Chapter 67: Bottle poured

Just Wu nodded: "I understand what the shopkeeper thinks, but I am afraid that your Highness will..."
"What's wrong with her?" Lu Jingxing's eyes narrowed slightly. "If she dares to get involved with Jiang Xuanjin unconsciously, I'll break her leg too!"
... Today's shopkeeper Lu seems to be particularly irritable. Wu shook his head and sighed lowly: "If you say that, if she squints, who can stop it?"
Lu Jingxing thought for a while, then closed his eyes in pain: "This ancestor is really deadly!"
"You have a good rest first." Wu arched his hands, "His Royal Highness has our care over there, so don't worry too much."
He can't do anything even if he is worried now! The stitched wound on his body is still bleeding, and people can't sit up, they can only get sulking.
Li Huaiyu is good everywhere, but the eyesight of men is very bad. She didn't like so many faces. She didn't like him, and she was like a person like Yushu who is so beautiful and beautiful. .
To be honest, Lu Jingxing still doesn’t understand what Jiang Xuanjin’s goodness is besides that face. At first glance, he is not considerate of others. If it were him, how could he not even know that his wife was pregnant. .
Jiang Xuanjin sat on the carriage, silently looking at the tree trunk that was retreating outside the curtain.
"It has been arranged." Riding a horse back to the car to return to life with him, "After half an hour, someone from the yamen will go down the mountain to collect the corpse."
The who issued the decree and the twenty guards who escorted them all died at the hands of the "bandits" and did not reach Hanshan Temple. In this way, even if you can't resist Ziyang Jun.
When she returned to the cage, Jiang Xuanjin gently tapped on the edge of the small window next to her: "Don't let the old lady know."
"Subordinates understand."
The wheels rolled quickly and the carriage was very bumpy. After looking at him several times, he finally couldn't help but said, "Master, what are you doing so quickly?"
Jiang Xuanjin said quietly: "If you get to the border city earlier, you will be safe earlier."
Is it for safety? Chengxu shook his head: "Are you... still remembering Madam?"
"No." Jiang Xuanjin replied decisively, "She wants to go by herself, what does this monarch remember her to do?"
Having been with his wife for half a year, I have not learned anything else, and my ability to lie and not blush has really increased a lot. He sighed and sighed for fear that he would become angry, so he didn't say much, so he wanted to go back and see where the rest of the Jiang family had gone.
However, as soon as the horse's head was turned, a cold light came through the air, and the scalp was numb to the screaming sound.
"Be careful!" Yu Feng on the cowl let out a low voice. Reined immediately.
"Qiang" Chengxu leaned back on the horse, and could not escape the short arrow, his eyes suddenly sharp, he drew the long sword from his waist and looked at the place.
In the deep woods, the wind moved and the sea of ​​leaves was surging, and the cool air permeated.
The surrounding guards became alert, Yufeng got out of the car and held the curtain of the car: "You have injuries, don't come down."
The emperor's reaction was quicker than they thought. He declared that the would not return for two days, and the assassins followed one after another. Jiang Xuanjin lowered her eyes and twisted her fingers, and smiled low.
At the age of fifteen, he was so scheming. Li Huailin was really an emperor.
It's a pity that this time, he, who is the master of a man, may not necessarily be a disciple.
In the humid and cool autumn breeze. Suddenly it smelled of blood. Jiang's carriage was surrounded by more and more assassins, and the guards stood by the carriage with knives, all ready for a battle.
Jiang Xuanjin lifted the curtain of the car and looked at it, but she suddenly felt unhappy.
This place is really like the woods on the road to Bailong Temple.
"Kill—" someone shouted.
Both Chengxu and Yufeng blushed, and they confronted the culprit. Knowing that there are not as many people on their side as the other, the tricks they use are all fatal in one blow, saving effort and trouble.
However, the situation was so chaotic that they were caught off guard. The two people who had always cooperated very well were rushed away by the numerous assassins on the opposite side, and each landed on the same place.
