Zhao Sichen and Wei Qianlang sat silently on the roof.

There is a breeze blowing, stirring the osmanthus trees in the courtyard, and the leaves are rustling.

There were also the sounds of talking, horses' hooves, and footsteps coming from Luohua Lane and Main Street.

There are also insects chirping and the crisp chirping of birds returning late.

One after another, a symphony was played.

Zhao Sichen listened silently, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a shallow smile.

This is the fireworks of ordinary people.

The two of them sat for two quarters of an hour, and the sun was setting, and the sunset had set.

The sky is full of stars on a summer night.

From the glow of the setting sun, the two of them saw the stars in the sky gradually brighten.

For a long time, for a long time.

Zhao Sichen sighed softly.

In the world of her previous life, what she saw at night was the lights of thousands of homes and the traffic was busy.

The city is brightly lit, and it is rare to see this bright starlight.

Why did she come to this new world, and after ten years, it was as if her previous life was a dream.

Sometimes, Zhao Sichen feels in a trance.

Did she really experience the prosperity of her previous life?

Those technology and entertainment are not just a dream of hers.

Wei Qianlang saw that the open-minded smile on Zhao Sichen's face in the past was gone, and only boundless loneliness remained.

He didn't know what to say, so he could only accompany him silently.

The evening breeze in early summer is cool, the stars are shining in the sky, and there is no sound around except the chirping of cicadas and insects.

Zhao Sichen had been out for a day, and he was already tired and sleepy.

At this time she felt a little tired, bent her knees, rested her head on her knees, and fell into a deep sleep.

Wei Qianlang raised his hand and wanted to grab Zhao Sichen's shoulder-

Halfway up his hand, he paused in mid-air.

He didn't dare touch her.

Those who practice martial arts, if they touch it at will, they will immediately wake up.

If he touched Zhao Sichen's shoulder, Zhao Sichen would definitely wake up immediately.

Wei Qianlang felt sorry for Zhao Sichen, and he wanted her to sleep a little longer.

After thinking about it, Wei Qianlang quietly touched the roof, picked up his cloak, and then jumped onto the roof with light skills.

Returning to Zhao Sichen's side, Wei Qianlang shook his hand, opened his cloak, and covered Zhao Sichen with a cloak.

I don't know if it's because I'm too tired, or if I have a sense of security next to Wei Qianlang, Zhao Sichen didn't wake up.

Ah Lang sat quietly next to Zhao Sichen, his shoulder touching her shoulder.

After a while, Zhao Sichen's head slowly leaned to the side, and his head rested on Wei Qianlang's shoulder.

Wei Qianlang didn't dare to make a loud noise, meditated cross-legged, slowly exhaled and inhaled, and almost turned into a stone sculpture.

About half an hour later, the carriage at the door rang out.

Zhao Zhufei drove the carriage and sent Zhao Yufeng and Guo Anyang home.

They socialized at the school and didn't go home until now.

The sound of horses' hooves, coupled with the sound of three people talking, Zhao Sichen was suddenly woken up.

She sat up, her face still a little confused.

After being stunned for three seconds, Zhao Sichen came back to his senses and found that he was actually asleep on the roof.

Zhao Sichen smiled at Wei Qianlang and said, "Yufeng is back, let's go over." ”

After speaking, Zhao Sichen stood up, happily jumped off the roof, and walked to the front yard.

After a while, the sound of Zhao Sichen and Zhao Yufeng laughing came from.

Wei Qianlang's heart warmed, picked up the cloak, and jumped off the roof.

Who knows, as soon as Wei Qianlang stepped into the courtyard, he saw Zhao Zhufei standing under the osmanthus tree in the middle of the courtyard, looking at him coldly.

Zhao Zhufei was holding a horsewhip in his hand, there was no expression on his face, and his body was full of murderous energy.

Even if Zhao Zhufei was inconvenient to be angry, he did not hide his murderous spirit.

Wei Qianlang has been practicing martial arts for ten years, and his reaction to murderous qi has formed muscle memory.

At the moment, his whole body tensed, and his hand touched his waist and pressed it on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Zhao Zhufei did not let go of any of Wei Qianlang's moves.

He saw Wei Qianlang's hand pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist, his brows furrowed slightly, and he did not hide his hostility.

At the top of the walls around the courtyard, the bodies of the four secret guards poked out.

Although Wei Qianlang and Zhao Zhufei did not talk or make any moves, the tense atmosphere alarmed the surrounding dark guards.

Four guards quietly poked their heads out, and even two of them couldn't hold back, and the knives in their hands had been pulled out of their scabbards.

Zhao Zhufei looked at Wei Qianlang silently for a while.

It seemed that because of the presence of everyone, Zhao Zhufei had a bad seizure, so he just glanced around coldly.

The murderous aura that burst out in an instant gave everyone a depression.

Zhao Sichen was originally frolicking with Zhao Yufeng in the hall, but the intuition of a martial artist made her suddenly sense that something was wrong, and she looked up at the center of the courtyard strangely.

At the moment when Zhao Sichen raised his head, Zhao Zhufei withdrew his murderous aura.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Zhufei turned back into an ordinary groom.

He led the horse in silence, bypassed Wei Qianlang, and walked to the back door stable.

Guo Anyang's eyes were sharp, and he had already discovered the strange division between Wei Qianlang and Zhao Zhufei in the center of the courtyard.

The treacherous and cunning fox took the tea handed by Chunhua, as if he hadn't seen the tense scene just now, he looked at Zhao Sichen with an expression that was not too big to see the excitement, and then looked at Wei Qianlang who walked into the hall, and said with a smile: "The third prince, today is here again." ”

Guo Anyang bites the word "again" very deeply.

