Chapter 70:

Cheng Qianye's seat was very wide, she moved her position to the side and let Mo Qiaosheng sit next to her.
She held the paper in one hand, contemplating her eyebrows, and the other hand touched it, holding Mo Qiaosheng's hand, and squeezing it lightly.
There is no one else in the hall, it is empty and quiet.
The temple door is open,
The afternoon sun lazily shone on the corridor outside the door.
Mo Qiaosheng looked at the person beside him. The lord's height was not as high as him. From his perspective, he just saw the long eyelashes drooping, occasionally shaking slightly, the glazed eyes swayed slightly, and he was focused. Looking at the page of paper in his hand.
There was a slight soreness in his heart.
The lord is so good.
I……
He didn't dare to continue thinking.
Biyun tiptoedly stretched out his hand from outside the hall and closed the hall doors one by one.
The light in the hall dimmed.
Only then did Cheng Qianye react. She raised her head and looked at the man who had been with her silently for a long time.
She took Mo Qiaosheng's hand, hooked his palm with cold fingers, and squeezed it hard.
Cheng Qianye's unclear sight made Mo Qiaosheng's heart a little confused.
In front of the lord, he always had a feeling that he didn't know anything. The thoughts in his heart could always be easily guessed by the lord, and there was no secret at all.
Lord, did he see through my presumptuous thoughts at a glance?
I actually wanted to monopolize the lord.
"Qiaosheng." Cheng Qianye called him, looking amused when he came to him, he was always a fanatic.
She turned sideways and faced Mo Qiaosheng.
"Qiaosheng, if one day I suddenly lose power, like Zhou Zixi, and become a person with nothing, would you still like me like this?"
"Lord, always be the lord."
"Then if my appearance changes and becomes ugly, or if I am no longer what I am now, I become a low-status...woman. Would you still respect me like this and listen to me?"
"Female...woman?"
"I'm just making an analogy."
"No matter what the lord looks like, in my heart..."
All are supreme.
Cheng Qianye smiled.
She opened the drawer of the desk, took out a silk-wrapped sandalwood box, pulled out the lid, and poured the box full of gems on the table.
Bright red bloodstones, goose yellow beeswax, shiny emeralds, clear tourmalines...The gems of various shapes roll down on the dark tabletop, each with their brilliance, dazzling and dazzling.
Cheng Qianye stretched out his finger and flicked on the precious gems, holding up an amethyst and looking through the light. Pushing another piece of gold silk and red jade, rolled on the table.
"Is it pretty? Hashio, are they all pretty?"
"All look good."
"These gems, each with its own characteristics, are beautiful and charming. I like them and collect them just to appreciate the beauty."
She retracted her hand picking gems and reached into her collar. From her tall plain white collar, she picked out a thin gold chain, and a crystal clear blue gem fell at the bottom of the gold chain. .
She picked off the sapphire the size of a cobblestone and placed it in Mo Qiaosheng's hands.
The azure jewel of the sea took her body temperature and stayed quietly in Mo Qiaosheng's palm.
Mo Qiaosheng thought of the place where this stone had just stayed, and only felt that his palm was burning hot.
"Although they each have their own beauty. But in my heart, the only thing I like most is sapphire. I wear him next to my chest, and I will only wear him forever."
The man put his hands on the chair, leaned forward, raised his head slightly, and looked at him with brows and eyes. His lips parted slightly, and he said words that made Mo Qiaosheng too happy.
"You are my sapphire, Hashio. I like you, only you."
Cheng Qianye twisted the thin golden chain and pushed the dangling azure gemstone along his white neck and slowly stuffed it through the neckline.
Sunlight penetrated into the room through the gaps in the window lattices, and countless small dusts danced in the light and shadow, making this antique palace cast an ambiguous atmosphere.
Mo Qiaosheng closed his eyes, lowered his head and kissed his lips.
A pair of soft hands clung to his neck, stroked his hair, and then held his face.
The man responded meticulously and repeatedly, kissing him.
The lord, my lord, my lord.
"Don't cry, Hashimoto, what do you do with you if you tell me like this."
Amidst a languid disorder, time seemed to stand still, and the person withdrew from his mouth with a silver thread on his tongue.
The gasping voice whispered in his ears.
"You want it? Huh?"
"No...no." He was flustered.
"Really not?" Cheng Qianye curled up the corner of his mouth and said softly, "..."
After dinner, Cheng Qianye and Yao Tianxiang took a walk in the courtyard.
"You bullied Qiaosheng again?" Yao Tianxiang asked.
"Nothing." Cheng Qianye was a little absent-minded.
"No? Why didn't you keep the door closed during the day? Biyun guarded the door for you, making me wait for you for an hour."
Cheng Qianye stretched out his hand, attached it to Yao Tianxiang's ear and said something quietly, Yao Tianxiang giggled.
"You are so bad. You bully people hard."
"He likes it in his heart, so I touched him." Cheng Qianye licked his lower lip, "I will never force him what he doesn't want."
"Nonsense, how do you know what he thinks." Yao Tianxiang gave her a white look. "I heard that you recently acquired a new slave named Zhou Zixi. It is said that this person has a charming appearance, is good at music, and is good at writing and writing. You are grace to him in every possible way. I'm afraid I don't know how uncomfortable it is in Hashio's heart."
