Chapter 43: The Year
Her hand pointed in the direction of Tsing Yi, "Ah Qing can't spare you first!" ”
Jiang Weigui felt that his head was "buzzing", and it took a long time before he reacted, his eyes widened, "You, you...... You're the demon... Belch... The eldest princess? ”
"Don't tell me that you only know Li Shasha, you don't know who Li Changjin is."
Jiang Weigui: "Li Shasha is Li Changjin." ”
Li Changjin smiled with satisfaction: "It's good to be white." ”
She said: "If you still don't believe it, just find someone to ask what the eldest princess's full name is, and see if it's Li Changjin." ”
Jiang Weigui took a deep breath, "No need, I trust you." ”
Li Changjin said disgustedly: "I, who is well-known in Nanyang, even knows the doll who is still breastfeeding, but you don't know?" You only care about asking for food every day, right? ”
Jiang Weigui's face darkened: "You are famous for being fierce, and you are still proud of it?" ”
Li Changjin: "It's also my ability to be famous!" If you have the ability, you can also make a name for me? ”
Jiang Weigui: "Li Shaxiao, after so many years since I left the palace, why are you still like this...... Hehe. ”
Li Changjin glared at him, he didn't dare to continue.
Jiang Weigui frowned dissatisfied: "A woman who is too fierce must be careful not to marry!" ”
Li Changjin: "It's better to worry about yourself!" This palace is the eldest princess, twenty-eight years old, in the prime of youth, she is in demand, not to mention 10,000 but also 8,000 who love this palace, they can surround Nanyang three times! ”
Jiang Weigui: "The eldest princess is very famous in Nanyang, and she is an admirer...... I don't know how many, I just know that this is the most effective treatment for children's night crying. ”
Li Changjin: "This palace is loved by everyone, suitable for all ages. ”
Jiang Weigui: "Come on!" I don't know you yet? ”
This time, it was Li Changjin's turn to knock Jiang Weigui's bowl with chopsticks.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Weigui was puzzled.
The smile on Li Changjin's face disappeared, and he asked with a serious face: "Why didn't you say goodbye back then?" ”
Jiang Weigui suddenly fell silent.
After a long time, he sneered twice, and there was a mockery on the corner of his mouth: "Is there still room for me in the palace?" ”
Li Changjin said seriously: "This palace protects you." ”
"Just you?"
Jiang Weigui raised his eyebrows, "Let's get your mother and concubine done first!" ”
Li Changjin suddenly fell silent.
Jiang Weigui looked at her sinking face, "No, I'm too serious?" ”
He suddenly thought of the fire in the cold palace not long after leaving the palace, eight years ago.
"Your mother, she ......"
Li Changjin interrupted him lightly: "Don't talk about her." ”
She stared at Jiang Weigui and said, "Don't open the topic, talk about you." ”
Jiang Weigui sighed, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and without saying a word, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
Then he poured the wine slowly, and the fine liquor splashed in the glass, making a series of crisp sounds, like a Guan Ying's words, and the beads fell on the jade plate.
Jiang Weigui pulled the cup and poured several gases in a row.
Li Changjin pursed his lips slightly, and looked at it lightly.
It wasn't until a pot of wine was in his stomach, a red cloud rose slightly on his face, and his eyes were drunk and hazy, that he spoke.
"That person collided with the concubine in the Tai Hospital and was beaten to death by someone with a stick."
"Before he died, he suddenly found out to his conscience, called me to me, and handed me a small box, sandalwood, which contained my mother's ashes."
That man......
Li Changjin knew that he was Jiang Weigui's father, the one who ruthlessly killed Xiao Jiang Weigui's mother in order to get an official position in the hospital.
Jiang Weigui's eyes were slightly red: "He said that over the years, he has planned a lot for fame and profit, and he has killed a lot of people." However, when he really became the first person in the Tai Hospital, he suddenly found that what he was holding in his hand was not a silver needle to cure diseases and save people, but a life-seeking weapon soaked in blood and sin! ”