Where the wind passed by, the corners of the man's clothes were gently blown up. There was no incense like the usual rich and noble young man's incense, but a light and unique scent of Zhilan, with a clear and handsome temperament, like a handful of clear snow.
"Ah!" Jingjing who was sitting behind Chu Qiao suddenly stretched out her hand, pointed at the man's waist and shouted, "His jade pendant is the same as sister's!"
White and smooth, round and clear, the man stood with his back to the wind, a jade pendant hung on his waist, shining with faint brilliance.
Chu Qiao's expression gradually eased, and when everyone was silent, she suddenly put her hand on the man's shoulder, jumped off the carriage, smiled gently and told Ping An and the others: "Don't be dazed. Come on, quickly clear the road ahead."
"Ah?" Ping An widened his eyes, looked at Chu Qiao, then at the man, and finally asked stupidly, "Sister, do you know each other?"
"En." Chu Qiao nodded with a relaxed expression, and seemed to be a little bit happy.
Ping An really wanted to ask who this person was, but before he could open his mouth, he saw the man's eyes drifting over lightly. He was not very strict, but had ice-like indifference, and seemed very unwilling to hear this stupid The young man chattered in general.
When Brother Cao and the others saw them, they immediately stepped back with their heads down, took out tools and began to clear the way.
Chu Qiao turned to the man and said, "Follow me." After saying that, she walked back.
The sky on this day is very good, as clear as a lake, and the sun is like gold. The two walked in front of each other, and after a while, they walked into a secluded small mountain depression. A waterfall flew down from the top of the mountain and fell into the cold pool, splashing a large amount of water, the grains were clear, reflecting the bright sunlight, and the colors were dazzling.
Chu Qiao turned her head and looked at the man in front of her. She hadn't seen him for more than a year. He didn't seem to have changed much, and he still looked like this. She opened her mouth to say something, thousands of words condensed on her lips, but she didn't know where to start, and finally it turned into a slight smile, overflowing the corners of her mouth, and she didn't know whether she was laughing at herself or others.
"What are you laughing at?" Zhuge Yue still had the same look, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was very impatient to stand here with her.
"It's nothing." Chu Qiao shook her head, still said with a smile, "It seems that every time I see you, the way is very special."
Zhuge Yue turned his head away, looking away, still with that familiar awkwardness.
"What are you doing here?"
Zhuge Yue gave her an extremely accurate but vague answer: "Do things."
"Oh." Chu Qiao nodded and said, "Are you going back now?"
"Um."
Then, the two stood where they were, and neither of them spoke.
In the blink of an eye, it has been almost two years. In the past two years, he has called the wind and rain in the court, turned the world, and has become one of the most powerful people on the mainland. Chu Qiao was in a remote place, and when she heard about him occasionally, she would feel a strange sense of trance. Sometimes she even wondered if the man she knew was the same as those men who were rumored to be decisive and decisive
She also heard some rumors from Qinghai one after another.
It is rumored that although it is nominally subordinate to Daxia, officials are self-selected. They are not elected from the clan, but are selected through scientific examinations. In terms of industry and commerce, some courageous merchants from the mainland have already gone to Qinghai to do business; it is rumored that slavery has been abolished there, and wealthy clans can buy domestic slaves, but as long as the domestic slaves are willing to pay to redeem themselves, they can get out of slavery, and even if they are Domestic slaves cannot be killed at will, otherwise they will be severely punished by the law; it is rumored that it is not as desolate and ruined as in the legend, but has a vast territory, another universe, and a prosperous population. Now, there are many prosperous and prosperous towns...
There are also rumors that the king of Qinghai is now notorious and is known as the robber Sima. Every year in the court, they rob money and food, compete for various materials under various names, and transport them to Qinghai continuously. Every month, Qinghai would report catastrophes, droughts, floods and glaciers, claiming that the people there had no food and clothing, and strongly demanded that the court provide money and food to rescue the refugees.
However, as soon as those materials come out, they will flow into the market in exchange for a large amount of real gold and silver, and then blatantly transport them to Qinghai headquarters. Now that most of Yanbei's troops are restrained by Qinghai, Daxia dare not turn against him at all, so he can only let him do evil.
It is rumored that this man is called Junfu by the people of Qinghai, a robber by the people of Simon, and a vampire by the officials of Daxia. Even his good friend and good ally, the Seventh Prince Zhao Che, persuaded him very tactfully. That's enough, if you eat meat, you have to let them have a mouthful of soup.
It is rumored that even though Simon's people hated him to the bone, the brave ones are now quietly preparing to move. Cuiwei Pass is overcrowded every day, full of people with families who want to sneak in.
The elders of Daxia angrily reprimanded him for intentionally indulging the Cuiwei guards to slack off their duties and let the people in the interior of Simon flow into Qinghai.
But he spread his hands innocently, Yanbei's army is too powerful, we don't have any extra troops, if we want to effectively limit these incidents, the Ministry of Household Affairs urgently needs to allocate 100,000 baht of gold to Qinghai to expand Qinghai's military equipment...
There were so many rumors, but when Chu Qiao saw him now, those rumors suddenly disappeared from her mind like a cloud of smoke.
He is still him, not some Qinghai King, Da Sima, not the stunningly talented Qinghai Monarch Father, not the cunning and shameless Daxia vampire. He was still that indifferent and arrogant man who was slightly awkward and self-willed, the young master Zhuge who had lived and died with her many times and saved her from danger several times.
