236. Turning the Face (Page 1/1)

Moreover, on the occasion of such a high-level private meeting, ordinary people are afraid that they will not even dare to breathe for fear of saying the wrong word or taking the wrong step; on the contrary, the pastoral song is magnificent, fluent in answers, and calm, and there is no panic and panic that ordinary people should have. According to a woman's keen intuition, being too perfect is a loophole in itself, and Jiang Li has never been able to believe the ironclad evidence that Pastoral has put forward, she prefers to believe that Pastoral is hiding something.

Zheng Xuan could only see Jiang Li's beautiful face, but he couldn't see through the woman's heart, but he breathed a sigh of relief, glad that the pastoral song was of excellent quality and passed the test perfectly.

The pastoral song is all relying on the power of a flood to hold on. He is the most confused one, he doesn't know what Zheng Xuan is calculating, he doesn't know what Jiang Li is suspicious, and he doesn't know what the strong will in his subconscious represents.

Only Li Zi asked suspiciously: "Mom, you check the household registration, don't be so detailed." ”

Jiang Li turned his face faster than turning a book: "Why don't you check it carefully? You are not deeply involved in the world, and it is easy to meet people who are unladylike." I suggest you two reconsider the relationship. ”

Pastoral Ge's face was expressionless, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he boldly looked at Jiang Li. He longed to look at Jiang Li, and he longed to force Jiang Li to look at himself with a condemning gaze, but this beautiful woman was scheming, and since she decided to turn her face, she no longer touched the gaze of the pastoral.

"Why is this so! You just said that you supported us to stick together!" Li Zi stood up on the table, and the table shook to the point of a cup and plate.

"I also said that I support your separation. Jiang Li raised his chin and put on a cheeky vice presidential expression, sophistry in a businesslike manner.

"This isn't the first time you've gone back on your word!" Li Zi was so angry that her face was snow-white, and her lips were trembling. From the controversy between galaxies to the choices and trade-offs in personal life, Jiang Li is always capricious and breaks her word, which makes Li Zi unbearable: "You have to give me a reason today!"

Dieyi didn't expect that Li Zi would fight so fiercely for the right to love freely, and she was fascinated for a while. Zhang Jisheng didn't persuade him at all, his expression was a little enjoyable.

"What reason?" Jiang Li didn't look at the pastoral song, ignored Li Zi, and calmly cut the ham, looking careless.

"The reason to force us to separate!" Li Zi's temper came up, and no one listened to him.

Under Li Zi's snorting question, Jiang Li seemed calm, as if she didn't feel the slightest pressure. She tilted her head to take off her hairnet and ribbon, and her elastic and smooth hair suddenly covered her shoulders, making her look like a proud and frivolous graduation girl. She casually tilted her cheeks to look at Madrigal, raised her chin to scan the young man, and looked at Madrigal with an emotionless gaze: "Reason? He is so poor that he can't even taste wine correctly, and there is a smell of sweat wafting from his body, and the whole person is filled with a poor smell of sharpened head into high society, and I can't stand him standing within a meter at all." Need more reasons?"

When Jiang Li said these words, he kept glancing at the pastoral song lightly, as if waiting for him to be angry. Madrigal's face was expressionless, in fact, his teeth were trembling with anger, but he secretly ordered himself not to make a fool of himself because of anger, and if he lost his temper in front of this woman today, he swore that he would kill himself with a lightsaber when he returned.

In front of Jiang Li's series of words piercing her heart, Li Zi no longer bothered to be angry with her mother, but stared at Muge to see what his expression was. According to Li Zi's understanding, pastoral is affectionate and good-looking, and for provocations, it can be said that he will be repaid, and now Jiang Li is proud of his high position, pampered and proud, like a spoiled princess, Li Zi is desperately thinking, pastoral will definitely jump like thunder in the next second, and the table will be lifted at this moment, not in this second, in the next second.

However, Madrigal actually restrained. He racked his brains to think about how to strike back, how to crush the pride of this beautiful woman, and make her look overwhelmed. In the calm fury on the surface, his thoughts were as fast as lightning, and before he could make a sentence in his stomach, he already showed a calm smile: "Madame just said that poor people often have precious qualities. Even the most beautiful woman in the Pantheon would be embraced by an obscure handyman, who had become the Sun King. ”

With a "bang", a goblet shattered on the bluestone floor. Zhang Jisheng lifted the tablecloth and looked down, hooked his fingers at the servant with a straight face, motioned to pour a new glass, and then swept away the glass slag on the ground.

"Sun King" is another name for the god of faun, which means the supreme protector of the Bactrian dynasty. For the high-ranking officers of the Gate Lords who participated in the "Faun Rebellion", the Sun King is a more terrifying term than "Faun", and if the cheers of this name resounded in the sky, it meant that more ships were destroyed, more elites were annihilated, more legends were ended, and more pride was broken. The trembling of the hands at the hearing of the "Sun King" is an incurable post-war psychological wound, and such patients, even in high positions, will feel that they are the survivors of this war, not the victors of this war.

Although Zhang Jisheng inherited his father's inheritance, he was unable to cure this conditioned reflex. So he remained silent awkwardly and silently arranged for the servants to deal with the scene.

And this crisp sound of smashing the cup also appropriately concealed Jiang Li's consternation. If it were usual, she would have stood up and slapped it in the face, and then left the table angrily, but today, she remembered the face that she had almost forgotten again, and the surging thoughts and complex emotions made her lose her offensive power, and she really showed a lovely look of bewilderment, and looked at the inscrutable pastoral song uncertainly.

Captured by the Faun, bound by the strong arms of the Faun, it is useless to struggle, and there is no way to call for help...... That kind of memory can always disturb Jiang Li's quiet mind. And the madrigal's rebuttal is also a pun, on the surface it seems to prove that a poor family can also become a famous general, but the voiceover seems to remind Jiang Li, you wait for me......

She remembered the conquest of the world by the arrogant young man who had been so inferior and so arrogant, who had become an invincible tyrant and had finally taken her captive, and she had paid the price for her pride and frivolity...... Now, a teenager is the same as someone, a history and reality overlap, how should she face it this time?

"Is this my hallucination? such a similar voice, such a similar expression, such a similar script...... Will Li Zi be as miserable as I am?Or is there a subtle difference between this young man and that person......" Jiang Li thought uncomfortably, unable to get the right answer.

Jiang Li twisted her waist uneasily, changed to a posture of sitting upright, and beat faster in the center of her doubts, her skin itching from the heat, and her brows furrowed from her thoughts.

In fact, Pastoral still didn't know Jiang Li's thoughts. He just analyzed Jiang Li's preface and afterwords, combined with hearsay and rumors, and deduced that the "Sun King" was an indelible scar in Jiang Li's heart, so he brutally fought back and used to hurt Jiang Li to maintain his dignity.

Pastoral succeeded, but Li Zi glared at Madrigal. Immediately afterwards, Jiang Li was in a big mess because of her heart, like a different person, from a willful and strong famous woman, to a weak willow Fufeng's cousin next door, she rubbed her flushed forehead and said, "Li Zi, entertain guests for me." I'm so tired, allow me to go and rest. She pushed away the plate of the main course and stood up and walked to the bluestone path. Her charming posture outlines the curves of the cocoon, and in this slender silhouette, even the loneliness looks moving.

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