Ziwei followed the boss's steps to the outside, and saw a few people leading a group of refugees to the west. Several of the refugees stood still, unwilling to move, talking to a middle-aged man, and they were looking around as if they were looking for someone.

When the village elder saw the white shirt from afar, he broke free from the pull of the middle-aged man, ran to Ziwei, wiped a handful of sweat, and was overjoyed: "Childe, I finally found you, great, I heard this son call you, saying that you sent them to pick us up and take us to live in the side courtyard outside, right?" ”

Ziwei greeted them with a smile: "Yes, what do you think of such an arrangement?" ”

The village chief's nervous expression eased and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Childe, as long as it is arranged by you, we will listen to you, thank you Childe." ”

The village chief bowed down to Ziwei and made a big salute: "On behalf of the villagers, I thank Gongzi." ”

Ziwei hurriedly gave a salute and smiled meaningfully: "Go all the way, we are destined to meet." ”

The village chief was overjoyed: "This is very good, I am waiting for the arrival of the prince in Liancheng." Now, let's go one step ahead. ”

With that, he blended in with the refugees.

Ziwei has been watching them drift away. Their figures gradually disappeared on the path away from Beijing, and they approached the blue distant mountains step by step, the green grass they had depicted with warmth and nostalgia, and the green past, their former homes, dreams and green past.

The sunset approaching the western sky of the past waved a gorgeous scarf. In an instant, the refugees seemed to see that the grass everywhere in their former hometown was gilded with a piece of gold. The evening breeze blows, and the ears of wheat shake a lyric of dusk. Rows of white cabins appeared, delicate as a fairy tale and as beautiful as a dream.

The sunset came as scheduled, and the red clouds on the horizon stretched out in a ribbon, bringing infinite brilliance to the blue sky.

At this time, time seems to be frozen in the flickering sun, the corners of Ziwei's eyes suddenly moistened, the moment she watched the sunset with tears, the wind gently swept her face, stirring up the slightest sorrow in her heart, the faint afterglow of the sunset, accompanied by the cool wind, the sound of birds, and the sound of the cicadas, tugging at her heartstrings.

In this way, all the moods danced with the sunset, wandering in every corner, completely immersed in the free and easy of the sunset, but in the sunset saw the melancholy to people, not innate, I don't know how these refugees spent the most difficult days, and I don't know what happened to them, so that they had no choice but to choose to flee from their hometown, perhaps it was disappointment in life, and sadness was engraved on their faces full of vicissitudes,

Ziwei raised her head and stared at the sunset without blinking, observing the soft red sunset, interpreting all of herself with the afterglow of the sunset: gorgeous, delicate and delicate to cover up the grief and indignation of the rivers and lakes, hypocrisy and people's yearning for beauty.

Yes, when the sun sets, that touch of sadness can always break people's intestines. Listen to the aftermath of the sunset, interpret you and me, the mood, and flow to your heart's content...

Ziwei prayed silently: I hope that they will come out of the predicament and go all the way.

Just as Ziwei was immersed in her own space, suddenly, a silk handkerchief was spread out in front of her eyes, and in the haze there was a very elegant son, with a long body standing in front of her, looking at her with a smile.

Ziwei's brain was blank, and in an instant, his brilliance was robbed of his mind. The word "ah" with his mouth wide open was stuck in his throat and could not be pronounced.

"Girl, don't you know me?" A pair of dark blue eyes flashed towards Ziwei, and a chuckle escaped from his lips, and he gently shook the fan, as if shaking away the doubts in Ziwei's heart, telling her, "You should remember me." ”

With a smile on the corner of his lips, he looked at the face in front of him like a hibiscus, his eyebrows were like distant mountains, with a touch of sorrow, which made people think of a beautiful woman.

Cut out the moment of shock.

He sighed: God treats him well, he galloped on the Wenqu Bridge, and found the snow white in the vast sea of people. The breeze was blowing, and her white shirt was lightly fluttering, and she jumped into the lake, and the waves jumped, stirring up the gold all over the lake.

A touch of snow white jumped into the water, regardless of personal safety and life and death, fighting with death, desperately saving the man who was much heavier than his weight, and saving the dying person with a breath of immortal breath.

The heart is empty, the heart is pure, in the drunken fragrance building, a song tactfully turned, the tune is fresh, advocating the nature of the "Peony Pavilion", famous in the capital, a song final, defeated the first music master in the capital, saved the Oiran peony.

A chivalrous woman. A gentle beauty has been with the refugees for less than two hours, so she can use this jade pendant to give the refugees the best arrangement regardless of the consequences.

In her body, there is no trace of delicate artificiality, tending to be inflammatory, not as scheming as a royal woman, but a kind of detachment from the world, with a broad mind of high mountains and distant daisies, a kind of unearthly strange woman who washes away the lead of the world and compassions the world. Like a green lotus out of the water, it comes out of the sludge without staining. With such a woman, it may be difficult for the entire Qiguo to find a second one, and it is difficult for the whole world to find a second one.

Only such a woman can stand with him and smile side by side at the world.

The sky was blue, and the sun was shining through the gaps in the dense pine needles, forming thick and thin pillars of light, illuminating the shade of the trees with a light veil of mist.

The slightest breeze caressed her cheeks, the hair on her forehead fluttered softly, sprinkled on her body, her eyes sparkled slightly, rippling with ripples in her heart, and a little afterglow was dotted with a little light in the sparkling waves, leaving a hazy beauty under the distant view.

Seeing this scene, his heart rippled slightly, and he stood opposite her, looking quietly, for fear of waking up the beautiful woman in his dream, and while he was not paying attention, he accidentally slipped away from his side, and he would never allow her to slip away again, and she could not leave him without his consent.

Holding a silk handkerchief in his hand, with a smile on his lips, his eyes are like a trickling stream, flowing through a mountain stream. Enjoy the pure color of the hazy beauty.

It is like the distant mountains behind a flood of autumn water in an ink painting.

Beauty!

Wonderful!

Elegant beauty!

Sad beauty!

His gaze was like a floating cloud, and it gradually became hazy, and he was amazed.

Ziwei didn't know that her expression at this time was enough to make people moved. The hazy eyes were filled with exclamation marks at this time. A faded figure swayed more and more clearly in front of him.

In the water, the young man who fell into the water was like grasping a life-saving straw and pestering her, she wanted to pull away his hand, turn his body over, and drag him to the shore, although the drowning man's mind was not clear, but the desire to survive was extremely strong, his hands were like iron tongs to hold her waist, his legs were moving, and he was entangled with death. The two struggled together in the water, and she secretly lamented: "My life is at rest." ”

Just when she was desperate, suddenly, she saw a fairy flying on the bridge, and a fairy in white clothes flew in, stepping on the water, flying in front of them, carrying a person in one hand, and speeding to the shore, saving two dying and struggling two lives.

In the drunken incense building, she made a final sound, and after saving the Oiran Red Peony, he was willing to lose the Qinglou under his name to her in the name of being willing to gamble and lose. Later, the ghost sent the gods, and under impulse, he gave her the jade pendant.

At that time, from Cai Jian's expression, she could see that this jade pendant must have a background.

Unexpectedly, this jade pendant can do things that others can't do in an instant. Could this jade pendant really come from the palace as Hunt Qi said.

She has already met King Yu in the palace, is this ......?

Then the owner who has this jade pendant must be .........?

Ziwei's eyes widened, and her mouth couldn't close for a long time.

"Girl, we are destined to meet again." Childe smiled and reminded Ziwei that they didn't meet in a dream.

Chapter 153: Childe's Treat:/

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