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Sticking to the breeze and the moon all the way past. As the distance closes. Bao Qingshi saw Jiang Yan more realistically. Seeing that he was looking at Yuehua and looking at the jade ring in his hand.

This jade ring is ivory all over. The dissolved texture is like a wave against the reflection of the night moon, and it is like a pool of living water. Since the color is good, the stone is excellent. And because of the flow of light and shadow, the dragon and phoenix totem engraved on its jade body can be faintly seen. And the hollow place in the middle is tied with colorful silk tassels, and the auspicious knot hangs down long.

This jade ring is clearly recognized. It was the one that Jiang Yan accidentally dropped in his room a few days ago, and then he pushed the boat down the river and returned it to him. Now in the dead of night, I saw him so caught in his hand and looked at it carefully. His expression was extremely focused, and his eyes were not unsolemn. It's like being alone in the reminiscence of a past that is out of reach and seems to be within reach. A few points of melancholy, a few points of helplessness, a few traces of sadness, a few traces of self-deprecation...... After all, there is a story in the heart.

Boqing's heart moved. Sideways and sideways. He clenched his fist against his lips and coughed slightly.

Jiang Yanwu, who was concentrating on admiring Yuhuan, smelled the human voice. His shoulders trembled visibly. And came back to God. He quickly calmed down his surprise. Calmly and homeopathically put the jade ring in his hand into the cuffs. Fang turned around and turned around. He cast a warm glance at Bo Qing and smiled: "The prince is back." Don't panic in your heart. Enron is still there.

Seeing Jiang Yan like this. At the bottom of his heart, he slipped past a touch of discomfort and a little stunned.

Since the matter of hitting the jade ring was known to Boqing. He had a more or less thin veil on Jiang Yan in his heart. It can't be said to be estranged. But this veil is hidden between them, who are originally acquaintances and acquaintances, and have a tacit understanding. Or do it to make a fuss and call it how uncomfortable. From time to time, I feel a little bit of heart. It can no longer be treated as if nothing ever happened.

He respects Jiang Yan. This jade ring clearly has a story. Since the housekeeper has the intention to conceal it. Bao Qing originally didn't plan to open his mouth to ask him. But he couldn't stop it. Especially those who are extremely important and dear to him. He couldn't put things off the rails anymore. Now I saw Jiang Yan taking advantage of no one and looking at Yuhuan silently alone. Silk Qing's heart shook on the ground. At this moment, he didn't want to be fooled by those emotions in his heart anymore. I don't want to have any nostalgia with Jiang Yan. Take advantage of this hot-headedness. Frowning sideways: "This jade ring. What the hell is the story?" The revelation is straightforward. He went straight to the point.

It's an old thing that's been put on hold for a while. Silk Qing will bring it up again. Jiang Yan knew that this was because he had never taken it to heart. But he is still destined to disappoint the prince: "There has never been any story." Jiang Yan was slightly determined. After a moment, he frowned and smiled. Homeopathic clouds light breeze will be one hand negative back. Another chuckle." Isn't this what the prince rewarded Jiang Yan? What a story for the words. I have to ask the prince about this." He burst out laughing. It really doesn't sound like there's a hint of trouble or disturbance. It seems that it is really a clear and multi-hearted look.

But Paqing knew that was not the case. He shook his head helplessly: "That's the case. The big butler, you are alone at night and in the middle of the night. But in this small pavilion, he admired the jade piece in the moonlight. And for what." Naturally, he had no intention of poking at the sore spot in Jiang Yan's heart. It's just a homeopathic connection." Or maybe it's someone who thinks about the moon." A thought arose in my heart. Right and guess. That's what it said.

"Tsk." Jiang Yan hooked his lips. The smile on the corner of his lips grew." I'm not thinking about the moon people. Are you missing the prince?" There was no major change in his mood because of the sudden questioning of Bao Qing. There were only a few tiny ripples for a moment. But he was quietly suppressed by Jiang Yan. Sounds deliberately off topic. The banter that he spouted became stronger.

There is some pantothenic acid in his heart. Look at Dingjiang Yan. The words were immediately followed by a feigned ridicule: "The relationship between the steward and the king is really good. It's only been a little more than half a day. It has reached the point where the mind misses it, and it cannot be discharged unless it looks at the moon." Eyebrows raised. It's close to the root of obsession.

"That's it." Jiang Yan quickly took the mouth. also raised his eyebrows, stunned and smiling, and then turned to the sentence. Since the prince entered the palace in the morning. Jiang Yan has been pinching and sweating all day long. I'm afraid that the prince will be like last time. Please sin is not done. I added another wound and fainted bloody."

"......" Boqing was dumbfounded for a while. I didn't know what to say for a long time when Jiang Yan moved out of such a play.

