The Legend of Chu Qiao: Division 11’s Princess Agent

Chapter 52

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The girl was dressed in white fox fur, with flying ink hair, her eyes were as black as ink, she lowered her head slightly, squinted her eyes, and looked coldly at the stunned young master of the Wei faction, her eyes and eyebrows were full of undisguised contempt.

"Stop!" Song Que, the former guard general of the city gate, came forward coldly with his troops, and said in a deep voice, "Whoever dares to be so presumptuous in the imperial city, stop!"

Chu Qiao looked at the blue-faced Wei Jing coldly, her face was calm, and there was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, she snorted coldly, withdrew her sword with a swish, and stood with her head held high.

"Song General," Wei Jing tried to calm his panting, and said in a deep voice, "What is her identity, and why can she carry weapons in the imperial city?"

Song Que frowned slowly when he saw that he didn't say why he used force in the imperial city, but was entangled in the matter of weapons. But although he is stubborn, he is not a fool. If he wants to settle down in the court of the imperial capital, how can he survive if he offends the powerful family? Song Que suppressed the displeasure in his heart, turned to look at Chu Qiao, and said, "Miss Chu, should you explain why you carry weapons in the imperial city?"

Chu Qiao raised her eyebrows lightly, and looked at the sword in Wei Jing's hand and the knives and crossbows scattered all over the place, her meaning was self-evident: there are also people with weapons.

Song Que's face turned red and he didn't speak yet.

Wei Jing shouted coldly: "What is your identity, you dare to compare with me. Not only did you carry weapons in the imperial city, but you dared to be rough on me. I don't think anyone else would dare to excuse you today. General Song, How do you think this matter should be handled?"

Song Que frowned, but he didn't dare to offend the young master of the Wei family who had changed his temperament since he cut off his finger. He was about to speak when a clear voice suddenly sounded behind him. Everyone was stunned and turned their heads.

"I asked her to take this sword."

The dark war horse, tall and straight, approached slowly.

Zhuge Yue, dressed in long sable fur, rode his horse and walked slowly. When he came to the crowd, he didn't dismount at all. Instead, he sat on the horse, looked at the girl below, stretched out his hand, and said in a deep voice, "How long do you want me to wait?" ?Give me."

Chu Qiao didn't say a word, she just stared into Zhuge Yue's indifferent eyes. The cold wind blows along the intersecting eyes of the two, like an ancient wind blowing through the track of time, those doubts, those temptations, and those hatreds are all stone monuments standing horizontally on the track, which will never die . It seemed like a long time had passed, but in fact it was only for a moment. Chu Qiao slowly stretched out her hand, just like handing over the sword in her palm at the Shangyuan Lantern Festival many years ago.

"General Song, that's what I asked you to call her just now. I have a sword in Yinggeyuan, Prince Yan's. I just asked this maid to get the sword."

Song Que nodded respectfully, "So that's it, my subordinates are busy."

Zhuge Yue turned his eyes around the big man who was lying on the ground, and said slowly without changing his face: "I told you to get the sword, but you are here to learn martial arts with Mr. Wei's men. You really are lawless, Mr. Yan Is this how you discipline your servants?"

Learn martial arts? Wei Jing's complexion changed, and he immediately became angry. Just as he was about to speak, Zhuge Yue suddenly turned his head, looked at him calmly and said, "Young Master Wei, I will take this person away first."

After all, he turned around and left.

"This matter has nothing to do with the fourth young master. What is the reason for the fourth young master to forcefully embrace him like this?" Wei Jing snorted coldly and said with a gloomy expression.

Zhuge Yue turned his head and frowned slightly, "Master Wei is saying that I have ulterior motives and meddling in my own business?"

"You have just been promoted to be a leader with a sword, and you can't wait to equip your own guards with bows and crossbows to walk in the imperial city. Mr. Wei, your movements are too fast."

Wei Jing was furious, but before he could say anything, Zhuge Yue continued, "It won't do you any good to spread the word about today. Mr. Wei, you come from a wealthy family, so you should understand the stakes, distinguish the priorities, and take care of yourself." To be so reckless and reckless, even if Mr. Wei Guang is here today, he will not be happy."

Wei Jing's eyes were red, but he stopped talking. How could he not understand the pros and cons of this, he just held his breath in his heart for seven years, and every time he met, it was like a fire burning his heart, and he couldn't bear it.

"Let's go." Zhuge Yue said slowly, turned around and walked away.

Song Que sent him off in a low voice, Chu Qiao glanced at Wei Jing's eyes that were almost spitting fire, and followed Zhuge Yue.

The sky is snowing heavily, the sun is setting, and night is falling. On both sides of the long Taoist path, there were snowflakes constantly flying, Chu Qiao followed Zhuge Yue, and gradually disappeared in the fluttering snow.

Wei Jing clenched his teeth, then suddenly shouted angrily, kicked a subordinate on the stomach, and left in a rage.

The secluded green lake has been covered by heavy snow at the moment, and the scenery on both sides is like in a painting, with carved corridors, jade trees, and white snow. An exquisite stone arch bridge spans the lake, leading to an octagonal pavilion in the center of the lake.

In the pavilion, stood two figures. The man was dressed in sable fur, with a handsome face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a hint of evil spirit on his face; the woman was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and wearing a white fox fur, she looked even more graceful and extraordinary.

These two people were exactly Zhuge Yue and Chu Qiao who had just left Taoism.

"I'm not trying to save you, but I just happen to dislike Wei Jing, so you don't have to be grateful to me."

The woman raised her head with a cold expression, "I didn't mean to thank you."

