Forty-one, who can not change their original intentions

It was still this night, the stars above the city were brilliant, the wind was gentle in the woods, with the sky as the curtain and the earth as the seat. The firelight danced on the remnants of the wood, illuminating the heavens and the earth.

Occasionally, a few birds could be heard, and Zhao Wuwu, who was already wearing a thick coat in front of the firelight, was reaching out to bake the fire, he glanced at the woman beside him who was frowning and thinking deeply at this time, and smiled: "If you think about it, it's been a long time since I've sat down and chatted with you so quietly." ”

"Brother Huang has a lot of opportunities, how dare Min Min disturb easily. If you miss state affairs, won't you be scolded by your father in vain?" Zhao Minmin had a shallow smile on his face, and a shallow mockery on his good-looking face.

The firelight danced on the wooden pile, illuminating Zhao Minmin's perfect face. Looking at the beautiful eyes that were shining, Zhao Wuwu smiled.

The hand of the roasting fire was taken back, and Zhao Wuwu looked up at the starry sky, one or two, three and four, but it was also counted by the human eye. Zhao Wuwu retracted his gaze and said softly: "Minmin, people will change." ”

These words seem to be said to Zhao Minmin, to himself, and more like to people who are ten miles away.

Zhao Minmin snorted coldly, opened her confident eyes, and under the moonlight, she said, "I believe that Shen Qingwen will not change." ”

"Quite the opposite. Zhao Wuwu shook his head, looking at the stubborn woman in front of him, this Zhao Minmin, who was always a little girl in his eyes, "Minmin, do you think you know him Shen Qingwen?"

It's as if you hear someone ask you how many times one plus one is equal, and the answer can be said without thinking. Zhao Minmin smiled lightly, and her red lips opened slightly to answer. However, when the words came to his lips, he didn't know where to start.

She looked at Zhao Wuwu with a smile on her face, and bit her lower lip habitually. Yes, when someone asks you this question that everyone knows, you have to think. If it was ten years ago, no, four years ago, you asked Zhao Minmin this question, Zhao Minmin could answer it confidently.

Now, Zhao Minmin's beautiful eyes lowered her head in confusion. For four years, Shen Qingwen had no sequence, and Zhao Minmin only learned about Shen Qingwen's condition in Gu Shengwang's letters. And he, Shen Qingwen, what kind of calculations have he been making in the past four years.

Zhao Minmin thought of Shen Qingwen's conversation with the peach blossom wine seller in the peach blossom dock. As if he deliberately let himself hear it, thinking about it like this, Zhao Minmin's eyes widened in disbelief.

"No, it can't be. The original self-confidence was shaken, and Zhao Minmin turned his gaze to the other side. With his hands around his legs, Zhao Minmin thought about it alone for a long time.

Zhao Wuwu didn't show any other look, he still smiled on his face, looking at the bonfire, out of his mind, not knowing what he was thinking.

The brother and sister are like this, one looking at the fire and the other with his face sideways. Thoughts are like the night sky overhead, one moment the sky is full of stars, and the other is as dark as ink.

"I still believe in him. A wisp of breeze dragged the ends of Zhao Minmin's hair, and Zhao Minmin got up after whispering. Still so confident in her black and white clothes, she said to her royal brother in the sleeping woods: "This is the basic thing to be a good wife, isn't it?"

When the words landed, a loud sword roar woke up the woods, and the dissatisfied cries of the sleeping birds were intertwined with the sound of the long sword breaking through the air, and the white-clothed prince sitting in place blinked.

The bonfire jumped, he shook his head with a smile, and said impatiently to the evil shadow that appeared on the side: "This is really a big woman." ”

The shadow, whose face could not be seen clearly, was silent for a while, and at an appropriate time he asked, "Your Highness, what did you mean by what you just said?"

Literally. ”

Zhao Wuwu returned with a smile, and he stood up when the sky was full of fireworks in Zhulu City. Standing with his hands behind his back, the wind and waves stirred up by the fireworks dragged the woods and lined his white clothes.

"It seems to have failed. Shadow muttered.

Dressed in white, he glanced at the shadow lightly when he heard the words, and his face was gloomy under the brilliant firelight, like a cold place in the north. When the fireworks cleared, he put away his expression and patted the already sweaty shadow on the shoulder, "It's time to go." ”

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Chase the deer city, and the residence of the prince of the town

An old face was criss-crossed, and the elderly Zhenguo Gong was drinking tea alone in the courtyard, and the carriage was waiting outside the pavilion, waiting for his orders.

"Is the matter done?" asked Xiao Si, who didn't look back, after taking a sip of tea.

A gust of wind burst out of the small pavilion, blowing the old trees in the courtyard that were bare and only the branches squeaked, and the little four wearing a hat and a plain coat replied respectfully: "It's done." ”

Zhen Guogong hummed, took another sip of tea, admired the bright moon outside the courtyard for a while, and looked at the lonely starry sky, he asked: "Little Si, is it right or wrong for us to do this." ”

"Little Four doesn't know. The groom shook his head in the wind.

Zhen Guogong touched the whitened beard on his chin, and after laughing a few times, he got up and finally looked at the horseman Xiaosi, "Xiaosi, do you remember what I said to you when I led you into Zhenguo Gong's mansion?"

