Chapter 3 Naihe Bridge

The first sun in the morning came into the room. The sun reflected in front of the bed. Qingning turned over and put a hard object on her chest. The pain made her wake up a little. At this time, she felt that her head was also faintly painful. She slowly opened her eyes and found that she was holding a white porcelain wine pot in her hand. Looking at the sunshine outside the window, she remembered that she was no longer in the house at this time. She sat up and looked at the light of the sun. Last night's memory came like a tide. She suddenly opened her eyes, and the wine pot in her arms fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.

She quickly turned around and found that there was a man sleeping beside her. Her memory overlapped with reality. She opened her mouth. Although her face was full of consterren, she did not dare to make a sound.

She clearly remembers what happened last night. She remembers that the two just had a few words of a brief chat last night, but Mo Yun didn't know why he drank wine alone. Sometimes she would drink a few cups, but it was not better than his wine. She was a little dizzy without a few drinks, so she simply stopped drinking and ate on the table. These are a few simple dishes.

I don't know how long it took. With a muffled sound, Qingning quickly turned his head and found that the wine glass in Mo Yun's hand had already been crushed by him. The scarlet blood dripped on the ground through his fingers and turned into a little red flower, which was shocking. Seeing this, Qingning was about to stand up when he heard a faint voice coming from his mouth.

"Why did you still leave me? If I lost you, for whom is everything I do now?"

Qingning looked at Mo Yun with some doubt. Seeing that he lowered his head, he couldn't see his eyes clearly, let alone what he said. The three pots had already been drunk by him. Only then did Qingning know that he was drunk and thought of some sad past. "Brother, you are drunk!"

"No!" Mo Yun, like a low roar, slapped the bleeding hand on the table and turned his head to Qingning. At this time, Qingning saw his eyes clearly, painful but resolute. "In order to live a stable life with you, I will try my best to calm the world. Now that you are not here, what's the use of my persistence!"

Qingning's face was full of doubts. Naturally, he didn't understand the meaning of his words. Looking at his bleeding palm, he stopped thinking much. He quickly pulled off a piece of the blue clothes he was wearing and carefully wrapped his hand for fear of touching his wound. Zhong Xuanyu looked at his delicate eyes, as if in a moment, in memory. The eyes overlapped, but the pain in his heart was even clearer. Three years had passed in a blink of an eye. In these three years, he was finally looking for someone. At this moment, he had already lost the ability to recognize. With the hazy drunken eyes, the person he had been looking for seemed to appear in front of him, which made his heart tremble. .

"Brother, wait a minute. I'll go to the store to find a doctor." After Qingning said, she looked up and saw that Mo Yun's eyes seemed to have changed. She quickly moved his eyes, and there was a wave in her heart. She quickly turned around and didn't have time to take a step, but she found that her body was pulled into her arms by a hand wrapped in green cloth.

Qingning was shocked and didn't know how he felt, but an idea emerged. Isn't this Moyun straight? She knew that it was not the time to think about this, but she couldn't help thinking about it. She was about to struggle, but her eyes couldn't help but look at his eyes, which made her stunned and look at his hazy but tender eyes, as if she had known each other. For a while, she forgot to resist.

Then, Qingning did not dare to recall any more, and returned to reality again. Her cheeks were crimson, and she was kissed by a man when she was dressed as a man. For a moment, she couldn't believe it, but it was so real. The pain in her head seemed that she resisted last night. His head kowtowed to the ground, and Mo Yun's body pressed on his body. Then, he fell asleep in an unknown way, and he struggled to drag him to the bed...

The more she thought about it, the more she was at a loss. She stood up and walked back and forth, thinking about the strategy. Is it that he is really not straight? It's a pity that such a handsome man in the world, if not... She was stunned again, and then she opened her teeth and claws. What was she thinking? Now is not the time to think about this. It's better to beat him with a stick for his amnesia...

"Qing brother, what are you going to do?"

A weak and lazy voice came to Qingning's ears. When she heard this sound, her heart trembled again. When she turned around, she showed an innocent smile, "I didn't think about anything, brother, are you awake?"

Qingning knew that she was asking knowingly, but there was nothing she could do. Her heart was blank. She simply tried a few words to avoid embarrassment.

Zhong Xuanyu nodded thoughtfully, and the pain in his palm made him find the wound in his hand. He closed his eyes as if he was thinking about something. The other intact hand rubbed his temple, but was stopped by a pair of cold hands, and then a relaxed and comfortable coldness came from his head.

Qingning's face was embarrassed, but she didn't dare to stop her movements. She even regretted that she couldn't help it. Now she couldn't even ride a tiger. She couldn't do anything, so she simply began to be silent.

