The boat shook violently in the middle of the lake, and soon stabilized again.

Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xiang'er sat opposite each other, taking pictures in white clothes and white skirts, like a pink wall lingering in snow.

What Ning Changchang held in his hand was a valuable new sword, the scabbard was made of lacquered ebony wrapped in white silkworm skin, the round scale white sheath was decorated with copper plates, and the bright copper was slightly old, and the light and dark were shiny.

The moment Ning Chang's hand grasped the hilt of the sword, the iron sword in the sheath of the python skin seemed to come to life, and it vibrated in the sheath, as if a real white snake was struggling with its body, wanting to shed its old skin and replace it with a new scale armor that was sharp and devouring. The young man's eyebrows were smiling at the moment when the sword qi rose, and his black hair was blown by the lake wind, like a wild snake beating in its sheath.

The action of drawing the sword has begun, and the sword light is lit up at the swallowing place, but the sword and the sheath are still tightly sealed, as if the action of drawing the sword is just an illusion.

Zhao Xiang'er didn't look at his hand drawing his sword, she gently brushed off the silk cloth wrapped on the red umbrella, gently put the umbrella surface with one hand, and held the umbrella handle with the other.

At this moment, the wind is blowing on the lake, and she is like a delicate girl, about to open a red umbrella like a flower, blocking the cool breeze of late autumn or the rain that will fall at any time.

The koi fish in the lake kiss the water and walk.

The ripples shattered and scattered.

The two of them were still sitting, and between them was a mess of autumn bass and red ginger eel and half a pot of unfinished wine.

Ning Chang's movements seemed to have been drawing his sword, but the sword never left its sheath, like a carriage that kept moving in place, the wheels turned thousands of times, but the car did not move an inch.

Zhao Xiang'er is the same, her movements give people the illusion that she is about to open the umbrella at any time, but I don't know if it is because the rain has not yet fallen, the action of holding the umbrella is endless, but the umbrella is always still.

They were all waiting for each other to draw their swords first.

The sword battle of the cultivator is different from that of the knights of the rivers and lakes, and the sword of the knights of the green forest fights for a quick word, but the cultivators have to fight for the situation first. They are all in the sheath, the calm at the moment is just an illusion, and the turbulent undercurrent has inadvertently surged.

"In the past three years, you really haven't let me down. Zhao Xiang'er raised his head, looked at his hand holding the hilt of the sword, and said, "It's a pity that your sword is not good enough." ”

Ning Changchang's gaze slowly swept over his scabbard, and he also said, "If you had such a realm back then, why would we have been chased by Madame Bai and fled all the way." ”

Zhao Xiang'er said: "You suddenly mentioned this matter to distract me? Heh, when I first saw you, I thought I was a pure-hearted little Taoist priest, but I never thought it would be so shameless." ”

Ning Changchang smiled and said, "I didn't want to distract you, but I was distracted first." ”

Zhao Xiang'er said: "When you are against someone, you can't be distracted for a moment. ”

Ning Chang said: "I came to make an appointment instead of taking revenge, how can I say anything to the enemy?"

Zhao Xiang'er looked at the dish of eel soup that was getting colder and said, "I won't be merciful. ”

The old fisherman listened to their conversation, dazed. As soon as they drew their swords, the old fisherman's mind was so frightened that he could not say anything. It wasn't until the girl's voice fell that he felt the boat shake again.

Ning Chang clenched the hilt of the sword, and Zhao Xiang'er twisted the handle of the umbrella.

Thousands of sword intents came out of thin air, pressing the bow of the boat to sink, but these sword intents fell more on the surface of the lake, and the lake water was pressed by the sword intent to lift, but the boat arched high. The small fishing boat resembled a carp leaping up on the river, and at the exclamation of the old fisherman's voice, the boat fell back to the lake, shaking and splashing high like a rain.

The old fisherman was so frightened that he touched the cold water splashing on his face, and when he fixed his eyes, he found that there was no sign of the newlyweds on the fishing boat.

And the moment the boat fell, the surface of the lake darkened in a blink of an eye.

It's not that the weather is overcast, but all the light is taken away by the sword rainbow that suddenly lights up on the surface of the lake, and it converges in the center, which is two sword rainbows entangled with each other, with incandescent light, like a dragon rising in the lake, and at the same time, the scattered sword intent turned into dozens of straight lines, cracking the water surface and pushing the wave to extend outward.

The fishing boat spun around in the waves of the Sword Qi Cracked Lake, but miraculously unscathed.

