Black Moonlight, after her robbery

Chapter 18

The hall became more and more lively, laughing and clapping one after another, Tizhen stretched her head, and Pan Hongzhang in the center put her arms around Miss Pan. After a while, a few servants carried a large red curtain hanging from the floor outside the hall. You told her that this should be the lucky deer that he and Pan Hongzhang made out of straw for Miss Pan.

She took a sip of the lotus seed soup, and glanced at Ling Bo in the direction of the outside. Suddenly, the hall was full of commotion, and there was a burst of screams.

Ti Zhen and Wen Yu stood up.

Cao You drew his sword and walked forward, only to see Pan Hongzhang covering Miss Pan's eyes, looking at Fulu who had been disembowelled in front of him, with a huge sac in his stomach.

He immediately used a knife to hook out the belly, and when Tizhen raised her skirt, it turned out to be a goshawk whose hair had been plucked and skinned!

Someone is provoking her.

When the atmosphere is here, the cruise ship banquet naturally ends in panic and panic.

For a time, the night was dark and windy, and thorns were overgrown.

When Ti Zhen returned to Hengwu Xiaoting, Cao You brought the news, "Liang Xuanming has closely contacted the thirteen small boats in the Luoyang territory, and has already proposed negotiations with Huai'an, the owner of Chang'an boats, to redesignate the commercial jurisdiction. "

There was a stern look in his eyes, "Tonight, it's all about showing off!"

Tizhen put one hand on the edge of the table, "The original Shen family in Pingyang entered the new dynasty, which gave the Sun family a chance to rise up. The Liang family in Luoyang, who has lost its way of business, has long held grudges, and Meng Ke is his best answer." He took a breath and said, "Now Shifang has occupied Pingyang and Chang'an, and the Liang family can allow me to dominate. On the contrary, It's a matter of time."

Tizhen drew the word "Jiaodong" on the table with her fingers, and gave Cao You a look, "If that's the case, then let Huai'an talk, and delay them well."

The atmosphere in the house suddenly condensed, the wind from the outer corridor whistled through, and the window lattices creaked.

midnight.Zheng Mao woke up from the nightmare again. He couldn't shake his whole body, and he took a big breath. As the benzoin overflowed, his mood gradually eased.

This smell accompanied him for many nights, he became more and more uneasy, more and more dizzy, did he become sick with fear because of that worry?

His whole body was like a bow with a broken string, and he fell loosely on the couch. He didn't open the door until the sun flew overhead.

There was a golden light beside the corridor, but when he leaned towards the end of the golden light, his whole body was bound by invisible ropes.

It was Miss Shi again, she was like a lingering ghost, following them so closely all the time.Seeing her and Wen Yu led into the house together, Zheng Mao's heart trembled in panic.

Under the Xuan window, the light and shadow overlap, and the plain white rice paper is slightly stained with black ink, such as a flower-arranging dancer, a low-hanging hibiscus, graceful like a tree, and muscular like a breeze, which is extremely pure and flexible.

Ti Zhen evoked a soft smile, "Wen Yu's small regular script with hairpin flowers is elegant and elegant, and has the character of a literati."

Wen Yu said: "What kind of characters do you usually like to write?"

Tizhen looked up at him, "I wrote Lu Ji's "Ping Fu Tie", and there are similarities between chapters, grasses and current grasses. It is pitched and tilted, just like Hengshan. So now I am very good at cursive script." She laid a new piece of paper and picked up a pen. Get some ink and write a paragraph.

Wen Yu read it carefully, "If you understand the past, you don't remonstrate, and you know that you can chase after you; if you are really lost, you are not far away, and you feel that today is right and yesterday was wrong. Tao Yuanming's "Return to Come" together with cursive script, is more popular. With an unstoppable momentum and a leisurely and arrogant attitude, it's no wonder that everyone speaks like a person."

Tizhen smiled calmly, "In life, there are times when a high-rise building is built, and there are also times when buildings collapse. As long as the light of the future is enough to cover the darkness of the past, it doesn't matter who is in charge of the ups and downs in the present."

Her eyes were bright and caught his gaze, "Do you like it?"

The corners of Wen Yu's lips softened, "I like it, I like it very much." After laughing for a while, her eyebrows gradually became worried, "Last night..."

