Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

Lu Qiange abandoned the car and rode, and chased South China Ji Yan on the banks of the Pingshui River.

She was sitting on the cold rock, grinning against the "whooping" cold wind.

Snow ideas are flying all over the sky, falling a thin layer on her beautifully-lined shoulders.

Seeing her desolate appearance, Lu Qiange's heart softened, and her anger disappeared mostly.

Thinking about it from a different standpoint, she will be angry and jealous, just because she really loves him...

The man Ai Ai sighed lightly and then walked slowly in front of the girl. She couldn't wait to jump up, gestured with both hands, yelled:

"Why did you catch up to me? If you don't come, I jumped into the river and drowned myself!"

Seeing Lu Qiange's eyebrows startled, her face was embarrassed, she glared at him, and hurriedly changed her words:

"No, I mean, why did you push me so quickly?!"

After finishing speaking, he sat down on the rock again and choked with grievance.

Lu Qiange couldn't help but smiled, deliberately calmed his face, and hummed with his luck:

"Nonsense, I won't come here soon, you don't want to plunge into the river suddenly, then you will really break your mind!"

"What, what do you mean?"

South China Ji Yan stopped her sorrow, wiped away cold tears in confusion, obviously not understanding the other party's meaning.

Lu Qiange glanced at the silly girl, then shook his head towards the river.

South China Ji Yan turned to look at the river, and she was dumbfounded. The violent color on her face that had been herniated by the cold wind became even stronger.

The severe winter came and the river was frozen two or three days ago.

How can a person be drowned if he jumps down and smashes his head and bleeds at most?

The girl was fidgeting for a moment, her wet face was full of unwillingness and anger, and the little gesture of constantly stirring her clothes with her fingers was very cute.

Lu Qiange shook his head, took out the handkerchief from his sleeve, bent slightly, raised his eyebrows and made a joke:

"The ice of the river is three feet thick. Tell me, would you really break your mind if you jump down?"

South China Ji Yan pulled her veil, covered her face, sobbed and blew her nose, then got up from the stone and yelled:

"I'm telling you, even if I'm stupid from now on, you still have to marry me, don't you know. The betrothal gift of your Udan kingdom has already come to Dayi, you don't want to regret it again, in this life, you are my person. Death is my ghost!"

In the eyes of the man completely speechless, the girl raised her hand and crumpled the snotty veil into a ball and threw it back into his hand.

Lu Qiange looked at the dirty veil on his palm helplessly.

After thinking about it, it's better not to see it at all, and then stuffed it into his sleeve pocket.

"Hey, you really did too much this time."

Pulling the girl over, turning the snow on her shoulders for her, Lu Qiange pouted and looked at her deeply, her expression becoming serious.

Hook-pointed golden silk rose pattern carmine red boots stomped hard in the snow, the girl blushed and gritted her teeth, the corners of her eyes flashed, and she seemed to be crying again.

"She is our aunt, and you still have no feelings for her, and you never forget..."

Lu Qiange raised her forehead, irritable, and felt like crying without tears:

"How is it possible, you think too much!"

"How can't it be? When you were good with me, didn’t you want to forget her as soon as possible? Ashi, I love you, and I want to marry you as my wife. I even allow you to not love me like I love you, but There is always a minimum confession to me, right? I don’t want you to hide everything from your wife and people around you in the future. My request is not excessive, is it?"

The girl stared sadly in his eyes, and said every word.

"not like this."

Lu Qiange felt a stab in her heart, and suddenly shook her small hand, which was as cold as porcelain, and brought her to her arms, scorching her defense:

"My affairs with her are all over. I helped her because only I can help her with that. Now she came to Udan with her uncle. The mother and concubine and we are their only relatives. We don’t help. Who can help them?"

"But what the **** is it, tell me, OK?"

South China Ji Yan's tone was almost pleading, and she burst into tears again.

Lu Qiange reached out and stroked her hair, her expression tangled, and she gritted her teeth for a moment:

"I, I can't really say."

"Because she won't let you say it!" The girl turned angrily:

"Well, don't you tell me, I'll go to my mother and concubine for comment!"

South China Ji Yan tore in the wind and snow, raised her hand to grab the rein, and prepared to mount and return to the palace.

The man's inhumanity made her fall into despair again. Right now, the only person who could comfort her was the princess Hua Nan Qiang.

"Ji Yan, don't make trouble, listen to me--"

Lu Qiange's heart burst into thunder, and he knew that South China Ji Yan was a straight girl who could do what she said.

Taking a step forward, he hugged the girl from behind and hugged her, causing her to struggle fiercely:

"You let me go, let me go, I won't listen to your rhetoric!"

"I'm telling you it's not okay, don't make trouble, and don't go to your mother concubine!"

Lu Qiange finally chose to compromise.

If she wants to choose between her and her mother and concubine, Lu Qiange is more willing to tell the truth about Yunxi's entrustment to Jiyan in South China.

After all, she was simple-minded, and even if she knew it, she would definitely follow his instructions honestly, instead of making things big again.

Sure enough, this trick was extremely effective, and South China Ji Yan immediately calmed down.

After landing with his feet, he swayed hurriedly, facing Lu Qiange's eyes, his face flushed:

"Quickly tell me what the **** does my aunt want you to help her?"

Lu Qiange glared at her:

"Then you have to promise me first: first, not allow the fourth person to know about this; second, next time you meet with your aunt, you must sincerely apologize to her."

