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Chapter 736 This iceberg will never give in (68)

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    When he found out that Concubine Hui was dead, Zhan Mijiang was just stunned, and then he came back to his senses.

    He was not surprised at all, as if he knew about this from the very beginning.

    He should obviously feel sad, but for some reason, he didn't feel sad at all.

    "Go and check." Zhan Mijiang frowned and suppressed all other thoughts: "How can someone who is in good health die of illness?"

    It wasn't until Uncle Wang received the order to take people to investigate that Zhan Mijiang came to his senses.

    He felt like something was wrong with him, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

    What exactly iswhat happened?

    Zhan Mijiang boredly took out the chessboard to play chess, and was suddenly stunned when he was halfway through the game.

    When did he learn to play chess?

    How can you have time to play chess when you are in the army?  If he's not on the battlefield, he's training.

    Even if he was really free on weekdays, he would either be following a few generals on horseback, or reading military books in the study. Such elegant things as playing chess had nothing to do with him.

    Zhan Mijiang felt strange, but looking at the chessboard, he knew clearly that his game was not played randomly.

    Could it be that during this period of amnesia, he also learned to play chess?

    But why is he learning this?

    Zhan Mijiang couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it and put the chessboard away.

    He stood up and took the books from the bookshelf, preparing to read.

    But as soon as I picked it up, a piece of paper fell out of the book.

    Zhan Mijiang picked up the piece of paper and saw the words on it.

    This word looks familiar.

    ¡°Green ants¡¯ new fermented wine, red clay stove.¡±

    There is only one line of the poem above, but Zhan Mijiang can immediately say the next line.

    ¡ª¡ªIt¡¯s snowing in the evening, can you have a drink?

    It¡¯s going to snow tonight. Would you like to stay and have a drink with me?

    A smile appeared on Zhan Mijiang's lips.

    It was already winter at that time, and she was still a little cold, so Zhan Mijiang lured her to drink some wine.

    The little fairy from heaven turned red even after drinking the wine from the mortal world. Her eyes were full of seductive water, and she just looked at him intently, unable to speak.

    Zhan Mijiang knew what she meant, so he just wanted to tease her.

    "You drank so much today, go to bed early."

    After saying that, he left.

    The little fairy held his forehead and held his sleeve with one hand.

    Zhan Mijiang turned his head.

    She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end she couldn't say anything. She could only angrily take a pen and paper and write this sentence in Juanxiu's small handwriting.

    The weather outside is sunny and cloudless.

    But Zhan Mijiang felt like it was going to snow heavily outside, and he couldn't even step out.

    At this time, looking at the piece of paper in front of him, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and then froze again.

    He actually didn¡¯t remember what happened, but when he looked at this line of poetry in front of him, his heart was suddenly covered by a warm blanket, and his whole body felt warm.

    Zhan Mijiang was silent for a moment, put the well-preserved piece of paper aside, and then continued to search in his study.

    There are traces of the two of them living together everywhere in the study.

    "The Collection of Poems of the Prosperous Age" and "Historical Records" that he had never bought had notes written in Juanxiu's handwriting.

    The strange painting he drew seemed to be made with fine charcoal, and it painted her appearance very vividly.

    There is a small fragrant ball hanging on the window in the room, and a delicate pen holder is placed on the table (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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