Chapter 122 The heart is turbulent, the cold moon is silent
It turned out that Yue Hongling didn't want to see Zhao Changhe get into trouble, nor did she want to see how he would pursue him.
What’s so interesting about this?
She seemed to be sitting there without saying a word, but in fact she was quite panicked because she didn't know how to end the situation, and she always felt that Zhao Changhe would be embarrassed if she stopped.
Zhao Changhe's reputation has been mixed since his debut. He is either rebellious or bloodthirsty. He is either dumped or driven away. A dead pig is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, and he is not less than one or two more. But as a friend and a chivalrous woman who valued her reputation very much, Yue Hongling really didn't want to see her friend ruin her reputation casually and without any concern and become a joke for others.
Since the so-called secret love has been turned into an open pursuit in public, then let's pursue it. It is natural to pursue the person of the opposite **** you like. She, Yue Hongling, is so beautiful. She has encountered various overt and covert pursuits during her career in the world. It is not surprising that she has one more person. As long as she is not rejected in public, there is nothing to laugh about.
So "I have no opinion at all".
You won’t really chase me anyway. I don’t know how cowardly you actually are about this kind of thing despite your appearance as a mountain king...
Three years later, he might be on the list of people, and he would become the Cui family's soon-to-be son-in-law. Wouldn't this scandalous talk in the eyes of others end without a problem and everything be over?
Others are making fun of him and want to see how he chases him, but he doesn’t know how. Isn’t that great? How cute.
Finally, he was forced to the strings, and he really attacked...
How can a twenty-year-old young woman, no matter how dashing and masculine she is, not have any imagination about her future husband?
That is to join hands with swords, help each other, and conquer the world together.
Unexpectedly, he reluctantly spoke out after being coaxed, and he directly met his expectations.
Yue Hongling was a little confused for a moment. She didn't know how to respond at all, and her eyes were blank. It wasn't until she noticed that Zhao Changhe's eyes were closed and his face was red that he opened them in shock. Yue Hongling suddenly reacted. She looked around at the people around her. She had forgotten to drink the wine in her hands. They all looked like they were holding their breath and looked stupid. bird.
Yue Hongling suddenly laughed out loud again: "It's good. Maybe it will be possible one day."
Grass?
The whole house was shocked and the wine was about to be spilled.
Zhao Changhe was also shocked and almost stupid.
But Yue Hongling said leisurely: "I am confident that I will be on the list of people in recent years. I guess not many people will doubt it?"
Everyone said: "Miss Yue should be on the list of powerful people now."
Yue Hongling shook his head: "It's just a bit of a grind... The reason why Chili has never really challenged the Renbang Grandmaster is because he feels that there are still some shortcomings. Although he may barely be able to make it, what he wants is a hearty victory and the most dazzling victory." The goal is not to be at the bottom of the list..."
Tang Buqi was stunned: "How do you know?"
Yue Hongling said lightly: "Because I am too."
Tang Buqi: “…”
Wan Dongliu said: "So if I give you another year or two, it won't be a big problem? Hiss... Miss Yue is only twenty this year!"
"The goal I set for myself is two years." Yue Hongling said, her eyes becoming a bit unruly unconsciously - her goal was Xia Longyuan's age, and she was ranked directly before seventy or even higher on the list, instead of Seventy-two people barely squeezed in at the end of the crane.
The hero of the world does not respect the emperor and has no idea of arrogance or arrogance. Instead, he respects Xia Longyuan's martial arts achievements and hopes that he can be similar to him or even surpass him.
Xuan Chong sighed and said: "Two years, twenty-two, what a great ambition. Pindao is already twenty-two this year... Nothing has been accomplished, nothing has been accomplished."
Wan Dongliu glanced at him sideways: "I'm twenty-three, and my ranking is much lower than Brother Dao, so is Brother Dao laughing at me?"
Xuan Chong raised his glass to apologize and said with a smile: "I am a poor man who made a mistake. I don't judge heroes based on their rankings."
"No..." Tang Buqi said curiously: "Weren't we just talking about Miss Yue and Brother Zhao? Why did it suddenly change here?"
Zhao Changhe, who has been pretending to be silent all the time, secretly said to his stinky nephew, "I remember you. I have obviously managed to transfer the embarrassment. Are you looking for trouble?"
Yue Hongling did not feel dissatisfied, and smiled slightly: "This is the topic just now. Although I have said that you don't have to be strong to choose a mate... But if you want to join hands with swords, you can't be too weak than me, otherwise how can we act together? ?”
Everyone nodded: "That's right."
Yue Hongling said: "If I really get on the list in two years..."
Zhao Changhe scratched his head: "Is there a big difference? I think I have been very good for two years, so there shouldn't be much difference..."
Yue Hongling glared at him. What are you doing? Are you serious?
