Sure enough, Xin Yi immediately became angry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 She put down her hand suddenly, and stared at Jiang Li with red tears in anger: "What do you mean by this, Childe? If it is a water-based *Yang* flower, I don't dare to climb the bamboo by the spring." The slave and the son have different paths, how can they return hand in hand. Childe, please go back. ”

Jiang Li was stunned. The sudden annoyance of the woman in front of him made his brain, which was planning the world as a chess game, not understand the reason at all at this moment.

Seeing that Jiang Li couldn't speak, Xin Yi was anxious and annoyed, his face flushed but he didn't want to say anything more. can only scold him thousands of times in his heart: complaining about the incomprehensible elm brain, and disappointing his daughter's heart.

When Jiang Li finally seemed to understand something, what he said was "Isn't that the truth?"

"Yes! The fact is that I am a shrew in the market, and I am a Yanghua *water*sex, and I can make trouble with my book, and it doesn't matter how many times I marry! Such a little woman is naturally not worthy of Gao Jie Qinghua, a chess boy! The little woman knows her duty and has no intention of bothering her, so from now on Yangguan Road is Yangguan Road, and the single-plank bridge is a single-plank bridge. Farewell!"

Xin Yitong blushed, shook off his grievances like a cannon, and didn't care about Jiang Li's reaction, turned around and ran away as soon as he stomped his foot.

The autumn wind in Houhuayuan made her cheeks hurt, and the hurried embroidered shoes creaked and creaked.

Thousands of grievances and thousands of resentments came to Xin Yi's heart, she blamed him and blamed herself, Fang Cai's matter was at best inappropriate words, but she was as obsessed as if she was very mindful, quite unreasonable and unable to control herself.

It seems that the daughter has a good heart and can pretend to be a chess game in the world, but she can't pretend that half of the person's inappropriate words. is like the most delicate stamen of Sanchun, when it is gently stung by ants, it hurts so much.

Xin Yi's footsteps were windy, he didn't pay attention to his surroundings, and accidentally bumped into a soft body, and a coquettish sound sounded in his ears-

"Sixth sister, what's the matter? ”

Xin Yi raised his head in a trance, Xin Ling's smiling face was reflected in his eyes, and Lingtai immediately sobered up for the most part: "Why didn't the fifth sister go to the table?"

Xin Ling chuckled: "Everyone has almost eaten the crabs, so they are making some fun." Grandmother also agreed, and let everyone do the drinking order. But I found that you were missing, and it happened that the seventh sister said that I saw you coming to Houhuayuan, so I came to look for you. Sixth sister is really, a good crab feast, you ran to Houhuayuan alone, but what strange things did you see?"

Xin Ling's suspicious gaze was dripping on Xin Yi, and she always felt that Xin Yi looked weird. The small face of Qingling on weekdays is red at the moment, and his eyes seem to contain two pools of spring water, the water is rippling, the eyebrows are delicate, and the lips are shy.

"Could it be that the sixth sister didn't see something strange. Xin Ling's face swept across suddenly, and the smile was weird, "Rather, I saw a strange person?"

The last half of the sentence smashed the Xinyi Lingtai abruptly clear. She stared at the rouge and delicate Xin Ling, and the snow flashed at the bottom of her eyes.

The cloister where the two are located connects the front house and the back garden. In addition to the avenue in the middle, there are two small paths on either side that lead to the back garden. And the location at the feet of the two is the confluence of the avenue and the two trails.

In other words, it is impossible to determine whether Xin Ling came directly from the former mansion to Houhuayuan, or if he changed the corner halfway, went to Houhuayuan and came back the other way.

"Ziqing has been caught with a cold recently, and the crab is not very comfortable after eating chopsticks. and did not want to report to his grandmother, which hurt everyone's interest. I just came to the back flower garden to enjoy the autumn alone. I don't know the autumn color of Houyuan, what does the fifth sister think?"

Xin Yi smiled coolly. She was testing whether Xin Ling turned around halfway and went to Houhuayuan, and saw her and Jiang Li alone.

After all, at least for now, she is the bride of the eldest grandson's family, and she is rightfully engaged. If the matter between her and Jiang Li is spread by someone with a heart, it will not be beneficial to both parties.

