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I'm here to pick you up (1)
"I heard Mr. Qian said that our uncle is a great demon. You think, great demon, that must be a curse, there is something to say..."
"The scourge left for a thousand years."
"Yes, the scourge remains for thousands of years, so he must live a long life."
Thinking that Chu Changge is a long-lived master, the ladies breathed a long sigh of relief. Long life is good, long life is good, whether he is a fire pit or not, it is better to have a man by his side than to be a widow. .
Although they were separated by tens of meters, their conversation still did not escape Chu Changge's ears. Chu Changge didn't hear anything else, just heard the two words...Nie Qing.
Listening to their tone of voice, it seems that they want Nie Qing to be the son-in-law.
Suddenly, a faint cold flashed through the calm black eyes.
In the study room separated by a wall, Nie Qing, who was writing memorials, shuddered suddenly, looked up strangely at the sky, the sky was clear, unlike the sky, how did he feel a dark cloud above his head?
Dynasty is very anxious, very. Because he is really undecided whether to leave or stay. Was pacing back and forth in the room nonstop throughout the morning.
Murong Yunshu wanted to ignore him, but he dangled in front of her as if deliberately trying to attract her attention. With a light sigh, Murong Yunshu stopped his embroidering hand and said, "Exercise does not change the fact that you are born dull. Stop it for a while."
Born to be dull... Born... The Dynasty found that after a few days, he became more and more calm. For example, now, he actually didn't feel at all, and carried through the spirit of breaking the pot to the end... Anyway, he never expected heard good things from her mouth.
"Are you happy to see me fidgeting?" Dynasty asked weakly.
Murong Yunshu continued to embroider plum blossoms on the handkerchief. After passing through a stitch, he said indifferently, "I don't want to base my happiness on your pain, so why bother to take yourself? To entertain me with your pain?"
Dynasty was full of black lines, he was wrong, he was really wrong, he shouldn't have solved her dumb acupoint at all!
Pointing his index finger, Murong Yunshu only felt an air current stuck in his throat. The expiration time is over.
Zhang Yu couldn't see it anymore, and said coldly: "Wait any longer, we will wait for Chu Changge sooner or later."
The dynasty nodded his head. At this time, even if Zhang Yu said he should die, he would praise it with reason.
"Rather than cowering and hiding in the brothel, it's better to let go and die early and overtake your life."
Dynasty continued to nod, your mind is clear and you are all listening.
So the three finally left the brothel, took care of a good carriage, and drove towards the city gate.
When Dynasty and Zhang Yu were driving a carriage to turn right onto South Avenue, the handsome white man of Ichitoyo drove his horse from the north, and his scattered long hair flew arrogantly in the wind, sharp like a goshawk. From far to near, his vision is compelling. Dynasty suddenly had the illusion of seeing a ghost in broad daylight, and he extremely doubted whether he was too worried about meeting Chu Changge on the narrow road, so that he had hallucinations...
When Dynasty was at a loss, Zhang Yu pulled on the reins and let the carriage drive onto South Avenue, driving smoothly and smoothly like an ordinary carriage.
"He, he seems to have seen me..." Dynasty said in a daze.
"Shut up!" Zhang Yu reprimanded in a low voice, continuing to watch Liu Lu and listen to all directions, always paying attention to the movement behind.
Inside the carriage, Murong Yunshu was closing his eyes and rested. He suddenly heard that the dynasty mentioned Chu Changge, and he was overjoyed. He quietly looked out from the small window on the side and just saw Chu Changge's figure flash by. go with.
Murong Yunshu immediately put his head out completely, his gaze followed the stalwart figure, and stared at him for a long time, until he couldn't see anything, he sighed deeply and withdrew his gaze.
I waited so many days for so many days, but in exchange they passed by. Is she destined to do this, or is their fate yet to come?
After Chu Changge left, the dynasty was in a good mood, humming a little song all the way, and went out of the city smoothly. In contrast, Murong Yunshu's mood is much worse. Passing by Chu Changge made her feel a little confused. The pimple in her heart can't go away. I don't know if she can't live with Chu Changge or herself. .
"Zhang Yu, guess where is Chu Changge now?" Dynasty asked with a dog's tail grass in his mouth, tilting his head and smiling.
"I don't know." Zhang Yu was too lazy to care about him.
"Guess it." Dynasty stared at him sideways, insisting on letting him guess.
A trace of impatience flashed between Zhang Yu's indifferent thick eyebrows, and suddenly his eyebrows frowned, and he stopped urgently.
The dynasty was not mentally prepared, staggered and almost thrown out. "You murdered!" he yelled at Zhang Yu dissatisfied.