There was a blank in Zhong Xuanyu's heart. After being stunned for a moment, he still stopped Qingning's action. "Qing brother bothered. What happened last night? Why don't you remember anything?"

Hearing this, she was a little relieved and quickly waved her hand and said, "Big brother, don't pay attention. Last night, my eldest brother and I were drunk. We accidentally knocked down the wine pot, and the eldest brother's hand would be like this."

Zhong Xuanyu looked at his hand. Last night's memory was still blank. He nodded, "Don't worry about it. It doesn't matter."

As soon as the voice fell, half of the head of the shopkeeper leaned in through the crack of the door. Seeing that both of them woke up, he came in. "Two guests, breakfast is ready. Also, if you have nothing to do, don't go out of the city. Today, I don't know why the whole city is under martial law, and even the gate is the prince's people. It seems to be looking for someone, the city gate. It hasn't been opened. The two guest officials should wait until the army withdraws before leaving the city. After saying that, the shopkeeper smiled respectfully and went out.

The whole city is under martial law, my lord? Could it be... After listening to the words of Xiaoer, Qingning couldn't help but have a bad feeling in his heart. This time, he may really cause big trouble. You can actually do such a thing as martial law and Qingcheng!

"Do you know who the prince is looking for?"

Qingning was pulled back to reality by Mo Yun's voice. She forced a smile and quickly shook her head, "What is the status of the prince? Your brother is a grass-civilian, naturally he doesn't know.

"Let's go and have a look." Before Zhong Xuanyu finished speaking, he walked outside the house.

Qingning quickly followed, "Big brother seems to be very careful about this matter?"

"Well, everyone has curiosity."

Qingning heard the prevaricates in his words, so he did not make a sound and followed him silently.

Although Qingcheng is under martial law, there are still people coming and going in the streets and alleys, and the children's playful voices have not become quiet at all because of the guard. All people seem to be undisturbed and still do what they should do.

Qingning held a folding fan in her hand, with an embarrassed face, and her eyes glanced at the portrait she pasted on the wall. Her heart was full of distress. She was afraid of being recognized by carelessness. She thought, Zhong Qingquan, Zhong Qingquan, what's in your mind, such a big fanfare, and a reward of ten thousand taels! Huh? I'm not done with you!

A portrait was blown to Zhong Xuan's feet by the wind impartially. Qingning saw him stop and stopped together. He bent down to pick up the portrait on the ground. His face was full of doubt. He looked at the beautiful woman and the handsome man behind him. Then he took the portrait in front of Qingning. "Qing brother, you are Locals, do you know the origin of this woman?

"Dang, of course I don't know..." Qingning quickly shook the folding fan, and her heartbeat accelerated a lot. There was even a cold sweat behind her back. She smiled awkwardly and put her hand on Zhong Xuanyu's shoulder. Her eyes couldn't help but see a Fengyue place. In order to reflect the fact of her man, He simply gritted his teeth and forced his other finger to the flower building. "Big brother, don't care about this. Why don't you and my brothers go and have fun?"

"For my brother, I think the woman in this painting seems to be a little similar to the younger brother."

His words made the line of defense in her heart collapse in an instant, and suddenly she coughed violently, as if she had choked to her throat. She shook her hand and coughed violently, and her face had already turned crimson.

Zhong Xuanyu looked at him incomprehensible, threw down the portrait in his hand and patted him gently on the back. "Qingren, instead of going to the place to be happy, it's better to be free in the beautiful scenery of Qingcheng. I think that the first time I come to Qingcheng, I will naturally follow my virtuous brother to enjoy the true beauty of No. 7 Middle School!"

"Do you know the most famous building in Qingcheng?" Qingning cleared his breath and saw that he was not talking much, so he quickly changed his words.

"What building?"

"Naihe Bridge!"

"What's the bridge?" Zhong Xuanyu obviously didn't understand and looked at Qingning with a puzzled face.

"Yes, Naihe Bridge. It is said that this Naihe Bridge is a big building in hell. After death, you must step over the Naihe Bridge, walk again, old age, illness and die, drink Meng Po soup, and then you can forget the seven emotions and six desires, and then be reincarnated. Today, I will ask your brother to take you to Naihe Bridge and drink the Meng Po soup. ? " Qing Ning said, and his tone gradually calmed down, and his bright eyes exuded inexplicable brilliance.

Zhong Xuanyu looked at him and nodded, "Please lead the way!"

"Brother, please!" Qingning smiled and made a gesture of invitation. The two handsome men walked side by side and slowly walked into the distance.

The officers and soldiers on the street are still looking for something. At this time, they look depressed and don't know how to talk to the prince when they go home...