Xin Ling's eyes flashed, but her smile became more and more rotten: "Autumn is not autumn, how can my sister know? It's just that Houhuayuan, which came straight from the former mansion, didn't turn half a corner along the way." ”

Xin Yi frowned slightly. Xin Ling's words were weird, but she couldn't find real evidence to question Xin Ling, so she had to say coldly: "The fifth sister is so self-conscious." Everyone has something that doesn't see the light of day. If everything is fine, it will be over. If you really want to be more truthful, no one will get good. The fifth sister is a smart person. ”

Xin Ling grinned, and his eyes were dark with a smile. She suddenly stepped forward and approached Xin Yi, and whispered in her ear, "Sixth sister, this is wrong. Sister, I can't be smart, otherwise I wouldn't have made a shameless mistake. So, if my sister does something stupid, don't blame me. After all, what the turmoil in Furong Garden is for, my sister knows better than me. Since my sister wants to force my sister, who has the reason to wait for death. ”

Xin Yi's gaze suddenly turned cold, but his face was still calm: "What do you mean by this, Fifth Sister." The turmoil in Furong Garden has nothing to do with my sister, and I didn't force my sister to say it. ”

"The more the dog doesn't bark, the more it bites. The more well-disguised people are, the more femme fatales they have. Sixth sister, do you say?" Xin Ling's smile grew, but the colder it became, "You have my Xin Ling and his handle, and the turmoil in Furong Garden started in Lu Gao, I know all this." And I also know that no one can be wrong a second time. And the first time you are wrong, you always have to pay for it with blood. ”

The more Xin Yi listened, the more confused he became. Not to mention that the turmoil in Furong Garden has nothing to do with Xin Ling at all, even if he really reveals the private relationship between Xin Ling and Yuanchen in Furong Garden, how can it cause disputes between the Gao family and the Lu family.

"Since what the fifth sister wants to say is mysterious, the younger sister has nothing to say. But I just tell my sister: the Furong Garden turmoil and my sister have nothing to do with my sister's secrets. Xin Yi shook his head helplessly. Although Xin Ling is not afraid, she still doesn't want to carry the black pot for nothing.

"Oh, look at me, I forgot the time when I was talking to my sister. There's a drinking order going on in the water pavilion, so my sister should go back to the table with me. ”

Xin Ling didn't care whether Xin Yi should or shouldn't, and turned around and left. The rouge skirt swayed on the stone pavement, like a large expanse of blood.

Xin Yi's eyebrows furrowed sharply. Xin Ling is too eccentric.

If she had been in her temperament on weekdays, she would have been screaming and whistling, but today she is too calm, as if someone has choked her neck, and she can only be killed.

Xin Yi suddenly remembered that since the turmoil in Furong Garden, something was wrong with Xin Ling. She used to think that Xin Ling, like everyone else, was afraid that the turmoil would affect Xinfu, but now she suddenly felt that she was just targeting herself.

She was afraid of something, and she thought the crisis was because of Xinyi. That's why he sharpened the blade of his sword in secret, gambling with his own life, and waiting for the day when he was unsheathed.

Xin Yi was tired of a layer of cold sweat. Xin Ling is like a clown jumping off the beam again, but her sentence is right: no matter how smart a person is, he can't fight a desperate person.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the wild geese return south. The long chirp of the geese was like a broken string, and the sound was terrifying.

Xin Yi tightened his clothes, and his eyes were sparse: "This year's autumn is particularly cool." ”

Day and the second day of October. Late autumn.

Emperor Li He began the draft. Song Jinyan, the daughter of the official and businessman Song family, Shuhui Mingmin, Wen Zheng Gongliang, is specially named Zhengsanpin Jieyu.

On the day of entering the palace, this new Jieyu presented the dragon for the emperor to inlay the seven treasures red gold Ruyi, the emperor Longyan Dayue, specially invited the Chang'an monks to enter the palace, and prayed for the treasure.

And the turmoil in Furong Garden here still hasn't made the slightest progress. Because there are many officials involved and their interests are intertwined, they can only see Dali Temple and Qing busy all over the city, but there is no substantive judgment order, which makes the people more and more panicked and everyone is in danger.

So, in this situation, Emperor Li He was a draft again, and he was a lucky beauty, which summoned the people to scold. said that the emperor did not do his job properly and neglected the country's affairs. However, it is not surprising to think that the imperial power has long been hollowed out by the five surnames and seven wangs.

On this day, the Buddha incense in Daming Palace is around, and the monk's robe is like a cloud. Even the pigeons on the eaves of the palace were chanted so unsteady that they shook on the glazed tiles like drunkenness.

In a secluded corner of Daming Palace, a handsome monk clasped his hands together and bowed to the woman in front of him: "The poor monk has seen Song Jieyu. ”

Song Jinyan green silk combed into a complicated bun near the clouds, and the red gold peacock emerald feathers shook up and hung down a two-inch-long ruby string, shaking the coral flowers in the center of her eyebrows more and more delicate. If the flower is happy with the country, the king will not be early from now on.

She looked at the top of the monk's head and smiled meaningfully: "Why should Master Yuanchen be polite. Now that I have a common enemy with the master, I might as well open the skylight and speak brightly. ”