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Liu Piaoyi did not go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion directly, but deliberately took the woman to a pond that few people avoided. The woman obviously understood Liu Piaoyi's doubts about her, and followed behind her neither humbly nor arrogantly.

So Chunlin didn't have to bother, and deliberately stood farther away.

Liu Piao's face was expressionless, and he said coldly: "Who is the girl?" ”

Ye Xuemian's face was calm and indifferent, and her eyes stared at Liu Piaomian tightly, "Ye Xuemian." The corners of her mouth tugged at a calm smile, "In Yangzhou, we've seen it." ”

Ever seen? Yangzhou?

Liu Piao's doubts for a while suddenly remembered the masked woman who suddenly appeared in the peach blossom forest in Yangzhou. At the time, she said she had something to say.

Liu Piao's cold eyes just swept lightly from her, and then fell among the flowers, as if she didn't see this person, and said indifferently, "Miss Ye, I really don't know you, who are you?" Why did you say you knew me at that time? ”

Ye Xuemian chuckled, pretending to be careless, "You don't know me, but I know you and Su Qingshan." ”

Ye Xuemian deliberately bit Su Qingshan's name harder.

Liu Piaomian glanced at Ye Xuemian meaningfully, and said in a low voice, "You are also a member of the White Lotus Sect?" ”

"Yes." Ye Xue Mianyun responded lightly, but her cold eyes subconsciously stared at Chunlin not far away.

Liu Piaoyi's eyes were full of doubts, "Do you know Feng Siying?" ”

During the questioning, Liu Piaoyi looked at Ye Xuemian's face, calm and calm, and couldn't see the slightest ripple.

Regarding her question, Ye Xuemian just smiled: "It seems that Miss Liu knows a lot." And no wonder ......"

What's the wonder? Ye Xuemian just laughed and didn't follow.

Liu Piao's cold eyes looked at Ye Xuemian's complexion, "What is Feng Siying's real name?" ”

Ye Xuemian stared at Liu Piao's cold eyes, as if she wanted to see through her true thoughts from the bottom of her clear eyes.

"Why didn't Miss Liu ask herself?"

The expression on Liu Piao's face froze, and his cold face slowly softened, and he suddenly moistened his throat unnaturally, and said in a low voice: "I'll ask sooner or later." ”

Ye Xuemian's eyes crossed a strange look, and the corners of her mouth smiled faintly.

The expression on Liu Piaoyi's face did not move, still as cold as ice, "So, can you tell me what you want to tell me when you were in Yangzhou at that time?" ”

Ye Xuemian's eyes were lowered for a moment, and the corners of her lips hooked up a faint smile, and she said meaningfully, "The words at that time have passed, and now I just want to tell you that I, Ye Xuemian, and Feng Siying, whom you know, are in the same boat." If you have a place to use me, but you can tell me, I will do my best. ”

Under the background of the sun, her beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, and Liu Piaoyi was stared at by such a pair of eyes, only feeling that under the gentle and demure appearance of Ye Xuemian, there was a turbulent and surging heart.

"Okay."

Liu Piao's relaxed response made Ye Xuemian's eyes look at her again, with a bit of temptation, as if she wanted to see her eyes and understand her heart.

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Ling Mansion, Ling Yunyi looked at a letter in the study, and after reading it, he slowly walked to the candlestick and burned the letter brought by the housekeeper.

On the coffee table, Ling Yunyi slowly poured the boiled big red robe into the teacup, drank tea alone, and pondered deeply.

The shadow that has been buried deep in my mind all these years floats

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Suddenly. The pretty and beautiful face, the gentle watery eyes, and the delicate whispering voice all came to my heart like a frenzy at this moment.

She wanted to see him, and here she came.

Ling Yunyi felt that he couldn't stay still for a moment, he just wanted to run to her, hug her, and tell her in her ear: I haven't seen her for many years, and I miss it very much.

Ling Yunyi's cheeks flushed, this shouldn't be the eroticism that a middle-aged man should have, but when he thought of her, he was so excited and wild in his heart.

I drank a cup of tea again, and I didn't feel sleepy. His gaze fell on the candlelight, and the corners of Ling Yunyi's smiling eyes couldn't calm down for a long time.

But when I thought of the woman saying back then, if he found another woman, she would never see him again in her life! But later, in order to see her, he complied with all her requests, and she still had to leave his side.

This time, she came back again, would she figure it out?

Glaring at the candlelight, Ling Yunyi unconsciously comforted himself, "Lumei, do you really miss me?" ”

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The barrel was filled with hot water, and the steam was thick, and the clouds and mist were curling, and the water vapor was diffused, and in a few moments, the whole room was like an ethereal fairyland, and the heat was everywhere.

Liu Piaoyi tried the temperature of the water, it was warm, it was the temperature she liked, slowly fading all the restraints on her body, her smooth skin was like condensation under the dim halo of the candle flame, revealing a faint light like pearls.

The bright moonlight outside the window, like a long silver veil pouring in from the window, plating a layer of soft light for the room, the soft light lined the willow drifting snow skin cream, soft bones and ice muscles, beautiful like a white lotus out of the water!

After taking a bath for a long time, Chunlin waited to change into a dress.

"The fourth young master is back?" Liu Piao's cold mouth was open, her face was expressionless, and her cold eyes swept lightly from Chunlin's face.

"I'm back, in the side study." Chunlin replied.

