Chapter 8 Bloodless Soldiers

"Reconcile, in order to show the authenticity of your apologies to me, should you satisfy my curiosity?" He has always been well aware of the importance of inches, and Baili Liusheng certainly understands that this point is a great opportunity to ask about certain things, and he can only grasp it, but he can't miss it. +Kanshu.com romance content is updated faster than a rocket, do you dare not believe it?

And knowing that he was at a loss, Jimo smiled bitterly, but he didn't have the heart to worry about him anymore: "Okay, but whatever I know, I must know everything and say everything." For some reason, after Fang Cai's confession, her rejection of the person in front of her suddenly dissipated like a cloud of smoke.

Maybe sometimes, getting along with people is an incomparably simple thing, but mediocre people are used to disturbing themselves, and over time it becomes complicated and unspeakable.

"That's what you said, don't deny it." Becoming more and more interested, Baili Liusheng went against his usual style of deliberation, and asked directly: "I really want to know, what kind of rhetoric did you use to make such a suspicious person as Jinye not be wary of you, but instead give you freedom and let you walk freely in this deep palace?" This point is really too unbelievable, even if he thinks about it repeatedly in the past few days, he has not been able to come to a satisfactory conclusion after all, so he is so impatient to wait for her to answer.

Hearing this, Jimo Wuxin chuckled lightly at the first time: "Baili Gongzi, you have been wise all your life, don't you hear the theory of 'false reality' in the art of war?" ”

Well? As if he had an understanding, Baili Liusheng frowned and thought carefully, but Qing Jun's slanted eyebrows and eyes like distant mountains flashed a bright color very quickly after a while: "What do you mean......"

"I know better than anyone what kind of person he is." Standing up slowly, Jimo walked slowly to the window, and the elegant skirt swayed slightly with her movements, setting off a beautiful arc: "If you tell a lie, he may not believe it, and if you tell the truth, he may not be suspicious of you." That being the case, the truth and falsehood are half-true, false and real, real and false, so that he can't figure out the details. In the past few days, he has dried me out, probably sending someone to verify the news. ”

"And what did you say to him?" simply asked in the end, Baili Liusheng really didn't bother to bother with that brain: "How do I feel that his attitude towards you has been almost respectful during this time?" This isn't like the usual style of Jinye. "Even if he really has any handle in Jimo's hands, it shouldn't be like this.

Looking at a pink lotus flower in the lotus pond outside the window, a woman dressed in plain clothes as white as snow smiled lightly, but it naturally flowed out of the world, like a cool breeze in summer and a dark fragrance in the autumn night. It's nothing more than the current situation of the other four countries and some reliable speculation about who is behind it. In the blink of an eye, she rarely showed the naughty and childish nature that a girl of this age should have, and she showed a bit of a mocking tone: "The possibility of the first big country making a move against a neighboring and friendly country is too small, so the suspicion of being a murderer can be cleared." And if this is the case, then the next difficult thing must be the crack gold, coincidentally, I, the envoy from the iris, has superb medical skills, and I can see at a glance that the emperor of the split gold country has a strange poison in his body, if he is not treated in time, I am afraid that he will die in less than three months, so ......"

"So even if there are a hundred unwillingness in Jinye's heart at this time, I can only serve you as an outsider." Answering with a smile, Baili Liusheng involuntarily gave a thumbs up to Jimo Wuxin: "Just a few words will make the high-level of Cracked Gold dislike the life of the priest on the ground, the soldiers are bloodless, the master!" ”

Shaking his head without changing his face, Jimo Wuxin was not as optimistic as Baili Liusheng: "This is only temporary." Although most of the news I gave to Jinye is true, I am not afraid of what he will investigate, and even the nonsense poison can be taken at any time," she turned to look at the man in white who was close at hand, her eyes were calm but bottomless: "There is no eternal enemy in the face of absolute interests, we can divide them for a while but not for a lifetime, so the actions that should be taken are still indispensable." I don't know what your original plan was, I just hope you understand what I mean. ”

"Well, I understand." Nodding solemnly, Baili Liusheng suddenly felt that his vision was really sharp. At first glance, the woman who was just in love because of her similar temperament to herself was able to surprise him frequently, which has to be said to be an unexpected gain.

"That's good." With a long sigh of relief, Jimo Wuxin raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the imperial study, and there was a faint coldness raging between Qingli's eyebrows: "If my expectations are correct, he will definitely summon me to detoxify him by tomorrow night at the latest, this is a good opportunity to win his trust." However, it is inevitable that the chess will be missing, so I want to ......"

"Let me go and touch the bottom of the second prince Jinhuan for you?" At the right time, Baili Liusheng unexpectedly saw the approval and satisfaction in Jimo Wuxin's eyes, and immediately stood up with a flick of his sleeves: "Little things, I'll do it for you immediately." Heh, he didn't underestimate the depth of his fiancée's hatred, not only did he destroy Jinye with his own hands, but he also refused to let go of his country and heirs.

It's a pity that Jin Huan is the only amazing person among the many heirs of Jin Ye, but now he has to lose a piece of Qi Qi that should belong to him for no reason because of an old hatred.

"Thank you very much." smiled as usual, and Jimo Wuxin's thick long eyelashes drooped slightly, completely covering up the last trace of resentment under his eyes.

Jinye, haven't you always regarded me and my mother as mustard? Now, I want you to try the feeling of being trampled under the feet of grass mustard and see if you will never forget!

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