Jing Yi'an took advantage of the fact that the sky had not yet dawned, and slipped over the wall into the Chengde Marquis's Mansion.

I have to say that the wall of the Chengde Hou Mansion, he has already cleared the door, this half height is not short, there is no difficulty at all, it is too underestimate him.

Jing Yi'an jumped into the hospital, and saw Ah Cheng wrapped in a thick quilt leaning against the door of Yu Xi's room and falling asleep from a distance.

He easily ordered a sleeping hole for Ah Cheng.

After all, I have to talk about some serious things, although Ah Cheng is sleeping soundly, but if he wakes up, it is not very reassuring.

The moment he pushed open the door, a cold silver sword immediately landed on his neck, and Jing Yi'an, who was pierced by the cold touch, felt a chill down his spine.

But all of this happened in an instant.

Soon, the blade left his neck.

With a "bang", it fell to the ground.

The man with the sword also fell to his knees as if he had lost his strength, soaked in sweat, and looked a little embarrassed.

"The third?"

Jing Yi'an exclaimed.

He hurriedly reached out to help: "How did you make it like this?" Didn't the medicine Nan Yan give a few times ago suppress the Dimensity in your body? ”

Yu Jixi didn't speak, although there was a warm current surging through the limbs and hundreds of bones, reducing most of the sharp pain of cutting flesh and bones, but the whole body was still like a sharp sword piercing through the spine, and the slightest movement was extremely piercing.

Jing Yi'an hurriedly untied the big straps on his body and draped them on Yu Jixi's shoulders and bent down to support him.

Yu Jixi followed Jing Yi'an's arm, struggled to support him to stand up, and staggered back to the bed.

When I entered the inner room, I saw Jiang Yandai lying on the corner of the bed sleepy.

There seemed to be some wet water stains on the futon, which were not very noticeable in the dark.

Just now he vaguely heard footsteps, and subconsciously drew his sword and got up, but he didn't notice it.

At this moment, I suddenly saw it, and I couldn't help but feel a little soft and warm in my heart.

Jing Yi'an stared at Jiang Yandai, swallowed dryly, stammered, "You guys, this, this, what ......are you doing?"

Yu Jixi had no intention of explaining to him, put a big burden on his shoulders on Jiang Yandai, and said lightly: "That's what you see." ”

The corners of Jing Yi'an's mouth twitched.

What should I do, this wave of borrowing flowers to offer Buddha is so unpleasant?

However, Yu Jixi seemed to suddenly think of something, trimmed his eyebrows and wrinkled slightly, and brought down a piece of Xuanwen from the screen.

lifted the original Jing Yi'an's big coat and threw it back into his arms, and carefully covered Jiang Yandai's body with the Xuanwen big gun that he had just brought down.

Jing Yi'an only cared about holding the big puff in his arms, and the corners of his mouth twitched even more.

Borrow flowers to offer Buddha, and change flowers and throw them back?

What should I do, it seems to be even more unhappy, while the third child is sick now, he should be able to easily cover the third child with the quilt, right?

Jing Yi'an's gaze became more and more resentful, but as long as he had the seven-point anger of the third child in front of Mu Shengge, he would not be able to hold back the beauty now.

Depression!

Yu Jixi lay down on the bed again, and Jing Yi'an angrily brought him two soft pillows so that he could lean more comfortably.

"You shouldn't be holding your nephrite warm fragrance in Qingxin Pavilion now, what are you doing here with me?"

Let's see if you're dead!

Jing Yi'an rolled his eyes.

Yu Jixi looked at Jiang Yandai's pale little face, frowned and said, "You should burn those stoves first, it's cold in this room." ”

Jing Yi'an felt that his whole body was going to stiffen, and he couldn't help but be angry: "Lao Tzu is the son of the uncle's mansion and the emperor's nephew, you actually let Lao Tzu burn the stove?" Can't you burn yourself? ”

"No, it won't."

Jing Yi'an was suddenly choked speechless.

Yu Jixi still looked at him with a flat expression: "Then are you going or not?" ”

Jing Yi'an gritted his teeth: "Go!" Why not go! I shouldn't have fucking come! ”

Jing Yi'an scolded and was forced to heat up all the stoves that had cooled down.

