Chapter 516 Fool
Chen Liang was a native of Chang'an in the Northern Jin Dynasty.
He came from a poor family and was raised by his mother. He is sensible, filial, gentle and polite.
He studied hard and passed the imperial examination, but was assigned to a small remote place where he could not display his talents.
He has the appearance of a pine or cypress, and is handsome and attractive. He is always targeted by the powerful, but he is not afraid.
Everyone can investigate his past, and his past is open and aboveboard.
He knew that he looked like Chen Mingan.
Chen Ming'an was born rich, and that was enough for his life.
"Emissary Chen, have you met Brother Ming'an?" Zhao Lian'er and Chen Liang met by chance, and the question she asked seemed as if they had known each other for a long time.
"I have met him. He is a guest of honor of Your Majesty." Chen Liang took a few steps back and distanced himself from Zhao Lian'er.
"I miss Brother Ming'an very much. In this world, Brother Ming'an is the only one who treats me sincerely. Especially when I saw you, you look similar to Brother Ming'an." A sad smile appeared on Zhao Lian'er's pale face.
Unfortunately, she was about to become Du Zichun's wife.
Her aunt, Concubine Bai Chen, lived deep in the harem and was tricked by Empress Du, who had no time to take care of her.
Just by coincidence, Du Zichun's parents came to her house and forced her to sign the marriage certificate.
If Brother Ming'an were present, she would not have suffered such humiliation.
"Then why would he abandon you? He is free in Beijin." Chen Liang said softly.
After saying this, he felt that Zhao Lian'er was just like him, a pitiful person.
"Brother Ming'an believed Princess Ronghua's lies. Princess Ronghua is always trying to please Princess Pingyang." Zhao Lian'er pulled a sarcastic smile at the corner of her mouth, then lowered her eyebrows and looked like a shy little white flower again.
She didn't know that Chen Liang had just retracted his fleeting cold look.
"Why, do you like Princess Ronghua again?" Zhao Lian'er bit her lips and was about to cry.
"I don't like her. She's too lazy." Chen Liang whispered.
Yes, Princess Ronghua Zhu Huaizhen was indeed lazy. She was either listening to opera or sleeping.
Orioles chirp at dawn in the jade trees of Jinling, flowers bloom early in the Qinhuai waterside pavilions. Who knew the ice would melt so easily? I watched him build his red mansion, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his mansion collapse. Here, amidst the mossy, blue tiles, I once slept in a dreamlike state; I've witnessed fifty years of rise and fall. No one in Wuyi Lane is surnamed Wang, ghosts cry at Mochou Lake, and owls roost on Phoenix Terrace. Dreams of the ruined mountains are the most real, the old land hard to lose. I don't believe this map is changing manuscripts. I'll compose a lament for Jiangnan, and sing it until I grow old.
Whenever you go to visit Princess Ronghua, you can always hear Princess Ronghua’s favorite song, “Peach Blossom Fan”.
"Then what kind of woman do you like?" Zhao Lian'er suddenly showed a look of joy.
As long as she doesn't like Princess Ronghua, Zhao Lian'er has a good impression of Chen Liang.
You know, Du Zichun is such a kind person that he has never hated Princess Ronghua.
"A sentimental fool." Chen Liang chuckled.
He is also a fool.
After hearing this, Zhao Lian'er was secretly happy.
She thought she was also a sentimental fool.
"Mrs. Zhao, don't fall in love with me. I'm not Chen Mingan." Chen Liang was about to say goodbye and leave.
As soon as he finished speaking, a carriage came rushing towards him as if out of control.
Chen Liang didn't have time to think about it. He took Zhao Lian'er into his arms, tapped his toes lightly, and used his lightness skills to step on the snow without leaving any trace. He actually rode on the mad horse and held the reins tightly until the carriage stopped.
Chen Liang knew martial arts, but his skills were not very advanced. He was so tired that he was sweating profusely and no longer had the strength to hold Zhao Lian'er. He could only hold Zhao Lian'er's hand and gently jump out of the carriage.
"Mr. Chen, I can never repay you for saving my life..." Zhao Lian'er stood on tiptoe, holding a white handkerchief, and wiped the sweat off Chen Liang's face.
She didn't say clearly that she should pledge herself to him, but ran away quietly.
Chen Liang played with the Supa and smiled meaningfully.
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