She looked open her eyes to see the painting, and the woman in the painting was clearly herself, not herself. The woman was dressed in a pale yellow shirt, her eyes were moving, her brushwork was delicate, her figures were lifelike, the ribbon seemed to float, and her eyes seemed to speak. The woman's charm and temperament are clearly Jian Huaizhen, but she has a thin veil on her face, revealing only a pair of eyes.

There are also two poems beside the woman: "Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart." ”

Jian Huaizhen looked at the painting in a daze, Jiang Shaoheng smiled slightly, and put the painting away. At this time, a teenager suddenly came in and said in a clear voice, "Childe, it's not good. ”

Jian Huaizhen knew that the young man was Jiang Shaoheng's scholar, and he was still holding a letter in his hand. The young man was a little apprehensive and said, "Aunt Lan left the letter and left. ”

Jiang Shaoheng didn't have any surprise on his face, he had been with Lan Jing for many years, although he didn't have a relationship between men and women, and he knew Lan Jing's temperament quite well. It's just that although he guessed Lan Jing's intentions, Jiang Shaoheng didn't have the idea to keep Lan Jing.

"She's gone?" Jian Huaizhen couldn't help but think that Lan Jing had been by Jiang Shaoheng's side for so many years, if she left like this, wouldn't she be alone? Jian Huaizhen turned his head sideways: "You go and find her back." She was only afraid that Lan Jing would encounter Gonggong Cao, wouldn't it be dangerous.

"After 20 years of mistakes, she can finally figure out leaving me, which is actually worth being happy for her." Jiang Shaoheng slowly unfolded the fan, his eyes were a little melancholy, but his expression was firm.

Jian Huaizhen wanted to speak and stopped, but Jiang Shaoheng did not avoid Jian Huaizhen's gaze, and looked at Jian Huaizhen opposite. Those eyes were warm and heavy, deep and moist, as if they could suck anything in.

Jiang Shaoheng looked at Jian Huaizhen, the wind and rain of the Ming Dynasty, the capricious world, the persistence in his heart, but only for Jian Huaizhen, only looked at Jian Huaizhen with that gentle eye, only silently guarded her, watched the red dust quietly slide away from the corners of Jian Huaizhen's clean clothes, and watched the years flow gently.

Jian Huaizhen looked at Jiang Shaoheng's side face, and suddenly a little peach blossom seeped out of the corner of his mouth, like the most brilliant rouge. Jiang Shaoheng was taken aback, hugged Jian Huaizhen, and let Jian Huaizhen's head rest on his shoulder.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Shaoheng asked, subconsciously wanting to hug Jian Huaizhen, but he couldn't close his arms for a long time.

"It's nothing, you don't have to worry, it's just that after being caught, I was accidentally poisoned." Jian Huaizhen sighed in her heart, the poison was Shangguan Mingfeng in the tea, she used her own luck, although most of it was discharged, but the remaining poison was not cleared, and she fought with Shangguan Mingfeng again, and the poison invaded the internal organs, which seemed a little troublesome.

Jian Huaizhen took out the golden needles and inserted them one by one into his body, and the golden needles trembled. Her lips trembled slightly, and she said to Jiang Shaoheng, "I want to invite Nangong Jiuzhong in." ”

Jiang Shaoheng helped Jian Huaizhen to sit on the edge of the bed, suddenly reached out and grabbed Jian Huaizhen's wrist, his face changed, revealing a little sorrow. Although poison is not deadly, it is also very troublesome. His fingers loosened one by one, and then asked Nangong Jiuzhong to come in.

Nangong Jiuzhong's eyes were still red, thinking that it was for Shangguan Mingfeng's matter, Jian Huaizhen put down the light veil, and the whole person was hazy in it, and Nangong Jiuzhong couldn't see the golden needle inserted in her body.

Jian Huaizhen's poisoning really didn't want Nangong Jiuzhong to know. Now that the turmoil has changed, she really doesn't want to cause any more panic.

"Xin'er's death, you still can't let go of it in your heart?" Jian Huaizhen asked, and his heart was a little sour. The two of them were originally like sisters, supporting each other for decades, and their friendship was originally deep.

"Now that the traitor is in charge, I naturally can't indulge in this, Shi Heng is a traitor, I will definitely kill him one day." Nangong Jiuzhong's willow eyebrows were lightly raised, and his usually gentle face revealed a murderous intent.

When she described it like this, she was naturally relieved. Jian Huaizhen said: "Now that Lan Jing has left here, I am afraid that she will be murdered by Gonggong Cao and Shi Heng's minions, and you will send someone to protect her, so as not to cause her to be in danger." ”

Nangong Jiuzhong nodded hurriedly, but he didn't notice that under the gauze tent, Jian Huaizhen's face was slightly pale, looking extremely haggard, and he felt as if his body was about to fall. Jian Huaizhen said reluctantly: "During this time, if you want to rectify the 'Candle Shadow Shake Red' and 'Confession Gate', I'm afraid it will be a lot harder." ”

Nangong Jiuzhong naturally understands that Shangguan Mingfeng has been operating the "Candle Shadow Shake Red" for many years, and he has a lot of henchmen, if he does not have the necessary self-confidence, he will never take refuge in Shi Heng. Jian Huaizhen is now highly poisoned, but he can't help.