Zhang Yu always looked ahead and said coldly: "I guess he is right in front of you."
"He's right in front of me..." The Dynasty suddenly changed his face, turned his head to look, and saw Chu Changge sitting firmly on the tall horse, condescendingly, staring at them coldly. "You, you... why are you here?" The dynasty regretted it as soon as he said it. They changed their faces now. If they pretended to be a passerby, Chu Changge might not recognize it. But the moment he spoke, his identity was revealed. Immediately, the dynasty couldn't wait to dig a hole and bury itself.
Chu Changge looked at the curtain of the carriage and said, "I'm waiting for her."
At this moment, Murong Yunshu lifted the curtain and smiled, smiling like a flower, walked out of the car hood, and looked at him quietly.
In an instant, time freezes, the world fades, and everything around it seems to have disappeared. Above this vast land, only she and him are left, staring at each other quietly. Just like this, no one spoke, because they no longer need words to communicate.
Chu Changge gently tugged the reins, rode slowly to the side of the carriage, stretched out his left hand, and said softly: "I'm here to pick you up." Chu Changge used all his strength to say a short sentence. , Just because this sentence has been pressed in my heart for too long, too long.
Murong Yunshu smiled and put his hand into his palm. When the warm current came from her fingertips, she felt like a thunder and lightning, and she felt her heart skip a beat, sweet and astringent, unable to tell. The taste is unfamiliar and long-lost.
Chu Changge held her hand tightly, pulled her to the horseback with a gentle pull, and at the same time applied a little more force on her waist to unlock her dumb acupuncture point, and then put her hand on her waist, low He said, "Hold me tight."
"Yeah." Murong Yunshu's obedient hands wrapped around his waist, letting the blush spread all over his face.
Rarely so obedient. Chu Changge hooked the corner of his mouth, raised his whip, and galloped away.
Dynasty and Zhang Yu watched this scene happen, did not dared to say half of the word "no", until the dark horse disappeared from the end of sight, the two people were relieved, but the first thing they thought was not how they would do it. Without dissent, watching them swagger away, but...why didn't Chu Changge kill them.
It stands to reason that they robbed Murong Yunshu, in the eyes of Chu Changge, they committed the crime of destroying the Nine Clans. Why didn't he not only hurt them, but didn't even give a warning?
Dynasty scratched his head and asked Zhang Yu, "What should I do next?"
"Back to the palace."
"But Murong Yunshu..."
"If you lose two opportunities in a row, do you still have the ability to get her back from Chu Changge?"
"No." The current Chu Changge will definitely guard Murong Yunshu every step of the way. It is harder to get close to her than to reach the sky. Taking ten thousand steps back, even if he got close to her and caught her, he was not sure that he could take her back to the palace. Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that if Murong Yunshu wants to play him, it is as easy as he is playing a fool. To put it harshly, in her eyes, he is completely inferior.
I really canβt figure it out, how could the prince look at such a difficult woman...
At the same time, Chu Changge and Murong Yunshu rode together and came to the deserted levee, with thousands of miles of white clouds above their heads, standing against the wind with their feet on the rolling river, so uncomfortable!
The horse seemed to understand the owner's mood to appreciate the scenery, consciously slowed down and walked leisurely.
The horse was running fast. Murong Yunshu was afraid of falling off the horse. He had forgotten about the protection of men and women. He kept holding Chu Changge's waist tightly, with his forehead resting on his back, his eyes closed tightly, nothing was rustling in his mind. Apart from the wind, there is nothing. Now as soon as the horse slowed down, she immediately realized how close the two were moving at this time, and quickly released the hand that was around his waist. Unexpectedly, when the horse got down and lifted her back foot, she almost fell off. Fortunately, Chu Changge responded quickly and supported her backhand.
"This accident tells you a truth: you must dismantle the bridge after crossing the river." Chu Changge teased.
Murong Yunshu was speechless, she just let go of her hand, is this considered as crossing the river to demolish the bridge? If she doesn't let go, she is taking advantage of him. She is a knowledgeable person, how can she take advantage of men...
Chu Changge said with a smile: "Between taking advantage and being taken advantage of, men enjoy the latter more."
scare! Murong Yunshu was shocked, this person can read mind? Or is there a third eye on the back of the skull? Thinking of this, Murong Yunshu raised his head and aimed at the back of his head, without a third eye...
Suddenly, the wind started, and Chu Changge's freely scattered long hair flew up and hit Murong Yunshu's face. It was a bit pierced, but there was an indescribable throbbing in his heart, as if there was a magical power, calling her to approach him.