"Yufeng!" Chengxu frowned, looking at the carriage behind while separating the big sword swung in front of him.
Someone broke through the defense line and was already close to the car, and he was about to lift the curtain--
Yufeng couldn't protect himself, and couldn't stop it, so he could only shout: "Protect your lord!"
The assassin who opened the car curtain was overjoyed, and the guards in front were all entangled. As long as he sent in with one knife and took Ziyang Jun's life, wouldn't he be able to get promoted and fortune...
"Bah!" The curtain opened, and the person inside made a quick move. He punched his knife, grabbed the edge of the car door, and kicked him off the wheel of the car.
The sky was spinning, the assassin fell to the ground and stared at the man coming out of the car.
The screams and screams of slaughter were heard in the ears, and the rare bright moon breeze in front of the world, this Ziyang Jun was really handsome, and his long body stood on the wheel of the car. Even when life and death are at stake, people can't help but want to stop and look more.
What do you say in "The Fu of Ziyang Beauty"?
His anger is like a dragon going out to sea, although his appearance is even better.
The assassin looked dumbfounded, and didn't notice when the knife reached the opposite person. I just wondered, is it a pity for someone like Ziyang Jun to die?
Before I thought of a reason, my throat suddenly felt cold.
Wiping the assassin's neck mercilessly, Jiang Xuanjin drew a knife and looked at Chengxu's side, and greeted him with a step up.
"Master?" Chengxu was taken aback, seeing the murderous expression between his eyebrows, both fortunate and worried.
Fortunately, the monarch who really moved the murderous heart can protect them instead of protecting them. But the worry is, it's good, why is he suddenly so angry?
He seldom kills people himself, and when he is forced to do so, he will always subconsciously leave a way for people to survive. However, at the moment, Jun's hands are more ruthless than them, he sealed his throat with a knife, and the knives are extremely accurate, like Yan Luo returning from the underworld, which makes people feel shocked.
The assassin's blood splashed on his side face, he frowned, and he wanted to wipe it off with his sleeves in disgust, but when he glanced at his sleeves, he put it down again for some reason, abandoned the curly knife, turned his head and took the sword again. , Whispered: "Retreat!"
Still going forward? There must be a lot of assassins behind!
After thinking about it for a while, he said, "If you are worried about the safety of the people in the Jiang Mansion behind, we will split up. You move forward. Let's go and see the old lady and the others..."
Halfway through the conversation, he closed his mouth when he saw the look in your eyes.
"withdraw!"
In this fight, neither side took advantage, but the best time for the assassination was lost. Not only could King Ziyang not be able to kill, but it might also kill them. Seeing that the situation was wrong, the assassin didn't plan to chase anymore, watching them retreat, they also gradually hid in the woods.
The carriage at the back did not go fast, and it was far away from them. Fortunately, there were enough guards. When Jiang Xuanjin rushed over, the two sides stuck together, and the people in the carriage were well protected.
"What's going on?" The old lady was puzzled, sitting motionless in the car, looking nervous.
Jiang Shen accompanied him, pursing his lips and said: "What Jiang Bai said may be true. Your Majesty wanted to get rid of his third brother long ago. He took the order and returned to Beijing, and he won't end well; I have to be assassinated too. I really don't give a way to survive."
Old lady Jiang frowned: "What are you talking nonsense?"
"It's not nonsense." Jiang Shen sighed, "This is the case. Otherwise, why do you think someone who is like the third brother would do such a rebellious thing?"
The old lady looked blank, obviously not trying to understand, but Jiang Shen understood the meaning of Li Huaiyu's words before leaving, and he was embarrassed.
Just thinking about it, the curtain was lifted.
"Father, brother." Jiang Xuanjin whispered quietly from outside the car, "Sit down and hurry."
The green amber-colored robe was sprinkled with bright red blood. Old grandfather Jiang was startled when he saw it, and asked urgently: "Hurt?"
