"Because it was the sin you gave, this son was willing. Even if it's a cup of poison, but seeing that it's your hand, my son is also willing. Jiang Li's voice came from behind him, a little hoarse, and it made people tired of listening.

Xin Yi bit his lower lip, and the flush that had just disappeared came up again: "Son, is he drunk? ”

Jiang Li chuckled, took a few steps forward, and turned to Xin Yi, the tip of his nose was about to touch, bluffing the latter into hurriedly taking a few steps back.

Xin Yi didn't dare to raise his head. But he tilted his head slightly, and peeked at Jiang Li with watery eyes.

"Qingqing, I'm going to Jianghuai. It is necessary to go for more than a month. ”

Jiang Li's color was solemn, and his starry eyes were filled with two small sparks, and he looked at Xin Yi with a burning look, which was hot and gentle.

Xin Yi hurriedly retracted his gaze, the flush on his face became hotter, and he bit his lip and spat out a few words: "I know." You go to meet chess friends. ”

She refers to herself as "I", not "Benjunjun".

Jiang Li curled the corners of his lips, and his eyebrows and eyes were warm: "I miss you." Before I left, I started thinking about you. ”

"I know. Xin Yi replied with only three words. All the strength of her body was gone, teaching her to weaken her hands and feet.

"You're going to miss me. You have to think of me all the time. Jiang Li slightly accentuated his tone, pouting at the undoubted majesty of the natural superior, "Yes." ”

It's obviously a forced word, but it doesn't teach people to hate it. On the contrary, the tenderness is a thousand turns, and it is delicate and delicate.

Xin Yi's heart suddenly burst with joy, so happy that even if she put it on the shelf again, she couldn't help but smile: "This matter can't be helped." You are thousands of miles away from Jianghuai, slave at the feet of the Son of Heaven in Chang'an, how does the son know me, is thinking or not. ”

Jiang Li raised his eyebrows, pretended to be angry, and turned around with his sleeves on the ground, and the spring breeze on his face suddenly froze.

"Since the mountains and rivers are far away, then whatever you want. Ben Gongzi doesn't want to force people, but the twisted melon is not sweet. ”

"Eh! Childe!"

Xin Yi didn't distinguish between the true and the fake, and subconsciously became anxious. She hurriedly stretched out a plain hand, grabbed half of Jiang Li's clothes, and shook her head with shame and regret.

"Huh?"

Jiang Li only bit out one word. A simple word, with a slightly raised tail note, was said by him with boundless grace.

But he didn't turn back. It seems to be deliberately drying the woman, feeling her take the initiative to grab the corners of his clothes, and the years are gentle for a moment.

Xin Yi's head was almost down to his chest. She clenched the fingertips of the corner of her clothes and hesitated for a moment, and her red eyes crossed the edge of her clothes, and then gently pulled the corners of her clothes, and her upper body leaned over.

She leaned on Jiang Li's back.

Jiang Li didn't move. Let her lean on.

No one knew how flustered Xin Yi was at the moment. Just as Xin Yi couldn't see it, Jiang Li's cold face burned red at that moment.

The two of them leaned silently. The remnant snow is silent, the spring breeze does not cross, and the plum blossoms withering on the branches are blown by the wind and fall like snow.

"I'm going to miss you. Every day you go, I miss you. Thinking about the distance, endless. Xin Yi murmured softly, the man's broad, clean back was on her cheeks, and the familiar agarwood lingered on her.

She was so at ease. It seems natural to say these straightforward words with peace of mind.

He wasn't with her. She misses him. That's it. Thinking about you every day and not seeing you, thinking about it is crazy.

Jiang Li suddenly felt that a wave of fatigue welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly: "Okay." I hope that your heart is like my heart, endless. ”

——The world is tossing and turning, the chess game is palpitating and treacherous, but alone in front of you, unloading the wind and frost and dust, the old people from afar, the years are quiet, and the gambling books are pouring tea.

"How long are you going?" Xin Yi rubbed Jiang Li's back, like a kitten basking in the sun, rubbing against his master's arms.