"Those who enter the Wu Mansion are born as Wu Mansion people and die as Wu Mansion ghosts. Led by the Wu family all his life, he will always maintain the most loyal heart to the Wu family. The little four muffs replied fluently.

Zhen Guogong's eyes stained with years stared at Xiao Si for a long time in the dark night, and he still asked in a deep voice: "Then tell me, did you do it?"

Xiao Si was taken aback when he heard this, he knelt on the ground without having time to think, his legs were in heavy contact with the ground, Xiao Si's forehead was already the size of a bean's sweat, and he replied in a panic: "Xiao Si's loyalty to adults and the Wu family can be seen by the sun and the moon." ”

It seemed that he was very satisfied with Xiao Si's appearance, and there was a slight smile on the old face of Zhenguo Gong. He stretched out his hand, and an invisible gust of wind departed from his palm, holding up the simple figure that was trembling on its knees.

Xiao Si gasped slightly, and his black eyes were full of panic that he didn't have time to react. Seeing this embarrassed appearance, Zhenguo Gong became slightly angry, waved his hand and said, "You go down, just pick up Di'er tomorrow morning." Remember, make sure that this goes smoothly. Otherwise, you should know how to do it. ”

The horseman replied lightly, and then retreated in a panic and respectfully.

In this small courtyard, only a poor old man remained. The old man looked at the empty position in front of him for a long time, and then there was the sound of fireworks flying in the sky, and then there was a shocking sound of fireworks and brilliant firelight sprinkled in the courtyard.

At the height of the fireworks, the old Zhenguo Gong looked at the empty seat, turned to his late wife, and muttered, "Madam, I have finally taken this step." Wu, after all, he still lost his words. That's it, after a while, my father will be able to meet you in person, but I am apologizing. ”

When the fireworks fell, in this windless courtyard, only the sigh of the one-year-old Guogong remained.

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Zhulu City, the residence of the eight princes of Chu State

Dressed in simple clothes, the handsome Eighth Prince was in a very good mood at this time. Drinking wine, eating meat, and admiring the enchanting dancing girls in the courtyard. Next to him, sat a slightly fat, fat body.

The owner of the body is called Weng Youqian, who is well known to everyone in the Chu Heavenly Kingdom, and everyone gritted their teeth when they heard this name, vowing to destroy the dog official of the eighteenth generation of his ancestors.

Weng Youqian also knew about this, but who told the prince of Chutian to be the prince of the popular prince to favor him.

"Your Highness, are you satisfied with this dance?" the thief-eyed Weng Youqian watched Chu Tianlang's every move, and at an opportune moment, he asked.

Chu Tianlang nodded, and glanced at Weng Youqian with his somewhat confused eyes. The latter's obscene face was infinitely enlarged in Chu Tianlang's eyes, like a maggot, and Chu Tianlang only felt sick to his stomach.

But who is called, he is the biological brother of his biological mother Weng. The Weng family has a huge influence in the DPRK and China, and it can almost be said that it covers the sky with half a hand. Chu Tianlang taboos the Weng family, and at the same time wants to use the Weng family.

Chu Tianlang smiled at Weng You, who immediately looked flattered, holding the wine glass in his hand as if he had squeezed the oil pump, and poured a full glass of wine for Chu Tianlang.

Outside the courtyard, it seems to be hidden in the night sky, suddenly illuminated by the moonlight, and the gorgeous fireworks are like buds waiting to be released, and they bloom in an instant.

Under the fireworks, the oily Weng Youqian held his wine glass and said to Chu Tianlang with a disgusting smile: "Your Highness, please." ”

Chu Tianlang looked at the chubby body in front of him lightly, the hands under the table had unconsciously clenched into fists, and the green tendon stripes flickered and dimmed under the fireworks.

When the brilliant fireworks disappeared, Chu Tianlang still let go of his hands, took the wine glass, and drank the glass of oil-stained wine in front of Xingyue.

Weng Youqian laughed, gave a thumbs up and praised: "Your Highness has a good amount of wine! Come on, come on, Weng will pour you another glass." ”

Chu Tianlang, who had finished drinking a glass, threw the wine glass to Weng Youqian.

In the middle of the night, in a corner where everyone was sleeping, the eighth prince of Chu State, who was spitting wine alone in the corner, wiped his mouth. Towards the earth, he swore to the sun and the moon that when everything was over, he would kill the fat man.

Thousands of knives cut him, I can't understand his hatred today, and his suffering for several years!

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The early morning chase was broken by the sound of brass pipes as loud as a sword.

The bleak and desolate sound accompanied the flying snow fell on this deer city.

Zhao Minmin, who was far away outside Zhulu City, heard this familiar and unfamiliar suona sound, and she smiled slightly on the flying sword. Beautiful eyes blink in the air, very cute.

Who said that he Shen Qingwen has changed? In fact, there should be one, and he has become more likeable.

And Zhao Wuwu, who was in the carriage, heard the melodious suona sound, shook his head, sighed lightly, lifted the curtain in the carriage, and looked at the deer city farther and farther away through the not-so-bright sunlight.

He wondered if Shen Qingwen hadn't realized what had accelerated the demise of the Shen Mansion back then, and what had to save him from the lives of his parents and even the entire Shen Mansion.

sighed lightly, Zhao Wuwu did not pity Shen Qingwen, but pity his imperial sister, don't be a widow at a young age.

When the time comes, it will really give himself and Zhao Guo a headache.