Outside the gate of Dali Temple, two horse-drawn carriages stand on the left and right. Except for the luxurious carriages in Pingzhang Mansion, the other carriage is not shabby, and it is very elegant and beautiful.

In front of the car, the horse was handsome and strong. A young man in black with a strong moustache on his lips and whiskers was waiting in front of the car with a calm expression. He was obviously from a noble family.

Zhao Chonghuan looked at the strange carriage and secretly guessed in his heart: Could this be the driver of that person?

After thinking about this, she suddenly made a small discovery-

Xie Changhuai seemed to be without any talented people. He seemed to be accustomed to being alone, sometimes at most a escort or servant.

Moreover, no matter where he was, his eyes were clear, his lips were slightly bent, as shallow as the spring, and the snow was falling under the white robe. If he hadn't been his natural nobleness and luxury, he would have been like a scholar who was taking the exam when he walked on the imperial street.

...

She was thinking about it randomly, and Jia Zixian was already holding her hand and shouting and was about to go to the carriage of Pingzhang Mansion.

As the little kid was walking, she found that she felt a little uneasy in her heart. In a trance, she seemed to want to look back and look at the man again.

She sighed slightly.

Just now, because he accidentally bumped into his arms, he took the opportunity to say such words in her ears, which really made her feel busy and at a loss.

She has been growing up in the mountains and fields since she was a child, and she is not a regular person. She must not have any mistakes in her behavior. She also has a group of brothers and sisters all year round, and her behavior does not have much defense between men and women.

She read "The Great Sutra of the Resolutions" and practiced the free and easy way, so she naturally would not have the intention of being loyal and abiding by the so-called dogmas in "The Women's Rules" and "The Women's Commandments".

However, the feeling that just now hit his arms was completely different from the vigilance she felt when she was driven away by him without knowing it in the dense forest of the West Lake.

At this moment, she was restless, frightened, shy, and had no usual calmness and confidence.

Since she forced the title of Ye Xing Yishi's head to him last night, ripples in her heart that should not have occurred.

Unfortunately, after some tracking, she found that it was all in vain. Her loss also frightened her.

I saw him again this morning and said I was not surprised, then she was lying to herself!

The embarrassment is that his identity is making each other's difference very clear.

What a melancholy and helpless high wall in the middle of the high door and the rivers and lakes! But this wall not only covers the difference in family background, but also has a heart that is self-respecting, self-reliant, free and free.

It was just like the lady Liujun trapped in the beautiful pile, with no escape and no way out.

At that time, she could say that she was obsessed with ghosts and quietly defended herself.

But at this moment, after listening to him saying the "big ideals and little secrets" she wanted with her, she suddenly felt that she had a moment of communication with him. At that moment, her heart was probably confused to the end of the sky and the corner of the sea, and she couldn't even pull back the 800-mile fast horse.

While she warned herself to keep a distance, she couldn't help but want to get close. Even she wanted to denounce her heart.

Are you so embarrassed to be so chaotic and capricious?

Master often says that people follow the world, so they do not have a dry place, and always be tranquil. It is a matter of peace and quiet. If the disaster is not caused, the heart is not afraid, and the tranquility is the right world.

Could it be that she lost her tranquility? Or was she afraid of something?

Should she go back and stay up late today to recite the Taiping Sutra and the Sutra of Saving People today to reduce these restlessness with tranquility?

She sighed in her heart, she was a little confused.

Just as she was tossing and staggering, she couldn't help but frown.

When she approached the carriage of Pingzhang Mansion, she looked up again and glanced at the same gorgeous carriage, but she suddenly became quiet-

The man's tall and handsome figure was like a shaking shadow on the autumn mountain, winding out from the rich households of Dali Temple, with his clothes graceful.

Zhao Chonghuan stood on the side of the carriage, waiting for him with a decent smile, and then prepared to say goodbye politely.

