She was about to go to the other side to take a look, and moved her foot, but suddenly heard a slight footstep from the east.
The strong wind traversed the entire hall, entering from the west gate, bypassing the statue and exiting from the east gate, Chu Qiao's figure suddenly stopped, she frowned slightly, and slowly touched the broken moon sword at her waist with her slender fingers. Without pulling it out, the blade of the sword suddenly vibrated, like a dragon's chant, resounding in the hall.
With a thought in Chu Qiao's mind, an inexplicable impulse surged into her mind. She involuntarily moved a little, walked to the left side of the statue, and then gently, gently poked her head out.
It was snowing heavily outside, and the winter plums were blooming. When she raised her eyes inadvertently, Chuo Ran's figure appeared in front of her eyes like water waves.
Under the battle ax of the Valkyrie on the other side, he was wearing a silver-gray fox fur cloak and Xiaoxiao white shirt, just like the elegant demeanor of that year, his eyes were like a cold lake and deep silence, his lips were like Zhu Dan lacquer, he was still so outstanding, He is handsome and outstanding, exhausting the vocabulary in the world, and it is difficult to describe him. A gust of wind passed by, and the red plums outside the hall rustled, hitting his shoulders, and the faint fragrance lingered. The moonlight is bright and clear, penetrating the long time in an instant, and projected in this inadvertent moment.
He also seemed a little stunned, he didn't expect to see her here, and he didn't know what to say.
A bright yellow chick flapped its wings and came in to hide from the snow. It spun around and landed on the shoulder of the god statue. Its small, bean-like dark eyes looked at the two of them cleverly, and it uttered a crisp and melodious cry.
The man looked at her, his eyes piercing the deep mist in the hall, his brows were slightly frowned, and he wanted to say something, but he was speechless after all. The warm eyes swept across her thin shoulders, her slender neck, her slender cheeks, and finally settled on her surprised eyes. After a long time, he looked away calmly, turned around lightly, his back was rustling and silent, the fur tip of his cloak swept over the fine dust on the ground, kicked up the fine dust, and landed on the snow felt boots. With steady steps, he walked towards the vast snow field outside the hall.
"There will be heavy snowstorms in the inland these few days, you should walk carefully." Zhuge Yue just walked to the door, Chu Qiao's voice sounded behind him, very calm, like Bian Tang's best Longjing tea, warm and subtle, With a sweet breath.
Zhuge Yue couldn't help but stopped, turned around, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Aren't you worried?"
Chu Qiao nodded honestly, "I'm worried, but I have no choice." She shrugged helplessly, pretending to be very worried, but her words carried the gentleness of early spring.
There was a flash of warmth in Zhuge Yue's eyes, and he said in a steady tone: "Don't worry, my entry into the Yanbei inland in disguise this time has nothing to do with the war and will not harm your interests."
"That's good," Chu Qiao smiled, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Yes." Zhuge Yue nodded honestly.
Chu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't expect it to happen, so she hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"
"Don't report me."
Chu Qiao was dumbfounded, she didn't expect Zhuge Yue to be able to joke, she was stunned for a while, and then suddenly said: "How could I?"
The bird suddenly sang joyfully, and went straight to a brazier in the corner, and the smell of meat overflowed. Chu Qiao walked past the statue a few steps, and saw a mahogany carved mat with low feet placed in a corner of the hall, and an exquisite copper pot was placed on the mat, cooking on a low fire, the thick soup was boiling, and the meat was fragrant. A few plates of fresh meat and vegetables are placed aside, and a silver octagonal jug is placed beside it.
Chu Qiao smiled slightly, pointed at Zhuge Yue and said, "Are you leaving? Then these things are mine?"
Zhuge Yue thought about it for a while, and walked up to the short one, sat down with his robe brushed, and said calmly: "It's a good idea."
As expected of Zhuge Yue, who was born in a wealthy family and grew up surrounded by gold and jade, even when he was away from home and in such an environment, he still did not lose his usual demeanor. The food is extremely exquisite. The mutton is cut into thin slices and rolled together in a circle. The vegetables are fresh and there are still water droplets on them. I don’t know how they are preserved so well. The chopsticks are made of pure silver. , carved with delicate and complicated patterns. Zhuge Yue picked up a pair of mutton with chopsticks and put it in the gurgling copper basin. The meat changed color and rolled up and down with the water waves, layers of white gas came out and filled the space between the two of them. Eating this in such a cold weather was really delicious. One of life's great pleasures.
There is a whole set of cups. Chu Qiao still remembers Zhuge Yue's habit. In Qingshanyuan, even if he ate alone every time, he always put the full set of tableware on the dining table. It seems that there are many people with him. Eat the same.
She picked up the wine jug, poured him a glass of wine, and poured another glass for herself. Seeing Zhuge Yue, he frowned slightly and asked, "Didn't you never drink alcohol?"
Chu Qiao's hand holding the cup trembled slightly. What he said was that he never drank alcohol before, but since when did she also start to like this deceptive thing? She raised her head slowly, looked at him calmly, raised her glass and said, "Borrowing flowers to present Buddha, I would like to offer you a toast."
Zhuge Yue's eyes were deep, and he looked at her quietly without serving the wine.
Chu Qiao raised her head and drank it, and said calmly: "This cup is to thank you for your kindness of not killing and helping you many times over the years."