Ning Changjiu still didn't draw his sword, and so did Zhao Xiang'er, the sword qi that erupted forward was just drawn by their minds, and then they used the Purple Court Realm to trigger the vision, snatch the light and slash, like two pure half-moon sword arcs.

The darkness of the sky made the crowd around the lake panic, and the sound of horses and screams merged into one, and the sound of the piano in the attic was also hoarse, and they rushed out of the window.

"Tengu has eaten the moon?"

"It's not like ...... There seems to be someone on the lake?"

"How is that possible?"

On the surface of the lake, the figures of Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xiang'er jumped high, they were all in the Purple Court Realm that had entered the room, and they already had the ability to step into the void. They leaped up in tacit agreement, maintained the same height, and then almost simultaneously reached out and cut into their arms, grabbing each other's sword hilts.

The forearms of the two collided together, the bones shook like gold and stones, they didn't seem to feel the slightest pain, and grabbed each other's forearms with their backhands, and between the force, their figures quickly pulled closer, ready to collide together.

At the moment of lightning, they changed their moves at the same time, and Ning Chang's hand holding the sword suddenly let go, and pointed at the sword, with a rhino-like light in his fingertips, and pointed quickly and straight at the big hole on Zhao Xiang'er's chest.

Zhao Xiang'er didn't have the slightest intention of defense, and handed out a punch, which seemed to be fancy, but when you looked closely, there was a drop of lake water hanging on the tip of the fist, and the lake water was full of color, as if it contained an illusory world.

It's a punch, and it's an illusory world.

The sword fingers and fists staggered, and the sword fingers pointed at Zhao Xiang'er's skin, but they did not touch the substance, like a mud sword sinking into the sea, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. And Zhao Xiang'er's white fist hit his chest, arousing the Shura Divine Record of his body, and golden rays lit up under the white clothes, like intricate meridians. It was this half of the Divine Record that offset most of the power of this punch, but the punch still kept exploding in the body.

After the first confrontation, Ning Changjiu was more seriously injured, but he didn't say a word, suddenly withdrew his fingers, and stabbed obliquely at the point on her waist, but this action was also a feint, he wanted to force Zhao Xiang'er to defend himself and take the opportunity to pull out her sword.

Zhao Xiang'er was not fooled, but she threw another punch in an inch, and the oncoming wind, with her punch, turned around, blowing Ning Chang's black hair. After this punch hit Ning Changjiu's body firmly, she turned her fist into a palm, leaned down, and grabbed the hilt of his sword as well.

They don't seem to be competing, but more like they are gambling, as if whoever draws their sword first loses.

They grasped each other's scabbards and drew their swords sharply.

At this moment, they were not so much drawing their swords as moving mountains, and the moment they held each other's scabbards, all the meridians in their hands exploded from under their skins, and the wild current of spiritual energy was like electricity swimming around them.

The electricity turned pale.

Click!

The sound of the two swords unsheathed overlapped.

The scabbard is like a black cave, the sword qi is like the wind and bats blowing out of the depths of the cave, they instantly envelop the boys and girls who are duel in mid-air, the white clothes and white skirts dance rapidly in the wind, and the fabrics wrapped in spiritual power seem to be held to the extreme, making a thunderous roar.

Choke!

The water in the center of the lake collapsed, turning into a snow-white color, and then, these sinking lakes rose sharply, like water dragons, and were cut by the sword qi near their figures, turning into four pillars of water that slanted into the sky.

They drew their swords almost simultaneously.

That's the other party's sword.

The bright sword body left the scabbard, like two ethereal waters, and their shaking and distorted shadows were reflected in the clear water, in the first moment after the sword was drawn, it was Zhao Xiang'er who came out of the sword first, her starting style was very simple, like those taught in the martial arts hall, the simplest pile, but the difference was that the same pile, she repeated it hundreds of times in less than half a blink of an eye, so this simple sword had almost no loopholes, and the sword cut half a nearly perfect arc with unimaginable high speed.

She had previously hated that the sword was not good enough, but now she was the master of the sword.

Ning Changchang held Zhao Xiang'er's umbrella sword, and after he pulled out the sword, it took a moment to offset Zhao Xiang'er's fist power containing the small world, and in this moment, the moon arc had already risen, and it fell from the water curtain in the sky.

