Zhao Fu just smiled and listened to the story told by Qin Zhirou. He was used to treating legends as legends and stories as stories, but he forgot that he had seen God and never thought that one day he would actually see the legendary Madam Fox.

After all, although he has not defined the concept of who the most beautiful woman in the world, at least Qin Zhirou in front of him is beautiful enough, right? Zhao Fu doesn’t want to think too much, at least you are enough now. Zhao Fu looked at Qin Zhirou’s smiling face and said to himself silently.

He is not a hero, nor a god, nor a sage. Zhao Fu knows his definition of his bottom line more than anyone else. He will look at his favorite woman. He may not be the kind of person who is wholehearted. Zhao Fu has also thought that if he really makes his choice, Xu Lingling and Qin Zhirou might choose both, right?

He shook his head hard, what was he thinking! This is not a peaceful era where you can start a family first and then start a career. Not to mention the Nanwu who has been dormant for so long, the Great Buddha and the Beihu who have been in trouble can be called a national war. Although he has been named the General of the Northwest, such a position with only a reputation must be used to obtain corresponding military achievements. This corresponding military achievements are not thousands of heads, but countless battles that determine the future dominance of the entire Northwest.

As for Qin Zhirou, looking at her proudly telling the story of Mrs. Fox, Zhao Fu felt a little sad. He really shouldn't have let her trespass this muddy water. Although Zhao Fu couldn't bear it, he still made up his mind secretly.

The heavy snow lasted for several days and finally stopped. This time it seemed that it was really coming to spring, but the weather was still unsatisfactory, and the spring rain started drizzling again.

There is nothing to do with the people in the imperial capital. What does it have to do with them? So what if it is cold and hot? If you have an umbrella and a few clothes, the market is still so lively, as if the goods in the world are delivered here, and the Diaolou and Painting Boat on the Water in Lan at night is still full of flowers. If the path of money circulation is compared to streams, then the imperial capital is the ocean of wealth, and the wealth of the whole world will eventually flow here.

In the palace, Lin Haoyan was pillowing on Shi Yiqiu's legs and looking at the newly released collection of poems in Shuxing, "Artistic" but it was like Shi Yiqiu's skirt that was so thin that it could not stop the spring color. The spring in the house was no less than outside the house.

Not far west, Jingliang City, after being taken over by the Cross Holy Sect, is no longer as dilapidated and decadent as before, as if it also exudes vitality with the arrival of spring.

A beautiful girl heard the drizzle of rain and quickly ran to the church door to touch the raindrops falling from the eaves. A young man in a knight's uniform hurriedly followed her and put on a snow-white shawl.

If possible, Xie Xiyan hopes that he can keep any moment of saint in his life stagnant and preserve it, and this moment is the same. He never thinks that the raindrops will be so beautiful, but when it falls from the clouds, falls on the eaves, and finally falls on the hand of the saint, at this moment, this raindrop is the most beautiful raindrop in the world and will surely be the happiest raindrop in the world.

"Saint?" Although this was not the first time Xie Xiyan saw Xu Lingling doing this, he didn't know what the meaning of doing this was. Xu Lingling didn't seem to like rainy days very much, but almost every time it rained, she would stand under the eaves to catch the rain for a while. This behavior made him puzzled.

"Isn't it very strange?" Xu Lingling also received a piece of rain this time, and then bent down gently to let the rain flow from her hands to the ground.

Xie Xiyan knew that the question he had just asked was a bit out of line, but unexpectedly, the saint seemed to be really willing to answer. She was very excited, but she didn't know how to express it, so she had to blush and nodded.

"When I was young, I always heard from my mother that if someone did something bad, God would get angry. So, I thought, if this is the case, is God crying when it rains?" Xu Lingling was a little sad. "A person will cry and prove that he needs help. The reason why the rain falls for so long is because I haven't found someone who can help it yet?"

"Although I don't know if I can help, I always try it. After all, no one will cry for others for no reason. If someone cry for you, it proves that he needs your help." Xu Lingling laughed again, but couldn't hide the sadness between her eyebrows. "Am I stupid? I know I will definitely not be able to help..."

Xu Lingling looked east, then turned her gaze to the northwest. She already knew who he was. Such a young guard actually just asked someone to ask, but she also asked many painters to post portraits and send people to ask everywhere. She was so stupid.

"No, no, no! If even the saint can't help, then no one can help!" Xie Xiyan didn't know that Xu Lingling had some advice, and still advised him honestly.

"Is that so? Thank you." Xu Lingling smiled at him and returned to the church.

Since then, the believers in Jingliang City have added a strange ceremony. They must go out to collect the rain in person on rainy days. Soon, this ceremony spread throughout the Cross Holy Church.