Jiang Xuanjin paused slightly and shook her head: "Other people's."
Realizing that his reaction was too much, the old man coughed slightly, and his face was gloomy while holding the dragon's head.
This kind of shame, what are you worried about? Death is also fate!
Jiang Xuanjin didn't expect to be forgiven. Seeing that they were all right, she put down the curtain and got on the horse, and led people out of the encirclement.
Fight endlessly. Among the corpses lying on the ground were assassins and Jiang Fu guards. Fortunately, half an hour later, all the carriages in Jiang's Mansion left the woods.
When the sun rose, and above the court, Qi Han went out and said: "Your Majesty, the emperor has a decree, and ordered the king of Ziyang to serve in Beijing. But now, the emperor does not abide by the imperial decree, and goes to Ziyang with Jiang Mansion. The minister thought , Such actions are indeed suspected of being unfaithful."
"Mr Ziyang returned to Ziyang, and he didn't report it to his majesty." Liu Yunlie said, "As far as the minister knows, the ruler has done a good job in destroying the rebellion, and his majesty has also issued an decree to marry him. But the ruler seems to have not accepted the decree."
This is so euphemistic that everyone who hears it knows what it means.
Jun Ziyang resisted the decree, and took his family back to the fief. This clearly shows that he is rebelling against the Holy Order, don't have a plan!
Li Huailin sighed: "Why is it like this..."
"Your Majesty, the minister has his own play." Bai De re-entered and said, "There is news from the outskirts of Beijing that there have been two fights at the foot of Linjiang Mountain, and one murdered person is an who issued an decree and was accompanied by twenty guards. All were killed by bandits. The other was an assassin from an unknown source who killed many Jiangfu guards."
The who issued the decree died at the foot of the mountain, and Jun Ziyang did not receive the decree at all. After the assassination of the people in Jiangfu. Instead of going back to Kyoto, I went to Ziyang. The reason for this can be understood by people with more thoughts.
Where is Ziyang Jun going against this? I am afraid that I know the origin of the assassin, so I dare not return to Kyoto.
Of course, this is just the thoughts in the hearts of the ministers, and it cannot be said on the surface, so Qi Han and Liu Yunlie still have the upper hand: "Jiang Mansion is assassinated, and Ziyang Jun can go to Ziyang without returning to Kyoto? What is the reason? ?"
"Regardless of the reason, it is a fact that the Lord will not return to Beijing, and it has really failed His Majesty's trust."
As soon as Han Xiao and others left, Jun Ziyang left again, and the court was the world of the party members. Bai De knew that a single tongue was no match for a crowd, and he was simply silent.
So Li Huailin logically said: "All the Aiqings are so jealous of Ziyang Monarch, but I still believe him more. To show my heavy reliance. This sacred decree of marriage will be another time."
"Your Majesty has done his best."
"Your Majesty is magnanimous!"
Qi Han and Liu Yunlie complimented in unison, but Bai De listened carefully, but secretly said badly.
The emperor made two imperial edicts, which seemed to be love, but in fact, he forced the king of Ziyang to a dead end. Once he resisted the decree, the emperor could set the name of Ziyangjun to rebel and gather all the prefectures to fight against him.
This is how to do?
Li Huaiyu was drinking old chicken soup when he heard the news. Chijin's cooking skills are very good. The chicken soup is so fragrant and strong. She reluctantly drank several mouthfuls before moving her mouth: "What do you think Ziyang Jun will react?"
As for Wudao: "Since he has come to Ziyang, there is no reason to go back."
"If you don't go back, wouldn't it be the name of a rebellion?" Bai Ai shook his head, "The Lord is the Jiang family after all. He wants to give it a go, and the Jiang family will not agree."
"Could it be possible that Qi Qi went back to Kyoto to die?" Qing Xian grinned. "That's really a loyal joke."
Not to mention, in the eyes of the world, the Jiang family is such a loyal and stupid image, and everyone will not be surprised that this kind of thing should happen.