Ning Changjiu's gaze accurately locked the falling sword light, the sword light was not like a sword, but more like a heavy knife, compared to it, the umbrella sword in Ning Changjiu's hand was slender like a long iron needle, but this umbrella sword was by no means a vulgar thing, Ning Changjiu had confidence in it, so he didn't think about it, and directly blocked it in the air.

The two collided, the void under Ning Chang's feet shattered, Zhao Xiang'er's black skirt swayed in the wind, like a seabird with wings spread, and her light body dragged a huge sword light towards Ning Changjiu.

The sword fell again, the seemingly weak and boneless girl had tens of millions of strength, the falling wind tore apart the wind, slashed the void and cracked, the sword blade poked out from the dark void, and stabbed Ning Changjiu's eyebrows again, Ning Changjiu held the sword to block the air, the weight from the bones was transmitted to the body, and the already crumbling void was completely cracked, the two swords pressed against each other towards Ning Changjiu's body, and Zhao Xiang'er's moky face also approached.

There was a faint smile on the girl's beautiful cheeks: "It seems that in the past two years, you haven't grown much." ”

Ning Chang was suppressed and fell into the lake at this moment, and every time he said one more word, his anger would pour out, but he still said: "I just don't like to beat women." ”

Zhao Xiang'er sneered: "Then do you need me to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

Ning Chang looked at her white dress, and couldn't help but think of the way they looked when they exchanged clothes, and looked displeased.

Bang!

Ning Chang was pressed to the surface of the water.

The lake exploded.

Ning Chang did not sink, his toes stepped on the lake, and the sword held the girl who pressed down like a mountain, but he maintained a grotesque and ingenious balance.

Zhao Xiang'er's expression changed slightly.

In the blink of an eye, countless phantoms of the Wonderful Dao suddenly appeared on the surrounding lake, and those Dao Techniques were like Tengtai pavilions or horizontal bridges built on the water, connected to each other, like iron pieces on the battle armor. This is the same as when the Witch Lord held the scroll and built a city on the surface of the lake, but unlike it, this is a pure Dao Array.

When Ning Changjiu pulled the sword of Shura out of his body, he thought about what those cheats that were not sword moves could constitute if they were pulled out.

Today he gave the answer.

This Dao array formed a small world for a moment, and in this small world, Ning Chang could briefly master the rules and become a god who called for wind and rain.

So after his figure fell, the tension of the lake miraculously dragged him.

The tide was turned in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Xiang'er has to face more than one enemy, the pavilions and pavilions here, the magpie bridge and the cornices are all enemies she has to face, and this world does not welcome her!

Ning Chang held a slender umbrella sword, wrapped in the power of the Dao Array, and actually brushed Zhao Xiang'er's sword away, and at the same time, he hooked his left hand behind him, provoked the water in the lake, and the water turned into a sword, stabbing towards the direction where Zhao Xiang'er was.

Zhao Xiang'er looked at the Dao formations that were pressed like a heavy horse of Xuanjia, instead of retreating to avoid the edge, she held the sword with both hands and rushed towards Ning Changjiu.

Ning Chang is constructing the world at the moment.

But coincidentally, Suzaku's authority is the "world", which is a higher and more subtle law that overrides space. And she was born with some.

On the surface of the lake, the sword light lit up again, this time the sword light was not like the moon, but more like an eyebrow, it was Zhao Xiang'er's eyebrows.

Ning Chang was in the world he had built, he was not afraid, he looked at this girl who came at a gallop, the long sword in his hand shook, and he built a formation-like phantom in the west and eight directions, at the moment when Zhao Xiang'er approached, the phantom was shattered, converging in the center, Ning Chang's slender sword was attached to the sword shadow, and it was a hundred times thicker at once, and with his sword, there was also the entire Dao array like this small world.

This was originally a method that he had been hiding for a long time, but he really couldn't see Zhao Xiang'er being so arrogant, and wanted to use this to directly set up a disgrace for her.

The entire Dao array was like hundreds of male masters, and they showed their claws and roared angrily at Zhao Xiang'er, who was besieging them.

The figures intersected, and the sword light slashed out by the two was like a catkins blown out of chaos, and the blades collided briskly hundreds of times in an instant after the confrontation, like the wings of a dragonfly vibrating at high speed. If this is a bloody sword, it only takes a moment to shake the blood on the sword, and it will be as bright as new.

The sword qi swept away from their center like a blizzard wind, and the entire surface of the lake looked like new behind the sword.

