Chapter 81

The sixth aunt suddenly realized, "ha? Uh... Yang Yiyi? No wonder some faces are familiar... "

Gong Yueyue insisted: "I say you, don't get close to me. Although I broke up with him, he is still the person I care about most in the world. Although his EQ is low, he attaches great importance to emotion! If you want to deceive him and fool him, ask me first. " When she said this, her eyes were red with anger.

"Madam, she seems to have misunderstood..." Han Chenglie, who was silent at the same time, finally couldn't help opening his mouth.

"What? He called you a lady! You have a husband and go out to fool around? What do you think of Zhao Changyuan? I really wanted to... "I really wanted to slap her to death, but Gong Yueyue held back. She just stared at the two men and women in front of her angrily. She knew that once Zhao Changyuan became emotional, she would fall into a deep depression. How will he face such absurd betrayal and deception? The brain filled his expression of pain and despair, and Gong Yueyue's lacrimal glands became unbearable.

The sixth aunt couldn't laugh or cry: "I treat him as a nephew! I'm her sixth aunt. What else can I treat him as? " The look of the girl in front of her has made her unable to bear to quarrel again.

Gong Yueyue was surprised and thought he had heard wrong: "six... Six what?"

"Sixth aunt, my niece and daughter-in-law, you should call me sixth aunt... And this is your sixth uncle." The sixth aunt and Han Chenglie looked at each other and smiled, but Gong Yueyue opposite was numb from head to foot.

"Six aunts? You're not him... "The scenes that broke her heart in the street that day jumped in front of her. Now, she can't bear it in another way, that is, the shame and regret that came from the overwhelming trend.

The sixth aunt asked her carefully, "is there any misunderstanding between you? Before he left, he cried in front of me and said, "you have another man..."

At this time, she began to choke: "I... I..."

The sixth aunt was worried: "do you have it?"

"No." She answered with a sob.

The sixth aunt put down her heart: "then you have a conscience. My nephew loves you so much. If you're sorry for him, you're really an asshole. " Now seeing her so nervous, Zhao Changyuan must also have deep feelings for him.

"I'm really an asshole..." she covered her face and sank slowly. Finally, she knelt down on the ground and sobbed silently.

That morning, despite his past grievances, he sent her a affectionate hug from afar in exchange for her heartless ridicule

Finally, how many grievances and bitterness did his divorce carry? Damn her! How can you have the face to scold others here? It turned out that the person who was most sorry for him was himself!

The sixth aunt squatted down and helped Gong Yueyue up. Seeing her tears, she inevitably couldn't bear it. But thinking of her nephew being bullied pitifully by her, she felt that she really deserved something. She couldn't help teasing her and pretended to wipe her nonexistent tears with a handkerchief: "you don't know how sad and dejected our family was when zhao'er left. You forgot to take the knife, or I asked Tian Hai to send it. Alas, the sword is blind on the battlefield. He's so confused. I'm really worried about him. "

Gong Yueyue opened his red and swollen eyes and looked frightened and worried: "no, I'm going to find him."

"Ah, ah, what's inside? Forget it. If you go, he has to take care of you. Let's not make trouble for him. " The sixth aunt was startled by the way she said she was going to leave and quickly pulled her. This little girl's courage is really extraordinary. She is worthy of being a new woman in the 21st century.

Thinking of this, the sixth aunt hesitated to tell her her her origin. It can be seen that she was in a trance. It seemed that it was not the time to talk about it, so while wiping her tears, she gently advised: "you, don't worry about losing and disturbing him. You'd better think about how to save his heart when he comes back. His anger at you this time is no small matter. "

"You're right. He doesn't necessarily want to see me now... I'm really a brain cripple!"

Gong Yueyue's hysterical scolding made her six aunts feel hot, "brain disabled". She hasn't heard such familiar words for a long time.

The sixth aunt didn't want to let go of her hard won companion. She asked her for her address at the time of parting, and decided to come to her door and have a separate interview when she was free.

When seeing Liu Yi leave slowly with Han Chenglie in her arms, Gong Yueyue found that her legs and feet were injured. When I taunted Zhao Changyuan that day, I recalled my sharp words. She closed her eyes, frowned painfully and muttered to herself, "Gong Yueyue, Gong Yueyue, do you know how annoying you are?"

What I saw in front of me was the white face reflected by the dim candle light. Zhao Changyuan was indeed a young and beautiful general. The messenger moved slightly in his heart and walked to the man sitting at the desk without hesitation. He was wearing a white background, silver thread, fur collar robe, green silk hair belt hanging down his waist, and was as charming as a demon.

When he came near, Zhao Changyuan raised his eyes. His eyes were clear and clean. He could even use the word "simplicity"“ Come on, I'm listening. " In a word, people can't hear any emotion, but with unquestionable spirit.

