Jiang Li and Su Yingxue didn't wait too long before a herald came to invite them. The maids helped them to get dressed again so that they would not be rude.

So discreet. Su Yingxue sighed in her heart.

"What am I going to do when I'm in for a while?" Su Yingxue asked.

"Rest assured. There is no need to make any big gifts, we are Daqi people, and we are not his subjects of Beiyou. Speaking of this, he hurriedly stopped, and then realized the loophole in his speech.

Su Yingxue smiled at him and didn't reveal it.

The two of them were in front, Jiang Yue Caiyun was behind, and the maids followed behind.

"Looks like you guessed it." Jiang Li said. "That's right, it's the king of the Beijing Post and the real king."

It really is. Su Yingxue's footsteps froze, and then she hurriedly followed.

Jiang Li held Su Yingxue's hand.

Su Yingxue wanted to hide back, but to no avail.

"The two of us are husband and wife now, and it's not an exaggeration to do that." He said. "A lot of things are too complicated, and I don't like to talk about them."

So he won't say how he met General Zhu Lizhen, let alone how he met the king of Beijing Post.

"But as long as you believe me."

This trust Su Yingxue understands. He said he would help her so he brought her here, he said to protect her, it really seemed to protect her, he said his previous story, which made him feel more distressed and trust in him, he said that they would keep their distance from her even if they were lying in the same tent, and if they didn't move, they really didn't move her.

That's how trust is built step by step.

However, trust has never really been built.

Her trust in him is only superficial.

Su Yingxue seemed to smile at ease and bowed her head to follow.

already knows that it is the king of Beijing Post, so is the acquaintance he said to be that woman?

The woman's figure looked so small and weak, not at all like the northern women of Daqi, let alone these women who grew up on the grassland. Thinking about it this way, the woman's attitude seems to be a little familiar.

Su Yingxue couldn't help but shudder.

When did she know such a charming woman? It's unbearable to think about.

Jiang Li turned his head to look at her: "Don't be afraid. He said, "There is me." ”

Su Yingxue hummed and still lowered her head, pretending to be timid and afraid.

As he spoke, he had already walked to the front of the big tent, and he could hear the bustle inside. Talking, laughing, and coquettish, filling the whole tent.

Ling Bing went in and came out quickly, and made a petition to Su Yingxue and Jiang Li.

Jiang Li shook Su Yingxue's hand, signaled her again not to be afraid, but to rest assured, and then the two of them walked in with their feet raised.

From the moment the curtain was opened, the laughter in the room stopped, and although Su Yingxue didn't look up, she still felt all her eyes cast here. Although those eyes swept over Jiang Li gently, as if greeting, the next moment came to their bodies, with pondering interest, with scrutiny, and with a sense of hunter looking at their prey.

Su Yingxue's heart began to be truly uneasy.

Jiang Li stood still, let go of the hand holding Su Yingxue, and gave a salute; "The King." The voice is clear, without the slightest restraint, as if greeting an old friend.

Su Yingxue had no choice but to bow her knees, but she didn't say anything.

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sp; She is Jiang Li's wife, so she can say nothing.

"Jiang Gongzi is very busy, I am looking forward to the stars and the moon here, but I finally hope for you." The king of Beiyou laughed and said.

When the voice fell, the big tent followed by the laughter of a chaotic man, which was mixed with the delicate laughter of a woman, which sounded extremely weird.

The king laughed. Jiang Li said, "The king is in charge of everything, how can he think about a little person like me." ”

Laughter rang out again in the tent.

"You, you." The king of Beiyou seemed to be speechless. "How can you be a little person? You're ......."

"My lord, this is my lady." Jiang Lihu interrupted the words of the king of Beiyou and introduced Su Yingxue.

The king of Beijing Post did not have the slightest anger, looked at Su Yingxue and turned his head to look at the delicate woman beside him, muttered something, the woman gently pushed the king of Beijing Post, and said a word with a smile.

Su Yingxue's body stiffened instantly, and then she suddenly raised her head and looked up.

The woman beside the King of Beiyou also looked at her. It's just that there is more disdain in his eyes, more ridicule and more disdain!

Su Yingxue couldn't help but open her mouth and shouted: "Purple smoke? ”

The woman smiled coquettishly, glanced at Su Yingxue, and looked at the king of Beiyou again. Not answering is like not hearing.

"Purple Smoke!" Su Yingxue stepped forward and shouted.

Although the woman's dress has changed, although she is speaking in Beiyou, there is a strong Yangzhou flavor in that words, plus that figure, and that charming posture, as well as Jiang Li's sentence, acquaintance.

These, let her raise her head and look over without any thought.

Then, I saw the familiar and unfamiliar face.

is familiar because they are masters and servants who have lived together for so many years after all. is unfamiliar, because the purple smoke between the eyebrows at this moment is no longer the kind of romantic posture that is covered, it is no longer a low-cut snoop, and it is no longer the hysteria of the last time we met, but the face, the eyes, the mouth and nose, are still the same person.

This, it won't be a coincidence like Jiang Li looks like Liu Lingjun, right?

Looking at the way she looked at Su Yingxue, she clearly shouted a little contempt.

Yes, now that her family is ruined and living here, she is no longer the eldest lady of the Su family, and she is no longer the eldest lady who will be envied by thousands of people even if she doesn't go out.

And she, at this moment, is the woman of the king of Beiyou, an extremely favored woman, even when she arrives in the barracks, she still has to take a woman who is reluctant to part for a moment.

When the king of Beiyou heard the purple smoke, he was very surprised, and then looked at the purple smoke: "Concubine Ai, why does she call you that?" Do you know? ”

Ziyan seemed to know that the person Su Yingxue was calling at this moment was her, turned her head to look at Su Yingxue and then looked at the king of Beiyou: "King, I don't know her." Then she seemed to be curious, "However, her accent is from Yangzhou, and she thinks she is from Yangzhou?" Then he looked at Su Yingxue again, "Have we met?" ”

Pretend you don't know?

No! She must be Purple Smoke! Su Yingxue was about to step forward, but Jiang Li grabbed her shoulders.

"Niangniang is right, my lady is from Yangzhou. Perhaps, you have seen it. Jiang Li said with a smile.

Ziyan put her hand on her forehead, as if thinking, "Really?" However, I am not called Purple Smoke. This lady must have recognized the wrong person. Then he leaned his body on the king of Beiyou, "King, although the concubine has lost part of her memory, I don't remember what I used to call Ziyan." ”

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