The high-speed vibrating sword also stopped at a certain moment, the two swords collided and pressed against each other, and the two figures slowly approached, they could see each other's pupils, and then see themselves in the pupils, all the sword qi and power were like a huge ball of fire that kept shrinking, and then exploded violently after shrinking to the limit.

Rumble!!!

In the white light, there seemed to be a hurricane between the two swords, pushing them back violently.

The lake rose into the sky and fell with fine raindrops.

Ning Chang relied on the crippled Shura body to resist, but he still knelt on one knee, pierced the water with his sword, and used his pure and majestic spiritual power to stop the figure that had slipped dozens of feet.

And the moment the sword qi exploded, Zhao Xiang'er opened the red umbrella.

Ten thousand thin swords and dozens of dao arrays slammed into the umbrella at the same time, which also smashed her posture holding the umbrella unsteadily. The umbrella was lifted backwards, thrown out of his hand, and fell far down on the surface of the lake, floating like a light boat.

Zhao Xiang'er kept wielding her sword, smashing the fragments of the Dao array like a mosquito, and in the raging hurricane, her figure spun deftly in the air, and then landed on the handle of the umbrella.

The red umbrella floats like a boat, and in the umbrella bone, the slender umbrella handle is straightened up. Zhao Xiang'er stood on the handle of the umbrella smoothly with a light tiptoe, the embers of the storm blowing her slender hair, and the flying white dress was like a wisp of smoke.

This round they each hid their own methods, and it was almost a pure sword battle.

Ning Chang held his sword and slowly stood up in the center of the lake.

He touched his forehead, which had a glimmer of blood.

The falling waters of the lake obscured their figures.

Most of the people by the lake were witnessing the gods fighting for the first time, and although it was impossible for their eyes to catch the invisible shadows of the immortals, the terrifying momentum was the most intuitive, the timid ones fled in all directions, and the bold ones surrounded the railing by the lake and shouted loudly.

The old fisherman kept running for his life with his oars, until he slipped into the river, and he helped his hat with a complicated expression: "It turned out to be a fairy couple...... It's just that this temper is too short-tempered, fortunately, Zhao Guo has His Majesty in charge, otherwise it would be a mortal to suffer. ”

Thinking of this, he took out the silver ingot and bit it, for fear that the fairy had changed it with illusion.

When heavy rain falls on the lake.

Zhao Xiang'er jumped down lightly, held the handle of the umbrella with her backhand, walked to Ning Changjiu's side, and said, "Let's go." ”

Ning Chang bowed his head slightly.

By the time the lake had fallen, the figures of the two had disappeared.

The next moment, they appeared on an empty street at the same time, and the water on their bodies had dried up, but their faces were a little pale, and they couldn't hide their worries.

"Miss Xiang'er's swordsmanship is really still so sharp. Ning Changjiu suddenly grabbed the handle of her umbrella and pushed the rapier back into her umbrella.

Zhao Xiang'er also slowly returned the sword to his sheath.

"When I became an immortal, you were not yet in the mysteries, but now you can match me with the power of a sword, and you are also amazing. Zhao Xiang'er said heartily approving.

Ning Chang said: "Just hold on, if you come with another sword, I'm afraid my bones will fall apart." ”

Zhao Xiang'er glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked: "The way to show the enemy to be weak will not work with me." ”

Ning Chang asked, "Where are you going next?"

Zhao Xiang'er said: "Just walk around for a while, and I'll beat you later." ”

Ning Chang smiled indifferently, Shura Shenlu quickly made up for his external injuries, and the principle of yin and yang that he had realized before repaired his internal injuries, he was sure that his injuries would recover quickly, he didn't plan to get used to this girl, the moment his injuries recovered, he would make a bold move.

Zhao Xiang'er held the umbrella, her expression was indifferent, and the fingers in her sleeves were pinching, as if she was silently calculating the timing of the next shot.

So the two of them, each pregnant with ghosts, were really like a newlywed, holding an umbrella, and slowly walked through the quiet street.

Suddenly there was a shout from the other side of the street.

"Let's go and see! I heard that something happened to Qingjing Lake. ”

"What's wrong?"

"It seems that there is a fight between the gods, and almost the entire lake has penetrated it, and I have heard it all the way away. ”

"Immortals? What kind of immortals, now that His Highness is in charge, they dare to come and cause trouble? Isn't this going to rebel? Are there people killed or injured?"

"People heard that nothing happened, but they blew up half of the lake and killed fish...... Fishing?"

“......”

Zhao Xiang'er watched them leave around the corner, silent.