The messenger glanced at the bodyguards on both sides and didn't speak.

Zhao Changyuan frowned slightly and wondered what tricks Li Hu was playing. After hesitating for a while, he still retreated, leaving only himself in a face-to-face stalemate with the messenger.

The messenger took off his cloak and hat, spread his hair rope, and a head of green silk floated down. It turned out to be a woman.

Zhao Changyuan was surprised. It was the first time he encountered such a situation. He was a little embarrassed for a time.

In the woman's eyes, she mistakenly thought that the other party was half fascinated by her beautiful appearance.

In fact, she is indeed a rare beauty. A pair of smiling peach eyes and an affectionate cherry lip are even more charming in the dark light. She has full confidence and confidence. No man can not be shocked when he sees her face. As a dancer of General Li Hu, she is duty bound to help her man solve the problem of burning eyebrows. When she walked into Zhao Changyuan's camp and saw him at first sight, she became more determined and tried her best to push him down. He turned out to be a man that people liked.

Just as her heart surged and couldn't help herself, the other party's surprised face suddenly faded, lowered her head again, looked at a rice paper on the table, and lightly repeated it once: "say it, I'm listening."

Her heart was cold and her frustration hit her head. Perhaps the candle in the tent was too dark for him to see her clearly.

Giving herself an encouragement, she boldly approached him a few steps until she saw the crooked square characters on the rice paper spread on his desk.

She moved her eyes upward and thought she would meet his eyes... After waiting for a long time, he always hung his head, looked at the words on the table and thought over and over again.

"General..." she couldn't stand such an embarrassing and depressing atmosphere, and couldn't help crying out.

"I don't want to say it again for the fourth time. If I have anything to say, I'll go out without anything." His voice grew impatient and his anger grew. Who does Li Hu think of Zhao Changyuan? The Zhao family men are all indomitable and clean all their lives. How can these pickled villains design blasphemy!

When she saw the potential, she knew it was bad. The man didn't seem to be dazed and retarded for beauty, as they rumored. But she has come to this point, and when she turns back, she falls short of success. It's better to give it a try again.

Reaching out to open the knot at the neckline, the black cloak slipped gently from her. When he threw himself on the ground, a gust of wind blew Zhao Changyuan's wife's love letter a foot high. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold it down.

When he raised his head to look at her again, a layer of anger was already steaming on his face. At this time, there was only a thin, almost transparent garment left over her.

"Someone!" He gave a big drink without hesitation.

Frightened, she quickly squatted down and picked up her cloak and put it on her body.

Several private soldiers came in and listened to orders.

"Get her out of here." He said to the private soldiers lightly, and under her shameful gaze, he added: "send orders and attack the city immediately."

It is said that Zhao Changyuan's wife is a fox. It seems that he was bowed and cursed... When the woman was taken out of the camp, she couldn't help finding a good excuse for her failure.

In fact, she was completely wrong. The "fox spirit" who cursed General Zhao from childhood was not his wife, but his great father and even more great grandfather.

The siege was fought very quickly and smoothly.

The rebels who had lost a master general and had been besieged for several days had already collapsed and lost their fighting spirit. Zhao Jiajun has just been granted a reward, and his morale is booming. General Zhao Changyuan personally led a small group of elite troops to enter from the city wall. When most of the troops on both sides were stuck at the city gate, he had tied Li Hu firmly with Li Jiajun's flag and hung him upside down from the city wall.

In the scream of Li Hu, the gate opened wide, ending the nightmare of the army and people of Jingzhao mansion.

After settling down in the city, Zhao Jiajun returned to his bed again. Zhao Changyuan took off his shoulder armor and applied the powder to the bleeding wound on his shoulder, which was hurt by the enemy's feather arrow when he attacked the city just now.

The pain of the wound was tolerable, but at the moment, it happened to think of Gong Yueyue's sweet and soft voice, which told him with shame: "take care of yourself and don't get hurt again. You are mine. " His bitter mouth twitched slightly. He really wanted to know if she would still love him as before if she were around?

He gritted his teeth to deal with the wound, took off his robe, took off his bloody clothes, and fell powerless on the bed. The cries of killing, crashing and wailing lingered in his mind for a long time before they gradually dissipated. It is the same sentence that always stubbornly refuses to disappear: "take care of yourself and don't get hurt again. You are mine. "* His body gradually felt the coolness in the air. He grabbed it and covered himself with a blanket.

Gradually into his sleep, the face intertwined with his love and hate appeared in his dream again, hugged and kissed his face with her evil smile, and turned away from him step by step. He chased after him with difficulty and kept reaching out to catch it, but he could only catch a nothingness.

"Yue Yue..."