Economic and Trade Song Dynasty

Chapter 157 The Most Unforgettable Youth

If ten things are unsatisfactory, you might as well do one thing you particularly like.

This sentence was like a curse, circling in Yuxuedu's heart over and over again.

"Then what can be called liking?" He suddenly opened his beautiful clear eyes and asked.

Qin Juan was a little startled.

Pursing his lips, he replied: "I think what I like is that it can make you full of strength when doing these things. Even if it snows and rains that day, it won't affect your happy mood. You can still be happy." Feeling joyful and full of heart, the things you like are what inspire you, are optimistic, and can bring you joy.”

"You are." The child said suddenly.

Qin Juan froze for a moment, apparently not understanding why he said that suddenly.

Yuxuedu didn't feel happy to have him, even though it rained continuously in those few days, it didn't affect this joy. "

"..." No matter how stupid Qin Juan was in terms of emotions, he understood it, and for a while didn't know what to say.

He simply wanted to stand up and stay away from Yuxuedu.

Where did Yuxuedu let him go, grabbed his wrist and said: "Brother Qin Juan, can you be my master? I don't mean anything else, it's your powerful ability..."

"Such a powerful ability is upward, inspiring, and can induce me to be positive and optimistic, so you are my joy."

Qin Juan's face was hot, so the kid didn't like it that way. While he let out a long breath, he cursed himself for being wrong just now.

He was silent for a while, then looked at Yu Xuedu: "I'll be sleepy after a night of sleep."

Only then did Yu Xuedu slowly let go of his hand.

When Qin Juan lay back on the haystack, he was obviously sleepy, but he couldn't fall asleep.

He was thinking about how he felt when he met Fox?His appearance is weak but no trace of weakness can be felt, his eyes are pitiful, his tone is tough, and he has a nobleness that cannot be ignored.

He could still vaguely remember the Huhu that day, even the temperature of his fingertips.

He thought strangely of Ning Bai, the man who gave him the foundation of internal energy, so powerful...

He shot an arrow through his chest unintentionally, and he sincerely wanted to teach him

The corner of Qin Juan's lips pressed, it seemed that it would be good to have an apprentice.

A fox can't give birth to a child who looks like this...

Thinking of this, Qin Juan actually laughed out loud.

If this child is not the son of Prince Tata, he may still consider it.

After an unknown amount of time, a shallow breathing sound came from not far away, and Qin Juan knew that Yu Xuedu had fallen asleep.

After about a quarter of an hour, the big tall man came in with a servant and carried the barrel away.

The two moved lightly so as not to wake them up, but when they walked out of the cell, Qin Juan suddenly called to stop them.

Because Qin Juan's voice was soft, the tall man stopped for a while, and looked over with some uncertainty.

Qin Juan noticed the purple belt tied around the waist of the tall man, and shouted to the tall man, just wanting the tall man to stop so that he could take a closer look.

Big Tall "Do you have any orders..."

"Don't expose the waistband of your trousers, you Wang Shizi don't like slaves with disheveled clothes."

The big tall one was taken aback and nodded: "Thank you for reminding me."

When the tall man came to deliver breakfast the next morning, he didn't show his belt anymore.

Qin Juan breathed a sigh of relief, sat upright and began to eat.

People from the Boyawu family have come to Gona City, and they should know his exact location by now.

He can prepare Boya Wu's people to rob the dungeon at any time, so he will secretly adjust his internal strength in the past few days so that he can escape when the time comes.

Even though he is very unaccustomed to the cheese-based food of the Tata people, even if it is grilled meat, cheese is also included.

Yu Xuedu thought that Qin Juan was gradually getting used to the food here, and was even a little happy.

However, things turned around so quickly.

Three days later, when their food camp and kitchen camp were burned, more than a dozen men in black sneaked into the dungeon.

The cell bosses were no match for the Bo Yawu elite, and soon they rushed into the dungeon.

The moment he saw the man in black rushing in, Yu Xuedu had already realized something, but he still maintained the majesty of a prince, and a few words made those people stop for a while.

At this moment, Qin Juan frowned slightly. He who was changing clothes suddenly stopped. Killing Prince Tata's son seemed to be beneficial to the overall situation, but in fact it was not appropriate.

"Don't touch him."

When he turned around and left with the man in black, Yu Xuedu called him, "Brother Qin Juan."

The voice is very light, faint, with a child's unique ethereal.

but.

Because Qin Juan turned his back to him, he didn't see the indifference and resentment on his face.

He hated this feeling so much, it was the first time he hated it so much that he wanted to kill, kill everyone here...

Qin Juan, he shouldn't have left his back

From the time when he stood in the position of the crown prince, under one person and above tens of thousands of people, all he wanted was what was offered by other people's hands, and no one had ever treated him like this.