Distantly, Xie Changhuai was narrowing her masked face, and what appeared in his mind was her drenched face, the stunning beauty he had described last night with a fine brush.

Just as he was about to come to her, he smiled gently, but his steps were not stopped, and he only passed by her but said, "Wait for me!"

Zhao Chonghuan looked at him in surprise and walked to his carriage. The coachman in black took out a plain satin bag from the carriage and handed it over.

The man took the bag and turned it back, throwing it to her with his own hands. Zhao Chonghuan had no time to ask what he could only catch it first.

Xie Changhuai didn't say it clearly, and raised his hand casually, then got on the carriage and left.

Zhao Chonghuan was stunned for a moment. He had already arranged a polite and meticulous farewell to say something polite and meticulous, but his lips trembled, and his sentimentality suddenly disappeared.

She couldn't help laughing.

This person is really!

"What?" Jia Zixian and A Qiao both leaned over curiously.

Zhao Chonghuan lifted a corner of the bag and found that it seemed to be a dress inside. She couldn't help but feel a little strange, and she spread it all out. It was indeed a man's robe with a sky-blue sky.

"What does Brother Xie give you a piece of clothes?" Xiao Luzhuzi was puzzled, "Do you have no clothes to wear? When you go home, let my mother give you ten or eight pieces! Red and green, all of them!"

Zhao Chonghuan laughed, folded his clothes and put them back on his bag, then bent over and threw Xiao Luzhuzi onto the carriage: "I'm back! If I don't go back, your mother will send someone to chase us!" She talked nonsense.

"Okay, okay! I have a magic crossbow, who is afraid of whom!" Xiaowa seemed to have a Shangfang sword.

The man bribed a little overlord with a small crossbow, and it was indeed amazing.

Zhao Chonghuan smiled and shook his head, and also boarded the carriage.

The servant drove the carriage and horses away from Dali Temple.

Jia Zixian took out his divine crossbow and began to brag about his previous heroic spirit of killing birds and shooting flowers.

Zhao Chonghuan did not interrupt and danced happily with the little kid.

A Qiao, who got on the carriage first, said nothing. She silently started to play with you and asked me: "Brother Zhao, what color do you like?"

Zhao Chonghuan was stunned, turned his eyes and looked at the girl's charming face again, and immediately twitched his forehead-

Why did she feel like she fell into a wolf's den for a moment?

"Everyone who looks good in color likes it!" she said casually.

Then she moved to Jia Zixian's side with caution, but she was afraid that the girl would rush her to fall half of her ass without realizing it.

A Qiao nodded suddenly and realized: "Do you think the bat pattern looks good or the copper coin pattern looks good?"

"Bat pattern!" Zhao Chonghuan continued to talk nonsense.

When A Qiao heard this, she suddenly smiled mysteriously: "Brother Zhao is really good at it. I also think the bat pattern looks good! They also said that the copper coin pattern worn by Yanei looks good! What kind of vision!" She said contemptuously.

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Zhao Chonghuan didn't dare to think deeply about the implicit meaning of the girl opposite. The only thought in his mind was to make an uglier human skin mask next time, preferably the one that even ghosts scare away!

But another wailing thought in her mind was-

Xie Changhuai, you actually left me alone in front of this girl? Aren’t you afraid that she will eat me?

In A Qiao's infinite fantasy idea of ​​Zhao Chonghuan, the carriage flapped along the Imperial Street and turned to the way to the Nangaofeng.

"Hey, why is Mr. Changhuai's car parked here?" The escort outside said casually.

"Didn't you see that it was the carriage of the whole family?" The servant knew the inside story more. "I heard that the queen was thinking of discussing with the empress dowager and let the whole family marry the Xie family!" The servant said mysteriously.

"That's amazing! What if the Empress and the Empress Dowager's mother tribe get married, will Mr. Changhuai become the first-class royal relative in Lin'an City?"

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Chapter completed!