Chapter one hundred and ninety-ninth cloud light wind light
Pan Zhuqing coughed lightly, lifted up his robe and sat on the head of the stone lion outside the door of the post house: "You are right, I let him go on purpose. So what?" He admitted openly, and said so.
Light breeze.
"So what? Brother, how can you still ask me so confidently?" Even though he has an emotional intelligence as high as the sky, at this moment, Pan Zhuqing was pissed to death by Pan Zhuqing's thick-skinned skin. If the other party hadn't been his biological eldest brother,
, he really couldn't help but punch him.
Pan Zhuqing felt a little funny in her heart when she saw that he could hardly hold back his anger and anger, but he still showed a serious expression on his face: "I like Gong Yueyue and want to be with her. You didn't know this the first day. No."
To tell you the truth, Zhao Changyuan’s whereabouts are unknown as I please. So if I do this today, you don’t have to make a fuss at all.”
"But what are the benefits of doing this? Are you so naive that you think that sheep will switch to your arms because of this?" The evil young man's face turned green. He suddenly felt that this was not a moral issue at all, but an IQ issue.
"How do you know this is not possible?"
Pan Zhuqing's answer made the bad boy once again confirm that his brother's thinking ability in terms of love between men and women was somewhat abnormal, so he had to give up and change the topic: "I don't think we need to discuss this anymore. It's just that I
I have a bigger doubt in my heart, and I really want to know the answer, and I hope that my brother can give me the truth."
"You ask." Pan Zhuqing always acted calmly.
"Zhao Changyuan was captured by mistake this time. Does it have anything to do with eldest brother?" Although the evil young man usually joked with Zhao Changyuan like a white goose or a white rabbit, in his heart he admired his ability, whether it was force or resourcefulness. He really didn't want to believe it.
Zhao Changyuan was kidnapped for no reason. He would never have suspected his brother, but Pan Zhuqing's every move today really made him unable to ignore it.
Although Pan Zhuqing had been mentally prepared, he still felt a little guilty and shocked when faced with such a straightforward question from his brother. If it hadn't been for the dark night, I'm afraid the strange look on his face wouldn't have been hidden from the evil young man's eyes. But what exactly was Pan Zhuqing doing?
Pan Zhuqing, in just a moment, suppressed all the tension in his heart, and put on a look of disbelief, disbelief, aggrieved and angry: "I don't deny what happened today, but that doesn't mean you can frame me arbitrarily. I'm your big brother."
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But the evil young man is not someone who is easily fooled. He has no intention of letting it go. He is obviously not satisfied with his answer. He still looks at him steadily and asks firmly: "I'm not afraid that big brother will hate me. But I still hope.
Give me an answer, yes or no."
Pan Zhuqing still did not answer him directly, but chuckled and asked him casually: "If there is, what will you do? If not, what will you do?"
The evil young man sighed lightly and said sincerely: "Of course I hope that this matter has nothing to do with eldest brother. But if things go against my wishes... I won't do anything to you. You are my eldest brother after all. I just ask that eldest brother can be accommodating and let go."
Pass him."
Pan Jingyuan's candid words made Pan Zhuqing deeply moved. On the surface, he was calm, but in fact, he was extremely afraid that the other party would say something like annihilation of relatives. Because he knew clearly that his brother was completely different from himself.
There are two types of people. He clearly knows how important right and wrong, justice and morality are to the heroic man in front of him.
"This matter has nothing to do with me." This lie was perhaps the most bitter and difficult one Pan Zhuqing had ever told. Emotionally, he almost blurted out the truth. But rationally, he still pulled him from the edge of the dangerous cliff.
Come back. If it was really just for Gong Yueyue, he, Pan Zhuqing, would be willing to stop for his younger brother. But the reality is far from that. For some things, as long as you take the first step, you can't look back.
In any case, when he received this answer, the evil young man put down half of his worries: "Seriously?"
"Seriously." Pan Zhuqing answered seriously.
"I believe you." Do you really believe it or would you rather believe it? I'm afraid even the bad boy himself can't figure it out.
The bad boy's trust did not make Pan Zhuqing feel better. On the contrary, he felt even more uncomfortable. He had to pat his brother's arm gently and say goodbye softly: "It's time for me to go."
As soon as he stepped onto the carriage, Xue Jiu asked nervously: "Did the second young master see something?"
Pan Zhuqing glanced at him, rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and said impatiently: "Don't be so panicked. It won't be a big deal if he finds out. But if we show our flaws and let others see something, we will be in big trouble."
"knew."
"Are you okay? It seems that the injury is serious?" Xue Jiu was almost forty after all, and Pan Zhuqing was really worried that he wouldn't be able to withstand Zhao Changyuan's severe beating today.
"It doesn't matter if it's a flesh wound." After Xue Jiu finished speaking, the corner of his mouth trembled bitterly. What hurt him the most today was this injury? It was that Fu Yun never even rolled his eyes from the beginning to the end.
He once. Even when he was injured and fell to the ground, he didn't see her showing even a trace of a doctor's parent's heart towards him. It seemed that she didn't dislike such a simple thing towards him anymore, she just hated him and was dismissive. At this moment, she felt
The discomfort was what Jiuye could not bear the most.
