Jian An Kee

After all, I was guilty of being a thief, so I paused, turned around and saw that it was Sun Kuang, and hurriedly lowered my head: "I have seen the fourth son."

"Aren't you the girl next to my brother? Why is my brother drunk and you leave him alone?"

Before I could open my mouth, the guard came up and separated the two of us intentionally or unintentionally: "Fourth Young Master, this is the nephew of Zhou Dudu's mansion."

"Oh—" he raised his eyebrows.

I smiled Chunliang: "Young master, I forgot. In Ezhou the year before last, Alan also went to Mrs. Madam's flower viewing party."

"You're that Miss Zhou?" He had a half-smile, "You're the one who spends time with my brother every day, and you're the one who makes a lot of noise. The little girl doesn't know the seriousness."

"Sir, be careful." I blushed in feign embarrassment.

"Why, you are not allowed to tell me?"

How old are you? I can't hold back.Sun Kuanghui's attitude towards me is not surprising.I heard that his wife Cao Rong is very much loved by him. He and Cao Cao are direct in-laws. The Battle of Chibi put him in an embarrassing situation. Sun Quan didn't like him very much, and my uncle was No.1 who advocated resistance to Cao Cao. .

I ignored him again, flung my sleeves and left.Some people are like this, even though you don't want to be against him, he will find an opportunity to stab you sooner or later, why bother trying to please him.Only when there is a breakup can there be a best friend.

When I returned to the mansion in the middle of the night, Mrs. Xiao Qiao was still waiting for me in the hall. I felt a little guilty in my heart, but I couldn't explain it to her.After that day, there was a gap between me and her.

Whether a person treats you sincerely is often tested at the most inadvertent moment.Without Zhou Yu, I have nothing to do with her.Thinking of this, I still have a faint heartache.

This time I just said one thing: "Alan is old enough to have his own ideas, Madam, please don't worry."

She is so beautiful, but there is sadness in her eyes, and she said softly: "Alan, I'm sorry."

noon.I sat quietly in front of the dressing table and let Feifu comb my hair. In the end, I still wore the green pearl three-child hairpin that Gongsun Shao handed over to me.Looking carefully in the sunlight during the day, this style is really tacky and tight, so I asked Huzhu to find a flower to match it: "It's not good to dress too plainly during the Chinese New Year."

"What flowers does Miss want?"

I stretched out my hand to support Zhuchai, tilted my head and said, "It doesn't matter what kind of flower it is, as long as it's not a camellia." Zhu'er took the order and went, and came back soon with a beautiful blooming Begonia.

I laughed and said, "You girl walks very fast. I remember that there is a crabapple flower in Mrs.'s yard. How can you run back and forth in the blink of an eye?"

Zhu'er also smiled: "Miss also said that you don't like to put some flowers and plants in our yard. Fortunately, when I went out, I met sister Zhan Lu who was tending flowers and plants. She brought them to me from the basket." of."

It's hard to explain to her that I have a hay fever allergy.I stopped answering, just pulled out the flower core with a handkerchief, and then carefully put the begonia hairpin on my temples, and smiled at the virtual image in the mirror with satisfaction.

I'm waiting for a message.

After lunch time, things finally got up.There were rumors in the city that Liu Bei took Sun Shangxiang with him at noon the day before, and ran away with hundreds of soldiers on the pretext of offering sacrifices to his parents at a distance by the river.Think about it, Sun Quan just woke up and learned that his sister and brother-in-law had escaped privately, how did he react?Months of planning come to naught, I am afraid it will not feel good.

At this time, there was a cruel pleasure hidden in my heart, like crushing the newly fallen petals with my feet, or like stepping on the first footprint of the first heavy snow in early winter.

The new year passed quickly, and this year, Wu Guotai became ill. From the day Liu Bei escaped, the number of banquets in Jingkou City dropped sharply.There is no banquet to attend, so I am quiet.The younger sister will soon be a hundred days old, and Mrs. Xiao Qiao gradually started to take care of the affairs of the mansion; a few days earlier, a servant from the mansion came back with a letter, saying that the master would return in a few days.

For me, all the burdens are about to be lifted.Except on the second day of the Shangyuan Festival, Mrs. Wu sent me to the General's Mansion to speak.

For a moment I felt like an enemy.It is conceivable that she hates me very much now. Although she doesn't say it, she must blame me for her daughter's escape (it's not wrong).Because before I came, Sun Shangxiang had always been a peaceful little girl. Apart from climbing the wall, sneaking out of the city to hunt, and throwing off the guards to go out for a stroll, she was still a well-known lady who knew the general.

I can only describe my relationship with Mrs. Wu as looking at each other and hating each other.She invited me to the General's Mansion as a guest again, what is her intention?But when I thought of the thin and shiny face that spanned between the General's Mansion and the Dudu's Mansion, what else could I do, so I swallowed my anger and went to visit the sick man to say hello.

However, after entering the mansion, I didn't see the golden face of Mrs. Wu, but was led into a heavily guarded courtyard.I have never set foot in this place before, so I can't help but get 12 energized to prepare for emergencies like Baihutang.

But this is really an elegant place. The courtyards of the three entrances are all planted with pines, cypresses and green bamboos. Even in the severe winter, they are as green as summer, but it is a pity that they are too monotonous against the gray tiles and gray walls.

I couldn't help but said to the maid leading the way: "Why is there not a single flower along the road? It's so deserted."

The maid replied respectfully: "This is General Sun's order." The implication is, are you questioning General Sun's old man's aesthetics?