Huaiyu listened while holding his chin, squeezing the chicken soup. Seeing that they had begun to discuss what the emperor would do after the Jiang family returned to Beijing, he smiled and interrupted: "How long has Ziyang Jun been to the border town?"
Even if Wu had the final say, he answered, "I have more than a day."
"What did he do?"
"The people who settle in Jiangfu are in discussions with the border town." Wu raised his eyebrows, "it seems to have prepared a lot of dry food."
That said, it really didn't look like he was going back to Beijing to die. Qingxian let out a "hey" and touched his chin and said: "Then we have a good show?"
Looking at it this way, how can we fight?
After seeing the bottom of a bowl of chicken soup, Huaiyu wiped his mouth. He looked down and said: "The Northern Wei Dynasty is going to be chaotic, let's go back to the old nest, and have a few days of leisure."
Wu nodded and frowned: "We have no carriage. The wanted portraits are posted on the four gates. Shopkeeper Lu is seriously injured and it may be difficult to leave now."
Huaiyu asked, "Did the doctor say that you have to lie down for Lu Jingxing's injury?"
"Yes." Wu nodded, "So if he wants him to go out of town by car, maybe..."
"It's okay, I have a way!" Li Huaiyu clapped his hands and stood up, "He can go out comfortably!"
The eyes of everyone in the room were full of admiration when they saw her. She is indeed a very clever and extremely intelligent Highness! There is still a solution in this dilemma!
However, an hour later, there was a coffin in front of them.
"How?" Li Huaiyu smugly patted the coffin lid. "It's covered with a quilt, it's warm and comfortable, keep him lying down and out of the city!"
Everyone: "..."
Suddenly Wu felt that shopkeeper Lu's temper was really good. His Highness hadn't strangled them for so many years, he was really compassionate.
"Li Huaiyu, don't you think I can't move now, so I can't beat you?" Lu Jingxing trembled with anger, "I'm not dead yet, you are going to give me a funeral?!"
Huaiyu tied a white cloth to his sleeve while comforting him: "It's not really a funeral, it's expedient! Who made you hurt so badly?"
"You are wanted, and I am not wanted!" Lu Jingxing gritted his teeth, "I can go out of the city by myself, the big deal is when I go out and meet again!"
"How do you want to get out?" Huaiyu raised his eyebrows, squatting on the side of the bed and gesticulating with him, "If you don't lie down on the coffin, you have to let two people carry it, right? Shopkeeper Lu was carried out of the city by someone who looked good ?"
After thinking about that scene, Lu Jingxing was silent.
Men don’t need to be handsome, but they must be vigorous! How could he show his dying appearance in full view of the dignified first romantic son of the Northern Wei Dynasty?
"Then let's lie down in the coffin." After thinking for a long time, he gave in, "You are prepared."
"I'm doing errands, don't worry!" Huaiyu grinned and pulled the white cloth on his sleeve. "Let's discuss it all. You are a certain shopkeeper in the south of the city, so Wu and the others are dressed as funeral family members. Outside, you can leave right away!"
Looking at her, Lu Jingxing asked, "What are you acting like?"
His survivor? Then it's time to change into mourning clothes, just this little white on the sleeve...
After breaking up her hair, Huaiyu casually tied a man's hair into a bun, tied it with a hair tie, and replied roughly, "Your father."
"..."
Just Wu and the others were waiting outside the door to lift people. Unprepared, they heard an angry shout from the room: "Li Huaiyu!"
"Oh, oh." Avoiding the pillow he tossed hard, Huaiyu said with a hippie smile, "I can put a portrait of my face on the gate of the city. How can I get past without a beard as your father? Wow, don't you Excited! Not being a father or an uncle..."
The voice inside was very fierce, so Wu listened, hesitantly turned around and asked, "Are you going to persuade?"
Everyone nodded, and His Royal Highness was still pregnant, and she couldn't hurt her asshole.
