Chapter 165: Sleeping Dragon and Phoenix Chicks

Zhao Changhe was so suffocated that his old face turned into an eggplant.

I really thought it was "I learned the sword intent and sword intent at a glance", and I just deceived others, but this time I even deceived myself.

Did you really learn those things by looking at them? It's the gold leaf that has been slowed down over and over again, signaling dozens or hundreds of times for you to imitate!

Besides, the comprehension of martial arts and these really don't seem to be the same thing...... The brain thought it would be, and it was useless as soon as it was done.

"What's inside...... I—I'll come back another day? First, let's go tell the story to the maid first...... "Seeing that the string was broken and couldn't be played, Zhao Changhe found a clumsy excuse and ran away like a desperate escape.

Tang Wan watched him leave with a straight face, until he turned out of the water pavilion and could no longer see a human figure, suddenly "poofed" a smile, and said in a low voice: "No wonder it doesn't get along with the device, it's obviously a big child." ā€

Huqin is crying: "My strings are ......"

"Hug Qin, don't cry, don't cry, my sister will help you beat him tomorrow."

"Miss, will you be with this stinky bear......

"No, Zhao Changhe is a man who will never get Tang Wan's makeup, be good, my face is crying."

Baoqin raised her head with tears in her eyes: "Miss Ling really wants to get him?" ā€

Tang Wanxiang was stunned and smiled dumbly: "But it should be an allusion, see where you want to go." It's not so much that I want to get him, it's better that Daxia wants to get him, but it's better to ...... Don't take it for granted. ā€

As he spoke, he got up from his seat and went out.

Bao Qinqi said, "Miss, where are you going?" ā€

"Gusu still has a bunch of things to do...... Tang Wanxiang sighed a little tiredly: "He is in a hurry, and he has never been calm, why shouldn't I?" Stealing this floating life for a long time, listening to a story from him, and returning to this piano sound, I can't tell whether it is for him to meditate or rest for himself. ā€

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Zhao Changhe slipped back to his guest house, but was stunned when he entered the door.

Sisi lay on his bed, sleeping soundly without any image.

Zhao Changhe remembered the topic he casually asked in the morning...... She probably didn't have a place to sleep last night, and she didn't know where she spent the night meditating, right?

Judging from her beauty, it is unlikely that she is an ordinary person in the Gu Ling Clan, obviously with good nutrition and does not need to do rough work. She felt that she was Duan Yu, and she didn't deny it when she guessed that she was a little princess, so it should be. But why did a little princess run out and suffer?

And her lack of indiscipline does not only refer to the matter of etiquette and reserve. For example, when she was in the White Lotus Temple, she really knelt when she pressed her to kneel, which didn't seem to match the little princess, how could there be such a shameless princess......

But anyway, at this moment, the two have fought side by side and are already friends, and if she wants to say it and can say it, she will naturally say it, and it will be difficult to force it. Zhao Changhe didn't think too much about it at this time, pulled the corner of the thin quilt on the side, covered her slightly, and then sat in front of the window to read a book.

The sound effect of the piano is really good, at this time it is very quiet, there is no feeling in the hot summer, and the book that I couldn't read after reading a few lines in the past can now be read......

Looking back, it was not just a hurry, it could almost be called exhausting.

Slow down......

Haste makes waste.

The blood that was entangled in the body and the spiritual platform was like a peaceful lake unconsciously, and Zhao Changhe even felt that the next onset cycle would be delayed a lot.

Sisi on the bed opened his eyes, looked down at the thin quilt covering his body, and looked at Zhao Changhe, who was reading quietly by the window.

Originally, I had a stomach full of resentment, but I subsided unconsciously, so I watched him read so quietly, and I didn't say anything for a while.

"Awake?" Zhao Changhe turned a page of the book and said casually: "You read this book before going to bed?" ā€

Sisi probe glanced at it, and saw that it was a pair of elementary teachings, so he said: "Yes, Middle-earth humanities, I also wanted to learn before, but I still think that learning martial arts is more important, and I don't have time to contact this." After listening to your story, I felt that it was interesting to learn a little, so I took the enlightenment book of their maid and looked at it. ā€

"How? It's fun, right? ā€

"It's okay to talk about it, it's not very meaningful." Sisi lazily started the bed with his head, showing his delicate and beautiful figure, but found that Zhao Changhe didn't even look at it, and he was a little bored to look at the blind man: "Hey, do you think it's more interesting than me for the pair?" ā€

"I didn't think I was interested in it before, but when I was calm, I found it interesting." Zhao Changhe said leisurely: "There is wine in the rivers and lakes, but there is no poetry, and there is indeed something missing...... Daxia has Tang evening makeup, which can be regarded as making up for this shortcoming. ā€

Sisi was shocked: "You are talking to me, but you are thinking about Tang Wan's makeup!" ā€

Zhao Changhe couldn't cry or laugh: "I'm talking about the poetry she represents, not about her as a person." You're less educated than I am. ā€

"Our little girl of different races, of course, is not as beautiful as the Jiangnan of Tang Shouza!" Sisi grinded his teeth and said: "But the boring thing like a poetry pair, just look at it, what's the big deal!" ā€

Zhao Changhe was also shocked: "You can take a look?" Isn't it the same as I thought it would be easy to learn to play the piano? ā€

Sisi said: "Isn't it just an antonym or synonym, what's so difficult?" Like you Zhao Changhe, I heard that you killed a traitor named Wang Dashan before, it's a pity that you are not a couple. ā€

Zhao Changhe was silent: "I also think that he is very against me, so my cultural level is actually the same level as that of aliens?" ā€

Sisi said: "So isn't it that simple? ā€

"The long river is good, right, what about changing it? For example, the ...... on the river Mariner? ā€

"Ham."

