It has been several days since the Lantern Festival, Gu Qingqiao has not seen Duan Yu again.
Thinking about it, the prince who is overwhelmed by the country and the city must be very busy. He has to deal with a lot of state affairs and receive a lot of officials every day.
Qing Qiao has already forgotten about the hero Qiao Feng, she is intoxicated by Ada's increasingly sophisticated cooking skills, and she is as happy as a fairy.
Until this day, she met Du Ruoyun, the daughter of the prime minister's mansion, in the No. 1 Embroidery Workshop in the capital.
"I knew how charming Gu Shangshu's daughter is, but I didn't expect her to be so mediocre!"
The beauty opposite spoke to her coldly.
Hey, let me say this one, although you are indeed more beautiful than ordinary people~~ so little, you can't be so blind! Gu Qingqiao sighed in his heart. It's not that she is boasting. When she first wore it, she was dumbfounded by her current body. After all, she was exquisite and translucent when she was only twelve years old. Although she may not be peerless in the future, she can at least be regarded as a delicate and beautiful woman.
"Yes yes yes." She smiled at Du Ruoyun with a flattering face, "Qing Qiao is indeed no match for Du Humei."
Phew, I heard someone chuckle in my ear
.
"You... don't think that Brother Duan likes you, he just lost his head on a whim!" Du Ruoyun, like all Xiaoyan's standard female supporting roles, put on a classic pose of gnashing his teeth fiercely, "There is no one in this world who can match Duan Brother, I want to see how long you can be proud?"
No one in the world can match? Monks are accompanied by nuns, do you think Duan Yu is an animal
Qing Qiao was very good-tempered, and continued to smile without changing her face: "Yes, yes, Du Yingming. What is thinking in her heart is exactly what Qing Qiao is thinking in her mind. Qing Qiao also knows that she can't compare with Duan Duan, so I ask Du to quickly general Your 'Brother Duan' take it back."
"You..." Du Ruoyun was usually spoiled and pampered, but now he could only jump around angrily, "Why did Brother Duan find such a freak like you?!"
Freak? Qing Qiao thought about it again, she somehow crossed over to occupy someone else's body, she was indeed a freak. So he looked at Du Ruoyun very sincerely: "Du's words are so good and incisive! Qing Qiao is really surprised that you can understand the essence through phenomena! My admiration for you is like a surging river, endless..."
Du Ruoyun was already so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, he gave her a hard look, and angrily shook his sleeves and left.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Qing Qiao was about to turn around to look at the embroidery, but unexpectedly met a pair of bright eyes like peach blossoms.
Spring is full of laughter.
When it was over, she slapped her forehead sadly, and the Great God came.
"What, you're surprised to see me?" Lu Zizheng saw that she was hesitant to come over, so he raised his voice impatiently, "You don't want to recognize me anymore, huh?"
As soon as the words fell, Qing Qiao stood firmly in front of him, with a flattering smile all over her face, "Uncle Lu is joking, oh hehehe..."
Lu Zizheng frowned in disgust: "We haven't seen each other for a few days, why are you getting uglier? It's not as good as that little girl you scolded away just now."
Xiao Qiao silently said three times in her heart, "How beautiful the world is, how fresh the air is", and continued to smile sweetly without changing his face: "Yes, how can Xiao Qiao compare to Mr. Lu's beauty?"
Lu Zizheng's face changed slightly, as if he was very reluctant to hear this sentence, and he took Qing Qiao out of the window with a casual mention.
Hurrah—
The white clouds are floating in the sky, and the sheep are running away on the ground
.
Gu Qingqiao's face froze, and she really wanted to curse.
His grandma, who said that flying is the ultimate dream of human beings? There is a kind of you who let people hold you under the armpit and fly for half an hour to see if your aunt sees you feel uncomfortable!
"Why, it's hard work?" A faint voice came from above his head, "Should I throw you down?"
"No, no, no!" Qing Qiao immediately changed her face, and her face was full of intoxication, "It's so comfortable—"
After "flying" for a while, Lu Zizheng finally stopped and put her next to a stone door.
Qing Qiao stared at him intently, and realized that this was the entrance of Maoshan Cave, where they met on the ninth day of junior high school. She couldn't help but gasped: "Huh? Could it be that your neck is eaten up so quickly?!" Then she turned back to stare at him with a strange expression: "... Don't you suddenly want to change your appetite today, try a human neck?"
After finishing speaking, he touched the back of his neck, his hair stood on end with a look of horror.
Lu Zizheng just looked at her quietly, smiling inscrutablely.