Zhao Changhe coughed dryly and sat down obediently.
Grass?
Zhao Changhe was stupid again.
You've gone around a circle and you're waiting here?
Yue Hongling was expressionless: "So Brother Zhao, please come back and tell me after you think about it." Zhao Changhe: "..."
Is the Shura Field a woman’s gift? You were obviously just looking for an excuse, but you were so precise, as difficult to defend against as her sword.
Looking around, I saw a group of people with expressions on their faces that we would never laugh at if we were professionally trained to do so. Their twitching looks of suppressing laughter were enough to be filmed.
"Pfft..." Tang Buqi finally couldn't hold it back, burst out laughing, and then banged the table and laughed wildly: "Hahahahaha..."
Zhao Changhe glared angrily.
However, the laughter was so contagious that even Wan Dongliu Xuanchong laughed out loud. Zhao Changhe's idea of beating his eldest nephew had to be shelved, and his old face turned the color of a pig's liver from laughter.
Yue Hongling looked at Zhao Changhe's pig liver face and wanted to laugh, but soon thought that it was too bad. She originally wanted to prevent him from becoming a joke, but now what's the point?
Funnyer?
Say no...The implicit meaning seems to be...that she really recognizes that Zhao Changhe can choose her in the future...
Fortunately, these people don't seem to be the kind who can distort and spread rumors. If they were replaced by some unscrupulous ones, tomorrow it would probably be rumored that Yue Hongling and Cui Yuanyang are competing for husband!
Yue Hongling bit her lower lip lightly, her face turned crimson unconsciously, which complemented her red dress. She didn't know whether it was due to alcohol or something else.
…
This banquet was a feast for both the guests and the host, except for one pig's liver.
Actually, apart from having fun, everyone was not in much of a mood to have a banquet. The previous affairs of Chili were all in their hearts, and everyone had their own thoughts. So the entire banquet lasted just like a casual meal, and it came to an end not long after.
But everyone was very satisfied with the meal. The melon was very sweet today.
Leaving Mingyue Tower, the moon is shining brightly in the sky.
Not far ahead is the Twenty-Four Bridge that Zhao Changhe has been looking forward to for a long time. The water under the bridge is leisurely, the heart of the waves is gentle, and the cold moon is silent.
Zhao Changhe and Yue Hongling walked together naturally and strolled onto the bridge. Wan Dongliu and others felt that it was very normal, not even weird, and they went back to deal with matters.
Isn't this just the woman continuing to give opportunities to see what else the man will say? Who can't open their eyes to make a big lantern at this time?
The two of them stood on the bridge, lowered their heads and leaned on the railing, watching the moon in the water swaying slightly with the light of the waves, and the broken shadows shimmering. For a long time, no one made a sound, and each of them was sorting out the chaotic thoughts in their hearts.
After a long time, Yue Hongling was the first to break the silence: "It's just a step."
Zhao Changhe said "hmm" to express his understanding.
Yue Hongling breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly felt much more relaxed. She raised her hand and turned her shoulders, smiling and saying: "Well... your wound medicine is good, and it doesn't affect your movements much now."
Cui Yuanyang's medicine... Zhao Changhe always felt that her words were still in the Shura field.
What kind of bloodthirsty Shura is this, referring to every inch of blood on the Shura field? That's really apt.
Actually, Yue Hongling didn't think about this at the moment. She felt the injury on her shoulder for a while and said in a low voice: "It's late at night. I plan to look for traces of Chili again. For example, the prefect's house. What do you think?"
This is the proper meaning of the title. It is strange that Yue Hongling did not want to kill Chili completely. Without the help of many people to beat him, the only one who could kill Chili was Yue Hongling. Tang Buqi invited him before, who dared to go with that fool? Taking Yue Hongling's injury as a reference, Chili's injury was not serious or even lighter, so why should he commit suicide...
Zhao Changhe thought for a while and hesitated: "This can't be a hard hit, right? What you are planning is an assassination? But my concealment method is not very good..."
So if you want to join hands in the end of the world, you really need to practice a lot. Yue Hongling's request is correct.
Yue Hongling smiled: "You are not that way, there is no need to force it. I usually lurk and explore, but I am always worried that no one will respond when I encounter problems. I often dare not act rashly when I have a good opportunity, and just sit back and let it pass. Now that you are there to support me, I will act You can feel more at ease.”
Zhao Changhe turned to look at her side face.
Yue Hongling did not look at each other and looked down at Leng Yue under the bridge.
Is this an invitation to join hands? have no idea.
Zhao Changhe suddenly said: "It's not too outrageous for you to be afraid of me throwing a knife. I'll find a good bow, which can probably be used for more than just support."
Yue Hongling's head seemed to be tilted a little further, and her voice was as soft as saying to herself: "What kind of things you can do, what does it have to do with me?"
(End of this chapter)