Jun Jiuling

Fang Chengyu did not hide the matter of the Fang family's property division from Miss Jun. Looking at the letter Fang Chengyu sent, Miss Jun remained silent.

There was a stick behind her to poke her.

"What are you doing?" Miss Jun pushed her away without looking back, "If you have something to say, don't mess around all day long."

"I don't have it." Zhu Zan stepped over, sat beside her, lowered his head and grabbed the grass on the ground, "You are the only one who moves."

Miss Jun ignored him and looked at the road ahead.

"Just talk if you have something to say, what's the point of being bored," Zhu Zan said.

"There's nothing to say." Miss Jun said, "Speaking of which, the Fang family is also a pitiful person."

"What a pity, who knows what they knew back then." Zhu Zan said, throwing the grass in his hand.

Miss Jun had been avoiding to delve into this, and was silent for a moment.

"Anyway, the siblings of the Fang family are also innocent." She said, "The Fang family got together because of wealth, and now they are separated because of wealth. Although it is hurting De Shengchang, it might as well find another way and start a new way of life."

After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands and stood up.

"let's go."

She turned around and walked a few steps, only to hear footsteps but not words, so she couldn't help but look back.

Zhu Zan was following with a smile, when she suddenly stopped and looked over, she seemed to be taken aback, quickly stopped laughing, blinked and still didn't speak.

Miss Jun looked at him.

"Are you all right?" she asked.

Zhu Zan shook his head in confusion.

"Why are you so quiet?" Miss Jun asked, remembering that Zhu Zan hadn't talked for a long time.

Zhu Zan stared.

"You're a chatterbox," he said, "I don't like to talk."

Having said that, the voice became smaller again.

"I didn't say that before."

It was on the way back to the capital from Beidi, he caught up with her and was so angry that he lost his temper and didn't bother to talk nonsense.

I wonder if she still remembers?

Immediately, she thought of the many stupid things that happened at that time, and suddenly felt burrs all over her body, wishing that it had never happened at that time, so she must never remember it.

Miss Jun didn't know that so many messy thoughts came to his mind between a sentence, she just asked casually, turned around and walked away after she finished asking, without saying anything.

Zhu Zan breathed a sigh of relief, and was a little disappointed, but he was not disappointed, anyway, it was not a pleasant thing, it would be better to forget, he smiled and followed.

Miss Jun reined in his horse and stared at him again.

"What are you so happy about?" she asked.

Zhu Zan was startled again, his face sullen.

"No," he said.

How can there be any joy, the Fang family's secret, which is well guarded against, turns out to be such an unbearable royal scandal, what is he happy about, is he gloating?

"Then why are you laughing all day long?" Miss Jun asked puzzled.

Zhu Zan reached out to touch his face.

"Have I?" he asked.

Miss Jun glanced at him without saying a word and turned her head to urge the horse. Just as she turned her head and then turned around suddenly, she saw the corner of Zhu Zan's mouth raised.

"Hey." She pointed, "Look, look."

Zhu Zan caressed the corner of his raised mouth, and suddenly felt that it was very funny, so he simply laughed.

Miss Jun glanced at him and said nothing more, urging the horse to gallop forward.

Zhu Zan looked at her back. On the colorful field in late autumn, the woman in the dark and dusty suit looked lonely and sassy, ​​just like he always remembered.

The actual age of Princess Nine Age is over 20 years old, but now this body is only 16 or 17 years old, which is not much different from when she was 13 years old, so it looks like going back in time.

The person who once disappeared and ran farther and farther in the memory really appeared.

"Hello." Zhu Zan couldn't help shouting with his hands around his mouth.

The galloping figure did not run away, nor did she remain indifferent, but stopped, and the person on the horse turned her head, and the autumn wind blew her clothes and hair.

"What?" she asked.

Zhu Zan smiled.

"Nothing," he said.

The man on the horse glanced at him, turned around and continued to urge the horse.

"Hello." Zhu Zan shouted again.

This time the horse stopped, but the man didn't look back.

"I have a name." She just raised her voice with a bit of impatience.

she has a name.

Yes, that name.

Zhu Zan clenched his hands around his mouth forcefully, as if gathering countless forces.

"Jiu Ling." He shouted.

He thought it was shouting, but in fact the sound was just like mosquitoes and flies.

The people in sight are getting further and further away.

"Jiu Ling." He shouted again.

Gao Liang's voice was sent out, and he saw the woman in sight turn her head slightly, she didn't answer, but just raised her hand and raised her hand.

Living and moving, Zhu Zan suddenly felt that his eyes were so painful that he couldn't look anymore, he looked up at the sky.

"Jiu Ling." He shouted again, his voice seemed to be sent to heaven.

It was so high-pitched that it almost broke, and it sounded a little harsh.

Before the sound was over, he yelled out again.

The loud, hoarse, and sharp voices seemed to break the sky, spreading out one after another in the wilderness.

The horse's hooves sounded sharply, accompanied by the sound of the whip.

"Zhu Zan, why are you crazy!" Miss Jun shouted angrily.

Only then did Zhu Zan put down his hands and looked at Miss Jun who came back on horseback.

"It's nothing." He smiled, "I'm calling your name."

"Is there anyone who yells like that?" Miss Jun said, "I'm not deaf. You can't stop yelling?"

Zhu Zan looked at her and smiled.

"I just want to call your name." He said, spreading his hands, "Just call."

Just want to call your name.

Miss Jun looked at him, Zhu Zan did not dare to look away as usual, but smiled and met her gaze.

Miss Jun suddenly remembered that not long ago on the way back to Beijing from Beidi, she had teased Zhu Zan and asked him to call him Jiuling, but Zhu Zan angrily refused without hesitation.

Then she thought that since she met Zhu Zan, he had never called Jiu Ling by his name.

Is that because he doesn't remember the name?

Of course not, he went to the capital to go to Princess Jiuling's grave in person, even in the face of the empty tomb of the dead, he carefully tidied up his appearance with dew.

Is that because he doesn't like the name?

Of course not, when he was walking outside, no matter who asked, he would cup his fists and announce his name loudly, Ling Jiu, Ling Jiu.

He would be depressed because Zhang Baotang accidentally mentioned this name at the dinner table.

He will turn his face because he said that I am Princess Jiuling.

Why is this?

Why does he never mention the name?

Why did he suddenly dare to call this name so loudly?

Why did he suddenly stop talking so much, stop talking nonsense and making jokes, and just smiled all the time, unconsciously, full of smiles when he walked beside her and followed her?

Because, I like the name.

Miss Jun looked at him and said oh, she pulled back the whip and urged the horse to turn around and go forward again.

Maybe she didn't realize it herself, she urged the horse faster than before, so that the wind blowing on her face was more violent, so that it could take away the heat from her face, preventing it from spreading Like spring grass, it breaks through the stone wall and drills out of the soil, growing wildly and arrogantly.