Jiang Wanxiu couldn't sleep, put on her coat, and stood alone on the side of the boat, looking at the night scene on the river, her heart seemed to calm down.

A low sobbing sound suddenly came from the side, and Jiang Wanxiu looked back and saw two figures faintly visible.

"Where am I inferior to Jiang Wanxiu?"

Jiang Wanxiu didn't want to listen to other people's whispers, and was about to leave, but she heard the other party mention herself.

And this voice is still very familiar, it turned out to be Nanmengxi.

That sad voice, I'm afraid no man can withstand it.

So, the person opposite her is Song Yuanxi?

Just as he was guessing, he heard Song Yuanxi's voice coming.

"The sixth princess is a princess, so why compare with others?"

The cold voice was completely unsentimental.

Jiang Wanxiu pouted, isn't this guy quite good at flirting when he talks to her? In the face of such a beauty as Nanmengxi, can she really not move like a mountain?

"But you like her!" Nan Mengxi's voice suppressed the pain, "Song Yuanxi, I've liked you for five years, can't you look back at me?" ”

She was met with a long silence.

Just when Jiang Wanxiu thought that Song Yuanxi was going to be silent, she heard him say slowly: "Sixth princess, I already have a heart." ”

The four words that the heart belongs to are very light and light, like a feather, stopping in her heart, causing ripples that have lasted for a long time.

In a word, Namuni Creek can be sent to hell.

It wasn't until there was a slight movement that silence returned.

Jiang Wanxiu suddenly felt a little hot in her cheeks.

The heart belongs, is it her?

obviously said that he wanted to draw a line with him, but hearing him reject Nanmengxi like this, Jiang Wanxiu couldn't help but snickered in her heart.

"Miss Jiang has heard enough?"

Song Yuanxi's voice came faintly, Jiang Wanxiu was startled, and saw Song Yuanxi walking out, and behind him, it was like Lin Ze holding a sword.

Jiang Wanxiu suddenly felt a little weak, and she didn't eavesdrop on purpose.

So Jiang Wanxiu turned her head directly, pretending to be admiring the night.

Fang Cai listened too fascinated, but forgot that there was also a master Lin Ze by Song Yuanxi's side, I was afraid that from the moment she eavesdropped, Lin Ze would know about her existence.

Song Yuanxi looked at the little woman with a weak face but pretending to be calm, and put on a posture of unreasonableness, and couldn't help but snort lightly.

He was still angry about what happened that night, don't think he would take the initiative to talk to her, he is a dignified Song Yuanxi! This woman has to be made to suffer.

Jiang Wanxiu looked at Song Yuan Xi and snorted arrogantly, and the master and servant walked in front of her very arrogantly.

Jiang Wanxiu made a grimace at his back, and I don't know if he has eyes behind him, but when he suddenly turned around, Jiang Wanxiu was so frightened that she retracted the expression on her face, and her little face was tense, and she wanted to be more empty-hearted.

It wasn't until they walked away that Jiang Wanxiu breathed a sigh of relief.

On the second day, Jiang Wanxiu was walking out of her room and happened to run into Nanmengxi.

Nan Mengxi's face was very ugly, and the makeup on her face couldn't hide the red and swollen eyes, she must have cried all night last night.

Jiang Wanxiu turned a blind eye and was about to walk past her, but Nanmengxi stopped her.

"You're proud now, aren't you?" Nan Mengxi's gaze seemed to be quenched with poison, "Jiang Wanxiu, I really don't understand, what's so good about you?" He can be so interested in you! ”

Jiang Wanxiu glanced at her lightly, "What do you mean by what the sixth princess said?" ”

"Don't pretend!" Nanmengxi gritted her teeth, "Don't think I don't know, you must be very proud now!" Song Yuanxi likes you instead of me, do you think that you will beat me? ”

Jiang Wanxiu looked at this woman with a distorted face, and couldn't remember for a moment what the soft and weak Nanmengxi looked like in her previous life.

"So what?" Jiang Wanxiu said lightly, compared to her excitement, she seemed very calm.

"The sixth princess came to me to tell me this, did she plan to warn me, or did she use her identity to suppress me?"

Nan Mengxi was slightly stunned, probably because she didn't expect her to have such an attitude, and she was speechless for a while.

"No matter who Song Yuanxi likes, what does it matter to you, the sixth princess? You pester Song Yuanxi, but you will lose your own value, you come to pester me, and you will lose your face, I think, the sixth princess should not be such an impulsive person, right. ”

"Are you here, teaching me a lesson?" Nanmengxi clenched her fists, her eyes flashing with ruthlessness.

"You are a royal princess, how dare I teach you? What if I upset you, what if you are inexplicably chased and killed, and lose your life? ”

Nanmengxi's pupils shrank, and she suddenly panicked, "What do you mean?" ”

"The matter of the draft of the Fengnu Academy, the matter of the black-clothed killer of Taihang Temple, I don't say it, it doesn't mean that I don't know, the sixth princess don't take everyone for fools, she calculates too much, and she doesn't have to fold herself into it one day."

The corners of Jiang Wanxiu's mouth hooked up a sneering smile, and walked directly past her.

Nan Mengxi looked at her back blankly, and suddenly her eyes turned bright, full of fierce hatred.

"If you offend the sixth princess so much, aren't you afraid that she will retaliate against you?"

Song Chen's voice came from behind him, Jiang Wanxiu twisted her eyebrows, looking at Song Chen who suddenly appeared, her eyes were full of repulsion.

"It turned out to be Uncle Zhongjing."

Jiang Wanxiu didn't even bother to salute, and there was no respect between her words.

