Shang Ke put the sword into the sheath, the tail of the sword hung with a ginger sword spike, it was old and had faded and whitened, and the zygote was also very ordinary, and it was awkward to look closely.

A gust of wind blew, messy in the wind, just like Ning Jing's heart at this time.

Jiang Di stood in front of her, cold, and the air pressure around her was a little lower.

Ning Jing sniffed his red nose and looked at him with an aggrieved expression.

"Jiang Di, I was forced, and I didn't expect Shang Ke to do that to me, thanks to you to save me...... I ......"

"Did you have any before?"

Jealousy was like a pair of hands tightly choking his throat, his heart was full of suspicion and injury, and he finally asked what he had always wanted to ask.

It's a fire in July, but it's like snow in winter.

Ning Jing's words were interrupted, she didn't expect him to ask like this, and looked at him with some surprise.

Her hesitation hurt him even more, and his expression was full of sadness.

Ning Jing hurriedly explained, "No, I don't, how can you think of me like this, although I have a bad reputation, I am also a young lady, I ......"

Jiang Di's eyes were finally no longer so cold, and he stepped forward and hugged Ning Jing into his arms, "Okay, whatever you say, I'll believe it, Jing'er, tell me, why did you come here with him?" ”

"I ......" No, this matter has not been investigated clearly, and it is related to the Hou Mansion, she can't say.

Jiang Di couldn't answer when she heard her, and she inevitably became suspicious in her heart, heh! Is it really an unforgettable old love?

He let her go, not asking, "If you don't say I won't ask." ”

Then he took off his cloak, draped it over her, tied the white strap around her neck, and picked her up.

It's just that there is no expression on that face.

Ning Jing, who was shrinking into Jiang Di's arms, naturally didn't see his expression at this time, she put her head on his chest, and her little hands wrapped around his neck, unprecedented peace of mind.

Chang'an waited early on the hillside in a carriage.

Jiang Di strode forward, put Ning Jing on the soft Persian couch of the carriage, and instructed Chang'an to "send Madame back home." ”

"Jiang Di, where are you going?" Ning Jing hurriedly asked.

Jiang Di didn't answer, and galloped forward with a dozen horses.

Only then did Jiang Di understand that it was no wonder that people in the world love wine, and they get drunk to relieve their sorrows.

For a whole month after that, Ning Jing didn't see Jiang Di, he didn't come to their Ning Garden, he didn't eat with her, and he didn't sleep with her at night.

In the first few days, Ning Jing thought that he was busy with business, so he didn't bother him, but later found out that he was really angry and didn't come to see her.

She secretly inquired about his whereabouts, and Xiang'er always said a few words: The prince rested in the study, the prince went early in the morning, and the prince had not returned to the house.

She went to block him, but she couldn't see his people, and no one was allowed to enter his study.

This day is already in the middle of the moon, Jiang Di has not come back yet, Ning Jing sat in the courtyard and watched the moon waiting for him, I want to make it clear to Jiang Di this time, talk about it, don't live like this.

It was not early, the whole palace was silent in the night, and she was lying on the stone table in a daze, when suddenly there was a noisy sound.

Is Jiang Di back?

She hurriedly went out to look, and saw that on the path, Chang'an was carrying a lantern in front, and a graceful woman was supporting Jiang Di behind.

Jiang Di's meticulous hair was also messed up, a few strands of hair fell against his cheeks and sprinkled on his chest, his neat collar was also torn apart, and his steps were vain, but he looked drunk.

As soon as she left, the woman looked up, and then looked at it in the faint light, and it turned out to be green jade.

Ning Jing suddenly felt bad in his heart!