Chapter 162 Chapter 6 It's a Good Life

She slept so deeply that night, as if soaking in warm water. In a trance, she seemed to have returned to the warm dormitory of the Military Intelligence Department, living with Xiaoshi Maoer and the others. It snowed heavily in the morning, and she was too lazy to get up.Xiaoshi stretched out her cold hand and patted her face lightly to wake her up, she frowned and hid under the quilt, the bad girl Maoer threw off her quilt with a loud noise, then stood beside her and laughed, Min Min sat beside the dressing table, making up and calling for breakfast. At that time, the sky was so blue, and they were all so young. The years were as fresh as fish just taken out of the sea, writhing alive and kicking.

The drowsiness finally receded little by little, her face was icy cold, she slowly opened her eyes, and saw him standing in front of her refreshed.There was only one stinky face, frowning and saying: "Do you know what time it is?" For a split second, she almost thought that she was dazzled and her head was not bright enough. She looked at him fixedly and frowned slightly, looking very serious. Her serious appearance immediately made Zhuge Yue swallow the words in his mouth. He turned around and wanted to go elsewhere, but felt his clothes tighten. He lowered his head, and a small green hand quietly grabbed the corner of his clothes, holding her It was so hard that the knuckles were slightly white.

The memory of last night gradually came back, her face flushed suddenly, she let go of her hands and sat up to look outside, she couldn't help being stunned, and asked in surprise: "Why is it dark?" Zhuge Yue looked at her angrily, turned around and lit another candlestick. She is still asking him? After parting last night, he went back to the post house. Because he came here quietly this time, he didn't live in the official post house, but his private house here.After going back, I stayed up all night without sleep until the next morning, but after waiting and looking around, I still didn't see anyone coming to my door.He thought angrily, I will not go to her, to see if she will come to me, but until the sun was in the west, the door was still deserted, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and went to her door alone without any entourage , opened the door and saw her sleeping with her head covered and sound asleep, how could he not be annoyed by a person who tossed and turned all day and night?

Chu Qiao didn't know what he was thinking, she sat up and rubbed her eyes, brushed the broken hair on her forehead, although she looked a little embarrassed, she still said bluntly: "What are you doing here?" As soon as the words fell, the room fell into a brief silence. Chu Qiao knew that she had said something wrong, so she lowered her head and remained silent. It seems that no one knows how to face such a completely different relationship, nor how to respond. The moonlight outside the window was extremely bright, spilling over the ground like mercury, like a layer of clear snow.

"What did you come to Xianyang for?" Zhuge Yue asked suddenly, Chu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, and panicked in her heart. Over the years, there were very few things that made her panic. His, her composure seemed to have disappeared, and her heart seemed to be filled with a restless rabbit. "I..." Chu Qiao coughed calmly, pretending to be calm and said, "I'm here to do something." "Can it be done?" "Bad, almost." "Then when will you leave?" Chu Qiao had no choice but to continue: "Just a day or two." "A day or two? Is that tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?"

Chu Qiao was a little angry, and said in a bad tone: "Tomorrow." "Oh." Zhuge Yue nodded, sat at the table and poured half a cup of cold tea, didn't drink it, just shook it lightly in his hand. Chu Qiao raised her eyebrows and stared at him, asking, "What about you?" "Me? Me what?" "What do you come to Xianyang for? When will you leave?" Zhuge Yue smiled faintly. After not seeing him for two years, he seemed to have trained this little fox to be more cunning. He nodded calmly and said, "I'm here to play, but I won't leave until a little longer."

After all, he stood up and was about to go out, and said as he walked, "Since I'm leaving tomorrow, then I won't bother you, you should have a good rest." "Hey!" Chu Qiao was startled, stood up quickly, and unconsciously called out: "Stop." Zhuge Yue turned around and asked calmly, "Is there anything else?" He must have done it on purpose! Chu Qiao stared at him, her eyes were like two black grapes, after a long time, she lowered her head slightly and said in a very small voice, "Actually, I'm not in a hurry to leave." As if afraid that Zhuge Yue might misunderstand, she hastily added: "Anyway, there is no rush to go back for the time being."

