Chapter 62: When the lights are half dim

Shen Qingzhi, God of War in the Southern Song Dynasty.
Qi Chuyu has heard some rumors about this Shen Qingzhi these days.
He was the patron saint of the Southern Dynasties. Because of him, Princess Shanyin's father became emperor. With the emperor Liu Ziye, he was very good at fighting, almost winning every battle. Although he was over eighty years old, his spirit remained the same.
These are all gossips heard by Chu Yu. Now she is truly aware of the grandeur of Shen Qingzhi. At that glance, she was almost irresistibly calmed down by the whole person. That was the momentum sharpened by the soldiers in the battlefield for a long time. People without similar experience could hardly match him.
At least Chu Yu hasn't seen anyone like this in the past and present.
The repetitive villain Shen Guangzuo who first went out of Chuyu Mansion and Shenzhi Zhi recently received, they are all Shen Qingzhi's distant relatives, but unfortunately they are not related by eight poles, otherwise she can also make use of this , Draw, draw or whatever.
Shen Qingzhi and the team led by the young military officer came to the end of the street. The back was finally invisible. Chu Yu looked back and remembered the curfew said by the young military officer: "I just heard about the curfew recently. What's going on?"
The meaning of the curfew is to prohibit going out for a certain period of time in the evening, usually combined with martial law. This is a cautionary program implemented in a special period or situation.
Yue Yue Jiefei slightly owed herself: "The princess was assassinated a few days ago, and I have informed the government to make them more investigative and martial law at night. Some people have been killed for no reason in the city recently, so officers and men are patrolling around."
Chu Yu then knew that the reason for the curfew was due to herself, and after thinking about it, she expressed no objection. After all, martial law at night had little effect on the lives of ordinary people. The black lights were blind at night. Everyone honestly lay in bed to make children. People have the leisure to run around.
Xun Chuyu himself returned to the house before these evenings, and until today did not know that he was in a curfew.
"How long will the curfew be banned?" Chu Yu remembered Wang Yizhi's slowly and lazily walking posture, and couldn't help but imitate it based on the memory, but after walking a few steps, he found that his clog was not worn on his feet, which was very lacking. The feeling of feet, and then returned to normal posture.
Yue Yue Jiefei looked at Chu Yu's feet strangely, and said, "The subordinates are not very clear. Now this is a matter for the government. According to past practices, we have to wait another half a month."
"Oh, stay with me, I haven't walked like this for a long time."
When the two returned to Princess Mansion, the night was dark and dark. Except for the guards who watched the night, most of them had fallen asleep and were quiet around them. Chu Yu slowly walked to his room and reached the junction of East and West, but saw a figure.
Yuan Yuan is still in the costume of Eguanbo. A man is standing at the door of the West Pavilion. He looks a bit lonely. He holds a lantern in his hand, and the dim light shines through the thin paper, shining on him. Half of his face was shone with light, and the other half was buried in the shadows.
There was anxiety between his eyebrows, and his expression seemed confused, but more were buried by night, and Chu Yu could not see clearly.
Wu Chuyu walked up to Yuan Yuan's side and saw that he still had no response, only then he was in a daze, could not help but patted him with a smile: "Why not sleep?"
She didn't take a photo, but in one shot, Yuan Yuan's immediate response was fierce. He leaped sideways and waved Chu Yu's hand. After taking a step back, he could see that it was Chu Yu. , His expression turned into a miserly expression.
Wu Chuyu shook his wrist casually, and the back of his hand was hot and sore, and it is estimated to be red. She tried not to show it on the face as much as possible, and only looked at Yuan Yuan and smiled, "Why don't you sleep so late?" Although at this time, it is only 10 o'clock in the evening, it is still early for many night owls. Ancient times have already passed the standard sleeping time, after all, the ancients did not have so many night activities.
She asked it casually, but after asking it, she saw that Yuan Yuan was confused and looked down for a while and said lightly, "I'm tired of handling the business today, so I walked around and happened to meet the princess. Why did the princess come so late come back?"
She Chuyu smiled, and said that she had forgotten the time with her new friends, but did not say she was a friend.
There was no rest one day, and she walked back to Princess Mansion on foot. The exhaustion in Chu Yu ’s body gradually returned. She yawned and patted Yuan Yuan ’s arm casually: "You take a rest earlier, too late Falling asleep is not good for the body. "Yuan Yuan was much taller than her. She patted her shoulders and was uncomfortable, and Chu Yu patted her arms instead.
The night in early summer is not cold, and it won't catch cold when standing, but a big living person is still here to attract mosquitoes.
The girl dressed in men's clothes slowly walked into the East Pavilion, but Yuan Yuan stood in place, her thoughts fluctuated, just like the lantern he was holding in his hands, always bright.
The night breeze is warm, but the night is slightly cold.
I stunned for a while, before Yuan Yuan turned around and walked to the west upper court. He was very surprised: Why did he stand so long?
Qi Qiaolinglong seems to be blocked, I can't figure out how.
Uh ...
The next day, when he woke up, Chu Yu gave himself a day off and asked You Lan to give a message to Rong, saying that he had lost his sachet and asked him to prepare a few more.
I sent Youlan away, so I don't want to disturb you again. Chu Yu rolled comfortably in bed, and then shrank into the quilt, ready to sleep sweetly and return to the cage.
I didn't know how long I had slept. The sky outside was already bright. It was about noon, and Chu Yu got up lazily again, washed and dressed, waiting for lunch.
He brought it with lunch as a gift, placed in a beautiful brocade box, and attached a text message with the words Long Fei Feng Wu, Yi Qi aspect: "Birthday gift, Zichu brother smiled."
The drop is Wang Yizhi.
Xi Chuyu took it apart curiously, but in the brocade box, a pair of black-purple wooden clogs were placed upright, with a smooth and round color.
交谈 During a conversation yesterday, Chu Yu occasionally asked Wang Yizhi which craftsman made the rosewood slippers, and later forgot it, but Wang Yizhi remembered it.
She Chuyu took off her shoes and socks, and put her feet into the clogs. The sole's arc fits well, and the cold and moist touch slowly enters from the soles.