Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

Chapter 140 Fragility and Intimacy
Zhao Fushuang sneered, "You know I don't like you, and I don't want to marry you, can I be ashamed with you?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Zheng Jianing nodded in relief.

Nothing to be ashamed of.

Just don't say marry him.

Give it all!

Zhao Fushuang drank the wine indifferently, her brows and eyes were slightly drunk, and the inexplicable sadness in her heart faded a lot.

When Zhao Fushuang picked up the fourth jug of wine and handed it to her lips, Xie Zhiyu said, "Miss Zhao, too much wine will hurt your health."

Zhao Fu waved her hands: "No problem."

Yuehua was wronged by Zhao Fushuang, and she didn't drink less. When she got drunk, she said with red eyes: "Miss Zhao, please let me beg you? Return the Lingze sword to the third prince. From now on, you will let me be the third prince." I can be a cow or a horse."

This is not over?
Zhao Fushuang said impatiently, "What do you think?"

If she has any friendship with her, she will come to ask for help.

How could she have the brains to give up the treasure she didn't get with her good intentions under her soft words?With the disdain in her eyes?
Yuehua staggered to her feet, and said with red eyes: "Anyway, I owe such a great debt to the third prince, and it's hard to sleep or eat, so I just settle it quickly today, and you must remember that you must keep your word!"

As she said that, Yuehua took out her weapon and slashed at her lifeline.

Fatty Bai Yun Jian flicked his fingers, and picked up the sword in Luo Yuehua's hand.

From the beginning to the end, Zhao Fu didn't raise her eyebrows, she just drank quietly.

Yuehua cried and fell to the ground, "Admonisher, you let me die. Practitioners are the most taboo to owe favors to others and not be able to repay them. I'm afraid I won't be able to untangle this knot."

Xiao Fu walked over to help her: "Why are you bothering? There is no rush for this matter, the third prince has his own solution."

Yue Hua covered her face and cried, "I, I probably drank too much, I can't control my emotions."

Zhao Fu rubbed between her eyebrows, it's annoying!

This woman's mind is almost the same as her own sister's!

How could she die with so many people?
Besides, would a woman who can cultivate to 56 Shenzhu Guanti have such a fragile heart?

This woman's purpose is very clear.

This is blatantly forcing her!
Zhao Fu looked at Yuehua condescendingly: "It's almost enough, you can approach anyone you want to approach openly, it's no fun to use me as a foreshadowing!"

Yue Hua was startled and said, "What are you talking about? How can there be a woman like you who is full of gossip?"

She is full of right and wrong?
She doesn't know right and wrong, can she be full of right and wrong?
What a blow!
At this time, Yun Xuchuan's last patience was exhausted, "Enough, Zhao Fushuang, hold the Lingze Sword as you like, and you will be satisfied if you really kill people? Why show your femme fatale everywhere?!"

Zhao Fushuang looked at Yun Xuchuan in disbelief. Fortunately, she still thought he had some brains. After all, she thought highly of him!

Seeing Zhao Fu looking at him like a fool, Yun Xuchuan said coldly again: "You can leave if you don't fit in, no one is forcing you to stay."

Zhao Fushuang couldn't help laughing, she raised her eyebrows and looked at the black-clothed Sui Mi, Sui Mi understood, waved a dozen jars of wine in front of her, and said, "No more."

Zhao Fu swept all the wine jars into the space container with a sweep of her sleeves, stood up and said, "Thank you."

When passing by Yunxuchuan, she said in an open and aboveboard way: "Idiot!"

With that said, he took the Lingze Sword and walked towards the window.

Jump up the window lightly, and drink by yourself against the wind and snow all over the sky.

Yun Xuchuan's face could no longer be described as black, it was almost distorted!
Watching Zhao Fushuang leave here, Ah Bao got up, and said directly to Shang Yun Xuchuan in a bad temper: "Although I can't tell what you are talking about, my sister never took the initiative to cause trouble from the beginning to the end, she just wanted to drink, this snake and scorpion Where does the word of heart come from?"

As he said that, he left without looking back, walked to Zhao Fushuang and sat down alone, took the food out and ate by himself.

