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At the bridgehead, Zhuge was a robes and sat high on the horse.
Fang Hao said with a deep voice: "Master, Chu girl is coming."
The voice just fell, a team of people suddenly appeared on the horizon, the head of the girl was wearing a white cloak, eyebrows and smiles, coming in the wind.
"Miss!" Mei Xiang originally sat on the stone, and when she saw Chu Qiao, she jumped up happily.
Chu Qiao and others immediately came to the front, she jumped off the horse, and Mei Xiang together. Mei Xiang said while crying: "Miss, I thought you lied to me, I thought you really didn't come."
Jingjing, Ping An and others also happily rushed over and asked about their experiences. Peace is the portrayal of the day's war, and it is very proud. He Xiao has no family, and he is not willing to stay in the Sui and Tang Dynasties. Although he and the people of the seventh month did not meet each other, but they had already heard each other's names, they were familiar with it in a short time.
Only Zhuge's face stood in the same place, and looked coldly and Chu Qiao, who was warm and fragrant, and the two rows of teeth almost bitten.
Finally, the inhuman eye stunned the joy of someone’s reunion for a long time. She smiled and went forward. Zhuge’s move just started. She immediately raised her two hands and shouted: “Stop! Last time !I promise!"
Zhuge Yu stretched out her hand to ask her to give her a lesson, but she did not know where to start when she painted for a long time. Looking at her shrinking neck and closing her eyes, he awkwardly angered: "Why don't you fight back?"
Chu Qiao opened his eyes and pouted, and looked very pitiful. "I admit mistakes."
"Do you still know that you are wrong?" Zhuge slanted her eyes and glared at her, and regardless of the surrounding eyes of the subordinates, she was very inhumane and reached out and grabbed Chu Qiao’s cheeks, which was not very fleshy. Don't reply to me, can you be strong?"
"I don't have time!" Chu Qiao bitterly defended himself.
"I don't have time to reply, but I have a letter to burn my letter?"
Chu Qiao looked up and defended himself: "If I don't make a bitter and deep hatred, Sun Hao won't believe it. He doesn't believe that Jing'an Wang will not believe it."
Zhuge glared at her and continued to ask sharply: "Why don't you give me a message earlier, let me run so far with the soldiers and horses?"
Chu Qiao narrowed his neck and rubbed his eyes, not knowing how to answer.
"Not yet recruited!"
"It’s Li Ce who let me do this. I can help you find him."
Zhuge licked his teeth and brewed for a long time. After all, he said coldly: "If you know each other, then I will bring the soldiers to the old nest of Li Ce, and see who you want to be the emperor!"
Just blow it. Chu Qiao whispered in his heart, but on the surface he still said very well: "That is, how can I? I will count and count, never regret."
Zhuge Yu was very stinky and looked up at his head. The big man’s self-esteem was greatly satisfied."Wow!" The cry of a child suddenly came from a carriage that accompanied Chuo, and Zhuge and others glimpsed. Chu Qiao quickly ran over the curtain of the carriage, and saw that the two brides were holding a baby of four or five months old. The child apparently just woke up and was doing a daily compulsory course: crying.
Chu Qiao quickly hugged the child in his arms and was very skilled at picking up.
"What is this?" Zhuge was gloomy and asked coldly.
Chu Qiao looked at him strangely and answered very honestly: "Child."
"I know!" Zhuge's anger is getting worse and worse, "Who is this child?"
Chu Qiao thought this time and did not explain it to everyone. He said: "This is Li Ce's third son, Li Qingrong, but we may need to change his name in the future. His mother is Zhan Zikai, and Li Ce will die before his death. He entrusted me with the fear that the child would be persecuted in the palace in the future, so I was entrusted to take him out of the palace."
"Li Ce's son?" Zhuge 玥 frowned and squatted, and saw that the child's lips were red and white, and his eyes were black and lacquered. He was grimacing and playing with the tassels on the Chucho windbreaker. I swayed and turned around, and it was like the old man who died.
He was a little bit desolate in his heart. When he was about to talk, the child suddenly saw him. The black lacquered eyes turned around, and suddenly he let go of the door and screamed and cried, his hands and feet screaming, obviously uncomfortable. To the extreme.
"What's wrong? What are you crying?" Chu Qiao whispered to himself.
Mei Xiang also ran up and asked the nurse, "Is the child hungry?"
The milkmaid shook his head and said that he had just finished eating. Mei Xiang turned over the child's cockroaches and did not see urine.
Chu Qiao suddenly blessed his heart and turned to Zhuge Yu: "Children may hate you."
Zhuge’s face was green and he said: “Why hate me?”
"Try it a little further, maybe it is."
Someone really can't accept it, wrinkled a pair of swords and said: "Why? I didn't beat him."
"Some people are very unpopular, maybe you are like this."
"Yeah, brother-in-law, you will go far. Maybe Ronge will be scared when he sees you." Jingjing added oil and vinegar.
"Why?" The seventh month of the month was very weak and refuted. It was very loyal to support its master. "In fact, the young master seems to be very approachable and amiable..." Unfortunately, he is not confident enough, the more the voice is smaller.