"—Master, please spare me, don't eat me!" She was so frightened that her legs gave way and she knelt down on the ground, trembling all over, "The small ones are not tasty, and... the neck is not long enough..."
The person opposite was silent.
She didn't dare to vent her breath, so she could only kneel there blankly, with tears slowly slipping from her eyes.
After a long time, Lu Zizheng suddenly sighed softly: "It's been three years, so you still can't trust me."
Qing Qiao was taken aback for a moment, but then she understood, and hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Who knows if your original promise is still true?"
"Silly girl." Lu Zizheng walked up to her and knelt down, with a gentle expression rarely seen in a thousand years, "Since I promised to save your life, I will definitely do it—why do you always not believe it?"
"... who told you that you always like to torture me?" Qing Qiao bit her lip and muttered pitifully.
"I only promised to save your life, but I didn't say I wouldn't play tricks on you.
! "There was a strange light in Lu Zizheng's eyes, and he had a wicked smile on his face, "—not to mention that your reactions are always so funny, different from others. "
abnormal! Qing Qiao cursed secretly in her heart, and said angrily: "I don't know what weird people you find, but they can still endure your abuse."
"... There is no one who endures all the time, because they can't make me happy, so I have changed many." Lu Zizheng stared into her eyes with a confused expression, "Why are they all so stupid, they don't know how to make me happy?" Woolen cloth?"
So peacock! Simply invincible peacock!
Qing Qiao felt that she was about to vomit blood and get hurt internally.
"...By the way, silly girl, they said you are getting married?"
Unexpectedly, upon hearing Lu Zizheng's words, Qing Qiao's relaxed body began to stiffen again.
"Well, it's a matter of love." She choked out a sentence from her throat.
Lu Zizheng raised his eyebrows coldly, and there were five big characters clearly written in his eyes - "I don't believe it, sir."
"Really, what are you doing to lie to you!" Qing Qiao vowed with one finger to the sky, "To be honest, the one the prince fell in love with was Ada's culinary skills, but he married me to make smoke bombs by accident. In his heart, he might as well have a bowl of braised pork!"
"Oh?" Lu Zizheng hummed with a handsome face and his voice flustered.
Sighing, Qing Qiao suppressed her smile and said solemnly: "Zizheng, I have never forgotten what I said."
Although the person on the other side remained silent, his expression gradually softened.
"The prince really doesn't like me." She spoke earnestly and with a gentle attitude, "Besides, I don't like him either. I agreed to marry him just to find a safe haven."
Lu Zizheng hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded to her.
Qing Qiao let out a long breath secretly.
"By the way, why did you suddenly go down the mountain?" She turned her head to look at him with concern on her face, "Is the injury almost healed?"
"... everything is fine." He raised the corners of his mouth lazily, "but I have to leave for southern Xinjiang to deal with some matters, this time I came down the mountain to say goodbye to you
. "
"Huh?" Qing Qiao pinched his arm excitedly, "It's all good? Then there's no need to give you a neck from now on?!"
Lu Zizheng squinted at her, with a half-smile: "If you're willing to chase after her, it's fine if I eat it."
"Bah!" Qing Qiao spat at him, and made a gesture with the other hand to hit someone, but he caught it in the air.
"Why are you still such a wild cat?" Lu Zizheng held her wrist tightly, showing his white teeth, "I really can't bear to leave you behind."
Before he finished speaking, he took Qing Qiao's slender fingers into his mouth.
The piercing pain came, and Qing Qiao couldn't help screaming. But Lu Zizheng refused to let go, just kept biting and biting until the corner of his mouth tasted a little fishy.
"When I'm not around, remember to be good." He finally looked up, smiling nonchalantly.
Qing Qiao was already covered in anger, with tears of shock and anger in her eyes.
"... Be obedient, first look at what you have in your hand." Lu Zizheng gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with an elegant gesture.
She lowered her head when she heard the words, and saw a string of shining silver bells on her wrist, jingling in the breeze.
Counting, no more, no less, exactly nine.
"With it, you don't have to worry about your life wherever you go—oh, it's really a bargain for me to take a bite of it and earn it."
Lu Zizheng leaned over her ears and laughed softly.
Qing Qiao didn't seem to have heard of it, she just stared at the silver bell in a daze, even forgetting the pain in her hand.
When she first met him in the barren mountain, she had already seen that he was a wild beast who would tear people to pieces with sharp claws. But she still rescued him and hid him in the cave to take good care of him. After three years, he believed that she was cowardly and harmless, and he always took pleasure in bullying her, and even never tired of it.
But he didn't know that hunters who can catch wild beasts are not bad at all.
After a long time, she finally turned to look at him with an unprecedentedly sincere expression: "...Thank you."