It was just a small quarrel between a few people, and Song Jiayao didn't take it to heart. walked up to his brother and talked to him for a while, Song Anguo obviously felt that Song Jiayao's mood was not high, and coaxed her a few words, which made her happy.

Lin An shook the folding fan lightly, squinting his eyes at the son of a tiger general who became famous as soon as he returned to Beijing.

Although Song Anguo was born quietly, Lin An viciously saw the murderous aura hidden in Song Anguo's body.

That's the precipitated blood that only those who have really fought on the battlefield can have, and there is no way for others to decorate.

Lin An suddenly wanted to make friends, staggered his body slightly, and walked towards Song Anguo with a smile on his face, but met Song Jiayao's eyes who looked up inadvertently.

Song Jiayao's eyes were bright and transparent, as if they contained the stars in the sky. She is wearing light-colored clothes today, plain and without decoration, but it does not make people feel too shabby, but has a sense of dust.

is different from the delicate and eye-catching of other girls, but looking at her carefully, I only feel that I am getting deeper and deeper. Although the clothes on the body are plain, there are not so many complicated and delicate patterns, but in the sun, you can see that there are many dark lines, which is amazing.

Lin An seemed to be a little stupid, and then always felt that Song Jiayao was familiar.

Song Jiayao was uncomfortable by his burning gaze, and her heart was just filled with fine and dense pain, like thousands of ants eating her heart.

Song Anguo saw that Song Jiayao was about to lose the color of the ground, and he was already faintly pale.

Looking up at Lin An's unabashed gaze again, he unconsciously brought some disgust.

Taking a step forward without a trace, Song Anguo blocked Lin An's sight, wanting to stop his sight.

But Lin An didn't come to Song Jiayao in the first place, and at this time, he walked towards Song Anguo generously. It seems that Pan An's good-looking face has a warm smile, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

But in Song Jiayao's eyes, this smile is like a devil from hell.

Staggering back, Song Jiayao's heart beat like a drum. Lin An's influence on her was too profound, and she really couldn't forget it.

Maybe it was in his previous life, he also used such a smile to make her fall in love at first sight, and fell deeper and deeper, and then fell into the trap he carefully arranged, and finally never recovered.

So when she met such a smile again, Song Jiayao's heart was only filled with endless panic and fear.

"Song Zhang'an, in Xia Lin'an." Lin An smiled gracefully, and opened his mouth with a good voice. attracted many girls to look sideways, covering their faces with a handkerchief and secretly looking at this pair of people.

Song Anguo and Lin An are both talents, and they have made great achievements at a young age, so they will inevitably become the objects of the boudoir girl's nostalgia. Moreover, the status of the two is also excellent, and if they can marry into the door, their identities are also very noble.

The two stood together very eye-catching, and Song Jiayao and Song Anguo whispered that they would go to the side to stay. After all, Song Jiayao is not too involved in the communication between men. Moreover, being able to leave Lin An at this time is something that Song Jiayao can't wait for.

Song Anguo also knew the displeasure in his sister's heart, but Lin An's side was not easy to shirk, so he could only nod and agree.

The sun is rising. Many people chose to take refuge in the shade of trees. But Song Jiayao is not familiar with these girls, and it is also disturbing to see them in groups of warblers and swallows.

Looking around, there seemed to be only a secluded place behind the rocks by the stream. These people are too vassally elegant, must be under the tree seems to be able to reflect their own elegance, the interest comes to chant a poem, a painting, on the spot to the princess, if you can please the reputation, can also end up a reputation of a talented woman, but also with the princess befriended, get a lot of rewards, since someone squeezed their heads to want to pass.

Song Jiayao disdained these superficial efforts, and went behind the stone to plan to stay alone, but found Nangong Jin lying there.

As soon as Song Jiayao approached, Nangong Jin knew before she opened her eyes. There is a faint bamboo fragrance on her body, which is different from the smell of fat powder on her body, but it is refreshing.

A large part of the reason why Nangong Jin dislikes women is that she hates the incense that is too strong. What woman doesn't smoke incense these days? But after smoking too much, the fragrance turned into a foul smell in Nangong Jin's nose, and he was naturally reluctant to approach.

But Song Jiayao is different, she seems to rarely smoke incense, and occasionally smokes a light and elegant incense, which will still be covered by the smell of bamboo. Song Jiayao's house was also full of the refreshing smell of bamboo, so Nangong Jin did not reject it.

Besides, in such a remote place, only he will come.

Nangong Jin didn't open his eyes, but the moment Song Jiayao saw him, she wanted to turn around and leave.

Nangong Jin sneered and slowly opened his eyes. With a little laziness, he asked, "Why did you run away when you saw Ben Hou?" ”

Song Jiayao froze, turned around and saluted, and said with a smile: "Lord Ping'an Hou is resting here, and the little woman naturally doesn't dare to disturb." ”

Nangong Jin squinted at Song Jiayao, who was groveling, and felt extremely fresh. This little girl is full of thorns all over her body, and it is rare that she just satirizes him gently, without showing her killer skills with teeth and claws.