"More than a month. Jiang Li found that he had to take a deep breath in order to suppress the fierce spirit rising from the bottom of his heart.

"Go early and come back early. Be the first to tell me when you come back, the first to come to see me. Xin Yi learned from Jiang Li's tone and accentuated the last two words, "Must." ”

"Good. The fierceness at the bottom of the river suddenly flourished, so that he could no longer stand up to the cold face, and he couldn't put on a solemn style, and his eyes turned into a gentle sea full of eyes, annihilating his whole person.

He suddenly turned around, grabbed Xin Yi's hand holding the corner of his clothes, and pulled the woman into his arms. The latter was frightened, but he obediently did not resist at all.

"On the days when I'm away, eat well and sleep well. Jiang Li's hand increased a little harder, hugged Xin Yi tightly, and wanted to melt her into his blood, "Don't be hot, don't be cold, cherish yourself." ”

"Good. Xin Yi felt like she was running out of breath. Such a dense and impermeable gentleness made her a little painful, but she was still greedy and unwilling to stay away.

She stretched out her hand, copied it to the back, and covered Jiang Li's back. He hugged her, and she hugged him.

"Don't look at other men. I can only think of me every day, and I can only think of me. Jiang Li said lightly. solemn words, but he said a childish feeling.

Xin Yi smiled, she buried her head deeper in this embrace, the tip of her nose was full of agarwood, warm and nostalgic: "Okay." I miss you every day, I miss you, and the rock has no transfer. ”

Jiang Li didn't speak anymore. He suddenly lowered his head—

Caught off guard, the shadows fell, and Xin Yi instinctively closed his eyes.

Then a little warmth and softness was imprinted on her eyes.

It's like a butterfly perching on a flower branch, the stars kiss the sea, a little bit of the sky is dizzy, and suddenly the sea is dry and rotten.

The palace road was silent, only two figures snuggled up, and the wind that had already brought warmth rolled up the residual snow, and the green seedlings under the snow were ready to go.

March is in sight. Spring is surging.

Days and March of the twelfth year. Chang'an, spring.

It was supposed to be the season of mixed peanut trees, but there was no joy in Chang'an City.

It was only because the Daming Palace suddenly issued a decree: the six princesses and the princess have been diligent and docile for a long time, and it is appropriate to marry with heaven and earth. I also read that Wei and Nanzhao are brothers, and I miss the friendship and sincerity of the state, and when the new lord of Nanzhao succeeds to the throne, the six princesses are authorized to be in the king of Nanzhao, get a good marriage, and show the country.

The sixth princess went south to marry King Nanzhao.

It is said to be a holy decree requested by the king and queen. It is said that it is to take advantage of the warm spring to go south, and it is advisable to marry the princess as soon as possible, and it can be regarded as a rush to congratulate the new king of Nanzhao on his accession to the throne.

Then Wang Jian of the Wang family and a cadre courtiers echoed, and Emperor Li He did not hesitate to approve it.

The Divine Providence is scheduled for a month later. When the six ceremonies are all together, the guard of honor is ready, and at the beginning of April, the six princesses and the pro-Nanzhao will be present.

It was a good thing with red makeup for ten miles, but the people in Chang'an City had ghosts in their hearts. Everyone can see that this harmony is an exile with a red hijab.

Zhongyuan Zun, the Southern Barbarian is cheap, and it is still a poor mountain and bad water, far away in the south of Lingnan. A small country and a widow, the road is far away, even if you are the queen, for the princess of Dawei, it is also a marriage that surrenders her identity.

In addition, the sixth princess was stripped of the title of "Jianxi" because of Wang Wenyuan's incident, and this marriage had a lot of water spilled out, and from then on, life and death were left to the sky.

Harmony has always been just a bargaining chip with women, a political transaction.

So, before April, in mid-March, the bad news of Daming Palace: the six princesses went crazy. I ran out of the house in the middle of the night and disappeared. The emperor ordered an urgent search, and Chang'an City was panicked.