Seeing Fu Jun's eyebrows and eyes open, the corners of Meng Yuan's lips hooked up again, thought about it, and whispered in her ear: "There is one more thing to tell you, Jiang Ji is dead." ”

Fu Jun's heart immediately sank.

Jiang Ji is actually dead?

The secret medicine in Jiang Xi's hand had made Liu Yun care about her very much, how could she die? Didn't Liu Yun send someone to watch her?

"I said I accidentally fell into the water." Meng Yuan's voice was faint and a little lazy, "The corpse was soaked in water overnight, and it was only found the next day. ”

At this point, Meng Yuan held Fu Jun's arm and tightened it a little: "Because her position is too low, and she has never served in bed, she was buried in Heling, and the emperor and queen mother have no reward." ”

Heling is the place where the palace people bury their bones after death, that is, when Jiang Ji died, he was buried as a palace person, and he was not even the lowest concubine.

Fu Jun was a little apprehensive.

She still remembers that when she left Gusu, Jiang Xi used Wang Jin's jade buckle to enter Beijing, at that time she was ambitious, and even her eyes were written with a strong / desire / hope, as if as long as she entered Beijing, she would have a great future of wealth and wealth.

She probably never thought that she would die so abruptly and silently, the so-called future was just a burial with the palace people, and the palace where she lived was never given even the most basic name.

"Even if this woman doesn't die, I will find an opportunity to kill her." Meng Yuan said, his tone was very light, but the breath on his body was instantly cold, "She has calculated you countless times, and now she is dead." ”

Fu Jun leaned closer to him, his long ink-stained eyebrows furrowed.

Is Jiang Ji's death really cheap? I'm afraid not.

The so-called secret medicine in Jiang Ji's hand made Fu Jun always feel in danger. Liu Yun showed interest in the secret medicine. It can't be said that it has something to do with Nanshan Kingdom, and now that Jiang Ji is dead, does this mean that Liu Yun has found more clues?

She couldn't help but think of the rollover accident of Liufeng back then.

What secrets are hidden in the country of Nanshan, a country that has already fallen? The death of Liufeng, the death of Jiang Xi, and the Qian Lingsha that appeared in the Three Corpses case...... Are there any connections between these people and things? And what role does she, a descendant of the royal family of Nanshan Kingdom, play in it?

"What's wrong?" Seeing Fu Jun's solemn expression, Meng Yuan asked in a low voice.

Fu Jun came back to his senses and turned his head to look into his eyes.

His eyes were very focused, and the brilliance in his ice-like eyes was restrained, as deep as the night sky.

Her heart was flooded with a myriad of emotions for a moment. Finally, I couldn't help but ask, "If there is a day." I'm just assuming that one day, you and I have to be enemies, what would you do? ”

Meng Yuan looked at her steadily. After a long time. A low smile.

"You still can't trust me?" The music of the cello sounded heavily. At that moment, his eyes were as clear as a blue sky, as clear as a cold star. All the splendor was on her.

Fu Jun stared at him in amazement, his throat was blocked for a while, and he couldn't speak.

She did ask a silly question.

How could a man with such pure feelings and such a firm heart become her enemy?

Meng Yuan stared at her, and she also looked back at him, the eyes of the two people touched and blended together, as if there was infinite tenderness.

At the end, he smiled softly, gently touched her hair, and sighed: "Silly Ajun." Then he took her into his arms.

His heartbeat was extremely powerful, hitting Fu Jun's ear drum one by one, hovering in her heart for a long time, as if with an echo.

After being silent for a long time, she finally raised her eyes to look at him, and her clear eyes reflected his deep face: "You don't live up to me, I don't live up to you." After saying that, he smiled again: "This gentleman is the king of gentlemen, but not the Jun of Ajun." ”

Looking at her delicate smile, Meng Yuan's eyes instantly lit up, like a starry sky overturning.

"I will live up to it." He looked at her eyes, his expression was solemn, and his words were like a loud voice: "This Jun is only for Ah Jun's Jun." ”

Fu Jun looked at him for a long time, and there was a little dampness in his eyes.

She seems to have heard the most touching oath in the world.

This Jun is not the king.

This is his promise to her alone.

She didn't say anything more, only snuggled into his arms again.

The east wind is mighty, beating the curtain of the car "fluttering", the warm wind comes through, and then turns away, but it can't get rid of the breath in the car.

It was not until the carriage entered the Pingnan Hou Mansion that the two figures next to each other separated.

Fu Jun's face was a little red, and he didn't dare to look at Meng Yuan while tidying up his sideburns and clothes as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that she was obviously shy, but she wanted to make a serious appearance, Meng Yuan couldn't help but chuckle.

He put his hand into a fist to his lips, and looked at her with a small glitter in his eyes, like starlight in the night: "Silly Ajun." He said, sighing and laughing, and when he saw her turn uncomfortably away from him, he laughed even more, and even his shoulders shook.

Fu Jun's usual calm self-control was all gone at this moment, and for a moment, she didn't even know where to put her hands and feet.

Fortunately, the car finally stopped, and the sound of Fu Jun's sister-in-law Zou beckoning the servant woman to set up the car bench came from outside the door.

This voice made Fu Jun immediately return to normal.

This person has returned to his parents' house, so he naturally needs to behave decently, and not make his relatives laugh. Meng Yuan also stopped laughing at this time, only took her hand and squeezed it, and said in a low voice: "I'll talk about it in the evening." ”

Fu Jun tried his best to ignore the ambiguity in his tone, and Zhengse said the word "good", and got out of the car in a hurry.

Zou and Fu Chen came to greet each other in person, and after meeting, they exchanged pleasantries. After being polite, Fu Jun followed the Zou family to Frostwind Mengxiaoxuan, and Meng Yuan followed Fu Chen to Pinzao Hall, where the male guests gathered.

When Fu Jun came to the open hall, she looked up and saw that Fu Zhen and Fu Yao had already arrived, and they all sat in the hall looking at her with a slight smile.

Fu Jun first greeted the relatives of the elders, and Fang Hanxiao stepped forward to greet him: "Big sister, third sister, you came so early." ”

Fu Zhen and Fu Yao both nodded and smiled, and pulled Fu Jun to sit down.

Fu Jia came a little late.

When she was wearing a moon-blue embroidered peony gown, with cloud patterns fluttering on her white Hunan skirt, and stepped into the house with graceful demeanor, Fu Zhen and Fu Yao stopped talking and looked at her with shocked faces.

Fu Jia really became a little unrecognizable, and even Fu Jun was deeply surprised.

Since he crossed over at the age of six, the Fu Jia that Fu Jun has seen in his eyes and remembered in his heart has always been dressed in bright red.

From lychee red to ointment red, from begonia red to apricot red, the deep and light shades of red have almost become a symbol of Fu Jia, and her bright face is embedded in the background of this red dress, which is as impressive as a flame.

However, at this moment, Fu Jia was wearing a plain dress that she had never wore, and even her bright face was washed away by this light color, and the bright and bright became cold, and the flamboyance on her body condensed into today's introverted, with a smile and a smile, there is an indescribable taste. (To be continued.) )