Suddenly, Wang Song's heart felt a violent tremor, so that a kind of heartache that he had never experienced before, or for a long time, started from his left chest, tightened violently, little by little, and spread to his whole body, and the limbs seemed to have been subjected to the most severe Ling Chi at this moment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He felt extremely depressed, as if someone had used a barbed stick to stir the soft waves in his heart that had been trying to keep it plain and rippling.

It hurts, it hurts......

The smile on Wang Song's face was gone, he trembled, and slowly stretched out his hands, as if Jing Yan's face was shining with ghostly tears, it was the most beautiful scenery in the world, and he couldn't help but want to touch it.

But before the hands had touched her beautiful cheeks, the woman in front of her had turned her face away, and her face was suddenly hidden in the darkness, and only a little light could be seen flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"Yan'er ......" Wang Song smiled bitterly, this time, he was really wrong, Wang Song, who claimed to be invincible all over the world on the battlefield, felt so powerless for the first time, as if someone had sucked his soul away.

"I shouldn't take it for granted, but ......"

"I'm tired." Jing Yan interrupted him, and the voice came faintly, as if it was from a distant and ethereal valley, and the distance was too long and too long.

She stood up and walked into the inner room, the curtain lowered, reflecting her faint, thin body fading into a blur, and not looking back.

Inside Fu Long Xuan.

Mrs. Gao was lying on the couch, hugging the quilt, and Nian An Sining in front of him knelt on the ground, holding the delicate and gorgeous hookah, and he didn't dare to come out.

The house was filled with smoke and smell, and ordinary people would not be able to stay. And Wang Guanghe stood at the thickest part of the smoke, motionless and silent.

After a long time, Wang Guanghe finally raised his head, he didn't dare to look at Gao's face on the couch, that already serious face, now in the thick smoke, it looked even deeper and terrifying, he shuddered, and then looked at Rui Hong, who was standing with his hands down.

Ruihong and Lingzhu were originally the most relied on girls beside Lao Taijun, and later the delicate Lingzhu was given to Wang Guanghe to fill the house, but was killed by Ji's design, and Ruihong, after being rejected by Wang Guanglin in person, is now following Lao Taijun to concentrate on serving.

She looked at Wang Guanghe, who was standing on the ground without saying a word, and suddenly felt sad in her heart, if Lingzhu was still there, with a master like Ji's, she was destined to not live long, and then looked at the old lady, and saw her brows trembling, she knew that she had relented, and then nodded to Wang Guanghe.

Wang Guanghe got the signal, stepped forward and knelt down, and said, "Mother." ”

Gao Shi glanced at him and did not speak.

"Mother, you must already know about today's events, I have confined Ji Guizhi to Chonghua Garden, Ma and Jing'er are also locked in their respective rooms, Luan'er and his ......"

"That's it! Stop it! Old Taijun Gao suddenly spoke, her voice was high-pitched, and Wang Guanghe was so frightened that he hurriedly bowed down.

Old Taijun Gao closed her eyes, her eyebrows furrowed tightly, and Ruihong immediately stepped forward, reaching out and gently pinching her temples.

After a while, the old lady's fingers moved, Rui Hong retreated knowingly, and saw that the old but still strong eyes suddenly lit up, and they were full of light.

"Guanghe, get up."

Wang Guanghe immediately stood up and sat on the chair next to him, but he didn't dare to fill it. At this time, the general Zhenguo with the golden sword and iron horse on the battlefield has completely become a child under Yan's mother's knees.

"Do you know why I made you kneel?"

Wang Guanghe said respectfully: "My son knows that my son has handled this matter too lightly. "You must know that whether it is an ordinary family or a child of the royal family, as long as there is such a thing as murder and murder, it is absolutely impossible to easily cover up the past, even if it is a report to the official, it will be detained and beaten first, how can it be just locked up in the house like now.

"It's just that Luan'er is my son after all, besides, he is good friends with the second prince, and he is the prince's companion, the strength of the Ji family is increasing day by day, if the punishment is heavy, they may collude with our family together."

"So what!"

Gao was born in the Marquis of Jixing, and there was another queen in the family, who has always been unaccustomed to it. In her eyes, what the second prince is, what the Ji family, is bullshit. One is the prince who died of his mother and sent people under the fence, and the other is a nouveau riche who gradually rose to the top by slapping horses, which is really a heaven and an underground with a century-old foundation of Jixing Houfu.

Gao is naturally not afraid, but this does not mean that Wang Guanghe is not afraid.

"What my mother said is that in today's peaceful and prosperous world, if the son wants to gain a foothold in the officialdom, he must have a good relationship with them, and the son is really forced to do so......," Wang Guanghe said, and added, "Now externally, we only say that the Ji family is sick, but she is at fault first, even if this matter spreads to others, they will feel that our family is giving face to the second prince and the Ji family, so we are not at fault." ”

Gao naturally knows this truth, but she really can't swallow this breath, the Ning family she loved at the beginning has died, and it is not enough for Ji to be the housemother, she actually wants to murder her favorite grandson, she really can't bear it.

