In the wind, it was like a voice with a bearded old way came into her ears: Little mercy, remember not to be angry, anger hurts your body, remember.

Master......

Miss Liu suddenly opened her eyes and muttered involuntarily.

Chunlin hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with Miss?" ”

"No ......" Miss Liu smiled reluctantly, relieved. She knew that this was the old man who was talking to her, explaining to her.

Calming down, Miss Liu gently lifted the curtain, and at a glance saw the white face of Jian Xiu outside the car, with a knife-like outline. Thinking of his kiss yesterday, she hurriedly lowered the curtain, not wanting to look at him.

Jian Xiu, who was following the red horse next to the car, had already seen her out of the corner of his eye just now, but he also pretended to be calm when he didn't know that she was looking at him.

After seeing her return to the car, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but purse a faint smile.

In addition to resting and throwing stacks all the way, I finally arrived in the capital after more than ten days.

The eldest lady Gu greeted her at the door again, and Chonghui was even more anxious than the eldest lady who couldn't wait to see Miss Liu.

The moment Miss Liu got out of the car, Chonghui ran up, and as if his long-lost husband saw his wife, he actually stepped forward and hugged Miss Liu's body.

Jian Xiu was jealous like a child, although there was no expression on his face, he was full of jealousy in his heart, "Chonghui, you are not young, you are a man, how can you give your cousin such a hug." ”

Yun Xiu laughed secretly when he heard this, with a surprised look on his face, only he understood the fourth brother's heart, but the others just thought that Jian Xiu's words were casual, and they didn't think about it in that way.

The eldest lady Gu Shi showed a kind smile, "Chonghui is still young, what does he know, quickly, let's enter the mansion." ”

After Chonghui let go of Miss Liu, she raised her eyes to look at her aunt, but this time it was not as affectionate as when she came to the Prime Minister's Mansion a year ago to see her aunt.

She was cold and indifferent, just to prevent others from seeing the abnormality, she bowed to the eldest lady, and saluted the younger generation to come back to see the elder again.

Jian Xiu's words have been floating in her mind: the excerpt of the local official in Takishui back then was a decision made by Xiangguo himself and the queen mother.

Xiangguo is also the responsibility that he can't shirk when he killed Yaomin back then.

Miss Liu's steps into the mansion were very heavy, as if she had arrived at a wolf's den.

But now she has to rely on this powerful wolf's den. If she didn't lean on this big tree, she would be able to treat her with respect once, maybe no one.

hastily talked to her aunt and the people of the Zhang family, and she returned to her small courtyard - Zixuan Pavilion when she was tired of the trip.

Chunlin packed up the few books she brought back from Liufu, all of which were books collected by Liuzhizhou back then.

Two of them were medical books, and she brought them back because she wanted to read them more in her free time, looking through them to find out what herbs could cure her body.

She remembered what Xingruchen had told her, she needed to continue her life, and her life would not last long.

Yes, when I saw the master Pansu Lao Dao in Pansu Mountain, she also asked about her lifespan, and Pansu Lao Dao had already told her that her life body was symbiotic with the ghost butterfly. Butterflies are short-lived, and the same is true for ghost butterflies, which do not live long.

Over the years, the ghost butterfly has relied on the essence blood of the old man to survive year after year. And now if she wants to continue to live, she must also need essence blood to feed, but now that she is a human being, how can she drink human blood often.

Even if the old man told her that it was not a meal, it only needed to be eaten once a year, but who would have the essence blood that had to be in line with it, and how could she let that person give it to her sincerely.

She thought of pharmacology, hoping that there would be a potion that could be a good prescription for life.

After returning home, Jian Xiu went back to Dufusi, and then went directly to the palace to see the emperor, and reported the case of Yue Feng's party in Luodingzhou.

The young emperor only hastily praised him a few words, and then returned to his bedroom.

On Jian Xiu's way back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Ling Xinan appeared in front of him, his expression was indifferent, and he stepped forward and said indifferently, "Have a drink, how about it?" ”

Ling Xinan's affection for Miss Liu, Jian Xiu was not unaware, he came directly to the Prime Minister's Mansion that day to propose, and he left in despair, and he was already devastated.

It seems that even if her mother disagreed, Ling Xinan did not give up. It's just that at this time, he made an appointment to get together by himself, and Jian Xiu didn't know why he was, but he still nodded and didn't refute his face.

The two came to Dinghuang Building on South Street and sat down on the windowsill upstairs.

Ling Xinan ordered a few dishes, put a few pots of wine on the table, and said to Jian Xiu with a melancholy expression, "I want to have a few drinks with you today, but I can save face." ”

Jian Xiu didn't say anything bad, but he didn't know what he meant, and when Ling Xinan raised his glass, he still drank a cup.