South China Ji Yan's eyes showed joyful stars, and she raised her hand to the sky:

"I swear by Ji Yan from South China that I will never tell anyone what Ah Chi said today. If you violate it, you will not die..."

"That's it, I'll tell you that."

Lu Qiange furrowed his brows deeply, raised his hand and pressed the girl's empty palm, and sighed:

"My aunt asked me to contact the wizard. She wants to form a blood alliance with her uncle and act as his deterrent."

"what?"

Ji Yan of South China covered her mouth and screamed in shock:

"Unexpectedly, she was actually concerned about the ceremony she saw that day... But why did she keep it from everyone?"

"I'm so stupid, I want to know this. My uncle loves my aunt, and if my uncle knows about it, he will definitely disagree with it."

A trace of blush quietly climbed onto her cheeks, South China Ji Yan was extremely ashamed, and lowered her head sadly:

"So, I blamed my aunt..."

"You are not the only one who blamed her," Lu Qiange shuttled back and forth in the white snow, suddenly looking at the white grass and trees hanging in the distance, Plain Silver World:

"I really admire my aunt's courage. Only a female stream can be so responsible. To be honest, Ji Yan, you asked me if I wanted to be your deterrent. I was hesitant at that time and failed to make up my mind. Compared to my aunt, my big man is really ashamed."

"Don't you say that..."

The misunderstanding was resolved, and the little mother beast who had just opened her teeth and danced her claws was once again domesticated into a gentle and considerate young girl, nestled with her favorite man, and softly comforted him:

"I was also joking that day, you don’t have to care. I only want you to be you, my aunt, and my bodyguard. However, if you want to stop the evil, I will go to the wizard and ask her to cast a spell. I am willing to be your deterrent."

"Fine," Lu Qiange patted the girl's back, the condensed smile at the corner of her mouth was not relaxed:

"To a perfect woman like my aunt, the emotion I hold is only admiration, and I must not dare to have any greed or desire. Ji Yan, do you understand?"

"Understand, understand, I am sorry for you..."

South China Ji Yan bit her lower lip, embarrassed:

"Next time I go, I will definitely apologize to my uncle and aunt. They refused to forgive, so I would kneel in the snow with a sky lantern on my head."

Lu Qiange smiled, looking sad between his eyebrows:

"I was troubled by you today, and I don't know what happened to the two of them at the moment. I hope they are like you and me. I will explain the misunderstanding earlier!"

South China Ji Yan slapped her face:

"It's all because I was too impulsive. My uncle must question my aunt. How should she answer?"

Lu Qiange hugged her lovingly:

"If you know your mistakes, you can make corrections. Give them some time to clarify. Two days later, you will follow me to the door. Then you can't make trouble again."

"Do not worry."

...

Border, Dongzhou Restaurant.

Outside the window, there was snow and sky, and the cup was changed in the building, with laughter.

"Ten Xiang Wok is here, and a few guest officials will use it slowly."

In a private room on the second floor, the guy prepared the last dish, smiled and bowed to the guests, and walked out quickly.

Standing up alone, he took a close look at the fragrant wok and the red grilled fish, and then his thumb was raised:

"Fragrant, it's really fragrant. It's really worth what you pay for. Two dishes are worth thirty taels of silver!"

The fat white man on the main seat laughed "haha", raised his chopsticks and pointed to the table, taking care of everyone:

"Hey, don't be polite, just eat it."

The neighbor looked at the two dishes, frowned and shook his head:

"These two new dishes are made of simple and unpretentious materials, and they don't have the same rare treasures, but they are asking for thirty taels of silver. I think they are expensive."

The fat white man took a sip of the dish in a leisurely manner, his eyes narrowed in intoxication, and he smiled and said:

"You don't know anything about it. The first time I came to this restaurant, I ordered the ten-scented shabu-shabu, and the taste is simply superb. I came back a few days ago and my buddy recommended these two new dishes.

After chatting with him, I found out that this restaurant bought a seasoning from a couple not long ago, and a pack is worth fifty taels of silver! "

"Ah, fifty taels of silver?"

The neighboring guests spread out five sticky fingers in astonishment, their eyes were extremely round, and they were surprised:

"This is money grabbing!"

"Hey, it is said that the couple's hometown served as an imperial cook in the imperial palace of the Central Plains. These two dishes were the recipe given by the little woman, and they relied on the seasoning to enhance the flavor.

If you want to say that if there is anything that goes hand-in-hand with imperial food, how can it be inexpensive? Those poor ghosts who have no money can't afford it! "

"Yes. Come on, everyone, I will do it first."

"Okay, do it, do it, everyone open up and eat..."

The rough conversations of several people were completely heard next door.

"Wu Dangtou, they should be talking about those two people."

A young man nodded, his lips squirmed slightly, his face cold and not warm.

The man sitting at the table was in his thirties, with plain features and a short navy blue jacket with narrow sleeves and matching breeches.

Behind him is a Chang Sui, a soap cloak in his hand.

The man quietly drooped his eyelids, and pressed his right hand slightly, squeezing the teacup to pieces.

"Send someone to keep an eye on this restaurant, and immediately send the letter to the Yue Dugong of Jingcheng East Factory."

After the resolute words, the man stood up awe-inspiringly, put on a soap cloak and pushed the door away. :,,