Chapter 346

After the three-day celebration, Ling Qingyu and Yang Zhao left Bianjing.

There was still snow on the official road, and a bleak winter color in the distance. In the vast, distant piano sound floated in the air, with a hint of farewell.

Ling Qingyu took out a document from the dark box on the car, then Yaoying 13 stopped the car, opened the door and jumped out of the carriage. Yang Zhao chased down, tied the cloak to her, and then looked at Cheng Jia, who was burning incense and playing the piano in the pavilion beside the official road.

"I'll come back after a few words with him. Wait for me." Stand on tiptoe and kiss Yang Zhao's lips. Ling Qingyu lifts her skirt and walks to the pavilion.

Seeing that she looked surprisingly good, she didn't get soaked in the snow at all, and then froze for two hours. Cheng Jiaxin just fell down, and then poured a cup of freshly ordered tea from the side table and handed it to her.

"This is for you." Ling Qingyu took the tea and drank it up, handing him the document in his hand.

It was the title deed of the mountain villa Meilin. Cheng Jia smiled, looked up and asked, "are you really not going to come again?"

"Don't come again," Ling Qingyu sat down on the mat in front of him, pointed to the teapot and said with a smile, "if I came again, it wouldn't be like the previous two times. Therefore, it's best not to come again."

"Oh?" Cheng Jia's eyebrows pricked, and the ending dragged on.

Ling Qingyu lowered his eyes, blew the tea that Cheng Jiaxin poured to her, and said, "I have told Zhao that we will never bow to anyone in the future. If we provoke again, even if we accompany all our lives, I will fight back."

Cheng Jia's eyes were deep. He knew that Yang Zhao had looked for those old generals. When he passed his father's study yesterday, he just heard the visiting Duke of Wei talking about Yang Zhao's coming to beg him. At that time, Duke of Wei shook his head and said, what's the promise of such a man kneeling for a woman? At that time, he was so shocked that he lost his book that he didn't know how much he had to love Yang Zhao to do this for her? In this way, it's easy to understand what she did for him. This woman has always been kind to her, and she will pay you back three inches. So what kind of world will they open up after they go abroad? I really want to have a look!

"Well, I'm leaving. Take care of yourself. Pay more attention to your body. Alan said that your body is a little weak. It should be that you haven't been well conditioned since childhood. This is the prescription for medicinal diet she gave you." Ling Qingyu put a few pieces of paper in front of Cheng Jia, then got up, turned and walked down the pavilion, got to the side of the carriage, turned back and waved to him before getting on the carriage.

The carriage began to accelerate. Soon, the Qingyuan piano sound became ethereal, and after a while, it was completely inaudible.

Ling Qingyu leaned against Yang Zhao's arms, yawned, found a comfortable place in his arms, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Looking at the quiet sleeping face of the person in her arms, Yang Zhao gathered the distribution of the wind that had just got out of the car for her, and a warmth spread from her heart until it filled the whole chest.

On that day, as soon as he separated from the morning meeting, he galloped back with He Li. Standing at the gate of the courtyard, hearing Alan's words, his heart was suddenly cold. There was only one thought in his heart, why didn't he die on the battlefield in the autumn of the year he came back? At that time, Ling Qingyu thought he had been engaged to others and gave up him. If she died at that time, she would not be sad, nor would there be these things behind. She could travel happily with Yan San in the four seas, At that time, he was so sad that he directly vomited blood. If it hadn't been for Ying Jiu, he really wanted to die like that. Dying in her body would never bring harm and pain to her again.

But the next day, Ling Qingyu woke up to pick him up at the door, and then said I love you. She said that in the future, we will no longer bow our heads and bear everything together.

"If Zhao can't support a world for you, what's the use of Zhao?" Yang Zhao smiled faintly, and his eyebrows were full of tenderness.

auzw. com

The man of the red chamber gathered by Yan Qi's men sneaked into Bianjing a few days later. Not long after, Princess Huayang got a good flirting essential oil from the palace man's hand. After use, it will make sex extremely comfortable, with a sense of immortality and death. Princess Huayang fell in love with it as soon as she used it, and also rewarded several ladies close to her. At the same time, this essential oil also quietly entered the YuanHou residence in ninghou Town, Duke of Wei, and spread from these three backyards to the ladies who were friends.

The effect of essential oil is obvious. It will make people's * * soar all night, and it is at the peak all night. However, such demand is definitely not satisfied by a man, and with the increase of use time and amount, this demand will become stronger and stronger. Princess Huayang began to find all kinds of men to enter the palace, even the guards in the palace were not spared, and people became thinner and thinner. Finally, they became skinny, and no longer lost their original beauty.

Of course, this is all later.

When crossing Taihang Mountain, there was heavy snow, and the mountain road was difficult to walk. Ling Qingyu and Alan were greedy for the snowy scenery, and the motorcade slowed down.

The mountain road that passed this day was opened up on the hillside. The road was not wide. One side was a deep valley and the other side was a straight mountain wall. The road was piled with thick snow, and the opposite mountain was surrounded by a thin mist, which covered the towering mountains as if they were real or unreal.

He Li and his guards got off the horse to sweep the snow in front. Ling Qingyu and Alan got off the carriage and stood by the roadside to see the glittering ice hanging on the branches in the sun.

"How beautiful!" Ling Qingyu narrowed her eyes and sighed softly. The wind on the mountain was a little strong, and the wind blew on her face with a cold feeling, which made her unconsciously close up the marten collar.

"It's too cold. Go in." Alan rubbed his hands and breathed.

"You go in first, and I'll have a look," Ling Qingyu said with a smile, looking up at the progress of snow sweeping in front of him. "It's rare to see such a beautiful scenery."

"You have traveled so many places, but you haven't seen much beauty?" Alan looked at the valley and said.

"I remember someone saying that when people are on a journey, they are looking for the beautiful scenery that changes every moment. I also remember someone saying that it is impossible for people to cross the same river at the same time." Ling Qingyu raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Alan Dao with a smile.

Alan pondered for a moment and said, "does it mean time? Even in the same place, because the time is different, the water flowing is actually not the original?"

"How clever!" Ling Qingyu patted his hand and said, "yes, even if it is the same scenery, the time is different, the mood is different, and the eyes are different. In this world, in fact, nothing is unchanged. As long as time goes, everything is changing."

"Girl," Alan looked at Ling Qingyu strangely and said, "sometimes I think you are older than me."

"Ha ha," Ling Qingyu chuckled twice and said, "if I say, I'm really older than you, do you believe it?" Because they are similar in real age and personality, can they become such close friends?

"Maybe," Alan smiled and said, "I'm paying you, not your age."

"Alan, thank you..." Ling Qingyu whispered. In this world, she was originally out of tune. She disdained the lifestyles and ideas of those women, and could not become the relationship between those girlfriends in her original world. However, some words can only be spoken and spoken by girlfriends. If there was no Alan, she might not be able to survive after Yan San left.

"It's easy to say," Alan laughed, and then said, "where's the man you promised me!"