Chapter 1695: The Darkened Concubine Script 48

Since then, this conversation has ended.
Xun Jing walked out of the study and looked at the sky outside.
The sun was still shining when I first arrived.
In an instant, the sky became gloomy again.
Tick, tick.
The raindrops fell on the well-knotted hands.
Jin Yi next to him opened the round paper umbrella in his hand.
Walked up to Xun Jing and spoke
"Master, it's raining."
Xun Jing looked at the sky, it was really bad.
It rained continuously in Shangyun city, and it rained more than half of the time he came here.
However, he was in a good mood.
The corners of his lips gradually raised a smile, and the mood was so good that the king of Zhennan who was fighting side by side could see it.
Then Ouyang Yu looked away.
For a woman in Qingzhou Shili, she still laughs now.
Ouyang Yu, a man who led soldiers to fight all the year round, couldn't understand.
For him, always ready to win the next war.
Let the brothers who followed him return from the battlefield, is what he thought.
Others are of no use.
While thinking about it, a guard next to him came over, clasped his fists, and said
"Master, Princess Su Yan is here."
Xun Jing was about to leave, but after hearing the guard's words, his steps stopped.
He stood there, watching the sky outside.
I don't know, I thought he was waiting for the rain to stop.
Ouyang Yu's gaze swept across Xun Jing again.
His complexion was cold, and suddenly he uttered a few words
"Perhaps, I looked at you highly."
He didn't use the word Ben Jiang.
Xun Jing's eyelids moved as he listened to him.
The corners of his lips curled up, still smiling.
Gentle and polite, never changed.
Ouyang Yu looked at the next non-stop courtyard.
He speaks
"That year, you guarded the city of Shangyun."
He paused, followed by another sentence
"Perhaps, it's just luck."
After speaking, Ouyang Yu stopped saying anything.
Standing in the corridor with his hands behind his back, a black robe.
So lonely and inaccessible.
Xun Jing stretched out his hand to pick up the raindrops dripping down the eaves.
It's a long time, just one sentence
"It is not luck to defend Shangyun City.
It's luck to meet her. "
While speaking,
Xun Jing's brows moved, and the smile on his lips deepened.
He stretched out his hand, took the round paper umbrella in Jin Yi's hand, and walked out of the eaves.
Ouyang Yu looked at the white-clothed man, walked in the rain, and walked towards that figure.
I don't know when, there are two more people in the yard.
A person in a pale yellow shirt walked out without a word.
Two meters away behind him, there was a servant girl who followed carefully.
Just looking at this picture, it looks like the evil master deceives the good servant.
Forcing the maid to dare not breathe, she couldn't be afraid.
Xun Jing walked two steps quickly and took the arm of the person who was walking in the front.
Pull the person under his umbrella.
result.
Snapped.
The umbrella was knocked out.
The woman was expressionless, and she reached out and pressed Xun Jing's heart to push the person away.
The umbrella fell into the grass beside it.
The two stood opposite each other.
The smile on Xun Jing's face froze.
His eyes are dark, and he opens his mouth for a while
"your Highness?"
Su Yan stared at Xun Jing for a long time before realizing what he had just done.
She retracted her hand and stood there.
Very annoying.
Suppress hard, speak
"Do not talk to me."
Xun Jing was taken aback.
The white robe has long been wet by rain.
After speaking, she turned and continued to walk outside.
Just walked and stopped.
She glanced at the umbrella that was knocked down on the grass.