When Liu Piaomeng arrived at the study, he saw Jian Xiu sitting on the rosewood chair behind the bookcase, looking at something.

"Why don't you go to bed yet?" Jian Xiuwan smiled, walked out of the desk, and gently wrapped his long arms around the slender waist of Liu Piao.

A warm current of heat instantly spread around her waist, and her whole body seemed to warm up as well, and Liu Piaoyi raised her eyes to meet his eyes, "Look what you're up to." ”

A meaningful smile crossed Jian Xiu's handsome cheeks, "Did you go to see Runzeyu today?" ”

The corners of Liu Piao's lips hooked up a faint cold smile, "Yes." Can't I go? ”

Jian Xiu's eyes were lowered, and the bottom of his eyes crossed a dark and deep teaching, just swept away, and the next moment it converged on the bottom of his eyes, and when he raised his eyes again, he couldn't see the slightest ripple, and the corners of his lips also had a slight smile: "Yi'er, let's go less in the future." The deep Shaga voice escaped from Jian Xiu's throat.

As soon as he said this, Liu Piaoyi instantly had no smile on his face, and said to him faintly, "You are so stingy? ”

Liu Piao's cold eyes kept staring at Jian Xiu, and the next moment, she saw the panic that flashed in Jian Xiu's eyes, so she turned her head sideways and didn't look at him.

"Yi'er, it's not that I'm worried about you, but Runzeyu is ......" A gentle low voice came from above Liu Piaoyu's head.

He wanted to say that Runzeyu had long been clearly interested in her.

Liu Piaoyi pursed her lower lip, her expression looked extremely unnatural, "Okay, I won't go in the future." ”

She stepped away from his body and walked over to the desk, glancing at the book he had just read.

"Ji'er, you have long known that you are the only husband in your heart, and you only hope that you are only a husband in your heart, and your husband is just this request."

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Liu Piaoyi saw that he said it so bluntly, and her cold eyes couldn't help but look at him, looking at his deep and dark ink-like pupils, and the faint melancholy that crossed her eyes touched her.

Liu Piao's cold eyes swept over Jian Xiu's face indifferently, as if nothing had happened, but when her eyes were withdrawn, her soft cherry lips opened lightly, and she said in a seemingly casual tone: "Jian Xiu, I only have you in my heart." ”

Jian Xiu should have been moved by these words, but no matter how he listened to it, he felt a faint coldness. Maybe she doesn't know how to confess, that's why she said in such a tone. Even the ambiguous words are said without temperature.

Still, Jian Xiu was still in a happy mood.

The corners of his lips suddenly hooked up a wicked smile, and before Nanliu could react, he picked her up horizontally, "It's late at night, go to bed." ”

"Let me down, the slave will see." Liu Piaoyi was held tightly in his arms, this feeling was amazing, in fact, she liked it a lot, but her mouth was hard.

"If you see it, you see it, what's the matter, we're husband and wife." The wicked smile on Jian Xiu's thin lips deepened a little.

In Qinghui Garden, the servants saw the fourth young master carrying the fourth young grandmother into the main gate, and hurriedly bowed, and the envy in their eyes was obvious.

They saw that the eyes of the fourth young master were so gentle, and there was a shallow smile on the corner of his lips, all of this was just for the sake of this Yiren in his arms, and only the fourth young grandmother would let the fourth young master show his gentle side.

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Late at night, in the Purple Night Building, a mysterious guest came, and when the guest revealed his identity, the old shopkeeper fell to the ground with a weak leg, almost not scared out of a heart attack.

The old man in the black cloak immediately put away the token when the old shopkeeper saw it, and the old shopkeeper led him up to the room on the second floor.

The old shopkeeper immediately asked the guy who ran errands in the store to close the door of the purple night building, and personally brought in tea and snacks, and then withdrew without disturbing.

The old man in the black cloak opened the window after the old shopkeeper had exited, and then sat quietly at the table, glancing at the window from time to time.

With the sound of a gust of wind, a man flashed through the window, half of his silver mask shining in the moonlight, and when he entered, the man closed the window casually. People are not angry and self-assured, and naturally have an aura that captures people's hearts.

The old man in the black cloak immediately stepped forward and bowed down, "Lord, what is your life...... Cause. The old man looked a little nervous, and his speech was not very sharp.

The night breeze passed slowly, adding a bit of mystery.

The deep and dark eyes under the mask stared at the old man who was still kneeling on the ground and bowing his head, and gave an order, "Let Ye Xuemian go to the Liwan Flower Garden tomorrow and become the flower girl there." The emperor will go to Liwan, and there will be a good scene when the time comes......"

The masked man approached the black-robed old man and whispered a few words in his ear. The old man in black responded with a straight face, "My subordinates understand. ”

"Get up." Under the silver mask, the man's cold eyes looked at the old man.

The old man clenched his fists respectfully, "Rest assured, the snow sponge will definitely be done." ”

"A chance." In this dark night, the masked man's ghostly voice was ethereal, ethereal, and breathing, so that people could not hear any emotions and could not understand his thoughts.

A crescent moon hangs obliquely on the canopy, the cold moonlight, as light as a thin veil, like a touch of frost, the cold night is like ice, and the cold wind occasionally passes through the gap in the window, making a biting cold sound.

The room was like outside, cold and heart-wrenching, and the old man shivered unconsciously.

The masked man looked thoughtfully at the faint moonlight in the gap in the window, and the pupils as deep as ink looked extremely mysterious and strange in the night.

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