Nothing was beyond Jiang Yan's initial expectations. It was only two days later that dawn passed. Bo Qingzheng admires a willow tree with lush branches in the courtyard. Then someone from the palace came to spread the will of the Chu Emperor. Yan summoned the housekeeper Jiang Yan into the palace.

Although nothing surprised anyone. But Bo Qing still didn't take it and felt a pang in his heart. At this time, Jiang Yan just stepped out from the corner of the corridor. He had no habit of drowsiness. Even if he was injured, it didn't make him fall asleep.

The minister who delivered the decree saw Jiang Yan coming all the way. The attitude is also modest. Just saluted him.

Jiang Yan raised his eyes and glanced at him. The expression on his face is indifferent; He turned his eyes to Boqing and handed a gesture: "Lord Wang." I'm going to go into the palace for a walk. "Stop here. The chin was calm and added. "You don't have to worry about me." He has a spectrum in his heart. Since he entrusted the white jade ring to Bo Qing and asked Bao Qing to hand it over to Bao Rui. He already had a rough idea in his heart. This one went to the palace. What kind of attitude will the Chu Emperor have, and even what will he say to Jiang Yan. Jiang Yan was clearly tightened.

Jiang Yan's thoughts. I can't hide it. But Bo Qing was still a little reassured: "But the injuries on your body ......" Bo Qing frowned.

"Lord Lao remembers. It's long gone. Jiang Yanyun smiled lightly. Gentle eyes, signaling that the silk is clear and at ease. He was rescued in time by Bo Qing that day. Therefore, the wounds were not deep. plus whether it is the emperor or the king of Han. I didn't come back afterwards and continued to embarrass him. However, after only two days, I felt that the wound was not so hot and the pain was unbearable. It should be that the scar has disappeared and is getting better day by day.

Hear the words. Bo Qing didn't say anything more. But the heart is warm and blocked. There is always a very unreasonable, uncontrollable and inexplicable sentimentality in the subconscious. This state of mind made him very uneasy. But it can't be used as a reason to keep Jiang Yan and not let him enter the palace to face the saint: "That's the case." That ......" Bao Qing turned his gaze to the side. His expression became a little dazed. "Then let's go." This last sentence is settled. Suddenly, I felt that my heart was empty. There was a blind sound in my head.

I hope Jiang Yan will enter the palace this time. After he returns. They will still be the same as before...... A trace of sadness continues to peel off the cocoon in the depths of my heart. Boqing thought so. His expression was immediately clouded with bleak dust.

I lost my mind for a while. But I suddenly felt a warmth on my shoulders. Silk clear side eyes. Seeing that it was Jiang Yan who raised his hand and put it on his shoulder.

Jiang Yan's eyes were gentle and precipitated with deep meaning. The tacit understanding between him and Bo Qing never seems to have faded. Even now, he seems to know all of Boqing's thoughts: "Don't worry, the prince." He spoke in a deep voice. Just these four simple words.

Rajah...... Feel relieved.

What is reassuring. They always knew. It's just that some things are destined to be tacitly understood. Then wait for the moment when the truth is debunked one by one.

Only these four words once again made the silk Qingzuo deeply moved. That's enough for him. Admittedly, enough is enough.

Silk pursed her lips and bowed her head. He raised his hand and patted Jiang Yan's shoulder. Nothing was said. Respond with silence.

Jiang Yan took a deep look at Bo Qing again. I didn't say anything more. He turned around and saluted the attendant who had given the order. Then he followed the waiter out of the main gate of the Rongjin Palace. Walk all the way in the direction of Chu Palace.

The wind is blowing. The wind in the middle of summer has always stirred into the bones. The circle is hot and dry, and sometimes it is overflowing......

The breeze is drunk. Silk Qing stands alone. For Jiang Yan's back that was gradually moving away, he lost his mind again. It took a long time before I suddenly came back to my thoughts. But they found that the man had gone and could no longer be seen.

"Huh." A wry smile mixed with a thin layer of mockery overflowed from her lips. He suddenly felt bored. One hand to the back of the loss. There is no interest in appreciating the willows. Just turned around and went back to the east wing.

Everything and everything in the world are gathered in one place. All have their own opportunities in the dark. The cause and effect of forging ingots in the dark. This cause and effect cannot be reversed.

Forcibly retain the simple beauty of the beginning. It's always like a fool's dream......

When there is a change of identity. Domino effect. Everything is so safe that it can return to its former appearance.

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It's still this array of golden bright yellow. This yellow color has been endowed with many deep meanings because of the majesty of the emperor's heavenly family. Under the sun, it is very graceful and the water waves are like a charm. For a while, Jiang Yan's eyes were in a trance.

The expression on Bo Rui's face was precipitated. There is no sorrow, no joy, no discernment. He raised his hand and withdrew all the attendants in this room. The space is not big or small at the moment because of the direct face of the two people. and was set off with an embarrassing but weird atmosphere.

Jiang Yan slowly stepped forward. Only then did he raise his hand and bow a few times to Bo Rui's placket.

