Chapter 400: Is that portrait in

At that moment, Jiang Si's heart jumped suddenly, and the look in Yu Jin's eyes was a little strange.
In the summer of Jingming's nineteenth year, it was indeed not too long since the crown prince was deposed for the first time.
At this moment, Jiang Si actually gave birth to the idea that Yu Qi and her were the same for two lives.
"Ajin."
Yu Jin smiled and pulled Jiang Si into his arms and looked into her eyes: "Why look at me like this?"
"Why do you say that the prince has been in office soon?"
Yu Jin sneered: "As the saying goes, there is rain in the sky, and people do harm. If you don't do it, you won't die. The prince is no ordinary doing it, and it's only strange to be a long time."
Jiang Si fixedly looked at Yu Jin.
"What's the matter?" Yu Jin was puzzled, suddenly realized, and asked in Jiang Si's ear, "Did you miss me?"
Jiang Si froze for a moment, and then flew over with a blank eye: "What are you thinking about?"
In the blue sky and white sun, in the carriage, how could this think of those--cough cough, it seems that it is not impossible.
Jiang seemed to think of his past life.
At that time, this guy seemed to have never seen a woman in a few lifetimes, and entangled with her all day long. She refused with shame at the beginning, and finally had the joy of breaking the can.
It seems, in fact, that when a game of chess meets opponents, it is already a pleasant thing both physically and mentally.
Yu Jin has been watching the person in his arms.
Seeing her as if reminiscing, his eyes flashed with light that made his heart sway, and he was immediately encouraged.
Ah must think about his bravery last night.
Originally, he could do better, but he was afraid that Ah Si could not stand it...
Thinking about it this way, it seemed that the body was ignited with fire, and the whole person became hot.
Yu Jin pursed her lips, lowered her head and took a bite between Jiang Sixue's white neck, boldly untying her clothes.
Jiang Si held down that restless big hand: "Don't mess around, I still hurt..."
Yu Jin immediately resumed sitting in a precarious manner, and even pushed Jiang Si outside.
Jiang Si smiled angrily: "Why don't you throw me out of the carriage?"
Yu Jin was distressed and wronged, and sighed: "Liu Xiahui is hard to deal with."
Jiang Si leaned against the wall of the car, and his voice lowered, "A Jin, I also think that the prince has been in office soon."
Yu Jin didn't realize there was a difference, and said with a smile: "We thought of going together."
If the emperor Laozi only has one son, then it doesn't matter if the prince is a god. But the emperor Laozi is too able to give birth. There are eight princes, and the youngest have reached the age of marriage.
Although he saw those brothers being stupid and yin yin, he couldn't stop those people from staring at the crown prince.
The wolves were waiting, and the emperor Laozi was in great health. It is hard to say whether the prince can be a human being with his tail between his tails and wait until he succeeds.
Of course, these have nothing to do with him and Asi. He is a idle prince anyway, closed the door in the palace with Asi and Asi and Meimei is a fairy-like day. Let the flesh bones of the throne let those crazy dogs fight.
Yu Jin thought about last night, only to feel that the following days would be immersed in a honeypot, it was refreshing and contented.
Jiang Si was convinced that Yu Jin was different from her.
She was a little bit regretful, and a little bit lucky.
It’s a pity that she and A Jin will always know what she has experienced together in the previous life. Fortunately, they know each other at the most suitable time. There is no Ji Chongyi between the two, and there is no saint Asang. There is no doubt that they will be simple and happy. a lot of.
Fortunately there is more than regret, for her, it is considered a blessing.
When she was a child, she didn't believe in fate, but when she grew up, she believed in those things, but now she believes that fate must be won by herself.
Jiang Si put aside his doubts, but Yu Jin suddenly asked, "Asi, you can heal Princess Fuqing's eyes. You really knew it by birth?"
"Don't believe me?" Jiang Sixiao asked.
"No." Yu Jin held Jiang's hand and intertwined her fingers. "You may not know that in some tribes in southern Xinjiang, the saying that they are born to know is very popular."
Jiang Si's heart beat.
Yu Jin continued: "For example, the Wu Miao people, their saints are called the chosen people. It is said that only girls who are naturally sensitive to different arts can be candidates for saints, and as these saints grow up, they are determined There will be a girl who has a talent that is far superior to others, as if she is born to understand the use of those different arts... This person will become the saint of the Wu Miao tribe, and will become the new elder after the death of the previous saint, that is, Wu The leaders of the Miao and the surrounding tribes..."
The leaders who have truly mastered the Wu Miao tribe and dependent tribes, if they are confronted with Da Zhou or several other countries, it is not a problem to disrupt half the sky.
Yu Jin picked up a plum from the small table fixed in the carriage and threw it into his mouth, chewed it down, and took a few sips from the teacup, thinking about Nanjiang in his mind.
That was where he stayed for many years. It looked like a small place, but it was actually mysterious and terrifying.
Seeing this, Jiang reached out and put his hand on Yu Jin, and said with a faint smile: "A Jin, do you know Saint Wu Miao very well."
In the previous life, she had faked the Wumiao saint for two years, because she was afraid of revealing her flaws and had little contact with people in her clan. She spent most of her time learning different arts. The familiar people except Yu Qi were Asang's personal handmaid.
Now think about it, that experience brought her all kinds of magical abilities, and there are not many other imprints left in her memory.
"I knew it by coincidence." Yu Jin didn't want to say more about Nanjiang.
Jiang Si's lips moved slightly, and she deliberately asked about the portrait, but couldn't ask.
Although husbands and wives should treat each other frankly, how to count this kind of problems left over from previous lives?
At this time, not only should she not know the appearance of the saint Asang, but also the existence of that portrait.
Should she tell Yu Qi that she was born again?
Anything else is fine, but Jiang Si never thought about it.
The secret of rebirth is like her most intimate piece of clothing, once it is stripped away, it is really naked.
Thinking of this, Jiang Si suddenly thought of another question: Is that portrait in Yu Qi's study in this life?
Together with these questions, it seemed as if a stone caused a thousand waves in the lake of mind, and they could not wait to return to King Yan's mansion immediately.
In the solitude that Yu Jin felt short and Jiang felt long, the carriage finally stopped.
King Yan's Mansion is here.
The two got out of the car one after another and walked in side by side.
A grayish-yellow shadow rushed over, stopped in front of Jiang Si, wagged his tail pitifully.
Yu Jin gritted his teeth with a black face: "Er Niu, you dare to show up!"
A red silk was wrapped around the mouth of the Erniu, and a bow was tied, making two grievances.
Jiang Si was distressed when he saw it, and stared at Yujin: "The Er Niu just wants to eat sauce elbow, how can he punish him like this?"
Yu Jin's face became darker.
Just want to eat elbow with sauce? This dog thing is clearly because he married Ah Si forbid it to follow, deliberately making trouble.
He was almost shocked!