Zhao Changhe suffocated so much that his face turned into an eggplant.
I really thought that "you can learn the sword's will at a glance". Just lie to others. This time, you even deceived yourself.
Did you really learn those things by yourself? The gold foil has repeatedly slowed down the gesture for you to imitate dozens or hundreds of times!
Besides, the understanding of martial arts is really not the same thing as these... I think I know it in my head, but it's useless in my hands.
"What's going on... I, I'll come back another day? First, let's go tell the maid a story..." Seeing that the string was broken and unable to be played, Zhao Changhe made a poor excuse and ran away as if for his life.
Tang Wanzhuang watched him leave with a straight face, until she turned out of the waterside pavilion and could no longer see anyone, she suddenly smiled and whispered: "No wonder Hebuqi gets along well, he is obviously a big boy."
Baoqin was crying: "My strings..."
"Hold Qin and be good, don't cry. My sister will help you beat him tomorrow."
"Miss, are you going to be with this stinky bear? Woohoo..."
"No, Zhao Changhe is the man Tang Wanzhuang will never get. Be good, your face is wet with tears."
Baoqin raised his head with tears in his eyes: "Young lady, do you really want him?"
Tang Wanzhuang was startled and laughed dumbly: "It's just an allusion, let's see where you go. It's not so much that I want him, it's better to say that Daxia wants him, but it's best... don't say it in one sentence. prophecy."
After saying that, he got up from his seat and wanted to go out.
Bao Qin asked curiously: "Miss, where are you going?"
"There are still a lot of unfinished things in Gusu..." Tang Wanzhuang sighed a little tiredly: "He moves in a hurry and never has peace of mind, so why am I the same? I can take a break for half a day, listen to a story from him, and then return here I can’t tell whether the music is for him to meditate or to rest for myself.”
…………
Zhao Changhe quickly returned to his guest house, but was stunned for a moment when he entered the door.
Sisi lay on her bed, sleeping soundly without any image.
Zhao Changhe thought of the topic he had casually asked in the morning... Maybe she really didn't have a place to sleep last night. She didn't know where she spent the night meditating, right?
Judging from her beauty, she is unlikely to be an ordinary person from the ancient spirit tribe. She is obviously well-nourished and does not need to do menial work. She felt that she was Duan Yu. She didn't deny that she had guessed her as a little princess before, so she should be. But why would a little princess run away and suffer?
And her lack of moral integrity does not only refer to matters of etiquette and restraint. For example, at Bailian Temple, she actually knelt down when he forced her to kneel down. This seemed inconsistent with the little princess. How could there be such a shameless princess...
But no matter what, now the two of them have fought side by side and are already friends. Basically, if she wants to say something and is able to say it, she will naturally say it, and it will be difficult to force it. Zhao Changhe didn't think too much at this time. He pulled the corner of the thin quilt on the side, covered her briefly, and then sat by the window to read.
The sound of the piano is really good. I feel very calm at this time. I don’t even feel the hot summer. In the past, I couldn’t stand reading a few lines of books, but now I can read them...
Looking back, I was not only in a hurry, but almost exhausted.
slow down……
Haste makes waste.
The blood evil wrapped around the body and the spiritual platform unknowingly stopped like a flat lake. Zhao Changhe even felt that the next attack cycle would be delayed a lot.
Sisi opened her eyes on the bed, looked down at the thin quilt covering her body, and then looked at Zhao Changhe who was reading quietly by the window.
I was full of resentment, but it calmed down unconsciously, and I just watched him reading quietly without saying anything for a long time.
"Are you awake?" Zhao Changhe turned over a page of the book and said casually: "Did you read this book before going to bed?"
Sisi glanced at it and saw that it was a beginner's guide to pairs, and said: "Yes, Chinese humanities. I have wanted to learn it before, but I still think martial arts is more important and I don't have time to get into this. Listen to me. After telling the story, I felt that it was interesting to learn a little bit, so I read the enlightenment book of their servant girl."
"How's it going? It's quite fun, right?"
"It's okay to have some fun, it doesn't mean much." Sisi lazily got up and followed her hair, showing off her exquisite and beautiful figure, but found that Zhao Changhe didn't even look at it, and was quite flirtatious. It was boring for the blind man to see: "Hey, maybe you think the couple is more interesting than me?"
"I didn't find it interesting before, but after I calmed down, I found it interesting." Zhao Changhe said leisurely: "There is wine in the world, but no poetry. There is indeed something missing... Daxia has Tang Dynasty makeup, which is a supplement. Got into this position."
Sisi was shocked: "You are talking to me, but you are thinking about Tang Wanzhuang!"
Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm talking about the poetry and painting she represents, not about her as a person. You are less educated than me."
"Of course our foreign little girl is not as beautiful as Jiangnan, the leader of the Tang Dynasty!" Sisi gritted her teeth and said, "But if you can understand such boring things as poetry pairs at a glance, it's no big deal!"
Zhao Changhe was also shocked: "You can figure it out just by looking at it? Isn't it the same as me who thought it was easy to learn to play the piano?"
Sisi said: "Why don't you just use antonyms or synonyms? What's the problem? Like you, Zhao Changhe, I heard that you killed a traitor named Wang Dashan before. It's a pity that you two are not a couple."