Since he has never done any chores, Jing Yi'an searched for a long time to find charcoal, and after fiddling with it for a while, he barely managed to make a fire.

After a long day of charcoal fire, Jing Yi'an was not very good.

Especially when he lit a fire, when he turned around and saw Yu Jixi's affectionate eyes looking at Jiang Yandai's sleeping face, he couldn't wait to lift the charcoal stove to Yu Jixi's head.

Bah! See you and forget your friends!

Jing Yi'an scolded Yu Jixi in his heart, and finally warmed up the charcoal stove, and at the end he warmed a small stove, handed it to Yu Jixi, and roared fiercely and dryly: "Na, take it!" ”

Yu Jixi looked at Jing Yi'an's embarrassed face, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips slightly, and he wanted to laugh.

Jing Yi'an suddenly became angry: "Laugh at you uncle!" ”

"You're here tonight because you don't have anything to do?"

Jing Yi'an's face turned blue and gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, I'm just here to see if I need to collect a corpse for you." ”

Yu Jixi spread out his hand, calmed down the churning breath in his heart, and said with a white lip: "It seems that I disappointed you." ”

Jing Yi'an looked him up and down, and sneered: "I'm not disappointed, it looks like it's not far away." ”

Yu Jixi's heart was still aching, and the toxicity of Tianji was still attacking, and it had not completely faded.

His lips were pursed, and he had no intention of fighting with Jing Yi'an again.

I only felt puzzled, and the dispute between the two of them did not wake up Jiang Yandai.

Jing Yi'an felt bored, so he went to light two lamps, and by the candlelight, he suddenly noticed that there were plums as red as blood blooming on the side of the mattress.

For a while, the fire fold in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Jing Yi'an's eyes widened instantly, and he pointed at Yu Jixi and said dumbfounded: "It's all, it's all at this point, you still have the heart to cling to the desire for the seat...... You're ...... It's also too ...... It's ......"

Yu Jixi followed Jing Yi'an's gaze, but he really saw those bright red, and his eyebrows immediately crumbled into three vertical marks.

Jiang Yandai's hand that was not covered by the big curtain was also faintly blood-stained.

He trembled slightly and stretched out his fingertips to her, lifted the big curtain, and immediately saw that Jiang Yandai's wrist was wrapped with a thick white veil, wrapped layer by layer, but still revealing a little bright red.

Something burned his fingertips like flames, forcing him to withdraw his hand violently.

The heavy pain in his chest seemed to have fallen into a setting sun, so hot and hot that it ran through his entire chest, stagnation and suffocation.

It is like the buds and leaves floating in the tea cup, swaying and swaying, curling and endless, giving birth to an inexplicable and vague joy.

Jing Yi'an was stunned: "Isn't it that......"

Yu Jixi's breathing stagnated.

No wonder she was so sleepy.

The scars on the wrists have been roughly bandaged and treated, so casual, I don't think it is Nan Yan's handwriting, and I don't know if there will be scars on such a big wound.

"If you have a scar, you are afraid of ......"

Jing Yi'an swallowed his saliva: "What are you afraid of?"

Yu Jixi stopped talking, held his breath and stared for a moment, then put on his robe and got up, picked up Jiang Yandai, and walked towards Nanyan's room.

Jing Yi'an was completely stupid.

Isn't this a bit thorough? I've never seen the third child so obsessed with beauty before!

Jiang Yandai was held in Yu Jixi's arms, but she felt a little uncomfortable, and arched into his arms.

Such an arch happened to reveal half of his face as white as fine snow-white porcelain, and fell into the eyes of Jing Yi'an, who turned around.

This girl looks a little familiar.

Thinking about it again, isn't this the Chaoyang County Lord of Prince Cheng's Mansion!

Depend on! The third child actually abducted the county lord home!

Jing Yi'an was so messy by the thunder that he even forgot the purpose of today's visit, and it wasn't until Yu Jixi's back completely disappeared from his eyes that he suddenly remembered that he still had something to say.

Forget it, people's nephrite is warm and fragrant, what kind of fun is he making up?

Pull down, pull down! Go home and sleep!