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He didn't die, not only did he not die, but he was alive and well.

Rong En said that the emperor personally ordered Bing Yin to be executed in public, but now he was standing alive in front of Zijin.

Rong Li looked at Bing Yin, an unpredictable look flashed in his eyes, "I made you suffer." ”

Bing Yin once appeared half a year before Rong Li entered King Lin's mansion and became the close guard of Old Prince Lin, he has been walking on thin ice for so many years, and Bing Yin is alive and scared every day, what kind of perseverance can support him to this point.

In the face of Rong Li's care, Bing Yin didn't say a word, but he never regretted doing things for Rong Li, just because this young man never let him down.

Everyone only knew that half a year ago, a powerful intelligence organization in the imperial city grew rapidly, but they didn't know that Liyuan Pavilion had cultivated enough power in the four kingdoms of Southern Xinjiang, Xiliang, Beiwei, and Tianyu a few years ago, from the civil and military officials in the imperial court to the Shi tribes, all of which were controlled by him.

Even Bing Yin didn't know how he managed to control such a huge group of forces single-handedly.

Bing Yin's surrender to Rong Li stems from the fact that the Bing family had promised the Rong family, and the Bing family has surrendered to the Rong family for generations, and it has been since death.

The evening breeze ruffled his hair and tickled his cheeks.

Zijin stretched out his hand to stop the scattered hair behind his ears, but today's hair seemed to be a little disobedient.

Pick it up, fall down, pull it over again, fall down again, Zijin was a little angry.

Rong Li looked at the woman in front of her, the breeze blew her hair a little messy, and she frowned slightly, adding a kind of weakness and helplessness.

The fingers lightly touched the soft hair, and the woman looked at him with a side face, her clear eyes buried under the messy hair.

Rong Li was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know when his hand actually held the green silk for her, "I'll help you." ”

He once had his hair tied for this woman, as long as he raised his eyes, he could see that the woman in the bronze mirror smiled shallowly and shyly, and the joy in his eyes was undisguised.

This time, there was no bronze mirror, and she still obediently let him help her curl her hair, but she lacked the smile from the bottom of her heart.

Rong Li sighed helplessly, he held her hair with one hand, and the other hand touched the white ribbon that tied the hair on his head, and with a slight pull, his satin-like black hair spread out and slid behind him.

His long, white fingers ran through her hair.

"Alright."

Zijin was a little uncomfortable, took two quick steps forward, and turned around.

The wind blew the white clothes and black hair, swaying in the moonlight, a few strands caressing the contours of his beautiful face.

The moving aura circulates in the heaven and earth, condensing elegance and luxury between the eyebrows, and the melting ice and snow in early spring turn into the wind of spring.

Nature is quiet, like a high cloud, frost in the mist, so beautiful that I am afraid that he will dissipate in the wind.

Zijin stared at his eyes, which were softer than the moonlight, and watched the spring water swing the moonlight in his eyes.

Subconsciously touched the back of his head, the hairband with green silk was tied, and this hairband was tolerant.

The calm and elegant aura made Zijin blush and his heart jumped, maybe Rong Li saw her embarrassment and thoughtfully looked away.

Relieving herself from the extreme shock, Zijin bit her lip flap to force herself to come to her senses, and she asked word by word: "Have you ever liked me?" ”

Although Zijin's question is abrupt, this is the problem she is most concerned about, she doesn't understand Rong Li's intentions, because it is too difficult to understand.

She has asked this question more than once in the past, and he doesn't even bother to perfunctory her, but if he doesn't like it, why is he always gentle with her, even if Zijin has no use value now, he will still curl her hair, but if he likes it, why does he deceive her again and again and hurt her.

Rong Li's heart is too deep, like the sea.

Rong Li looked at Zijin in a daze, his eyes met, and in a trance, he seemed to see the woman from four years ago again, with tears in his eyes, asking him if he liked her a little, and now the same scene appeared in front of him again, but this woman was different.

Her eyes are clear and bright, full of stars, no longer as blurry as before, her smile is sincere and beautiful, two lives and deaths, washing her soul, so beautiful.

The closer I get to her, a touch of incomprehensible emotions will appear in my heart, constantly surging, and I can't help but want to get close but want to escape.

"Nope."

His expression was a little weird, and at that moment Zijin thought that he had mistaken it, Rong Li turned his face to the side, and his beautiful face was hidden in the shadows.

He seemed to be unbearable, but his voice was cold and resolute, and he no longer left Zijin a chance to think about it for a moment.

sighed softly, as if helpless, and as if he had let go of the burden in his heart, "Rong Li." ”

Rong Li looked at the woman in front of her, the last trace of gloom between her eyebrows dissipated, and she was slightly stunned, such a Zijin actually gave birth to a kind of free and casual beauty.

What does she want to do?

Rong Li watched Zijin take out the dagger from his sleeve, this was what he returned to her, did she really want to stab him again?

Fortunately, if this can make Zijin vent his anger, he doesn't care, and he will suffer again.

The original doubts in his eyes turned into calm, Rong Li looked at Zijin quietly, watching her pull out the dagger,

Rong Li smiled, waiting for the dagger to stab into his body.

As Rong Li expected, Zijin raised his dagger and aimed it at Rong Li's beautiful neck.

Search!

Search!

Before Zijin could make a move, the crisp sound of two long swords out of the body sounded one after another in the night, Bing Yin saw that his young master was in danger and naturally wanted to stop him, while Yan Shu on the side would make a timely move in order to protect Zijin.

"Stand down."

"Stand down."

Zijin looked at Yan Shu and said a word, and at the same time, Rong Li also said exactly the same two words.

Yan Shu looked at Zijin with some concern, but in the end she obeyed her order and withdrew the long sword from its scabbard, and Bing Yin then collected the sword as well.

Zijin looked at the calm and calm Rong Li, and his tone was brisk, "Don't worry, your grievance with me has long been settled, so I won't kill you." ”

Saying that, with a twist of her wrist, the dagger in her hand left Rong Li's neck, and the blade hooked a few strands of green silk.

"Your men cut off my hair, and I cut yours today, and from now on, you and I truly owe each other."

Putting away the dagger, Zijin didn't want to look at Rong Li anymore, she turned around and said softly: "Rong Li, I don't regret liking you, but from today on, I will try my best not to like you anymore." ”

"You go, from now on, you will have your own world, and you will regret it for no time."

Zijin's voice was originally pleasant and good, but now it is even more resolute and free, as if the jade ring is lightly buttoned, crisp and bright.

Cut off the green silk, cut off the silk.

Rippling time, from the past life to this life, the thoughts that travel through time and space, trekking through mountains and rivers, crossing the fate, fake and true feelings, between the pen, in addition to parting strangely, or pain, or injury, life and death are light, she has no complaints, no regrets.

She is Lin Zijin and Tan Meng.

Love and dignity, once she chose love, now she chooses dignity.

At least in front of Rong Li, she has to make up her mind to maintain what little dignity she has left.