Chapter 39: She Didn't Have This Thing
Hearing him say the word "fiancΓ©e", Su Miao's eyes suddenly flowed with light, like peach blossoms blooming, like amorous mountains. She raised her hand to put it on the back of his hand, and her cool index finger tapped the bulging green tendons on the back of his hand.
"You're jealous of me again." A delicate voice, with a seductive lightness.
Shen Zhiluo's face was gloomy, and his light purple pupils revealed ten out of ten disgust: "I didn't." β
She giggled, didn't argue with him, and pointed her white fingertips on the wine jar next to her, and opened the mud in the blink of an eye.
"Girl." Someone came over and whispered to her, "If you don't drink like this, it hurts your body, if you want to drink some, we still have peach blossom brew here, which is milder than this spirit." β
Shen Zhiluo raised his eyes and looked over, and saw the pretty official in the lobby coming over, leaning down and persuading her softly: "Shall I pour you some?" Sweet and delicious. β
Su Miao looked at him in a daze, and suddenly softened her voice and coquettishly: "Little brother is so good, gentle and hurting, and his voice is good to listen to." β
The pretty official was praised by her, and her ears turned red. Su Miao pulled him to sit down, and patted the wine jar gently: "Drink two glasses with me?" β
I had never seen such a likable girl, and the pretty official wanted to say that she was still busy, but looking at her smiling face like honey, she couldn't bear it, so she sat down and changed the liquor in her hand, and took her two pastries by the way.
Su Miao smiled, and asked with a wave of eyes: "Your Qifeng Tower's hospitality is so thorough?" β
Like fireworks blooming in front of her eyes, this girl is too beautiful to speak. The pretty official took two steps back with a red face, bowed her head and said, "No mile, just to see that the girl is in a bad mood, these don't accept the girl's money." β
"That's right." She hugged the pastry plate, her fox eyes crooked, "Thank you little brother." β
The pretty official nodded indiscriminately and left with messy steps.
With the icing on the pastry on her fingertips, Su Miao stretched out the tip of her tongue and tasted it, and turned back with a smile: "It's quite delicious." β
His eyes were gloomy, Shen Zhiluo folded his sleeves and stood up straight, and said indifferently: "If you like to eat, you can eat enough." β
With that, the light of the stars flickered before her eyes, and swept outward like a cloud, and he walked very fast, with a little anger, and disappeared around the corner in a moment.
Holding his cheeks in his hand, Su Miao looked at it stupidly, and said with a smile: "The good color of the entire Qifenglou can't match his angry eyebrows, tsk, it's really cute." β
The portable maid Muyu listened numbly, and felt that her young lady really had a big misunderstanding of the words "cute".
"You still want to drink?" Muyu looked in the direction of the gate, "The Great Priest is going to go away." β
"Let's go." She waved her hand in a chic manner, and ordered two girls to drink with her, her eyes were full of charm, "Either he will pick me up today, or I will drink and die here." β
There is no need, Mu Yu shook his head, everyone knows that Da Si Ming does not have her in his heart, and the young lady herself knows that Shen Zhiluo is in the way of the prince and the third prince before he should accept the marriage with her, where will he care about her life or death.
Out of the gate of Qifeng Tower, Shen Zhi landed on the side of his carriage and saw Chang Gui.
He was dressed in coarse cloth, with a messy beard and scars on his face, and he couldn't see his original face at all. But Shen Zhiluo recognized his eyes, those eyes that relied on hatred to support three points of vitality.
Pausing to move, he asked, "Something?" β
Chang Gui had already made peace with him, but he didn't hate him so much now, so he just stretched out his hand to him with a smile: "Seal." β
Shen Zhiluo took out a stack of paper with a seal from his cuff and handed it to him.
"It's stingy." Muttering, Chang Gui put away the paper, and glanced at Qifeng Tower again, "You just threw people here?" β
Bypassing him and going to the car, Shen Zhiluo said nonchalantly: "It's not your turn." β
"It's not a small one to meddle in anything." Chang Gui stretched out his hand and pressed the curtain of his car, and said with half-squinted eyes, "Since the East Palace is already suspicious of you, then you might as well marry her earlier, and with the General's Mansion as a cover, it will be more convenient for you and me to act." β
Anger flashed in the purple pupils, and Shen Zhi raised his eyes in the dark carriage, his gaze was like a quenched poisonous feather feather.