Leave him behind, no nostalgia at all.

And at this moment, he was so damn weak, he was restrained in twos and threes, and he could only use the most incompetent way to beg him to turn back.

In his memory, he only used this tone to call his father.

Expectant, apprehensive, and with a hint of coquettishness.

But that lone wolf-like boy, he didn't look back, but quickly disappeared into the inner passage of the dungeon.

The reason why Qin Juan didn't dare to stay for too long was too simple. It was nothing more than not wanting to hurt the Boyawu family. If they stayed too long, they might be arrested.

He left in a hurry, following Boya Wu's people to rush out here.

Because of the burning of the grain and grass camp and the kitchen camp, they escaped smoothly, but they also lost a few elites.

That night, Boyawu's entire army withdrew from the city of Gona.

On the galloping carriage, Qin Juan saw Zhao Huaizhi who was unconscious.

Zhao Huaizhi lay weak and pale in front of him like this, as if he had lost all vitality.

Qin Juan held Zhao Huaizhi's hand in the carriage, which was simple in appearance and had everything inside.

There were only two of them in the carriage, Qin Juan pressed his lips to Zhao Huaizhi's ear, his eyes turned red: "Zhao Huaizhi, wake up soon, okay, you said you would accompany me to raise sheep..."

He is too stupid to say anything romantic, the most romantic thing he can think of at this moment is raising sheep with Zhao Huaizhi...

Raise a thousand sheep.

It's best to double it next year...

Zhao Huaizhi sat in the flock of sheep and hugged the cutest one. It would be great if he could find someone who could draw.

Zhao Huaizhi's appearance as a shepherd must be very good-looking

Thinking of this, Qin Juan's heart hurts, Zhao Huaizhi must be fine.

He suddenly hugged Zhao Huaizhi's shoulders, stared at Zhao Huaizhi, his whole body was hot, and said viciously: "Zhao Huaizhi, if you don't wake up again, believe it or not... believe it or not..."

As he spoke, he pressed his lips down and pressed them against Zhao Huaizhi's.

He desperately hoped to use this method to make Zhao Huaizhi's pale lips red...

He didn't want something to happen to Zhao Huaizhi, the military doctor asked him to wake up Zhao Huaizhi, and he foolishly did so.

It's all good, can you wake up quickly.

If you die, what is left in my life

In the past, you only wanted me to live a good life, protect me, and spare no effort to help me. I didn't even have the ability to repay you...

And how could you... how could you die in front of me!

Qin Juan frantically took off Zhao Huaizhi's outer robe and inner garment, and pressed his lips down his neck...

The clothes are all gone, and the lantern in the center of the roof is shaking, bright and dark.

The car curtains woven with golden silk are radiant and colorful, which can't stop the beauty inside the car.

The enthusiasm of a young man is as strong as fire and as mellow as wine.

And that beautiful man, the snow-white... is covered with...

Mottled marks.

Everything shows the enthusiasm of the teenager.

Tears welled up in his eyes almost at the moment of bursting out.

His eyes had not been moistened by tears for a long time.

Lying on the bed, he looked at Zhao Huaizhi who was as fragile as a broken leaf and was about to be wiped out. He slapped himself hard, but the moment he lowered his hand, he was grabbed by the wrist.

He was so shocked that he wished his soul would fly away, everything was unreal.

Is Zhao Huaizhi awake?

At this moment, he didn't even dare to turn his head to look at

Zhao Huaizhi, are you awake...

He closed his eyes and asked in an inaudible voice.

The man didn't answer him, but while releasing his wrist, he patted the back of his hand heavily.

While feeling the pain, Qin Juan also understood what Zhao Huaizhi meant.

Zhao Huaizhi was simply... teaching him a lesson about slapping himself just now.

The moment he understood, his heart throbbed for a while, and he held Zhao Huaizhi's hand tightly behind his back.

Just wake up.

Without continuing to lie down, Qin Juan got up and told the people outside that he still needed medicine.

Hearing this, everyone in the Boyawu Clan knew that their patriarch had woken up, and they couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, their restless hearts were finally at ease.

Zhao Huaizhi had the strength to speak after eating and drinking medicine.

But this opening made Qin Juan want to jump off the car.

"How do you know that being happy with me can save me?"

Like a thousand-year-old fox.

"..." Qin Juan's face turned red, white, and blue.

Zhao Huaizhi, you'll die if you don't talk coquettishly, won't you...

Qin Juan froze, not daring to move, and just sat there.

Zhao Huaizhi likes his appearance the most, he is reserved, unrefined, honest and honest... The sincerity of a young man is really the best love for love.

Much warmer than that flower wine.

"Sit here, let me see your face." His calm tone, combined with his nobility, is like a king, without emotion, and without showing any affectation