and soak in the hot springs? ”

Shu'er turned away, no longer looked at him, and said, "I...... Let's not soak it yet...... Young Master Zhuge , you enjoy it slowly. ”

Zhuge smiled calmly: "Xiling Hot Spring is the most healing hot spring water in Kyushu. You have been practicing swordsmanship these days, and you have never stopped, and you should also soothe your muscles and bones. I deliberately went around the mountains to find this hot spring for you to recuperate. ”

Shu'er's heart warmed, but she couldn't remember how the two of them came to this place after drinking at Skull Gate yesterday. Shu'er said, "I'...... If you're hungry, go make a fire and boil water, and hunt ......"

Zhuge said calmly: "I have boiled the water in the morning, and I have been roasting the pheasant in the soil for a long time, don't you smell the fragrance?" It's not far from the mouth of the cave, you dig it out and eat it! ”

When Shu'er just woke up, the headache was uncomfortable, the stomach turned upside down, and he didn't smell the aroma of the roast chicken, but now he walked around for a while, slightly relieved, and followed the fragrance to find the roast pheasant buried in the soil. When she dug out a hot roast chicken, Zhuge calmly dressed and walked over.

Shu'er took a bite of the roast chicken and exclaimed, "It's delicious!" Unexpectedly, Young Master Zhuge is not only good at martial arts, but also has a lot of research on picnic cooking! Could it be that in addition to the martial arts canon, you also compiled a food canon? ”

Zhuge said calmly: "My father-in-law often said that smart people are smart in everything they do. The little fox also rushed over when he smelled the fragrance, and Zhuge calmly tore off a piece of meat and gave it to it, saying, "The bad fox is bad for everything." ”

Shu'er sneered and said, "You're never modest. ”

Zhuge asked calmly: "Boss Yan was drunk and unconscious yesterday, and he is not afraid that this immodest me will sell you to the Ten Sects and Eight Sects?" ”

Shu'er shook her head and said: "As smart as you, if you wanted to sell me, you would have sold it a long time ago, how could I eat roast pheasant here with you with the title of the lord of ten sects and eight sects?" ”

Zhuge said calmly: "I don't know if you remember, yesterday I said that the ten sects and eight factions are very likely to be the old people who defend the country." The wine they drank was the scorching rain of Weiguo, and they used Nanmu wine bowls produced near Dongyang, Weiguo. It seems that they are dancing with their teeth and claws, hiding the chivalrous heart of the patriotic knights. If they're just ordinary bandits, how can they always follow the rules of the game and come out unscathed? And the reason why you were able to successfully become their lord was probably because you held a sword forged by Meng Lin, and they mistakenly thought that you were a descendant of the Wei royal family. ”

Shu'er suddenly said: "No wonder everything is so bizarre and so smooth. But defending the country, wasn't it destroyed by King Wu of Song many years ago? ”

Zhuge said calmly: "Destroying the country is not the same as annihilating all the patriots. They have been hidden in the Xiling of Shu for decades, and I am afraid that it is not just as simple as bandits and road tyrants begging for a living. "If you want to talk about "The Ups and Downs of the Nations" with more like-minded people, follow "Hot Network or rd444" on WeChat to chat about your favorite books with more book friends