After not seeing each other for a year, Chu Qiao seems to have grown taller again. There are two thin eyebrows on her delicate cheeks, and her eyes are very big, as if covered in a layer of fog, making it difficult to see through. A glass of wine was placed in front of him, but Zhuge Yue didn't drink it. He just quietly added meat to the pot with his chopsticks, and said without raising his eyes, "Eat when you eat. Where are you talking so much? Are you singing opera?"
Chu Qiao frowned and said, "Every meal has a prelude."
Zhuge Yue snorted, "It's enough to deal with those old men in the imperial capital, I don't have the energy to talk to you here."
Chu Qiao muttered something in a low voice, and picked up the chopsticks to pick up the meat to eat, Zhuge Yue saw that she was moving too fast, and instructed: "Be careful of burning."
As soon as the words fell, Chu Qiao yelled, obviously her mouth was burned. Seeing this, Zhuge Yue raised his eyebrows slantingly, and whispered two words, "It serves you right."
Although the tongue was burned, the taste was really good. The two of them sat there, at the beginning, they were chatting without drinking, but gradually they focused on eating. After a while, the big pot of mutton was bottomed out, and Chu Qiao fished in the pot with chopsticks. Like a rabbit, he ate all the leaves in the pot.
"I heard you were promoted? Congratulations."
Zhuge Yue said indifferently: "Fortunately, you have killed thousands of Yanbei soldiers and gained some military exploits. I heard that you have also been promoted?"
"Tongxi, I pulled out the remaining Xia army in your Meilin Pass, and I also dealt with some officials." Chu Qiao glanced at him and asked, "I heard that you became the commander of the western front of Daxia , is no longer under Zhao Che?"
"Thanks to the emperor for not giving up, no matter what the credit is, I dare not be proud of it." Zhuge Yue said flatly, "I heard that the Southwest Township's envoy has been cancelled, expelled from the Yanbei regular army formation, and the scale of weapons used is restricted. "
"Xiuli Army is now part of the local security system, and its weapons are restricted, which is natural. But I heard that the Wei Clan sent Wei Shuye to Yanming Pass, it seems to be dividing your power?" Chu Qiao asked with a smile. eyebrow.
"Wishes are always good, but whether they can achieve their goals is another matter. I heard that the leader of Datong, Wu Daoya, was banned from Sunset City, and he didn't even participate in this winter's military parade."
"There are small frictions within all organizations. Didn't you have a few ups and downs yourself? What's more, some things are said to be inaccurate. For example, I heard that Zhao Yang is currently trying his best to win over soldiers on the southern front. I don't know if it's true or not that it's holding back the war on the Western Front."
"The so-called three people become tigers, it is true. I heard that you are reforming and building in the inland of Yanbei, promoting culture and education, and emphasizing commerce. Even businessmen from Daxia secretly do business with you. It is really not easy."
"I'm just making a fuss, but I heard that you defeated the Yanbei Army and captured more than 10,000 people from the Eighth Army of the Second Army in the two battles of Caoqiu and Jinhui. Otherwise, we might be able to Taking advantage of the change in the north of Daxia, I rushed into Daxia's belly."
"Great Xia has been established for more than three hundred years, and it doesn't mean that it will be destroyed if it is destroyed by others. I heard that the Northern Dog Rong starved to death tens of thousands of people this winter. Don't you worry that they will be on the North Road at this time. Do you want to start a war with Yanbei?"
"What is supposed to come will always come. It's useless to worry about it. It's better to be prepared. Besides, I also heard that Master Li in the northeastern mountainous area of Daxia is gearing up to imitate Yanbei and become independent. Do you think they will succeed?"
"I heard that Miss Yu from the Great Fellowship has also been evacuated."
"I heard that last month, the Daxia Presbyterian Council gave a vacant seat to Hexi's Murong's family. It's been 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi."
"I heard that Yan Beixin has developed an extremely hard material that can forge weapons tougher than steel, but it came from you?"
"I heard that Zhenhuang passed the Forty-sixth Lockdown, restricting the circulation of combat materials in the market, and even using troops against Huai Song, but you initiated it?"
"I heard that your trip is to escort food and grass to the Yanbei base camp. If the food doesn't arrive, the base camp will definitely run out of food."
"I heard that your purpose of this trip is to inquire about the business news in Yanbei, and to inquire about the forces that have trade relations with Yanbei. Once confirmed, you will definitely be purged by Daxia."
Hum—Two long dragon sounds interrupted their conversation immediately, and the two swords placed on the ground hummed and trembled slightly, as if even they could sense the The smell of gunpowder is on the verge of breaking out. The little yellow bird had long since disappeared, and only the two of them sat facing each other. The charcoal fire was crackling, and the billowing water splashed in the copper basin. The bright red hot pepper was like the blood shed by soldiers.
Is it because they have different positions, or are they in hostile identities? Just now, they seem to be deliberately indulging this emotion, so as to remind themselves: they are not friends, let alone others, and they all have their own responsibilities.
"I heard that after the new year, you will marry Yan Xun." Zhuge Yue finally took the wine glass to his lips, and seemingly casually uttered a word.
Chu Qiao also raised her head, calmed down the turbulent breath in her chest, and said softly: "I also heard that you have long been engaged to the young lady of General Le Xing's residence."
Zhuge Yue nodded, "Well, the wedding date is not far away."
"General Meng is old, and General Le Xing has a stable power in the court. If you marry his child, it will be of great benefit to your career."
Zhuge Yue smiled lightly, "Next time I see you, maybe I should call you Princess Yan."
Chu Qiao shook her head, and said seriously: "Yanbei has declared independence, to be precise, you should call me Queen Yan."