The surface of the lake rose suddenly, and one hand broke the surface of the water, and the water stains on the surface of the hand condensed into water droplets and slipped quietly, stirring up a circle of turbulent waves.

Yuwei took off the cotton that was extremely heavy after being soaked in water, and grabbed the ice and crossed out of the water.

Fortunately, she learned to swim after falling into the water twice since she was a child.

The long hair was wet into wisps, the tips of the hair were dripping with water, and the sound of water was constantly chattering as he stepped on the water-soaked embroidered shoes.

Shivering with cold, his teeth trembling up and down, this road was not long or short for a long time, Yuwei walked to the pavilion next to the burning stove to keep warm.

Peeling off his soaked embroidered shoes, he showed a pair of feet, his ears were crackling charcoals, and his eyes fell on the blood dripping on the ground.

The wound on the face was stinging, and the blood was constantly oozing, sliding down the jaw to the collarbone, slippery and uncomfortable, and the fishy smell lingered.

"Jiang Sheng... Lin Ru..."

Jade whispered these two names.

When an immature girl transforms into a girl, what changes with her is a shady mood.

Unlike ten years ago, she used to only think about hiding far away, without the slightest thought, leaving herself with only sleepless nightmares and shadows that she couldn't get rid of.

Now it's different, the girl has finally grown into a woman, and she has unspeakable dirty thoughts.

Unwillingness, resentment, humiliation, and overwhelming emotions overwhelmed her, and like poison ivy stretched out of the abyss, she fell off the cliff.

She has better leverage than many people, so why not take revenge on them.

With this face that the world praises.

Jiang Sheng admired Xie Xiang, so she went to grab it.

The biting water of the lake has poured out the remaining innocence.

The hot carbon heat bakes the clothes, but it can't warm the heart that has been soaked in cold water.

Fortunately, there is still half a bottle of ointment left in Jiang Yu, otherwise she would not be able to ask for this face.

There were a few footsteps outside the pavilion, getting closer and closer...

Somewhat sluggish, she looked up and said, "It's you..."

A faint smile tugged at the wound, blood rushed out, tears fell, and vision began to blur.

When I am wronged, I often can't see familiar people, looking at the blurry red, the young man in civil uniform is holding the umbrella she accidentally dropped, standing outside the pavilion, and his light and elegant face can't see clearly.

The tears seemed to be unstoppable, and she began to sob, "Qi Yan... I hurt so much. ”

"I'm sorry I'm late."

The clear and beautiful voice is also dull, with indescribable emotions.

The girl in the pavilion was buried in the crook of her arm, her soaked clothes faintly outlining her graceful figure, and her shoulders were shaking all the time.

A thin and weak sobbing tugged at his internal organs.

The scene just now was deeply seared into his bones, and he couldn't breathe well in pain.

"I want to go home... Qi Yan, take me home. ”

The girl asked for this, and he had nothing to do.

The gentleman's gift, there is a difference between men and women, but at this time, she can't care so much, and the girl stretched out her arms.

As a result, the insistence that had already been chaotic because of her quickly collapsed, and the etiquette, righteousness, honesty and Confucian ways that she had learned for more than ten years did not stop the throbbing heart.

The young man leaned down and picked her up almost reverently, covering the girl's smooth bare feet with his wide sleeves.

Yuwei found a place in her arms, buried her head, and the tip of her nose continued to drill into the light light fragrance of the young man's body, and asked in a muffled voice:

"Am I ugly now?"

"You're not ugly, you're beautiful."

The boy didn't know how to comfort her, he only knew to reply to her truthfully, and he didn't know why, he just thought she was beautiful, even if half of her face was covered with scars, he still thought she was beautiful.

Walking step by step, the strong arms dragged her waist and legs, without feeling the slightest discomfort, leaning on her crisp chest, the sound of a steady and powerful heartbeat in her ears, she felt a little safe.

"Don't be afraid, it'll be fine, Your Highness has a good scar removal cream, I'll go get it for you, apply it well, it will be fine in a month, and it won't leave a trace of scar."

If it doesn't get better, he will also welcome her as his wife, the words rolled on the tip of his tongue, worried that the sensitive girl would think too much, he swallowed and didn't say it.

The nice voice soothes the injured cat.

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

Yuwei said "um", thinking to herself, the broken phoenix is not as good as a chicken, yes, the county lord of the prince's mansion is not as good as Qi Yan's status in the palace.

He is always a trusted minister of His Majesty, the champion of the three yuan Qi, the future is bright and bright, and he is the only student of the right minister, how powerful the right minister is, under one person, above ten thousand people.

His students are naturally undeceivable in the palace.

And her face was trampled into porcelain, trampled, insulted, thrown into the frozen lake twice.

The heart always changes after experiencing setbacks, so a hoarse voice comes into my ears after crying.

"Qi Yan... Help me. ”

His heart was grabbed by an invisible big hand, and the corners of Qi Yan's lips opened a wry smile, what he was worried about still happened.

After a long time, the young man replied with a difficult sentence, and only said: "Okay." ”

When they first met, Qi Yan resisted Jiang Yu's unhappiness, invited her to sit down, and poured tea for her, and she swept a trace of doubt in Jiang Yu's eyes.

Presumably, Jiang Yu has never seen Qi Yan pour tea for a woman.

is so exposed, undisguised like, how could Yuwei not see it, she fell in the snow that day, and Qi Yan looked at her differently.

The young man who has been familiar with Confucian Baiwen since he was a child is an excellent use of himself, and he is also desperate for love.

There is no better springboard than Qi Yan to get close to the prime minister.

The body is filled with hatred and gloomy emotions, and there is no time to think about more.

I didn't think about it, what Xie should do to her, what Qi Yan's heart should be, what Jiang Yu should be, she thought that there was always a way.

The three letters in Jiang Yu's hand were always guillotines hanging above his head.

Not only that, but for Jiang Yu, Yuwei is distressed, so she will do her best to treat him.

The red official clothes were stained dark red by tears, drop after drop, almost soaking through the clothes.

——

The plaque is written with the words "Qinzheng Palace".

The two long-standing and slender Lang Jun stepped out of the threshold together.

The door closed behind him, and Jiang Yu said: "The matter of the crown ceremony will be tired of thanking the prime minister." ”

"Your Highness is polite."

The two of them walked straight, stepping on the soft snow.

"What did Xie Xiang think about last time?"

Hearing this, the expressions of the people beside him remained the same, and he said lightly: "The Fifth Highness has promoted the minister." ”

"The minister just wants to do his job well."

"I have no interest in what His Highness has mentioned."

Jiang Yu smiled: "It's okay." ”

The rejection did not exceed his expectations, and as he thought, Xie Xiang did not enter and would not participate in the struggle for power among the princes.

It's just a pity that such people can't be used by him.