"If you say so, Zixuan will tell the truth."

Mo Zixuan felt a little pity, but the big thing was important, and this thought was only fleeting, and Zhengse said, "Miss Jiang knows that there are three major forces in the royal court now, namely the eldest prince, the third prince, and the fourth prince. ”

Jiang Wanxiu nodded.

"The eldest prince has a good name, the third prince is contentious, the fourth prince is powerful, only a talented woman can provoke the dispute between the three emperors, Miss Jiang is not only talented and beautiful, but also ice and snow smart, and has both, turning her hands into clouds and covering her hands for rain, so that Zixuan also has to be deeply admired. Looking at the world, I can't find a second person more suitable than Miss Jiang. ”

Immediately afterwards, Mo Zixuan praised sincerely: "If you can make a move, you must be able to provoke the three emperors to fight with your own strength, and both will lose." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Wanxiu looked at Mo Zixuan in a daze, like a morning bell at dusk, knocking on her heart word by word.

"Beauty tricks?" Jiang Wanxiu's pink fist hidden in his sleeve robe clenched unconsciously.

Mo Zixuan nodded, "Yes, it is the beauty plan, as the saying goes, the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, now you know that at this time, you can still choose, do it, or not do it, the prince will not be reluctant." ”

Jiang Wanxiu's eyes resurfaced the scene that was agreed upon again.

At that time, she made up her mind in her heart that if this incident would not hurt her relatives, even if he wanted to rebel, she would be willing to overthrow the world for him.

"Don't worry, I will do my best to live up to the trust." A shallow smile appeared on Jiang Wanxiu's face.

It's just that only she knows what it's like in her heart.

Mo Zixuan raised his hand and clenched his fists, and said solemnly, "It's just that Miss Jiang has been wronged." ”

In his heart, he didn't want to tell Jiang Wanxiu this fact at all, but he had to say that it was better to be told now than to let her know the pain in the future.

But he didn't know that Song Yuanxi had actually dispelled this idea a long time ago, after all, how could the person he loved so much please others.

Jiang Wanxiu pursed her lips and smiled, "Master Mo is polite, I'm very happy to be able to do things for Song Yuanxi." ”

Walking out of Yunxiao Pavilion, the sky was pouring rain, and the autumn rain in September was wrapped in a cold wind, pouring on people's bodies, and it was cold to the heart.

The first two days were still unbearable, but in the blink of an eye, the autumn breeze was bleak, and the weather in Kyoto changed as soon as it was said.

Jiang Wanxiu didn't bring an umbrella and walked quietly on the street.

The pedestrians on the road hurriedly sheltered from the rain, but she was like a walking corpse, letting the rain wet her dress, but all that came to her mind was Song Yuanxi's figure.

After being reborn, Jiang Fu met for the first time, dressed in white, and rejected people thousands of miles away.

Song Yuanxi, who has never been close to women, hugged her in front of Jiang's mansion and forced Jiang Wanwen to kneel down on the horse.

The bamboo forest cold pool dragged her into the water, and she looked at it, and gave her a set of fairy dresses worth a thousand gold.

mistakenly thought that she was drowning and covered with a kiss, and she was angry and afraid that she would catch a cold, so someone sent a cape.

rescued himself from the hands of the flower thief, and he could ignore himself, but he seemed to be bewitched by her, and he fell into lust and entanglement together.

and the figure that jumped off the cliff bridge in the end without leaving her refusal.

And many, many more......

.

It turns out that in just a few months, they have already experienced so much.

"He loves you so much!"

"Jiang Wanxiu, marry me."

The magnetic and cold voice seems to be still in the ears.

"The eldest prince has a good name, the three princes are contentious, the fourth prince is powerful, only a talented woman can provoke the dispute between the three emperors"

But that's the truth.

Jiang Wanxiu stood in the rain in a daze, her heart suddenly ached and she couldn't suppress it, and she was very uncomfortable.

She thought she wouldn't mind, but when she learned that it was just a pawn of the beauty plan he had carefully prepared, she was unspeakably uncomfortable.

"I've always wanted to be able to help, and I'm not happy at all when I can finally help him."

Jiang Wanxiu's fingers covered the place where her heart was, and she muttered to herself.

Here, it hurts.

The heavy rain poured into the city, Jiang Wanxiu stood on the road in a daze, and the rain above her head was blocked by an umbrella.

Jiang Wanxiu turned around and saw that Mo Zixuan had chased out, holding an umbrella and standing behind her.

Seeing her so depressed, Mo Zixuan's heart was pinched, and he lost his previous bright smile, just looked at her silently, holding up a small clear sky for her.

Jiang Wanxiu didn't appreciate it, but walked out of the space under the umbrella, raised her eyes to look at the rain in the sky, and her voice was cold and emotionless, "Thank you, no." ”

Mo Zixuan was stunned, it was the first time he had seen Jiang Wanxiu like this.

"Jiang Wanxiu, I know your mood at this time, but I want to tell you." Mo Zixuan walked up to Jiang Wanxiu, threw the umbrella in his hand on the ground, looked at her word by word, and was extremely serious, "I'll accompany you." ”

The rain was pouring and drenching his clothes and hair in an instant.

Jiang Wanxiu looked at him, and Mo Zixuan also looked at her, looking at each other.

"Mo Zixuan, I already know what you are asking for, you are still close to me, what do you want me to do for you?"

Jiang Wanxiu looked at him coldly, her eyes indifferently like looking at a stranger.

Mo Zixuan looked at Jiang Wanxiu incredulously, a look of hurt flashed on his face, "Jiang Wanxiu, I don't want you to do anything for me, nothing." ”

Jiang Wanxiu's clenched fists and nails dug deep into the flesh.

