Mrs. Leisurely

Chapter 110 Excessive Fatigue (1)
These people fought for nearly an hour, and all the dead soldiers of Qiandu Sect fell, and more than half of the hidden guards in Leisure Pavilion were also damaged. Zhong Liyu saw that the hidden guards he had trained for many years had been damaged so much. My heart aches, I think it's all because of Zhou Lan, if he hadn't refined the harmful poison, people like him wouldn't have faced thousands of poisonous sects, and wouldn't have just died like this, in my heart, I couldn't help but secretly hate Zhou Lan .

Zhong Liyu looked at the Yinwei who had survived, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Bury our people on the spot." He looked at the Yinwei of Youran Pavilion lying in a pool of blood, and his heart ached. , He trained it with countless painstaking efforts. Now, in just one battle, hundreds of people have been lost. How can he not be in pain?Although Zhong Liyu has been on the battlefield, he doesn't like war. He cherishes every life. Now, for the peace of the world, he has to sacrifice them. He sighed helplessly in his heart.

"Yes, my lord." The hermit guards replied respectfully, even if their companions left, they still couldn't lessen their admiration for their master.

Zhong Liyu gave Zhou Lan an annoyed look, struck again, and pricked Zhou Lan's dumb acupoint, and said in a deep voice, "Lihun, carry him away, since he doesn't want to go, then we don't need to be polite to him." , I would like to see if we can make an antidote to the poison without him." I wanted to persuade him to make an antidote to the poison, but obviously, this person is not that good Persuasion, since this is the case, why be polite to him, it is better to use force directly, it is really not possible, in the future, let him be buried with those poisoned people.

"Yes, son."

Zhou Lan was annoyed in his heart, but he couldn't make a sound, and hated to the extreme. He had never been in such a mess like today. Seeing his 1000 people buried in this secluded mountain road, he felt a little regretful, but, more It was resentment, I never thought that I had worked so hard to train these people for so many years, and in the end, I was ruined like this, and I didn't get anything good, and I was still captured by others.

Lihun and the others looked at the dead Youran Pavilion Yinwei silently, feeling full of melancholy. These are the people who were carefully trained by the young master. If they are damaged, the young master should be very distressed.

In the secluded mountain path, the hidden guards of Youran Pavilion are burying their dead companions. The strong smell of blood echoes in this secluded mountain path. The cold autumn wind that blows at night seems to be mourning for these soldiers.

Zhong Liyu silently watched the hermit guards bury their companion seriously. It was not until they buried the last companion that Zhong Liyu took a deep look at these people, and then walked away with heavy steps.

Zhanyan sat under the osmanthus tree, smelling the faint fragrance of osmanthus, and the longing in her heart began to overflow. Zhong Liyu has been away for seven days. She counted the days day by day, feeling that time was frozen, and she was not moving forward at all. Same, it turns out that what people say is like three autumns apart is actually true, she doesn't even know how many autumns it has been.

Qingyun watched his young lady sitting on the soft couch under the tree in a daze again, and couldn't help but stepped forward to chat with her: "Miss, are you missing the prince again?"

Zhanyan smiled weakly, and said frankly: "Yes, I'm really not used to seeing you for a few days, Qingyun, this feeling is really uncomfortable."

Qingyun smiled and said: "Miss, although I don't know what it feels like, but looking at Miss's appearance, I should feel very bad." Qingyun feels that Miss has been a little depressed these days. When talking to the baby with his stomach on his stomach, the expression on his face is more vivid, and he is in a daze at other times.

Zhanyan tilted her head to glance at Qingyun, and said with a half-smile: "Qingyun, you are not young anymore, should you marry?" Zhanyan rubbed her forehead, women in this era are already older girls at 20 years old If you don't marry again, it will be even more difficult to find in the future.

Qingyun blushed, and said awkwardly: "Miss, please stop teasing the servant, the servant wants to serve you for the rest of his life, so he doesn't want to marry."

Zhanyan saw Qingyun's awkward look, and said earnestly: "Qingyun, life is so long, let's find someone to accompany me for the rest of my life. It's a pity that I don't love vigorously once in my life. I don't want You have no regrets."

"Miss, I never thought that a servant girl is a maidservant. Things like love are too strange to a servant girl."

"Qingyun, love does not distinguish between people's status and status. Because you have never tried it, it feels strange. When you meet the person you are destined for, you will know that loving someone is actually very happy. Things." Zhong Liyu's image appeared in Zhanyan's mind again, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, he was the one who made her feel happy, that feeling was as good as drinking wine made by herself, sweet but not sweet. greasy.

Seeing the satisfied expression on her young lady's face, Qingyun couldn't help being a little envious. Maybe, the young lady is right, but, I don't know if I am lucky enough to meet my destined lover?Qingyun looks at the sky, and after living 20 years of life, he begins to have new expectations.

Zhong Liyu walked into Lixiangyuan, and saw his wife sitting quietly on the soft couch at a glance, with a pair of beautiful jade-like hands gently supporting her swollen belly.The little sweet-scented osmanthus left on the osmanthus tree was blown off by the wind and landed on her snow-white skirt, but she ignored it.At this time, she was looking at Qingyun and smiling tenderly, and she didn't even notice that she had walked in.

"Yan'er, when did you get so happy?" Zhong Liyu said softly, watching her smile happily, felt that it was really worthwhile to drive around day and night these days.

Zhanyan's body seemed to be frozen, and he turned around blankly, and saw the man he had been thinking about day and night, looking at him obsessively. His hair was a little messy, and a little beard grew on his face. He seemed to be very tired, but those eyes overflowed with joy the moment he saw him. He who loves cleanliness on weekdays, the clothes on his body are a bit ruined at the moment, but it doesn't affect his beauty. He still looks like this Demagogy.

Zhong Liyu saw that his wife was staring at him stupidly, he let out a chuckle, walked forward quickly, and stood beside his wife, just when he wanted to hug her into his arms, this foolishly looked at him The woman finally came to her senses, got up quickly, and threw herself directly into his arms, hugging him tightly with a pair of small hands, and buried her head deeply in his arms.

He was very satisfied with his wife's initiative to throw himself into his arms, his heart was as soft as a pool of water, he stretched out his hand, and hugged her tightly.

Qingyun looked at the two people who were embracing each other, and silently backed away.

The two hugged each other for a long time, both were reluctant to part, Zhanyan raised his head, and said softly: "Husband, I miss you so much."

It's just such a sentence, which seems to be able to dispel all the fatigue of Zhong Liyu's overnight journey, but for a moment, he suddenly felt full of strength all over his body, and he said hoarsely: "Yan'er, I miss you more, I miss you so much that I can't sleep. To come back and see you soon."

(End of this chapter)