Song Chen's eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "Actually, I'm curious, it seems that from the beginning, Miss Jiang hated me very much. ”

He didn't have much contact with Jiang Wanxiu, but this woman seemed to have a kind of magic power, no matter where she was, she could always attract his attention.

Song Chen couldn't help but think of the shocking glimpse in the attic of the flower building, and his heart rippled slightly.

Jiang Wanxiu smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes.

"Uncle said it was funny, it's too late for me to respect my uncle."

Song Chen seemed to chuckle, and his voice was a little lower, "Is there only respect?" ”

People who don't usually like to laugh laugh are really like a spring breeze when they laugh, especially a handsome person like Song Chen, who has a luxury that ordinary men don't have, and the whole person looks magnificent.

The smile on Jiang Wanxiu's face gradually faded, and was replaced by coldness.

The scenes of the previous life kept flashing in my mind, either the love and sweetness, or the separation of swords.

He used his so-called "true feelings" to squeeze out the last trace of value from her, and then abandoned her without hesitation.

When Cheng Yue'er cursed herself, he stood aside with an indifferent smile on her face.

Song Chen stared at the face in front of him, he had seen women who were more delicate, more charming, and more charming than her, but none of them could hook his hard heart like Jiang Wanxiu, like a hook.

For a moment, Song Chen desperately wanted her, and even thought that she should have been his own.

That trace of madness was still suppressed by reason in the end, and Song Chen restrained his gaffe.

"If nothing happens, I'll quit first."

Jiang Wanxiu didn't want to have too much contact with him, lest she couldn't help it and killed him by mistake.

This man deceived her heart and killed her and her brother.

Don't say anything is just a dream, her hatred will definitely not diminish with the passage of time.

She hates him, hates Cheng Yue'er, hates Bai Qingqing, hates those who use her as a fool, and hates those who stick knives behind their backs on the surface.

Enemies always have to be solved one by one.

Song Yuanxi sat on the deck on the second floor blowing the wind, listening to the conversation of the people below, his eyes were not shocked.

"Lin Ze." He said: "You say, me or Song Chen, who is better-looking?" ”

Wei Feng: "......"

Can the master be a little more boring?

"The master is good-looking."

Don't say that Song Yuanxi is originally better looking than Song Chen, even if he looks as ugly as a dwarf winter melon, he has to say that he is good-looking.

Song Yuan snorted, "So you say, is that woman blind?" ”

Don't let him be such a good man, I don't know what I'm thinking all day long.

Lin Ze held back for a long time, but he couldn't hold back a word.

Song Yuanxi's narcissism can't be saved.

After two days, it was very calm, and it was not until the third day that we reached the border of Qingcheng.

Qingcheng is a water city, a river is divided into several streams in Qingcheng, crisscrossing the entire city, and also constitutes the unique scenery of Qingcheng.

The cruise ship slowly sailed into the boundary of Qingcheng, and the old emperor looked at the lively crowd on the shore not far away, as well as the crisp and cheerful shouting, which showed the lively scene of Qingcheng.

The local officials also received the news early in the morning, so they waited on the dock, knowing that the old emperor was on a southern tour of Weifu this time, and the movement naturally had to be made smaller.

The news from Huizhou City has already come out, and the officials in Qingcheng are also in danger, lest the old emperor suddenly find out about them.

The old emperor did not disembark, and the officials were brought to him.

"The lower officials knock to see the emperor!"

The old emperor looked at the three officials and said lightly: "Who is the Qingcheng Taishou?" ”

The short man in the middle stood up and said with sincere fear: "Back to the emperor, it is the lower official Wu Cheng." ”

The old emperor took a sip of tea, "You tell me the truthful about the situation in Qingcheng."

The word truth is enough to make their hearts beat the drum.

No one knew if the old emperor was already aware of the situation in Qingcheng, so now he was just testing them, or if he really just wanted to hear their report.

It's just that after going out of Huizhou City, these officials naturally didn't dare to play tricks with the old emperor, so they hurriedly honestly and actively explained it.

The old emperor received those officials, Nan Rongran and they were naturally waiting next to him, but these ladies didn't do anything, so they stood outside and enjoyed the scenery of Qingcheng.

Jiang Wanxiu looked at the city divided by the river branch line and asked, "Is Baijing Villa far away from here?" ”

Xi Ling nodded, "Bai Jing Villa is on the outskirts of the city. ”

Jiang Wanxiu's hand knocked on the side of the boat carelessly, she was thinking, is there any way to hide from everyone and lurk in Baijing Villa?

Thinking of something, Jiang Wanxiu looked at Xi Ling, with such a smiling gaze, Xi Ling's eyelids jumped.

At night, the cruise ship is very lively.

Wu Cheng and other officials specially ordered people to prepare a feast, and the old emperor seemed to be in a good mood, and he was even in the mood to enjoy the song and dance.

Several dancing girls rushed in, wearing bandeau water sleeve skirts, with fluttering skirts and fairy spirits, and those dancing girls had veils on their faces, which added a bit of mystery.

And the woman in the middle, with her black hair like a waterfall, dotted with bright beaded flowers, as she danced, as if a colorful light crossed by.

Slender and jade fingers, bright wrists and snow condensation, and under the light veil, the red lips are slightly hooked, and the eyes are like silk, frequently throwing charming and lingering love to the first old emperor.

The old emperor took the wine in his hand and looked at it intently, and the faces of Concubine Yue and Concubine Wan on the side were a little stiff.

Wu Cheng smiled and said: "Your Majesty, these dancing girls are all dancers from the Phantom Music Dance Workshop in Qingcheng, and the lower officials saw that they danced well, so they dared to let them dance for the emperor." ”

The old emperor smiled and said, "Not bad." ”