Chang Gui looked at it, and instead of feeling afraid, he was even happier. He clapped his hands and said: "The national teacher who knows the number of fates will inevitably have times when he is played with by his own fate. It's useless for you to stare at me, but as smart as you are, you know what to do. β
Qiankun circled around, and was pressed by his hand, Shen Zhiluo lowered his eyes, and his breath suddenly became irritable.
Chang Gui let go and quickly hid, laughing while hiding, laughing so much that tears were about to come out.
Someone once said that Da Wei's fate is in the hands of Shen Zhiluo, he is in charge of the wind and rain, and he also knows the reincarnation of heaven. As long as he is there, Great Wei will surely prosper for a hundred years.
However, no dynasty will rule the world forever, and no mortal can really change his life against the sky.
He is Shen Zhiluo, but he is just an ordinary person.
The more he laughed, the harder he became, Chang Gui coughed up two mouthfuls of blood against the wall on the side of the street, stretched out his hand to wipe it, and wiped it all on the stack of paper.
Shen Zhiluo sat in the car for a while, but returned to Qifeng Tower.
Su Miao was already drunk, hugged a slender singer, buried her face in someone's chest, and said, "Sister, you are so fragrant." β
The singer's cheeks were red from her, and she didn't know what to say. Seeing someone coming, he hurriedly turned his head: "My lord! β
Shen Zhiluo looked at the person buried in her chest, and the disgust in her eyes couldn't be covered.
Smelling the strange aroma on his body, Su Miao twisted her body and raised her face from the white and soft dough, her eyes were full of fox colors: "Ah, you're still back." β
She licked her lips and reached out to him, "I can't drink any more, I'll die in this fragrant nephrite." Will you send me home? β
Shen Zhiluo wanted to know how she managed to be full of spring longing in the face of his cold and disgusted face.
He gestured to her with his pan in his hand, wanting to tell her that he didn't have time in his hands, and that he would get up by himself when he wanted to go home.
As a result, Su Miao directly reached out and grabbed the compass he handed over.
The Qiankun plate, which was ventilated by the mountains and the thunder and wind, was grabbed by her like a piece of wood, her slender fingers were pinched white on it, and her nails were round and well-behaved.
There was a "click" sound, and Chu Yao broke away from the Qiankun plate and fell to the ground alone.
Shen Zhiluo: "......"
"What fell?" Su Miao lowered her head in a daze, and smiled again, "No matter, go home." β
She stepped forward to hug his arm, Shen Zhiluo flicked his sleeves to dodge, and leaned down to pick up the small piece of things, her light purple pupils filled with anger.
Su Miao didn't see it, she reached out to hug him again, pinched his arm and smiled silly and sweetly at him.
Chu Yao was lying in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't put it back on the Qiankun plate, Shen Zhi clenched his teeth tightly, and threw her aside mercilessly and almost roughly.
There was a "bang", and Su Miao's head slammed on the armrest of the wooden chair.
Her body stiffened, and there was a moment of clarity in her eyes.
"Miss!" Muyu was frightened and hurriedly went to pull her up.
Her forehead turned red, and Su Miao raised her eyes again, still looking like she was drunk, her eyes were blurred, staring at Shen Zhiluo, as if she was looking at a mountain in the distance.
"Forget it, I can find my way home."
Rubbing her forehead and standing up straight, she waved her hand freely: "I don't need you very much." β
With the smell of wine and the fragrance of peach blossoms, Su Miao hooked his hand to give the purse to the shopkeeper, hugged the wooden fish and walked out, the skirt fluttering, like an unruly peach blossom fairy.
However, Peach Blossom Fairy was very aggrieved, and staggered all the way back to the mansion, falling on the bed with wide eyes.
Muyu looked at her worriedly.
Su Miao wanted to sleep, but until dawn, her eyes didn't close, and she stared at the bed tent like that.
The situation was not good, and the wooden fish anxiously went out, wanting to ask for a doctor.
Unexpectedly, passing by the West Gate, she bumped into the third prince and the Yin family who came back over the wall.
At this time, the sky was broken, the morning glow was dyed, and the third son, who had always been alone, jumped down from the wall with someone in his arms, and was caught by Wangfu.
