At the same time, the courtyard.

The vermilion carved window only opened a slight gap, and the gentle evening breeze blew in with fresh air, neutralizing with the smell of the blue and white incense burner, not too strong or too weak, and the nose was full of pleasant fragrance.

Under the delicate oil lamp, Jiang Cailing was crouching on the Ivy case, her white fingers with wounds flipped through the calendar, counting the days page by page.

If it is according to the itinerary, Gu Jiming and they should be able to arrive in these three days. I haven't seen Gu Jiming for nearly four months, and I don't know if he is thin or fat, white or black.

Jiang Cailing subconsciously touched her face, far from being as delicate and smooth as when she was in Luoyang, not long ago, she thought she was on fire, and there were two fire bubbles at the corners of her mouth, and there were white sharp tips on the red and swollen bag, which would hurt her heart when she touched it.

Women are born to love beauty, especially when they want to reunite with their sweethearts after a long absence, they will care more about their appearance.

In her previous life, Jiang Cailing was born beautiful, even if she didn't wipe anything on her face, she was beautiful, with a green and white pink face, and her cheeks were like peach-colored spring. However, since she was reborn, she felt that He Ling'er's skin was not fair and delicate enough, so she would apply a layer of pearl powder every night before going to bed, and use the ointment she developed to apply it while sleeping.

But since she came to Nan'an, a lot of things have come to her face, and the people and things involved are relatively complicated, and there is also Du Nianyu who is trying to add fuel to the fire and Su Qingcheng who listens to the wind and rain, in order to deal with these difficult people and things, she consumes too much energy, so she rarely has time to take care of her skin.

Walking quickly to the ivory dressing table, the woman in the mirror had messy hair, the skin on her face was a little dry, and her complexion was much darker, and in addition to the white pimples on her lips, there were three more pimples under her nose.

Jiang Cailing covered her face in pain, when did she become sloppy like this?

He took out the pearl powder from the lattice, added a little water, and covered it thickly on his face, and then took out a small red vial from the pill box, and dotted the blood-red paste inside on the pimple at the corner of his lips. Just as he was about to count the time, a noisy sound suddenly sounded outside the door.

Rouge's voice came, "Your Highness, our mother has prepared to sleep in wide clothes, and the slave maid will go in and pass it on." ”

"No need."

As he spoke, Su Qingcheng had already arrived at the door of the room with a long step, but he didn't dare to push it open when he faced the closed door.

"Squeak-"

The door of the room was pushed open from the inside, and Su Qingcheng was surprised, and through the hazy light in the room, he saw a woman with a white face painted like a geisha of the Eastern Ying Kingdom, with a little blood beads on the corners of her lips, as if the black and white impermanence in hell was very hideous.

"What a monster you are!" Su Qingcheng immediately pulled out the blade from his waist, the sharp blade reflected the coldness of the moonlight at night, and the cold touch exclusive to metal spread on Jiang Cailing's neck.

"What are you doing!" He Xiaoxiao was just the kung fu of the last toilet, and when she came back, she saw such a scene, and shouted from afar.

Su Qingcheng fixed his eyes and found that the person with white flour on his face turned out to be Jiang Cailing, and the blade in his hand instantly left the other party's neck, and asked in surprise, "What are you doing?" ”

Jiang Cailing didn't expect Su Qingcheng to come so soon, but because he had pearl powder on his face, he couldn't make an expression, let alone speak, so he waved his hand to let everyone stand back, and then turned slightly sideways to signal Su Qingcheng to come in.

After Su Qingcheng came in, Jiang Cailing did what to do, sat back in front of the Ivy case, sorted out the sundries on the table, and completely cooled him aside.

She must be angry, right?

I heard that his fox friend once said that whenever he went out to drink flower wine, his wife would have a cold war with him, and everyone who smiled but didn't talk to him, even if she came to her, she seemed to turn a blind eye.

It's very much like the scene at the moment.

Su Qingcheng tentatively spoke first, "That ......"

"Shh The shallow silence made Su Qingcheng stop talking, and he saw a glass hourglass flowing with sand in the direction of Jiang Cailing's finger. The soft sand in the upper layer is almost exhausted.

Su Qingcheng still didn't understand what the other party meant, so the air continued to be silent. After a while, Jiang Cailing suddenly got up, washed off the white face on her face, and then sat opposite Su Qingcheng, her expression did not show any anger, and she spoke leisurely, "Say, what are you doing?" ”

Jiang Cailing raised her hand to take a sip of tea as she spoke, and in the direction of Su Qingcheng, she could see the scars of the small stones intricately lying in her hands, and there were also several scars on the back of her hands.

The guilt in his heart surged up a lot, and it seemed that there were some unknown emotions in it, but Su Qingcheng didn't dare to investigate in detail what these emotions were, and his thin lips like peach blossom petals in March opened lightly, "The matter on the day of the Xia Yuan Festival, Nianyu has already made it clear to me, I blame you, I'm sorry." ”

"Forget about the apology." Jiang Cailing waved her hand and spoke lightly.

The indifference in her eyes was not pretended, which made Su Qingcheng wonder in her heart, in the previous few times she had misunderstood her, Jiang Cailing would always be very excited, obviously a character who hated being misunderstood, but what happened to make her no longer annoyed by the rumors?