Wei Qianlang is not very old in the end, not old enough, and his face is flushed when the old fox says a word.

It's as if something hidden deep inside is suddenly overturned in the sun.

Wei Qianlang retracted the foot that was about to step into the threshold of the hall, and said in a loud voice: "Excuse me, there are still a lot of things to deal with in the house, and I will visit you another day." ”

Zhao Sichen saw that Wei Qianlang was forced away by Guo Anyang's words, and looked at Guo Anyang helplessly-

Guo Anyang sat slowly and drank tea, as if he had not spoken.

Zhao Sichen saw that Wei Qianlang was in a hurry, and hurriedly asked Qingzhu to send the guest out.

Here, Zhao Sichen had a quarrel with Zhao Yufeng for a while, and asked Aunt Zhuo and Qingzhu to fetch water to bathe Zhao Yufeng.

Aunt Zhuo led Zhao Yufeng down.

Zhao Sichen just wanted to serve tea, and when he saw Guo Anyang looking thoughtful, he laughed and said, "Mr. Guo, your expression-

Must be thinking of some bad idea again. ”

Guo Anyang laughed, put down the teacup in his hand, and said, "If the princess of Zhao and the third prince of Wei get married, it will not be impossible."

Wei is the most powerful of the three kingdoms and occupies the richest Central Plains -

The area of Wu in the south is too small, there are many waters, and it is not easy to cultivate grain, so grain and cloth have to rely on Wei.

This is also the reason why in recent years, Wu has wanted to ally with Wei.

The Liao people in the north are tall and strong, but the climate is harsh and the materials are poor.

Only the Wei State, within ten years, annexed the Wu State and forced the Northern Kingdom to retreat, just around the corner......"

Guo Anyang said a few words about the world's major events.

In the sixth year of the destruction of the Zhao Kingdom, he lived in seclusion in the mountains and wilderness, and also lived in seclusion for six years.

But back then, the vision and knowledge of King Zhao and Guozi were still there.

Zhao Sichen listened to Guo Anyang's words and didn't take it to heart.

She is now full of money, and there is no love between men and women.

At the moment, he said angrily: "Forget it, a third prince of Wei State, no soldiers and no power, what is there to marry, it is better to marry the son of Shan Yu of Liao State-

Oops, I'm sorry, this good thing has already been accounted for by the princess of Wei State.

I am a princess of Zhao and the country of Zhao, but I don't dare to earn with the princess of Wei. ”

Guo Anyang was a little helpless: "Say a word about you, say so much one by one, like a small firecracker, girls are not ashamed to say this." ”

Zhao Sichen said: "You let me get married all day long, you are not ashamed, you can talk about me." ”

The two were arguing, and Zhao Zhufei returned to the front yard and sat quietly on the side, listening to the two people talking.

Hearing Wei Qianlang's name, Zhao Zhufei said sullenly: "Wei Qianlang is not good." ”

Zhao Sichen said curiously: "Uncle Zhao, why are you here to intervene?" ”

Zhao Zhufei usually ignored the dispute between Zhao Sichen and Guo Anyang.

I actually opened my mouth today.

Zhao Sichen asked strangely, "Uncle Zhao, what's wrong with Wei Qianlang?"

The third prince of Wei State, with a first-class background, is only able to learn martial arts, and is also peaceful and close, why don't you seem to like him? ”

Zhao Zhufei thought about it, stopped, and didn't say anything.

Any elder will not be happy when he sees the child he raised being coveted by other men.

It's just that Zhao Sichen's mind is not on the love between men and women, and he doesn't know anything about the friendship that Wei Qianlang reveals from time to time.

Why did he help Wei Qianlang pierce this layer of window paper?

Guo Anyang laughed on the side.

He knows it all.

However, he doesn't say either!

Zhao Sichen looked confused, looked at Zhao Zhufei, looked at Guo Anyang.

After six years of getting along, for the first time, she couldn't see through what Zhao Zhufei and Guo Anyang were thinking.

At this time, Yunbi came back.

Yunbi brought a few bowls of crisp cheese from the Lili dining house and asked Chunhua to serve it to everyone: "The crisp cheese is iced, it's just right to eat now."

The crisp cheese made by Yunbi is a must-have in the world.

It's slippery, tender and fragrant, and it tastes very satisfying when it's cold and cold, but you can't eat the unpleasant milky taste of milk.

The delicacy succeeded in making everyone put aside their arguments, and each person began to eat it with a bowl of puff pastry.

Zhao Sichen dug the cheese with a small spoon, ate a few bites, and said slowly: "Two months later, it will be the Midyear Festival, and I want to do a Dharma on the Midyear Festival." ”

Hearing the words "Dharma", Zhao Zhufei raised his head sharply and looked straight at Zhao Sichen.

Zhao Sichen looked back at Zhao Zhufei, his eyes were firm, and he said softly: "Yes, I want to do a Dharma service." ”

Zhao Zhufei understood the meaning in Zhao Sichen's eyes, and his hand shook suddenly, almost unable to hold the bowl in his hand.

Zhao Sichen said softly: "This ritual is to comfort the souls of the soldiers of Zhao who died in the battle between Zhao and Wu a few years ago. ”

As soon as Zhao Sichen's words came out, he successfully made everyone in the hall of Zhao Mansion stop their movements and fall into silence.

Zhao Zhufei lost his appetite. He put the bowl on the table beside him and looked silently out into the courtyard, not knowing what he was looking at.

Guo Anyang looked solemn, put down the cheese in his hand, and raised his hand to straighten his clothes.

Yun Bi's lips trembled, her eyes looked at Zhao Sichen with hope, and her eyes were slowly filled with tears.