Man Yao's eyes slowly moved up, the owner of the pair of shoes was wearing a sky blue robe, with a handsome and extraordinary face, above the face was the usual gentle expression, staring at her with shallow caring eyes. Pale face with traces of rain.
The umbrella in the man's hand was propped on top of her head, and he extended a hand to her with a smile. Man Yao stared at the hand in a daze, the slender fingers had distinct knuckles, and there was a dark callus on the palm. The man saw that she was just looking at his hands in a daze, so he smiled softly and said: "I have been fighting in the battlefield for many years, and I have held too many swords, and my hands have calluses. You... don't mind."
Manyao shook her head, and looked up at that gentle and harmless handsome face. It was this man who would become her husband in two days, and from then on she would be named by his surname and be with him for the rest of her life. But, this man, is he really as harmless as he looks? She smiled faintly, but her eyes were extremely sharp, reaching deep into the heart, and she said in a calm tone: "I was just thinking, it seems that every time I meet the general, it happens to be when I need help the most, you say... Is this God's will? Or man-made?"
Fu Zhao was stunned for a moment, his eyes changed slightly, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled casually: "Nature is man-made. There is so much providence in this world. I know you have difficulties, so I just in time Show up to help you out of trouble."
This answer surprised her a bit, and he said it so calmly that no one could have any other thoughts. Man Yao said: "Then how did the general know that I have difficulties? I am not related to the general, nor are we very close. Why does the general pay so much attention to me?"
Fu Zhao lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was also thinking about this problem, and said after a while, "I also want to know the reason... Your clothes are all soaked, so how about it, if you don't mind, go to my mansion to take a bath and change clothes first, so as not to get wet. Infected with the wind and cold again."
Man Yao glanced at the roof ridge not far away from the corner of his eyes, nodded after hesitating for a while, stretched out his hand to catch his fingers, trying to use his strength to get up, but his numb legs and feet couldn't be controlled, and before he could stand up, he squatted down again. His body became unsteady, and he fell to the side of the ditch.
Fu Tzu hurriedly reached out to support her shoulder, and said, "You take the umbrella, and I'll carry you away." After finishing speaking, he stuffed the umbrella into her hand, and she didn't even have time to say "no need". He was already picked up by the sky.
His embrace was warm, his shoulders were broad, his arms were strong and powerful, which was inexplicably reassuring. At this time, she was extremely exhausted both physically and mentally, and she suddenly thought, why did she have to think so much? Wouldn't it be nice to keep everything simple? As long as she can keep her heart, nothing else matters. Thinking of this, she relaxed her body, closed her eyes, leaned against his neck and shoulders, and unconsciously fell into a deep sleep, and the umbrella in her hand fell to the ground behind them.
Fu Zhao looked down at the tired face of the woman in his arms, his eyes moved slightly, and he unconsciously slowed down his pace, walking more steadily.
The rain gradually stopped, the sky opened and the clouds cleared up. After being washed away by the heavy rain, Li Wang's Mansion was more chilly than before. Zongzheng Wuyou's phoenix eyes were light, and he was resting on the soft couch, his right index finger unconsciously stroking a white jade chess piece engraved with red letters on the palm of his left hand, as if he was waiting for something. After a long time, he suddenly said: "Aman, why don't you make a move? You've been thinking about it for longer and longer. If this continues, we'll never finish playing a game of chess from morning till night!"
He still closed his eyes when he spoke, quietly waiting for a response, however, after waiting for a long time, he couldn't even hear the sound of breathing. Zongzheng Wuyou suddenly woke up, and suddenly opened his eyes, there was no one on the opposite side. He was shocked, did he form a habit so quickly? Looking at the chess piece in his hand, he frowned, stood up, and called out with a hint of boredom: "Come on."
The steward of Wuyou Pavilion, who had been guarding the door all the time, immediately entered the room upon hearing the sound, carefully served the tea with both hands, and said respectfully, "My lord, are you awake?"
Zongzheng Wuyou took the tea and rinsed his mouth, then put it back in his hand, Fang said: "Is Lin Anke back?"
The steward hurriedly replied: "My lord, it's been less than half an hour since guard Lin returned to the mansion. The slave saw that the lord was resting, so he didn't dare to come in to disturb him, and let him wait outside the door."
Zongzheng Wuyou said indifferently: "Tell him to come in."
"Yes." After the steward stepped back, a black-clothed man in his twenties with slightly dark skin entered the room. This man walked very fast and without making a sound, and he was clearly a master of martial arts. The man knelt down on one knee, propped his hand on the ground, nodded respectfully and said: "I will see you, my lord."
Zongzheng Wuyou waved his hand, motioned him to stand up, and said, "What did she do after leaving the mountain? Where did she go?"
Guard Lin said: "My lord, after Mr. Liyue went down the mountain, he walked west along the road. He walked for about an hour and a half in the rain. He went to Tianshui Lake on the way, stayed for a while, and then left..."
Zongzheng Wuyou's expression changed, he raised his hand to stop his words, and asked with frowned thoughts: "You said she walked in the rain for an hour and a half? Do you have an umbrella?"
Guard Lin shook his head and said, "No. She has been drenched in the rain and walked very slowly."
Zongzheng Wuyou trembled in his heart, and asked again: "What's the expression on her face?"
Guard Lin thought for a while, and said, "Laughing all the time... a very shallow smile."
Zongzheng Wuyou walked a few steps towards the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the falling flowers after the heavy rain outside the window, his thoughts drifted back to a sunny afternoon a few days ago, they had just finished a game of chess, he asked In her previous life, she became very silent. Later, she suddenly said: "It seems that it hasn't rained for a long time."
He asked: "Aman likes rainy days?"
She put down the chess pieces in her hand, and said with distant eyes: "There is a kind of person who is born to like rain, because in the rain, she can cry with peace of mind, without worrying that anyone will see it."
He said: "Aman is this kind of person!"
She turned her head, lowered her eyelids to cover her slight sadness, and said softly: "I don't remember how long I haven't shed tears, maybe fifteen years, or seventeen years... It's really too long, it's already I forgot that feeling..." This was her previous life, and she couldn't cry even if she was sad.
Zongzheng Wuyou restrained his thoughts, it seemed that she didn't care as much as she said! A trace of inexplicable joy rose in his heart, and... distressed. That woman always hides herself so deeply. He turned around and asked, "Where is she now?"
Guard Lin said: "I went to the General's Mansion."
Zongzheng Wuyou was shocked, his eyes changed suddenly, he turned around and looked at him coldly, and asked in a deep voice, "Which general's residence?"
Guard Lin trembled, and replied: "It's... the residence of General Wei."
Fu chip? ! Zongzheng Wuyou's face was heavy, and he clenched his hands unconsciously. The scene of the two of them looking at each other and laughing at the gate of the Yiqing Hall of the Imperial Palace, and the scene where Fu Tzu was looking at Princess Qiyun Kingdom at the dinner party when she was choosing her husband appeared in his mind. eyes...
Zongzheng Wuyou narrowed his phoenix eyes, his eyes were like the cold pool of hell, and said in a deep voice: "Aman, it is not so easy for you to use Fu Tiao to leave this king! You, quickly lead a hundred people, and follow this king to Weiguo General's Mansion."