Ji Yixian lifted the curtain and got into the quilt again, only to put it down again, blocking the light of the room.

The person lying on the inside of the bed was already asleep, but when he heard the noise, he had to reopen his eyes, and looked at the person in a daze, his eyes were moist and soft, and he was really warm compared to the day.

"Am I arguing with you?" Ji Yixian pressed the quilt and turned over, facing her.

Jiang Huan is also sober now, she shook her head: "I just think you came back a little late today." ”

"Well, it's a little late." Ji Yixian replied to her words, "Where did you go when you left the house today?" I asked Han Yong, you didn't go to Jishitang either. ”

"I went to sit in the teahouse for a while, listened to some gossip, and thought it was quite interesting." Jiang Huan said, "There are all kinds of things in the world, I guess you can hear it in that teahouse." ”

Ji Yixian seemed to be a little interested: "Oh, then tell me, what did you hear?" ”

"I've heard a lot, there is news from Dayan, there is also news from Daqin, and there is also Dachu, where do you want it." After saying so many words to him, Jiang Huan is really sober now.

He watched the softness in her eyes fade little by little, and turned into the appearance of the day, and he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

But I don't think it's very pleasant.

"Da Qin." Almost without thinking, Ji Yixian gave this answer very quickly.

There were faint traces of stiffness at the corners of Jiang Huan's mouth, but the night was extremely thick, and Ji Yixian didn't see it: "Daqin is nothing fun, just say that the daughter of Jingyanghou, the lord of Yijiang, is about to get married, but she suddenly contracted a vicious illness and was sent back to the Lang Xie Shen family by Jingyanghou to recuperate. ”

"Not necessarily." Ji Yixian didn't know when to wrap her hair around her fingers, "Jing Yanghou is in charge of the military power, and there is the Shen family, the head of the Seventh Clan, behind him, this marriage, I will not give up this marriage." ”

Jiang Huan pulled his hair back from his hand and suppressed the astringency in his voice: "Then you haven't thought that the prince of Great Qin is unwilling to give up this marriage, is it because he and the county lord of Yijiang are in love?" ”

"Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums."

In fact, Jiang Huan, who said this, has no confidence, since ancient times, the ruthless emperor family, although she and Wei Heng have grown up together, but sometimes they feel that this person's heart is really too thin and cold.

"Fool." Ji Yixian chuckled lightly and tucked the horns into her, "It's late at night, go to sleep." ”

Jiang Huan turned over and avoided the wound on her left arm, but as soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was full of Wei Heng's shadow.

Si people have good eyebrows, Yushu Zhilan.

But in the end, there is no fate.

Early in the morning, Chaoyu came to say goodbye.

Since Ji dragged Chaoyu down with envy on that day, she hadn't seen this person for a while, but now she feels more and more strange when she sees it.

Jiang Huan silently looked at the flattering look between her eyebrows and eyes, remembering what her grandmother had said to her when she was still at home, and suddenly her heart was half cold.

She clasped the fingers of the tea cup, slowly curled up, and walked around the small house in the yard as if nothing, and suddenly became cold, and looked up at the rain inadvertently, only to feel cold sweat behind her, and I am afraid that I will give my life here.