The little girl heard him talk about Tang Jieyu, and bit her lip reproachfully: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect Cuiyun Hall to suddenly go away." That day, everyone's attention was on the first emperor, but they didn't expect Tang Jieyu to have an accident. ”

Her tone was especially low, and Zhao Zhen almost thought she was crying.

However, when I looked closely, I found that there was not.

Zhao Zhen felt ridiculous about his thoughts.

"Forget it." He said this not only to Wen Zhiluo, but also to himself: "The matter has passed, my mother is dead, and you didn't kill her, you don't have to apologize to me." I have one more question for you. ”

Wen Zhiluo raised his head blankly: "What? ”

Zhao Zhen looked at her directly, and the corners of his mouth curved into a wisp of seeming arc: "Why didn't you marry the emperor?" ”

"......" Wen Zhiluo's mind was confused.

He said...... What the?

The color of blood spread from her neck to the base of her ears, and the little girl was ashamed and angry, glaring at her angrily, like a little beast about to blow up. Zhao Zhen looked at her like this, and couldn't help but smile from his throat.

He was naturally low and magnetic, and there was no sound around him, when he heard his low laughter, burning her ears for no reason.

The little girl's face was even redder, but it wasn't noticeable to the extent it had been.

She couldn't express her annoyance, she just felt that this person was so annoying, and she hated it to death.

will bully her.

"I'm leaving!" The little girl said with a tense face.

Zhao Zhen patted her on the head, raised her eyebrows and said, "Old friends reunite, why don't you have a glass of wine together?" ”

"Didn't you drink it just now?" At the feast.

Zhao Zhen smiled, "There were too many people just now, and they weren't happy, so can we just do it?" ”

"Nope." The little girl didn't give any face.

Zhao Zhen sighed, feeling that the little girl was a little difficult, so he had to provoke her: "Are you so afraid of planting it in my hands?" ”

"Who's afraid!"

Zhao Zhen raised his hand and tapped her forehead, "Let's go." ”

When the little girl followed Zhao Zhen out, she saw Wei Xiang standing not far away waiting for her.

Zhao Zhen glanced at Wei Xiang.

Wei Xiang lowered his eyes.

"Well, you go back first. I have something to talk to the prince. Wen Zhiluo comforted his subordinates.

Wei Xiang bowed his head and agreed, and whispered a few words to pay attention to safety, Wen Zhiluo reassured him, and Wei Xiang reluctantly left.

Zhao Zhen raised his chin towards Wei Xiang's back, looked at him and said with a deep smile: "This kid is loyal." ”

*

The two sat in Zhao Zhen's courtyard and drank.

Wen Zhiluo generally only dared to drink a lot of alcohol, but Zhao Zhen poured one cup after another into his stomach like water, and he had to clink glasses with her. Wen Zhi Luo Ben was expecting to get him drunk, and then she put some news out of his mouth, but she failed.

The little girl's cheeks were crimson, one hand supported her chin, the delicate skin from her collarbone to her neck was revealed in front of Zhao Zhen's eyes, and the other hand was shaking the wine glass, and her mouth was screaming hot.

"Zhao Zhen, I'm so uncomfortable." The little girl's eyes widened, her eyes were misty, and the lines she spoke were unusually bad.

"......" The string in Zhao Zhen's mind tightened, glanced at her, and hovered on the edge of the break.

This girl is even more desperate when she grows up than when she was a child.

Fortunately, it was him, and he couldn't imagine that she was seen by other men.

Seeing that he ignored her, the little girl pursed her lips and directly took off her clothes, leaving only a bandeau skirt on her body. Large patches of snow from shoulders to chest are exposed to the air, and there is a pair of beautiful butterfly bones behind it.

The bandeau skirt outlines the curvature of the chest very well.

Zhao Zhen took a deep breath and pinched the wine glass in his hand, trying to suppress the irrepressible desire in his mind. Lowering his eyes, he helped her pick up the outer cloak and persuaded: "Put it on." ”

His voice is extremely hoarse.

The little girl looked at him suspiciously, reached over and touched his face, "Do you have a cold?" ”

Her fingers were slightly cold, soft and delicate to the touch, Zhao Zhen's head tilted back, and said in her heart, if you provoke me again, I won't care about any beasts or beasts.

"Nope."

He grabbed the hand she had caught up with and rubbed it unconsciously.

The heartbeat is almost static.

He suddenly had a thought, close to her, close enough to smell the faint fragrance of her. The little girl didn't hide either, blinking curiously and staring at him.

Good to death.

Zhao Zhen held her hand and put it on his face and said, "Zhiluo, I want to tell one thing." ”

"Hmm."

"Something very important."

"What?" She laughed.

He leaned into her ear and lowered his voice, "I like you." ”

When the little girl heard this, she was stunned, staring at him in disbelief, her ears were entangled by his warm breath, and she slowly turned red, and her eyes were a little timid.

"Are you serious?"

"Really."

"How much do you like it?" The little girl asked again.

She likes a lot of people, she likes her father and brother, she likes many people around her, but there are only a few favorites.

Zhao Zhen's eyes were dark, he looked at her meticulously, and his fingers gently rubbed the corners of her eyes, "Do you want to know?" ”

The little girl hesitated slightly, and finally nodded: "Yes." ”

"Marry me, and you'll know."

