the first lady

Chapter 147

Listening to Zong Zhengyi's words, Qiao Ling'er suddenly had a fighting spirit in her heart. Such words were not said by Zong Zhengyi, but by Wuyou.

"Worriless..." I wanted to think so, and I also shouted like this, but when I shouted, I suddenly felt a chill around me.

When he heard the word "Worriless", the corners of Zong Zhengyi's mouth twitched a little, and the hand holding her chin also became a little stiff.

"Hehe... Don't get excited, isn't it all you?" Qiao Ling'er laughed, and when she said those two words, she really saw a coldness in his eyes, which made her hair stand on end.

"But now I'm not." Zong Zhengyi was a little sour when he said this, not only in his tone, but also in his heart.

"Just put on a mask?" Qiao Ling'er was a little ashamed, she didn't understand what he was struggling with, anyway, he wasn't all alone?

"Ling'er, let me ask you, do you like Wuyou?" Zong Zhengyi suddenly changed into a serious tone, but there was a little sadness mixed with that seriousness.

"Eh?" Qiao Ling'er panicked for a while, but it was impossible to escape from being stared at by him, and finally she just said stiffly, "It should be..."

As soon as the four words were said, a colder breath than before entered into her skin. It was obviously not cold in this day, but it made people want to wrap up in a quilt.

As for her answer, it might actually be because she guessed that Wuyou was Zong Zhengyi, so she even had a good impression of him.I like...it should be counted as well, right?And now it has been confirmed that the two of them are the same person. To say that they like Zongzheng Yi means to like Zongzheng Yi. It should be... no problem, right?
But... Zong Zhengyi's current appearance was extremely resentful, when she didn't know what to ask, he suddenly said, "Ling'er, you will make me very jealous of him..."

"Huh?" Qiao Ling'er said hello headlong, "Wuyou?" Jealous of Wuyou?
"Yes." I thought the question was just a joke, but Zong Zhengyi answered it seriously. "I'm jealous of him because you said you liked him."

"But aren't you him?" Although he didn't wear a mask.

"I'm Zongzheng Yi now!"

Still not the same?Qiao Linger felt cold.

"Then what about when you were worry-free? Could it be that you are jealous of Zong Zhengyi?" Qiao Ling'er asked with a twitch of her mouth, and she knew the answer when she saw his serious expression.

This man, definitely a schizophrenic, is jealous of himself.

Zong Zhengyi looked at her and said seriously: "When you are with me, don't think about him!" Although it is him, but he is somewhat concerned, because that is not the real self, but another one created by the environment. an identity.

Seeing Zong Zhengyi, who was shrewd like a fox but serious about such unnutritious issues, Qiao Linger finally couldn't help laughing: "Yi, can you stop being so funny, you think you have a split personality, don't you? "

Zong Zhengyi looked at her and frowned, and in the next moment, his face was held together: "Okay, don't worry about this issue anymore, I only like Zong Zhengyi when you are Zong Zhengyi ;When you were Wuyou, I only liked Wuyou alone, okay?" Without waiting for him to speak, Qiao Linger said again: "Okay, you have been in a coma for two days, are you hungry? I'll make some porridge I'll give you a drink."

He looks so unexpectedly cute...

The soft female voice made Zongzheng Yi slowly relax. Originally, he wanted to calm her down, but he didn't want her to calm him down in turn. In the end, he just said "OK" in a daze. .

"Stay here obediently and wait for me to come back." Qiao Ling'er pressed a kiss on his forehead like coaxing a child, and then went out.

As for making porridge, she also learned from the old man Zhu. Zong Zhengyi just woke up, and the porridge with herbs can make him recover faster.But his ribs are broken, so he still needs to give him some nutrition...

For seven whole days, Ren Shizui ordered Qingye and the others to search the entire lower reaches, but they did not find any trace of Zongzhengyi and Qiao Linger.

Exhaustion mixed with tiredness, even the iron body can't bear it.

Zhui Ming had a sullen face, his eyes were red, as if he would kill someone at any time, but he was more nervous.

Qiao Linger and Zong Zhengyi, nothing will happen to them, absolutely not!

"My lord, I can't find..." The personnel sent to search tremblingly came to report.

"Get out!" Yueying roared, her eyes were bloodshot, and the clothes on her body were also seven days old, and the blood stains on them had long since dried up.

Not many people were sent from the capital, just because Emperor Wu was unwilling to publicize the matter, and because of the current situation in Nanwu Kingdom, once the prime minister Zong Zhengyi disappeared, threats from all ethnic groups would follow one after another.