Zhuge Yue smiled, "Still so stubborn, seven years have passed, it seems that Yan Xun has not taught you what is tactful."

"It's the same for you. It seems that the sages on Wolong Mountain didn't teach you what stupidity is, and you are still so arrogant."

As soon as the words fell, Zhuge Yue raised his eyebrows, his body suddenly rose from the ground, and he retreated sharply. At the same time, the girl who was standing safely in the same place rushed forward like lightning, her steps were strange, her movements were agile, and a small grabbing hand moved forward swiftly. Zhuge Yue stretched out his arms to block it, and spread his arms apart, grabbing at the girl's wrist. Chu Qiao retracted nimbly, kicked before turning over, and landed outside the pavilion immediately, her feet stepped on the frozen lake, and the white snow all over the ground rose into the air in an instant.

A remnant red long sword wrapped in green cloth was pulled out, the blade was sharp, the brilliance flashed, and the sword swayed like a dragon, and the strange style of fighting also included the moves of opening and closing, stirring up the snow all over the sky, lingering and lingering. dance.

Zhuge Yue didn't have any weapons at hand, so he snapped off a plum branch that was blooming beside the pavilion, and the white plum blossoms suddenly went up to him.

Looking from afar, I can see that in the wind and snow, above the frozen green lake, the snow is vast, and the ground is silvery white. Two vigorous shadows are fighting together, their moves are fierce, but they have an indescribable elegance. beauty. The long wind swept across, the sky and the earth were filled with snow and mist, and the plum blossoms on both sides of the bank, red and white, flew and entangled in the mid-air together with the heavy snow.

Chu Qiao's white fox fur rolled upside down in the wind, and the three-foot green front and the swimming dragon scrambled against each other. For a while, they were evenly matched with Zhuge Yue.

At this moment, for some reason, his feet slipped suddenly, his footing suddenly became unstable, the long sword was hit by Zhuge Yue, and it flew out of his hand in an instant. Chu Qiao was shocked, put one hand on the ground, and was about to stand up, but at this moment, there was a sudden cracking sound under her feet, the vibration was too strong, the ice layer cracked, and the cold lake water seeped out.

The girl was taken aback, and let out a low cry, but it was too late to turn around and escape, her body trembled, and she fell down.

It was too late to say that, Zhuge Yue's complexion sank, his body froze for a moment, he grabbed Chu Qiao's arm, held it tightly, and pulled her back with a sudden force.

"You are still so stupid!" In the blink of an eye, a cold dagger was firmly pressed against Zhuge Yue's throat. The girl's eyes were fierce, and the corner of her mouth sneered, "You were fooled by me in the past, now seven years have passed, and you still haven't made any progress?"

Zhuge Yue smiled coldly, curled his lips in disdain, "Do you have to be so confident forever?"

It was also a sharp dagger, held in Zhuge Yue's palm, the blade pressed tightly against Chu Qiao's vest, and with a little hesitation, he hit the vital point.

Tit for tat! Evenly matched! It was so close!

The cold wind suddenly blew, mixed with icy wind and snow, blowing on the faces of the two of them, they were very close, they breathed together, their skins touched each other, from a distance, they thought they were embracing each other, expressing their hearts to each other. Only the Fengxuemeihua nearby can feel how tense the atmosphere is.

"Zhuge Yue, the enmity between you and me is as deep as the ocean and will never be resolved. I will not kill you today because I don't want to hurt Yan Xun. I will store your head on your neck for the time being. As long as I live day, it does not belong to you for a day."

Zhuge Yue snorted, "It's up to you?"

"It's up to me!" Chu Qiao said in a sonorous voice, "The children of the Jing family will not die in vain."

"Okay!" Released it, turned back, picked up the broken red long sword on the ground, Zhuge Yue stood under the plum tree, and said coldly, "I will wait for you, when you have the ability , come back and get the sword back.”

The north wind blew violently, Chu Qiao stood at the same spot, watching Zhuge Yue's back gradually receding, the palms beside her gradually clenched.

Everything just now was just a play.

Now that the return date is approaching, how can there be time to entangle with the Zhuge family? Back then, Zhuge Yue let him off, didn't reveal her identity, but let Xiao Ba act as a scapegoat, and was killed by Ling Chi as the murderer who assassinated Mrs. Zhuge, so now his return is the beginning of the crisis.

Just let him wait, and wait for him to take revenge. As long as he doesn't take the initiative to attack or reveal his identity, he can buy Yan Xun precious time.

Believe it or not, it was worth the risk.

Chu Qiao stood for a while, and then left the plum garden alone. On the other side of the green lake, the flowers and trees were shaking, and the pines and trees stood up. The figures of Ah Jing and Yan Xun walked out slowly.

"Ah Jing, did Zhuge Yue find out when you led him to Taoism just now?"

"No," Ah Jing replied firmly, "This subordinate is very careful."

Yan Xun nodded, and said in a low voice, "That's good."

"My son," Ah Jing frowned suspiciously, "Why are you so sure that Zhuge Yue will help the girl out?"

"Hehe," Yan Xun smiled softly, "he must be wondering about this problem himself, why would he help Ah Chu out?" Yan Xun said in a deep voice that Ah Jing couldn't understand, "Maybe I'm the only one in this world. A person who understands him and understands why he would do this. Ah Jing, you must cheer up in the future, Zhuge’s family has already been involved, and the situation is even more complicated. The number of night watchmen must be tripled, and once found out, there will be no mercy.”

Ah Jing was taken aback, "Kill? Son, is this okay?"