Bo Rui looked at him with a steady voice. Wait until he straightens up and stands still. Fang Fu opened his mouth and said, "Look at your appearance." I already know what I'm thinking. The tone was a little cramped. It is the majesty of the Son of Heaven.

Jiang Yan raised his head and confronted Bo Rui. I don't know if it's the mottling of light and shadow or the patchwork of patterns. It led him to look at it from this perspective. This handsome and sunny face is actually more or less similar to Bo Rui: "Of course." The word is cut. He said this with a smile. Naturally understood. The emperor wronged Jiang Yan in order to protect the Qing Dynasty.

Such a light posture is slow, but it is biased with a pure and harmless face. Everything is in my eyes, and I just call Bo Rui "Teng", and I will get through the fire in my heart.

"Bump" with a dull muffled sound. It was the voice of Emperor Chu who slammed his palm on the few cases in front of him. He jerked to his feet. The two ink eyebrows were raised high, both showing and gathering: "Who are you?" He wanted to yell at Jiang Yan with this voice. But as soon as I exited, it somehow went dark. It sounds very forbearing, suppressive, and even a little secretly happy and uneasy. It's out of place.

As he spoke, he raised his hand. Dip your finger into the wide cuff of the left placket. He took out the white jade ring hidden in it...... His token. He once gave a token of a feminine woman.

For a moment, the atmosphere was silent again. The silence is like death, but the tide of love beats secretly like an inexhaustible and unwilling spark.

Outside the hall, a clump of willow trees followed the wind and kept swinging their branches. The light and shadow of the belt are bright and extinguished, and they are constantly moving. The light was obscured, and it opened again and again in both directions. The depth of field in the inner room is also followed by the trance of the clear and extinguished, but it is not real.

Jiang Yan's expression was still calm and indifferent. Even because of the fire aroused by the vultures of Borui, he was even more calm. The tone is very solemn. He said in a steady voice: "It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is to ...... "stop the woods." Immediately, his chin bowed slightly. His eyes flashed with an unmistakable firmness. "I am the butler of the Rongjin Palace. can only be the housekeeper of the Rongjin Palace. ”

That's not what Parui wanted to hear. Even if Jiang Yan thought that this should be what Bao Rui wanted to hear.

Jiang Yan didn't know Bo Rui in the end. Not to mention that he is not well versed in the consistent way of life and the heart of Borui.

The eyes of the torch continued to freeze on Jiang Yan. It was like piercing through the layers of haze, haze, vines and dark forests. Straight to hide behind a sunshine at every turn. He seemed to take a deep breath. Just holding back a thought that has been precipitated for more than 20 years. Step by step, the bright golden dragon chair carved with dragons and phoenixes carved down. The distance between stepping on the first step is short, but it is just enough to set off the imperial majesty of this whole body, and the chair with the right benefits is down the steps. Yingjiang Yan walked all the way.

In the end, it is the emperor of the Son of Heaven. Even if you don't move, you don't say anything, you don't get angry, you don't like it. It is also more than waiting for idlers to add too much silent shock that cannot be reversed and cannot be ignored.

Bao Rui's body seems to be enveloped with a rich and undissipated aura. As he approached Jiang Yan step by step. This aura only made Jiang Yan inadvertently tremble...... Until the distance between the two was close to a few steps. Parui stopped. But Jiang Yan didn't dare to look at Bao Rui's eyes staring at flames.

But I don't dare to return. Jiang Yan still looked at it in the end. Just look straight at Bo Rui.

Borui eagerly, annoyed, secretly hated, and hidden; Jiang Yan is indifferent, smiling, evasive, and secretive.

I don't know how long this confrontation will last. It seems that someone is destined to break this situation first. And these two are two people who are tenacious, do not know how to compromise and will not give in easily. Because of such a character. It seems destined that the current gaze will be an endless, lasting and eternal gaze......

But there are times. Someone who seems to be strong, a person who is used to domineering. There will always be a place in his heart where he buries his tenderness and hidden warmth. For Jiang Yan. The door to the tomb that was thought to never be opened again and exposed to the sun. At this time. All of a sudden, it opened.

It was a compromise from the soul. Such a compromise forced Parui to make concessions.

"Okay." A word choked out of his throat. Bo Rui turned his cramped and sharp sword-like gaze to the side. "Since you don't want to say who you are. So...... I'll tell you for you. After a pause, the voice sank down. Bring out the dullness and dullness of the gold and jade.

This blunt and heavy "Teng" ground rushed towards Jiang Yan's heart. He was instigated. It's like being soaked with a lot of gold and pouring lead, and I can't bear it. Broke the heartbeat and broke the pulse.

A year-long breeze poured through the window into the inner room. The lingering charm of the last trace of musk in the incense burner that was about to be extinguished was gently dispersed by the wind. Bo Rui's eyes drew out some rippling tears. Or maybe it's just an illusion that comes from stacking situations on top of each other.

He spoke slowly. Such a slightly choked, gradually precipitated tone still betrayed his insistence on pretending to be strong. At this moment, he is like an old man who has been immersed in the vicissitudes of the floating world and has not stopped floating his life. seems to be calm, but in fact, the situation is full of situations, and the past buried in the boundless prosperity and boundless prosperity is frankly and slowly revealed......·