Xie Zhiyu also stood up with a polite smile, "Xie is too drunk, remembering that there are still some paintings that are not finished, everyone, drink slowly, Xie is a step ahead."

Xie Zhi met the bamboo house and went to collect scenery for painting.

"Ah, children are ignorant, and scholars are overwhelmed with alcohol, don't blame the third prince." Zheng Jianing laughed awkwardly.

He enthusiastically greeted Xiong Dalang and everyone to drink, Xiong Dalang was not afraid of those who came, and drank cup after cup.

Zhao Fushuang leaned against the window alone, looking at the nearly ten thousand stone houses outside, and poured herself a drink.

Half of her body is outside, half of her body is inside, half of her black hair is blowing in the wind, half of her black hair is comfortable indoors, half of her body is cold, and half is hot.

"Shuang'er, go home and take your medicine." In a daze, there seemed to be a voice from the depths of the stone house that came from the depths of her sea of ​​consciousness.

"Shuang'er, go home and take your medicine."

The voice became clearer and clearer, and it could even be distinguished as an old male voice, gentle and loving.

Zhao Fushuang didn't know how much she drank. In short, the deep call rang in her ears almost like a curse.

"Shuang'er, go home and take your medicine."

Finally, Zhao Fushuang dropped the wine jug, which shattered to the ground, leaving the wine on the floor of the bamboo house.

Zhao Fushuang jumped out of the window in a daze, and staggered into the howling snow.

When the people in the house heard the movement, she had already walked a hundred meters away. Zheng Jianing hurriedly rushed to the window, "Auntie, are you crazy? Don't you know that you can't leave the bamboo house in tears? This wind and snow will affect people's hearts, lightly It will lead to confusion of the person's consciousness, and in severe cases, the body will explode and die."

Ah Bao and the others really didn't know about this, upon hearing this, Ah Bao yelled: "Sister, come back quickly."

Xie Zhiyu stopped his brush and looked over.

Xiong Dalang glanced outside, his eyes flickered, but he didn't get up.

Yun Xuchuan looked at Zhao Fushuang who staggered into the bamboo forest a few steps, his face was livid, and he said: "I don't know if I will die!"

The others watched coldly.

On the second floor of the bamboo house, Yi Huang looked coldly at Zhao Fushuang who was stumbling further and further down: "Old Hei, go and bring her back."

Lao Hei lazily asked back: "Who is her man?"

"Besides, you let her drink, and you deal with it yourself."

Yi Huang was speechless.

Yukun smiled very cheaply: "You don't want it, I will pick it up."

Yi Huang: "."

Zhao Fushuang couldn't hear the call of the people in the bamboo house for a long time, and just followed the distant call to the bamboo forest and stone house.

At this time, only Abao ran out desperately, but before he had walked half the distance, his whole body was trembling and fell to the ground.

Xie Zhiyu hurriedly went out to pull the person in, "You don't have the slightest cultivation base, you can't resist the cold air entering your body."

Just when Zhao Fushuang was about to approach the area of ​​the stone house, Yi Huang, who covered her eyes with thick black eyes, flew out from the second floor with a cold body and blocked her way.

Zhao Fushuang's originally dazed eyes became clear after seeing him little by little.

She froze for a moment, then looked around in a sudden hesitation.

It turned out that no one called her.

None of those loving voices called her.

So the real voice is that the most important people in her life have come all the way for her, but why is there no one?
Zhao Fushuang took a step forward, tightly grasping Yi Huang's sleeves, with a lump in her throat, standing in front of him with some aggrieved eyes, and softly said with red eyes: "Yi Huang, I feel bad, I feel as if I'm going to die .”

The voice she called his name was more vulnerable and intimate than ever!
If it hadn't been for something helpless, Yi Huang didn't want to show up, but he couldn't really let her seek her own death!
Therefore, when I came to find her, I was unhappy.

But she stood here, pulling her sleeves, and when she made a voice of grievance, his emotions that were frozen in the black and white area seemed to be broken in an instant.

Yi Huang felt dryness in his throat, his Adam's apple rolled, and he almost sighed: "Zhao Fushuang, when will you stop causing trouble!"

(End of this chapter)