Chunguang Brocade

Chapter 62
Ji Chong turned around and went out.

"The guilty minister sent you off respectfully to His Highness."

Ji Chong stopped in his tracks, turned around and asked him, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Without raising his head, Shen Jinlin bowed deeply, "The guilty minister did not collude with the rebels, please check clearly, Your Highness."

Ji Chong was disdainful, turned around and didn't look at him: "Do you know where I went today?"

Shen Jinlin didn't say anything.

"Jiaofang Division." He lifted his foot and left.

"My daughter was beaten into the Jiaofang Division?" Shen Jinlin trembled all over at the sudden news, it was his fault, he still hurt his wife and daughter, and suddenly he sat on the ground as if he had lost his soul.

Su Juesong quietly glanced at his master, he walked away, looked inside the cell again, turned around and trotted to catch up with his master.

"As a father, the first eldest daughter is like the beginning of summer, fresh and beautiful, but she fell... to the Secretary of the Jiaofang, and became..." Shen Jinlin lay on the ground, face to the ground, and did not move for a long time, as if dead .

At the end of the autumn of the seventh year of Tongtai, the regent was forced by literati to stay in the Jiaofang Division. He was forced to announce to the world and restore the 11-year-old imperial examination system.
And the promulgation of Zhao will be carried out in the same year, and the time of autumn will be extended for three months along the time of promulgation, until the New Year does not stop.

All the people and students of the whole country in the Wei Dynasty cheered.

Chu Liangjun wandered around in the city, so there was no place he didn't know, but he was busy saving the benefactor's daughter these few days, and he didn't expect a library to be built on the ground in the city.

Standing at the door, looking at the plaque has not moved for a long time.

The little boy at the door came forward with a smile on his face, and waited until he looked away before he said, "My lord, you're just buying..."

Chu Liangjun stretched out his hand to stop it, "Where is the place where literati gather?"

The little boy quickly pointed to the right room on the second floor, "The Hall of Scholars, sir, please come inside."

Chu Liangjun lifted his robe and went up the stairs.

When Shen Chuxia arrived at Paotong Lane, she slept until noon the next day. She didn't get up until the mother-in-law knocked on the door and said that His Highness had arrived.

In the early winter afternoon, the sun shines from the blue sky to the roof, and the light shines from the green holly trees. She is warm and comfortable, and she stretches her waist repeatedly. If she has money, she will also buy such an exquisite small yard and sit on the porch. Looking at the changes of the four seasons in spring, summer, autumn and winter, I feel that the life is dull and happy.

Ji Chong put his hands behind his back and faced the yard and patio. Hearing the sound of slow footsteps, he looked sideways.

The little lady yawned again and again, swaying towards him while patting her mouth. She was wearing a cloth shirt without any accessories, not even earrings, and the afternoon sun was shining down from the sky, as if it had been folded by the roof of the corridor, forming a shallow cage. The gauze light happened to fall on her youthful face, and a very unreal hazy halo appeared. A pair of bright eyes reflected light with water, full of vitality, making people's eyes fall on her unconsciously and could not be taken back.

Shen Chuxia found Ji Chong in front, standing with his hands behind his back, with a handsome face and a straight figure, just like the clearest and thickest strokes in an ink painting. His eyes fell on her, and the original cold eyes were dyed There is a hint of gentleness on the top.

She read it right, her heart was jumping for joy, it seemed that her flattery was successful, she trotted over quickly, with a smile on her face, innocent and free and easy.

Ji Chong followed her eyes.

She floated to him like a butterfly, the pillars blocked the sunlight, casting shadows on both sides of the bridge of his nose, her brows were sharp, but the lines of her brow bones were unexpectedly soft, and when she lowered her eyes, the sharpness in her eyes was completely restrained.

Obviously, he has a very oppressive and indifferent heroic appearance. When he came, he first took off three points of sharpness and coldness, and the remaining part was alienated and indifferent, disappearing in the soft light.

"Your Highness...Your Highness..." She raised her head and smiled.

The four eyes met in the warm afternoon sun.

It seems to be the whole world.

The eyes from the ceiling stuck to her face, seeming to have a trace of warmth, rolling over her cheeks inch by inch, causing a blush. The afternoon breeze seemed to stagnate, and the temperature in the corridor continued to rise silently.

Come on, dear!A certain woman's villain in her heart keeps shouting, such a prosperous and beautiful face, she is a fool if she is not cheap!

A certain man seemed to be frozen by a time machine, motionless.

Shen Chuxia looked around, except for flowers, trees, and birds on the branches, there was no one there!

Courage grew from the edge of color, stood on tiptoe, stretched out his head and kissed his crimson lips.

He paused at 0.01mm, and carefully searched for his gaze, is that ok?OK!
Ji Chong's eyes were as bright as black stones.

Seeing the light in her eyes, like a silent invitation, she stopped hesitating, and kissed her.

Soft and warm, it doesn't feel like it's enough, but it doesn't dare to stay, like a little turtle, it's about to retract its head, but someone moved, stretched out its long arms, and pulled her into his arms.

Lip to lip.

A certain girl was taken aback for a moment, and then she was delighted. Kiss, kiss, kiss from the ceiling, definitely earned it.

A certain man remained motionless.

Uh... this is... what's going on!Time stands still.Slow motion, or locked in by a time machine?

Just when Shen Chuxia was about to quietly open one eye, someone moved.

Afternoon sunshine, lovely and lingering.The word N is omitted below.

Stealing chickens is not enough to lose rice, so it is a certain woman.

"Your Highness... Your Highness... I... can't do it anymore." Shen Chuxia was severely hypoxic, and Shen Chuxia was almost hanging on Ji Chong's arm.

"You're so wicked, can't you do that?" A certain man laughed at a certain woman.

"You..." The seductress was teased instead, and a certain woman blamed her. Just as she was about to say something cheap, when she saw a certain man's eyes brighten up, she shrunk her head and buried her in his arms in fright, "Your Highness, from last night until now, I have I haven't even eaten a grain of rice yet, and I'm almost starving to death."

"Don't say you're dead." Ji Chong's voice sank, followed by a sense of oppression, which made Shen Chuxia shudder, he felt it, and with a heavy voice of annoyance, he stretched out his hand to stroke the back of her head, gently, again and again.

Shen Chuxia's trembling small body leaned softly on his warm embrace, "Your Highness, I'm really hungry."

Ji Chong laughed lightly, embraced her and walked together, turned his face, and lowered his head: "The stolen food just now wasn't enough, huh?"

His Royal Highness the Prince Regent, who was always indifferent and dignified, didn't speak harshly. Suddenly, he spoke like a dog, and Shen Chuxia sprained his ankle in fright. "Your Highness..." She bared her teeth in pain.

Ji Chong thought she was joking, and seeing sweat dripping from her forehead, he quickly squatted down, hugged her and sat on his lap, held her waist with one hand to prevent her from falling, and touched her ankle with the other hand, trying inch by inch, " Here or here..."

His Royal Highness the Prince Regent has led soldiers and fought in battles, dealing with basic bone injuries - bone setting, it's a trivial matter.

At the end of the corridor, behind a clump of lilac trees, there was a Taoist nun standing there. She looked through the long corridor at the man bending over to set the bones of the young man with tears in her eyes.

Ten years later, I finally saw him again.

He covered his weeping lips with his hands.

Fortunately, fortunately, Miss Ying didn't see the scene just now, Mu Tong was afraid that the master and Miss Shen would have...that...something, "I'll go to His Highness." He wanted to report back.

(End of this chapter)