Facing the silk Qing, this look of helplessness after staying first. Jiang Yan laughed loudly. While smiling and shaking his head. Turn around and take a few steps in front of the stone. He lifted his robe and sat down. Fang just said that. He was joking. refers to the fact that Bo Qing went to Fengyi Palace to ask Queen Tai for his guilt, but he provoked his father and finally came back with a bloody plate...... Jiang Yan remembered this one. It can be regarded as holding the short of the silk clear. Every time there is a verbal fight, there is a little reason for jokes.

And Jiang Yan has a good interest in joking. It is rare that Bao Qing's state of mind is not in the joke without a tacit understanding with him. Jiang Yan's ridicule is like a trend. In the eyes of Baoqing, all of them are intentional transfers from the previous topic of "Yuhuan".

When Jiang Yan sat still, raised his eyes, and looked at the silk clearly, intentionally or unintentionally. The heart is blocked. The smile on his face became stiff a little bit, and then slowly disappeared after a little realization. But his brow furrowed.

He saw that Silk did not move. Still standing alone in the place where he was, he didn't leave a single strand of it. And the delicate handsome face with a knife and axe was slightly overshadowed. I don't know if it's because of the faintness of the night light. Obviously, Bao Qing was not relieved by Jiang Yan's jokes. He stared directly at Jiang Yan's slightly suspicious gaze. The mouth is heavy. Extremely helpless and slandered: "It's been five years. You still don't believe in this king." No matter how humble and knowledgeable the righteousness is on the surface, even if the little bit of spirit is in the heart. After all, I still didn't dare to put all my thoughts out and have no worries. Then the self-righteous spirit is a little bit and tacit in the heart. And is it all just self-righteousness? Suddenly, he felt a little sarcastic and a little sad. He hooked his lips and laughed at himself. A lot of times this king thinks. Isn't your place in my heart. Far more important than my place in your heart."

There are windy sleeves. The flirtatious robe followed by the blowing. And the man seemed to be led and led by this fluttering garment. It's really thin.

The last sentence of the silk clear spit is really in line with the situation. But it was also his unconsciously sincere words.

He really has this in mind. And every leisure time is probably going to think. But I never figured it out.

Because of the likeness of the aura and the union of the temper; Boqing introduced Jiang Yan to the Rongjin Palace. Since then, it has been handed over to the housekeeper Jiang Yan's incomparable trust. and to give him the right to act cheaply in all matters in the house.

Bao Qing relied on Jiang Yan too much. Too dependent on him. Whether it is the comfort of loneliness in the heart, or the external private affairs of the Rongjin Mansion that need to be carefully performed by the outside world. Boqing will basically discuss with Jiang Yan. After arranging them one by one. In time. He had developed a dependence on Jiang Yan.

Anyone in this depression has died. Including Chu Huang Bo Rui. Bao Qing Xing may be able to quickly adjust the messy thoughts, sad and sad after a while. And it gradually faded. And Ruo Jiangyan died. The Silky Monks will become monks. Because it is destined to sink deeply and be unable to extricate itself for the rest of my life. Even if there is a very cherished and respected father by his side. Boqing is also destined to not be able to calm the pain of losing the housekeeper. The wound is deep in the marrow, deep-rooted.

That's all in one sentence. As long as Jiang Yan is there, as long as Jiang Yan is still there. Then any ups and downs, hardships, winds and rains in this world can't defeat Baoqing; And one day Jiang Yan was gone. Silk Qing also withdrew his qi and blood and penetrated his soul. Though he is alive and dead. The entire Rongjin Mansion will become Jiang Yan's funeral imperceptibly.

Jiang Yan and Bo Rui are both people who Bo Qing takes very seriously in his heart. But it's weird. If he chooses who is lighter and who is heavier. It seems that Jiang Yan is the most important.

But the two are different feelings. This sentiment is actually not in conflict. It also has a different self-existence because of the difference in nature. Such as. Boqing can die for Jiang Yan; But he can live for his father......

How simple it is to die. And it's hard to live. But because of Jiang Yan. If Jiang Yan is no more. Silk Qing will live almost a long time. So he'd rather die. It's really liberating.

Jiang Yan's heart was astringent when he was teased by Bo Qing's words. His eyes were also a little astringent. frowned and raised his eyes: "What is this that the prince said." Then he got up and walked to Boqing's side." How important Jiang Yan is in the prince's heart. In Jiang Yan's heart, it is more important than that." The tone is solemn. Every word seems to be engraved into the bones and mixed in the blood.

Blood......

Woo a bit. In the depths of his mind, such a word came to mind. It seems that the resonance somewhere in the body has been knocked away. This moment of intense palpitations made Bao Qing breathless for a while. Be all abroad.

Jiang Yan sighed. When he opened his mouth again, he was already showing his face: "There are some things that Jiang Yan didn't deliberately hide from the prince. It's just that the time has not yet come to say it, to say it smoothly." He bowed his head. I made a bow to Bao Qing side by side. He got up and raised his hand to cover a section of Boqing's forearm. Concentrate on the most positive color." The prince is now. Just don't ask again, okay." And very sincere.