Wei Lingmiao pinched the hilt of her sword, wanting to kill her with one sword.

"Is the source of all your actions your conjectures and speculations? This is your quality and ability as a young lady of the Kiyotaru Pavilion? ”

Gu Chao said.

"Then tell me, why are you upset again?"

"If you think Chang Yu is the most reliable, don't come to me to talk and ruin my mood for no reason."

"I, I didn't express it accurately, I didn't mean that."

"So what do you mean? I don't want Chang Yu to marry Song Jinyao, so you push someone to me? ”

"Hey, what do you mean by this, people are the first beauty in Qingcheng County, what do you mean by pushing, you are not happy, people may not be willing to marry you."

"Yes, she only has that Cisse in her heart."

Gu Chao was taken aback.

"Hey, don't tell you what I told you, this is still in someone's house, don't be heard by others."

"What's so bad about the facts?"

"You just can't say it anyway!"

"Then it's okay if I don't say it, you say, why do you want to match me and Song Jinyao?"

"You are talented and beautiful, I just want to try it, is it possible that you have a sweetheart?"

Gu Chao was hesitant.

"Tell the truth."

Wei Linghao still spoke in a very calm tone.

"I... I didn't really think about it that much, it was just ......"

Gu Chao glanced at Ling Zhuo as he spoke, and saw that he still looked cold and disbelieving, so he had no choice but to tell the truth.

After hearing this, Wei Lingmiao sneered.

"Before the daring banquet began, you had such an idea, let her marry me, be good to her, be good to Chang Yue, why don't you want to think about whether it is good to me?"

Gu Chao had the courage to say his truest thoughts.

"Then you're not a rich man in Kyoto, and I think you're actually pretty good, Bilmaa rely on the spectrum, I also said, if Song Jinyao marries Chang Yu, it will be repeating the tragedy of her parents, so I moved such an idea, and I thought you would like her ............"

"Gu Chao, I'll tell you today, I don't like Song Jinyao, I don't like anyone, please put your mind on business in the future, and don't think about helping this and that gang anymore."

Wei Lingmiao seemed to have the meaning of entrusting Song Jinyao to him because he recognized herself, and suddenly felt less angry in her heart.

Gu Chao was a little aggrieved.

"I know you think I'm nosy, but in my previous life, this wasn't called nosy, everything was alive in my life, important things, since you helped me so wholeheartedly, I will try my best to get rid of this habit when you cooperate with us, okay."

"If you think it's right, why do you want to change it?"

"Don't you always think I'm wasting my efforts and upset?"

"We are a cooperative relationship that gathers and disperses, so why should you accommodate me?"

Wei Lingmiao said seemingly unintentionally, but he actually wanted to hear her answer.

Gu Chao was a little overwhelmed all of a sudden, she originally thought that although there was a lot of unhappiness between them, it was not something that could be brought by a simple sharp word.

But now, he said it himself, it was the relationship between the benefits coming and the profits scattering, and Gu Chao felt very sad in his heart.

It's like treating a person as a friend and constantly tolerating him, and being attentive to him, but only getting him disdain.

Gu Hao nodded lightly and said

"Okay, I know, I'll grasp the distance in the future, I hope we have a good time working in the rest of the days!"

Gu Chao barely maintained a smile, and after smiling lightly at Wei Linghao, he turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Wei Linghao.

"I have someone I like."

Wei Linghao saw a deep disappointment in her eyes, and he didn't seem to be willing to let her leave so disappointed, but he wanted to say a few more words.

Although Gu Chao turned around, she still couldn't raise half of her interest, Wei Linghao's words just now had been lingering in her ears, and she understood that her father often said that people's hearts are unpredictable, and you should never trust others easily, because you can't tell their real faces.

And like Ling Zhuo, who took the initiative to say it himself, he can be regarded as having a conscience, at least he didn't assassinate others, he just put people's hearts in front of her, if he ran into someone else, and he already trusted this person seven points, I don't know what kind of trouble it would cause.

She remembered that Ling Zhuo had asked about the dark qi of the Qingzun Pavilion many times, and her heart suddenly became vigilant, yes, she had a fight with him not long ago because of this matter, he must have felt that he was a very defensive person.

In an instant, Gu Chao had already thought about it so much that she didn't hear what Wei Linghao said later.

"I like you."

Gu Hao's ears heard this sentence first, but her brain still didn't react, because she was thinking about things and couldn't receive other information for a while.

Just when Wei Linghao saw that she had no expression, thinking that she didn't care about this sentence at all, so she regretted her impulse and was about to turn around and leave, Gu Chao's face suddenly shocked.

Wei Linghao clearly saw that Gu Hao's eyes were slowly enlarged, and every inch of the texture on his face was written with incredible words.

It seems that the dust of the year is gone, and the old sideburns have rested. Heavy holding of the color pen to break the intestines, dripping thick ink is sad. The bright moon of the twenty-four bridges in Yangzhou, the mottled shadows. The forest has hatred and plays the flute, and the wind and snow are full of Guanshan. At dusk in the courtroom, the moon sank in the heart, and the wind and snow were long gone. has been a guest for a long time, and has lost a beautiful woman, always with a thousand charms, but only pity each other. The years are no longer gone, the early gray hair, the fate is sorrowful, and the youth is lost.

Looking back suddenly, the past is unbearable, Ziqing left, dimming the prosperity of this world, only the lonely shadow wandered a few times, drinking alone under the moon, and the shadow became dead; Mo on the flowers are not appreciated, who leads the red dust to fly alone? Alone and haggard, the sword looked sadly, and when he came, he didn't see a trace of plain clothes and elegance. The swallow in front of the hall, the smoke and rain, the moon flying alone, the lotus under the moon, the clear ripples, the mud swaying, the people in the building, dyed acacia.

21, [beautiful ancient style] There are countless passers-by in life, coming and going, passing by, and dreaming. However, he couldn't keep anything, one by one, in an instant, like a phoenix blowing a childish life like a flooded anthill, and it would be born and destroyed in an instant. Among the 3,000 passers-by, there will always be a soulmate who fits the soul, and knows each other in this life and meets in the next life. I would like to exchange countless flashy moments for an immortal eternity, to continue an immortal chapter, but, perhaps, it is just a dream.

However, the last look back on the bridge turned the last trace of nostalgia for Hongchen into two lines of tears on the pale cheeks. Tears into Meng Po soup, stationed in the first three life stones, the past and present lives, heavy reincarnations appear in front of you, the ice of thousands of lifetimes, ten thousand years of loneliness, at that moment all return to silence. But the parting of the previous life, the meeting in this life, and the reunion in the next life. Floating like a dream, a thousand twists and turns!

23, [beautiful ancient style] Don't be lovesick and disturb your heart, bitter as medicine, sad and a few knots, just with your heart to part, indifferent attachment, you can know the old people's face, don't tears ripple, ask Qing if you think about it, a glass of forgetful wine, enjoy the lonely moon alone, thousands of years are high, self-round, self-lacking, seek to be drunk in the world, indifferent and incomprehensible, want to only wake up me! Obsessed with reincarnation and love, the beauty of Qing, can be remembered and forgotten, seeing things without thinking about people, two strange roads, Yiren is beautiful, the country and the city, the end of the world, a round of bright moon, see the world.

24, [Beautiful Ancient Style] Mo Lu is gone, half of it is the fragrance of residual flowers, the people of the Qing Palace of Changmen do not call, the victory is passed away in the autumn and cold, Mo Wenqing,

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