Anecdote of sword three crossing the bureau

Chapter 164

When Chu Ci woke up towards Youyou, the sky was already dim. He glanced at the people around him, and then fell silent subconsciously.

Gong Jiu's expression was incomparably calm, as if everything between the two of them hadn't existed before, including that semi-forced kiss.His face was calm and composed, as if it was the same as before.

However, neither of them opened their mouths, and a strange silence permeated the carriage, which made people inexplicably agitated.

Chu Cichao looked at Gong Jiu sitting in the corner, obviously not planning to say anything else.He sighed inwardly, then slowly got up and opened the carriage curtain.

Those ribbons and ropes disappeared at some point, and Chu Cichao couldn't figure out whether this person hid those things or threw them away completely.

It's just that he understands better than ever that the relationship between the two of them will never return to the way it was before that kiss.

It's like there is such a word called... It's hard to get over the water.

He reached out to pull the carriage curtain, but was blocked by Gong Jiu's fingers.

"It's cool outside." Gong Jiu's voice was slightly cool, but his expression was a little embarrassed.

Chu Cichao finally understood that this person also knew what embarrassment was and what it was not to be touched.

This kind of perception made him want to smile wryly from the bottom of his heart, before he said after a while: "Miss Shaman is back?"

Gong Jiu didn't say another word, Chu Cichao already understood that he had guessed right.It's ridiculous to say that among so many people, the one Chu Ci looked at the most right now was Gong Jiu in front of him, and there was no one else besides that.

Seeing that Gong Jiu didn't intend to let him go, Chu Cichao simply touched his waist: "My pen."

Gong Jiu's expression changed in a trance, and then turned into the most common laziness: "Gu didn't intend to let you go."

Chu Ci raised his eyebrows.

It may be the first time in Gong Jiu's life that someone disobeyed her, but at this moment she is also slightly speechless.

He understands better than anyone else that this Chu Cichao's temperament is actually determined from the bottom of his heart.

It was precisely because of this that he didn't dare to press too hard, so he could only soften his tone and say, "I'll let you go until you recover from illness."

"Chu was originally a doctor." Chu Cichao's expression was very calm, the kind that was so calm that he was relieved.

However, such a look made Gong Jiu feel even more uneasy. In such a long time, it was almost the first time that he was uneasy because of one person, and for one person to understand what it means to be slightly disturbed in the bottom of his heart.

It was precisely because of this that he had no choice but to reach out and press the car door: "I will accompany you."

Chu Cichao didn't make another sound, he put his hand on his ring, and silently read a few words in his heart.

However, Gong Jiu's color changed slightly. He watched Chu Cichao's movements, and then saw a brand new writing brush appearing on Chu Cichao's palm out of thin air.

This time he saw it clearly, and he also saw the secret of Chu Cichao clearly.

Just like when they were together, Chu Cichao's inexplicable needling techniques driven by a brush must have something to do with this ring.

Seeing that Gong Jiu's gaze was fixed on his ring, Chu Cichao indifferently held the pen between his fingers and said, "If the Ninth Young Master doesn't want to get out of the way, Chu must have to fight the Ninth Young Master and Shaman." .”

Gong Jiu's expression slowly settled down, and finally turned sideways to signal Chu Ci to greet him.

Chu Cichao has seen this kind of move before, so naturally it is impossible to do it again, his eyes were slightly cold, and he stretched out his hand to press on the pen: "Jiu Shao..."

"If brother Chu doesn't want to make a move, then it's considered a lonely win." Gong Jiu's expression was slightly tired, but his eyes were sharp.

How could Chu Cichao be unwilling to make a move, but suddenly Shaman walked in from the outside, and stood in front of Chu Cichao without Gong Jiu's order, making it clear that he wanted to be a human shield.

If it was outside, Chu Cichao might be able to use Taiyin's finger to jump back to open the distance and attack Gong Jiu by himself, but the space here is so restricted that there is no way to use it at all.

Thinking about it this way, Chu Cichao finally put down the brush slowly, rubbed his brows lightly and asked, "Why is Jiu Shao doing this?"

His voice was slightly cold, and there was no warmth between his brows and eyes.

The same as the gentle and gentle doctor Chu Cichao Chu when he entered the Taiping Palace before, he suddenly looked like a different person.

Seeing that everything had eased, Shaman simply bent over and walked out with a slight salute.

Chu Cichao's expression was a little tired, and he leaned lightly on the carriage corridor and asked, "Master Nine insisted on tying Chu up here, but Chu was puzzled from the bottom of his heart."

His eyes were full of meaning, and Gong Jiu couldn't help but take a step forward with his slightly raised eyes, and then paused silently.

This time Gong Jiu didn't speak directly, but sighed silently: "Sorry."

Chu Cichao's eyes widened. He never thought that one day he would hear the word Gong Jiu.

Just because a person like Gong Jiu is too rebellious, all his emotions are hidden in his heart, and there is no possibility of revealing half of them.

What's more, bowing slightly and apologizing to others is not like Gong Jiu's style at all.

However, Gong Jiu really lowered his head, perhaps something that has never happened before.

Chu Cichao silently stared at Gong Jiu for a while, then slowly lowered the pen in his hand, stopping the ready-to-go offensive.

What he didn't see was that Gong Jiu had a panoramic view of all this, but there was no coldness in his eyes, only a slight warmth remained.

A gentle Gong Jiu is an appearance that Chu Cichao has never seen before, and it is also Gong Jiu's unconscious gesture.

