The most greedy time-travel in history: the history of a fortune-loving little woman

Chapter 178 Unexpected ([-])

Tang Shanshan saw a person who surprised him.

How could he be here?

Pushing away the Han officers and soldiers and grassland soldiers blocking the road, Tang Shanshan ran forward excitedly.

The sky is blue, the grass is green, the fragrance of flowers, and the wind brings a light and light smell, which is very pleasant. Tang Shanshan is full of surprises, and she really did not expect to see him in the grassland.

Missing is like the bitterest Coptidis, which always makes her reluctant to remember; Missing is like the sweetest candy, which always makes her unable to forget; Missing is more like air, silent, but cannot leave for a moment, even if it is like Coptis The same bitterness, but after the bitterness, it is as sweet as honey.

Qi Zihan, you are a villain. You have not heard from me for a year, but you suddenly appeared in front of me, making people wonder what to do.

I have always thought that the endless grassland is the most beautiful scenery, but now I resent why it is so far away in such a big place.

Run faster, run faster, Tang Shanshan lifted the skirt, always felt that the skirt was in the way, so she lifted it, and wanted to run faster, but in fact, it was just because of joy and surprise, so she didn't know where to put her hands. Clutching the skirt, it seemed that the scene in front of her was real.

"Hey, Qi Zihan, why are you here? When did you come?" Tang Shanshan threw herself into Qi Zihan's arms in surprise, smelling the familiar warm smell and feeling the familiar heartbeat, Tang Shanshan almost yelled out these few words full of emotion. With joyful words.

Before Qi Zihan could respond, Tang Shanshan let out a low "hum", clenched her hands into fists, knocked Qi Zihan a few times, and asked, "Bad Qi Zihan, why didn't you write to me?"

He completely forgot that he was the one who ran away from the capital secretly without saying a word, just because he was too happy.

Zhuotu frowned, watching the most beautiful and purest snow lotus flower in his heart thrown into the arms of others, his expressionless face like a piece of wood, now as cold as the ice and snow on the high snow mountain in the prairie Is this the Qi Zihan that Shanshan dreamed of that time? Zhuo Tu snorted coldly. His snow lotus should naturally bloom on the grassland instead of being locked in a big courtyard.

Zhuotu raised his head and glanced at the person opposite him again.

The person in the white brocade robe smiled and said, "This beautiful and lovely girl, do I know you?"

Smile, be gentle.

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An elder passed away a few days ago, so we are all at his house.

I've joined V, Khan, I hope I can buy a notebook during the Chinese New Year, and end my recent career of typing on mobile phones...

(End of this chapter)