Chapter 547: The coral in the palm of your hand is pitiful

Su Jiu didn't expect Xie Rongjing to be so bold.

Her face was a little ugly.

After a while, she said, "I'll go to Xuanxuan." ”

Liangzhou's Xuan Xuan is spacious and luxurious.

She stood in front of the bronze mirror and patted her face with cold water.

When he raised his head again, he saw Xie Rongjing's face appear in the bronze mirror.

She bowed her head, took the jade pendant from her sleeve pocket and handed it to him.

Xie Rongjing took it.

Su Jiu noticed that he had a red ribbon tied around his wrist.

She didn't take it to heart, and said lightly: "Don't mention that kind of thing in the future." I am married and will spend my life with him. Xie Rongjing, you and I can be friends, even brothers and sisters, but it is impossible to become husband and wife. ”

Xie Rongjing stared at her.

He had said many times that she should not say no words.

But she still said it, without hesitation, as cold as ice.

When she faced Xiao Tingchen, she would cry and make trouble, but she would never show such an expression of rejection thousands of miles away.

He remembered the scene when Xiao Tingchen carried her on his shoulders when he was in the hunting ground.

They're so close......

Intimate enough to make him jealous.

His throat rolled, and he whispered, "I like you, no less than him." ”

Su Jiu: "But your liking will only bother me, and it will only make me deeply disgusted." ”

"Su wine!"

Su Jiu walked past him and walked straight towards the outside of Xuan Xuan.

Xie Rongjing held her wrist.

He threw her against the wall, and because he had drunk, he was more daring than usual, and even tried to kiss her desperately!

Su Jiu slapped him without hesitation!

Xie Rongjing's face was beaten to the side.

His skin is pale, and the bright red slap marks on his cheeks are quite eye-catching.

Su Jiu broke away from his hand, his eyes were like knives, "Xie Rongjing, don't ruin our relationship for so many years!" ”

Xie Rongjing propped up on the bronze mirror with one hand, raised his eyes to stare at the mirror, and the girl in the mirror gradually drifted away.

The man reflected in the mirror had blood-red eyes and a jealous expression, and even he felt strange.

In frustration, he smashed the bronze mirror with a punch.

Su Jiu walked briskly in the verandah upstairs, and happened to see the maid bringing wine and food to a private seat.

The fan of the elegant seat was open, and she glanced at it casually, and it was Yuan Fuxue and Rong Zheng sitting inside.

Yuan Fuxue pushed a volume in front of Rong Zheng and whispered something.

Rong Zheng flipped through it at will, and the curvature of the lip flap rose.

As if feeling something, he looked out the door.

Su Jiu hurriedly hid to the side.

It wasn't until the maid closed the door of the throne that she slowly came out from behind the flower stand.

Yuan Fuxue really stole the little brother's things and gave it to Rong Zheng.

It's just that......

It wasn't necessarily as good as they thought it would be.

Su Jiu returned to the elegant seat, used half a bowl of rice, and was dragged by Hua Rourou to visit the night market.

There is no need to see Xie Rongjing again, she is also happy.

Xie Rongjing came back, glanced at her empty seat, and sat down with a calm face.

Zhou Feng first added wine to him and said with a smile: "Huahua took Su Su and my sister to visit the night market, come, let's continue to drink!" I called a few beauties, and I'll be there for you in a while, so let's get drunk tonight! ”

If you don't get drunk, you can't go home......

The liquor spreads between the lips and teeth, bitter and spicy.

Xie Rongjing squinted at the moist and reddish Danfeng eyes, and the arc of his lips was extremely cold.

In her absence, there was no way back for him.

Even if you return to Jiangnan, without her and brother, where is Wuyi Lane still Wuyi Lane?

If he is not drunk, he will not return, even if he is drunk, he will not return......

Sheng's songs are everywhere.

The teenagers who played from childhood to adulthood were very lively.

