"Qingqing, do you also know the old scholar?"
Zhu Qianyun is a girl who doesn't like to leave her words on the floor. Seeing that Zhuge Qing didn't resist talking to her, she started chatting:
"I haven't seen the old scholar for a long time. I don't know how his health is and whether there have been any changes. His liver has been not doing well before. I don't know if Aunt Liu asked him to stop drinking."
After listening to Zhu Qianyun's thoughts, Zhuge Qing asked: "It seems that the girl is also an old friend of Huang... old scholar?"
"I was his former student."
Zhu Qianyun said with a pure smile unique to a girl: "I originally went to school in Beiliang, but then I returned to the capital due to some changes and never came back. This time I came back to see my old friends. "
Yeah.
Zhuge Qing still remembered the prediction he made on the carriage, which was "to break into the Dragon-Tiger situation alone for the destined person." In other words, the girl from the royal family in front of her came to Beiliang for more than just visiting old friends.
but···
None of my business.
She sighed secretly in her heart, what she cared about was still the boy who couldn't even figure herself out. In Zhuge Qing's mind, the scene of that delicate and handsome young man setting off fireworks with someone else's ashes appeared.
Ever since he understood the secrets of heaven and discovered the "art of divination", Zhuge Qing has become accustomed to the habit of casually calculating the future. For her, everyone is a line. Those who intersect are destined to be entangled. Those who do not intersect are destined to have no fate.
Therefore, Zhuge Qing is used to spying on the secrets of heaven and "going with the flow". But when she was talking to Zhou Li, Zhuge Qing was surprised to find that he couldn't see the threads wrapped around everyone.
Because all the threads are connected to Zhou Li's body in different colors.
This was also the first time she felt confused and fearful of the future. Ever since the moment he left his parents' graves and entered Longhu Mountain at the age of three, Zhuge Qing had never felt the tension and expectation for the future so clearly.
It's fun, really fun.
For the first time, Zhuge Qing felt happy, which was much more interesting than the hemorrhoid attack when his third uncle went down the mountain and was deceived. Therefore, she chose to stay in Beiliang. She wanted to see with her own eyes what kind of existence this young man could actually make the secrets of heaven cover up for him.
"Actually, I came here to find someone."
Having said this, Zhu Qianyun's jade-like pretty face was smeared with a layer of rosy red. She looked at the marks on the beam with rapt attention and said softly: "I wonder if he is still there..."
"oh?"
Without even calculating, Zhuge Qing could see the girl's Huaichun appearance. Zhou Li's appearance cheered up the originally tired girl, so her fingers only trembled slightly, instead of pinching them together, she asked with a smile:
"I wonder if that person is Miss Qianyun's sweetheart?"
"certainly."
Zhu Qianyun didn't have any of the shyness or shyness of a little girl. On the contrary, she, who was always resolute, smiled slightly, nodded, and said decisively: "If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I wouldn't be what I am now."
Zhuge Qing was startled for a moment, then smiled in relief. Even though she has been traveling around the world for more than ten years, there are very few girls who admit that they have a loved one so openly, let alone among the majestic royal family.
"Then can you tell Xiaodao what kind of young talent it is that makes Miss Qianyun so attracted to him?"
Zhuge Qing also became interested and asked curiously. She herself didn't realize that her habit of spying on secrets had begun to weaken.
"He..."
It seemed that the girl who was caught in memories was glowing with soft light. With a happy smile and a look of memories in her eyes, the girl said softly:
"Actually, he is not a young talent that the world likes. He is a bit clumsy and interesting. He doesn't like the Four Books and Five Classics, but he is a complete genius in spiritual energy. He doesn't like women who are weak and always have a straight face. Teach me a lesson so that I won’t be bound by the word princess for the rest of my life.”
"This is a strange man."