Finally, Zhuge Wei walked out of the crowd under the crowd, and Li Qingrong suddenly stopped crying. Although he just cried too hard, he couldn’t get it back, sobbing in a low voice.
But there is already a shallow smile on my lips.
In a short while, a group of people suddenly burst into a burst of laughter. The little guy played with the hilt of the seventh month and reached the head. He was biting in the face of the seventh month of resentment.
Zhuge 玥 sits on a large rock far away, looking at the people in the distance, his heart whispered: dead scorpion, look like you.
Chu Qiao did not know when he ran over and sat down next to him.A group of people who are trembled in the world, are still busy with a baby. After a while, they listened to Mei Xiang and pointed to the wooden squad. "Oh, the child is stunned, you hold it first, oh! I Let you hold you!"
Chu Qiao hugged Zhuge's arm, put his face on his shoulder, looked at him sideways, and said with a long breath: "It's finally over."
"Tired?"
"Fortunately." Chu Qiao closed his eyes, and the golden red light sprinkled on her face. "Just fearing that you are worried, always keep up with yourself and say faster."
Zhuge Wei still can't let go of resentment and continue to ask: "Why don't you read my letter?"
"I don't know if I can succeed," she looked up slightly and smiled at Zhuge. "I didn't have the confidence at the time. I was afraid that I would fail and die. I was afraid that I would never continue to insist on seeing your letter. The courage to go on."
Chu Qiao smiled like a flower, she seems to rarely laugh like this in her life, without any concern, without any burden. She smiled and said: "You are my weakness, it will make me unwilling to be strong."
Zhuge looked at her and his face gradually softened. He reached out and grabbed her waist, his voice was low, and faintly said: "Beside me, you don't have to be strong." Then she bowed her head on her lips.
"Oh! Shame!" The scream of Jingjing suddenly sounded.
The vastness of the heavens and the earth, the season of the late autumn, a bright yellow splendid.
Chu Qiao never saw Zhuge Yu sleep like this. When he got on the boat from Zhangzhou, he slept, and he didn't blink for a day or night. Even Chu Qiao didn't know when he entered the door. On the seventh day of the month, he said that he had not slept a good feeling since the start of Zhenhuang. After the road from Xianyang to the dry road, he did not even have eyes together. At this moment, he must have been tired.
Zhuge's body is actually not very good. In the past few days, she has seen him secretly eating a black-black pill. She went to ask for the month seven privately, but he was vague. Mei Xiang slightly passed some pharmacology, and later said to Chu Qiao, Zhuge Yu must be overworked, lack of energy, and caused by cold.
Overworked, caused by cold...
Chu Qiao is sitting on a chair with his chin. The boat is very stable, the weather is good, there is no wind and no waves, the window is closed, but you can still see the green mountains and green waters that have gone outside through the window paper.
She also remembered the time when she was forced to flee from the Sui and Tang Dynasties. At that time, Zhan Ziyu and Zhan Zikai’s brothers and sisters were still unknown. Li Ce was still alive. In the Tang Dynasty, he was a good-looking prince. Mr. Wu, Yu Girl and others are still struggling for their ideals. Yan Yan is also a close friend and lover who grew up with her. She is also full of confidence in the future, and she is deeply convinced that she can do her best for this devastated person with the help of a group of like-minded friends.Unfortunately, time is the most ruthless killing weapon in the world. Li Ce is gone, Mr. Wu was killed, and Yu girl died in her arms. Zhan Ziyu killed all her loved ones because of her ambitions. The like-minded friends she thought were actually not as loyal as I imagined. Many people gradually left her, and Yan Yan also went farther and farther with her, and eventually became a stranger.
Jiangshan fell, the hegemony was taken off, and the ideal became gray with the weather. Like the wormwood in the late autumn, the leaves of the barren and yellow leaves sneered at the vows of the past.
Yes, who can stay the same, even if she is today, is it the same as before?
She gently turned back and Zhuge was still sleeping quietly. He is really an awkward and stubborn person. Even if he falls asleep, his brow is wrinkled. The two-way eyes are covered by eyelids, and the more prominent facial features are highlighted: the nose is tall, the lips are thin, and the outline is clear.
I heard that people who have such a face have always been indifferent, and only him, so persistent, so eager to make a slap in the face, stubbornly makes people feel bad.
The stagnation of the Sui and Tang dynasties and the torrents under the precipitation of the last millennium are not like the sharp and sharp fronts on the surface of the Great Summer and Yanbei, but a cold arrow that is invisible, wrapped in layers of beautiful embroidery and warm smoke. Inadvertently you can kill people invisible.
She later learned from the mouth of the old hospital of Sui and Tang Tai Hospital that the death of Li Ce's father was also due to Li Ce's mother.
For so many years, she has been trying to kill the Tang Emperor, poison, assassination is all-in-one, and several times almost succeeded, and the old emperor has always maintained her, do not promote the matter. He also angered and hated, with the king of Luo, and her maiden as a hostage, yelling at other shackles, banned her, and even put it into the cold for three times. However, in the end, she was still unable to rival her own heart. In his later years, he dismissed all the palaces, leaving only one of her, and she loved her passport. She seemed to be influenced by him and gave him a few years of happiness. Days.
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