"Marry you?" The little girl bit her lower lip and seemed to think, "I'll think about it." ”

Zhao Zhen's heart skipped a beat.

"Think?"

"Well, think about it." The little girl yawned, rubbed her eyes with her fingers, plunged into his arms, and muttered, "I'm so sleepy." ”

Zhao Zhen's hand was a little nowhere to put it.

He smiled and sighed, put the outer cloak on the little girl, wrapped it tightly, the little girl's hand was restless and wanted to tear the outer cloak off, but he held it down, "Don't move." ”

The little girl snorted twice, but there was no movement.

He tapped her twice on the back and said, "Just sleep in my room, okay?" ”

She mumbled an "um".

It's not the first time anyway.

Zhao Zhen picked Wen Zhiluo up, put her head in front of his chest, leaned more comfortably, and then walked towards the house.

The door is closed.

In the corner, a figure stepped out, its pale face ghostly in the moonlight.

She is Zhao Zhen's side concubine, Hu Qingyun, the daughter of the Hu family. At the beginning, in order to win over the Hu family and the Li family, Zhao Zhen had to agree to their request and marry the daughter of the two families as a side concubine. However, the position of this concubine is nothing, and the two of them have lived a cold life in the palace, and they are still virgins.

Hu Qingyun sneered in the dark.

*

That night, Wen Zhiluo still slept on the bed, and Zhao Zhen made a bunk on the floor.

In fact, Zhao Zhen could go to the guest room to sleep, but he was worried that the little girl would have an accident at night, so he still accompanied her.

Wen Zhiluo woke up and completely forgot about last night, only remembered that he and Zhao Zhen were drinking, and then they seemed to be drunk, as for what the two said, they had no impression at all.

When she woke up, Zhao Zhen was sitting on the kang reading a book. Wen Zhiluo stumbled up to Zhao Zhen with an embarrassed and confused expression: "Why am I here?" ”

Zhao Zhen put the book down and raised his eyebrows: "Don't remember?" ”

"Hmm."

He was disappointed, but he had expected this to be the end, otherwise he wouldn't have told her that last night. He smiled bitterly and explained, "You were drunk last night, and it was not convenient to send you back to the guest house, so you stayed." ”

Wen Zhiluo suddenly realized "ah", and thanked him embarrassedly: "That really bothers you." ”

"It's okay."

*

The purpose of Wen Zhiluo's trip was to remove his control over the Northwest Army. After returning that night, she began to make intensive arrangements, secretly meeting with his generals, large and small, and most of them were moved by her.

And Wei Xiang helped her do all kinds of things while revealing the news to him.

Therefore, he controls all her actions.

Ten days later was her farewell feast, and it was also the opportunity for her plan to be implemented. The generals who secretly rebelled should have led their subordinates to control those who did not mutiny, but unfortunately, because he knew all her plans, he killed those mutineers first.

So the wind was calm and nothing happened.

Wei Xiang came back from outside to tell Wen Zhiluo the news, and Wen Zhiluo was shocked. She knew that she missed this blow, and she probably wouldn't have a chance to win against Zhao Zhen in the future.

She staggered to her feet, biting her lip, her gaze unyielding: "You already knew?" ”

"Yes."

Wen Zhiluo suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Zhiluo!" He was startled, and immediately ran towards her, took her into his arms, and his fingers trembled to touch the blood on the corner of her mouth: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Wen Zhiluo looked at the blood on his hands in disbelief, and angrily pushed him to break free: "If you want to kill me, why do you have to be so pretended, are you afraid that Zhao Yan will find out and criticize you!" ”

His eyes were sad, he hugged her tightly, tears sliding down the corners of his eyes: "I never wanted to kill you." ”

Blood kept pouring out of her mouth, she gradually lost her strength, her eyes were scattered, but she still gritted her teeth: "Zhao Zhen, you let go of me." ”

He couldn't.

"You ......" Wen Zhiluo stared at him, slowly closed his eyes and said, "Although I want to take away your military power, I never want to kill you." I didn't expect you to be so ruthless and unjust. Zhao Zhen, I only ask you for one thing, don't fight with him. ”

Who he is is self-evident.

At the last moment before she died, she was planning for Zhao Yan.

Zhao Zhen laughed, laughed miserably, and sat on the ground with her in his arms, "If you live, I won't fight." ”

Wen Zhiluo grabbed his clothes, coughed painfully, threw it away again after a while, and said, "That's it, I'm all going to die, and I can't let go of anything." ”

A tear oozed from the corner of her eye, and she smiled: "If I hadn't persuaded you to come to the northwest at the beginning, perhaps, we wouldn't have come to this point." ”

*

When the doctor arrived, Wen Zhiluo had already lost his breath.

That night it rained so hard that the whole city was drowning in the rain.

He was in a state of disarray.

He buried her bones in Huayan Temple in Datong, hoping that she could live forever under the protection of the Buddha, but he put the bones of a bystander in the coffin, pretending that this was Wen Zhiluo. There was a monk named Pushan in Huayan Temple, who was his friend.

"Why is that?" Pushan asked him.

He replied: "She tried her best to deal with me, but she didn't have to." As long as she says a word, she lives for her, dies for her, and pays for her in the world, why not? ”