"Oh." Zhuge Yue nodded meaningfully, picked up the robe on the side and handed it to her, with a slight smile on his face: "Come and wash up, today is the Ghost Festival, it's more lively than yesterday." I don't know if it's true, or if her mood has changed, in short, Chu Qiao really feels that today's market is more lively than yesterday. Famous flowers bloom in the wind, beautiful trees are thriving, and the cool breeze on both sides of the lake is full of lush water vapor, which makes people feel refreshed. The jugglers on the street seem to be much more beautiful than yesterday's.On the road, I met a beggar child, Chu Qiao showed mercy and gave ten qianqian to the gold plant, the little beggar was dumbfounded with the money, if ordinary people save some of this money, it would be enough to spend ten years without food and clothing .

Zhuge Yue sighed indifferently at the side: "What a great handwriting." Chu Qiao turned her head and stared at him, mockingly said: "The richer people are, the more stingy they are, girl, I'm in a good mood." Although he knew that he was making fun of him, Zhuge Yue was in a good mood when he heard it?Why is it good?He walked up cheerfully, and then took out a silver ticket, which was marked with the seal of Chenyue Bank, with two hundred taels of gold written in black and white. "Stop being a beggar, buy a manor and be an outsider." After finishing speaking, she walked away under the horrified gazes of Chu Qiao and the little beggar.

Chu Qiao hurriedly chased after him, sized him up suspiciously, Zhuge Yue glared at her, and said, "What are you looking at?" "I didn't expect you to have a conscience to find out, what, is the money too much?" Zhuge Yue snorted, "There are many things you didn't expect." As soon as she took two steps, Chu Qiao's stomach started to growl, and she was also sad. She hadn't eaten all day. Zhuge Yue seemed to be very familiar with this city of Xianyang, and gave the names of several restaurants and restaurants, but Chu Qiao could not walk any longer after smelling the noodle stalls on the street.

