Chapter 130: Fate. 【7】
"We are twins."
"......" Jun Beijue didn't know why, but felt that her words seemed to be extremely heavy, and his expression became solemn.
Jiang Jiuxiao didn't put down the curtain fence anymore, she hooked the corners of her mouth and sneered from her snort, "The prince doesn't believe it?" ”
Naturally, I believed. Otherwise, Jun Beijue would not be able to convince himself at all.
How to explain these two people who are similar but not exactly the same can be regarded as correct and truthful. But if they are twins, it explains many other things that he is surprised by, for example, as a woman, why she is so outstanding, with a strategy that is arrogant in the sky, but she is not stained with red dust and leaves her original intention unchanged, just like a general. One article and one martial arts, but also got a balance.
In this way, it seems to explain why the eyes of the two of them make him think a lot and worry about his stomach. The strange thing is that the eyes of that person are as bright as gems, and people are unconsciously fascinated by those eyes, but the eyes of these two people are red, like a secluded pool filled with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. But if the two of them say that they have nothing to do with that man......
Jun Beijue frowned slightly, her voice was as usual, if it weren't for Jiang Jiuxiao lifting the white veil, otherwise she really wouldn't have noticed.
- What is Jun Beijue wondering about?
"Of course not, this king has seen him before, and now that he can see your appearance again, he will know. The two of you are almost the same. ”
Jiang Jiuxiao laughed, the meaning of which was unclear, as if he was recalling the joy of the past, but mixed with some unspeakable and deeper emotions. "He's cute." The person in Jiang Jiuxiao's mouth is not what Jun Beijue thinks.
Just when Jun Beijue wondered where Jiang Jiuxiao was cute, he heard her again, "Sometimes it's stupid." ”
Jun Beijue picks his eyelids slightly, his heart says, cute? Stupid? Poof, how can these two words be compared with the god of war. In other words, these two words describe him in private.
"It's hard for this king to say what you said together with Jiang Jiuxiao, who this king knows."
Jiang Jiuxiao just raised the corners of his mouth, noncommittal, and said in his heart, how can you put these two words on the same page with her, Zisheng he, he used her name to approach her..... At that time, she didn't even notice it, but she felt that this person was extremely kind......
She poured the wine again, but before it was full, there was no more wine in the wine jug, she frowned, raised her head and said, "Lord Wang, but there is still wine?" ”
Jun Beijue saw that her face was still so fair, even whiter than before, so white that there was no trace of blood, and he didn't see the drunken appearance at all, but more like a patient who was about to fall down when he touched it. He said, "Can you still drink?" The face is not very good. ”
The words "......" suddenly woke up Jiang Jiuxiao, she was still outside, she was still talking to the regent, and she still had a mission. How could she be drunk.
She withdrew her hand, put down the curtain again, and when the white veil fell, she said, "Thank you for the reminder." ”
Jun Beijue can't see her look again, she is a good actor, her acting skills are so superb that people can't figure out the slightest mistake, she let everyone into the play, but she is an outsider, she can advance or retreat, it is up to her to decide, such a she, even more terrible than him galloping on the field.
Jiang Jiuxiao was silent, luck digested the alcohol in his stomach, but the lost one couldn't disperse for a while. This white yarn is relative, and she naturally missed Jun Beijue's changing eyes.
It is dim and deep, and at the end it is inevitable that it will pass, as if looking at the ghostly light of the prey.
- Jiusheng, we have a long way to go.
Jun Beijue left. was called away by the man who came in a hurry.
Jiang Jiuxiao estimated that it was estimated that those who had not yet come out began to behave again.
But he told me to stay here and not to go out.
However, she listened, but she would not do what he said. At most, this is to tell her that there is danger outside, so don't go out yet. But she, who is going to take this dangerous path, how can she hide herself, isn't that meaningless?
Moreover, she has always been in control by herself, and she will be in the world, how can she listen to the words of others like a white rabbit who does not understand the world.
Jiang Jiuxiao chuckled, looking at the bright lights under the windowsill, and those who had not appeared during the day gradually came out and began to set up stalls, twisting the blood-colored cup in his hand, and his fingertips were red.
It's almost time-
"Yuheng."
The door was pushed open, and only the boy in white entered, with a figure missing.
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The unitary time has passed, and the streets and alleys of Yanjing are also visible, and they are lively. Between the eaves hung with flower umbrellas and sky lanterns, from the top down, you can only see neon colors, the people below become blurred, the light shines on the smiling faces of people, but the night cedar and night bamboo only feel that the weather, it seems to be getting colder and colder.
Exaggeration, Yezhu raised his eyes to look at the sky, and finally couldn't bear the boring and numb legs and feet, and muttered, "It's going to be frost." ”
Fortunately, this muttering voice could not reach the fiery red in front of him, and Mu Qingchen, who was almost integrated with the vermilion beam, heard it. He grabbed the ridge of the roof with one hand, squinted his eyes, and looked not far away, exuding the aura of 'no one should enter, bear the consequences' all over his body, and he was stunned to freeze this harmonious and lively good time.
His voice was low and muffled, without his usual uninhibited and unruly stance, "How long has it been?!" ”
"Childe, the hour has not yet arrived."
Mu Qingchen let out a fierce "um" and stared at one place intently.
This stupid appearance of Yezhu is almost unbearable, this hour has not yet arrived this answer, as early as half an hour, half an hour later, repeated no less than ten times. And the master still believed it when he was born!?
Is this self-comforting, or is it because Yeshan is too serious and sincere to convince the dedicated master?
Alas, as the only normal person on this roof, he sighed - night bamboo.