When Nangong Jiuzhong left, the light yarn was gently put down. After a while, she seemed to stand up to the slight sound of footsteps, and her steps were thin and soft like a kitten. Jian Huaizhen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and when he opened his eyes, he happened to see a hazy figure, which seemed to be a young girl.

This girl's martial arts must be good, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to sneak in here. Jian Huaizhen couldn't move his true qi now, the corners of his eyes drooped slightly, and he cut the sachet, and a faint fragrance permeated. She had a writing drug on her, which was originally used for self-defense, but I didn't expect that now, you can use it.

As she approached, the girl's soft and delicate voice said, "You wicked woman—" and the voice sounded as good as a yellow warbler.

The tulle was cut open by the girl's sword, and then a little powder popped out, just pounced on her face, the girl was slightly in a trance, shook her head, came back to her senses, and saw an elegant woman sitting in front of her, although she was not young, but still did not damage her peerless elegance.

The girl was stunned, she couldn't imagine that the big enemy in her heart was so graceful. She wore a veil on her head, and her features were hidden behind her, but she couldn't see it.

"Little girl, why did you kill me?" Jian Huaizhen asked tiredly.

"Nonsense, if you kill my master, I will naturally kill you to avenge my master." The girl said coldly, but she felt dizzy and couldn't help shaking her head.

"Who is your master?" Jian Huaizhen was unconsciously a little curious. For some reason, Jian Huaizhen felt that this girl gave her a very familiar feeling.

"Naturally, it's Shangguan Mingfeng." The girl's voice was a little choked, her eyes were slightly sour, and the sword in her hand trembled.

Jian Huaizhen sighed and asked, "What's your name?" ”

The girl bit her lip, but did not speak, she suddenly felt weak, her body went limp, and she fell on the bed, and then the sword in her hand also fell, and there was a clang.

"You, you're so despicable." The girl was a little puzzled, but when she saw Jian Huaizhen, she suddenly understood that this must be Jian Huaizhen's trick, but she didn't understand when she was poisoned.

"You're still young and don't understand anything, so don't come back to take revenge in the future." Jian Huaizhen sincerely comforted him, but the girl's eyes were wide open, and even through the veil, she felt that her eyes were very sharp. Although Jian Huaizhen saw her for the first time, he could also feel that this girl was a very stubborn person.

"Shangguan Mingfeng and Shi Heng colluded, went the wrong way, and were finally killed by Shi Heng, you want to take revenge, but you came to me to find the wrong person." Jian Huaizhen told all the truth, just wanting to dispel the young girl's thoughts of revenge, but the girl just snorted coldly, and she didn't know if she didn't care or didn't believe it.

Jian Huaizhen coughed twice, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, and the girl suddenly broke in, disturbing her luck and making her blood surge, so uncomfortable.

Shocked looked at Jian Huaizhen in surprise, she was Shangguan Mingfeng's favorite little disciple, her full name was Shangguan Shock. Shocked was originally an orphan, Shangguan Mingfeng was not only her master, but in her mind, she was like a mother. For this little disciple, Shangguan Mingfeng never concealed his rebellious heart, but he described Jian Huaizhen as very unbearable.

This is just like parents to their children, even if they do bad things, they always hope that their children can worship and admire them, and Shangguan Mingfeng also feels the same way. Therefore, Shangguan was shocked to learn the news of Shangguan Mingfeng's death, so he immediately came to take revenge, she was originally a disciple of "Candle Shadow Shake Red", and it was naturally easy to avoid the guards of "Candle Shadow Shake Red" and "Confession Gate". It was also because Shangguan Mingfeng Fang died, and Nangong Jiuzhong had just taken over, so there was some chaos.

It's just that to Shangguan's surprise, Jian Huaizhen turned out to be a very good-looking woman, she had a golden needle stuck in her body, and she seemed to be injured. Shangguan was shocked and secretly hated his carelessness, otherwise he would definitely be able to avenge his master today.

Jian Huaizhen was a little curious about the girl's face under the veil, took off the veil of shock, and suddenly froze, how familiar this face was in front of her! Suddenly, many past events turned around Jian Huaizhen's mind like a marquee.

Such a beauty is Tang Yuncao.

Fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a swimming dragon, Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine, as if like a light cloud covering the moon, fluttering like the snow of the wind. These words are only worthy of describing Tang Yuncao.

And now Tang Yunxu's familiar face was re-revealed in front of Jian Huaizhen.

Seeing this face again, Jian Huaizhen was as if he was in another world, trembling and reaching out to touch his shocked face. Shocked Ran didn't feel stunned, but why this vicious woman did not kill herself, but had such gentle movements towards herself, looking at her eyes more like looking at her relatives.