The vicious Wangfu opened his mouth and wanted to bite someone, but as soon as his teeth were bared out, a person with a familiar smell was handed to him.
Seeing clearly that it was the girl he liked, Wangfu's roar turned into an imposing "Woo? β
Li Jingyun snorted coldly, hugged the person back into his arms, and made a big mouth shape at it with a big blow-master! Target!
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Mu Yu thinks that when you ask the young lady for a doctor, why don't you let the third prince take a look at it by the way?
Hua Yue was pressed into his arms, and asked uncomfortably: "Childe, can the concubine go down?" β
Li Jingyun sighed, and said as he walked: "Do you want to hold it?" So heavy. β
He said it, but his hand didn't mean to loosen.
Hua Yue struggled and couldn't cry or laugh: "Shen, let the concubine go by herself." β
"Your footsteps are heavy, I'm afraid that you will wake up the people in the house."
This makes sense, Hua Yue nodded thoughtfully, and then turned her face to see the people who were staring at them dumbfounded not far away.
Kazuki: "......"
Wooden Fish: "......"
Li Jingyun let go indifferently, Hua Yue jumped to the ground, straightened her dress, and put on a calm smile: "It's so early." β
Mu Yu saluted them, and some of them didn't come back to their senses, and subconsciously murmured: "The slave maid went to ask the young lady for a doctor." β
"Miss Cousin is sick?"
Mu Yu nodded and shook his head, and said embarrassedly: "The slave doesn't know if the doctor is useful." β
Hua Yue was stunned, and her eyes drifted to the west courtyard.
Su Miao is a girl who grew up in the men's pile, and when she was a child, she often followed Li Jingyun to play in the sand on the training ground, so her body is very good, even if she wants to learn from Lin Daiyu and pretend to be weak.
When Hua Yue stepped into the door, she was bumped into her getting out of bed to pour water to drink, and a whole teapot was picked up and poured into her mouth, without even taking a cup.
"Miss Table." Her gaze swept down, landing on her bare jade feet.
With a shrunk of her toes, Su Miao rolled back to the bed, looked at her, and then looked at her cousin who followed in impatiently, and said in surprise: "Early in the morning, what are you two doing here?" β
"Excuse me?" Li Jingyun sat down casually when he entered the door, turned his back to her and said, "What kind of demon are you if you don't sleep all night?" β
Su Miao looked at Muyu, who silently buried himself behind the curtain.
Sighing lightly, she picked up a handful of loose green silk and muttered, "You don't care if you can't sleep." β
Hua Yue took the silver comb, and casually pulled her hair in a bun and held it diagonally with the comb.
"There should be lotus seed white fungus soup in the kitchen today, as well as Babaozhen and jujube cake, what do you want to eat?" She looked down at her and said gently and patiently, "If you don't want to eat it, you can also eat pork rib noodles, strong noodles, poured with marinated small pork ribs, and the taste is not bad." β
Su Miao was not hungry, but her stomach growled when she said this. She swallowed and muttered, "The noodles made by the cook at home are slimy." β
"If Miss Cousin wants to eat it, I'll make it for you, it won't be slimy." Reaching out and brushing her hair, Hua Yue asked softly, "Do you want to eat?" β
The tip of her nose shrugged, Su Miao looked at her for a while, and suddenly pounced on her with a "wow" and hugged her: "Little sister-in-law-"
Li Jingyun was startled, turned his head to look over, and saw the little bastard holding him, his face rubbing against the person's chest.
"Su Miao." He darkened half of his face, "Let go." β
"I don't." Su Miao twisted her body and cried, crying while rubbing, "There are many indifferent and ruthless people in this world, only my sister-in-law treats me like a jewel, sister-in-law, don't talk to my cousin, follow me......"
With a jump in the corner of her forehead, Li Jingyun strode forward and pulled her arm to throw people away.
"Wow-" Su Miao really cried at this time, grabbed Hua Yue's hand with a handful of snot and tears, and shouted aggrievedly, "Little sister-in-law~"
She was already good-looking, and she couldn't stand it even if she was a fairy, Hua Yue's heart softened, she reached out and slapped Li Jingyun's paws, hugged her over and said, "Don't cry, don't cry, tell me any grievances." β
Lee Kyung-yoon: "......"
