Chapter 33 Charming Medicine

"Go!"

Zhao Qing'an pulled Chu Ruoxi and left. Whatever the reason, she was the person who should not have appeared here.

Chu Ruoxi put aside his doubts and followed Zhao Qing'an as he was about to leave. The arrows flew in, "The assassin is inside. Don't let them run away."

The machete scratched in the air, and the talking officer and soldier fell to the ground.

"What should I do?"

Zhao Qing'an looked at Chu Ruoxi and was a little worried.

Chu Ruoxi thought for a moment, "They are here to save the general. Are you waiting for them to rush in to 'save' you, or go out and show up now?"

"What will you do?"

"Alin will take me away."

"No, that's too dangerous. I'll go first..."

Another loud noise interrupted the conversation between the two, and the wall collapsed. Looking through the window, Chu Ruoxi's face was shocked, and a group of imperial forest soldiers in brocade robes rode around the same tall horse prince.

"Why did he come here?"

Zhao Qing'an also saw it and exclaimed, "Your Highness!"

The prince sat on the BMW, exuding a natural nobleness. His slightly squeezed lips showed the importance he attached to this matter. His eyes looked like stars at the fight in the yard and gradually frowned.

So many officers and soldiers can't even hold one person? The royal face has been lost

"Your Highness, don't let the divine machine camp shoot arrows directly and shoot these traitors to death." An official sensed the prince's displeasure and offered him advice.

"Unhua, General Zhao's whereabouts are unknown. What if he is inside and accidentally hurts him?"

He was scolded by the prince, and the man retreated sadly.

"Shhu Hui, take him down."

The prince's hermit Shu Hui fell from the sky like a ghost and shot at Qiao Alin with a sword.

Qiao Alin sensed a chill coming, and his body was biased. "When" the two couldn't help being secretly surprised, and their opponents were very strong!

Qiao Alin was restrained by Shu Hui, and the officers and soldiers went straight to the house where Chu Ruoxi was located.

Zhao Qing'an was about to welcome out when a "pop" sounded over the yard, like fireworks, attracting everyone's attention.

A woman in purple fell down from the fireworks. The good smell slowly followed her body and spread. Some officers and soldiers saw her eyes straight and drooled, which was very funny.

"Protect Your Highness."

The people around the prince first reacted and aimed their bows and arrows at the woman on the field.

The woman** has two feet, light body, and her misty eyes look shallowly at the prince, and her voice is even weak and boneless. "Today is my son's fasting day. The prince is happy and quiet. Would you please give my son face, leave first, and choose another treasure to break the kindness and resentment?"

"Presumptuous, ignorant woman, do you know who you are talking to? What is your son? How dare you intervene in the official capture of thieves?

The woman's smiling face was murderous. So many people present did not know how she would take action. The man who drank her fell straight from the horse and howled beside the horse's leg, but could not move.

"This man's mouth is so clean that he can't even stand it? "Ge..." The murderous spirit on her face was fleeting, giggling, and even her body trembled slightly. Well, the slave family's words are clear. I don't know if it's convenient for you?"

She spoke gently, as if begging for everyone's opinions. She was so weak as a little woman who was in big trouble asking for help, and she couldn't bear to refuse.

However, after the people present saw her means, their faces changed greatly. Those who aimed at her with bows and arrows were shaking their hands. Her appearance was too strange, and the arrows in their hands dared to shoot out. It was a question of their lives after shooting.

The prince was guarded by heavy guards. There was no timidity on his handsome and gentle face. He looked at the woman in purple with a trace of anger in his eyes, "Who is your son? Let him come out to meet?"

As a prince, the spirit of the heavenly family naturally revealed that the woman in purple dared not underestimate him.

"Please forgive me if you can't see outsiders when you fast." She took two steps towards the prince, and the fragrance hit her nose. Many guards and soldiers actually felt like they were drunk in the flowers, and there was a trace of confusion in their eyes.

"Real?" The prince's voice was no longer so cold and arrogant, and became a little soft. "Since it's inconvenient, that's all."

The woman giggled and smiled charmingly. The prince's eyes became softer. He actually had the impulse to get off the horse and take the woman into his arms.

"The master's demeanor is extraordinary. He will never care about the slave family. The night is already deep, and the slave family asks him to cherish his body."

The prince felt that what she said was very reasonable, "Okay, I'm going back to the palace."

Hearing the word "back to the palace", Shu Hui seemed to wake up in a dream. With a "sh", the long sword went straight into the woman's left chest. "Be careful, everyone, this woman used the fragrance of lost soul."

The woman's body was crooked, and the sword body attached to Shu Hui like a snake wrapped around him, giggling straightly, "I have said to go back to the palace. How dare you not be disrespectful and bold."

Shu Hui was shocked. Her sword clearly stabbed her body, but her strength was like a mud cow into the sea and was taken nowhere by her. She retreated all over.

She wanted to play the sword again, but the woman did not love to fight. Her body rose in the air like a nine-day mysterious girl. She was extremely fast and extremely elegant. "Thank you for your success. The slave family will leave first."

Shu Hui wanted to fly to chase. Seeing the prince's confused eyes, he had to order the officers and soldiers to pursue the woman's whereabouts and return to the prince.