Zhuge Yue was naturally reluctant, and before he had time to object, Chu Qiao had already sat down.Xiaoer rushed up and asked for two bowls of scallion noodles, half a catty of beef, a plate of peanuts, and a bottle of wine under Xiaoer's introduction. Unexpectedly, the wine had a very elegant name. It is called Xishuang in June. Zhuge Yue looked at her strangely, and asked, "Aren't you a non-drinker?" Chu Qiao's hand holding the chopsticks froze slightly, and then said with a light smile, "I used to be afraid of drinking, but now there are only people around, so I don't care so much." Zhuge Yue frowned, stretched out his hand to grab her cup, and said in a deep voice, "Don't drink it." Chu Qiao didn't force her, she shrugged her shoulders and said in a low voice, "Prudish." Xiao Er's food came soon, the wine was really not good wine, just by smelling it, it was rice wine mixed with water, it was specially designed to deceive arty laymen.The food was average, but the portion of the noodles was very generous. Chu Qiao was so hungry, she couldn't swallow it after only eating half a bowl. When they stood up, they saw a group of beggars with ghostly faces staring at the remaining half bowl of noodles, drooling.Zhuge Yue turned around and threw a coin to the shopkeeper, saying, "Give them a bowl each." The storekeeper quickly agreed with a smile, Chu Qiao looked at him suspiciously, and asked him full of wine and food, "Are you addicted to pretending to be a Bodhisattva?" A twelve or thirteen-year-old boy saw that the two of them were well-dressed and well-dressed, and looked easy to talk to, so he approached Zhuge Yue with a smile on his face, and said to Zhuge Yue, "My lord, let's have a drink." Zhuge Yue looked at the child with interest, then turned around and gave some money to the shopkeeper, and said, "Give him a jar, don't mix it with water, if he can't finish it, I won't count the meal, you Just beat him up and send him to the court." The child smiled happily when he heard the words, and went happily. Chu Qiao snapped her tongue and said, "How can a little kid drink a pot?" "If you don't let him try it, he will never know what it is." Zhuge Yue said flatly, "If you suffer a loss once, you will have a better memory in the future." Chu Qiao was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, but she slowed down and was one body behind him.Zhuge Yue took two steps and saw that she didn't follow, he turned his head and frowned and said, "Let's go, what are you thinking?" Chu Qiao came to her senses, and hastened two steps to catch up. If you suffer a loss once, you will have a longer memory in the future. But Zhuge Yue, how many times have you suffered losses?Why don't you have a long memory? Just as she was thinking about it, her cheeks suddenly felt a burning pain, and the sound of crackling firecrackers sounded right on the top of Chu Qiao's head. Come, Zhuge Yue grabbed her hand, pulled her into his arms nimbly, stepped back a few steps, raised his slender sharp eyes slightly, full of strong anger. "How? Are you hurt?" Chu Qiao looked up, and saw that it was a restaurant, setting off firecrackers on the second floor, and didn't pay attention to whether there was anyone walking below, besides her, there were several other people who suffered from the catastrophe. At this moment, many people were shouting and cursing downstairs, but everyone It was covered by the sound of firecrackers. Zhuge Yue pulled down Chu Qiao's hand covering her face, only to see that she was slightly red, and there were two spots that were even more red, and her complexion couldn't help but look a little ugly. "It's okay, it doesn't hurt." Chu Qiao was still not used to his gaze like this, so she tried slightly to pull out the hand held by him, but he didn't move at all, the palm was a little warm, and she could vaguely feel the sharp lines and calluses. "It's all right." She said with some embarrassment, "It's not disfigured." "How important a woman's face is, you don't care about it." Zhuge Yue said calmly, although the tone was bad, the meaning was good, Chu Qiao didn't bother with him, but he added another sentence afterwards Said: "But with your face, it doesn't matter if it's broken or not." Chu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect to repeat his old habit of not being able to say three words, and said back, "You are the only one who looks good." Zhuge Yue looked as if it should be taken for granted, turned around and walked towards the store. Chu Qiao was worried that he would fight with him over such a trivial matter, but he stood for a while and turned around before coming back. Go forward and ask, "What did you do in the past?" "Remember the name." Chu Qiao snapped her tongue: "You actually hold grudges like this!" Zhuge Yue raised his eyebrows: "What are you thinking? I smell the strong aroma of wine inside, so I plan to come for dinner tomorrow." Chu Qiao was very depressed, it wasn't like this before, why is she at a disadvantage every time she talks to him now?She frowned and followed behind him, but she didn't see a trace of complacency slowly rising from the corners of the man's eyes. The night was quiet and quiet, vendors on both sides came forward to sell their wares from time to time, and little flower sellers ran over from time to time, praising Chu Qiao's beauty and persuading Zhuge Yue to buy flowers for his wife. Zhuge Yue accepted everyone's misunderstanding calmly, and bought three flower baskets along the way, but gave them all to Chu Qiao. He walked in front with ease, and Chu Qiao was like a little maid, with big bags and small bags. She followed behind, and the passers-by were all paying attention. Gradually, the little flower girls stopped coming. She must have fallen from the position of wife to servant after a while, and the surrounding discussions floated into Chu Qiao's ears lightly. inside: "Look at that young master, he is really a good-looking talent, even the maid who is with him is pretty!" Chu Qiao