He felt that there was something wrong with Su Miao, such a big girl, why should she be coquettish. It's okay to be coquettish with others, Hua Yue is familiar with her, so she hugs her to death.
What's even more problematic is that Yin Huayue, who was very defensive against him, hugged Su Miao now, as if she was holding some baby, she didn't care about her rubbing on her at all, and took a handkerchief to wipe her face, and her amber pupils were so gentle that she couldn't speak.
It's outrageous to eat a woman's vinegar, Li Jingyun thought.
What's even more outrageous is that he still eats a little heavily.
Moved a stool to sit on the edge of the bed, he looked at Yin Huayue coldly, wanted her to understand something, and quickly let go of the person to coax him.
As a result, the man didn't raise his head, and asked in a low voice, "Who bullied you?" β
Su Miao flattened her mouth, and the tip of her nose was red: "Shen Zhiluo." β
With a sneer, Li Jingyun said, "Can he bully you?" You can knock his bones apart with one punch. β
The two women on the bed turned their heads and glared at him at the same time.
Li Jingyun shut up.
Hua Yue sighed, and said while wiping her face: "Lord Shen, that person, is not very good at hurting people, before in the palace, there were no palace maids by his side, even the eunuchs are changed every month, and there is no one close to him." β
Su Miao asked with a sob: "Then why is he familiar with his sister-in-law?" β
Subconsciously glanced at Li Jingyun and found that his gaze was not very friendly, Hua Yue pursed her lips and said vaguely: "The master I served before has a two-point friendship with him, so he is also familiar." β
Just being familiar, how could Shen Zhiluo come to her again and again.
Su Miao sighed in her heart, hugged Hua Yue's soft waist, and was reluctant to embarrass her, only choked twice, and rubbed her shoulder.
Hua Yue was a little unbearable: "If you really can't stand it, think about it again, the general's mansion is a big family, and you don't have to worry about getting married." β
"It's all decided, if I regret the marriage, won't it seem that I am cold-blooded?" Su Miao muttered, "Besides, this marriage is a bet." β
With a sinking heart, Li Jingyun subconsciously wanted to gag her.
But it was too late, Su Miao opened her mouth and said: "What my cousin said, I can go to Guanshan to get Shen Zhiluo in my hands, so that he can't go out all day, and he will send me his favorite sweat and blood BMW." β
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The gauze tent was blown up by the wind, and even the silk silk hanging from the jade hook swayed.
Outside the window, there were slaves sweeping the fallen flowers of the previous night, and the sound of the broom rustled again and again.
Hua Yue remembered the day when she was cornered, in front of her was Shen Zhiluo, who followed Su Miao, and behind her was Li Jingyun, who was standing and watching a good show.
What did he say at the time?
- Also, even if you want to marry someone else right now, no one will be the first bird for a while.
If it is unintentional, it is a self-deprecating sigh, but if he has thought of all this, then who is this for?
In the silent room, Yin Huayue slowly turned her head and looked at the person sitting next to her.
There was a moment of confusion in Li Jingyun's eyes, but just for a moment, he restrained his expression, and his eyes looked back at her without waves, without the slightest guilt and guilt in his expression.
"How?" He said, "Is it wrong for me to let Su Miao pursue someone she likes, and give her something as a dowry?" β
Hua Yue was silent, staring at his dark eyes for a long time, and then smiled: "No." β
"Childe naturally can't do anything wrong."
Even if he sacrificed his cousin's happiness at will, even if he used Su Miaozhi to take Shen Zhiluo away when she needed help, even if he might have been appreciating her embarrassment and desperate embarrassment.
But he's a childe, and it's not wrong that he's wrong.
With a slight heaval in her chest, Kazuki pursed her lips, revealing an extremely standard smirk, and then looked away.
The atmosphere was suddenly a little wrong, Su Miao wiped her face dry, and squeezed her hand: "Little sister-in-law, did I say the wrong thing?" β
"Nope." Stretching out her hand to pin the broken hair behind her ears, Hua Yue said in a low voice, "Miss Biao doesn't have to care about me, the master doesn't have to apologize to his subordinates and admit his mistakes." β
As soon as the roots of his teeth tightened, Li Jingyun was slightly annoyed: "What nonsense are you talking about." β
"Miss Table, do you want to eat noodles or sleep?" She didn't seem to hear him talking, and still asked Su Miao in a low voice.