Ning Chang smiled: "I heard that His Highness is going to rebel?"

"That's right, you go to the government to sue me, otherwise you will be punished for covering up. Zhao Xiang'er sneered: "But if a thief like you is caught, he will be tattooed on the street." ”

Ning Changchang smiled and asked, "Then Your Highness will come to carjack and save me at that time." ”

Zhao Xiang'er said coldly: "You can repair the book to the Sword Heavenly Sect and let Lu marry to save his dear father-in-law." ”

Ning Changchang sniffed, touched the tip of his nose, and said, "What's the strange smell?"

Zhao Xiang'er sneered: "I won't eat your jealousy just because you are your fiancé." ”

Ning Changjiu suddenly said: "It turned out to be vinegar." ”

Zhao Xiang'er looked blank, didn't want to pay attention to him, and walked into an empty street around the corner.

"It's so uncrowded. Ning Chang said.

Zhao Xiang'er said: "This is the west of the city, there are mostly some deserted houses, scattered with some old people, some time ago I sent officials to repair it, and I don't know how." On the contrary, you can observe the people's feelings along the way. ”

The two walked forward.

The road is full of plane trees, and in autumn, palm-sized plane tree leaves fall one by one and fill the entire road.

At the end of the road, Zhao Xiang'er caught a falling leaf, she looked at the tree, and said, "In less than half an hour, all the leaves of this tree will wither." ”

Ning Chang shook his head and said, "I don't believe it." ”

Zhao Xiang'er smiled and said, "Why don't you come and see it in half an hour?"

Ning Changjiu asked, "What are you betting on?"

Zhao Xiang'er said: "You say." ”

Ning Chang said: "How about a gamble?"

Zhao Xiang'er knew that he was alluding to the fact that Mrs. Bai of Linhe City slapped herself, and it was he who saved herself at that time.

However, if he wanted to rely on these ugly things in the past to mess with his Dao heart, he was still delusional.

"Whatever you want. Zhao Xiang'er was not shocked.

The two of them continued on their way, stopping at the same time as they passed an empty house.

Zhao Xiang'er looked at the crack in the closed door of the house, frowned, and said, "Something is wrong here." ”

"Well, there's a murderous aura. Ning Chang nodded.

......

In the courtyard of the mansion, six good-looking red-dressed dancers sat on their knees, their heads bowed and a slender steel blade that was neither long nor short in their hands. In front of them stood a man dressed in black in armor.

"Your back is too straight, it will make people suspect that there is a sword hidden here, and when the time comes, you have to hide the murderous aura, and you have to convince yourself that you are just a piano girl, and then show your blade at the moment of singing and dancing, and kill the woman, understand?"

The burly man in black had a cold and stern reprimand, his hands behind his back, holding a long whip full of barbs, and the dancing girls kneeling on the ground were silent and did not dare to speak.

"Got it......," replied the reprimanded woman timidly.

The man in black held the whip in his hand, picked up the chin of the dancing girl, looked at her face, and said, "I know what you guys are thinking, do you think that this assassination is impossible to succeed and is meaningless?"

No one dared to respond.

The man in black said: "You women, your vision is still too short-sighted, don't look at the Zhao country now, but once they start, you will all become slaves of the country, and be sold into the military camp of the Zhao army as prostitutes with the army! Only then will you know what life is better than death! Now be obedient and obedient, you and your family will have a way to live!"

"Yes, sir. ”

These dancing girl killers obediently knelt on the ground and answered in unison.

They know the power of this man in black, and it is rumored that his strength is not even inferior to the famous ghost in colorful clothes back then. And after the death of the ghost in colorful clothes, the man in black only commented on him with the words "selling fame and reputation". Now, they have managed to infiltrate the Zhao State and bought this courtyard to prepare for the assassination at the state banquet later.

The man in black looked at these six good-looking women, he knew that they were dead from the moment they entered the Zhao Kingdom, because with them, it was impossible to succeed in assassination, their role was only to create chaos, and the final killing move was still themselves.

"Let's get on with the drill. The man in black said.

The six singers and dancers knelt on the ground in response, their figures dispersed, two took out the piano and sat opposite each other, and the four stood in the center, standing in a soft dance posture.

Singing and dancing began.

The man in black remained motionless.

The girl who played the piano noticed something strange and looked at the man in black, and after a moment, she screamed.

