A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

It's not that Shu Ange sticks to his family's views, and his thoughts are too pedantic.

Lu Zhiyuan is both civil and military, and looks better than Pan An. Even if he comes from a poor family, he does not worry about being attracted to him.

Zhou Lingrong was spoiled by the Tang family. She was not good at knitting, the housekeeper was not good at managing accounts, and even the name of a talented girl was tricked by people.

There is a saying in modern times to describe her as particularly appropriate, ugly and beautiful.

Thinking of this, Shu Ange laughed outright: "Brother Guangzhao, are you afraid that I will be unhappy?"

"This... involves Zhou Mansion after all."

Chen Guangzhao knew that Shu Ange was at odds with Zhou Lingrong, but she wasn't sure what she was thinking.

"Zhou's house is Zhou's house, and Zhou Lingrong is Zhou Lingrong. Tell Lu Gongzi a word for me, some people fall off their feet like toads, and even if they are poisoned, they will be disgusting. It has nothing to do with me."

Sisterhood doesn't exist. Facing a person who always wants to stab himself, and can't wait to peel himself to the bone, Shu Ange can't feel sympathy at all.

Chen Guangzhao looked at Shu Ange with a gentle expression, her playful and lovely appearance made him ticklish and wanted to rub her.

"Why do you look at me like this, like a rabbit?"

Shu Ange glanced at Chen Guangzhao, lowered his head and sketched Chinese characters with his fingertips on the snow.

One stroke at a time, Zhou Zhou Zhengzheng.

Chen Guangzhao quietly moved his gaze and saw a word Chen.

He couldn't help it, and his bright smile was a bit silly.

Chen, Guang, Zhao.

Her fingertips traced his name on the snow, and in his heart, it was like a small hand was writing and drawing.

"This name is very bright when you read it, and it also brightens your heart when you read it."

Shu Ange made the following comments, but Chen Guangzhao felt that she was his shining light.

"It's getting late, you go back quickly, I'm going back to my room to sleep too."

Shu Ange beat his shoulders with his fists and stretched his waist.

It turned out that before they knew it, the two had been on the roof for half an hour.

The time with her was always so unbearable.

Chen Guangzhao still had a lot to say, but looking at her smiling eyes, he felt that those words would never be finished in a lifetime.

"Take care of yourself...next spring, I- will be back."

He wanted to say that he would come to propose marriage next spring.

Would you like to?

But such a question seems to question her.

If she didn't have him in her heart, how could she sit on the eaves with him on such a cold day, enjoy the snow and the moon together, and gossip without boundaries.

"Okay, I made green plum wine and saved this year's snow, waiting for you in Lingzhou City."

Shu Ange smiled and took two steps forward, turned back and beckoned to Chen Guangzhao, and jumped off the roof lightly.

Her back disappeared into the snow.

Her smiling brows filled his chest.

Chen Guangzhao looked back at the words on the snow, using the flute as a sword, and added a name and a poem below.

The wind blows, the people go away, and the moonlight shines on the snow-covered roof.

Chen, Guang, Zhao.

Week, order, instrument.

May I be like the star and the moon, and the lights are bright every night.

The miscellaneous talk of the city of Lingzhou is always a cycle of ten days and a half months.

Take this winter as an example, Zhou and Wei were the first to leave their relatives. At first, it was said that the eldest Miss Zhou was too unruly and willful, and she was jealous before she got married.

Later, it was said that Wei Qinghong was mean and unsympathetic, and had caused human life in his hands.

Qiongmei's banquet was a topic of conversation for a long time. Wei Qinghong was beaten at the banquet and became a joke.

The sons of the noble princes spent ten days studying in Lingzhou City, and they also attracted many romantic lawsuits.

The most hilarious of them all was, of course, Zhou Lingrong, the young lady of the Zhou family. In order to cook cooked rice with raw rice, he actually tried to make a fairy jump and design Young Master Lu.

This is an explosion from the inn running hall. It has nose and eyes, and people have to believe it.

The Zhou family's attitude was even more suspicious. If this had not happened, the Zhou family would certainly not have easily let go of those who spread rumors.

This time, no matter how it was spread outside, the Zhou family looked a bit like a man with their tails between their tails.

The eyes of the common people are sharp, and Lu Zhiyuan once mentioned in public that he hates being calculated the most in his life, and don't think about him pinching his nose and being bored.

Taking care of each other, Zhou Lingrong's next job was almost confirmed.

Shu Ange also acted as a melon eater, and expressed deep sympathy to Lu Zhiyuan.

In the twelfth lunar month, Li Shixin asked Xiaolian to bring a letter to Shu Ange.

Her engagement with Qin Jinhua was dissolved, and Li Shiqin was sent to learn the rules with her grandmother in the countryside.

Shu Ange didn't know exactly what happened, but she was sincerely happy for Li Shixin.

Stay away from wolves, tigers and leopards before you can meet Ruyi Langjun.

Li Kangran is a promising person. Under his protection, Li Shixin's future need not be worried.

In the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, the wind blows like a knife.

Shu Ange hid in the boudoir ~www.readwn.com~ nibbling on melon seeds, Qingyun hurried over: "Miss, Madam asked you to come to the main courtyard, the person who does the work is here."

"Falun Gong? Who did the government invite to do the practice?"

Shu Ange lifted his eyelids, discarded the skin of the melon seeds, and grabbed a handful of watermelon seeds fried in summer.

"I invited Master Huikong from Yunshan Temple, and the lady also said that she would do a ritual for the first lady, and the lady must go there."

The high-sounding reason made Shu Ange laugh. If she didn't know the plot, she really thought that Mrs. Tang's conscience found that she wanted to do something for the first lady.

Why did this group of people just accept it when they didn't understand? Shu Ange didn't plan to kill them all, but they kept jumping and dying.

"If that's the case, let's clean up."

Shu Ange put the melon seeds on the plate, changed clothes, and walked towards the main courtyard with Qingyun and Qingtuan.

As the Chinese New Year is approaching, the Fuzhong has changed drastically. The trees are hung with red silk and satin, and the wind chimes with clear sound are hung under the eaves.

Before entering the main courtyard, Shu Ange heard the melodious and ethereal Sanskrit singing.

There was a different aura in the air, Shu Ange was awe-inspiring, and he was more cautious about the upcoming battle.

Liu Yun wore the uniform of the Zhou family's maid, with a double conch bun, and followed behind the Tang family uneasily.

She was so excited that her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

After today, she can become "Zhou Lingyi" again, Liu Yun is really fed up with being a slave.

"The lantern is hung like this, and the talisman paper is pasted on the mansion for a circle."

Shu Ange suspected that if she was really a monster, she would have been scared away by such a big battle.

"Lingyi, come to my mother's place."

Mrs. Tang smiled kindly, and Shu Ange, who was familiar with her temperament, sneered in her heart, and her feet were as motionless as roots.

"Amitabha, long time no see, donor Zhou."

"Hello, Master Huikong."

After saying hello without smiling, Shu Ange left the living room and went to the yard.

After she left, Master Huikong showed a thoughtful look on his face. Mr. Tang was anxious and worried, for fear that the master's clever trick would not come in handy.

In order to ask the master's plan clearly, Mrs. Tang specially sent out all the maids around her.

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