The bamboo shoes that came into the hall stopped, five steps behind Xin Yi. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info blocked the noon sun. Some deep men's voices came, as if the spring sleepiness made people lazy.

"You're praying for him?"

"Yes. ”

Xin Yi spat out only one word. She took a deep breath, barely held her hand, and inserted the Buddha incense into the copper stove.

At the moment when Jiang left the mouth, Xin Yi's spiritual platform was buzzed and painful by a few words, and the pain was so painful: one hundred and thirty-five. The number of poems included in the anthology presented to the queen was no more, no less, not a single one was missing, exactly one hundred and thirty-five.

- Li Jingpei said, so complete. So detailed. It's like someone has always been hiding in Xinfu, copying the girl's poems, and then deliberately circulating them.

- Li Jingpei said, the flower tent is full of poisonous snakes, and the letter has already vomited and hissed, but girl, you only see the flowers in front of you.

Suspicion is like a vine that is too rampant. When a seed is planted, it spreads at an unstoppable speed. Covering the sky and the sun, there is no escape.

“…… Qingqing, I'm asking you. It wasn't until Jiang Li's aggravated voice came that Xin Yi realized that he had called her several times. She was so delusional that she didn't even notice it just now.

"What?" Xin Yi was subconsciously stunned.

Jiang Li sighed lightly, and there was a cool vinegar in his words: "But I didn't sleep well last night? This prince asks you why you pray for the blessing of the three princes. You have never believed in ghosts and gods, and even the Xinfu worship the Three Treasures, which is used to getting rid of your physical discomfort. ”

"Why not. Xin Yi swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, she didn't dare to look back, she didn't dare to let Jiang Li see her flickering gaze at this moment, "My Royal Highness and I are now grasshoppers on the same line." If he loses the war, it will not be a good thing for me or for Dawei. ”

The woman's words were clear.

For selfishness, it is the entanglement of interests in the chess game, and the coexistence of honor and disgrace. Yu Gong is a common matter of the rise and fall of the family and the country, and the people cannot escape, no matter what aspect it is, there is no flaw in the slightest.

It is like an official who goes to the face of the saint and carries the fold on his back and has prepared the words that have been prepared a long time ago. I didn't care about Jiang Jiajun or Zhang Jialang, who was facing at all, and he was perfect with alienation.

"That's it?" Jiang Li's eyes darkened, "You don't have your own meaning, praying for his safe return? ”

Xin Yi's fingertips trembled again. Even if it was April Fangfei, she still felt a cool breath rising from the heart of her feet. A little along the veins, soaking her whole body.

Or does the meaning of the slave family not mean what Childe wants, then it doesn't mean horizontally or vertically. Xin Yi said something like a dumb riddle, and his gentle tone could no longer hide the sudden stiffness.

Jiang Li was stunned. If it wasn't obvious at first, it's too much of a show now.

The woman's coldness. That impulse that came out of nowhere. The words pierced his heart like a needle.

Xin Yi didn't look back. She took a few steps forward, and the deep shadow of the Buddha Hall instantly annihilated her: "Childe plays a good chess hand. Naturally, everything is according to the child's wishes. We are shallow little women, except for the way of the son, and the only way to fall into the child's situation. Where you dare to have it, you can still have your own meaning. ”

Jiang Li's brows furrowed suddenly. However, before he could reply, Xin Yi smiled faintly again: "Childe, don't talk about lotus flowers anymore, and spit fragrant in your mouth." The little women in the horizontal and vertical can't say that they are sons. The son made a flower tent, and even if there was a poisonous snake behind the tent, the little woman stepped into it as if blindfolded. ”

Word by word, the cold is pressing.

One word at a time, hostility is rampant.

The fireworks in March Fangfei Meng'er instantly blew the north wind. The frost and snow were cold, and the cold was biting, so cold that Jiang Li's eyebrows and eyes were instantly covered with a layer of iron blue.

"Qingqing, what do you want to say?" Jiang Li walked towards Xin Yi with his hands in his hands. It's just that in the sleeve cage that no one sees, his fingers have clutched white bones.

He has his own weakness of heart. He was too scared of the truth. A splendid premeditation that he has hidden in his heart for ten years.

"The first time Childe was invited to the house to play chess with his grandmother was when the slave family was six years old. At that time, the slave family only dared to hide behind the pillar and look at it from a distance. At a distance of ten feet, even the shadow of the face is not very clear. Time flies, and now, the lights in the ancestral hall all night, and the boudoir full of poplar flowers, are just a stone's throw away. Xin Yi's words began to be unstable, "Ten zhang is close at hand, ten years to this day, doesn't Gongzi want to say anything to Qingqing?"

The last sentence was asked gently, and even the tone was the softness of the April spring breeze. But like a hammer that was too tricky, Jiang took a few steps back from the pedaling, and he had to hold on to the pillars of the main hall to stabilize.

It's hard to imagine that the chess boy, who has always been clear, has lost his temper. No matter how seamless the indifferent face is, it can't hide the panic that passes by the bottom of the eyes.

He has won the world and Kyushu, but in front of her, he was defeated too easily.

Xin Yi still didn't look back, and said quietly: "In the chess game, I can't help myself. It's not that Qingqing doesn't understand. However, I can wait, ten years and one day. I can guess that even half of your eyes count. Du Duqing was unwilling, she was blindfolded like a fool, and the people around her were blindfolded. Childe, don't you really want to say anything to Qingqing?"

The hall suddenly fell into dead silence.

The spring breeze sends acacia flowers, the catkins are like feathers, and the swallows are chirping under the eaves. The incense in front of the shrine burned out one after another, but no sound came.

There are only two figures in the main hall, one in front of the other, close to the end of the world, and a long line is pulled out by the afternoon sun.

Jiang Li's face changed several times, and the sunlight flowed on his beautiful side face, which looked obscure. Along with his star-like eyes, the night also soaked.

Almost as soon as he realized Xin Yi's abnormality, he understood that she had probably heard something, and even read the anthology himself. Almost at the same time, however, his whole being was overwhelmed by deep fear.

Xin Bai is right, the sins that have been done will leave traces somewhat. What's more, it is still a premeditated plan once every ten years.

He didn't know how many nicks this had left in her heart, and how much it had distanced them. He was so scared, so scared that even if he was a chess boy who controlled everything, he would disarm and surrender the moment the wind rose.

It's too dreamy, so it's almost morbid to care.

I cared too much, so I lost badly.

Instead of making amends or being honest, they are too afraid of the possibility of even a break, so they drink to quench their thirst and push themselves to deeper sins, such as deception, such as lies.

Jiang Li strode forward, grabbed Xin Yi's shoulder, and forcibly pulled her over. Its strength was so great that the latter gasped in pain, "Hiss-"

"Childe!" Xin Yi's exclamation was hoarse in his throat. Because of Jiang Li reflected in her eyes, there was no trace of what she knew.

The man's cold eyes were surging in the night, and waves seemed to devour the people who stared at him. The fairy-like face was condensed with a layer of pale frost, without too many expressions, but it made people feel even more cold and cold.