And Chu Ruoxi was sniffed by the faint fragrance, and a familiar feeling surged up. This was the unique soulless fragrance of the owner of the Chenxiang Pavilion 100 years ago. She saw that the fragrance was powerful and immediately prepared, but she was still a little confused.

I felt that a figure appeared quietly and took her away from the prince. In front of her was a quiet courtyard. In the hexagonal pavilion, a man stood up and looked at the curved moon in the sky, giving people infinite reverie.

This figure seemed to have known each other before. Chu Ruoxi moved his mind and walked up to him.

"Sure enough, he is a prince."

His ink hair spread casually, and his hair was enchanting and charming on his handsome face, but it did not damage his masculinity.

"Is the girl in trouble again tonight?" He turned his body sideways, and the deep waves were like the vast night sky, so that Chu Ruoxi could not see what was hidden in it, but he had an impulse to explore.

Hearing the joking meaning of his words, Chu Ruoxi was too lazy to talk about the rules with him, "Isn't there a prince here? Even if I encounter more trouble, what's the matter?

The corners of the man's mouth rose slightly, inadvertently showing the funny smile in his heart, "I took my own initiative to invite the girl to my garden. Isn't the girl annoyed with me?"

Chu Ruoxi slandered in her heart: Didn't you do it all? Still pretending to be a gentleman!

He smiled indifferently, "The prince is not an idle person. Bringing me here is by no means a moment of fun. I don't know what the prince wants me to do?"

"Hahaha, you worry too much. I'm just bored, so I want to find someone to accompany me for a cup of tea and pass the time."

"Thank you for your good intentions, but Ruoxi feels very unfair. Who am I? I believe that it is difficult to beat the prince, but I don't know if the prince can tell Ruoxi that Ruoxi has a friend who can cook tea and chat.

The man seems to be casual, but in fact everything is fine. On the stone platform in the pavilion, there is a set of exquisite tea sets. On the small stove on one side, the kettle rises with white fog, and the water is just right.

In his previous life, Chu Ruoxi often cooked tea with that person. He was quite good at making tea. While talking, he had sent a cup of fragrant tea to the man.

The man smiled and reached out to take it. "It seems that I have a good vision. I've found the right person tonight."

"The prince is at best. Can you tell Ruoxi one or two, so that you and I won't be separated like this."

"The name is just a title. If Miss Xi thinks that I am a friend, then Ziyang doesn't need to hide it from his friends.

Liang Ziyang said his name lightly, put the tea in front of him, and nodded slightly, "It's really a good tea."

Chu Ruoxi is not as casual as him. She secretly beats the three words "Liang Ziyang" in her heart. All the memories of her past and present life are mentioned. What are the big men surnamed Liang?

No, there is really no one in my memory who can put Liang Ziyang in front of him. Isn't he a son of a family? Is it a rising star?

"Does Ruoxi don't like Junshan Silver Needle?"

Chu Ruoxi's face was embarrassed, "Msir Liang misunderstood. I'm thinking that this silver needle was picked a few days before Tomb-sweeping Day, not that I don't like it."

"It's a pity that I don't drink today, otherwise I will definitely punish the girl for a drink. This is what I want on the rainy day."

He smiled faintly, "Don't think nonsense. When the tea is cold, you will lose this taste."

Chu Ruoxi gently squeezed it: "Tea tasting is about wine, and Mr. Liang should be punished."

The dark clouds covered the moon, and the pavilion was dark for a moment. Liang Ziyang waved his arm, and a smell of wine overflowed.

When the dark clouds retreated, Chu Ruoxi didn't know where he changed the pot of wine and smiled freely. "It's really punishable. That Ziyang is not polite."

"Guru"

Chu Ruoxi suspected that he poured half a pot in one breath, and he smiled more proudly. "Fasting is an excuse to calm down. Now that Miss Ruoxi is with you, Ziyang doesn't have to do that cover people's ears anymore. Do you want wine or tea?"

Chu Ruoxi was worried about Qiao Alin's safety and wanted to go back to find him earlier, but she wanted to find out the origin of this man. She knew that he was not simple and did not dare to be careless. She whispered, "Let's have tea."

Liang Ziyang was not reluctant. He was like a ** literati. He shook his long sleeves, his hair fluttered in the wind, and raised his head with a big mouth, "Rejoice!"

"Mr. Liang is really bold. He is not as unreal as those so-called decent gentlemen. If you look at Dazhou, only Peng Huaidong, the doctor of the imperial council, is the only one who can be similar to Mr. Liang's temperament. Unfortunately..."

Chu Ruoxi deliberately talked about Peng Huaidong, who was implicated in the murder of Qin Yongzhong. He wanted to try what this Liang Ziyang was. If he was from the emperor, he would be dissatisfied with Chu Yuanshan. If he was from Chu Yuanshan, of course, the opportunity was very small, then he would scold Peng Huaidong. , or not on his side, but he has his own opinion.

"Peng Huaidong? Who is he? However, if Miss Ruoxi compared him with my Liang Ziyang, she must not be an ordinary man.

What? He didn't even know who was involved in the Qin Yongzhong case that shocked the world. How is this possible?