Chapter three hundred and forty-eight white tea Qinghuan nothing else
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Three months later.
Xichu.
Suddenly, a crisp gong sounded, suppressing all the noise in the teahouse.
Less than half an hour later.
While the two were bickering, there was a gaze above the tea house that always stayed on the two of them and never moved away.
The two of them argued for a long time, going back and forth, neither of them giving in.
"Stop, there's no need to..."
"I can turn into a cat now too!"
"You were a cat then!"
"But you used to touch my head a lot." Su Heng snorted twice and said unconvinced: "You used to like me rubbing against you!"
"Do you still think you are a cat?"
Bai Shu helplessly stretched out his hand, held down Su Heng's little head that was rubbing around, and pushed her back to her original seat:
"Just talk, don't get so close!"
"Don't run away, okay?"
Su Heng lowered his head in grievance, but immediately smiled and rubbed Baizhu vigorously like a puppy:
"Aren't you afraid of you running around? In the past three months, you have tried to escape secretly several times and leave me alone!"
"Is this why you trapped me?"
Baizhu's face was expressionless and he spread out his hands. On his wrist, countless fine five-color lights were faintly connected into chains, locking him to death.
"so……"
Did you make a mistake?
What kind of media is getting married?
What?
"I, Su Heng, have never been a bad woman. Don't worry, I will marry you and welcome you into Qianyu Pavilion with all your glory!"
Su Heng patted Bai Shu hard on the shoulder and said proudly:
"She has always liked me the most. When she comes out of the mountain, we won't be afraid of senior sister and crazy women like Luo Chan! Don't worry, I will let the master go to the Vajra Temple to propose marriage to Shenzu!"
When Bai Shu was lost in thought, Su Heng curled her lips. She glanced around furtively, then thrust her little head over and whispered to Bai Shu:
"Your Da Zheng Dynasty has been finished a long time ago and is hopeless. I am not afraid! Let me tell you secretly, my master is still alive. I have been calling her for the past three months!"
A silly little girl with fluffy hair always floating on her little head...
another.
When getting along with her, his thoughts would often involuntarily remind Bai Shu of another person he met in Fencheng in his early years.
After three months of getting along, this is the only word Baizhu can think of that is the most intuitive and most consistent with Su Heng.
Little fool...
Bai Shu silently cursed in his heart. He stared at Su Heng who was giggling for a long time, with an incomprehensible meaning in his eyes.
"Feudal arranged marriages kill people..."
Could it be that Shenzu really acquiesced in his marriage to Su Heng and then allowed her to hold him hostage? Or was there some unknown alliance between Kongang Temple and Qianyu Pavilion behind the scenes?
Three months...
Baizhu had been struggling for three months, but there was no movement from the magic foot monk. As time went by, Baizhu now became somewhat doubtful of Su Heng's nonsense.
The divine foot monk whom I had longed for did not arrive.
There are no reinforcements.
I advise you to send me back to the King Kong Temple as soon as possible, and don’t make any mistakes again. I am the governor of the Zheng State, so you are holding an important minister hostage. Aren’t you afraid of being held accountable by Zheng?”
Bai Shu sighed helplessly: "You have been hiding from Changping Road to Ding Shu Road for three months. What do you want to do? If you can hide for a while, can you hide for the rest of your life?
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Even from this remote town on Dingshu Road, if you walk a few dozen miles further, you can cross the border between the Chu and Zheng kingdoms and enter the Suiqu County of Dazheng...
In just three months, in order to avoid tracking, Su Heng took Bai Shu and passed through three areas of Xichu.
It went from Changping Road to Beihao Road, and then from Beihao Road to the current Dingshu Road.
Luo Chan, Shen Zhen, and that crazy woman who controls the golden rainbow.
There were quite a few pursuers, and the remnants of Qingshen Temple and Landuo Temple did not give up. They were quite fearless in death and scoured the mountains and seas. But compared to the troubles that followed, they were still weak. .
It has been three months since I left Vajra Temple.
Three months...
Bai Shu sighed, covered his face heavily with his sleeves, and remained silent.
"..."
"Yes." Su Heng raised his little head and said confidently, "What else?"
"Then you just keep staring at me?"
"But the show hasn't started yet, and it's not the right time yet." Su Sheng bit the beans and said aggrievedly: "How do you watch the show?"
He silently put away the folding fan and knocked Su Heng politely, his expression expressionless.
The gorgeous warm light slanted in from the half-opened small flower window and fell on his clothes. Holding a white paper fan, the handsome young man who was covering half of his face and fell asleep finally couldn't bear it anymore and opened his eyes.
"Watching a show! Why are you looking at me? Is there a show on my face?!"
The person opposite finally couldn’t bear it anymore:
now.
"Don't giggle while eating! You need to save some saliva!"
As long as Su Heng moaned and opened her mouth, the beans on the tea table would automatically fly into her mouth. Amidst the popping sound, the number of beans on the tea table was drastically decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
There are no hand movements either...
On the tea table, in addition to fragrant tea, there are two plates of beans and a plate of dried beans.
She tilted her head and raised the corners of her mouth towards Baizhu, who was very close at hand. From time to time she let out unclear, silly laughter.
In the stuffy and noisy air, Su Heng slumped lazily on the tea table, holding her little face in her hands, like a cat that had eaten and drank enough and slept lazily in the sun.
Near the window on the second floor.
now.
There were sounds of eating, chatter, grunts, and slapping, and the noise from the audience was boiling. The cheers shook the green tiles on the roof slightly. The waiters in the restaurant were busy around in the cheers, hanging colorful silks, and paying tribute. The opening scene of Mr. Drama is used as embellishment.
The high stage is still empty.
It hasn’t started yet——
There was a good show but I couldn't get a seat. I scolded the teahouse owner for raising the price while he was sitting on the floor, and cursed him for having a son without sex. At the same time, he squeezed in the crowd. Although he looked unwilling, his body was very good. honest.
In this remote town, the dramatist was new, and the drama was also new. As soon as the commotion started, it turned into a commotion involving groups of people.
In the previous games, there were huge crowds of people, jostling each other, and tourists from nearby streets moved benches and blocked the place inside and outside.
For Huai'an, a small town located on Dingshu Road, this is a rare bustle in ordinary life. The teahouse owner spent a lot of money to specially invite famous gentlemen from Dingshu Road to come from his restaurant to talk about operas.
In the three-story teahouse, people were coming and going, and everywhere you looked there were people, tall, short, fat, thin... There were people sitting on the tea table, with preserved fruits and dried tofu in front of them. , there are also people who can’t sit down and can only squeeze in and listen to the fuss.
Ding Shu Road, Huai'an City.
"Wake up, stop pretending to be asleep."
Baizhu expressionlessly pushed Su Heng beside him. Half an hour ago, she finally got her wish and moved over from the other side of the tea table. Shengsheng and Baizhu squeezed into a bench.
