After Zhang's explanation, Zhao Yan finally understood what was going on, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "So he is dressed up like this now?" ”

"Yes, you're wearing a mask."

"He also brought you back from the Turks?"

"Yes."

"He's sneaking into the Red Apricot Courtyard now to protect you?"

"Yes."

How dare Zhang say that the main purpose of his sneaking in is actually to make it easier to make her bad and steal from her.

"He won't let you tell me the truth?"

"Yes."

Zhang Shi was suddenly stunned, raised his head and looked at Zhao Yan, who had a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes, and knew that he had fallen into Zhao Yan's language trap.

She was a little angry: "Sister Zhao, are you deliberately tricking me?" ”

A hint of apology flashed in Zhao Yan's eyes, and she hurriedly flattered and said, "I'm sorry, good sister, you forgive my sister this time, my sister really has no choice but to talk to you, please tell my sister, do you know what happened to Li Gongzi?" Why didn't he come to me? ”

Zhang bit his lip and remained silent.

Zhao Yanyu was sad: "You found a good husband who is willing to give everything for you, my sister is sincerely happy for you, my sister asks you, if one day, he is in danger, are you willing to sacrifice everything for him?" ”

Zhang thought for a moment and nodded solemnly.

"If he suddenly disappears from your eyes one day without telling you anything, don't you want to know why?"

"But...... What if he is not worthy of your liking? Zhang finally couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Yan saw her wavering, and hurriedly held her hand: "Sister knows that you are for my good, but no matter how cruel it is, I want to know the truth of the matter, you tell my sister, my sister doesn't blame you, otherwise I won't be blind even if I die." ”

Zhang bit his lip, hesitated, and raised his head for a while before he said, "I can tell you, but you have to promise me that you can't do stupid things." ”

Zhao Yan didn't want to think about it: "I promise you, you say it quickly!" ”

Zhang was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "I heard Xianggong say that that Li Gongzi is not surnamed Li, nor is he the Li Gongzi of Chang'an, but just a musician in Chang'an Liyuan, and the best plays are Peacock Southeast Flying and Mulan Ci." ”

Zhao Yan listened quietly, the expression on her face was extremely calm, and she was silent for a long time after listening, and then asked softly: "How do you know?" ”

"The last time he fell into the water in the lake, when Xianggong rescued him, he found that he could actually swim, and deliberately pretended that he couldn't and let you jump into the water to save him."

Zhao Yan trembled, tears could no longer stop falling, and her voice was choked: "What's his name?" ”

The Zhang family was already soft-hearted, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but blush, and said softly: "His name is Lin Yuan, and the money to ransom you was also stolen from his mansion by my father-in-law." ”

Zhao Yan fell into her arms and began to cry in a low voice, gradually getting louder and louder, sad and desolate.

……

Since that night, Zhao Yan has never mentioned Li Gongzi in front of Zhang's again, but he has gradually become energetic, and began to talk and laugh with Zhang's, eat and sleep, and teach Zhang's makeup when he is free.

The Laurel Tower has returned to its former joy and laughter.

Zhao Yan also poured tea herself, and apologized to Zhen Mingku for bullying the Zhang family all these years and pulling a knife against him that night, which made Zhen Mingku embarrassed.

A few days later, Wu Zhuangyuan's literary examination results were announced, and among the more than 100 candidates who passed the literary examination, Zhen Mingku's results ranked among the top three, and he entered the qualification part of the martial arts examination with an absolute advantage.

Knowing that Zhen Mingku passed the literary exam, Zhang was happier than anyone else, after all, the test questions were answered by her for Zhen Mingku, and the military merit medal had half of her credit, in order to let Zhen Mingku pass the next martial arts test smoothly, she asked people to vacate a spare room in the Laurel Building, and moved all kinds of exercise equipment designed and manufactured by Zhen Mingku, so that he could devote himself to the martial arts exam every day.

Zhen Mingku, who got up every morning to exercise in this martial arts room, sometimes pulled Zhang to practice with him the five birds and six beasts boxing he had taught her, and later, Zhao Yan would also stand quietly on the side when he practiced boxing with Zhang, watching him teach Zhang boxing, and consciously or unintentionally followed along.

Martial arts and dance are the same skills, Zhao Yan's dance foundation is good, and she learns quickly, a set of Tai Chi will soon be able to play well, and she will soon be able to practice with Zhang's pusher, and make rapid progress.

When she got up this morning, Zhen Mingku found that Zhao Yan was sitting alone in the martial arts training room in a daze, with a change of martial arts uniform, her temples were drenched in sweat, and her hair was wet, it seemed that she had been training alone for a long time, and the dagger she borrowed from Zhang's was also thrown to the ground, and four or five holes were pierced on the sandbag in the room, swaying, and the sand still flowed out of the sandbag and spilled all over the ground.

Zhen Mingku's brows furrowed, deliberately turned a blind eye, said "morning" as usual, and walked straight to the treadmill to run.

After running for more than ten minutes, I vaguely heard the sound of sobbing, turned around, and saw Zhao Yan sitting there, crying silently, crying so much that pear blossoms brought rain.

Zhen Ming sighed bitterly, stopped, walked over to her and sat down.

"Isn't it just a play? Eat a trench and grow a wisdom, don't fall for this kind of person in the future, with the appearance and talent of a fairy, it is not better to find anyone than to find this kind of play. ”

Zhao Yan cried more and more sadly.

"Don't cry, let people hear, and think I'm bullying you, so be it, tomorrow I'll let people make a few dummies, the kind that can't be pierced no matter how you pierce, let you pierce every day, pierce until your hands are soft, if you still don't feel angry, I'll catch him directly in front of you, and you can deal with it as you want."

Zhao Yan gradually stopped crying, looked up at him with teary eyes, and smiled sadly: "Zhen Huyuan, thank you." ”

Zhen Ming sighed bitterly, this woman is so deep in love, not comparable to ordinary people, at first glance, she is a woman who loves and hates to go to extremes, once she hates, the resentment in her heart is afraid that it can not be dissolved by stabbing one or two sandbags.

The two sat in silence for a while.

"Zhen Huyuan, can you hug me?"

Zhen Mingku reached out to wrap her arms around her waist, her head resting lightly on his shoulder, and the placket of her martial arts robe loosened at some point, revealing a snow-white delicate chest and the deep cleavage.

Zhen Mingku gently pulled the placket of her shirt to cover her spring light.

All the movements were so natural, Zhao Yan didn't blame him for being abrupt, said thank you, leaned on his shoulder quietly, and closed his eyes unconsciously.

"Zhen Huyuan, do you say that people's hearts still hurt after death?"