102 Grass and trees are soldiers

It was night, the carriage slowly stopped in front of the back door of the Su Mansion, and a girl dressed as a small maid lifted the curtain from the carriage. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Jiang Yirou looked at the lotus root pink bag in her hand, and Ji Liansong's words echoed in her mind.

"If Su Bai is looking for trouble with you, you can show him this."

She clenched the bag in her hand, took a deep breath and jumped out of the carriage.

"Miss Jiang." Ci Shuang called softly.

Jiang Yirou paused and turned her head to look at him.

In the melting night, the young man's jade-white face was faintly hazy, and his cold eyebrows and eyes softened a little: "Please stretch out your hand." ā€

Jiang Yirou was stunned for a moment, not knowing what it meant-could it be that this was another trick by Ji Lian Song?

Cishuang saw her looking at herself meaningfully, and clearly thought that he had bad intentions, so she couldn't help but clench her fists and cough, and said in her heart: It's all because the master Su Ri bullied people too much, so that he was also regarded as a jackal, tiger and leopard.

"Don't worry, girl, I'm just ordered to give you an explanation, and there is no malice." He said with a solemn expression.

Jiang Yirou was stunned, and then her eyebrows were overjoyed: "Really? ā€

"Really."

Jiang Yirou looked suspicious and did not stretch out his hand. As the saying goes, once you are bitten by a snake, you are afraid of the well rope for ten years. Jiang Yirou has seen Ji Liansong's treacherous tricks, and her courage has become less and less.

The words are condensed, fresh and angry, and now they are deliberately putting on a serious and square color, but they didn't expect to be suspicious.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he said in his heart: This is all caused by the master.

Jiang Yirou looked at him suspiciously for a moment, and saw that his handsome face was tense, his eyes were clear, and he didn't seem to be deceitful, so he finally slowly stretched out his hand. Cishuang pursed her lips, raised her hand and put her arm, secretly exerting internal force. The fingertips fall on the acupuncture points and slowly press down, which seems to be a light movement, but in fact it contains a lot of power. A stream of heat gushed from her abdomen, filling her limbs in an instant.

She swayed, almost fell, and held on to the rails to stand firmly.

Cishuang withdrew her hand and looked her up and down: "How is the girl?" ā€

Between the shallow light and shadow, Jiang Yirou's pale face regained a trace of blood, and her eyes were bright. She let go of her hand and let out a long exhale, her voice slightly hoarse: "Much better, thank you." ā€

Cishuang nodded: "It's not early, girl, hurry up." ā€

Jiang Yirou pursed her lips and smiled: "Okay." She walked to the door, couldn't help but turn her head to look, and saw Cishuang standing by the carriage silently looking at this side, and her heart settled down for a while, and pushed the door and stepped into the courtyard.

I'm afraid Ji Liansong told Cishuang to wait for him to enter the door before leaving, right?

Yes, if not, why wait there.

Thinking of this, her heart warmed inexplicably.

There was silence in the Su Mansion, and through the dim light, the plain white streamers could be faintly seen swaying slightly in the night breeze. Because of the death of Mrs. Su, there was a little more mourning in the Su Mansion, especially at night. The weather has turned cold these days, and it is even more chilly at night. Since the last time the so-called poisonous insect bite came out, no one dared to go out of the house after dark. There was no figure on the way, and the trees beside the road were bleak and desolate.

A huge mansion with a gloomy dead air.

She was slightly confused, and couldn't help but speed up her pace.

The door of the Xuan Courtyard was half hidden, Jiang Yirou stepped forward, and couldn't help but be taken aback when she saw that the room was lit up, and the sound of talking came faintly.

Listening to the voice, it seems that there is a man in the room.

What's going on?

Jiang Yirou quietly stepped forward and leaned to the window to listen.

"The fifth sister is a girl's family, practicing such neat and tough words is inevitably more rigid, why don't you learn to write hairpins like the third sister?"

Jiang Yirou is a spirit, this voice is Su Bai!

"Let the second brother laugh, I wrote it casually when I was bored, and I wrote it according to what I liked." Su Peiran smiled slightly.

"It's okay, I didn't want to be a big family, just a pastime," Su Bai said, "I saw that the fourth sister has been obsessed with the guqin recently, and I often invite the third sister to ask for advice, and I don't see you much after going a few times, and I thought you were not in good health again." ā€

"These days are much better, and I have Second Brother Lao to remember."

There was silence in the room for a moment, and Su Bai said softly: "Do you like the jujube cake last time?" If you like it, I'll bring it to you later. ā€

Su Peiran hummed softly: "I'm eating, is the jujube cake with almonds added to it?" ā€

Su Bai chuckled lowly: "This has been eaten by you, the fifth sister's tongue is so powerful, and the jujube cake of this family is indeed different from the others." ā€

Through the window, Jiang Yirou saw Su Peiran's head moving to the side, and seemed to be a little embarrassed to turn her face away.

"It's not early, you rest early, don't practice too late, and I'll come to see you in a few ****."

"Well," Su Peiran blessed his body, "Second brother walks slowly." ā€

Jiang Yirou straightened up in shock. Hearing Su Bai's footsteps getting closer and closer, she looked stunned, and simply flew up and jumped onto the roof.

Su Bai walked out of the house, looked around, and a trace of different color flashed under his eyes.

Jiang Yirou hurriedly leaned over, spread her hands and feet, and the whole person was flat on the roof tiles.

He stood there and shook his head, and finally raised his foot and walked out of the sparse Xuan.

Jiang Yirou breathed a sigh of relief, jumped to the ground, and pushed the door straight in: "AE Ran-"

Su Peiran leaned on the window with half of his body, his head in one hand and the pen in the other, but his eyes were stunned. When she suddenly appeared, the pen in her hand fell to the ground with a click.

Jiang Yirou saw that Su Peiran only looked at herself, but did not speak, and felt faintly bad in her heart.

Sure enough, Su Peiran looked at her for a long time, Huo Ran got up, ignored the pen that fell on the ground, turned around and walked into the back room quickly.

Jiang Yirou hurriedly followed, and as soon as she entered, she saw her pillowing her head with her hands, lying on her side on the bed, and facing her back to herself.

"Pei Ran, good Pei Ran, don't be angry, it's not good for your body to be angry." Jiang Yirou sat on the bed and reached out to touch her back.

Su Peiran snorted coldly, and waved his sleeve away from her hand.

Jiang Yirou put her hand on it again and brushed it three or four times, Su Peiran finally got tired and stopped moving: "If you do this now, I won't believe you anymore, I promised well before, but I left it behind in a blink of an eye, right?" It doesn't matter if I'm not in good health, it's best to die, and I'll be a hundred, so as not to live badly! ā€

There was no sound behind him for a long time.

Su Peiran slowly opened his eyes and felt a little strange.

After a while, there was an intermittent whimper sound in the room, sometimes high and sometimes low, as if it was difficult to suppress, and it sounded extremely sad.

Su Peiran panicked, hurriedly turned around to look, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he faced a smiling face: "What do you say about whether you die or not, whether you are bad or not, in the end, you still feel sorry for me?" ā€

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