A few strands of emotion suddenly emerged in my heart, gradually suppressing the excitement and joy of the first meeting. She looked at him, although he was still handsome and indifferent like a piece of ice, but there was already a trace of lines in the corners of his eyes, and when he looked carefully, his eyes were a little tired.
She quietly pursed the corners of her lips, and said softly, "I haven't seen you for more than a year, and you're getting old."
Zhuge Yue was taken aback suddenly when he heard the words, the frost in his eyes disappeared, and he looked down at her, only to see that her face was still the same, only a little thinner.
He is only twenty-six years old this year, no matter what, he can't be called an old name. However, the hard work of these years, the game conquest in those rough years, the bloody killings splashed in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, all followed this old word, flowing through his vicissitudes of life like a tidal wave.
Behind all kinds of scenery, there are sleepless lights all night, the solitary shadow and candles cut by the cold moon in the west window, the insomnia caused by the cold window, and Xiao Xiao's loneliness facing the wind and independence.
The face remains the same, but the heart is tired.
How can you not be old, how can you not be old.
He looked at her, the anger of more than a year suddenly disappeared, and even the childish willfulness faded away in this simple sentence.
"For more than a year, have you been okay?"
"It's nothing good or bad, I'm still alive." Zhuge Yue said flatly, although his words were not pleasant, he didn't have the same cold tone as before. Chu Qiao knew that he was not bickering with herself, but genuine emotion. Maybe only people like them can realize that there is nothing good or bad, it is good to be alive.
"I'm fine too." Zhuge Yue didn't ask, but Chu Qiao said by herself, "I opened an inn, and my life is very comfortable."
"I know."
The man replied indifferently, but Chu Qiao was taken aback, and raised her head to look at him, "You know?"
"I have lived with you three times."
Chu Qiao was completely stunned, but Zhuge Yue asked in a deep voice: "It's been more than a year, have you figured it out?"
"Thinking... Figured out what?"
The man slowly frowned, with a look of "you are really good at pretending", "Are you really planning to open a hotel for the rest of your life?"
Chu Qiao stared, speechless, in fact, she really thought so.
"Or are you going to find someone to marry before you're thirty?"
Chu Qiao was embarrassed, "Who told you?"
"Who else?" Zhuge Yue said, "Of course it's Li Ce, don't you know? He's the one who opened the Chunyu Building opposite you, and I'm the one who opened the Four Seas Inn diagonally behind."
Chu Qiao was so shocked that she was speechless, and suddenly remembered the two neglected inns. Before that, she had been very complacent, thinking that it was her inn that squeezed them out of business, but she didn't think it was these two seniors. human handwriting.
In this way, Li Ce should be well aware of Meishan's affairs, and he should have been prepared for those people's actions.
She suddenly remembered something, raised her head and asked, "Then you knew our identities from the beginning?"
"I don't know." Zhuge Yue said, seeing her disbelief, he said impatiently, "Although I have been there, I have never seen you."
Yes, she has lived in seclusion for more than a year, and indeed she rarely goes out.
"What are you doing out this time?"
Chu Qiao didn't know what to say. After all, it was Li Ce's state affairs, so she said vaguely, "I'm going to Tang Jing."
"Hmph!" Zhuge Yue snorted coldly, the green tree beside him was wrapped with faint wisteria, and the fragrant wind came faintly, like a cloud of floating clouds.
"Master—" the man surnamed Cao said from a distance, "The road is cleared, so we can go."
Zhuge Yue didn't make a sound, and stood quietly for a long time, as if a little impatient with such a depressing atmosphere, he turned around and wanted to leave.
"Zhuge Yue!" Chu Qiao suddenly called out, "Next time you come to the school, you can come and see me."
"I don't have time to go." Zhuge Yue replied coldly, turned around slowly, and said with a serious face, "I'm going back to Qinghai, will you follow me?"
He just said this sentence, as naturally as an acquaintance asking "Have you eaten?", but Chu Qiao was dumbfounded. She is always like this, she can deal with everything calmly, but when she faces him, she will lose all her wisdom. She stared at him blankly, as if she wanted to see another mouth from Zhuge Yue's face to prove that what she just said was not what he said.
"Li Ce said that you are a stickler. At that time, there was a big change, and you couldn't figure it out for a while, so I advise you to give you more time." Zhuge Yue said calmly, "Have you figured it out now? Do you want to follow me? "
"You, you are the Sima of Daxia's military department? And the family is..."
"You don't need to worry about those." Zhuge Yue frowned and said in a low voice, "You just have to say whether you will follow me or not."
A flock of birds flew over, two flocks of birds flew over, many flocks of birds flew over the forest, Chu Qiao still didn't speak.
Zhuge Yue was suddenly furious, and said sharply, "Are you going or not?"
"I'll go, I'll go, I'll go!" Chu Qiao replied loudly.
The two blushed and shouted at each other thickly, and the echo echoed around, making it even more frighteningly quiet here.
"It's good to meet you here, so I don't have to go to tell you again." The man pretended to be very indifferent and said, as if all this was under his control, but he didn't want to know if he was so talkative at ordinary times. "Stop running around, go back to your yard and stay there, and send someone to pick you up as soon as my business is over."
After finishing speaking, Zhuge Yue turned around handsomely and left.
"Anyway, if you go to Qinghai, you can open an inn."
A voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Zhuge Yue suddenly turned his head and stared at her with a gritted expression.
White clouds fluttered in the sky, and the birds poked their heads out from behind the leaves. It seemed strange that things in this world could not be judged by common sense.