Su Qingcheng seemed to have thought of something, his narrow eyes were suddenly filled with unparalleled anger, as if he had promised something, and swore to Jiang Cailing and said, "Don't worry, I will let everyone know that this matter was planned by Wu Xiaoyao." ”

"No! Wu Xiaoyao can't be found. Jiang Cailing's voice suddenly became serious, and a pair of apricot eyes looked straight at Su Qingcheng, "I know that this incident almost hurt Du Nianyu, and it is very likely to cause an indelible psychological shadow on her." But this is irreparable after all, if you insist on finding out Wu Xiaoyao, there will only be disadvantages to the complicity of you and me. ”

Su Qingcheng naturally understood what Jiang Cailing meant by the drawbacks, if he told everyone that Wu Xiaoyao was the one who designed to frame Du Nianyu, he would definitely not be able to marry Luan Wenzhi because of his evil deeds, then the Wang family would not fall so easily.

"However, you will always be abused and attacked by all those who don't know the truth, and you will be burdened with this black cauldron for the rest of your life!" Su Qingcheng was obviously very excited when he spoke, and there was a hint of distress in his amber eyes that he didn't even notice it.

"Insults and attacks are just a drop of rain in a torrential rain in front of life, and after a long time, it will evaporate sooner or later, and people are animals who are good at forgetting, whether it is good or bad, one day it will be forgotten."

Jiang Cailing lowered her head and eyes when she spoke, and did not show a lot of emotions, as if she was a master who had seen through human nature, and with a transcendent realm, she sighed to herself as if she was talking to herself.

However, Su Qingcheng didn't care about these, but when he heard "It's just a drop of rain in the pouring rain in front of his life", he suddenly realized that he had always missed a question, that is-"What kind of disease do you have, and only snow dragon ginseng can cure it?" ”

In the few months since she came to Nan'an, while studying the situation in the current dynasty, she still privately read some books that record disguise techniques. The records of the disguise technique in the Chu State are much more complete than those of the other four countries, which makes her more and more suspicious that the person who killed her in disguise back then was a native of the Chu State.

If it weren't for the assassin at the beginning, Gu Jiming wouldn't have needed to trade with the witch at the cost of his lifespan.

Su Qingcheng's question was obviously asked about the soft place in Jiang Cailing's heart, she raised her eyes and glanced at Su Qingcheng who was asking, her apricot eyes were dyed with a look of defensiveness and alienation, and she said lightly, "My matter has nothing to do with you, what you need to study now is how to fold the things of the night of the Xia Yuan Festival." ”

"I am a brilliant person and a lot of witch doctors, I can help you find someone who can cure your illness."

Jiang Cailing shook her head helplessly, "Su Qingcheng, the matter of the next Yuan Festival has passed like this, if you really feel sorry for me, then take the throne as soon as possible and give me the treasure of the town and country to me, a meritorious man." It's not early, I'm going to rest, Your Highness walks slowly. ”

Since Su Qingcheng learned the truth, he thought that Jiang Cailing would feel aggrieved, and would deliberately be cold or scolding or sarcastic, but he never expected her to show such an indifferent appearance.

The moonlight has been carried on for thousands of years, and it has always been fair and selfless, so that it shines on everyone on the earth, whether it is a man or a woman, a person with a ghost in his heart or a man with a clean breeze on his sleeves.

Compared with the atmosphere of the Willow Mansion and the Ten Princes' Mansion bathed in this moonlight, it is much more relaxed.

"My lord will be able to go to Nan'an City in three days, and he will live in the post house under your door at that time, and you can sort out the movements of the characters in the court?"

"I have sorted out the confirmed and correct information on the information network, and even the information of those officials' concubines is not bad at all." Liu Minglou's eyebrows fluttered and he handed a huge piece of rice paper to the man with a baby face.

Seeing that the paper was full of beautiful block letters, and there were even portraits of everyone's faces on it, the baby-faced guard nodded, "Okay, how did you handle Miss He's affairs?" ”

Liu Minglou's grape-like eyes flashed with a smug smile, and he shook Erlang's legs and said, "It is estimated that Miss He only thinks that I am a person who is greedy for profit, and she will not notice that I am a person arranged by adults." ”

"Don't worry, the matter of your death in Luoyang City has been done seamlessly, and the adults will help you do it personally, even if Li Yan has great ability, he can't know that you faked your death."

When he heard the word Li Yan again, Liu Minglou still shuddered unhappily. Just four months ago, Li Yan, who was just lurking around the Treasure Residence and the Liu Mansion, suddenly went crazy, and suddenly broke into his room, covered in the smell of alcohol, and said things he couldn't understand.

The domineering brute force he used to hold himself couldn't help but make him fall into that nightmare again, but fortunately, Ah Cai found out in time and locked Li Yan unconscious in the firewood room in the backyard. Later, he unintentionally got the help of nobles, left Luoyang smoothly, and settled down in Nan'an City with the task of establishing the Nan'an City information and intelligence network and protecting He Ling'er for a short time.

The baby-faced guard took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it into Liu Minglou's arms, then turned around and left, leaving a leisurely sentence, "I picked this up on the road, give it to you." ”

Looking at the three big words "Jing Xin San" written on the bottle, Liu Minglou smiled slightly at the corner of his lips, and said to the figure that almost melted into the night, "Thank you, Jiu Ge." ”

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