Taking advantage of Dong Chuchen taking a bath upstairs, Qing Xihuan hurriedly took out the letter in his arms and unfolded it.

The letter reads: My son Wei, see the letter like meeting. This time, Luoyang Guan, my Jun Zhaohua was defeated, the country was ruined, the world was in great pain, the whole country was sad, the pain for his father was in his heart, the illness was in the body, and he had the heart to come back, avenge the king, throw his head and spill his blood, but I am afraid that my heart will not have enough spare strength. At the time of the national crisis, Wang'er fulfilled his great wish for his father, helped his father, re-emerged from the cold mountain, came to seek with his father, came to revitalize the eastern country, and came to avenge my king.

Payment-Zheng Ji urgent order.

Qing Xihuan put together the letter, and suddenly remembered the only son of General Zheng Ji - Zheng Ziwei.

Zheng Ziwei.

Dancing with a knife at the age of three, playing with a sword at the age of four, at the age of seven, because the little eunuch was instructed to plot against Shi Jinyu, he was killed by Zheng Ziwei with a sword piercing his heart, he didn't even blink his eyes, he only bowed in front of Shi Jinyu and said calmly, "Protecting the monarch for a lifetime is the minister's life." ”

At the age of twelve, Shi Jinyu asked for the first time to go to the battlefield, bravely killed the enemy, because he was not familiar with the battle situation, followed the enemy to the enemy army was surrounded and suppressed under the horse, at the last moment, it was Zheng Ziwei who rode a sword and cut more than 100 people, regardless of the enemy's cut off his arm, and rushed back to the camp with Shi Jinyu in one hand, saving Shi Jinyu's life. When he ran back, Zheng Ziwei's back had been pierced by random arrows, but he wrapped Shi Jinyu tightly in his arms with a big flag, carried Shi Jinyu back to the room, and gently put it on the couch, and knelt in front of Shi Jinyu's bed with a broken sword in his stoic hand. Later, he lost an arm in the war.

At that time, Shi Jinyu was twelve years old and Zheng Ziwei was fourteen years old.

Shi Jinyu always held Zheng Ziwei's empty right hand sleeve and said sadly, "If it weren't for saving me, Brother Ziwei wouldn't be like this at all, Brother Ziwei has such a handsome face and solid body, but now he is missing an arm, if you can't marry a girl in the future, I will raise you for a lifetime." ”

Zheng Ziwei heard it every time he heard it, and he knelt down and bowed down with only one sentence: "Protecting the monarch for a lifetime is the minister's life." ”

After Zheng Ziwei lost his right arm, he had to practice swords with his left hand, always not skilled enough, and there was no secret to practicing swords, once he practiced swords with his left hand by the river, he was bound to be accepted as an apprentice by the Taoist priest who traveled hip-hop in the past, Zheng Ziwei also followed the Taoist priest to Hanshan, and only left a handwritten letter to Shi Jinyu before leaving, which was written crookedly with his left hand: No matter when and where, as soon as the king's order comes out, the minister will return with blood. Protecting the monarch's life is the minister's destiny.

"Back and forth, that's it. Shi Jinyu folded the letter carefully, a light flashed in her eyes, and she asked Yan Guihui, who was releasing a kite behind her, "Hey, where is Hanshan?"

At this moment, Qing Xihuan put away the letter in his hand, looked at the address on the envelope, it was already soaked in blood and blurred, and he couldn't find the address.

Qing used to support the forehead.

"Hey, can't you find Hanshan as a result?" Qing Xihuan still remembered that he was in the pavilion of the Imperial Garden, fanning his fan and watching Yan Guihui release the kite, and asked silently, "Hey, where is Hanshan?" Yan Guihui pulled the kite string and turned his head to reply, "Ah?

Qing Xihuan carefully carried the letter back into his arms, and hid it with the flute that Yan returned, and was thinking about where to go to inquire about Hanshan, when he suddenly heard a shout from upstairs.

