Chapter 92

Zhao Yichen gave Song Zhi a second life, she found the bones in her heart, and also found her own life experience.

As for whether she fell in love with a man with Li Si, she didn't think it was that important.

Feelings are very contradictory from beginning to end, and no one can tell them what they really are.

It's just that Song Zhi always hopes to get a little more pity from Zhao Yichen, and he has nothing else to ask for.

"Okay, General Lou, the words are all said, go back to the camp tent and rest, there will be a big battle tomorrow." Song Zhi stroked his slightly messy hair, with a smile on his eyebrows.

Lou Qi looked at Song Zhi in front of her, who was dressed as a man, for some reason, although she was always smiling, she always revealed a touch of sorrow all over her body.

"Thank you Gongzi for your care, Gongzi will return to the camp as soon as possible," Lou Qi has always been used to being five big and three rude, and he can't think of a detailed place to go, and the words are all spoken, and the stone in his heart is also put down.

just exchanged a salute with Song Zhi, and then turned around and left.

"What did you say to Lou Qi?" Zhao Yichen was half-lying on the bed, his clothes were slightly open, it was early spring at this time, and the breath of spring was spreading all around.

"I didn't say anything, it's just about some things this time, General Lou had a little misunderstanding about me before." Song Zhi skillfully prepared clean hot water for Zhao Yichen from the side and changed him with clean gauze.

Zhao Yichen suddenly grabbed Song Zhi's hand, and stared at Song Zhi tightly with a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes.

"General, what's wrong?" Song Zhi's face was slightly red, and the relationship between the two was already about to come out, but it was always covered with a layer of fog.

"I said I'll take you home to see it, but you haven't looked at it carefully." Zhao Yichen's hands tightened more and more, and they were about to get close to his chest.

"I'm already very happy to be back here, not to mention that I'm the one who was kicked out and has no home at all." Touching the scene, Song Zhi didn't even know where his feelings began.

Zhao Yichen pulled Song Zhi up, and the copper basin next to the bed also fell to the ground with a "clang".

"General!" The little guy guarding outside the door got the order, and he was extra cautious about the guards here.

"It's okay, I didn't tell you not to come in." Zhao Yichen waved his big hand and motioned for the little guy to withdraw.

Then, he hugged Song Zhi into his arms and pressed his chin against Song Zhi's head.

"I'll take you out for a walk."

As he spoke, Zhao Yichen looked at Song Zhi's clothes again, and he was very unsatisfied.

Out of nowhere, I found a robe of a desert native, a sapphire blue bearded skirt, with two or three rows of crystal chains of different sizes strung with silver threads, and jingled when I walked.

"You wear it, I'll take you out." Zhao Yichen put his hands behind his back and walked outside the tent, "I'll go find a horse, you should do it as soon as possible." ”

Song Zhi was holding the Hu skirt in his hand, and his expression was still a little confused.

Now that he has come here, every inch of flower and inch of wood no longer affects Song Zhi's heart of memories all the time.

She wanted to miss but didn't dare to miss it.

After she changed her clothes, Zhao Yichen led the horse to guard in front of the tent.

The atmosphere of spring is strong, and the surroundings are full of green fields, although it is not as exquisite as Jinzhou, but it also gives people a sense of relaxation and beauty.

"General, your injuries are not healed, so don't ride a horse." Song Zhi took the reins from Zhao Yichen's hand, and the veil blocked most of Song Zhi's face, leaving only a pair of clear and ethereal eyes.

Just a pair of eyes, it has already made Zhao Yichen fascinated.

There was always an unpredictable coldness in her eyebrows.

Even so, Zhao Yichen can still see his deceased lover through Song Zhi's eyes.

can only be blamed, the eyebrows and eyes of the two are exactly the same, except for the eyes, Zhao Yichen sometimes can't tell the difference.

"Here you go." Zhao Yichen has been trying to find out the difference between Song Zhi and Li Si recently, so that he can better find out the difference between the two.

In fact, from Zhao Yichen's heart, he has let go of Li Si.

It's just that Li Si gave him a warmth that no one else had ever given him during the period when he was extremely injured.

If you want to be a new person, you will forget the old person in an instant.

That is definitely not Zhao Yichen's character, he can only use his relationship with Song Zhi to dilute the thick ink and color left in his memory, and then compensate for all the debts to Li Si to Song Zhi.

Zhao Yichen sat behind Song Zhi, enjoying the warmth of the spring breeze on his cheeks.

Song Zhi rode on the horse, and he didn't have the crampedness that he saw her at first, nor did he have that cold look.

She's just herself.

Even Zhao Yichen has to fall into this charm and can't extricate himself.

"Who taught you to ride a horse?" Zhao Yichen rested his chin on Song Zhi's shoulder and asked softly in her ear.

"It's my father." I have to admit that it was Song Zhi's happiest time.

It is Song Zhi's most lively childhood.

After Song Zhi saw Li Si's portrait, she often thought.

If he hadn't wandered and his mother hadn't died, would he have lived as enthusiastic as Li Si?

After all, the more people lack something, the more they will grow up to be crazy about what they want to get.

Even such a defect will manifest itself in the partner in another way.

Therefore, Zhao Yichen has different feelings for Song Zhi and Li Si, he sees a different freedom in Li Si than himself, and that kind of freedom is deeply shackled by the etiquette system.

He didn't see the sluggishness in Song Zhi after being soaked in the ritual system, he only saw Song Zhi use his meager strength to break through the shackles, so as to fight for his freedom.

"Your father has been so kind to you." Zhao Yichen looked at Biye, who couldn't see the end in front of him, and finally understood why Song Zhi and Li Si were so yearning for the grassland.

"Did the first emperor treat you badly?" Song Zhi only knew about Zhao Yichen's affairs, and he also knew that the death of Duan Shu Guifei was related to the Queen Mother, as for how the first emperor treated Zhao Yichen, Song Zhi did not delve into it.

"It's not good." Zhao Yichen stepped forward, "If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be able to sit in this position." But if it weren't for him, Li Si wouldn't have died. ”

"Why is the death of the county lord of Li Si still related to the first emperor?" Li Si's death is still a suspicion in Song Zhi's heart.

Judging from Li Si's residence and the mouths of the palace people before her death, she was just a prince to accompany her, and later she was not only forced to be promoted to the county lord, but she was almost married to Zhao Yichen.

Li Si, who had a good future, died inexplicably.

Anyone would be a little curious about this matter, and the cause of Li Si's death seemed to have been deliberately erased, if it weren't for the palace maid and Zhao Yichen, who had met her in the palace, still remembered, even the entire Jinzhou Palace would have forgotten her existence.