Xue Jiu nodded: "I understand." A strong general has no weak soldiers, and it has never been the style of these two masters and servants to feel sorry for themselves.
The carriage had not been gone for long when Xue Jiu suddenly remembered something and took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Pan Zhuqing: "By the way, this is a letter from Grand Master to you."
Returning to his room, lighting the candle, Pan Zhuqing immediately opened the envelope and read it. The contents of the letter were nothing more than a father's concern for the wanderers, urging his eldest son to get a girl quickly, and asking his eldest son to persuade his second son to hurry up.
She gave birth to a baby... It was a long story, and until the end, there was a sentence that seemed to be about the current situation of the Taishi Mansion. It was a bit funny to translate it into the vernacular - your parrot ate the eggs just laid by the myna bird next door.
Pan Zhuqing raised his long eyebrows slightly after reading it. After thinking for a moment, he immediately burned the letter with the candlelight.
At this moment, everything was quiet. But a farmhouse in the outskirts of Cangzhou still had the lights on. Two young people, a man and a woman, were sitting at a square table in the room. They were all keeping their spirits up and remained silent until they reached the yard.
The sound of footsteps sounded, and the woman's eyes seemed to be lit up. She stood up, opened the door and ran out, just in time to meet Zhao Changyuan, who was walking towards him expressionlessly holding a bamboo hat.
"How is it? Have you killed her?" The words spoken by this innocent and childish face are frightening.
Zhao Changyuan didn't look at her, just shook his head and continued walking forward.
She was obviously very dissatisfied, and the joyful and expectant look in her eyes was all clouded by resentment: "Why?"
Zhao Changyuan suddenly stopped, his empty eyes turned blankly, his eyes were on her face, his tone was still cold: "She is surrounded by masters, you are not asking me to kill people, you are asking me to die." After saying that, he left her again.
She walked forward on her own.
She chased after her angrily and yelled coquettishly: "You're talking nonsense! I think it's because you are reluctant to do it."
Zhao Changyuan didn't even bother to refute this time, and without stopping, he was about to walk into the back room of this house.
"Hey!" She quickly caught up with him, opened her arms and stopped in front of him: "Now, in the name of the saint of our religion, I order you... to kiss me." After saying that, she raised her face with an expectant look on her face.
Looking at the guy in front of her, who was worse than a camel in her eyes.
Zhao Changyuan's face was always expressionless, and it was the same at this moment. His eyes were looking over her shoulders at the wooden door of the house in front of him.
After an awkward confrontation like this for a moment, the faint masculine fragrance on his body made her a little confused. She didn't know where she got the courage to stand up on tiptoes and tried to kiss his chin.
Just when she was about to succeed, a rough big hand fell from the sky and covered her face mercilessly. Then, she felt that she was as light as a swallow and soared to her side. When she landed, she fell into the straw pile beside the stable.
inside……
She got up from the ground in a panic, with handfuls of grass mud stuck to her hair and clothes. "You! How dare you be so rude to me!"
"You can live and talk again after provoking me..." Zhao Changyuan turned his head and looked at her blankly: "This is your last time."
For some reason, the Zhao Changyuan in her eyes at this moment, although he looked calm, still made her feel chills sweeping from his direction, making her dare not say another word and could only watch him striding towards his.
I pushed open the door of the thatched hut and never came out again.
"Didn't you say you'd be obedient after being poisoned? Why are you still so annoying!" She held back her tears, puffed out her cheeks and muttered as she walked into her room. No matter how indulgent she was, how unreasonable and ruthless she was, all her original intentions came from
It was a feeling that she, a teenage girl, had never experienced before. She was a princess in the desert, and she had never met a man who was so ignorant and rude to her. But she seemed to feel that not only did she not hate him, but she also hated him all the time.
She didn’t want to see him. Even though she had always heard how deeply he loved his wife. She naively thought that as long as the Central Plains woman named Gong Yueyue disappeared from this world, he would have the opportunity to fall in love with someone else.
women, such as her.
Beside the dark wooden door, a cold voice interrupted her "beautiful" dream: "Ang Yue, please be patient, he won't like you."
She looked at Lin Mobai, pouted and retorted: "Why not? He doesn't want his wife anyway, he will like me one day."
Lin Mobai leaned against the door frame and said calmly: "You still don't understand? He has no emotions now. As long as he has the slightest emotion, he will not kill his wife with a knife.
Son. You will never imagine how much he loves his wife."
"What's so great!" It's his wife again! Ang Yue hears this sentence the most these days. If she has the chance, she will kill that hateful ugly woman from the Central Plains with her own hands. She has never met Gong Yueyue.
As for the term "ugly woman", it was a concept she came up with on her own.
This night is destined to be sleepless, especially for people like Gong Yueyue who have been sleeping for a month and are greatly stimulated when they wake up. They cannot even think of falling asleep for a second. The two little guys in the belly,
He also tormented her all night, punching and kicking her from time to time. Before, she would have moaned and moaned in pain. But at this moment, the little ones' interruption has become a silent companion, comforting the sad ones.
Mother, I sat there with my eyes open until dawn. (To be continued)