The corridor is about forty meters long and three meters wide. Big enough for a car to pass safely. So when Xiao Zheng was walking in this empty corridor, he felt a cold breath coming from all directions. Coupled with the rainy weather in London, it makes people feel even more depressed.
Snap.
The giant door at the end of the corridor suddenly locked, and Zhao Yin's figure was also blocked outside. Xiao Zheng turned his head slightly, but felt that the corridor was really heart-wrenching.
Fortunately, Xiao Zheng is an atheist. Otherwise, you might scare yourself to death.
He calmed down and walked forward slowly.
Suddenly!
Xiao Zheng's peripheral vision flashed, and a string of familiar handwriting appeared in his mind!
Zhao Dongzang!
Isn't this the arrogant and domineering Dong Zang
Zhao Dongzang's name is engraved on the door plate. Obviously, this room is where Dongzang once lived!
For some unknown reason, Xiao Zheng pushed open the door and walked into the room.
This is an independent suite. Or perhaps, every room on the left and right sides of the corridor is a place where descendants of the Zhao family live.
Xiao Zheng looked around. The room was simply decorated, even unusually cold. Apart from the most basic living facilities, there are no extraneous furnishings.
Only in the room near the window can a cool breeze blow in. Standing at the window, you can clearly see the scenery outside this huge castle.
Presumably, when the wind is nice and the sun is shining, this room will change its bad luck and be shrouded in warmth, right
And how long did Dong Zang live in this room
Xiao Zheng exhaled a breath and slowly exited the room. Continue towards the Autumn Harvest room at the end of the corridor.
Along the way, he kept discovering new names.
There are some I know and some I don’t. I know people such as Zhao Baiao, Zhao Wuji, and Zhao Chunsheng. There are about four or five names for those I don’t recognize.
Xiao Zheng did not open the door again, because he believed that every room with a name on it had similar decorations.
It's cold and full of chilly air.
In addition, there is an altar on the wall opposite the window. On the altar, there is an exquisite urn.
This is where the descendants of the Zhao family are buried.
Unless this castle disappears into history, they will stay here forever.
Born into the Zhao family!
Die as the soul of the Zhao family!
Xiao Zheng felt a sense of desolation inexplicably in his heart.
He calmed down and walked slowly towards the room at the end. Soon, he arrived at the door.
Boom boom.
Xiao Zheng raised his hand and knocked on the door.
The heavy door seemed extremely strong, and the knocking on the door also made a buzzing sound. Very dull sound effect.
After waiting for a moment, no sound came from the room. But the door slowly opened with a click.
What caught my eye was none other than the autumn harvest that I had not seen for a long time.
As always, her charming face is still stunning. The difference is that she looks very haggard. The clothes on her body are no longer the weird cheongsam and high heels. Instead, he was wearing loose and light pajamas.
The pajamas were made of high quality, but they couldn't hide her plump and plump body. There was a charming look all over her body that I felt pity for. Very tempting.
Seeing Xiao Zheng standing at the door, there was not much surprise in Qiu Shuo's charming eyes. He just gently stepped aside and said meaningfully: "You are finally here."
When Xiao Zheng heard this, he smiled slightly: "You're not welcome?"
He walked around Autumn Harvest and walked into the room.
Xiao Zheng visited Qiu Shuang’s home in Sijiucheng once. I also have a basic understanding of her aesthetics and opinions on things.
Simple and elegant, it is the ultimate aesthetic of autumn harvest.
But here, the home of Autumn Harvest looks unusually cold. Apart from the basic facilities, there are not many extra decorations. The biggest difference from Dongzang's room is probably that this room is occupied by a woman. And Dong Zang is a man.
Xiao Zheng was sitting casually on a chair, while Qiu Shuo politely brought him a cup of tea. Then she gently sat next to him.
Xiao Zheng took the tea and said thank you. Then he asked naturally: "Why is no one answering the phone?"
He knew that Qiu Shuang was a very proud and arrogant woman. At this point, this woman is very similar to Lin Huayin. So he didn't inquire too much about Qiu Shuang's life during this period. I'm afraid that asking too many questions will make Qiu Shuang feel uncomfortable.
If no one answers the phone, it would be a better topic.
"It was confiscated." Qiu Shou didn't hide anything, he just said casually. "I am not completely free now. I need permission to even leave this castle."
When Xiao Zheng heard this, he slowly put down his teacup and said, "I hurt you."
Hearing this, Qiu Shou regained some of yesterday's charm in her brows: "Then how do you plan to repay me? Although I am ill, I can still hold on."
Xiao Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but his voice lowered slightly: "Have you ever thought about leaving here?"
"Leave?" Qiu Shou's eyes were slightly startled. Then he had some thoughts. "where to?"
"Go somewhere that makes you happy." Xiao Zheng said straightforwardly. "Go wherever it makes you happy."
Qiu Shou suddenly smiled and asked, "What place is more comfortable than my own home?"
These words have some profound meaning.
Before a woman starts a family, her family is wherever her parents are.
Unless she has her own husband and her own children, then she will have a brand new family.
Obviously, there are no such conditions for the autumn harvest now.
"Before I was ten years old, I followed my father all over the world. Do you know what my only wish was? To find a place where I could live for more than a year. But for me at that time, This is just an extravagant hope." Qiu Shou sighed softly and said slowly.
Xiao Zheng can understand her.
Because he once had a similar experience.
He has no parents, no family. Although the old dean treated him well. But the old dean was not his father, and he was not the only orphan who needed to be raised. The amount of care he could get from the old dean was always limited.
The years of wandering overseas also made him feel lonely. Although there is no shortage of brothers and sisters to chat and have fun with. But in the dead of night, he would always feel wandering and lonely.
That can't be solved by eating, drinking and having fun. You need a real heart-to-heart person and a stable environment.
Now Xiao Zheng has it. So he is happy.
But not the autumn harvest.
Her home is this old castle.
It is the Zhao family mansion that is so cold and deserted that it is intimidating.
She has no worries about food and clothing, and the Zhao family's wealth is enough to compete with some middle-sized countries. Even on a global scale, it has extremely strong influence.
It can be said that she is a princess. A very precious princess.
But where is her prince