Half a month later, the sun was quiet, and the window was slanting on the mahogany table, and the rigid carved patterns were stained with a bit of vitality.

I flipped through a book in bed, the yellowed pages making a slight noise around my fingertips.

There is a white porcelain plate on the leg, which is honey-soaked green plums, which are clear, sweet and sour, and the light brown fruits are placed on the plate, white and brown are mixed together, and it is very beautiful.

It's been a long time since I've been so comfortable, and it's better if time flows more slowly.

There is a sentence written on the page: Be prepared for the week and be lazy, the common is not doubtful, the sun is too yin. ”

Turning another page, it was the note that Yuan Yao Guo Wuji gave me that day, and now I will clip it in the book.

Extremely illegible font – watch out for him.

He refers to the prince of Yuanyao, I guessed right, his morbid pursuit of perfect people and things, and the scars on her body are his masterpieces. If I dance that dance well, he will definitely find a way to take me away, and if I don't dance well, it will be a shame for Beiyan. The best thing to do is to tell him that I can't dance anymore.

Sure enough, he left, taking the dress with him to find his next target.

There are so many things that it is difficult to calm down.

Tired of closing the military book, I really shouldn't read the military book at this time, it is full of scheming, I have been dealing with these things every day, such a good time, I really shouldn't live up to it.

Put a honey-soaked green plum in your mouth, close your eyes and enjoy a moment of tranquility.

In the past six months, the people around me have been killed and wounded, betrayed and betrayed, and parted.

Killing each other, calculating each other, there is not a moment of stopping.

The sunlight in the window is getting more and more abundant, sprinkling on the eyelids, and people have to reach out to cover it.

The light flickered through his fingers, flickering and dimming, and suddenly there was a moment when I wanted to cry.

Yinyue, Nata, Muhan, and Shadow, they are all too far away from me, far away.

When I bribed the guards of the cold palace to torture Mu Han, there was only one thought, so that her life was worse than death.

Chen Weiyan said that her family had been exiled to a barbaric land and could never return to the imperial capital, and she was already crazy and stupid when she lost her child and lover, so why bother so hard.

Yes, why bother, force each other.

She was reprimanded for me, and came near to comfort me when I endured loneliness and disdain. When she left, I could only remember her good.

I tortured her, and I refused to let myself go.

Obviously, I didn't protect Yinyue well, but I put all the blame on her.

In that case, I'd better continue to be this wicked person, and I will have a few years of life left, and these debts will be settled after I die and go to the eighteenth layer of hell.

The breeze blows, and the pages are gently curled and closed.

The small pot next to the table is long and luxuriant, as if the cold of winter has not affected it in the slightest.

Wearily put on his coat, walked to the window, and slowly pushed the window shut.

The room becomes warmer, but no fixed warmth flows into the atrium.

"Squeak-" The wooden door opened slowly, and I thought it was the wind, and tightened my shirt to close.

There was a person standing at the door, with a goose yellow jacket and eyes, but at this moment, she didn't look very good.

"How long are you going to stay in the house?" She is contrary to her usual innocent and lively appearance, she has no look, even if the sun is warm and warm, her appearance is cold.

"What do you mean?" I don't know why, but it looks like she's going to ask her for guilt today.

Ruxue walked into the house and closed the door. She threw something out of her coat pocket and gave it to me, and when I looked closely, it was an invitation, an invitation to Prince Xuan's wedding.

The date was three days later, and I remembered that the bridging lady of General Vajme's wife was seriously ill and the wedding date was put on hold, so that their wedding could take place as scheduled.

I lay down for half a month, and many things were like dust and blurry.

"Three days later, I haven't had time to prepare a congratulatory gift, I don't know if it's too late." I was thinking about what to send in my head, and my wrist tightened, like snow.

"Liu Sujin." It was the first time she called me by name like this, "Why is your heart so cold, he rescued you, protected you and helped you, and in the end, in exchange for such a congratulatory gift?" ”

I shook off her hand and said in a cold tone. "It's that you want to misunderstand at the beginning, and I don't care about it, and you think it's a tacit acquiescence, I'm just a passer-by to him, and he's the same with me, if you don't believe it, you can ask him. Like snow, if you take care of too much of your affairs, you will be burned, you know? ”

Diameter walked to the table, spread out the shengxuan, and practiced calligraphy.

"Idle? Heh......" she smiled, "I think I've been nosy all along." Su Jin, are you the same as Yixuan, your heart is harder than a stone? Whether it's my concern for you or my liking for him, in your opinion, it's superfluous, isn't it? Okay, I'll go. ”

"Ruxue ......" choked in his throat, and in the end he didn't say anything.

The door opened and closed in the wind, and the air conditioning was permeated.

The carbon black ink dripped on Bai Xuan, smearing a piece.

If you want to put pen to paper, Bei Yuliang also said that practicing words makes people calm.

But I can't be quiet at the moment, the weight of the pen is different, the thickness is different, and it is ugly to look tight.

Fold the white xuan again, and throw it into the wastebasket, the paper is too thin, the black ink is printed and dyed on the table, and the fingers are lightly rubbed to stain it.

Like snow...... I also want to be like you, care about the people I want to care about, and do what I want to do, without any scruples.

