The two daughters have grown up together since childhood, and they are very affectionate, but they have a habit of raising each other's bars since childhood. {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}

After a while, there was another quarrel.

Boom!

Li Mochou pulled out the long sword he was carrying, and the blade was aimed at Huang Rong, and on the other side, Huang Rong's hands also had a pair of water-splitting thorns.

Immediately, a fight is about to start.

fell into Lin Chaoying's eyes, took two steps forward, separated the two little sisters, and scolded even more:

"Okay, what are you doing here!"

"Yes, big sister/master." The two women first glared at each other fiercely, and then nodded in agreement.

"Let's go back first." stopped the second daughter, Lin Chaoying greeted the second daughter, wanting to take them back to the inn first.

Unbeknownst to her, the second daughter obediently went with her, but Zhu Hefeng remained motionless and still stood there.

"What are you doing, don't you go back to the inn?" Lin Chaoyingdai frowned slightly and said in a low voice.

Zhu Hefeng smiled and said, "You go back first, I still have some things to do." ”

As he spoke, his eyes rolled and fell on Huang Rong's body, "Rong'er, I can only go back tomorrow morning, and when the time comes, don't forget to leave my share of the snake soup!" ”

"Humph!" Hearing Zhu Hefeng say this, Huang Rong couldn't help but snort, and raised her head like a proud swan, "I don't want to, when you go back, don't even think about seeing any snake bones." ”

"Won't it?" Zhu Hefeng pretended to exaggerate and said loudly, "It's so poisonous!" ”

"It's so poisonous." Huang Rong chuckled proudly, turned around and ran in the direction of the inn. Seeing this, Lin Chaoying and Li Mochou hurriedly followed.

Before Lin Chaoying left, her sword eyes stared at Wuwuzi, her husband, and there was a trace of firmness in the depths of her beautiful eyes.

"Hehe, Chaoying, you really know me." Under the night sky, Sanssouci stood alone outside King Zhao's mansion, the night wind blew, rolling his clothes, making his clothes tremble, and there was a trace of depression in his expression.

In the end, Yoyo smiled, let out a laugh, and disappeared outside the Zhao Wangfu.

………………

Zhao Wangfu, backyard.

In the past, Wanyan Honglie fell in love with Bao Xiqiao at first sight, took her from the Song Dynasty to the Jin Kingdom, and regarded Yang Kang, the son of her ex-husband Yang Tiexin, who was born to Bao Xiweak, as his own, and made him the little prince of Zhao Wangfu. Subsequently, in order to satisfy Bao Xi's weak wishes, he sent people to Lin'an City to relocate all the former residences of Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiweak to Zhao Wangfu.

Since then, in front of people, Bao Xiweak is his glamorous Princess Zhao, but behind people, Bao Xiweak has been hiding in this wooden house, holding the iron gun left by Yang Tiexin day and night and crying bitterly.

This night, in the wooden house, Bao Xi leaned weakly on the kang, holding the iron gun left by Yang Tiexin in his arms, crying nonstop.

On the wooden table in front of him, the candle flame flickered, illuminating the entire wooden house, and the shadow was even more lonely under the light.

Crying pear blossoms with rain, painful.

"Brother Tie, Brother Tie." called her ex-husband's name in her mouth, and she was very sad and miserable.

Swish!

I don't know how long it has been, but suddenly there is a crisp sound in my ears. Then, a gray-black figure appeared in front of the wooden table.

Syllable!

Carefree sat in Bao Xi's weak home in a Taoist robe, picked up the teapot, and poured himself a cup of cold tea for himself lightly, looking indifferent.

The voice in his ears woke Bao Xi from the pain, and his long sleeves wiped the tears on his jade face, and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

"Who is it?"

"I haven't seen you for many years, and I'm sorry for the weak." Zhu Hefeng tasted the herbal tea in the cup slowly, when he just poured it out, the tea in the cup was still cold, but when he lifted it, the teacup was already hot, and when it was brought to his mouth, it turned into a cup of hot tea.

"You...... You are? Seeing the person in front of him clearly, Bao Xiweak was stunned for a moment, and then his beautiful eyes showed a deep horror.

A tender white finger stretched out, pointing at Sanssouci, the dusty memory in his mind was awakened, and there was only one piece of disbelief in his beautiful eyes.

When she was a girl, there was a Taoist priest who made her fall in love, he saved his younger brother at the hands of human traffickers, but because he exposed himself, he was resisted by the people around him, and he had to choose to leave the Taoist temple handed down by his ancestors alone.

And after he left, that Taoist temple was also bulldozed by all of them. Since then, the man has disappeared from his life.

Soon after, under the arrangement of her parents, she married Yang Tiexin, and under the ups and downs of fate, she finally became the princess of Zhao Wangfu.

Originally, she had forgotten about the other party, but she didn't know that the other party actually appeared in front of her again. More than 20 years have passed, and his appearance has not changed at all under the changes of time, as if time has already stagnated in his body.

"Carefree Son!" A title full of complicated feelings was called, and Bao Xiwan looked at the other party in disbelief and muttered.

"You...... You're alive? ”

Sanssouci drank all the tea in the cup, and said with a casual smile: "Of course I am still alive, and I live very freely." ”

"It's you, I haven't seen you for more than 20 years, from a rural village girl, to become the princess of Zhao Wangfu, it's really proud!"

The words were in his ears, and Bao Xi felt a sense of resentment from these words, and he couldn't help but think of the scenes of girlhood in his mind.

At the beginning, they were afraid of each other's martial arts, and the seemingly ordinary people around them suddenly became unusual, which really caused them a lot of excitement.

Fundamentally, ungrateful!

If time could go back, maybe she would marry him according to other people's ideas.

Between the turns of his mind, Bao Xiweak couldn't help but think of Yang Tiexin, and then remembered Wanyan Honglie, and his beautiful eyes were full of tears again.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Hefeng noticed that Bao Xi was weak out of the corner of his eye, and asked casually, "Do you need to see a doctor?" ”

"Dao Chief, be ...... I was sorry for you back then. Bao Xiwan got up from the couch, came to Zhu Hefeng's side, and knelt on the ground with a snap, with tears in his beautiful eyes, "I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for Brother Tie, I became the princess of Jinren." ”

"You're not sorry for me!" Zhu Hefeng put down the empty teacup in his hand and sat on the bench, "You're just sorry for Yang Tiexin." ”

"Brother Tie?" Hearing the name of the man he loved the most, Bao Xi's weak jade body trembled, and his smooth cheeks showed a little excitement, "Dao Chief, do you know the whereabouts of Brother Tie?" Please, tell me quickly! ”

In the end, the mantis knocked down heavily and prayed to the other party!