Xie Rongjing sat in the corner, drinking one jar after another, drinking so much that he couldn't even eat his stomach, and then he went to Xuan Xuan to vomit.

Staggered out of Xuan Xuan, and suddenly bumped into the man in white at the corner of the verandah.

Rong Zheng subconsciously helped him.

Xie Rongjing saw the person coming clearly, and suddenly smiled cruelly.

Rong Zheng didn't have time to be vigilant, and he was punched in the face!

Xie Rongjing picked up his shirt, "It's you bullying Su Xiaojiu?" ”

Rong Zheng wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and remained silent, "The little marquis is drunk, Rong sent someone to send you home?" ”

"I'm not drunk!" Xie Rongjing was annoyed, "You bullied Su Xiaojiu, but you thought there was no one to protect her?!" Rong Zheng, Lao Tzu told you, Xiao Tingchen protects her, Lao Tzu protects her, Shenwu Ying protects her, and the Xie family protects her! ”

Rong Zheng broke away from him.

He straightened his clothes, "It turns out that the little marquis likes Sister Su." ”

Xie Rongjing lay on the railing without saying a word.

He closed his eyes in a daze, and the song in his ears gradually faded away, leaving only a faint and indifferent voice:

"Sister Su has become the concubine of King Yong, presumably the sadness and regret in the heart of the little marquis are no less than mine. Although we are also rivals in love, compared to Xiao Tingchen, it is always us who are pitiful. Rong has a proposal, I don't know if the little marquis is willing to listen to it. ”

Xie Rongjing was unceremoniously: "If there is a fart, let it go." ”

He fought on the battlefield, and the men who came out of the army always spoke rudely.

Rong Zheng was silent and said, "I have a copy of Xiao Tingchen's incriminating evidence in my hand, as long as I give it to the emperor, I will definitely be able to send Xiao Tingchen to prison." How about it, is the little marquis willing to cooperate with Rong to bring down Xiao Tingchen? As long as he falls, Sister Su will be in your pocket. Even if you and I share, it's better than now. ”

What's in the bag,

Share......

These two words made Xie Rongjing sick.

Was Su Xiaojiu blind or stunned at the beginning, and he actually wanted to marry this kind of man?!

He was still lying on the railing, looking very drunk, "I and Xiao Tingchen are old enemies, if you want to deal with him, I will naturally raise my hands and feet in favor." Whatever you need, come to me. ”

"The little marquis is really bold."

Rong Zheng smiled.

After he left, Xie Rongjing straightened up.

Danfeng's eyes were cold, he knocked on the railing, and he didn't understand how with Xiao Tingchen's cautious personality, how could there be a handle in Rong Zheng's hands.

Do you want to remind him?

Still is......

Sitting on a mountain and watching the tiger fight?

Or, add fuel to the fire and help Rong Zheng bring down Xiao Tingchen?

Xiao Tingchen fell, and Rong Zheng hurt Su Xiaojiu again, she would definitely refuse to follow Rong Zheng.

The only thing she can follow is herself......

The man's expression changed and he was faintly moved.

Suddenly, a silver bell rang.

Xie Rongjing looked at the end of the verandah, and a girl wearing a carmine dance dress came.

The light gauze is masked, revealing only a pair of autumn cut eyes.

Ying Ying looked at it, very beautiful.

Zhou Fengxian rushed out of the seat, looking flattering, "Miss Yueya, I haven't seen you for many days, are you okay?" Remember me? I'm Zhou Fengxian! ”

The girl bent an eyebrow at him.

Passing by Xie Rongjing, the girl glanced at him, and her voice was charming: "Little Marquis is rich and rivals the country, dare to ask, for you, what is the most expensive thing in the world?" ”

Xie Rongjing's face was expressionless, "Shangyang flower." ”

The coral in the palm of the hand is not pitiful, but it is taught to be a sunflower.

What else in the world is more expensive than Su Xiaojiu?

The girl named Yueya smiled even more, "I think the original intention is the most expensive." ”