She straightened up, and Ruihong immediately took out a vermilion pillow and stuffed it into her lower back.

"Recuperation is just for outsiders, as for what to do at home, you know it yourself."

Wang Guanghe lowered his head, bowed down and said, "My son knows." ”

From then on, Chonghuayuan seemed to be sealed, and no one was allowed to visit without the permission of Lao Taijun and Wang Guanghe, including Ma Xiangyun and Wang Jing, the two of them really made trouble in the house for a while, and finally saw that no one paid attention to them, so they had to give up.

Gao suddenly remembered something, and turned around and said, "You know about Aunt Hu's resignation and going home to celebrate her birthday." ”

Wang Guanghe was stunned: "Yes, Yan'er has already told me that her mother's house is far away, and she won't be able to come back for a while." ”

One night later, one of the people in the monastery said the same thing.

"Aunt Hu's maiden home is far away, and she won't be able to come back for a while." Chu Qing put down her soft long hair for Jing Yan and combed it carefully with a comb.

In the past few days, Jing Yan's hair has fallen out more and more, and every time he combs it, two or three will always fall, although the number is not much, it is uncomfortable to look at.

As soon as I combed it down, it fell down again, Chu Qing sighed, and just wanted to reach out to pick up the hair that fell on the ground, but suddenly saw the three or two green silks that fell floated up from the ground again.

Chu Qing's eyes widened, and then she realized that on the dark ground, there was actually a pair of wide palms, caressing the three or two green silks, slowly rising.

She was stunned for a moment, suddenly reacted, jumped up busily, turned back in horror, and was about to shout out, but saw that the person who came made a silent gesture lightly.

For some reason, Chu Qing's heart settled down inexplicably, until the moonlight spread into the window, and the face that was as cold as the moonlight but extremely handsome was reflected.

Chu Qing lowered her eyes, bowed down and blessed herself, and then pulled Bai Li, who had stayed aside and didn't know how to react, out of the room.

"That's the son! It's the son of the world! How did he get in, there were so many girls outside, how did he get in! ”

Chu Qing's face darkened, and she pulled out the white pear who was so surprised and excited that she could barely speak.

Jing Yan faced the mirror in front of her, she didn't move, she knew who the person who came and what the purpose of his coming was, but she was very tired, so tired that she didn't want to say a word.

And Qing Xuan accompanied her like that, standing within three steps of her, quietly watching, waiting for the hard stone in her heart to gradually become soft, and looking at her eyes, it finally softened.

After a long silence, Jing Yan finally couldn't help it, and sighed for a long time: "Does the prince regard this place as the palace of King Huai?" ”

Jing Yan's voice was a little reprimanding, but more of a familiar calm.

Qing Xuan has known Jing Yan for so long, and knows that only this kind of calm is the truest portrayal of her state of mind at the moment, whether she is laughing or crying in front of people, or not crying or laughing, she calculates and fights like an emotionless person, but only now that she is so calm, can she touch her heart.

That soft, fragile, fragile heart.

So Qing Xuan didn't want to bother her, let her examine those wounds by herself, clean them, and stitch them up, she was not a strong person, but she forced herself to become a strong person.

All he could do was to embrace everything she had, and then, in his dreams, embrace her.

Qing Xuan pursed his lips and smiled, as if he had kneaded the moonlight all over the court: "I don't like Huai Wangfu, and I'm not the son of the world." ”

He stepped forward and saw the man in the mirror, with distant eyebrows, pure white skin, autumn eyes, cherry-colored lips, and a small mole on the bridge of his nose.

The beauty is thrilling, but no one appreciates it.

"I am Qingxuan, everywhere covered by the night, there are my footprints, Jingyan girl's cultivation academy, is it only the love of the sun, day and night are as bright as this?"

The eyebrows and eyes of the person in the mirror gradually softened, her eyelashes trembled, and she slowly turned her head: "You don't laugh at my failure?" ”

"Because of your words, I crawled out of the pile of the dead, I want revenge, I want to uncover the truth, I try to arm myself, put on armor, put on a stinger, but I can't hide a fragile heart. Qingxuan, I was so fragile, so fragile that when they thought I was omnipotent and invulnerable, they actually cried......"

The Qinghui in Qing Xuan's eyes turned to a layer of pity, he knew that she was actually very fragile, even if she could bring down the power of the palace with the power of one person, she also suffered a lot of damage.

"I know," Qing Xuan couldn't help but step forward, and his wide, warm hands stroked his soft hair. It was just a momentary touch, but it made two people feel a palpitation at the same time.

Immediately, he tacitly pushed away and stood with his back to each other.

She, flustered, forced to calm down.

He, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, is as sweet as this.

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