Su Miao glanced at her cousin and swallowed innocently: "Eat...... Eating noodles? β
"Then I'll do it, you wait a moment."
Bowing his head respectfully, Hua Yue got up and walked out, and when he passed by Li Jingyun's side, he seemed to reach out and grab it.
However, she folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen, brushing her fingers with his.
A low curse came from behind, and she didn't listen carefully, but stepped into the morning light outside the door.
Li Jingyun sat in the same place, his breath was low, with a knife in his eyes, and he stabbed Su Miao one by one.
Su Miao hugged her head and wailed: "What's the matter, I didn't say anything." Cousin, if you think about it for yourself, you must have done something wrong. β
"Nonsense." Li Jingyun whispered angrily, "If the master didn't do anything wrong, would she throw his face?" I've already taught people a lesson. β
"Huh-" Su Miao sighed and shook her head again and again, "I know that you are not a good thing, why did your sister-in-law suddenly become a concubine for you, you confess honestly, are you a fool again?" β
"Nope." He answered quickly.
Su Miao squinted and stared at him with a questioning face.
"Okay." Li Jingyun took a step back, "There is a little bit, but she won't find out so quickly, and she is angry with me now, she must be unhappy that I matched you and Shen Zhiluo, for no other reason." β
Su Miaobian mouthed: "Ah, does the little sister-in-law also like Shen Zhiluo?" β
"Is she blind, she doesn't like it, people like Shen Zhiluo, you can also see it." Li Jingyun sneered.
Rolling her eyes, Su Miao said: "Little sister-in-law doesn't like Shen Zhiluo, so why are you in such a hurry to match me with him?" β
Choking in his throat, he turned his head away and kicked the low stool next to him in annoyance.
"Stinky and shameless." Su Miao hugged the quilt and said, "You are like this when you are young, you don't say what you want, you think of means to get it yourself, if it is just an object, my sister-in-law is a living person, I am her and I am angry, how can I be targeted by such an evil obstacle as you." β
Her back stiffened slightly, and Li Jingyun turned her head to look at her.
Su Miao was so frightened that she pulled the quilt and covered her head, and said angrily: "The old lady is not in a good mood, let's talk about it first, if you dare to hit me, I will go to my sister-in-law and say bad things about you." β
Li Jingyun didn't make a move.
On his face, which was usually full of arrogance and disdain, there was a rare trace of sadness, like the sun falling from the mountains and the green mist filling the sea.
"Your daughter's house." He spoke in a deep voice, his eyes were cold, but his fingers unconsciously grinded his cuffs, "What kind of people do you like in your daughter's family?" β
Su Miao felt surprised, stretched out her head to look at him, looked at him twice, and said with a smile: "It's over, cousin, are you in a catastrophe?" β
"Nope." He stiffened his neck and said, "Just ask." β
didn't bother to argue with him, Su Miao sat up and said with a glance: "My daughter's family likes considerate people, I have nothing to do to send jewelry and clothes, and I have time to take it to listen to the play, it is best to know the destiny of heaven, understand gossip, and have a pair of light purple eyes." β
The front listened carefully, and when he heard the last one, Li Jingyun pulled out the soft sword in his sleeve.
"But-" Su Miao hurriedly pressed him and made up for it, "But the little sister-in-law is different." β
"What she lacks is not jewelry, clothes and purple eyes."
Li Jingyun withdrew the soft sword and looked at her with his arms crossed.
Su Miao thought for a while, and sighed: "I think she lacks people and hurts, don't look at her usually doing things neatly and neatly, she is also a little girl like me in her bones, Madame loves her, so she treats Madame with all her heart." If you really feel sorry for her, she won't be able to escape. β
"But the problem is." Her eyes fell on his heart, and she tilted her head and asked mockingly, "Really, do we have this thing?" β
The man in front of him was silent for a moment, his face a little ugly.
"You might as well ask her that." After a while, he said, "Ye suspects that she doesn't either." β
Su Miao's eyes widened in astonishment.
Her cousin, who is invincible and seems to trample the whole world on the soles of his feet, has a straight face now, and said to her with a little grievance: "Master treats her so well, she didn't say that she wants to make pork rib noodles for her." β
Pull it firmly, pour the ribs noodles with marinated small ribs.