After the wind and snow stopped, Zhao Fu let out the wind of his travel days. After waiting for a day, he had not waited for the person he wanted to wait. He had to follow the original plan and bid farewell with Lin Haoyan on the banks of the Lanshui River, and then took Zheng Yuan and Cao Zhongqing to Lanting City with the carriage from the Qin Mansion.

Qin Zhirou is not among them. She was left in the imperial capital like Mrs. Qin. This was decided by Zhao Fu and Qin Shangxi. In the war in the northwest, they may not be able to care about their children's love. The originally quiet and peaceful Lanting City will even become the front line, allowing Qin Zhirou to contact the cruelty of the battlefield, which is something that Zhao Fu and Qin Shangxi do not want to see.

When Zhao Fu told Qin Zhirou about this decision, Qin Zhirou did not make a noise for the first time, but quietly accepted such assignment. She blushed and pecked Zhao Fu's face quickly, then threw herself into his father Qin Shangxi's arms and acted coquettishly.

Zhao Fu was sitting in the carriage and was still feeling the beauty of the "first kiss". After he decided not to wash his face this week, the curtain of his carriage was suddenly pulled open, and then a pile of saliva splashed on his face.

"Ahh! Brother Zhao, long time no see!" A horse was riding a handsome man, shaking his face and greeting Zhao Fu.

Lin Hanyu perfectly destroyed Zhao Fu's plan to not wash his face. Zhao Fu immediately took out his handkerchief and was about to pour water from the water bag. He remembered that this was the handkerchief that Qin Zhirou gave him, so he simply wiped off Lin Hanyu's saliva from his face with the curtain on the carriage.

Although it was spring, the weather was still very cold. Zhao Fu wiped his face red. Zheng Yuan, who was still sitting beside him, took out his handkerchief, poured some hot tea, and then made sure it would not be too hot and handed it to Zhao Fu.

"Why are you showing up again?" Zhao Fu was puzzled. "Aren't you going to remove your brothers?"

The armor removal here is a code word that only two people can understand. Of course, it means teaching the first realm of nameless secrets taught by Zhao Fu to Lin Hanyu to the overwhelmed old Ye Lang.

"It's not simple yet?" Lin Hanyu looked like he didn't underestimate me. "I asked my dick to do it."

"It's still simple?" Zhao Fu's face immediately sank. "Is this kind of thing possible? Why don't your wife let your dick take care of it?"

"Uh... I don't have a wife yet, you don't know..." Lin Hanyu was embarrassed.

"The key point is not this!!!" Zhao Fu roared at him, and responded three times of saliva. This kind of behavior that Zhao Fu was disgusted with if he agreed to privately spread the things that belonged to others. He often bought a book and borrowed it to read by a friend of his better friends. When he came back, it was in the hands of another person. He often heard questions, "Isn't this xxx's book?" Zhao Fu had to explain for a long time every time, and at this time the book had even been transferred several times, which made Zhao Fu particularly unhappy.

"Oh oh... It's okay, the second child is very honest and can definitely trust it!" Lin Hanyu discovered the reason why Zhao Fu roared, and then he looked at Zheng Yuan with a flattering look. Zheng Yuan glanced at Lin Hanyu, turned his head aside and leaned against the wall of the car to rest.

"Bah, I still don't like your rag!" Lin Hanyu wiped his face with a gray head and a gray face.

"Then why are you here?" Zhao Fu was puzzled. Lin Hanyu was sent to the northwest before, but Lin Haoyan was worried about himself, but now he should have gained Lin Haoyan's trust. Why did Lin Hanyu still appear here? Could it be that he is still worried about himself? No, if this is the case, he would not send Lin Hanyu over at all.

"I told Your Majesty that I wanted to follow you to the northwest to fight. Your Majesty approved it. Anyway, why are you idle and have nothing to do..." Lin Hanyu explained with a smile.

"Go and go, I believe you will have a ghost. I think you are eager to stay in Qingfeng Pavilion and not come out. It must be the one who sent you here to help, right?"

"Yes...yes, there are reasons for this!" Lin Hanyu stuttered a little.

"Ha, I know, you don't seem like someone who will cause trouble on your own."

"Hey! I can volunteer sincerely!" Lin Hanyu emphasized again.

"Oh, no need, please go back." Zhao Fu guessed that this must be Lin Haoyan's order, and covered his mouth and teased Lin Hanyu.

"No! I...I still have to follow you."

"Hey! I still said that I was not forced?"

"Where is it!"

"What the hell is that?"

"Your Majesty...I, I..."

"You said that!"

"I, Old Han, owe you a life, so can't I want to follow you... Although I know that most of the time I don't need me..." Lin Hanyu turned his head and replied, even his face turned half red this time.
Chapter completed!