Zhuge Qing nodded. Just as Zhu Qianyun said, Ming Dynasty's attitude toward women was generally the same as that of caring for their husbands and raising their children. Although there are female generals such as Zhao Qinyun and Tian Cong who have made great achievements as women, they are still in the minority. Most people still regard getting married as everything to them.
"So, I'm very lucky. I didn't waste my time on sightseeing and rouge like other sisters. I followed him, practiced Lingqi, learned talismans, and got to know the prosperity of this world. The view.”
Stretching out his hand and looking at the thick calloused fingers, Zhu Qianyun showed no pity for the skin as a girl would. Instead, he regarded it as a kind of small pride and softly showed off:
"Therefore, I can choose to take off my gold and silver jewelry, pick up the crescent knife, and leave the capital to protect the people I love most and my best friends."
At the same time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. Zhu Qianyun was also freed from memories. When the door was slowly opened and a familiar figure appeared in front of the two girls, Zhu Qianyun's eyes suddenly bloomed with beautiful light.
"Brother Zhou!"
The baby swallow jumped into Zhou Li's arms as if returning to the nest, raised her head, her bright eyes were full of joy and happiness. Zhu Qianyun looked at Zhou Li who was stiff, as if he was about to transform into a corpse, and said happily:
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Um? It's him?
Zhuge Qing was stunned for a moment when she saw this scene, and then a faint smile appeared on her face.
This young man is indeed not simple.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait."
At this time, Zhou Li felt that his whole body was congested and the temperature was high. He looked at this strange yet somewhat familiar woman and stuttered when he spoke:
"No, who are you? Do we know each other?"
"Hey."
With a playful wink, Zhu Qianyun took a step back, raised the corners of her skirt with both hands, and gently and elegantly pushed down the white gauze skirt. After performing a ladylike ceremony that only a few people knew about, Zhu Qianyun pursed her lips and asked with a smile:
"Brother Zhou, do you recognize me now?"
From doubt, to contemplation, to thoughtfulness, and finally, disbelief.
"Little fist stone?!"
"Little fist stone?!"
"I told you not to call me Xiaoquanshi, my name is Ma Yuchan!!!!"
Blushing, the girl stamped her feet and said angrily: "Why are you still calling me this nickname after so many years?!"
"Wo Ri, they say that women have undergone eighteen transformations. Have you mutated?!"
Zhou Li looked at the graceful and graceful girl in front of him in disbelief. His brain was almost on fire. "No, no, no, you are definitely not Xiao Quan Shi. How could you? That's not right. This is not right. You were taken away." Already?"
"Hmm."
After calming down her excitement, the girl put her hands on her waist and hummed sweetly. Then she looked behind Zhou Li, as if looking for someone, and said excitedly:
"Where's Sugar? Where's the others? Back then, he wanted to marry me when he grew up. Now that I'm so good-looking, wouldn't it be an advantage for him? No, I have to let him wash my feet for a month! He also has to give me socks. Wash it, who asked his sect to bully me every day and ask me to wash his feet?!"
In an instant, the air in the entire room fell into zero-degree frost.
Ah, so it's not him?
Zhuge Qing was stunned as his aunt laughed at the side.
Sugar? Who is Baitang?
Why were the expressions of Zhou Li and the little white-haired girl frozen?
"how to say?"
Zhou Li didn't even look at it, he grabbed Tang Wan who was about to run away with his arms thrown away, and then pressed Tang Wan in front of him under Zhu Qianyun's curious gaze, and said with a numb face:
"Maybe, your Baitang won't be able to marry you in a short time."
"Brother Zhou Li, what do you mean?"
Zhu Qianyun was startled at first, and then said in horror: "Could it be that I'm late and he's already..."
"No, no, that's not the problem."
Zhou Li turned his head, gritted his teeth, and said in a somewhat unspeakable voice:
"I know how much you want to get married to Tang Cen, but there are some things where haste makes waste. For example, you can try it with your sugar first..."
"How about being sisters for a while?"
"ah?"
(End of chapter)
