Chapter 391: Journey to the Rivers and Lakes (3)
The man in the green robe said very lightly, like a spring breeze, gently blowing on his face. Ling Yu only heard a few words, and looked at him suspiciously: "Could it be that you are me...... My mother sent me for it? β
The man smiled slightly, but did not answer. The more Ling Yu looked at it, the more he felt that it was not like it, this man did not have the serious and rigid atmosphere of the palace guards, but like a child of the rivers and lakes who traveled in the rivers and lakes, wearing a green shirt, bright and uninhibited. Her face couldn't help but turn red again. She had never seen such a bright man when she was so big.
"Who the hell are you?! Why are you following me?! Ling Yu's snow-white face was three points of doubt, seven points of vigilance, if she heard it correctly just now, he knew his mother. And she was not so naΓ―ve, thinking that a big man could meet her so coincidentally in this barren mountain and wilderness, and just happened to save her.
"Little girl, what do you want to do so much, I haven't asked you how to take this kind of remote mountain road, what if you run into a bad guy?" The man laughed, patted her on the head, and asked casually.
Ling Yu looked at him scrutinically, making sure that he didn't catch himself back, so he snorted, untied his saber and said, "I like it, I want you to take care of it!" You really weren't sent by my mother? If yes...... Hum! β¦β¦β
She turned her head suddenly, drew her sword, and looked at him with a hideous look. A faint smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, his fingers curled into a lotus shape, and he suddenly flicked it twice, Ling Yu only felt a numbness in his wrist, and the long sword fell to the ground.
Before she could react, the man scribbled sideways, the corners of his long green robe fluttered in a dashing manner, and the next moment, the long sword lay obediently in his hand.
Handsome eyebrows and starry eyes, the man's smile was like the sun shining in front of her, and the heart that had been ignorant suddenly slowly unveiled like this, and something poked out of his head.
"My name is Zhanfei. I'll protect you later. He handed her back the sword, and the smile in his eyes did not diminish, as if looking at a little naughty child, with infinite tolerance, and that smile was so bright that it could still illuminate her whole world.
Ling Yu looked at him blankly and asked stupidly, "Why?" β
Protection?! He even said that he would always protect himself? Fang's heart jumped suddenly, and there was a different taste wrapped around her heart, which she couldn't explain or understand.
"Why? Are you really sent by my mother? An obsession drove her to break the casserole and ask for the end.
His bright eyes suddenly darkened, and then he smiled indifferently: "Entrusted by the deceased, is it any difference between your mother?" β
When he said this, he was casual and uninhibited, but Ling Yu vaguely felt a sense of loneliness contained in it, thinking, her pretty face sank slightly: "Since my mother sent you, then you can go back." β
Zhan Fei was stunned, Ling Yu's pretty face was slightly raised, and her tender red lips were stubbornly pursed, this expression was very similar to that woman.
He once asked her if he wanted to take her away, or if he was trapped in this army of ten thousand, she looked at him like this, and then resolutely walked towards the man in the center of ten thousand people, and the blood of the killing next to her was splashed on her palace skirt, bright red and bloody. She was the same as always, with only the emperor with a declining face but still barely standing.
The past overlapped, and such a vivid face seemed to have passed through the years and appeared in front of him again...... Zhan Fei was stunned for a while.
After Ling Yu finished speaking, he took the sword and walked forward sullenly. She's not a child and doesn't need protection!
The mountain road is rugged, the trees are tall, and only the Zhizhi on the trees can be heard screaming desperately, one by one, and the noise is unpleasant. The mountains were as green as promises, just like the man's green shirt, so vibrant, shaking in front of her.
There were no footsteps behind him, and he didn't follow. Ling Yu only felt panicked, silent, except for silence or silence, except for the chirping of grass insects, unknown birds fluttering by, shaking the branches, there was no other sound.
After walking a mountain road, Ling Yu finally couldn't help but glance back, his eyes were full of jade mountains, but he couldn't see the figure. She sat down on the ground, clutched on her knees, and sobbed quietly.
What's going on today? It's the third time I've cried so fragile...... But this time it's clear what's different. My heart was swelling and uncomfortable.
She knew that his name was Zhanfei, she knew that he was sent by his mother to protect her, she knew that he was strong in martial arts, and she knew that he said that he wanted to protect her...... But what's wrong?
She thought about it, but she couldn't understand what she was sad about, and after crying for a while, she stopped crying a little, and only lowered her head to pull the grass in her hand.
"Plop!" A piece of soil was thrown in front of her, and the splashed pieces fell on her face, Ling Yu was not wary, and ate a mouthful of soil. Hurriedly jumped up.
Looking up at the place where the clod of dirt came from, I couldn't help but burst into tears. I saw that the man was nestled among the branches, his green shirt fluttering in the wind, looking at her with a smile: "Crybaby, haha, I said ...... right"
Ling Yu blushed, wiped the tears on his face, and said loudly, "What are you doing with you?!" Shame on the face! Hum! "But there was a sparkle in his eyes, like the brightest jewels.
Zhanfei laughed and smiled very happily: "If I don't follow you, what if the whole mountain is flooded with your tears?" His black cloth boots swayed among the trees, his green shirt flowed, and a few strands of black hair were scattered around his face, making him even more chic and uninhibited. A pair of eyes were shining, like a beautiful beast, and looked straight at her with a smile.
Many, many years later, Ling Yu could recall what he looked like back then, so sparse and handsome, in the mountains in late spring and April, like a clear spring, flowing into her heart, and she could no longer give up.
Her heart trembled greatly, and then she lowered her head: "I don't want you to come here on my mother's orders." The voice was low, but he heard it.
Zhanfei laughed, jumped down lightly, and stood in front of her with a few taps of her toes, and said lightly: "Your mother is your mother, you are you." If I don't want to, she can't order me to do anything. When he said this, a sense of pride abruptly arose.
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