The man seemed to be very courageous, the strength on his shoulders was not, it was just a void, but just this, Yan Chujing also clearly felt that his hands and several seats were covered with a thin layer of calluses.

How so?

The ladies of the family never do rough work, their fingers do not touch the spring, and their hands are smooth and delicate like jade.

How could it be... Does anyone have calluses on their hands?

If you want to say that there are calluses on your hands, he has seen one of these-Chi Xinian. She has been studying since she was a child, and she has been living a difficult life, and she still needs to carry a gun every day, and her hands naturally cannot be maintained like an ordinary noblewoman.

Could it be that she is the one standing behind her? But if so, what about footsteps and incense powder?

It's not like she made it out on purpose, right?

Is she that boring?

Yan Chujing was momentarily lost because of the thin cocoon on the other party's hand, and even relaxed his vigilance a little when he doubted whether that person was Chi Xinian.

In this way, the owner of the hands found an opportunity, gathered enough strength, and helped him rub his shoulders.

"You're not Chi Xinian!" As soon as Yan Chujing grabbed the jade on his shoulder, he turned his eyes angrily.

Chi Xinian is too familiar with him, that woman's strength is better than his, and her hands are often not light or heavy. Before, he also saw that his shoulders were sore and wanted her to help him pinch it. But as soon as she came out, not only did he not get rid of the sore shoulders and neck pain, but he was almost injured because she used too much force.

After that, it took two or three days for the mark she left on him to dissipate.

The "not very pleasant" memories of the past made Yan Chujing remember that the person behind him only touched him, and he pinched his hand and pressed him directly by the pool.

The pain came from the wrist and the side of the arm, Yan Chujing mercilessly, and the fall hurt his life.

gasped a few cold breaths, and only then did he come to his senses and said in a suppressed voice: "Your Majesty, it hurts..."

"It's you?!" The followers struggled out, and the beautiful face was also lifted from the black hair, and as soon as Yan Chujing was able to identify her.

Lord of the Silver Moon!

"How could it be you?!" The Lord of Yinyue County was actually the most tangled answer in his heart, on the one hand, he felt that this person would definitely make it, and on the other hand, he felt that this person had a pool to see the year, and it was foolproof.

But when the man reveals his true face before him...

Yan Chujing's eyes looked at the main of Yinyue County in a complicated way, and this time was a little different from usual. The light and elegant skirt and the simple black hair all reveal a hint of softness.

She no longer seems to be the bright girl who can gallop the grassland, but a submissive little white who can climb and fold at will.

"It's a courtier..."When Yan Chujing frowned and looked at the Yinyue County Lord, the Yinyue County Lord also twitched his hand cautiously, "Your Majesty, can you let go of the courtiers first?"

"The courtiers just... I just watched the sunset for a while, and then I felt nothing, so I put on my coat and walked around. The road girls in this mountain are not familiar with each other, so they walked and walked here..."

"Not familiar with the road?" Yan Chujing sneered, as if he had heard some joke, "Even if you are not familiar with it, if you enter this place by mistake and see a man here, shouldn't you retreat?"

"But you didn't say anything a few times, and you boldly stepped forward to touch it, but you said, what kind of heart do you have? Isn't it the heart of assassination? ”

Your Majesty, don't act, the queen knows that you are

Chapter 255: What kind of heart is An?