Three Kingdoms, at the beginning of the game, recognize the thief as the father, hit the spectacle,

……

"You are so hypocritical."

Seeming to be a little dissatisfied with the twisted posture shown by the other party, Ye'er embraced Zhang Yan's body again, and at the same time found a comfortable position to pillow on his arm.

"?"

The unexpected answer made Zhang Yan unable to react for a while, and then he heard a soft voice coming from his chest.

"As for the question Master asked just now, my answer is of course—yes."

"Even if someone else is kinder than you, Master, and treats us more gently, even if this person is perfect in everything - my attitude towards Master will still not change."

The girl's hands gently caressed Zhang Yan's back as if comforting, comforting the restless mood of the other party.

"Could it be that just because of a better 'possibility', the master intends to completely negate everything he has done?"

Ye'er suddenly raised her head and stared into Zhang Yan's eyes.

"Obviously showing confidence in so many important matters, even the master who is a little bit strong seems to feel inferior sometimes."

After all, Ye'er didn't intend to listen to Zhang Yan's nonsense anymore.The seemingly irrelevant answer made Zhang Yan's eyes brighter in the dark night.

"Stop being so indecisive, at least emotionally—"

Accompanied by Ye'er's soft murmur, Zhang Yan seemed to have figured out something, his hands naturally stretched forward, and slowly hugged the opponent's body.A sense of peace that he had never felt before emerged from the bottom of his heart.

It was a familiar smell, a familiar temperature, and a familiar feeling.

"Go to sleep."

Zhang Yan's arm was stronger, as if he wanted to grab something, but also seemed to be protecting something.

Chapter 1 Memories of Ying Qiao

In mid-April, Wancheng.

The morning sun shines on the streets of Wancheng, and merchants in twos and threes carrying their goods are running around selling their goods along the streets and alleys.

Compared with the cold and cold spring in the north, Wancheng, which is located in the core area of ​​Jiangdong, can be said to be enjoying smooth weather and the fragrance of birds and flowers.

People without the biting cold wind are uneasy, and many old people who are less sleepy have already woken up early and quietly went out to the streets.Some wandered around with their children to pass the time, while others simply sat in front of their homes basking in the sun, feeling the warmth of spring.

In a magnificent house on the main road, a few orioles were jumping and singing on the spreading branches in the corner.

"Sister Ying'er, then you and I will bid farewell."

A clear and clear male voice sounded from the side door of the courtyard. At first glance, one could only think that the other party must be a gentle and elegant nobleman, but after careful consideration, one would find a trace of youthfulness hidden in his voice.

Just like the handsome face of a young man, he is obviously immature but pretends to be mature. Maybe he can leave a young and mature handsome image in front of strangers, but in front of acquaintances, he is not only full of loopholes, but also makes people feel a little A strange sense of dissonance.

This is probably a common problem of all young men aged [-] or [-]. Could it be that as they grow older and have rich experience, they can gradually get rid of it.Before that, pretending to be mature has always been a sad barrier that boys cannot overcome in front of the opposite sex of the same age.

This matter has nothing to do with precocity, wit or intelligence, or stability of character.

Before this pathetic barrier is completely crossed, its thickness is always only positively related to the appearance and temperament of the opposite sex in front of the boys.

Obviously, even though the boy's appearance and style can be regarded as outstanding among his peers, and even among all the men of this era, when he faced the girl in front of him, he still inevitably fell into that pitiful state. outside the barrier.

Outside the courtyard gate, the handsome young man first saluted the girl in front of him, then waved his sleeves, and waved to the servants around the girl, his expression was not as kind as before, but a bit aggressive.

"Yu will bid farewell today. I really don't know when and what month I will see you again. I also hope to tell Mr. Qiao to take care of your health. I will definitely come to visit Mr. Qiao again when Yu returns from his achievements!"

Turning around and getting on the horse, Zhou Yu didn't care about the angry and repulsive eyes of the servants, and rode the horse galloping towards the distant city gate.

"Humph!"

An insignificant hum was blown away by the strong wind on the horse's back, but it was still clearly heard by the girl in front of the door.

……

Qiao Ying doesn't remember when Zhou Yu became what she is now.

Lianbu lightly moved back to the courtyard. The girl with cardamom looked at a winding pine tree in the courtyard. Her eyes seemed to be fixed on the top of the branch, but she didn't seem to be looking at anything.

Memories flooded my mind little by little.

……

She still remembers that the first time the two met was after a heavy rain in Qingming.

That was when Qiao Ying was just eight years old.

At that time, Zhou Yu, along with his father Zhou Yi, returned to Lujiang to worship his ancestors for the first time, and the Zhou family hosted a banquet for all the famous families in Lujiang.Although the Qiao family in Wancheng where Qiao Ying lived was not a top-notch family in Lujiang, her father, Qiao Xuan, was well-known in Jiangdong, so she also received the invitation.

At that grand banquet, Qiao Ying met Zhou Yu, who was only 12 years old, for the first time.

Qiao Ying only remembers that at that time, she was fascinated by the other party's handsome appearance, but also by the other party's rich knowledge.Therefore, at the banquet, he has been hiding behind his father and staring at the other party. Naturally, this behavior was discovered by the other party's father, Luoyang Ling Zhou Yi, who returned home with Zhou Yu.