So Li Huaiyu dodged and saw the door suddenly opened. The four faces that have the best relationship with her crossed the threshold together, neatly arching their hands towards Lu Jingxing: "The shopkeeper's anger."
"Look, they are still good to me!" Hiding behind the chair, Huaiyu was very moved.
Lu Jingxing narrowed his eyes, half-supported and looked at them: "Why should I calm down?"
The four people looked at each other and replied in unison: "Accumulate virtue and do good!"
Li Huaiyu: "..."
There is no funeral atmosphere in the yard. Those who are squabbling and ignorant think that it is the Chinese New Year. Princess Danyang finally recovered her former virtues, patted the table and shouted: "I don't mind preparing more coffins for you so that you can lie down and go out!"
Lu Jingxing sneered: "Just Wu, prepare one for her, she is not in good shape, she should lie down."
"Dare you!" Huaiyu squeezed his beard and pressed it to his face, "I'll change to a white beard later and be your grandfather directly!"
"You should just whiten your hair together and be my ancestor directly." Lu Jingxing curled his mouth.
Just Wu and the others laughed, covering their mouths and daring to let His Highness notice, but Huaiyu's eyes were sharp, and when she saw it, she akimbo: "You are in the same way!"
In the voice, there is a feigning anger and a three-point smile, like a child who is angry with others, carefree and carefree. Drifting over the high fence, was swept into the sky by the autumn wind.
Outside the wall, Jiang Xuanjin stood silently, listening to the voice inside, smirking nonchalantly.
Everything was ready, Huaiyu also disguised properly, everyone finally went out, and the long funeral procession went straight to the West City Gate.
"Don't worry. I will start crying when I reach the gate of the city." Huaiyu stood by the coffin and said to Wu. "Generally speaking, people at the gate of the city don't stop the funeral, but if he stops, you will Those who should be stuffed with money, those who should be good to say good things, can always get out."
Just Wu nodded, everyone was not particularly nervous, after all, few people could think of this method, there should be nothing wrong.
However, when they reached the gate of the city, they were still stopped.
"Official master is good." Qingxian stepped forward, took a pack of silver and stuffed it into the person's hand, "My master is rushing into the soil, you are checking it one by one, how long will it be delayed?"
After weighing the weight of the silver twice, the guard at the gate lit up and wanted to let go.
"Stop." A general came by, looked at him, turned his head and said to Qingxian, "There is an order on it, you must check the gates of the city."
The guard was taken aback, and hurriedly threw the silver back into Qing Xian's hand like a hot potato.
Qingxian was stunned and glanced back.
So strict? I thought that Lord Ziyang would go on a pole with the emperor, and the emperor's order in the land of Ziyang would not follow too much. If they were to interrogate, they must recognize a few people in the portrait.
Huaiyu was crying fake, and when she saw it, she walked up tremblingly, hoarsely and said in the old man's voice: "Are you still not human? My son died so miserably, you still have to investigate?"
She has a mustache on her face, her face is sallow, and she is hunched over, really like an old man.
The general looked at her with complex expressions, and just as he was about to say something, someone sneered above his head.
The voice was so familiar that Li Huaiyu became stiff as soon as he heard it.
Qing Xian raised her eyes and saw Jiang Xuanjin standing with her hand on top of the high tower, as if looking at the distant scenery. But he was so overwhelming that he had found them, but he didn't say it directly.
Can't go.
Huaiyu squinted his eyes somewhat inexplicably. Just don't help her, she thinks of her own way. But what does he mean to stop him instead?
"It doesn't seem to be a good day today." She turned her head and said, "Go back and guard the spirit again."
Rather than being exposed here on the spot, it is better to leave soon.
The funeral team adjusted their heads and started to walk back. However, without taking two steps, someone from behind followed and gently pressed the coffin.
"Isn't it about the hour?" Jiang Xuanjin's face was full of ridicule, "My lord will give you a ride?"
Just Wu and the others subconsciously guarded Huaiyu's body, and Huaiyu darkened his face: "No need."
