"Qingqing, what are you suspecting?" Jiang Li tried to squeeze out the same smile as before, but against his face at the moment, it looked even more weird, "Don't you believe me? Could it be that what I have said and the heart I have given you cannot withstand a provocation from others, and it can't withstand the slightest suspicion that you have guessed and imagined?"

Xin Yi was bluffed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Jiang Li's words were very serious, and her words were sincere and flawless, and she actually felt that Li Jingpei's words instantly cracked.

After all, when it comes to intimacy and trust, she is biased towards Jiang Li. As long as he frowned and handed over the meaning, her heart would be irresistibly defeated.

Whether it's the world or the intelligence. She got worse than the other.

"Childe...... I ......" Xin Yi said hesitantly, "It's not groundless......"

"Qingqing!" Jiang Liwu snorted, interrupting Xin Yi's words, "The wind in the chess game has never stopped. There is no empty wind, because the wind is blowing all the time. If you are suspicious, how do you want me to prove it to you? Do you want to meet me in battle, go to court, or go away from me again because of some vague speculation?"

Jiang Li didn't breathe when he said it. A series of down, smashed Xin Yi directly stunned. She looked at Jiang Li with wide eyes, a little scared and a little guilty, but she couldn't even reply.

"In the chess game, I can't help myself. I can't help it, it's you, or me, or people's hearts. Jiang Li lowered his head and chuckled twice, his laughter was a little hoarse, "Don't, Qingqing." I only need one of you, whether I win or lose, whether I am guilty of sin, I only need one of you. ”

Jiang Li's strength in grabbing Xin Yi's shoulder suddenly increased, and he actually pushed Xin Yi back and pressed it back, pushing the woman straight against the edge of the Buddhist shrine, and hitting the incense ash along the altar fell down.

The pain of the vest and the confinement of the shoulders made Xin Yi instinctively rise with a trace of fear.

The Gu worm spread its butterfly wings. Too bright colors are the most poisonous in the world.

"Qingqing, if you doubt me, you might as well kill me directly. Jiang Li held Xin Yi to death and imprisoned the woman in every square inch. There was no ambiguity in the distance between them, only the shackles that could not breathe, and Xin Yi was entangled in breathlessness.

"Childe...... How could I have killed Childe......" Xin Yi mourned in his heart. Jiang Li's last sentence hit her head, and a feeling of remorse instantly rose in her heart.

She had forced him to do this. Thinking about how much wronged he was, he was hurt to this point.

Li Jingpei's words are somewhat true, and no one can tell. The anthology hidden in Kunning Palace, she had never seen it herself. Whether the anthology contains one hundred and thirty-five poems or not, there may be miscalculations.

There are too many loopholes in the suspicion, but they can't withstand a frown from the gentleman in my heart. If the gentleman in his heart is still the best at chess, then the loophole will collapse faster.

The vines of doubt rose in an instant, withered in an instant, and disappeared in an instant. Xin Yi even began to blame himself, how he was blindfolded, not because he couldn't see the poisonous snake behind the flower tent, but because he couldn't see the discord of others, cold arrows and hidden knives.

"Childe, I'...... It's Qingqing who is confused......" Xin Yi trembled in tone, and stroked Jiang Li's back with both hands, trying his best to make up for his sins.

Jiang Li suddenly sighed softly, he approached Xin Yi's cheek and gently pressed against the woman's forehead. Half an inch away, the breath brushed each other's cheeks, and their faces were reflected in each other's eyes very clearly.

The temperature of the air suddenly rises. Agarwood is everywhere. The spring breeze mixed peanut trees that rolled into the temple.

The man's sea-like aura shrouded Xin Yi, enveloping her airtightly, her mind was even more unclear, and she only cared about muttering, "It's Qingqing who is confused, it's Qingqing who is confused......"

"Qingqing. Jiang Lifu sighed again, his voice was hoarse. He seemed to be very tired, and he bent down, bent down, and rested his head gently on the woman's shoulder.

There was no sound in the hall for a while.

Only the man leaned on the woman, and when he was sleepy playing chess, he sought peace on the shoulders of his sweetheart. There is no chess game, no game, only warm fragrance, this heart is my hometown.

The spring breeze is not as good as you. The sunlight reflects the willow catkins transparent like snow flying, the swallows are three or two blue willows, the Sanskrit sound is vast, and it is as quiet as this.

The Buddha said: Greed and hatred are all sins. Those who fall into the situation have long been guilty of ordinary crimes.

The heart is like a double wire net, and there are thousands of knots in it. What is entangled is a heavy and a heavy sin, and what cannot be escaped is a level and a calamity.

Day and eleven years, the beginning of May. The sandstorm in Longxi finally passed, and Li Jingting, the general of Pingxi, began to counterattack.

Xu was beaten too miserably by the Lu family a while ago, once he got the help of the heavens, the location was favorable, and the Wei army, which had more than a month of tails, suddenly pounced on the Lu family like a hungry tiger out of the cage.

Breaking a city in one day and attacking a pass in three days, the Wei army was unstoppable and performed many miraculous feats. The Lu family was powerless to fight back, and the situation of winning and losing was suddenly reversed, and the prisoner became the most vicious executioner.

The war has ushered in a turning point. The whole country and Kyushu swept away the gloomy atmosphere, and every family put up lights and celebrated.

And Chang'an in May is also full of joy. The grass is abundant, the calamus is fragrant, the realgar wine has been released, and the whitewashed dragon boat has been hung with colorful ribbons.

May 5, Dragon Boat Festival. Zhu noisy fishing songs, the wind and horn dumplings are fragrant, and the calamus wine is beautiful and respectful.

On this day, Xin Yi walked in the East Market with a cloth bag, looking at the shops that were opening one after another, the little girl with a spring breeze on his face dusted off the cobwebs on the plaque, and couldn't help but smile slightly: "The people are really the most accurate to look at the limelight." In the past few months, the war was unfavorable, and one by one they moved out of Chang'an. Now that the war has been won, they have moved back in a few days. The East Market, which has been deserted for a long time, is also a bit lively in the past. ”

Green Butterfly took a step behind Xin Yi, holding several large baskets, and fine beads of sweat flashed on the side of the smile: "Not really." After all, he is a Guanzhong person who was born and grew up in Si. If it weren't for the fear of war, who would want to leave here half a step? The Third Highness Longxi won the victory, and the Great Wei Banner was victorious, and the people naturally returned to the limelight. You can also catch up with the Dragon Boat Festival at home!"

Xin Yi's head lowered slightly, his smile became stronger, and his eyes fixed on the cloth bag in his arms. It is full of a bunch of mugwort leaves and male yellow, and a few dozen dozen multicolored silk threads, all of which are materials for female red.

"The victory is the best, the country is lucky, and I am also happy. It's a good day, it's finally a little festive. Xin Yi raised his eyes slightly, feeling the temperature of the sun flowing on his eyebrows, not only sighed lightly, "Have a good Dragon Boat Festival, rush the bad luck of these months, and the spring breeze will also blow to Yumen Pass." ”

"It's good to celebrate the holidays, but it's also tiring. It's all to blame for the minions in the house a while ago who saw the wind and steered the rudder, smelling the wind of the eldest grandson's family wrong, and each ran faster than anyone else. Now there are not a few maids left in the house. There are not enough people to prepare the sachet zongzi for the Dragon Boat Festival, but the girl has to come out in person. Green Butterfly dissatisfiedly turned the big basket in her arms, which was full of fine Jiangmi wrapped in oiled paper, "Now that Longxi has won a big victory, those minions can get monkey skin and ask for it back." At that time, the girl must not allow them to enter the house again. ”