"How did you say this rumor spread like this." Cheng Qianye couldn't laugh or cry, "I have ignored Qiaosheng's thoughts these days. But I like Zhou Zixi, not because he looks good. I am. He really fancyed his talent."
"Tianxiang, you should meet this person. This person has the talents of the heavens and the earth, no less than Zhang Fu. In time, he will become the pillar of my great advancement. In a few days, I will find a reason to get rid of his slavery and stay in Korea. Re-use him on the hall."
"What kind of person can get your evaluation in just a few days. It really arouses my curiosity. Will you take me to see him tomorrow?" Yao Tianxiang said.
The second day.
When Cheng Qianye brought Yao Tianxiang to Zhou Zixi's room.
The neatly packed room was empty.
Only a letter was placed upright on the desktop.
Cheng Qianye opened the envelope with embarrassment.
The thick several pages of letter paper wrote in detail a detailed case of the taxation system for the current situation of Bianzhou on how to promote population growth and increase taxes. And attach to the letter the benefits and possible drawbacks that this plan can bring if implemented.
Other than that, there is no extra explanation.
These two people even took advantage of the situation and left without saying goodbye, and fled overnight.
Yao Tianxiang chuckled and laughed: "Oh, Qianyu, you also sometimes missed it."
Cheng Qianye tightened the letter paper, his face black as the bottom of a pot.
Zhou Zixi's light is transparent and dazzling, neither the Phnom Penh of allegiance to her, nor the black gray with malicious intent. Always dangling in front of his eyes and too dazzling, Cheng Qianye often turned off the different pupils if he didn't prevent him.
Unexpectedly, he had the idea of ​​running away.
Cheng Qianye has been leaning against the different pupil recently, everything goes well, and everyone around her has a strong kindness towards her.
She couldn't help being a little slack. She didn't expect that this person would want to escape.
"Okay, okay, don't be angry, look at your face." Yao Tianxiang patted her shoulder, "There are people who like you and want to stay by your side, and naturally there are people who don't like you and want to escape. This is all normal. Send Cheng Feng to catch that ungrateful guy back, and give a good lesson."
At this moment, in a carriage dozens of miles away from Bianzhou.
Zhou Zixi looked solemnly at the little baggage on the car.
"My son, what are you still hesitating?" Ayang looked at him worriedly.
Zhou Zixi twisted those handsome eyebrows, "He is kind to me."
Ayang said: "Jin Yuehou is indeed a good man, but in order to repay him, are you willing to be a slave for the rest of your life and stay in Jin to serve him? Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the old lady. "
Zhou Zixi sighed.
Ayang grabbed his arm: "Since the drastic changes in the mansion, the slave and maid managed to escape, but watched the tragic death of the master and the eldest son, and the young ladies were also missing. Only heard that the wife had escaped and was far away in Song Dynasty. His relative, Prince Ang of Song, sent someone to redeem him and took over Song Kingdom."
"At that time, the slave and maidservant were anxious to find the son, and after many twists and turns, they found out about you, the son. But then..."
She couldn't go on.
Zhou Zixi said, "At that time, those beasts hadn't lost interest in me. They thought that I was a strange commodity, so you couldn't buy me naturally."
Ayang lowered her head and tightened her hand. She didn't want to recall that during that time, the most respected son in her heart had encountered such humiliating treatment.
"Slaves..."
Zhou Zixi shook her hand. "Ayang, I am no longer a young man now. Please no longer call yourself a slave and maid. Please also call me by my name. You rushed for me and did everything I did. I'm in jail, but I can see it all. If you hadn't given me a glimmer of hope, I would have been unable to hold on anymore."
"What do you do when you say these things," the strong girl's eyes shed tears, "Our family has been greatly favored by the boy. No matter what identity you become or what you look like, you will always be in my mind. Son."
She remembered the hatred in her heart: "At that time, I was very anxious, and I ran around, asking for help from some of the nearby Fuzhong, but those people changed their faces without exception. I didn’t care. I just hated my incompetence and couldn’t raise money earlier. Save the son from water and fire."
"The good news is that after arriving in Bianzhou, I met a member of the Song Kingdom's mission. He was Prince Ang's servant. He told me that Prince Ang had not only received the old lady from Song Kingdom. He had also sent someone to find you. whereabouts."
"The son." Ayang shook Zhou Zixi's hand. "We should go to Song State to join the Crown Prince. The old lady is from Song State, and the Prince of Song State is your good friend. Since he can remember the old love, he picked up the old man. People pass by. I will certainly treat you more courteously."
Zhou Zixi pondered for a moment, and then said: "Jin Yuehou is a reasonable lord, if I tell him the truth, he may not refuse to let us go. He has taken care of me so much, it can be said that he saved my life. We leave without saying goodbye like this, not a gentleman's doing, I really feel ashamed of him."
Ayang is anxious: "If we tell him, he doesn't agree? Then we won't be able to leave. The faces of these nobles change when they say they change. I have seen a lot of them these days. The old lady is now alone, can you tell me? Can you bear to abandon her?"
Zhou Zixi nodded and said no more.