Back Off, Let Me Come

"Madam, come down and have a rest first."

The young man quietly rubbed his waist and buttocks that were sore from the jolt. In order to avoid possible pursuit, he followed the escape route given by Mr. Yanan, but he didn't know that it was all a bumpy path. The carriage had no shock absorbers, and after driving for a day and a night, my waist almost broke.

"Thank you, Xiaolang."

The woman's voice was gentle.

The childish voice said: "Thank you, brother."

After jumping off the carriage, the young man reached out to the woman and wanted to take the child: "My dear lady, please let me hold her."

The child obediently stretched out his hands and laid them on the boy's not-so-broad shoulders. He watched his mother-in-law take out a bag of dry food and water from the carriage compartment, and the three of them had a simple meal. The child sat on the boy's left arm, and his free right hand compared the map given by Yan An.

Said: "Follow this road for another three hours and you will reach the next place. Mr. Yan'an said that some money was buried there, which will be enough for our food and clothing in the next few years. Alas, fortunately we have money and enough dry food. , otherwise how can we live?"

As he was talking, he realized that the woman looked pale, so he decided to stop the topic - alas, he was still a little confused now. I don’t know why Mr. Yan’an fell in love with him and entrusted him with such an important family. Isn’t this troublesome?

What outsider doesn't know that he is Zheng Qiao's "male favorite"?

Because he resembled Zheng Qiao when he was young, he was pampered and pampered in various ways. Although he regarded himself as a "filial son" in his heart, normal people would think that he was in the same boat as Zheng Qiao. However, Mr. Yan'an took a different approach and asked for help from what outsiders regarded as "Ning Xing".

Isn’t this outrageous?

Outrageous.

At this time, the child in his arms asked: "What is brother thinking about?"

The young man said: "I miss you daddy."

The child's dark eyes seemed filled with confusion.

What does she want her father to do?

The young man sighed, and the woman heard the movement and looked over.

He hesitated and asked: "I really don't understand, why is he a kid? It's not that the kid looks down on him, but he doesn't know many words and has no ability. He just has a skin... Is it because Zheng Qiao 'favors' the kid? ?”

The young man didn't know why he suddenly lost his head. Yan'an came to ask him to take care of his wife and daughter, and he agreed by mistake. When he came back to his senses, he wished he could slap himself twice - escorting them to leave Qianzhou and join their old friends. Not to mention how the country leader Zheng Qiao reacted to his betrayal, it was just a chaotic journey. He, a young man, took care of two women and children, and treated them well. Slaughter the fattened sheep.

Why did I put my great fortune and wealth aside to take a trip through this muddy water? Annoyed as he was, the young man had no intention of betraying the mother and daughter and sending them into Zheng Qiao's hands. Instead, we traveled parallel times, rushing quickly and slowly according to the map.

Looking back and looking into the distance, I feel confused.

Leaving means that he has to give up his wealth and stable life and step into the war and turmoil outside.

The future is uncertain, life and death are uncertain.

He now wanted to understand why it was him.

Are you familiar with Mr. Yanan?

"Although I admire Mr. Yan very much and appreciate his efforts for the common people, this does not mean..."

He spoke for a long time but still ran out of words.

The woman thought for a long time and said, "Maybe it's because you and Zheng Qiao are similar in appearance but not in spirit. Zheng Qiao regards you as his own 'past' to make up for, but you and him are two people after all. You have a conscience. , and his conscience is gone.”

The young man half understood what he was saying.

The woman said: "Perhaps in Xingning's heart, you are the junior brother who still has a 'conscience', and you will not ignore death..."

The young man was completely speechless. Good guy, have you become the substitute for "Youth Zheng Qiao" in the hearts of these two brothers?

But immediately after, the woman's next sentence eliminated all the dissatisfaction in his heart: "Zheng Qiao is hopeless, but you still have a future. If you continue to stay there, the future will be worrying. If you change places, you may still have a chance to fight against the sky. , the future is promising.”

Two people with similar looks took different paths. Zheng Qiao has walked all the way to the dark side. In front of him, this young man who looks exactly like Zheng Qiao still has a chance to fight for a bright future... These two are like "junior brothers" who have made different choices at a fork in the road.

This may be a bit of selfishness on the part of my husband.

The boy blushed at that.

"Me? Can I?"

