Jiang Yufeng had just jumped in from the window, and Xue Ling's sword had reached his neck, so he hadn't had time to close the window. The cool breeze of the summer night lifted the curtain and did not stop, shouting all the way to bring up the paper on the table, making some "whoosh" sounds. When the first quarter moon was set, the heavens and the earth were clouded, and there were no candles burning in the house. It was originally a stack of hundreds of family names horizontally and vertically, dissolving into a mass of ink, and the pen edge of the skimming was extended, like something was dancing with teeth and claws.

After Xue Ling put away the sword, Jiang Yufeng was still silent for a moment. It wasn't the first time he had come here to look for Xue Ling, but he hadn't been to her boudoir before. Today is also a hurry, and when I came in, I found that the furnishings here were even cleaner than my own room, and it was empty and cold. There is only a thick stack of manuscripts on the desk that I don't know what the content is, and I can't see the details clearly, but I can only roughly see that there is a lot of doorway between the lines, and I think I have worked hard.

Moving her gaze back to the bed, the girl was thinly dressed, leaning on the bed frame, slowly groping her right wrist. If he hadn't known that there was a blood-drinking blade inside, Jiang Yufeng felt that he should ignore it. But the two of them have worked together for half a year, and if they say that they will have some distractions, it is really not worthy of their identity. I don't know when it started, Xue Ling is no longer the delicate Miss Qi San in his eyes. Everything went back to three years ago, when the young master of the Xue family came with a sword, and shouted proudly, "Please let Young Master Jiang come over the house." So there's nothing wrong with being in the same room like this.

He hesitated for a long time, for the sake of naturally not Xue Ling. Xue Ling was suspicious a few times, but he didn't urge after all. It's so cozy that you just want to laze and collapse. Unless Wei Long stands in front of her, others, she really has patience. It doesn't matter if it takes a whole night. After all, she had nothing to ask Jiang Fu for, and it was not Jiang Fu's turn to be in a hurry.

After several days of entanglement, I was still hesitating. But that guilt was finally suppressed, Princess Chen's tears flashed away, and Jiang Hong said categorically, "You go and drag Xue Ling, you can't let her know."

Jiang Yufeng gritted his teeth slightly, and then turned to a spring breeze. He didn't know if Xue Ling could see his expression clearly in this chaos, but he still let himself pretend to be a little more like, and said: "You are back, don't go to Jiangfu earlier, and start dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Festival here, it's too inappropriate."

The original world, the cycle is endless, the drama is never finished, and a moment of stagnation is just a half-time reward for the corner. When the benefits are enough, keep opening your voice to get more. For example, he Jiang Yufeng cut off a leg first for the Son of Heaven to laugh. Now, I have to dig up the bones of my best friend and make my life look like a brocade.

The left hand slipped from the right wrist, Xue Ling wanted to reach the purse, but he was afraid that Jiang Yufeng would see something, so he hesitated for a moment and changed his posture to cover up his actions. She thought that Jiang Yufeng was here to ask the teacher, but the dog suddenly changed his tone. I was hung up for a while, lest something go wrong in Beijing, causing the Jiang family to quickly come to the door and ask for it. At the moment, he didn't care whether he was vulgar or not, and said: "What's wrong, I'm not your Jiangfu's house slave, is it possible, I still have to ask your Young Master Jiang to agree to come and go?" Hurry up and say whatever the. ”

Jiang Yufeng had expected it, and he was not surprised. Everything is difficult at the beginning, and so is nonsense. The first word is difficult to say, but as soon as you open your mouth, the follow-up is like a surging river, and it seems that the voice is scrambling to drill out of your throat, and you can't hold it if you want to. What's more, what he wants to say has been drafted hundreds of times.

As soon as Xue Ling was gone, he handed over a letter, still a few words. Yuan Jiang Yufeng also followed Jiang Hong, impatiently waiting for her to return. In June, the sky is like a child's face, changing three times a day, and the dragon chair is the son of heaven, and the natural face has changed a lot. Jiang Fu said that he was going to plot a big thing, but when Xue Ling was there, he didn't think this person was very important. But as soon as Xue Ling left, Jiang Hong realized that he had actually taken everyone in the court like a mess, and there was nowhere to start.

Under the rule of Wei Long, Jiangfu was already walking on thin ice. Today, he is neither a civil servant nor a military general, and it is not easy to stand in the Jinluan Palace. He can't catch an individual and shout, today's saint has killed his father and usurped the throne, so he has to choose another king. At this time, I couldn't help but think of Xue Ling's good come, the son of the Xue family, after all, belongs to the Xue family. Therefore, on the one hand, Jiang Hong pretended to have a bad relationship with Wei Xuan, the king of Rui, so as not to arouse Wei Long's suspicions, and on the other hand, he could only wait.

However, the change was born a few days ago, and this day is not the Jiangfu family after all, everyone in Beijing is waiting for dinner with bowls. If Jiang Fu doesn't stretch out his hand, he will inevitably reach out to the side family. As soon as this hand was stretched out, he didn't know which piece of wind and clouds he had played, and countless things in the world turned around in an instant, Jiang Hong went from waiting for Xue Ling to come back soon, and turned to pray to God and worship the Buddha in the hope that Xue Ling must be trapped on the road.

Until, the damned man, is so dead that even his bones will rot into mud.

The tone should be more anxious, so as to be more like his past self, Jiang Yufeng's heart moved, and he asked a little: "Xue Ling, you don't care about Jiang Mansion, you should always think about your own brother." The crime of bullying the king, he has ten heads and it is not enough to cut off, Chen Wangfu and Jiang Mansion have been waiting for you for more than a month, shouldn't you give an explanation? ”

Xue Ling didn't notice anything different, in her eyes, Jiang Yufeng had always been like this. In Lu Wen'an's words, some people laughed like a Maitreya Buddha at the beginning, but you were presumptuous, he jumped like he was bitten by a dog, and he was not the same greed and hatred in his bones. Stupid, stupid, you have to pretend to be first, and you can't pretend to be black, and if you don't pay attention to your three or five sentences, you will turn your face and not be a person.

Hearing that Jiang Yufeng came for that marriage, his hanging heart let go again. And in this matter, she is always a little at a loss, who knew that it was Qi Shiyan's dog who was behind her back. Although in front of the ministers, the phrase "mountains and rivers give up all things" is the Son of Heaven's Chrysostom, but everyone is clear, for Jiang Fu, this humiliation of marriage is estimated to be no less than the eldest son being abolished by the young master of the Xue family.

Originally, I should have thought about it, but there was more than this crime of bullying the king, and Jiang Yufeng really couldn't be so anxious for this. But as soon as Xue Ling's mind went off, he couldn't stop laughing. Xue Li can be regarded as the son of the Jiang family. The dignified national mansion, the life events of the eldest son and the second son have been ruined, and the world is coincidental, the main owner of these two injustices is actually the same person as her Xue Ling, thinking about it, there is still a little bit of retribution in the world.

As soon as the person was proud, his thoughts came out of the fork, only thinking that the Jiang family was too cautious, Xue Ling didn't make other calculations, and said: "What to explain, didn't the letter say everything, find someone to stuff into the sedan chair, Wei Long has no time to stare at Chen Wangfu now." ”

Lao Litou's yard is too comfortable, and comfort is easy to make people's brains knotted. When she was in Xianbei, she also knew that the Jiang family was unreliable, so she didn't dare to let Jiang Yufeng deliver a letter to Huo Yunwan. This will not doubt Jiang Yufeng's intention, yawning lazily, thinking that Jiang Yufeng will get out of here quickly, and he can sleep a whole night.