In their eyes, the man in black was like a rakshasa, and a blood-dipped tip protruded from his chest, and the thick snow was connected to the black clothes, although he couldn't see clearly, but the smell of blood was already pungent to his nose.

As the girl's screams rang out, the burly man in black fell straight down.

Screams rang out chaotically in the courtyard.

"Someone really wants to rebel. Ning Chang looked at the man in black who fell to the ground and shook his head slightly.

Zhao Xiang'er said: "This is not called rebellion, this is called death." ”

Ning Changchang said with a smile: "I think it's because you have lived in the deep palace for too long, and these people have forgotten your majesty." ”

They whispered a few words, and these words really reached the ears of the six women, and they did not understand the meaning of the words, and one by one they were like an electric shock, and their blood seemed to be frozen into ice slag, and they could not move at all.

This...... This girl in white, could it be Her Majesty the Empress of Zhao State?

Such an absurd scene happened like a nightmare. The last nightmare had fallen to the ground and turned into a corpse, and the real nightmare came silently in a pure white dress.

"Please spare your life!" the woman holding the qin was the first to kneel, kowtowing heavily, her forehead hitting the rough sand on the ground, and blood was dripping.

The rest of the people also reacted, fell to their knees in a panic, and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Zhao Xiang'er ignored their pleas for mercy, and just said lightly: "Continue the drill." ”

With that, she stepped past the crowd and into the back of the courtyard, which was covered with dust and cobwebs, except for a bench and a foottable.

Zhao Xiang'er pulled the bench to the table and sat down, leaning her back against the table, as if this was her throne.

Ning Changjiu understood what she meant and sat down beside her.

The dancing girls with blood on their foreheads looked at each other at a loss.

"I'll let you continue. Zhao Xiang'er said.

After saying this, those dancing girls knew that they were going to die......

They sat still, dejected.

The poignant sound of the piano and the sound of the pipa came out, like a mourning song.

The dancers' footsteps were also staggering, without any sense of beauty, and their pale faces were full of tears of despair.

Zhao Xiang'er watched quietly, her expression calm.

Those women felt the last days of their lives, and the girl who stroked the piano didn't seem to want to die, she played the piano desperately, until her fingers were dripping with blood.

In the aftermath of the sound of the harp, the two women who played the harp trembled and drew their straight swords from the back collar of their clothes, while the dancers drew their knives from the sides of their thighs under the hem of their clothes.

They walked in with knives in their hands, trembling as if they were rushing to the execution ground, one of the women tripped over her skirt, and the other nearly stabbed the person in front of her in the back.

The sound of clanging sounded in the burrow.

The ground was full of broken blades.

"Go to the palace and find the Night Division, after a year, if you can come out alive, you will be qualified to be my sword, if you escape halfway, there will be no mercy. ”

Zhao Xiang'er said slowly.

The Night Xingsi was the assassination organization of the Zhao State, and it was extremely strict, and many officials and generals of the Jin State died in their assassinations.

After saying this, Zhao Xiang'er closed her eyes and slowly opened them until the dancers dispersed.

"Why did you let them go?" asked Ning Changjiu.

Zhao Xiang'er was silent for a long time, and slowly spoke: "When I was very young, there were many of my sisters in the Qianyu Palace......

She paused in her words and said, "When I grew up, I knew that they were all dead soldiers prepared for me by my mother, and three years ago, after the civil strife in the imperial city, they ......"

She didn't go on.

"Huh?" Ning Changchang was slightly puzzled.

Zhao Xiang'er closed her eyes and said softly, "I'm a little tired, I want to sleep for a while." ”

As she spoke, she turned sideways, her head resting directly on Ning Changjiu's thigh, her hand pressed under her cheek, one hand on her chest, and her slender legs curled slightly, stacked on the bench.

Her Majesty, the empress of Zhao State, really fell asleep quietly in this dilapidated house.

Ning Chang looked at the girl on his lap, and stretched out his hand to gently cover her hair.

Zhao Xiang'er breathed evenly, motionless, well-behaved and soft like a kitten.

Ning Changchang's expression softened.

Half an hour later, she woke up.

The girl got up as if nothing had happened.

Ning Changjiu walked out of the courtyard with her.

They returned to their previous streets.

In the desolate late autumn, the leaves are all over the ground.

Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xiang'er raised their heads together and looked at the tree they had bet on.

The plane trees stood old, and the leaves had withered.

"You lost. Ning Changjiu said.

There happened to be a sparrow standing on the bare trunk.

That's the last leaf of the tree before winter comes.

......

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