"Why? Not to be buried?" Jiang Xuanjin said as his eyes fell on the coffin, "Isn't it time to go into the soil for peace?"
You should be safe!
Knowing that he was looking for fault on purpose, Li Huaiyu didn't bother to pretend, and stood up straight and said with his original voice: "The Lord doesn't want to deal with your Majesty, but he has time to embarrass me?"
The general standing at the gate of the back city looked over with a puzzled look.
Jiang Xuanjin glanced at him, her eyes dimmed, and she didn't have time to explain, she just said: "If you don't go out, then you have to go to my lord."
Go to him? What is the difference with the sheep into the tiger's mouth? Lu Jingxing in the coffin couldn't listen anymore and pushed hard against the coffin board.
Realizing something was wrong, Jiang Xuanjin stretched out her hand and pressed the lid firmly.
"Can you go?" He was a little impatient.
This is Ziyang, his site, he said to go, does she refuse to be useful? Li Huaiyu snorted and brushed his sleeves very coolly and said: "Make a way."
She wants to see what else this person wants to do.
Seeing that the team was moving again, Jiang Xuanjin said to Cheng Xu, "The one at the gate of the city."
"Understood!" Chengxu nodded, and went retrograde with the team, before returning to the city gate, he arched his hand at the general, "My lord, please, the county guard."
Ziyang was in his name, although he had never done anything in the future, but all the things in Ziyang were reported to him by the county guards every year, and then dealt with. Therefore, when he came, the county guard in the city immediately surrendered, and clearly stated that there were eyes and ears of the emperor in the city.
It is good for Li Huaiyu to make this scene. The eyes and ears showed his form directly, and asked him to catch it.
Looking at her profile, Jiang Xuanjin pursed her lips. This person probably thought he was the one who stopped the funeral procession, and looked a little annoyed.
He didn't explain much, and it would be nice to have a misunderstanding. If he said that the gate of the city can be entered and exited at will, then she must have gone with Lu Jingxing and the others.
The place where Ziyang Jun settled was the county guard mansion, and he lived in the huge courtyard alone. When Li Huaiyu went in, he pulled the beard off his face, and let them get Lu Jingxing out for air.
"What do you want to do?" Li Huaiyu asked straightforwardly.
Jiang Xuanjin said, "It's okay for you to rest for a while in the border town."
"Stop?" Huaiyu glanced at him, "Did you receive the news from Kyoto?"
The emperor really got up with him, is this city a place to rest?
Reaching out to pour a cup of tea, Jiang Xuanjin said manly: "Don't worry."
Who is worried about him? Are you worried about your own life? Huaiyu wanted to say more, but looking behind him, she suddenly felt something was wrong: "Where is Yufeng?"
In the past, Yufeng Zong and Chengxu stood together. They came from the gate of the city all the way. Why didn't they see the shadow of Yufeng?
"He's going to work." Chengxu replied, "Madam can rest here at ease."
Looking at them suspiciously, Huaiyu touched his chin in thought.
The emperor's imperial decree was issued very quickly, he wrote his own seal and handed it to the newly appointed general Hu Benzhong, who sent him to lead two hundred guards to Ziyang Border Town. The arrangement is very appropriate. The Wufu declares the decree and brings no more and no guards, which is both magnificent and shocking.
However, they did not expect that this group of people encountered an ambush when they were approaching Linjiangshan. More than two hundred people only escaped and returned to Beijing. Report the miserable situation tremblingly.
"Ambushed again?" Li Huailin's brows curled into a ball. "More than two hundred fine guards couldn't resist?"
"There are so many bandits, there is really no way to escape," the wounded guard said, dying. "Please send your majesty to collect the corpses for the brothers..."
Li Huailin's expression was ugly. If these people died in Ziyang, he could still have a saying, but why did they die under Linjiang Mountains?