Zhao Changhe said silently: "I also feel that he is very antagonistic to me, so is my cultural level actually on the same level as that of foreigners?"
Sisi said: "So isn't it that simple?"
"The long river is good, but what about something more difficult? Like... the sailors on the river?"
"Ham."
Zhao Changhe: "?"
"How's it going? Are you very wise?" Sisi put her hands on her hips triumphantly: "Why don't I take a test on you to see if you are as smart as me. Well... just have wisdom, right?"
Zhao Changhe was silent for a long time and then said slowly: "Idiot?"
Sisi: "?"
Crouching dragon and phoenix chick, you looked at me and I looked at you, while keeping a straight face.
Sisi finally knew that this thing was not simple, and it couldn't be done by just saying antonyms, but she refused to admit defeat, squeezing her neck and said: "What's the use for the pair? Those people are so beautiful that they can see We all have big heads. Is your Demi-Gods and Dragons as interesting as yours? Come on, continue telling the story. It’s rare that you have free time to talk nonsense here. If you don’t finish the story, don’t let some old aunt interrupt you again. Just listen to the story. It’s not going well.”
"I have been tortured by you so much that I don't want to tell it anymore. The story is just the story, without any innuendo. I am not a fairy brother, and you are not Jiumozhi. If you continue to listen to this way of thinking, the original meaning of the story will be completely lost, and even if I tell it, it is not taste."
"Then at least finish telling me the story of this maid who can disguise herself?"
"Well, first make sure this is not you, otherwise I won't dare to tell you."
"Okay, okay, it's not me." Sisi came over and shook his shoulders: "Master, hurry up and talk."
"But it was said that Duan Yu met a handsome man in a restaurant..." Zhao Changhe finally started to talk about it. In fact, he really didn't want to talk about it. The love between a maid who can disguise herself and a bold and rough man, Sisi didn't regard it as anything. He, Zhao Changhe, is the one with the devil, and he sounds like a tease no matter how he sounds.
And he was very shameless. He made Uncle Qiao so heroic that he was like the God of War. Who would listen and not think that this is Zhao Changhe's self-promotion and self-promotion? Why don't you just talk about Beimang Village?
But Sisi is good at never interrupting when listening to a story. She just puts on her pink cheeks and looks at you with big eyes admiringly, as if she is looking forward to the next story. She doesn’t know what is going on in her mind. .
It wasn't until the story stumbled about that Qiao Feng accidentally killed A'Zhu, stuffed cattle and sheep to make a promise, Sisi's expression finally changed, and she looked at Zhao Changhe as if she wanted to strangle him to death.
Zhao Changhe reluctantly stopped the story and sighed: "So, this is not some innuendo. I don't have that level, and there is no reason to make up such an ending for you, right... This is someone else's story."
"Is this why you don't want to disguise yourself as someone else?"
"Well... there must be certain factors."
Sisi thought for a long time and whispered to herself: "Whether you made up the story or not, in my opinion you do look a little bit like Qiao Feng... But unfortunately, Sisi can not only disguise himself but also Besides, she is not even remotely close to A'Zhu. If you want such a considerate maid, you can just ask Tang Buqi for another one, she will be more suitable than me."
"Hello……"
Sisi smiled narrowly: "I didn't say you made it up. How dare you say that you don't want a little maid like that? It's a pity that you have A Zi next to you now."
"You're not finished, are you? It's all you!" Zhao Changhe clenched his fists, pretending to hit him.
Sisi put on a defensive posture.
The two were about to start a fight when Tang Wanzhuang's sigh came from outside: "I don't mean to disturb Mr. Zhao, but I'm afraid everyone's leisurely rest is coming to an end."
Zhao Changhe was startled: "What's going on?"
"The Tang family responsible for guarding the exit of the Sword Emperor's Mausoleum reported urgently. There was another earthquake below, and something seems to have happened." Tang Wanzhuang's tone was also a little helpless and tired: "It has only been a day, and your injuries are not fully healed, and just now Start to meditate, I really don’t want you to come into contact with these things in the short term... But if I don’t call you, wouldn’t you be unhappy?”
Sisi suddenly lost her mood for joking, and her expression became startled again.
Zhao Changhe also felt that the world was deliberately pushing him, and he was almost suspicious that the blind man was causing trouble. How can one be so restless? I just calmed down to tell stories, learn piano music, tease and tease the little maids, and it was quite comfortable to play around. But it didn’t even last a day, and something happened...
It seems that the soldiers and horses in the past were exhausted and exhausted, did they also have a sense of deliberate destiny?
Pushing yourself to grow, not caring about overdrafting your potential and leaving behind hidden dangers. If it hadn't been for Tang Wan's makeup, I might never have thought of this level.
But think about it, there’s nothing to worry about. In troubled times, where can we have so much leisure time?
Thinking of this, he also smiled casually: "Why should you be deliberate about movement and stillness? Just do it when it's done, and rest when it's done. Once you know what your problem is, you will naturally put it away. Anyway, you always have to explore the Sword Emperor's Tomb. After finishing this It’s up to you to learn the piano.”
After saying that, he turned around and picked up the dragon bird by the window, put it on his shoulder and strode out: "Let's go, I am a bear doing embroidery when I play the piano. This is my stage!"
