Eleven
"...... you? Be...... Panji!? ”
"Mian'er, do you still remember me~"
"Huh!" Xiao Mian was angry, snorted coldly at him, looked up at Childe and said, "This is the person Childe said?" If it was him, it would be invisible, so it would be better for Gongzi to take this person away earlier, lest he not know how to die later. ”
Yi and Gongzi Ji were surprised when they heard that this Panji actually knew Xi Mian, but Gongzi Ji knew a little more, and it became clear in a moment that Xi Mian was the Wu clan he said he knew.
Seeing the expressions of the two, I am afraid that they have a lot of grievances.
"Mian'er, listen to me," Panji's expression was matched with a face full of furrows, how could it be so weird, it was difficult for the son present to be sick, and his expression was calm and listened.
"Who allowed you to call me that, and why should you listen to you?" Xiao Mian's expression was indifferent, and her tone was calm, as if the person who was in a hurry was not her.
"Mian'er, I'm looking for you so hard."
"Heh~ Hypocrisy and hypocrisy, rats can't do it!"
"I know you don't want to see me, but if you don't see me in this life, you won't be able to see me." As he spoke, he left tears in his eyes.
Yi saw this scene a little sour, if a handsome young man cried, he must be patient, even if he looked at the beautiful scenery, but this Panji was so old, with a strong dead air, and he was so stylish, it was really a little impossible to look at it directly. But he felt good about himself, and he still looked like a cozy person, and he didn't know who bullied him.
Xi Mian looked at him like this, and said with a smile: "What does that have to do with me, I have already explained that the grievances between you and me have been broken, and we will not see each other again in this life," and squinted at Gongziji, and said, "Have you forgotten?" Don't say anything about it, don't find people in it, aren't you afraid of death if you do it this time? ”
"My days are numbered, and I just want to find you, and tell ...... Bitter pill. ”
"Oh~ I see, you're not afraid, but aren't you afraid of causing trouble to your wife and children?" When Panji heard this, he knelt and crawled forward, wanting to pull the thin skirt, but was disgusted and avoided, so he raised his face with a look of trust and expression: "No, you won't be like this, Mian'er, I want to accompany you for a long time, how do I know, now that the wind and candle are in their last years, I wish to fulfill me." ”
Hearing his words, the people present knew what he wanted, sneered in their hearts, ignored him, and only bowed to Yi and said, "Holy Maiden, may I stay with this person for a while?" ”
Yi has already learned from the sound of the family that people in the world think that it can be immortal, and when he heard the conversation between the two, he knew that he must have hurt Xi Mian at the beginning, and at this time he didn't want to die, so he was looking for someone like this, so he was disgusted, and said to Xi Mian with some distress: "If you don't want to see it, just blast it out." ”
"No," said the mysterious smile, "Since he said so, I will listen to it, what else does he say, saint, you will take your son to enjoy the garden for a while, it will not be too long." ”
"In this case, I will go out later, and you should be careful yourself, and if there is any matter, you can call me with a loud voice."
"yes, I see." She smiled with her eyebrows stretched.
"So, childe, please."
Childe didn't stay long when he saw this, after all, he was the one who brought people here, and if he wanted to stay at this time, he was afraid that he would be angry, so he raised his eyes and glanced at the two of them, and said to Yiyan: "Please." ”
And they went out.
After the door of the temple closed, Xi Mian turned to look at the person lying on the ground, and gave him a somewhat evil smile, and said, "In this way, you can talk about it." Pinching Lan commanded and waved his hand, and a group of slaves standing in the dark stepped forward, surrounded this person, without his frightened look, a complicated fingering, towards the top of his head, half a struggle, his eyes were dull, he looked at him with disgust, then walked to the side of the desk, knelt down in a beautiful posture, and asked, "What is the purpose of your coming here?" ”......
Not to mention the interrogation in the hall over there, but only to say that the prince in the garden at this time was sick and Yi, the two of them looked for a pavilion away from the palace gate, and ordered the palace attendant to put in the tea case, and the two of them cooked tea here.
"This is the loss of my son, I hope I ask the saint to forgive me."
"I am not affected, if I forgive me, I should also say it to Ximian." As he spoke, he handed over the teacup to him.
"Ah~ Yes, I must be to Aunt Ximian...... I amend. Some didn't know how to shout, she was the same as Panji, maybe older, but ...... took the teacup, took a sip, and said, "Good tea." ”
"If you have good tea, drink more."