What a sharp man!As soon as I heard the words, I had three-point calculations in my heart (maybe Sun Quan is allergic to pollen like me, and I don’t know)

After entering the small courtyard at the back, the servants outside the room opened the curtain to invite me in.When I entered the room, I was greeted by the huge bookshelf that attracted all eyes, yo, he really loves books, he tidied up so well.

Sun Quan sat obliquely on the low couch next to the bookshelf. When he saw me coming in, he didn't get up, rested his hands on his chest, and smiled lazily: "Your guest will make the lonely peng shine forever."

As I untied the rope of the cloak, I said: "Great kindness is hard to come by." I thought: Hey, pimping in your mother's name, General Sun shouldn't be too proficient in business.

His eyes lit up, and he said, "Oh, 'Grace'?"

I don't feel cold when I step on the ground with bare feet. I think this house is burned down by earth dragons.A maid came over and knelt down to put on cloth shoes for me. I sat down in front of him lightly, pointed to the bookshelf and asked, "Does the general benefit from reading a lot?"

A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled brightly: "You can be said to know loneliness very well."

I was not modest either, I took the teacup and tasted it slowly.He tapped on the head of the couch with his fingers one by one, making a dun, duk sound.

Regarding the fact that he tricked me into inviting me into the general's mansion, I didn't hide my emotions: "Can you send me a letter if the general has something to do? Invite me here in the name of Guo Tai, what do you want?"

He moved his feet from the couch to the floor, put his elbows on his knees, leaned forward, looked at me for a moment, and said solemnly, "Because I'm sick, I asked you to come and visit me."

"Hey, never heard of it?" I hastily put down the teacup to observe his face, it seems that he is not in a good mood... the stubble has come out.I started blaming myself for being careless.

After he waved away the maid, he retreated to the couch again.With the quilt in his arms, his voice sounded a little aggrieved: "I don't want the old guys outside to know, lest they yell."

"So—is the general better now?" I asked cautiously.

He said seriously: “I seem to be much better as soon as I see you.”

"Hehe... that's good." Alarm bells rang in my heart, and I hurriedly changed the subject: "The layout of the general's room is really good."

"really?"

"Hey, at least these books are good." I pointed to the bookshelf that took up an entire wall

He said softly: "I heard that you like reading very much. Let's see if there is anything you like here? Take it home if you like it."

After he said this, I inevitably got up and walked back and forth in front of the chicken wing wood bookshelf a few times, and finally concluded: "I have read everything I understand, and I probably don't understand the rest."

"Is Alan saying this to show that you are well-read?"

I sincerely said: "Uh, my answer is rather cunning."

He shook his head: "How can you say that Alan is cunning, he is clearly smart."

I scratched my face, not knowing how to respond.

He was still in a lazy posture, beckoning me to sit down, and then asked face to face: "You, is it related to the escape of Monk Xiang?"

He caught off guard and mentioned this matter, as casually as if asking about the weather.The distance between the two is only a finger, close enough to sense each other's breath, and his eyes are as sharp as a knife, as if he is ready to cut open my heart at any time, to see if there is something to hide.

I smiled charmingly and said, "Alan doesn't have that ability."

Immediately, he hooked my neck and pressed me down on the couch, and kissed me with a cruel smile like a beast.His kiss was unexpectedly gentle and dense like rain, binding me tightly with the shackles of cobwebs.I tried to stick out the tip of my tongue to accept him, with a little curious inquiry.

He froze for a moment, then called me in a low voice: "Alan..."

The situation seemed to be more than I could handle and he started tearing at my collar with incredible strength even in his illness.I broke free with great difficulty, put my hands on his chest, and said pantingly: "General, don't lose your temper."

He let me go, panting and smiling: "Sure enough, he's a seductress."

I stuck out my tongue and licked the saliva from the corner of my mouth, sat up and pulled the collar back to some height, and said slowly: "The general can't help himself, what excuses are you looking for?"

His hand brushed my cheek lightly, and landed on my neck, as if he was sighing: "It's just such a temperament that makes people love and hate."

"Hey, your hands are really big." I took his hand and put my own on it: "Look, our hands all have calluses, and I can dance swords too." , draw again.

He scratched my nose and smiled helplessly: "Stay away from me, why bother to recruit me again."

I pouted and moved aside.

His eyes were almost burning, and his breathing was all disordered.I watched his torment with a smile, feeling inexplicably guilty, and at the same time expressed my admiration for his strong self-discipline.It took five or six minutes before he turned back to me: "Go back, you've been here for a long time."

I smiled affectionately and pouted slightly: "No, you actually drove me away."

This sentence broke the string called reason in his brain.As soon as he pulled me and kissed him, I writhed restlessly and yelled at him to be gentle, it really hurts woo woo woo... I don't know where the man's strength came from.

After the kiss was over, I rolled up my sleeves to check the injury, and gouged him out with the eye knife.Sun Quan was caught like a little wild cat stealing fish, with his head drooping.I saw a few red finger prints on the snow-white arm, and these prints would turn into bruises when they go back.

"You, you, you." I said three words of you in succession, with the intention of accusing me.He was speechless, just thought I was very angry.

"Alan, what's wrong with you?"

I looked sad and angry: "You bullied me."

"I just... can't help it."

"Why twist me, it's too much, you see! My arm is red." I was very indignant.

"Huh? That's it?" He was dumbfounded.

"Otherwise what else?" I raised an eyebrow.

"You don't blame me..."

"Kiss me," I replied bluntly, "Anyway, I agree, and besides, it's not just you kissing me, I kiss you too, I won't suffer."