The Second Master of the Red Chamber

Chapter 369 I will help you get fame and fame.

On the second day, after Princess Zhaoyang woke up, she was still lying on the couch and refused to get up.

The comfort after a good night's sleep, as well as the sweet dreams that can still be vaguely remembered, are all memorable things.

It wasn't until the door was gently pushed open that she stretched out her head to look.

It was the female guard next to Jia Lian. She glanced at herself, neither said nor greeted, but silently put the pastry and hot goat milk in her hand on the wooden table next to her.

Princess Zhaoyang inspected this woman for a while, and she didn't mind because the other party didn't please her. Instead, she felt that this woman had a very good personality, neither flattering nor coquettish, and possessed martial arts skills. Being by Jia Lian's side made her feel at ease and at ease.

Feeling hungry again, I want to get up and have a meal.

As soon as Naifang stood up, she couldn't help frowning.

Her abnormal reaction also made the woman next to her subconsciously take a look.

The scene fell silent, although neither side spoke, but for some reason, the two intelligent women could sense each other's thoughts from each other's subtle reactions...

After all, Princess Zhaoyang has lived in the world for a long time and has a strong mentality. She also knows that although Aqi is called a guard, she is no different from a maid. When Jia Lian needs it, she must bear the responsibility of bearing the rain and dew.

It can be said that they are all Jia Lian's women.

Therefore, the embarrassing state of mind was tightly maintained for a short moment, and Princess Zhaoyang calmed down, and said softly, "Can you bring some for me?"

"Yes."

Aqi naturally didn't mean to laugh at Princess Zhaoyang, after all, she knew that she would have this day sooner or later.

Hearing Princess Zhaoyang's words, he raised his hand and moved the small table to the front of the couch.

Princess Zhaoyang glanced at the food on the table, although it couldn't compare with the food she had eaten before, it was still exquisite.It can be seen that it is made with care, very fresh, and can arouse people's appetite.

It seemed that her golden hairpin was really useful, allowing the farm family to treat them as honored guests.

Picking up a piece of pastry and taking a bite, Princess Zhaoyang asked, "What time is it?"

"Nearly noon."

"..."

She thought it was morning.

After a silent sip of milk, Princess Zhaoyang asked again: "Your name is Aqi?"

Seeing Aqi nodded, Princess Zhaoyang laughed, "You are the most unique woman I have ever seen, I like you very much.

This time, you and your sister have been kind to me for saving my life. After we go back, no matter what requests you and your sister have, I will try my best to satisfy you. "

Aki just shook her head when she heard the words.

She and her younger sister don't seek fame, fortune and wealth, so naturally they don't need to pay too much attention to Princess Zhaoyang's words.

Princess Zhaoyang smiled and asked, "Where is your general?"

"Second Master is practicing sword."

Are you practicing sword again... Princess Zhaoyang thought to herself, Jia Lian, who is young and crowned, does not know where the perseverance comes from, so insisting on martial arts.Along the way, even she bumped into Jia Lian practicing martial arts more than once.

According to the theory, prosperity governs literature.

With Jia Lian's current status, even if he is not greedy for pleasure, he does not need to use force to gain fame.

It is obviously a brighter choice if you want to forge ahead, learn literature and Taoism, and assist Ming Jun to rule the world in the future.Why does he seem to disdain Wen Dao, but is keen on practicing martial arts, enjoying the hard work that ordinary people can't enjoy.

With a hint of doubt, Princess Zhaoyang ate breakfast, washed up briefly, and then came out of the room, slowly looking for Jia Lian's trace.

The farmhouse is simple and the layout is not complicated. Princess Zhaoyang can easily see Jia Lian who is sweating profusely under the attic.

He didn't know how long he had practiced like this, but he had obviously entered a good state, and he turned a blind eye to foreign things.

The figure was thundering, and the sword glowed coldly.

Princess Zhaoyang couldn't help but look away.

For some reason, looking at Jia Lian, who was wearing a bearded gown with a vigorous figure, Princess Zhaoyang seemed to hear the poem:
Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Goushuang Xueming.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse!Rushing like a shooting star.

Jia Lian's war horse also happened to be a white-maned horse.

In a daze, Princess Zhaoyang seemed to understand why she was so infatuated with the man in front of her.

With a casual smile, she walked down the wooden corridor and came to Jia Lian.

After Jia Lian put away his sword, Fang rolled up his sleeves and raised his head to wipe Jia Lian's sweat.