Tizhen's face was indifferent, "It's just a small fight between the merchants, it's nothing serious." As he said, he tugged at his sleeve, "Don't talk about this, you accept my gift now, yours It's time for the baby to show up, right? You said you had something for me, so I came here."

Wen Yu pulled her wrist through the clothes, "You come."

Slowly lead her to sit down in front of a copper flower mirror, take out a pomegranate hairpin inlaid with rubies and silk from the wooden box on one side, and carefully put it into the hair on the cloud temples. The wings are lifelike, they are tightly embedded together, and their posture is full of beauty and beauty, reflecting the bright red silk skirt on Tizhen's body, and looking forward to brilliance.

"As I thought, a ruby ​​pomegranate hairpin would suit you very well."

Ti Zhen caressed her hair bun lightly, "This hairpin is exquisitely crafted, exquisite and unique, it looks like a top-notch product at first glance."

Old things give birth to love, it is inevitable to dwell on the past, and even Wen Yu's eyes are like a pool of cold spring water, as if they have disappeared to nowhere.

He said: "This is my mother's favorite jewelry during her lifetime. I have always kept it close to my body. Now I will give it to you."

Ti Zhen stared at the mirror slightly, "Are you really going to send me off?"

Wen Yu smiled, "It's a custom that has been passed down since ancient times, don't you know?"

He whispered in her ear again: "Moreover, this is pomegranate...it's 'Shi Liu'."

The texture of the palm could clearly perceive the words he wrote, so Tizhen smiled, and evenly stroked her lips with her little finger, and lightly tapped on Wen Yu's eyebrows, like the warmth of a lip kissing his forehead.

He didn't understand, but smiled, "What does this mean?"

"A little bit of cinnabar." She looked back tactfully, "A little bit of cinnabar mole on the center of the eyebrow can enlighten wisdom and brighten one's ambition, and turn danger into safety. It's considered a courtesy."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Wen Yu's mouth, and Si Xu's clean and warm breath was already lingering around him, and he suddenly leaned forward, burying his face in her shoulder.

The smoky blue silk curtains are half hanging and half rolling, and the sunset clouds outside the house are golden, with pink in the gold and purple in the pink, like the waves of the ocean, making the sky dizzy and colorful.

When Tizhen came out, her eyebrows and eyes were dull, as if her thoughts had been hooked by something, she looked down and saw a person with a gloomy expression swinging under the dripping eaves, swaying left and right.

He murmured, "I'm going to visit Chang'an soon, and I'm being teased like an actress, it's really out of character."

Just looking up, she saw Tizhen looking at him with a leisurely smile.

The sun was setting, and there was a slight chill, Zheng Mao's brows had already been mixed with faint displeasure, facing that rosy spring face, he couldn't help shivering, as if a cold current had passed through his body.

He really couldn't think of any spells she could have, so that Wen Yu, who has always been restrained and prudent, was led by her nose uncontrollably, it was as if she had been bewitched.

He sneered back, "Miss Shi, make up your makeup." After saying that, he wanted to salute.

Ti Zhen quickly stabilized him, "I'm being polite here, I'm on good terms with Wen Yu, and you are an elder who is close to him, so how can you let me down with courtesy."

Her tone paused, although she was smiling, her expression was not as kind as before, "In the final analysis, Wen Yu's trip to Chang'an has to be taken care of by you."

Zheng Mao stared at her for a moment, "As a minister, I should take care of everything in every detail, and I should be sincere and kind, why should the girl entrust all the power to her?"

The four eyes meet each other for only a moment, and they all have a bit of contempt and coldness, and they avoid it by coincidence, until the bright red clusters become a little reckless, their feet immediately go limp, and they clap to the railing and lean down.

Fortunately, Guan Tong passed by and gave him a hand, "Are you okay, your complexion is not very good."

Zheng Maomei slumped towards the center, squeezed out two lines, and supported him for a long time, "It's okay, I haven't had a good rest at night recently, I just felt dizzy for a while."

Guan Tong carefully supported him to walk into the house, and said attentively and caringly: "My servant will send you back to rest first, and then I will bring you some benzoin. You can sleep for a while, and we will start our journey tomorrow morning."

Zheng Mao had no time to think, and followed his footsteps, nodding as if shaking his wings.

　In the next chapter, the hero begins to turn the theory of the heroine into practice! (New character: Little wolf dog Yang Zuo is online!)

　　
　
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