It must be Ziyang Jun who did it. He knew that no one except him would risk intercepting the imperial edict. But when he came to this hand, there was no evidence left. Even if he went to the court and said that Mr. Ziyang was wrong, no one would believe it.
What a dumb loss!
In extreme anger, Li Huailin still did not believe in evil. Several more teams were sent to give the decree.
However, no matter whether it is a team of three hundred or five hundred people, there is no return to Linjiangshan.
Manchu was in an uproar, thinking that there must be a huge den of thieves under the Linjiang Mountains, otherwise how could it be impossible for anyone to get through? Someone suggested that Linjiangshan should be sealed off first to reduce casualties. Some people also suggested sending troops to put the thief's den in one fell swoop.
Li Huailin grinds his teeth straight on the dragon chair, what a thief's den, he really sends an army over, and he will definitely be empty! Not to mention wasting troops, but also being played as a monkey.
Righteous, his eyes suddenly swept to Bai Dezhong, who was standing quietly.
Li Huailin's eyes gleamed slightly, and he suddenly asked, "The second lady of the Bai family, is it not out of the cabinet yet?"
Bai Dezhong was wandering, and was startled. Going out and handing over: "The minister is ashamed."
Bai Xuanji was already over nineteen years old. The Jiang family never mentioned the marriage, and no one else came to propose marriage, so she could only stay in her boudoir.
Li Huailin was stunned, and then said with a smile: "Master Bai has been loyal to the country for so many years, so he should have some preferential treatment."
Jing Wei killed him when he said, what about the Bai family? Does he kill or not?
Bai De looked at the emperor's eyes again, suddenly felt a little creepy.
In the border town, the waves were calm and there was no shadow of the imperial edict. Li Huaiyu and others stayed at the county guard house, and all of them didn't look pretty.
"Are you at fault?" Lu Jingxing leaned forward and sat in front of Jiang Xuanjin, with a calm face, "I'm not the same person at all, why do I have to join forces?"
Jiang Xuanjin slowly spread the map on the table: "My lord is going to the main city of Ziyang, you are going to Danyang, starting from the border city. It's all in the same direction."
How come you are not all the way?
Lu Jingxing squinted: "You know what I mean is not."
One is Ziyang, who is loyal to the king, and the other is the princess who has been forced to desperate by the emperor. Maybe the two will hold swords at each other again, so what are they still mixing now?
Jiang Xuanjin turned her head indifferently, and looked at the few people outside the window who leaned together and muttered.
Li Huaiyu and Qing Xian squatted together and formed a circle. Their backs looked thin and small, and they didn't know what they were talking about. Qing Xian suddenly put his hand on her shoulder.
Jiang Xuanjin stood up with her wink.
"What are you doing?" Lu Jingxing followed his gaze and smirked, "They are intimate, can you stop it?"
Li Huaiyu's temperament, the more he stopped, the more energy he got.
Jiang Xuanjin did not answer, and walked to the floor vase in the room. Reach out and push--
There was a loud noise, and the finest porcelain fell to the ground, falling to pieces.
The movement was so loud that everyone outside was startled, Huaiyu stood up and looked into the window, Qingxian had to put his hands down.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
"It's okay." Jiang Xuanjin said indifferently, "accidentally knocked down a bottle."
Lu Jingxing was irritated and smiling: "Where is this bottle? It's obviously a jar!"
The kind of vinegar!
Why do you think Jiang Xuanjin is weird? Knowing that the calculating emperor is also a person who does big things, but he is born in such a small thing, and it makes people laugh and cry like a kid king.
The possessiveness of men is really the most deeply ingrained thing that has nothing to do with feelings.
Huaiyu looked at Jiang Xuanjin weirdly, and then at Lu Jingxing, who looked weird. After holding back for a long time, she persuaded him: "If you have something to say, don't quarrel."
Who quarreled? What's the matter with the tone of persuading the young couple? Lu Jingxing rolled his eyes and thought for a while. Suddenly there was a bit of energy, and he waved to her: "You come over and help me."