Chapter 287
General is ferocious: arrogant lady, don't escape
Gong Yueyue rolled up his sleeves and tried to beat him: "you don't feel comfortable with me all day, do you?" Having said that, there was an unspeakable warmth in her heart. In the 21st century, she also had several cousins, one of whom was as unruly as a young villain. She never spoke right. She always liked which pot did not open and which pot provoked her anger... However, she was the closest of several cousins.
Half an hour later, the campfire had all been extinguished. Most people have entered their dreams and enjoy this hard won dormancy.
Lu Ranqing's mind was heavy and she couldn't sleep anyway. Under the stars, the whole sky was silent. It seemed that no one could show her the right way.
There was a rustling sound of footsteps behind her. She suddenly turned back, but she couldn't breathe for a long timeâ It's you... "It should be a dream. She's already used to it. It will not take long for this illusory person to disappear without a trace.
But this time, the illusion remained for a long time. For a long time, she began to expect that all this was trueâ What are you doing here? " She asked tentatively.
Zhao Xiong's tone was still plain, but he was slightly dissatisfiedâ How can you hide such a big thing from me? " However, his dissatisfaction was not directed at Lu Ranqing, but at his two out of tune children.
His indifferent attitude completely pulled Lu Ranqing into reality and immediately said coldly: "so what? This is my business. It has nothing to do with you! "
Zhao Xiong raised his eyebrows: "my son and daughter-in-law are here. How can it have nothing to do with me?"
Of course she won't be foolish enough to think he's here to worry about herselfâ Take them away. You don't need the people of the Central Plains to intervene here. "
"That's why I'm here." He said. The purpose of his following this time is to drag the two smelly children home. Even if he can't fight, he will have to copy the family instruction a thousand times!
Lu Ranqing turned her face to one side and stopped looking at him: "they are by the campfire. Please help yourself."
Zhao Xiong walked away a few steps, but stopped again and asked, "in fact, why are you so persistent?"
Lu Ranqing was a little angry, but she still responded excitedly: "Zhao Xiong, don't look too high at yourself. I've put you down. "
He reluctantly turned his mouth and explained, "I mean, why do you have to stick to this dead thing? If the tower falls down, it can be rebuilt, and people can't come back to life after death. Don't you understand this truth? "
Zhao Xiong turned his head. His face was as cold as moonlight. His eyes flowed on her face, but it was still out of reach. After a moment of looking at each other, he frowned slightly and said calmly, "do you think it's filial piety to take all the believers to be buried here and finally be trampled on by the Liao army together with the bones of their ancestors?"
She involuntarily approached him a few stepsâ But... It's better than leaving them alone... "
After hearing this, Zhao Xiong raised his eyebrows and turned his face to one side. His thoughts seemed to float out of the desert: "my grandfather said a word to my father, and then my father passed it on to me, and I warned zhao'er. If one day my father dies in battle, don't always think about how to collect the body, but live with my father's teaching and backbone. This is the best filial piety. "
"But what about the believers? What if they refuse? "
He refocused his eyes on her thin figure, with a smile, and sighed if there was nothingâ The so-called leader is not only driven by force and financial resources, but also by thought and spirit. The former can only make people yield, and the latter can make people obey. I think you know better than I do whether your followers give in to you or sincerely obey you. "
The voice fell to the ground, and it could be seen from her expression that she had completely listened to it. He nodded his head and made a farewell gesture, and then he wanted to walk away.
Lu Ranqing followed closely and rushed forward to stop in front of him, with a charming halo in his eyes: "if! If I were not a Mingjiao person, if I were just a woman from an ordinary family... Would you marry me? "
She felt her whole body trembling, and the wind and sand seemed to freeze in front of her eyes with time. Perhaps all she wants is a comfortable answer. Maybe
His face was covered with a thin layer of cold frost from beginning to end. It's like a barrier that separates them in two worlds, and it's like a thick gloom from their hearts. In short, people can't figure it out. After a long silence, he opened his lips and said, "Cao Rui is a good man. Don't let him down."
The whole scene under this month was clearly seen by Gong Yueyue, who had been ambushed behind a tent in the dark. Until the heroine left sadly, as soon as the hero approached, she jumped out from behind the tent and scared him to almost draw a knife at each other. Fortunately, she saw her face in timeâ Wow, Xianggong, you are so handsome! I didn't expect you to be more handsome than yourself! "
"I..." his whole body was completely frozen, and the expression on his face was quite stunned.