But I can't, I'm Dexin, not Sujin in your eyes.

With a sigh, it turned into white gas and contained it in the air, and in an instant, it disappeared.

The footsteps stopped at the window, and I raised my head, thinking that Ruxue was back, but it turned out to be Aunt Zhiqiu.

I hurriedly got up to greet her, and she had already entered the room and sat down before me.

I put the honey-soaked green plum on the table and brewed a cup of Jingting green snow, and the tea mist was swirling.

In the past half a month, she has come to see me several times, and each time she has to look me from head to toe, and each time it makes people feel very uncomfortable, but today she just drinks tea quietly.

"Pack up, come with me to the General's Mansion, and the emperor sent some blood ginseng to the general's wife."

I answered, casually changed into my homely clothes, and followed Zhiqiu into the carriage out of the palace.

I haven't been out of the palace since Nata's death, and now I feel strange when I open the curtain.

The wheels of the carriage crushed against the bluestone pavement, gurgling, not in a hurry.

I am not familiar with General Ba Wu, I only know that his surname is Yang Minglu, I have only met him once at the palace banquet, and I don't know anything else.

At the beginning, it was said that let Langying find a way to get the military power, there are too many heroes in history who are sad about beauties, King Zhou You is a prince of the Beacon Fire Opera for praise and laughter, and the king of Shang is responsible for Da Ji to take the world.

Obviously, I overestimated it, and I didn't get the military power, but I lost my wife and the army.

The existence of King Zhou You and King Shang is a minority, and people like Beiyu Jinchen and Beiyu Liangyi, who are extremely deeply regarded by the city government as nothing, are the majority.

Aunt Zhiqiu didn't say much along the way, tidying up the things in her hands.

The blood ginseng is wrapped in a brocade box, and there are only two sticks, which are very valuable.

It is said that Langying is now the top of the general's heart, and Bei Yuliang is also trying to win him over this time, and he wants him to know that they are not only monarchs and ministers but also friends.

The cabinet asked me to do it at the wedding banquet, but this day has been delayed again and again, and it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, and the matter will be closed today, and I will give Chongzi an explanation.

Reached out and touched the seashell hair comb on his hair, if he took off the seashell flower piece, it was the seventeen mourners developed in the pavilion.

Seventeen died, died on the seventeenth, and the doctor's diagnosis and treatment could only conclude that he died of wind and cold.

I don't like to use poison, it's too vile and nasty, but sometimes, it's your only option.

"Here we are." The coachman shouted and grabbed the reins.

It is said that Yang Lu, the general of Ba See, is a victorious general, nine victories in ten battles, and every time he rewards something in the palace, he uses it for the military camp, sometimes for military salaries, sometimes for the small soldiers to add some clothes, and the breeze on the sleeves is extremely rare.

The General's Mansion is not as good as the construction of the Liufu Mansion, it looks a little shabby, no wonder they say that he has a clean breeze on his sleeves, and the world is declining, I don't know how long this kind of upright gentleman can last?

When the next person went to report, Zhiqiu and I waited in the main hall.

A landscape painting splashed with ink, three mahogany tables, six mahogany chairs, and two upper seats, these are the only things that are placed in the hall.

"General." When Zhiqiu saw him, he saluted, and I followed behind and also bowed.

Yang Lu was wearing a single coat and was in good health.

"Aunt Zhiqiu doesn't have to be so polite." He gave him a hand, and his eyes turned to me. "I've heard of Miss Jin's name for a long time, and it's rare to see it. Insiders often bring it up. ”

His heart tightened, and he raised a free smile. "Oh? Did Madame mention it? ”

He smiled and said, "Miss Jin is a popular figure in the palace, blindfolded, dancing in the city, and even more friends with Princess Nata and others, she really wants to see her, but her body is getting worse and worse, and it is difficult to achieve." ”

Speaking of which, he sighed.

"Madame's praise, Su Jin really doesn't dare to be."

A little maid came up and whispered a few words in Yang Lu's ear, with a different expression.

"Miss Jin......" he said.

I closed the lid of the teacup and mumbled.

"I heard that Miss Jin is coming today, and I want to see her, but I don't know ......"

I replied, "It's an honor." ”

The servant led me through the kiosk and into the backyard.

The cottage is warm and fragrant, and the garden is evergreen.

Lift the curtain and curtain of the door, layer upon layer of veil.

She was half-lying on the beauty couch, her face was pale, and the brocade quilt was on her body.

There were two stoves in the room, but she looked like she was cold, half-curled up under the covers.

Shadow is thinner than before, with a pointed chin and pale lips.

She didn't open her eyes when she heard me come in.

"Coming?" The voice is soft and glutinous, and the breath is like a gossamer.

"Madame General." I sat on a small stool next to me according to the palace etiquette.

She smiled mockingly and waved her hand to let the men out.

When the people closed the door, she said, "Long time no see, Emperor Dexin." In just a few months, the storm has risen in the palace, and the pavilion master really didn't misunderstand you. ”

"Madame's praise, Su Jin doesn't dare to be."

Lang Ying pulled the brocade quilt and sat up. "Make me a cup of tea, I haven't drunk your tea in a long time."