She clearly loves Jie, facing the scorching air waves emanating from her sweetheart, mixed with the smell of sweat, instead of feeling uncomfortable, she involuntarily moves her body closer.

Looking back, seeing Jia Lian staring down at her, she blinked, then burst out laughing, and then pointed to the attic behind her.

Jia Lian looked around, but there were a pair of little girls from a farmer's family in the attic, poking their heads slightly.Noticing their gazes, he quickly shrank away.

Princess Zhaoyang jokingly said: "Erlang's beauty is truly unparalleled in the world. Fortunately, he was born as a man. If he were a woman, I don't know how many men in the world he would have dumped."

"Fortunately, he was born as a man, otherwise, wouldn't we want to watch our beautiful and honorable princess fall into the arms of other men?"

With a blank look at Jia Lian, Princess Zhaoyang was trying to coquettishly yell at Jia Lian, but she just said it nicely, and she didn't just ignore her before.

Feeling that it might spoil the scenery, he didn't resort to it. He just raised the other sleeve and wiped the second wave of sweat from Jia Lian's forehead.

"Why does Erlang practice martial arts so hard?

Don't you know that swordsmen have no eyes, even the best swordsman will inevitably miss sometimes.

As Erlang, even if he leads the army and makes great achievements, it is enough to live among the tents.

This time, Qingran dragged Erlang down, but from now on, Qingran does not hope that Erlang will fall into such a dangerous situation for the second time. "

Before being accepted by Jia Lian, Princess Zhaoyang was not afraid of danger, and she was not even afraid of dragging Jia Lian into danger.

Because of that, there may be more opportunities to have more intersections with Jia Lian.

The facts were as she expected, if she hadn't insisted that Jia Lian send her to marry her, the fate between her and Jia Lian would be cut off completely the moment she left the capital.

If she hadn't insisted on luring the enemy herself, how could Jia Lian come to rescue her alone, and thus fall into siege and wander around with her?
Without these, there would be no concubine love for today's man!
Although she knew that even now, Jia Lian might still have some concerns about accepting her, but to her, this is a satisfaction that cannot be measured by benefits.

She succeeded.

Jia Lian accepted her and brought her the beauty of love.

Now that her position has changed, she naturally doesn't want Jia Lian to be in danger again.

Jia Lian understood that Princess Zhaoyang was afraid of his bravery, so he explained: "Even if he lives in the tent, a general who is courageous, powerful, and will not be dragged down by his soldiers at any time is better than a weak scholar. It will convince the soldiers even more."

Although Jia Lian didn't explain too much, Princess Zhaoyang understood Jia Lian's will only from Jia Lian's voice.

That is, a firm, relentless way to be a general and a commander.

Princess Zhaoyang couldn't help asking: "Could it be that it's really so important to Erlang to establish a career comparable to that of his ancestors, than, is everything more important..."

Looking at Princess Zhaoyang who was frowning slightly and didn't know what she was thinking, Jia Lian smiled and patted her head, and said frankly: "If you don't have great fame, how can you deserve to enjoy this eternal blessing."

Princess Zhaoyang was stunned.

The blessing of a thousand years, is she talking about?

In an instant, a feeling of being absolutely valued and steadfast came to my heart, which made Princess Zhaoyang, a woman with extraordinary intelligence, couldn't help being a little infatuated.

Yes, although she doesn't care about following Jia Lian without a name, but the power of the world is enough to destroy all the perseverance of the two.

Only when Jia Lian becomes an existence above tens of thousands of people under one person and possesses supreme power, this kind of power from the world will be balanced, worn down, and even destroyed.

Thinking about this point clearly, she was not used to being touched by Jia Lian, she lowered her head obediently, but suddenly raised it again, and said seriously: "Great fame, Qingran helped Erlang come to get it!"

In Princess Zhaoyang's eyes, a look of absolute firmness flashed across.

Seeing such a serious woman, even Jia Lian couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.

He pulled Princess Zhaoyang's head closer, and said with a smile: "Can Qing Ran be disgusted?"

Facing Jia Lian's gaze, Princess Zhaoyang understood almost instantly that Jia Lian was asking her if she disliked his smell.

She didn't speak, but raised her hands on Jia Lian's waist, wrapped them around Jia Lian's neck, lowered Jia Lian's head, and kissed him passionately...

A pair of wanton and unrestrained lovers didn't know how to restrain themselves, and they didn't know how strong visual impact and unforgettable enlightenment memory they brought to the pair of barbarian girls above the pavilion.

(End of this chapter)