Chapter 398: What a White Chopping Chicken!

Wan Wan pondered for a moment and tried to comfort: "Life in the world, there are sweet and bitter, and it will be sweet if you survive the bitterness." ”

The consolation that can't solve the fundamental problem is useless, let alone the consolation of people like Wan Wan who are not good at consolation. Zhao Zixuan's mood did not improve, he drank in silence for a while, and asked lightly, "What is Ah Wan's bitterness?" ”

Wan Wan thought hard.

She is really not good at remembering the taste of bitterness. At first, it was deliberate, but gradually it became a habit carved into the bones. When you die and live again, the habit goes deep into the soul.

The most bitter thing in my impression is that I am about to upgrade and raise my salary to the peak of my life, and I will see you again with a bang, and then I can't find the north by the big-headed ghost...... Force.

But now it seems that when he died once, he was pitted by a ghost, but he got what he couldn't ask for in his previous life. Looking at it this way, the bitterness is not bitter, and the value-added cannot be more value-for-money.

Zhao Zixuan saw that Wan Wan thought for a long time and did not answer, so he said: "Ah Wan's heart is not here, but the people are here, this is Ah Wan's suffering." The two of us are the same people, we don't want to be controlled by others, but we are controlled by orders. Every time I want to break free, the more I am bound. ”

Wan Wan said: "This is not like an official would say it. ”

Zhao Zixuan laughed and said, "I said this, but I couldn't do such a thing after all." He pointed to the sky above his head, and his smile gradually became brighter, "I want to fight with it." ”

Wan Wan said: "The official family went to the Hongmen banquet to fight for his life with the sky?" ”

Zhao Zixuan's eyes were haggard and retreated a lot, and the former brilliance gradually rekindled, and he smiled: "I want this position because I want to control my own destiny, not to let this position enslave me."

It's dangerous, I'm almost going to be controlled by this position. It's a loss.

Ah Wan, you're right, put aside the things that can't be solved for the time being, wait for a change of mood, and when you look back, you will feel that your heart is bright. ”

This is not what Wan Wan said, it must have been said by the previous master. However, at this moment, Wan Wan's focus is not on this, she said with a rare face: "Life is determined by people and by heaven, and the official family does not have to be angry with the sky at all." Even if you are the king, you only have one life, and the official family must be cautious. ”

Zhao Zixuan said: "Ah Wan is not such a cautious person, how can she persuade this." ”

Wan Wan said: "We are different. ”

The heavy meaning that Wan Wan said at this time is not something that a living person can understand, even if it is a ghost, it is not easy to think of what she really wants to express, but she is still a little weak-hearted, so she immediately added: "I was born from the rivers and lakes and grew up from the rivers and lakes." There is wind in the blood of the people in the rivers and lakes, and wandering is a common thing; Lives bring thunderstorms, and accidents are more commonplace. It's not that I don't spare my life, but I don't look down on life and death. ”

After a pause, Wan Wan looked at Zhao Zixuan, the seriousness in her eyes became a little heavier, and she said word by word: "There are really few things in this world that are more important than life. ”

Zhao Zixuan smiled: "Yes, but what I want is exactly the same as the few." ”

Wan Wan choked, she didn't want to express that's what she meant. Listening to the meaning of his words, all he asked for was to do as he pleased. If you want to achieve this, there are many ways, so you don't have to rebel.

I'm afraid there is something else hidden.

While Wan Wan was carrying out psychological activities, Zhao Zixuan finished drinking a bottle of wine, and then turned his head sideways and quietly watched Wan Wan drink.

Wan Wan noticed his gaze and hesitated, "Divide it back again?" But I've already drunk it. ”

Zhao Zixuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "How could Ah Wan think that I wanted wine?" ”

Wan Wan was a little embarrassed on her face, and finally realized that he looked at her with another meaning - the person in front of her was the person who had confessed to her.

Zhao Zixuan saw her look like this, and said: "I have never been reluctant, you really don't have to ruin your reputation so much." ”

Wan Wan breathed a sigh of relief. The process of forming her reputation as a demon was very complicated, and it was time-consuming and laborious to explain, so she simply changed her words, "With this reputation, the officials can also pass the buck to those ministers." ”

Even though he already knew the answer, Zhao Zixuan was still a little bored in his heart. He pressed the sullen in his heart, but smiled silently.

How else can you react besides laughing?

At this moment, Zhao Zixuan deeply felt that her loss of soul seemed to be not a good thing. Since she got this loss of soul, people have lived freely, but their actions and words have changed a lot. In comparison, he was still used to the way she used to be.

Some words are not spoken, and some meanings are not expressed so bluntly, which will make people feel better in their hearts.

Zhao Zixuan stood up and planned to go back to the palace. Wan Wan hurriedly buckled the wine jar in her hand and stood up. That was obviously to escort him back.

Zhao Zixuan said with a smile: "It's golden." ”

Wan Wan said casually: "The body of ten thousand gold is precious to itself. ”

Hearing her speak like this, Zhao Zixuan was a little unaccustomed to it in his heart. He was stunned and didn't say anything more, and the two of them went down to the top of the tower one after the other, pacing slowly towards the palace.

When Wan Wan finally escorted Zhao Zixuan back to the palace, it was already sunset.

She performed light skills and galloped home in the scorching evening breeze. It wasn't until the hot water shop that he frequented came into view that he slowed down and walked into the soup shop.

After careful inquiries with the store, Wan Wan dispelled the idea of adding goat's milk to the soup. Goat's milk is not difficult to find, but the way to get rid of it is difficult to find. After thinking for a while, Wan Wan turned around and weighed a large bag of pearl powder in the pharmacy.

As she walked, she wondered if it was easy to get an effective and convenient parasol, and whether it was worth using the Xuanmen. When she was about to reach the entrance of the alley, Wan Wan faintly heard some suspicious noises, revealing such a peachy smell.

Wan Wan lowered her steps even more lightly, and the thief swept towards the source of the sound.

The sound came from a narrow passage between two houses. I don't know if it was because it was to be reserved as a place to cross the water, or because it was to divide the boundary, there was such a narrow aisle. On weekdays, there are some people who are greedy for shortcuts passing through here.

The scene in the narrow passage was not what Wan Wan thought.

This is a robbery, not a robbery.

The one who robbed the wealth had a face full of flesh, and he looked very angry. The one who was robbed was not blind, not the next one, but the new teacher.

At this moment, the bandit with a full face covered the mouth of the teacher with one hand, pressed him against the wall, and pulled the small package in his arms with the other hand.

I don't know what kind of pulling they experienced before, the gentleman's shirt was actually torn off a little, and the exposed skin was as white as jade, which made people sigh at themselves.

Wan Wan couldn't help but let out a silent sigh: What a white chicken!

There is not even a little muscle line, and it is as delicate as a willow. But there is also a sense of beauty in this kind of delicateness.

In Wanwan's cognition, this sense of beauty is classified as: the beauty of small suffering.