frowned depressedly, does she look like a maid?More than ten years have passed, why is she still his maid? The wind on the shore of the lake was a bit strong. The two of them walked along the lake embankment. This place was very quiet and there were no people there. Their footsteps became slower and slower, but neither of them spoke, as if they couldn't bear to break this rare peace.From last night to now, none of them have mentioned the two years of parting. Life suddenly made them meet here, far away from Daxia and Yanbei. Even the air is rare and fresh, and their spirits are relaxed, and no one wants to mention those bad people's thoughts. The breeze swayed on the surface of the lake, and the moonlight was soothing, like the shadow of morning light congealed all over the place. Before he knew it, he came under the thick old elm tree again, Zhuge Yue stopped involuntarily, looked up at the wide tree crown, and the tossing and rolling years of the past few years flashed in his mind one by one. However, he stumbled and stumbled, and unexpectedly returned to this place. Chu Qiao looked at him, and saw that the man was tall and straight, with a handsome appearance, but his brows and eyes were no longer as cold and arrogant as before, but replaced by the calm and elegant demeanor now, and there were a few traces of vicissitudes in his eyes. Looking carefully, Already caught the eye. How could he be as easy as he said, "I'm not dead yet" when he escaped from the Jedi after a narrow escape, and was abandoned by his family and country. These days, she has gradually heard about the situation that day. After she returned to Bian Tang with Li Ce, Daxia sent letters to Bian Tang seven times, asking Li Ce to hand over Chu Qiao, Yan Xun also sharpened his sword and sent troops to Bian Tang, and fought Bian Tang on the northwest border. Several battles.In the end, the Wei clan Wei Guang personally came forward and took the newly formed Southwest Army to Bian Tang to put pressure on Li Ce.Although the whole world knows that Daxia dare not have a real military conflict with Bian Tang at this time, Bian Tang is extremely dissatisfied with Li Ce's actions. Hand over the disaster. At that time, Li Ce, even if he could save Chu Qiao by being tough, he would definitely not be able to save the Xiuli Army, unless he wanted to openly break with Da Xia. At this time, the King of Qinghai, who was located outside of Simon, suddenly and unexpectedly played the banner of Great Xia, and sent envoys to take refuge in the royal court with a map of eight thousand miles. It was Zhuge Yue, the fourth young master of the Zhuge family who died in Yanbei two years ago. What happened later was very natural. Zhuge Yue returned to the imperial capital, and with his powerful military forces and the support of the Zhuge Clan, he overwhelmed Wei Guang, replaced him as the Chief Elder, and became Da Xia's army chief Sima. The military strategy against Bian Tang. She no longer wants to think about how much blood and rain is hidden under this short market talk. They are all people who have come out of the bloody road of power, and they know how deep the water is inside, even on the surface. The wind and the sea are calm, but there are many fierce waves surging underneath. The lake was filled with remnants of lamps, and its color was as bright as gold. Chu Qiao raised her head, her eyes were a little bit sad, she looked at Zhuge Yue, and said in a deep voice: "I heard that elm trees can reach gods. The more efficacious the old tree is, as long as you give away the precious things you carry with you, you can keep your relatives and friends safe, and I don’t know if it’s true.” Zhuge Yue still stood quietly without speaking. "Do you believe?" Chu Qiao asked in a low voice. Zhuge Yue narrowed his slender eyes slowly, and said slowly, "I don't believe it." Chu Qiao looked at him, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, she couldn't tell whether it was joy or sadness, don't you believe it? She slowly stretched out her hand, and slowly unfolded her slender, white palm. Her eyes were shining like stars, but the corners of her lips felt a little painful, and she asked softly, "Do you really not believe it?" Zhuge Yue lowered his head and saw the two translucent white jade pendants at a glance. Time passed by and immediately nailed his figure in place. "Zhuge Yue, I thought I would never have another chance." Chu Qiao smiled gently, her eyes curled up, but tears glistened in them, her lips trembled slightly: "I thought I would never have the chance to repay your kindness in my life." The night was thick, and Zhuge Yue's back seemed so heavy that it was hard to breathe. His eyes were looking straight at her, his pupils were black and unfathomable. He didn't speak, just stared straight at her, like To see through her and see elsewhere. Suddenly, Zhuge Yue sighed heavily, put his arms around her shoulders, and said quietly, "Who wants you to pay it back?" Chu Qiao's tears fell like that, and she obediently snuggled into his arms, with many inexplicable emotions lingering in her heart.She pressed against his chest, a familiar fragrance was vaguely floating on his body, and the warm warmth spread all over her body. She closed her eyes quietly, and the night wind was blowing on them. In the distance was a crowd of happy people. Once, I felt that those joys were so close to me, so close that I could touch the taste of joy just by breathing. "Zhuge Yue," Chu Qiao raised her head suddenly, Li Hua raised the corner of her mouth at him with rain, and said with a smile, "It's good to be alive." Zhuge Yue felt pain in his heart when he heard it, but there might be no one else in this world who could understand the meaning of these four words better than them. He gently lowered his head and kissed her side of the face, and repeated in a murmur: "Yes. Ah, it's good to be alive." In the distance, there are glazed lights, and the New Year in Xianyang City is approaching. This New Year, everything is new.