Jian Xiu narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and said coldly, "You asked me to come, not just for a drink. ”

The gentle Ling Xinan, who was as haggard and sad as losing a lover at this time, looked directly at Jian Xiu after laughing, "You also like Yi'er, right?" ”

Jian Xiu's brows tightened, he didn't expect Ling Xinan to open his mouth to ask this question, which made him a little surprised, surprised by how he knew.

"You must be wondering how I know." Ling Xinan had already guessed his thoughts.

Jian Xiu's expression remained unchanged.

Ling Xinan chuckled lightly and laughed sadly, "In Luodingzhou, everything you and Ji'er are together, I know everything from thousands of miles away. ”

Ling Xinan kept staring at Jian Xiu's expression as he spoke.

Jian Xiu instantly understood that he, Ling Xinan, had lived in Guangdong for several years, so how could there be no one. It seems that since Ji'er arrived in Luodingzhou, he has been watching in the dark.

"Yes, or no?" Ling Xinan asked after him, wanting to know the answer.

The handsome man smiled coldly and answered him unabashedly, "Yes, I like Yi'er." ”

Ling Xinan's face stiffened, and he suddenly froze in Jian Xiu's reply. He never thought that the commander of the brocade guard, who had always been cold, would be able to say so frankly that he liked memories.

After he was stunned, he smiled heartlessly, laughed sadly, poured a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp, and drank so violently that he choked on him.

Jian Xiu was still as cold as ever, without any expression.

The sad smile stopped, Ling Xinan looked at Jian Xiu sluggishly, and said stiffly, "Why do you want to rob Yi'er, why, don't you Zhang Jianxiu know how much I Ling Xinan likes Ji'er, she has been with me for three years in Luodingzhou, and she has been with me for three years, do you understand!" ”

"Does she still like you now?" Jian Xiu said indifferently, and said naturally.

Ling Xinan's sarcastic smile stiffened again, and he didn't answer him with such confidence, which made his heart sting incomparably, like a knife. It was as if he was a joke in front of Jian Xiu, making him laugh silently.

Suddenly, the two looked at each other in silence.

Ling Xinan sneered again, "Then will she like you?" ”

Jian Xiu immediately replied to him, "I'll make Ji'er like me." ”

Ling Xinan's hand clenching the cup was trembling, and he said word by word, "I won't just give up." ”

"Okay, then we'll see." Jian Xiu provoked a touch of coldness, and after speaking, he stood up and left directly.

Ling Xinan's uncontrollable tears finally overflowed from his eyes at the moment Jian Xiu left.

He picked up the cup alone and continued to drink it cup by piece, even if he broke his intestines, he didn't care.

At that moment, he only said one sentence, "Yi'er, why do you want to hurt me like this......"

When he was very drunk, he came out of Dinghuang Tower and walked on the street with his body shaky.

But he unconsciously found that he actually walked to the outer wall of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the darkness of the night, he looked at the sturdy high wall, as if he could see the figure that he had been thinking about day and night from this wall.

Suddenly, he sneered and laughed at himself. came to the door to ask for a kiss, but she didn't react at all.

Have you really forgotten those three years?

But three years, three whole years.

He sat down under the high wall with his feet weak, and let the heartache torment himself like this.

The night breeze hit, Beijing City is not as cool as Luo Dingzhou, at this time there is a slight coolness, but he does not feel cold, and he even feels hot.

It was because he was drunk that he was uncomfortable. He Zeng drank more and more times, and he was funny, as if he started from remembering that he didn't pay attention to him.

Inside the high wall, the woman in the Zixuan Pavilion had already fallen asleep, how could she know about the loneliness of being alone outside the high wall?

In this way, he kept laughing stupidly, laughing until he had no strength, and suddenly became a little drunk as if he was sober, before he staggered up from the ground and staggered towards his Ling Mansion step by step.

As soon as he arrived at the street outside the mansion, his scholar Kumquat was already anxiously waiting at the gate of the mansion, and when he saw the figure of the master, he eagerly greeted him.

"Third Young Master, why are you so drunk?" Kumquat hurriedly used her shoulders to drive him, let Ling Xinan's body lean on her body, and helped him into the mansion.

Entering the mansion, the people in the mansion saw that they hurriedly stepped forward to help Ling Xinan into their courtyard.

Kumquat helped the third young master to sit down on the chair, and hurriedly poured a glass of water from the table and waited for Ling Xinan to drink it.

As soon as the water was in his stomach, Ling Xinan seemed to feel a little more sober.

"Kumquat, how long have you been with me?" Ling Xinan asked softly.

Kumquat smiled, "It's been four years, Third Young Master." ”

"Yes, it's been four years, and I've known Ji'er for four years......" Ling Xinan smiled bitterly, smiling desolately.

Kumquat was sad with Ling Xinan's sadness, looking at the young master blankly, looking at him with a sadness that had never been so good.