My Empress Likes Handsome Guy

Jiang Dong asked, "why?"

Song Xiuchen said: "no why, I seem to know Tongchuan better than the girl."

Jiang Dong said with a smile, "you call me girl? Don't you see that I'm actually a Taoist nun? "

Song Xiuchen seems to have noticed the broad Taoist robe on her body, "it was I who was abrupt."

Jiang Dong stepped forward and asked him, "is there any good scenery in Tongchuan City?"

"There is a Qinghe River. There are Nuo dance performances on the river these days. Do you want to see it?"

Jiang Dong's heart is a pain, she said with a smile: "you this bodyguard, originally did not go out to patrol the city, is to visit the place of fireworks."

Song Xiuchen shook his head slightly, "this is not true. I never go to the place of fireworks."

Jiang Dong walked in front of him and said, "yes, I heard that there are many painted boats on the Qinghe River. They are also famous flower boats. The night Sheng Xiao is the tomb of heroes in gentle countryside. "

"I never go to those boats," song Xiuchen said

Jiang Dong: "Oh?" He said, looking at him, "won't your wife allow it?"

Song Xiuchen was stunned for a moment and nodded his head and said, "yes, she doesn't want to go. I don't want to go either."

Jiang Dong pretended to look at the moon carelessly, "why don't you go home? Your wife must be waiting for you to go home so late?"

Song Xiuchen walked beside her, light way: "go to Qinghe to see Nuo dance, follow me."

Jiang Dong settled down, looking at his figure, some lonely, some lonely. She thought about it for a while, and then she asked, "Why are you angry?"

"I'm not angry," he said

Jiang Dong sighed a little and asked, "why do you like to watch Nuo dance?"

Song Xiuchen's eyes revealed the remote memories, "she likes it."

Jiang Dong moved slightly in his heart, "is she the woman you like?"

Song Xiuchen shook his head, "No

"No?"

"She's the one I love."

Jiang Dong did not speak and walked quietly beside him. In the silent street, only the sound of two people's footsteps, stepping on the yellow leaves, rustled.

In a moment, to a water bank, he felt a rope in the reeds and pulled out a boat. "Go up."

Jiang Dongyao shook his head and said, "it's so far away that I can't cross it."

Song Xiuchen then took the lead to step on the boat board and extended a hand to her. Jiang Dong looked at that pair of cold and slender hands in the moonlight, hesitated for a moment, also stretched out his hand.

Instead of holding her hand, he took her wrist and pulled her up.

Jiang Dong asked: "when you first met me, who did you think I was?"

Song Xiuchen said nothing.

Jiang Dongdao: "it seems that you have very sad things, can't talk to people."

Song Xiuchen didn't wave the oar, but the boat rowed toward the brightly lit curtain waterside pavilion in the middle of the river. He stood in the bow of the boat with his hands down. The autumn wind pulled up his wide sleeves, and his hair rose slightly. In the moonlight, Jiang Dong found that his hair was unnaturally black and dull.

He turned back and said, "don't you think it's impolite to ask me about my sadness without knowing my name?"

Jiang Dong returned to his senses and asked, "what's your name?"

He didn't reply. Suddenly, he raised a water knife on the water and attacked Jiang Dong directly. An old voice cried, "stay!"

Jiang Dong stood still, and song Xiuchen stepped forward and stopped her in front of her and said coldly, "the imperial eunuch Yao Jian! Wanton

The water knife flew an inch in front of the Xiuchen of Song Dynasty. Suddenly, it was still and could not move forward. Song Xiuchen raised his feet and gently touched the boat. The water knife immediately exploded and turned into countless drops of water. He stretched out his sleeve to block the water drops, so as not to splash on Jiang Dong's body.

At the same time, an old man with white whiskers appeared in front of the boat, suspended on the water. Seeing song Xiuchen, he was shocked, "Huang..." Literature in writing 520 www.bxwx520xs.com

Song Xiuchen said: "you still know the fear!"

The old man swallowed the address he wanted to blurt out, and said in a trembling voice, "Lao Dao has found a strange Qi machine. The woman beside you..."

Song Xiuchen looked back at Jiang Dong, and Jiang Dong said with a smile, "strange Qi, is that me?"

The old man said in a deep voice, "this girl is different. Please Be careful, young master. "

Song Xiuchen waved his sleeve, "it's none of your business. Go."

The old man hesitated for a moment and turned to fly to the shore.

Jiang Dong clapped his hands and said with no sincerity: "good Kung Fu!"

Song Xiuchen said: "it's a friend of mine. Excuse me."

Jiang Dong continued to smile and say, "young master, this friend is so powerful. What is it, Yao Jian? "

Song Xiuchen did not speak, and the boat rowed to the waterside pavilion. Jiang Dong said, "why did no one paddle, and the boat came here by itself?"

Song Xiuchen took the lead in stepping onto the wooden corridor, and turned back and stretched out a hand to Jiang Dong. Jiang Dong directly reached out and took his hand. He raised his eyebrows and pulled her ashore. He immediately let go of her hand.Jiang Dong asked, "is my hand very hot?"

"What's the answer?"

"Why do you feel like holding a hot potato?"

He said frankly: "men and women give and receive, what's more, as a woman's crown, you have more rules."

Jiang Dong smiles, "I this female crown actually repairs is carefree way, does not have those rules."

"Oh?" After a few steps, he suddenly asked, "where to practice?"

Jiang Dongdao: "travel around the world, there is no Taoist temple."

"Have you been to many places?"

"Yes, I have seen the sea and the snow mountain."

The voice falls, song Xiuchen footstep pause, "snow mountain, also have been to?"

"Seen thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow."

Song Xiuchen was slightly distracted, "what a long way of ice, thousands of miles of snow..."

They walked to the wooden table in the water corridor and sat down. They could see the Nuo dance performance in the hall. Jiang Dong looked around, "Why are we the only audience?"

"Usually, I'm the only one in the audience. Maybe it's too far from here. "

"Then why did no one give us tea and fruit to entertain us, the boss in the waterside pavilion?"

"Nuo dance is a prayer to the gods, not an ordinary dance feast."

"Pray for what?"

Jiang Dong looked at him, but he only looked at the dance in the hall and said, "pray."

Jiang Dong watched for a while, instead of going to see the nude dance, he looked at Xiuchen with his cheek.

"I'm very strange?" asked song Xiuchen gently

Jiang Dong smiles: "I just see you look good-looking, can't help but see more, since you don't like it, then I won't see it."

Then she turned her head and looked at the water outside the corridor. The shadow of the moon fell in the water. She asked softly, "look for the moon in the water. What you get is a fake."

She sprang to her feet and plunged into the water.

Song Xiuchen looked at the past and was silent for a moment. He got up and climbed over the wooden railing and plunged into the water. He lifted her struggling in the water to the surface of the water. He said in a cold voice, "since I know it's fake, what else can I get?"

In the cold river, Jiang Dong looks at him, and the lantern hanging from the waterside pavilion shines on his face. His black hair has turned gray, and the black ink on his forehead is constantly flowing down and dirty.

After staring at his hair for a long time, she whispered in a trill, "why is your hair white?"