The two people on the couch were so focused on each other that they really didn't expect someone to suddenly break in.

The people outside the door didn't think that this would be the scene inside the house.

After an awkward silence.

Zhao Chen got up from Meng Yong casually, and the emotions that had finally been brewed also retreated.

She didn't look at Meng Yong anymore, but her eyes were slightly red, and she looked straight at the figure outside the door.

The pre-dawn darkness was mixed with the light of the candle flame, blurring the place to the extreme, but she was still staring closely.

Zhu Chongyuan stood there quietly, dressed in a military uniform with a cold light, carrying the sword that accompanied him on the battlefield in the past, and his eyes that had not had time to adjust were full of anger, and the intention of killing seemed to be about to reach the nine heavens.

"Uncle—" She lowered her head and called softly, getting up and walking towards him, one step at a time.

It wasn't until she threw herself into Zhu Chongyuan's arms that the latter came back to her senses, her back, which was no longer straight, bent down a few points again, and said busily: "Don't make trouble, it's too cold, frost has fallen on this armor, and then it will be cold to you..."

Zhao Chen shook his head, but his hand tightened, and said softly: "Is this armor hot, or hot-"

This person is still the uncle who quickly escorted her back to Beijing, put her out of the sheath for her, and killed her decisively.

"You kid, why are you still living more and more!" Zhu Chongyuan pretended to scold her and pulled her away, "Back then, you hid in the pile of dead people for so many days, and Lao Tzu didn't see you drop golden beans, and now this is a girl who has learned which family!" ”

Zhao Chen burst into tears and laughed, stood on tiptoe to roll back the restless white hair between his sideburns for him, and muttered: "It's not you, who are you going to scare when you turn this guy out?" Or do you think that this little scene is uneven? ”

"Lao Tzu is here to ask you, where did Gu Zhan's dog escape?" He held the hilt of the knife tightly with one hand and said hatefully: "Lao Tzu shouldn't have kept him back then!" If I had killed it soon—"

Zhao Chen shook his head helplessly, slapped his hand away, put down his knife, and quickly removed his armor despite his obstruction, and put this body neatly aside, before pulling him to sit down.

"Uncle, Shi'an has grown up..."She skillfully rubbed Zhu Chongyuan's shoulders until his tense muscles loosened, and then continued: "Not to mention that I can share your worries, at least I can protect myself." ”

She curled up his half-white hair with her fingertips, tied it up for him one by one, blinked her sour eyes and said with a smile: "Shi'an doesn't ask you for anything else, only asks you to live a relaxed life, and the rest of the rest is Shi'an..."

Meng Yong, who was on the couch, had been watching quietly, with confusion in his eyes.

Every time he felt that he knew Zhao Chen well enough, the other party would overturn his cognition with various actions.

From the scourge of waste to the greed for life and fear of death, and then to the recent lust and boldness... And all sorts of warnings to him—

seems to be affectionate but is actually ruthless, similar to the same kind of person as him.

This conclusion he had just made up, before it could be firmly attached, was erased by Zhao Chen's sincere and warm emotion-

"General Zhu really doesn't need to worry too much, I believe that Prince Wu has already handled the matter of Gu Zhan properly." Meng Yong suddenly spoke, and pulled the words back to Gu Zhan meaningfully.

Zhao Chen didn't care about his obvious questioning, and said calmly: "I saved Gu Zhan, uncle, he already knows that he is wrong, I think you should also hope that he will know his mistake and repent, right?" ”

"Y-you let him go?" Zhu Chongyuan was stunned, and then sighed again: "It's hard for you to have a heart." ”

He pulled Zhao Chen to sit beside him, and the strength he was going to fight and kill completely dissipated, and he hesitated for a while and said, "After the year, you ask Your Majesty for your order to be released!" Uncle will accompany you, let's leave the capital-"

"The world is so big, where can you hide?" She shook her head with a smile and looked at Meng Yong, who had an incomprehensible expression, "Besides, stability can never be obtained by compromise. ”

Zhu Chongyuan, who stopped what she was about to say, raised her voice to summon double happiness and whispered a few words.

After a while, Shuangxi went back with a cloth bag.

"Don't wear this anymore." She patted the sonorous heavy armor on the table, "You, the No. 1 general of Da Chu, don't dare to put it on easily, and it won't be good to scare those bad guys in the court." ”

Zhu Chongyuan was stunned, the pride of the past came back to his heart, and he laughed out loud: "Scared to death is counted as one!" ”

Zhao Chen opened the cloth bag with a smile, took out the black and yellow fur inside, picked it up and shook it, and then pulled Zhu Chongyuan to dress him up, and nodded with satisfaction after looking at it a few times.

"It's... Whole leopard skin? Good stuff, good craftsmanship, pretty nice peeling. Zhu Chongyuan liked to look inside and out, suddenly stopped, and said angrily: "This, who sewed this-it's such a waste!" ”

Zhao Chen lowered his eyelids unnaturally and coughed lightly: "Don't worry about this, you just like this skin." ”

"This sewing is too ugly..."Zhu Chongyuan couldn't help muttering: "The rough old men all sew better than this, and they are blind with a good skin." ”

"Alright, alright, go home!" Zhao Chen pushed him out as he spoke, "Zhu Li is estimated to be in a hurry!" ”

"In the future, this good thing will be given to me directly, but don't let people abuse it again-"

Meng Yong watched the two of them push and shove out of the house, and listened to their laughter and laughter gradually drifting away, and the temperature in his heart was swallowed up by the loneliness and loneliness little by little.

This person is still different from him after all.

…………

"You're impressive." As soon as Zhao Chen came back, he smiled and said: "You will plan and take advantage of the situation, you are not worse than you are below, but you are below, I really think you are in danger..."

He lowered his eyebrows, and there seemed to be a grievance in his voice, like a lover's love and responsibility.

"There's no way, since you don't want to settle down, then the king only has more snacks for himself." Zhao Chen said with a smile: "Otherwise, I'm afraid that I will be sold by a lovely person like you, and this king will still be in the dark." ”

Meng Yong avoided her outstretched hand and said lukewarmly: "You are always reasonable, what else can you say below?" ”

"There's still something to say." Zhao Chen couldn't smile to the bottom of his eyes, lay down on the couch, pulled his hand that was still stained with ointment, and motioned him to continue applying.

"Like what else do you know? Why do you quote this king to check these? ”

Seeing that he didn't move or answer, Zhao Chen smiled and held his hand, and said softly: "Ayong, this is the last chance, think about it clearly..."

Meng Yong suddenly smiled, his hand following her strength in return, and at the same time leaned down to her ear.

"You look down on it, it's not as powerful as you think, at most, you still know your uncle-"

Zhao Chen's hands clenched suddenly, his eyes were full of ruthlessness that he had never seen before, and said with a smile: "Meng Yong, you must know that this king will also kill people." ”

"There is no malice in the bottom, otherwise this time it would be more than just a soldier surrounding the bamboo garden." He withdrew his hand and put the ointment on her and bandaged it neatly.

"Would you like to believe it again next time?" He asked sincerely.

"Your Highness, someone has come to the palace, Your Majesty urgently summons you to the palace!" The sound of double happiness was mixed with the sound of a knock on the door.