Emperor Wu is selfish. To be precise, all emperors are selfish. When their own interests are threatened, they will definitely lose small profits and protect big profits.And the interests of the king of his country are of course higher than everything else.

"Have you not found it yet?" A weak female voice came from behind the anxious back.

Hearing the sound, Qingye turned her head away, and saw Lan Feng, whose face was pale as if he would be blown at any moment, standing behind them, and walked over immediately with a frown: "Why are you here? Your injury..."

"My injury is fine." Lan Feng quickly stopped him, "Have you not found Miss and Uncle yet?"

Aoba tightly frowned, and finally just shook her head stiffly.

They arrived too late that day, although their lightness kung fu was indeed not bad, but they were not as fast as those people, and they didn't expect the air to be poisonous.If Lan Feng hadn't told them later, they would never have wiped out all those assassins so easily.However, even if all the assassins were killed, they still couldn't arrive before Zong Zhengyi and Qiao Linger had an accident.

"Qingye." Yueying suddenly said, and looked at Qingye, but the look in his eyes was in stark contrast to the restlessness he saw before.

Aoba looked into Yueying's eyes, saw something in it, and finally nodded heavily.

"What do you want to do?" Zhui Ming, who saw the reactions of the two people, immediately stood up and asked in a subdued voice.

"No……"

"Don't try to lie to me!" Only then did Qingye speak, Zhui Ming's heavy warning voice cut off his words, and there seemed to be some indifference and murderous intent in his eyes.

"Qingye?" Lan Feng also saw some clues, and couldn't help shouting.

Yueying and Qingye looked at each other, the latter two nodded in unison, Yueying said: "You continue to search here," this sentence was said to the person who was looking, and then turned to Zhuiming: "Let's go."

Lanfeng walked along with her, and she noticed the change between Qingye and Yueying, but before she moved a step, Qingye had already hugged her by the waist.

A feeling of shyness rushed into my heart, and then Aoba said a word indifferently: "Be quiet."

Aoba's words are not sweet words, but only a man would use such a tone when he cares about a woman, although now is not a good time to pierce this layer of relationship.

The most important thing right now is to find Zong Zhengyi and Qiao Ling'er!

Zhuiming followed Qingye and Yueying, and felt an unusual aura from them, at least very different from when they first met.It always feels a little familiar, but I can't tell where it is.

An invisible code was released into the sky, ordinary people can't detect it, but chasing life is enough, but he doesn't know the origin of that code.

"Are you from Sanssouci Palace?" Lan Feng, on the other hand, showed a look of surprise after realizing that she should have been unable to detect the communication information with her martial arts.

Aoba and Yueying looked at each other, then Aoba nodded to her, at this juncture, there is no need for them to hide anymore.

Zhui Ming immediately stepped forward, grabbed Yue Ying's wrist, and peeled off his sleeve, and then he saw a tattoo in the shape of a half moon.

"One of the four guardians of the Sanssouci Palace! Who is Zong Zhengyi?" Sensitive, he immediately raised this crucial question.

"Our master." Qingye and Yueying said in unison.

Hearing that Lanfeng couldn't help but widen his eyes in horror, Yueying is one of the four guardians of Sanssouci Palace, and Qingye must be the same, their master...the Palace Master of Sanssouci Palace——

Zong Zhengyi? !

"Guye, how could he be...?" Before Lan Feng could say anything, Qing Ye covered her mouth.

Then Lan Feng immediately understood what he meant. Even though it is a place where no one is present, for some people with magic arts, they cannot get close in a short distance, but they may still exist within the range of hearing the sound. .If Lan Feng's voice was louder, they would most likely be heard by them.

"The four guardians of Sansou Palace, moon, fire, wind, and thunder." Zhui Ming said in a low voice, no wonder he realized that Zong Zhengyi was not so simple early in the morning, maybe his appearance was too good to hide, he It can be considered that he has been by his side all the time, but he did not expect that he has peerless martial arts, and there is no trace of it on the outside.

"Fire." Aoba said one word indifferently.

"Where are the wind and thunder?" Zhui Ming continued to ask.

"They are doing other things for the young master." Yueying replied indifferently, but she still couldn't calm down her heart.

In fact, they are very confident in Zong Zhengyi's skills, but when they were injured and his wife was by their side, they fell from such a high place into the rapids full of rocks, not because they wanted nothing to happen It's fine.

After searching for so many days, there is still nothing. Even the two guardians of the Sanssouci Palace cannot continue to calm down.

In any case, they must find the master as soon as possible, the longer the delay, the more dangerous the situation will be.

(End of this chapter)