After all, it was a palace banquet, and Song Jiayao didn't dare to be so presumptuous with Nangong Jin as she did in private.

The wall has ears, let's not talk about whether Nangong Jin will mind, if others hear that she is disrespectful to Ping'anhou, it will be a loss.

Song Jiayao, who carefully restrained the thorns, was like a harmless rabbit to be slaughtered.

Nangong Jin's peach blossom eyes flashed a strange light under the refraction of the faint sunlight, with a demagogic taste.

"You don't like to be around them, do you?" Nangong Jin naturally saw through Song Jiayao, she was such a small person, she was definitely not suitable for staying with them.

Song Jiayao nodded hesitantly, and actually sat down, but she was still two meters away from Nangong Jin, and she didn't dare to approach.

"It's not interesting." Nangong Jin pursed her lips and sighed faintly: "It's just that I accompany the emperor to eat and talk every day, and say something unrealistic." Occasionally, be sympathetic to the people's feelings, and be grateful to Dade. It's ridiculous. ”

Nangong Jin said lightly, but Song Jiayao was taken aback. How can this be what the courtier can say, what she can listen to? It's going to be a head-off.

"Master Hou, you shouldn't say these words, I shouldn't listen to them." Song Jiayao gritted her teeth and said that Nangong Jin really likes to make trouble for her. He is not afraid of the emperor when he has great power, but she is afraid.

She is very weak, but the emperor's words can kill her, how dare she risk listening to him say such rebellious words?

"Don't worry, they can't hear." Nangong Jin knew what Song Jiayao was afraid of, and used internal force to separate others early, so that they couldn't hear what the two said.

She was afraid of the emperor. Why isn't he afraid? He has the right again. It's just a courtier.

The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die. The majesty of the Son of Heaven is the supreme one, if one day the emperor is determined to make trouble like him. He can't escape.

There are only two roads in front of him, one, and he died obediently according to his words. Article 2: Rebellion.

But once he has the idea of rebellion, all walks of life will rise up with troops, and his throne will be shaky, and death is not far away.

The saying that a companion is like a tiger is really true.

The two were silent for a while, relatively silent, but they both knew what the other meant. It's hard to know herself, Song Jiayao actually gave birth to some feelings of sympathy.

She has always had a bad image of Nangong Jin, she loves to play tricks on people, is cautious, and tyrannical. But it seems to have taken on a new look in today's few short laments.

But they were all forced to be helpless.

Song Jiayao also sighed, why shouldn't she?

If Wang Xi and Song Jiaqi can keep their duties and don't think about what they have, their lives won't have to be so tired. She wouldn't have suffered like that in her last life.

smiled bitterly, Song Jiayao had no choice, she just wanted to find a clean place, what about multiple people.

After being in a daze for a while, Song Jiayao thought that they should finish greetings, so she got up and walked towards him.

"Brother." Song Jiayao called Song Anguo crisply, from her point of view, there was only Song Anguo alone.

Song Anguo turned his head when he heard this, and smiled doting at Song Jiayao, a smile bloomed on Song Jiayao's face, like melting ice and snow, which made people happy.

Lin An watched Song Anguo turn around, and was still a little dissatisfied. He felt that Song Anguo didn't seem to like him very much, but Lin An still had a good set of interpersonal communication, so he dragged Song Anguo to chat for a while.

looked up, but saw me again Song Jiayao's smile. When laughing, it still has the fragrance of Lingmei, which makes people feel excited.

In Lin An's image, Song Jiayao followed her parents' genes, and it was rumored that she was born with beauty. But she wears rigidly and has dull makeup, and has always been called "a wooden beauty". ”

I was already very surprised to see those smart eyes today, and at this time, this bright smile made Lin Anxin move, and his eyes were a little bright.

Nangong Jinben lay lazily for a while, and when she got up at this time, she saw Lin An in a daze at Song Jiayao, and her eyes couldn't hide her amazement and excitement.

Suddenly frowned, and some indescribable emotions surged in his heart, and he only felt sour and sad.

He has always disliked Lin An, and always feels that this person is just a hypocrite. He can stand in this position, and he is naturally extremely transparent to see people, how can he not see Nangong Jin's little Jiujiu.

Sneered, since Lin An wanted to climb up the pole, he might as well wish her a helping hand, the higher she climbed, the harder she fell.

Nangong Jin didn't realize that her sudden surge of emotions was just because of Song Jiayao.

Lin An didn't know that he had been targeted by this "ghost sorrow", and his heart moved. I started to make a little calculation again.

He clearly knew the value of Song Jiayao, and in the conversation with Song Anguo, Lin An knew that Song Anguo would inevitably rise to prominence in the future, so he had the intention of making friends.

Wouldn't it be easier if there was an extra layer of nepotism?

Lin An's little Jiujiu was thinking in his heart. But Song Anguo did not give him a chance to continue.

With a faint goodbye, Song Anguo walked to Song Jiayao and asked her softly if she was tired. Song Jiayao was indeed a little tired, so she pushed the emperor off and said goodbye.