Chapter Seventy-Five: The Beads

The hustle and bustle and strife were behind her, Xin Yi only saw the bright moon in front of her, the jade bridge was like a silver man, the gentleman on the bridge played the flute, and the lotus sheng seven steps were like jade. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ziyun Tower is in chaos, and her heart is also in chaos.

She didn't want to curl up in the corner to look at him, she wanted to stand on the high platform with the best line of sight, to see the curvature of the corners of his lips when he smiled, and to see how she met his eyes.

Jiang Li also stopped on the bridge, looking up at Xin Yi a little, with starlight in his eyes. He suddenly bent his eyebrows, and his clean and gentle smile instantly poured the whole world.

After the song was played, Jiang Li put down the flute and opened his lips slightly towards Xin Yi, without any sound, as if he had said two words.

Xin Yi suddenly understood. She understands. She knows it all.

What she was afraid of was that he didn't understand.

But fortunately, he finally understood.

Those two words are: answer. I am thinking about the distance, Jin Shijian, frost clean, thousands of miles of lovesickness and bright moon. Here's the answer.

Whether it was from Jiang Li's lips or his indulgent eyes, Xin Yi could instantly understand that this was the answer he gave her. It was that day when he visited Yutange at night, she said that she complained about him, and he said that he would give her an answer.

The two of them were separated from the Ziyun Building, outside the building, and could only look at each other without saying a word. I don't have to say half a sentence anymore. Looking at Xin Yi's heart, he just nodded vigorously, and his vision was hazy.

Suddenly, a jade hand grabbed Xin Yi's arm violently, and the voice of the eldest grandson Yuru came: "Sister Xin Yi, how is this good? It's over, something big is going to happen!"

Changsun Yuru grabbed Xin Yi's fingertips and trembled, she was called the Changsun Military Division, there were complaints and reproaches in her tone at the moment, and she was more flustered.

Xin Yi glanced at the Furong Bridge, and an entourage led Jiang Li, and disappeared in a moment. Xin Yi suppressed the surging feelings in his heart, and looked at the eldest grandson Yuru lightly: "Sister eldest grandson, don't worry. Take your time. ”

The eldest grandson Yuru stared at Xin Yi angrily, and said hurriedly: "You still ask me, and no matter what kind of demons you come to the high platform, you can see what the chaos in the building looks like!"

Xin Yi hurriedly returned to the building with the eldest grandson Yuru, and couldn't help but be shocked. Where is this Tanabata flower party, it's simply a Shura field. The broken porcelain pieces and broken bowls all over the floor, the scattered tables and embroidered piers, and the attendants with blue noses and swollen faces are calling directly.

The Gao family suffered heavy casualties, and Gao Wanxiu stood alone in the field, her back was straight, her demeanor was proud, and her pupils were surprisingly bright, like a flame burning to the end.

And the five surnames and seven wangs gathered together, surrounded by hundreds of attendants and maids, staring at Gao Wanxiu with disdain and annoyance. They were so angry that they forgot the manners of the family, all of them were red-faced and red-eared, and their eyes were split. No one has ever dared to provoke the five surnames and seven wangs so openly, blatantly fists and feet.

Hibiscus Garden was also agitated. The shadow guards with the surname of five and seven wangs gathered at the Ziyun Tower, and the Lu family, who was in charge of the military power, even had soldiers sent to the building. It was as if a war was brewing.

Xin Yi's heart was cold. No matter how calm she is, she also knows that it is a big trouble at this moment. Gao Wanxiu confronted Qiwang, the five surnamed Qiwang who began to dispatch the government army, and it was like hitting the knife edge by himself.

"Miss Gao, calm down. The situation is not good, don't be impulsive. Xin Yi held down Gao Wanxiu's hand tightly, and at the same time kept glancing at the eldest grandson Yuru.

The eldest grandson is the main family of the Gao family, and if something goes wrong with the Gao family, the eldest grandson will also be pulled into the water. It's not that the eldest grandson Yuru doesn't understand the stakes.

