Seeing this, Huo Linchun walked out, smiled slightly, and happened to be on the way, so he escorted Qi Ying back to the house, so that Taiwei didn't have to worry.

Taiwei glanced at Qi Ying and lowered the curtain.

This dead eunuch, bullshit by the way.

She turned her head to face Huo Linchun and said politely: "Huo Dugong is a busy man, how can I bother you to escort him." My sister is not a child, so she can go to her own house. ”

"It's a blue sky, the streets are bustling, and I don't think I'll meet any thieves. At the end of the sentence, Taiwei's tone was a little colder.

Huo Linchun understood.

This fifth girl of Qi doesn't like him very much.

But in front of Xue Huaijian, he couldn't show the slightest dissatisfaction.

Smiling, Huo Linchun nodded yes and said no more.

The coachman pulled the reins and rode forward. Qi Ying's carriage quickly moved away from them. Taiwei retracted his gaze and got into another carriage with Xue Huaijian.

The dust was raised high by the horses' hooves.

Huo Linchun raised his hand and covered his face with his sleeve.

Xue Huaijian, Qi Taiwei.

This pair is really disgustingly worthy.

He got into his carriage with a look of disgust: "Go back." ”

He thought that once spring passed, he would not think of Qi Ying again. I don't know why, that fairy-like indifferent face always appears in front of his eyes again and again, making him unable to sleep well and eat.

That kind of can't get it is so torturous.

......

Two carriages, with their backs to each other.

Taiwei arrived at the National Teacher's Mansion.

The hour is still early, but the national teacher has already ordered someone to set the meal. A feast, as if it was not her, but some great person.

The room was empty, with only tables and chairs, and hot food.

Taiwei paid attention all the way, but still failed to remember the road to the Qing National Teacher's Mansion.

No wonder the master and sisters came to steal the map, but lost their lives.

She followed the subordinates of the National Teacher's Mansion and took a seat. Xue Huaijian sat opposite her and began to eat the vegetables silently, taking a bite at a time, as if he was testing poison for her.

Taiwei couldn't help but laugh.

But what happened in the underground palace of the Liuhe Sect made her unable to laugh.

The corner of her mouth was hooked back to its place, and she heard the sound of "snatching" outside the door. It is the crutch of the national teacher, the sound of falling to the ground.

Xue Huaijian put down his chopsticks and looked at the door.

The crane-haired old man walked in from outside on crutches.

Tai narrowed his eyes slightly.

The national teacher seems to be a little older than the last time she saw her. She got up and greeted Jiao Xuan, showing a well-behaved and docile smile.

Jiao Xuan hurriedly said: "Sit down, sit down, it's all a family, just have a light meal, don't be restrained." He took his seat on the throne, let go of his crutches, and let the people out.

Eating, drinking, talking, where there is a need for service.

He sat there, looking kinder and kinder than anyone else, constantly beckoning Taiwei to eat more, and making every dish like a treasure.

Such Jiao Xuan is not at all like a national teacher in the eyes of the world.

Taiwei ate a piece of meat.

The size of a dice, it melts in her mouth, and sure enough, as Jiao Xuan said, the taste is wonderful that she has never tasted, but she still eats it, this is beef.

Jiao Xuan smiled and asked, "How is it? Is this meat stewed to be edible?"

"It's not just that you can eat it. "It's the first time I've ever eaten such delicious meat." ”

The smile on Jiao Xuan's face became thicker: "Human flesh is naturally delicious." ”

"What?" Tai Wei's eyes widened, and he stood up, and the chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground. Her eyes were red, like a frightened rabbit, as if she was about to cry out in the next moment.

Jiao Xuan laughed and apologized to her: "How can people eat." ”

The girl standing at the table at a loss had tears in her eyes.

Xue Huaijian called out "Father-in-law".

Jiao Xuan smiled and put down the silver chopsticks in his hand: "It's me who is bad, it's me who is not good." ”

Too slightly wept.

The girl's face with pear blossoms and rain looks very pitiful.

Xue Huaijian glanced at her and stood up. There are three people at a table, all in pretending, which is really interesting. He crossed the square table, walked to Taiwei's side, and took her hand: "It's just a joke, what are you crying about." ”

The gentle voice was faintly helpless.

He took Taiwei and went out the door.

Jiao Xuan sat at the table alone and poured himself half a glass of wine. Aged amber red, with an intoxicating aroma. He raised his glass, took a sip, and smiled.

Someone walked in from outside the door: "National teacher." ”

Jiao Xuanmo clutched his wine glass and said softly: "That child, sure enough, is Jing Ningbo's daughter." "Like her father, she has an expression that makes it impossible to distinguish between the real and the fake.

Those tears, those fears, even he couldn't tell whether they were real or not.

He only knew that the child he raised really liked Qi Yuanzhang's daughter.

Really, there are so many women in the world, why does he like that one?

Jiao Xuan lost his appetite.

In the distance, Xue Huaijian had already taken Taiwei to the depths of the corridor. As the twilight wore on, someone was lighting the lamp. He still held her hand: "You can cry if you say cry." ”

"Commander Xue said this, could it be that he was envious?" Tai Wei raised his hand to wipe his cheeks and wiped away the wet tears.

The atmosphere between them is still so weird.

The subordinate who held the lamp walked over lightly.

The dim candlelight shone on Taiwei's face, and Xue Huaijian suddenly remembered what she had asked him earlier.

- "Do you remember something?"

When she said this, the expression on her face seemed to be so obscure.

He didn't answer her, but he felt that she already knew. In the underground palace that day, his appearance must have been terrifying.

The lights under the porch are lit up one by one.

Xue Huaijian suddenly leaned over and asked her, "If one day, I have to die, can you live alone?"

Startled, he tried to back away, trying to look him in the eye. But he trapped her and didn't let her move. All she saw was the light swaying in the wind, like stars floating in the dark night.

Dizzy, he lowered his voice too slightly, and called his name: "Xue Jia, you let go of me." ”

Xue Huaijian smiled.

When she is annoyed, when she is sad, she always seems to involuntarily call him "Xue Jia". That name, to her, seemed to have a meaning that he couldn't understand.

But Xue Jia, in the final analysis, is not his name.

Xue Huaijian smiled on his lips and let go of his hand.

Taiwei was trembling.

She finally knew what kind of mood Xue Huaijian was like when she looked at her dead at that time. She grabbed his wrist and said, "If I say no, what are you going to do?"

The young and handsome commander, who was accustomed to seeing blood, looked at her fixedly under the lamp, and suddenly sighed: "What else can I do, of course I have to live desperately." ”

Those worries, anguishes, in front of her, were nothing.

If they are lucky, maybe they will live to the day when their hair is gray.

Twilight poured into the cloister.

Xue Huaijian made up his mind: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Qi Xiaowu for many years. ”

He lifted his hand and gently brushed the wetness from her face.

"My surname is Murong, with a single name and a Shu character, and I am your fiancé. ”