She was unhappy in her heart, and she was angry with others.

What kind of person Mo Zixuan is, she is not unclear, how can she still ask such a question.

Mo Zixuan, not Song Yuanxi.

"Sorry, I'm in a bad mood. Let's go. ”

Jiang Wanxiu turned her back to him, her voice low.

Mo Zixuan looked at her back and said, "I'll leave when I send you back to Jiang Mansion." ”

How could Jiang Wanxiu, who was in such a wrong situation, be left alone on the street in the pouring rain, what if something happened.

"No, you don't." Jiang Wanxiu didn't look back and walked straight away.

Her heart was cold.

Mo Zixuan silently followed behind her.

The two walked one after the other, walking on the rain-soaked street.

After walking for a long time, Jiang Wanxiu looked up at the plaque in front of her and unconsciously walked to the door of Jiang's mansion.

Turning around, Mo Zixuan followed her five steps away, looking at her quietly.

"Thanks, I'm fine." Jiang Wanxiu pulled the corners of her lips and smiled at him.

Hearing this, Mo Zixuan also laughed, "Hmm." ”

Seeing Jiang Wanxiu enter Jiang's mansion, Mo Zixuan sighed, come and see her tomorrow, I hope she is really fine.

In fact, why didn't he want Jiang Wanxiu to break that agreement, looking at her who was lost and depressed, Mo Zixuan's heart twitched, it seemed that he guessed really right.

Jiang Wanxiu likes Song Yuanxi!

……

"Yikes! My miss, why are you soaking wet? ”

Xi Ling was guarding the gate of the courtyard, and when he saw Jiang Wanxiu hurriedly holding an umbrella to greet him, he gave Jiang Wanxiu an umbrella, and said with concern, "Miss, you come into the house quickly, Xia Zhu, get hot water for Miss." ”

"Yes."

Xia Zhu hurriedly went to the kitchen, and for a while, the maids of Fang Aixuan were busy, and the chickens flew and the dogs jumped.

Jiang Wanxiu waved her hand, "Cherish the soul, don't get in the way." ”

"The last time you fell into the water, you contracted the wind cold, but you can't be careless, hurry up and take a shower and change your clothes." Xi Ling said worriedly, holding Jiang Wanxiu's hand with both hands and rubbing it to generate heat.

Jiang Wanxiu saw her so nervous, her heart warmed slightly, and she sighed.

After raining all the way, she also figured it out.

Even if Song Yuanxi didn't bring up this matter, she would have dealt with Nan Rongran and Song Chen like this, but now she is just taking a big prince and a fourth prince.

Song Yuanxi's proposal did not conflict with her original goal, and it was still the same in dealing with Nan Rongran.

After all, Song Chen's backer is Nan Rongran.

It's actually very good, she is a little unhappy in her heart, but for a person like her who has experienced too many ups and downs and will not be emotional, Song Yuanxi's decision is actually the same as her temperament, they are the same kind of people.

Nothing bad.

Jiang Wanxiu didn't know Song Yuanxi's feelings, just like she didn't know when she quietly planted the seeds of goodwill, quietly growing buds in the deepest part of her heart, if she continued to develop, maybe one day she could grow and bloom to the point of love.

But before that day could be reached, the whole seed had been dug up with a hoe and sprouts, crushed, and burned.

She's a little sad, but not too upset.

Some heartache, but it won't hurt for long.

Like at this point, she had figured it out.

She is Jiang Wanxiu, she has a long way to go, and she has a lot of things to do, she has to trample Song Chen under her feet, and she has to protect Jiang Wanxiu, who is the family of Ronghua I in this life.

He is Song Yuanxi, her partner in interests.

They have the same goals, the same interests, the same position, but nothing to do with feelings.

"If my heart is not fluctuating, then I am really a stone and not a person, but emotions only affect the time of a rain, and after this rain stops, I am still me."

Jiang Wanxiu looked at the dripping rain outside the window, and her eyes gradually returned to calm.

Xi Ling didn't understand what her young lady was talking about, but she felt that her mood gradually calmed down.

The next day, Fong Oi Xuan.

Late at night, Jiang Wanxiu was half-leaning on the couch, flipping through an idle book in her hand, and Leng Buding suddenly heard the window ring.

Jiang Wanxiu looked at the windowsill and was suddenly full of surprise.

I saw that on the floor of the windowsill, there was an extra figure dressed in black, lying motionless on the ground, blood flowing out of his abdomen, quickly staining the ground red, just like a corpse accidentally thrown in after being killed.

"This is ......" The scroll in Jiang Wanxiu's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and she walked to the man in black in three or two steps and squatted down, her fingers just touching the other party's shoulder.

The man swooped out a dagger and pressed it against her neck, his eyes cold and terrifying.

The familiar fox ghost face, the familiar cold ink eyes.

It's him, Song Yuanxi!

After Song Yuanxi saw that it was her, the dagger in his hand was powerless to take it back, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why are you?" ”

"You fell into my room and asked why it was me?"

Jiang Wanxiu has long been accustomed to this guy holding a dagger against a person's neck at every turn, but he was not frightened.

Song Yuanxi's eyes wandered around, but he didn't expect to run to Jiang Wanxiu.

He was chased and killed, he was seriously injured and unconscious, he was already at the end of the crossbow, and instinctively ran towards the place he wanted to go the most, and he arrived at Jiang's Mansion unconsciously.

"You ......"

Song Yuanxi opened his mouth, and before he finished speaking, he fainted.

The dagger fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Jiang Wanxiu's face changed, "Song Yuanxi? What happened to you? Is it dead? ”