"This is……"

"The beauty of a man and a woman..."

"If not..."

……

Qiao Ying can't remember the conversation at that time, but she vaguely remembers that she proposed a marriage contract to Xiang Qiaoxuan at that time.And although Qiao Xuan was very satisfied with the position of the Zhou family and the detached status of the third lord, he vaguely felt that the two of them were still too young at that time, and if they made a decision too early, it was inevitable that there would be differences in the future.

After thinking about it, he still rejected Qiaoying on the grounds that she was too young.

I heard from my sister that when I was only eight years old, I had a lot of temper tantrums with my father.

As if thinking of something interesting, Qiao Ying suddenly smiled slightly.

……

What happened afterward was just like those written in the stories praising youth.

Zhou Yu suddenly moved back to his hometown in Shu County, Lujiang, and Qiao Ying, who already had a crush on him, naturally came to his side every now and then.The two grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and gradually became acquainted with each other.

After that... the rest of the story is life.

Qiao Ying looked back from afar and landed on the branches of the pine trees in the courtyard.

As he grew older, Zhou Yu's reputation began to grow.Whether it's his handsome appearance or his intelligent talent, he has become an existence that is highly respected by the people of Lujiang.

The title of "Mei Zhou Lang" almost soared at the same speed as his inner arrogance.

"My husband is busy..."

……

"When a man handles affairs, he meets a confidant..."

……

"You do not understand!"

……

As if remembering Zhou Yu's changes over the years, Qiao Ying frowned slightly, and her expression inevitably became somewhat disappointed.

As Qiao Ying witnessed, Zhou Yu became smarter and more confident, but also became more and more alienated from the people of Lujiang, and from those friends from the past.

Maybe it's just that his inner ambitions can't be shared with Chai, Rice, Oil and Salt, but Qiao Ying always feels that in Zhou Yu like this, only himself is left in his eyes.The hazy fondness in childhood also disappeared as the other party's growing pretentiousness.

The eagle, which was once full of wings, seems to have degenerated into a frog at the bottom of the well after all, unwilling to look out of the well again.

Qiaoying's eyes returned to reality, and she gradually realized that the pine tree in the courtyard was a little crooked, not as tall and handsome as when she planted it with her own hands.

"Why don't you cut it off?"

She thought silently.

……

Just three days ago, Qiao Xuan suddenly notified her that a young man in the capital named him by name and said that he wanted to marry the daughter of the Qiao family in Lujiang.

If in normal times, there were countless people who wanted to marry him, Qiao Ying would naturally refuse without even thinking about it.But looking at her father's cautious eyes that day, Qiaoying suddenly became a little hesitant.

"I don't know which family's son it is?"

Qiaoying once went to ask her sister in private, but got a name she had never heard of.

"I heard that he is the adopted son of Zhongchang servant Zhang Rang... Zhang Yan, the son of Yu who has recently become famous in Luoyang."

Qiao Ying immediately understood the tension in her father's cautious eyes.

Unlike the Zhou family, which was only a third-ranking father, Qiao Xuan had no way to refuse this time because of the identity of the other party—it was either her or her sister, and he could only choose one of the two.

Thinking that her sister had already made a marriage contract with someone else, Qiao Ying, who planned to reject it cleanly, hesitated after all.

Even if the elder sister's marriage contract is far from a happy relationship, but resigning the marriage hastily will undoubtedly deal a heavy blow to Qiao Xuan's reputation.

One is a childhood sweetheart who once had a secret love affair, but now she is extremely disappointed; the other is a dandy in the capital who has traveled thousands of miles to propose marriage, who seems to be full of sincerity but has never met.

On a bad note, there doesn't seem to be much difference between the two, does it?

The most important thing is that the dandy's father is Zhang Rang, the powerful Zhongchang servant. His father didn't tie himself up and send him to Luoyang forcibly at the first time, but came to ask his opinion carefully. It can be said that he loves himself more.

……

"Could the angel wait three days? Daughter wishes to say goodbye to relatives and friends."

At that time, Qiaoying hugged the pillow and thought secretly all night, and finally decided to give Zhou Yu a chance.She intends to hint that Zhou Yu will come to propose marriage, and at the same time her father will definitely refuse under the pressure of Zhang Rang.

At that time, if Zhou Yu is no longer so defiant, he must be able to see the ins and outs of this matter more or less, then he will still be saved.

But if...

"Ying'er, don't worry. Although I failed to meet my uncle's request this time, it's just a matter of fame and fame. I'm just waiting for you..."

Recalling the insolent appearance of the other party pulling her to talk, Qiao Ying's lips moved slightly, but she had nothing to say.

Opening her mouth to call a servant, Qiao Ying just pointed to the crooked pine tree in the courtyard and said:

"Qiao Er, cut down this tree."

After speaking, she walked towards the main house without looking back.

……

"Zhou Lang, self-confidence has always been your most attractive trait to me, but it also makes you only focus on yourself and becomes your biggest weakness."

"You only think that my father deliberately made things difficult for you today, how would you know..."