"Little Er, bring my clothes from downstairs. ”

Cut, if you are really sick, you have to take it off in the hall just now, and now you have to ask someone to take your clothes, what is it if you are not sick.

Qing Xihuan ignored Dong Chuchen, still pinching his chin and pacing in the lobby, thinking about how to find this mysterious cold mountain.

Dong Chuchen didn't get anyone's reply, and began to break his mouth upstairs, "Little Er, Little Er, Little Er, Little Er, Little Er......"

Qing Xihuan's temper really couldn't stand such chatter, and shouted upstairs, "Xiao Er is not here!

"Oh. Dong Chuchen finally stopped, Qing Xihuan also took a breath, and was so broken by Dong Chuchen that he had a headache.

It was quiet for less than a moment, and I listened to the voice of Dong Chuchen from upstairs, "Xi Huan, Xi Huan, Xi Huan, Xi Huan, Xi Huan, Xi Huan......"

Qing Xihuan was called with a headache, covering his head as if listening to the sound of chanting a mantra, and finally couldn't help but burst out anymore, carrying Dong Chuchen's clothes, went upstairs angrily, kicked open Dong Chuchen's door, and stood at the door.

In front of him, a well-shaped silhouette was blurred, with long legs and a waist gradually clear in front of Qing Xihuan's eyes.

Dong Chuchen stepped on the outside of the barrel with one foot, stood in the barrel with one foot, and was about to step out of the barrel, when he was frightened by Qing Xihuan's big action and hung on the barrel, the privacy of his body. The site is also exposed.

"Huan'er...... Didn't you say okay, don't peek? Dong Chuchen's cheeks were crimson, and he silently stepped his legs back into the bath tub, slowly squatted down, buried his body in the bathtub, only exposing the part above the collarbone, looking at Qing Xihuan's face, and whispering in shame.

Qing Xihuan coughed violently, hiding his blushing and ripe face, threw his clothes to Dong Chuchen, and ran out quickly. Honestly sat down in the chair, poured a cup of tea, and drank it as if nothing happened.

I only heard Dong Chuchen's low voice coming from upstairs, "What did you do?"

"The little one went to find the white truffle for the master, didn't you say that you wanted to burn incense?" Xiao Er explained aggrievedly.

"Not as an example. Dong Chuchen's voice was cold, and after a while, the two of them were silent, Qing Xihuan listened with his ears pricked up for a while, and the tea in his hand was not drunk into his mouth, and it was sprinkled on the table.

Qing Xihuan didn't know what kind of madness he had committed, so he rushed in. This is the first time Qing Xihuan has seen naked. Man. It turned out to be Dong Chuchen, why not Yan Guihui or Zheng Ziwei.

Qing Xihuan was startled by the thoughts in his head, and quickly patted his forehead and sighed, "What am I thinking? ”

Just as he was ashamed of the mediocre thoughts in his mind, he heard the sound of the wooden planks of the stairs, and Dong Chuchen walked down.

Qing Xihuan didn't drink a sip of tea, and suddenly choked and coughed, but was swallowed by Dong Chuchen's words.

"You've taken such a big advantage, you have to pay a price. ”

Qing Xihuan covered his chest and looked towards Dong Chuchen, the dense water vapor had not yet dissipated on Dong Chuchen's long hair, the black hair splashed down and scattered on his chest, the star-like beaded eyes were washed by water, and the water droplets on the thin lips were not completely dry, making the lips soft. The delicate jaw has not been shaved without a single stubble, and the whole face seems to be painted and run down, as if someone has descended from the mortal world. But it should be because he hates being thrown down by the fairy world, this person is not bad-skinned, but he has a vicious heart, which is not a good thing.

Qing Xihuan put the tea back to his lips, raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Oh?

Dong Chuchen played with his long hair, and the light and dense pine and cedar fragrance came out, and the only thing on Dong Chuchen's body called Qing Xihuan was not disgusted was this pine and cedar fragrance.

I only heard Dong Chuchen say unhurriedly, "Help me comb my hair." ”