Zhao Changhe: "? ā€

"How? Isn't it very wise? Sisi crossed his waist triumphantly: "It's better for me to test you to see if you are as smart as me." Well...... Just Huigen, what's right? ā€

Zhao Changhe was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "Stupid? ā€

Sisi: "? ā€

Wolong and phoenix, you look at me, I look at you, and at the same time straighten your face.

Sisi finally knew that this thing was not simple, it wasn't just to say an antonym and finish the matter, but he refused to admit defeat, and said with a stiff neck: "What's the use of pairs, those people are full of flowers, and they all have big heads, is it interesting to have your Tianlong Babu?" Hurry up, continue to tell the story, it's rare that you have the time to talk here, don't finish the story, don't come to interrupt when the time comes, and it won't go well to listen to a story. ā€

"I've been tortured by you so much that I don't want to talk about it. A story is a story, there are no insinuations, I am not a fairy brother, and you are not a Gumazhi. If you continue to listen to this brain circuit, the original meaning of the story will be lost, and it will not be a taste for me to tell it. ā€

"Then at least tell me the story of this maid who will change her face?"

"Well, you make sure this isn't you, otherwise I wouldn't dare to talk about it."

"Okay, okay, it's not me." Sisi came over and shook his shoulder: "Master, hurry up." ā€

"But it was said that Duan Yu saw a dignified man in the restaurant...... "Zhao Changhe finally began to talk about it, in fact, he really didn't want to talk about it, the love of a maid who can change his appearance and a heroic and rough man, Sisi doesn't think that he Zhao Changhe has a ghost, no matter how you listen to it, it's a joke."

And he is very shameless, telling Uncle Qiao to be arrogant, like the god of war. Who would listen to it and not think that this is his Zhao Changhe's self-selling boasting, and the beggars, and Beiqiaofeng, why don't you just say that the Beibi cottage, the traitor squeezed the owner of the village away, right?

But Si Si Hao is good enough to never interject when listening to the story, just with pink cheeks, big eyes looking at you with admiration, looking forward to what is going on, and I don't know what she has in her stomach.

It wasn't until the story stumbled that Qiao Feng killed Azhu by mistake and stuffed the ox and sheep into the empty promise, that Sisi's expression finally changed, and his gaze at Zhao Changhe was a little like wanting to strangle him.

Zhao Changhe reluctantly stopped the story, and sighed: "So I said, this is not some insinuation, I don't have that level, and there is no reason to make up such an ending for you, right...... That's someone else's story. ā€

"That's why you don't want to be someone else?"

"Hmm...... There must be a certain factor. ā€

Sisi thought for a long time, and whispered to himself: "Whether it is a story you made up or not, in my opinion, you are really a little bit like Qiao Feng...... But it's a pity that Sisi doesn't have the slightest proximity to Azhu except for being able to change her appearance, if you want such an empathetic maid, you can just ask Tang Buqi for another one, it's more suitable than me. ā€

"Hey ......"

Si Si smiled narrowly: "I didn't say that you made it up, you dare to say that you don't want that little girl?" It's a pity that now you're next to Ah Zi. ā€

"You're not done, are you? It's all you! Zhao Changhe clenched his fists and made a gesture to beat.

Sisi put on a defensive posture.

The two were about to make a fuss, and Tang Wan's sigh came from outside: "I have no intention of disturbing Zhao Gongzi, but I'm afraid everyone's leisurely rest is coming to an end." ā€

Zhao Changhe was stunned: "What's the situation?" ā€

"The Tang family, who is in charge of guarding the exit of the Sword Emperor's Mausoleum, has reported urgently, and there is another tremor below, and it is suspected that something has happened." Tang Wanxiang's tone was also a little helpless and tired: "It's only been a day, your injuries have not been completely healed, and you have just begun to calm down, I really don't want you to touch these again in the short term...... But if they don't call you, are you displeased? ā€

Sisi suddenly lost the mood to fight, and his expression became stunned again.

Zhao Changhe also felt that the world was a little deliberately urging himself, and he was a little suspicious that the blind man was doing something. How can there be such a thing that makes people not idle, just calmed down to tell stories, learn piano music, flirt with little girls, and it was quite comfortable to play and make trouble, but it was only a day, and it was over......

It seems that the previous Rong Ma was tired of running for his life, does it also have a bit of a deliberate taste of fate?

Urging yourself to grow, I don't care about the potential overdraft is exhausted, leaving a hidden danger. If it weren't for Tang Wan's makeup, I am afraid that I would never have thought of this layer.

But there's nothing to worry about when you think about it, in troubled times, where can you have so much idle time?

Thinking of this, he also smiled: "Why do you need to be deliberate about movement and stillness? Do it when it's done, stop when it's done, and naturally take it after you know where your problem is, anyway, the tomb of the Sword Emperor always has to be explored, and then you can learn the piano after you finish it. ā€

As he spoke, he turned around and picked up the dragon sparrow by the window, strode out on his shoulder: "Let's go, play the piano and I'm a bear embroidery, this is my stage!" ā€