Dou An's eyes suddenly rippled. He shook the empty wine cup in his hand and said quietly, "...... If you say...... All I've been looking at is staggering...... As Dou An, he watched the ...... Do you believe it......"

He was stunned. There was a sudden collapse in my heart.

Originally, it was not Jiang Li's order to follow Dou An, and she herself couldn't say why she wanted to follow. Even according to the rules of the industry, as long as the owner is willing to pay for the silver, whether he is a beggar or an emperor, stepping out of the fireworks alley, he will not care about the aftermath.

However, she still couldn't help but follow. Follow this one of his thousands of patrons. Thousands of miles away, regardless of the return date.

See the silence. Dou An poured himself full of wine, glass after glass: "...... Since you are here, as a shadow guard, you will come with you without the life of your own son...... You ask yourself...... Is it Dou An or the frog lord that you reflect in your eyes, or is it just an ordinary owner...... If you have the answer, why ask me......"

He bit his lower lip, his eyes struggling, but he was still silent.

She didn't know, and she didn't dare answer. Even if she had an answer in her heart, she wouldn't allow herself to say it.

Because she is the shadow nineteen of the Heavenly Pivot Tower, and she is the sword and crossbow that follows the child. Killing people is like hemp, the knife has no blood, she is just a owl hiding in the dark night, loyalty and killing are the essence under her rouge.

She didn't seem qualified to say that answer.

"Stagger. You look at me. Dou An suddenly got up and walked in, he stared at her deeply, his eyebrows were serious and quiet, "From the first day I went to the kiln, what I reflected in my eyes was just a beautiful kiln sister, and later, it was Jiang Li's shadow guard, and now, it's you." It's just you. If you believe it, can you give me the answer to my question? If you don't believe it, you and I have nothing to say. ”

The staggering teeth almost sank into the lower lip, but the eyes were floating and flushed, and the spring hidden under the black clothes was blooming with an unstoppable momentum.

She remembered the first time Dou An flipped through her brand, and she only felt that he seemed to be different from mortals, so she met. Later, this person relied on her and didn't leave, and the hippie smile didn't go in.

She only regarded him as a boy and brother who didn't grow up, lingering in fireworks and not learning skills, and even Yingluo, who flattered her, was still stolen from the ancestral hall.

Until she saw another him beneath the glitzy skin. She couldn't take her eyes off it anymore.

It wasn't until he bit his lower lip that he was about to bleed, and then he lowered his head and said softly: "I used to hate myself, why should I see another you." But sometimes I'm so happy to see this other you. ”

Hating myself for seeing another you messes my heart.

I like myself, I saw another you, and I took my heart.

Dou An's eyes darkened, and his eyes suddenly turned a little red: "As a dagger of the shadow guard, you have no temperature. And the copper coins of me, as the owner of the frogs, are not long-sighted. The situation is a competition, and it is not easier than the chess game in the world. Why don't I make a deal with you?"

"What's the deal?" The cold dagger that had been hidden with him for more than ten years seemed to have a temperature for the first time.

It was close to her heart, and it was hot and tight.

"With my heart, for your life. Just ask, to buy or not to sell?"

Stepping on a sip, the cold face that had been shrouded in killing intent for a long time regained the shyness of an ordinary woman, and the most intense peach blossom will be the most beautiful and fragrant after the cold winter.

"This is a big deal, and it is not an overnight deal, and the price can be negotiated. ”

"So, we'll see?"

Dou An raised his eyebrows. If he was playful and improper, he returned to his usual saliva appearance, and he sneered, and his eyes turned red.

"Good. We'll see. ”

Time is silent, and the peach is dying. How many springs and autumns do you have to go through before you can go through a lifetime.

And at the same time, in Chang'an, a hundred miles away. The majestic Daming Palace is like a chessboard, and the green willows on the side of the Yushui ditch are blue, and it is gratifying to shake in the spring breeze.

Li Jingting sat under the eaves - sitting directly on the steps of the palace - playing with a willow branch in his hand, and the spring light sprinkled on his solemn eyebrows, which also added warmth.

This scene fell into Wu Xiuyi's eyes, and a gentle smile swayed: "Ting'er, you have been in a daze outside the hall for half an hour. It was a hot day, and he did not enter the temple to rest. ”

Li Jingting didn't look back, just smiled wistfully, and the donkey's head replied to the horse's mouth: "Mother, I'm out of shape." ”

Wu Xiuyi was stunned. However, knowing that the son is like a mother, thinking of the rumors in Daming Palace a few days ago, she felt more divided in her heart: "Mother doesn't know how the Xin family provoked you." But the monarch and the minister, as a prince, what is wrong with punishing a people's daughter? Even if you have always had a stable temperament and rarely lose your temper like this, you are right in terms of rules. Why should you blame yourself. ”

"No, that's not a tantrum. Xin Yi didn't annoy me. No, she me off. Li Jingting pursed his lips a little unnaturally, and the roots of his ears suddenly burned.

Daming Palace and even the world, everyone thought that on that day, he lost his temper with Xin Yi. However, only he knows where his qi comes from.

Maybe it's not anger at all, but the spout can't pour out the dumplings, she doesn't understand, she mistakes herself, and no one can blame anyone.

However, Li Jingting couldn't say these words at all. Even in the face of his dearest mother, he is like a knot in his tongue, and his face covered with ice can't be thawed.

After some inconsistent words, Wu Xiuyi frowned lightly. She stared at Li Jingting tightly, and when she saw that the latter's gaze was becoming more and more evasive, she didn't even look away, not daring to look at her, and she chuckled in her heart.

"Ting'er, is it possible, you have a mind other than that of a monarch and a minister?" Wu Xiuyi blurted out, and at the same time embroidered a handkerchief in surprise to cover his mouth.

Li Jingting did not reply. Just don't look away and be silent. The willow branch in his hand was already twisted, staining his fingertips green, and he silently gave the answer.

Wu Xiuyi's brows furrowed even tighter. She looked around, bent down, and lowered her tone: "Ting'er, you are confused. Have you forgotten how you swore when you knelt in front of your mother in the first place?"

"I wish to sacrifice the chess game, climb to the top of Taiyue, and if I want to open a prosperous world, I should give up who I am. Li Jingting still didn't dare to look at Wu Xiuyi, and replied in a muffled voice.

"How did the concubine persuade you at that time?" Wu Xiuyi was anxious and worried.

"If you sacrifice a chess game, you have to give up this heart. If you want to open a prosperous world, you must have Shura means. Even the slightest fear or hesitation should not be set foot in the first place. But once you choose to fall, if you don't reach the final peak, you will never end well. There is no choice but to win, and there is no way out. Li Jingting's voice was a little hoarse, and the willow branches in his hands were tightly cut on the knuckles, and they turned white.

"Since you remember, why do you still have such thoughts?" Wu Xiuyi said in a low voice, with worry and distress between his eyebrows, but more of a resoluteness.

The more you know the stakes, the more ruthless you have to be, if you can't bear it at all, it will hurt him. As a samurai girl who once sent a woman to the throne, she knows even better than the men in the world the ruthlessness of the road to the end.

"Mother, the mind of the world, can it really be extinguished if it is said to be extinguished, and it will be extinguished if it is said to be extinguished?" Li Jingting's voice was so hoarse that his shoulders trembled a little.

"Not for mortals. Wu Xiuyi's tone was accentuated, and his eyes were a little strange, "However, the real emperor can." ”