She hurriedly blocked in front of the five surnames and Qiwang, and barely squeezed out the same smile as before: "Sisters, what's the matter? Wanxiu has always been straight-mouthed, but it's just a joke, why bother to make a big fuss? Come on, come on, the sisters continue to enjoy the moon and flowers, chat about interesting things, and listen to good songs." ”

Lu Jin's eyes deepened. The anger quickly subsided, turning into a strange smile on the corner of her lips: "It's okay." Let's continue to talk interesting things. I was halfway through my words, and it was a monk who changed the composition of "The High of the Mountain". Everyone listens, especially Miss Gao, and you have to listen carefully. The monk Dharma number Yuanchen, only 28 years old to live in the temple to preside, it is said that the Buddha is profound, the attainments are pure, can not be said to be a genius of Buddhism. He was an orphan who was adopted by the temple at the age of nine......"

The women became more and more dazed, and did not hear anything unusual. The eyes of the five surnames and seven looks became more and more subtle. The eldest grandson Yuru directly turned white.

Xin Yi's heart jumped violently.

Presided over by the temple, round dust.

This is the protagonist of Xin Ling's Mandarin Duck that she found out when she traveled all over Chang'an Buddhist Temple. Now that it is involved in the Gao family, it has led to such a strong reaction as the five surnames and seven hopes, but I am afraid that this monk is not simple.

She became more and more convinced that she had fallen into Xin Fang's bureau, and the dead end of this bureau was this monk, Yuanchen.

"As for where Monk Yuanchen was before he was nine years old, there is also the theory of orphans, except for the only one who is still alive, the old abbot who adopted him back then, and no one in the Gangji Temple can distinguish between the true and the false......" Lu Jin didn't care about the strange appearance of the daughters, and said with a sneer.

"Shut up!" Suddenly, Gao Wanxiu shouted heartbreakingly. And whether it was rude or not, the sound was too poignant, not like it came from a woman's throat, but more like a ghost.

Gao Wanxiu stared at Lu Jin deadly, and her red eyes rose with despair: "It's the opposite, it's the opposite! The Gao family can bear the anger, I Gao Wanxiu can't bear it, I can't bear it for him! Bohai Gao's family, give Miss Ben!"

Gao Wanxiu ordered the remnants of the Gao family to rush forward, and the government army with the surname of five surnames and seven wangs had already surrounded Ziyun Tower, Lu Jin showed a smug and contemptuous smile, seeing that the situation was further deteriorating, he stood between the two sides with a hint of grace.

It turned out to be Song Jinyan. She held Gao Wanxiu down, but her eyes were fixed on Lu Jin: "Miss Lu, dare to ask what is the second half of the sentence of 'Ripple Ice Color Movement, Rippling Ruiguang Shop'? If Miss Lu knows, my Song family will never squeak in today's turmoil." If the young lady doesn't know, I'm afraid that the Lu family will also weigh it. ”

The women were stunned.

Xin Yi was also a little stunned. Why do you mention poetry at a critical juncture? Do you really think this is a Tanabata flower festival painted by poetry?

However, Lu Jin squinted slightly. The precious rouge on his cheeks was like Luoying who had died on the mud floor, and suddenly turned black with ashes.

Lu Jin was strangely silent. Song Jinyan took advantage of the time to turn around and comfort the stupid Gao Wanxiu: "We have a common enemy, Lu Jin or the entire Lu clan." Today, I will help you and show my sincerity, and maybe in the future you and I can work together to repay my hatred. ”

Gao Wanxiu bowed her head and was silent. Xin Yi beside her had a deep look in her eyes. Lu Jin killed Song Jinyan's brother, and he had a secret grudge with the Gao family, so these two daughters have the same hatred.

"Miss Song is really talented, poems, words, and words come as soon as she opens her mouth. But it's confusing. Lu Jin grinned suddenly. She spoke lightly, but the pursed lips betrayed her nervousness.

Just half a sentence of poetry made the only eldest lady of the Lu family nervous. The poem is not a poem, and there is more to it than that.

Electrifying and flint, blessed to the soul, Xin Yiwu recalled a *** day in the flower garden after Xinfu, Lu Jin's secret meeting Xin Bai, Xin Yi inadvertently saw the appearance of the fire beads, the inscription on it is: ripples of ice color moving, rippling Ruiguang shop.

The one that let Lu Jin and the Lu family slaughter the Song family have to come to show favor to Xin Bai.