He looked at Chu Cichao for a while, then stretched out his hand to signal Chu Cichao to sit down, and then said calmly: "When I get to the next town, I will take Dr. Chu to find an inn."

As soon as these words came out, Chu Cichao was completely at a loss for what to do. He looked at Gong Jiu for a while to confirm that this person was not joking, so he sighed and said, "Ninth Young Master, you don't have to..."

"Call me Brother Gong." Gong Jiu said seriously.

Chu Cichao: "...Brother Gong."

"Okay, stay at the inn." Gong Jiu waved his hand, really domineering.

Chu Cichao turned his head silently, who will tell him that this thing was actually worn by someone?

At the same time, there is no atmosphere on the other side.

After Qi Mingyuan left the palace, Xiaoguzi rushed towards the Hanyuan Hall, stood outside and rubbed his hands, sincerely afraid that the emperor would be unhappy and demote him to guard the imperial mausoleum.

After all, the relationship between Qi Mingyuan and the emperor is really... Tsk tsk.

Xiao Guzi spent a long time outside in the cold wind before he was let in. The emperor was sitting at the table writing these things, his expression extremely calm.

Xiao Guzi only felt a little uneasy in his heart, and subconsciously knelt down.

When the emperor raised his head, he saw Xiao Guzi kneeling there, standing very straight.He had been reported by the dark guard before about everything about Qi Mingyuan leaving the palace, and even the dark guard quietly followed Qi Mingyuan for a while, until Zhu Yijun himself spoke, so there was no need to follow.

Seeing the person Qi Mingyuan was closest to when he was in the palace now, Zhu Yijun is still slightly dazed.

"Get up." Zhu Yijun was not in a good mood.

This made Xiao Guzi even more worried, and wished he could bury his head in the ground: "Your Majesty, the Daoist...he..."

"Where's the jade pendant?" Zhu Yijun asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Xiao Guzi was slightly taken aback, and only then did he realize that the emperor knew everything a long time ago, maybe the emperor acquiesced in Qi Mingyuan's leaving the palace, and he felt his heart sink back heavily, almost falling The tears are recycled together, and the mood is very complicated.

At this moment, many emotions pressured Xiao Guzi who had just straightened up, including the "emperor's fickleness".

It's just that such words can only be turned around in the mind for a while, if you say it, you will lose your head!very bad!

Xiao Guzi immediately took out the jade pendant respectfully.

Seeing the emperor beckon silently.

Xiao Guzi took a few steps forward, feeling very apprehensive.

Zhu Yijun was silent, and directly stretched out his hand, flattening it.

This time, Xiaoguzi finally understood what the emperor meant, and he wanted him to hand it over!

Of course, this must be handed over properly. Although the chief minister said that if there is nothing wrong, he can be the one, but it is a great honor for the emperor to leave!

Xiao Guzi restrained the surging heart, and placed the jade pendant squarely in Zhu Yijun's hand.

Zhu Yijun stretched out his hand to gently hold it, and then put it on the case next to him without taking it seriously.

Xiaoguzi felt his heart was bleeding...

Then I saw the ruthless and ungrateful Zhu Yijun very calmly indicating that he can get out.

Xiao Guzi's enthusiasm was wasted, so he could only kneel silently, and then moved out in small steps.

Until he walked out of Hanyuan Hall, until he walked back to the house where Qi Mingyuan once lived.

Xiao Guzi just now reacted from the panic just now. To be honest, Qi Mingyuan is the best master he has ever met.

There is no airs, no inexplicable demands, and what's more, there is no instinctive bullying towards them.

Qi Mingyuan is frank and open, and treats everyone as a bowl of water. It can't be said to be good or bad, but it makes people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts.

Among Xiaoguzi's many masters, Qi Mingyuan was the one he couldn't live without, and it was precisely because of this that he didn't mind the mountains of swords and seas of fire.

What he didn't know was that Zhu Yijun in Hanyuan Hall also didn't stay comfortably, he was standing there silently looking at the jade pendant in front of him.

The jade pendant was on the table, and it was in excellent condition.

However, to Zhu Yijun, it was like the most serious hot potato that he couldn't pick up and let go.

It's like Qi Mingyuan.

That person has some inexplicable qualities, after all, he is quite different from ordinary people in the palace.I don't know if it's the gentleness in his bones, or the always proud appearance.

Qi Mingyuan is a contradictory body, and Zhu Yijun understands it very well.

However, he let this person go with his own hands, just like a forest bird was let go, and maybe he would never come back again.

By coincidence, Zhu Yijun asked the little millet for this jade pendant, but it was more like taking something that he couldn't talk about, holding it was a burden, and letting it go was even more reluctant.

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Yijun raised his head and looked at the eunuch outside. He tried to make his voice sound calmer: "Give that little millet 50 taels of silver, go."

The eunuch had been working with Zhu Yijun for a long time, so he went out without asking why after hearing the sound.

Special awareness of current affairs.

Zhu Yijun suddenly laughed from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't figure out whether it was because there were so many people around him who were knowledgeable about current affairs that when a Qi Mingyuan appeared, he would find it sincerely interesting, or novel.

It wasn't the first time that man challenged his authority, or tried to provoke his anger.

But now that Zhu Yijun thought about it carefully, he had never been angry because of anything.

Really inexplicable but unable to speak.

He suddenly felt nostalgic, but after all, the young emperor just straightened the dragon robe on his body gently, then dipped the brush into the polished ink, and then went on to review the memorial.

Everything is like Nanke Yimeng, wake up from the dream, life will continue.