Chapter Twenty-Seven: Smashing the Signboard

No wonder it was a cold and hard feeling as soon as I started it, and I said in my heart.

To save or not to save?

The color of the clothes changed several times, and the eyebrows were tangled into the word "Sichuan" in capital letters.

A chill flashed in her eyes.

As the landlord of Wenxiang Building, if he was always soft-hearted and had no means, he would have been unable to get along for a long time.

After all, she's not a good person!

But......

The person in front of her was her first guest in twelve years, if she died that day, wouldn't it insult Wen Xianglou's reputation and smash her silk signboard?

Thinking of this, she carefully peeled off the black blood-soaked dress for Li Changjin, and whispered: "If it weren't for the fear of smashing the signboard, I wouldn't bother to care about you." ”

Well, yes, I'm afraid of smashing the signboard, and I will never admit that it's because I'm distressed!

Jiangyi's subordinates tried to move as slowly as possible, but there were too many sword wounds on Li Changjin's body, and the blood had already coagulated on his body and dress, so it was inevitable to use some force when peeling it.

Maybe it was numb from the pain, Li Changjin didn't say a word, as if he was asleep.

When she peeled off the placket on her shoulders, she was suddenly stunned, her fingers paused, her heart beat faster, and a series of emotional changes suddenly flashed in her eyes, round and round, fainting a little ripple.

It seems to be nostalgic, it seems to be happy, and it seems to be distressed.

Her slender and white fingertips trembled slightly, stroking a slightly darker half-moon birthmark on Li Changjin's shoulder, the movement was the lightest, the slowerest, and her breathing seemed to be afraid of disturbing the movements in her hands, light and fluttering, almost nothing.

Stroking and caressing, her eyes gradually filled with tears, one drop, two drops... Slipped down his cheeks and landed on the couch, where he made two faint splashes.

Gazing at her eyebrows again, she could vaguely see the charm of the deceased.

Her little girl grew up, and her face grew.

"Changjin ......"

Jiang Yi choked up and said, "Sister has finally found you." ”

Instead, her mood changed, she brushed away her tears, and her eyebrows were dyed a little fierce, "Which assassin killed a thousand knives Xiao Jin'er?" ”

She summoned the ice beauty to come up, "Ah Qing, go find out who is plotting against Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

When the ice beauty saw the blood stained in the upper room, she was taken aback, and after listening to the instructions of the silk clothes, she quickly nodded "yes" and withdrew from the upper room.

Li Changjin has been breaking out in a cold sweat at this moment.

Jiangyi wiped the blood stains on Li Changjin's body, changed her into a light and non-fitting dress, and after carefully applying medicine and bandaging, her eyes stared intently at her white face.

"Changjin......

Sister hates the man who plotted against you because he hurt you. However, Sister Ah wanted to thank that person again. ”

She said: "If it weren't for him, Sister Ah would really miss Xiao Jin'er." ”

In the past, people changed their faces, and they didn't know each other when they saw each other.

Jiang Yi is now extremely glad that Li Changjin is still alive, and she is extremely glad that she saved Li Changjin's life because of her soft heart.

"Changjin."

Jiangyi can still recall the appearance of Xiao Changjin twelve years ago, a soft and glutinous little ball, about four years old, less than her waist.

But it was such a small person, who overrode public opinion, gritted his teeth and dragged her from the mass grave to the cold palace.

Even though she was beaten and threatened, she never thought of handing her over.

She stroked Li Changjin's eyebrows slightly, and said solemnly: "Jiangyi's life was saved by Changjin, and Jiangyi is willing to follow Changjin from now on and swear to death." ”

She suddenly thought of something again, took off the jade talisman around Li Changjin's neck, and replaced it with another piece of black jade, which was a full circle smaller than the jade talisman, making Li Changjin's complexion even more snow-white and lush.

"Changjin, Sister doesn't have anything of value here. This Wenxianglou is Sister A's only effort, and it will be yours in the future. ”