It is not easy for a butcher's son to survive so long in this world, let alone talk about the future, which is too far away. As for a scribe like Mr. Yan'an, who can point out the world with a wave of his hand and play chess with the people, it is even more unthinkable.

The woman said: "The world is still uncertain, so why not?"

The young man blushed slightly and his eyes shyly averted.

Seeing this, the woman felt a pain in her heart again.

She and Zheng Qiao are classmates.

But she likes to stick to Yan'an, they are childhood sweethearts, and her friendship with Zheng Qiao is also because of Yan'an. She and Zheng Qiao don't have a close personal relationship. But no matter what, we spent a worry-free time studying together. Zheng Qiao also had a shy and naive appearance.

There is absolutely no going back.

Her husband might not come back either.

Thinking of this, tears welled up in my eyes.

Before it rolled down to her cheeks, her tender and warm hands wiped away the tears on one side and said crisply: "Mom, don't cry."

"Yeah!" The woman gritted her teeth, "Mom, don't cry."

Difficulty forced tears back.

Seeing this, the young man sighed.

He didn't know what Yan'an was going to do. Looking at the other party's desperate attitude of entrusting his important wife and daughter to him, he thought it was a narrow escape. Take a short rest and continue on the road while the night is still dark. Don’t take it lightly.

The sun sets over the empty forest, and the cold birds go to the deserted garden.

It's dusk, and the golden crow is sinking in the west.

The palace shrouded in darkness was unexpectedly quiet.

The only sound left in the air was the beeping sound of burning candles.

Yesterday, Zheng Qiao had a banquet with civil and military officials until the moon set and the stars began to set, and then he fell asleep and fell asleep. When he woke up again, it was hazy outside the palace, and another day had been wasted. He rubbed his painful forehead and frowned, enduring the torture.

"Someone is coming——"

I called out, but no one in the hall answered.

"Come here! Are everyone dead?"

He couldn't contain his anger.

Still no one answered.

Zheng Qiao opened his eyes and stood up.

Only then did he realize that the palace was eerily empty and quiet. Not to mention the breathing of the palace maid, there was no one else here except himself. Zheng Qiao was keenly aware that something was wrong. He swept away the lazy and dazed look after a hangover, and his eyes were sharp and filled with murderous intent.

"get out!"

There's something wrong with this space.

Someone did something.

After a while, a vague figure slowly approached the door of the palace. As the silhouette of the person gradually becomes clearer, you can also hear the jingle of the jade on the visitor's waist, and the hem of the clothes makes a pleasant sound, like music. It wasn't until the figure got closer that he could see it clearly.

Zheng Qiao remembered the last time he saw Yan'an. He was very thin, his clothes were empty, his face was haggard, his appearance was obviously sick, and his hair was gray. This is a sign of aging, and it also means decline for scribes who have the power to protect themselves.

More than twenty years old.

Where is the banquet in front of me?

The body is tall and straight, with broad shoulders and narrow waist.

Three thousand black hair, handsome appearance.

Wearing a brocade scholar's shirt and wearing a familiar sword on his waist, his brows are full of youthful vigor and high spirits.

There’s something wrong with this guy too!

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Yan'an's bento has started to heat up.

Try to let him eat it within two chapters.

PS: Don’t worry about Zheng Qiao’s bento, wait until I sharpen Gong Xiqiu’s blade.

PPS: The tentacle monster Song of Thorns has opened a new book, Punch the Ground (I haven’t even finished the book yet).

Just give her some advertising, huh.

"Song Tan Chronicles", this is the title of the book.

One-sentence summary: After traveling back from the world of cultivation, I returned to my hometown to farm and start a live broadcast to sell vegetables! (If you are too lazy to search, you can click on the link below to collect it, and everyone can squat together.)

PPPS: Yan'an's character was determined from the moment she appeared. It was true that he wanted to help save his junior brother, but it was also true that he had murderous intentions after being completely disappointed. Zheng Qiao knows this senior brother well and knows that he is not a person who pursues morally for the sake of personal feelings. He also knows that it is impossible for him to satisfy this senior brother, so the other party must have something fishy and test him again and again.

It sounds like they are playing nesting dolls on each other...

But that’s roughly what it means.

PPPPS: If you are not a psychiatrist, you cannot save severely mentally ill patients.