Chapter 339 The Road to Fortune in the Bankrupt Qinglou (41)
Peony's chess skills are very clear, and there are few people present who can play, and Peony's meaning is very simple.
The drunkard doesn't mean to drink!
Nuan Jiu thought about it, so he swept around and saw that scholar coming!
But what if you come?
Nuan Jiu thought about it and watched Danqing drawing, she reached out and touched Chen Sixie, will she draw you? ”
Chen Sixing listened to Nuan Jiu and looked at Nuan Jiu with his head tilted like this, and naturally saw Nuan Jiu's looming delicate collarbone voice, with a hint of imperceptible dryness, "What do you think?" ”
Nuan Jiu stopped, Chen Sixing glanced at the place where Xuanyuan Yan was, and looked at the door closed tightly, "Do you think the emperor will take Mo An back?" ”
"No, it won't." This time, Chen Sixing opened his mouth neatly.
"Why?" Nuan Jiu listened to Chen Sixing's head tilted his head so much, and said in some surprise: "I see that the emperor looks a little broken today!" ”
Chen Sixing listened to Nuan Jiu so vaguely and saw Nuan Jiu raising his eyebrows, squinting like a fox, looking at him with a smile.
Chen Sixing and Nuan Jiu are now chatting in a secluded corner of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
The moonlight shone through the thin clouds on Nuan Jiu's face, leaving two arc-shaped shadows at her eyes.
Nuan Jiu's eyelashes are very long, so the projection is also sparse and thin, which looks a little cool.
"He can't, he not only represents himself, but also the glory of the Xuanyuan clan, he can't have a stain, and the Queen Mother has already given a death order!" Chen Sixing looked at Xuanyuan Yan's room, and there was a faint sadness in his eyes, but it was only a flash.
"All his is about the Xuanyuan family, and on his shoulders is the glory of the Xuanyuan family." Nuan Jiu opened his mouth lightly, and put his hand on Chen Sixing's shoulder, "What about you?" ”
Chen Sixing only saw that the bony hand gently supported him, and when he heard Nuan Jiu wanting to speak so much, he looked at the trace of pain in Nuan Jiu's eyes and was subconsciously stunned.
And Nuan Jiu's smile recovered in a blink of an eye, she looked at Chen Sixing, raised her eyebrows, and said in this lazy tone, "What's wrong?" The position of prime minister also has glory to inherit? That's why people aren't responsible when you sleep! ”
Nuan Jiu also waved his hand, as if throwing away all the things in his eyes.
Chen Sixing only felt that a mist swirled between him and Nuan Jiu, wiping his facial lines, and his joy, anger, sorrow and joy were scattered and melted together.
And at that moment, the cheeks of the girl in front of her didn't seem very real, leaving only those eyes full of sadness.
And when Chen Sixing looked at it, he listened to Nuan Jiu and smiled helplessly: "I naturally don't have any glory to inherit." ”
"Besides, it's not up to me whether I'm responsible or not!" Chen Sixing stared at Nuan Jiu's eyes, which had returned to their usual expression, word by word.
Nuan Jiu pursed his lips when he heard Nuan Jiu say this, and walked towards the candlelight: "Who cares about you, what do you do!" I'm here for the silver! ”
Chen Sixing looked at Nuan Jiu's appearance, just like this, and walked step by step behind Nuan Jiu.
The moment Nuan Jiu turned around, his eyes were cold, and for a moment, a smile skillfully appeared on his face.
But a word also kept echoing in her heart.
9. Now that I have sat in this position, I have to pay the responsibility!
I don't just have my own life.
Nuan Jiu thought about raising his hand and couldn't help but cover his eyes because he suddenly saw the candlelight.
What about me?
Am I not also a member of the common people?