"Cao Rui is a good man. Don't let him down. It can't be colder! Don't say aunt Qing, even my heart is pounding! God! Male god father! " She danced to express her surprise and admiration. She didn't give the other party a chance to interrupt. Finally, she simply extended her claws to his face and grabbed a pinch of his beard with a fast, cruel and accurate wayâ Take off your beard and kiss me! "
"Hiss..." he probably didn't expect that she really came up and tore her beard. She cried out in pain and dodged away.
She pouted and regretfully muttered, "it seems that it's too tight. I'll be light..."
As soon as the voice fell, her eyes inadvertently glanced at a tall and broad figure not far behind him, walking towards Lu Ranqing's tent. The clothes are different, but the faces are surprisingly similar... "Hey? Mr. Xiang, you are here. Who is the man in front? " She pointed at the man and asked foolishly.
The man in front of him sighed heavily, held his forehead and said helplessly, "that should be my son, your husband."
She was stunned at first. All the expressions on her face and all the cells on her body seemed to freeze for a moment. Then, his eyes suddenly turned into cockfighting eyes: "strange, why is his head a little dizzy?" Then he staggered back and collapsed.
Zhao Xiong didn't say a word. He held his arm and appreciated her poor acting. Thought: dress, then dress.
Gong Yueyue fell to the ground, and there were bursts of tragic cries in his heart: God! Gong Yueyue, you are impatient! The tiger plucks his hair from his mouth, and the old man dares to pull his beard!
In an instant, the curtain in front of him was opened from inside. Lu Ranqing's beautiful face appeared in front of him with mottled wet tearsâ What are you doing? " On her sad face, there was no shock or joy expected by Zhao Changyuan. But surprise, anger, impatience
"I... heard something happened here, so I came to see if I could help." His brewing aura suddenly collapsed at this unexpected start.
The complex emotion on her face gradually calmed down and replaced it with a wooden faceâ You see it now. What's your opinion? "
He said bluntly, "why don't you listen to zhao'er and withdraw to the pass." Although the words were smooth, he always felt that the atmosphere, the process and the plot trend were very wrong
Before he could think more, she sneered, then asked expressionless, "why? Isn't it good to fight the Liao people to death in front of their ancestors? Anyway, people will die in the end. You don't want me long ago. What strength do I have to live? "
The words were light and gentle, without cadence and emotional ups and downs, but Zhao Changyuan felt numb and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
She took advantage of his words, pursed the corners of her mouth, with a smile of evil charm, and threw out a sentence: "unless you promise me to take me into the house, I'm not afraid to be small for you. I don't even care if I don't have a reputation. I'll follow you all my life."
Even in the cold desert, Zhao Changyuan felt a fire burning from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head. Looking at her straight, he shook his head for a long time and said in disbelief, "how can you say such absurd words? My father already has my mother, and you also have my master. Why bother all the time? What's wrong with my master? Why aren't you satisfied with him? It's selfish, you know? " The latter half of the sentence seemed similar to himself... But he didn't know that he had revealed his great feet.
Lu Ranqing bit her teeth, glanced aside and said coldly, "then ignore me and let me die here."
He preached to her in righteous words: "even if you die here, it's not yours, it's not yours after all. It's of no use except to make the people who care about you sad. The person you like will only think you are stupid and unworthy of love. " Speaking of excitement, half of his beard was blown off
"I thought you didn't want to leave for the remains of your ancestors and for dignity and reputation. I misunderstood. Whatever you want. " Then he glued back the half wisp of beard hanging on his lips, turned and left
At this moment, Lu Ranqing couldn't help but kick him gentlyâ Smelly boy, thanks to your imagination, you dare to play with me! "
When he looked back in surprise, the original gloom on her face had dissipated and squatted on the ground laughing. He suddenly realized that the person who had been deceived was himself.
Lu Ranqing finally stopped laughing and pulled off the awkward beard on his face. Finally, I said seriously, "I'm too tired. I'll have a good rest and consider your proposal. Just settle down and do what you should do. I won't come to your house and compete with your mother. "
"Aunt Qing, how did you recognize it?" He asked suspiciously.
"If you don't go, I'll beat someone..." she felt that if she continued laughing, she would lose sleep tonight and quickly drove the silly boy out of her sight.