Although he doesn't care so much on weekdays, but with his ruthless methods, it is not impossible to settle accounts after the autumn.

Speaking of which, Su Xiao must not admit defeat.

"We all know what kind of person you are, so we don't have to pull it here!"

The blood in Song Zeyi's whole body condensed in an instant, and he was uncomfortable with the pain.

"It turns out that in your heart, I am such a person who can't be on the stage, no wonder, you look down on me and leave me down again and again!"

Su Xiao felt a tingling pain in his heart, opened his mouth, and didn't say anything after all.

In the post station of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, the table is full of fine wines, all of which are extremely precious, and they are good wines that are rarely seen on weekdays.

Jiang Qingping poured a glass of the same thing, all of which were contained in the wine cup, then raised his hand, drank one of them, and then picked up another glass and poured it into his mouth fiercely.

The spicy and mellow aroma of wine brew in the mouth, which makes people feel a little addicted.

When Zhao Si'er came in, she saw that this person was pouring a cup of wine into her mouth, she was heroic, unruly, and she knew a lot of this wine, and she was frightened by this battle for a while.

"If you want to drink, drink well, why do you have so many styles? Aren't you going to drink it and spoil your body?"

Wine is indeed a good thing, intoxicating and forgetful, but drinking it like this, it is still such a strong wine, I am afraid that it will kill people.

Jiang Qingping's eyes raised slightly, as if he hadn't heard it, he raised his hand and swallowed another cup.

Zhao Si'er was a little anxious for a while, and snatched the wine glass from his hand.

"Say, what are you doing? If you are not happy, just tell me, what are you doing with your body so much?"

Faintly, Zhao Si'er's heart was sore, and the corners of her eyes were warm.

"I don't have any worries, it's just the only way for an official, it's always inevitable, how can people who can't drink be tolerated in the official court!"

Jiang Qingping raised his hand and snatched the sake from Zhao Si'er's hand again, and drank it again.

"These wines are delicious, in the past, when I studied in the academy, I was too pedantic, I didn't touch alcohol, I didn't get close to women, I only read the books of the sages, but now it seems that I am really stupid, after all, this book of the sages has not been able to read a door!"

The corners of Jiang Qingping's mouth hooked slightly, and he smiled bitterly for a moment, but the bottom of his eyes was sad to the bottom of his heart.

Slowly, Zhao Si'er let go of her hand, she felt as if her whole heart had been torn apart by someone, and she was uncomfortably tight.

She froze her body, just didn't say a word, stared straight at the person in front of her and put the countless wine cups into her mouth, even if she covered her chest in pain, she forced herself not to stop.

He seemed to be sick, as if he was crazy, as if he was not sick, as if she was sick.

She looked at Jiang Qingping's masochistic movements, and remembered that she had just won the new department, when she was hanging out with her in the imperial garden, she was so warm and restrained, she would make a big red face even if she looked at her twice, and she couldn't reply when she teased her, so she stared at the upper of the shoe hard, very cute, but now, she can't go back.

The outer room is dead, but it seems that she is not dead, she will always be between the two of them, never left, for a moment, Zhao Si'er felt very tired, and the strength of her body seemed to be drawn in.

Under the collapse, she endured and endured, but in the end she still couldn't control herself.

"Jiang Qingping, are you still thinking about that Ling Shuang?"

Crystal eyes staring at the person in front of her, she forced herself to face it, even if it was an answer that would make people irreversible, she had to know that she was not willing to be a fool, and was willing to live soberly and painfully.

Jiang Qingping raised his eyes suddenly, not angry at all.

"You, what did you say?"

Lingshuang? He hadn't remembered the name for too long, and for a long time, he couldn't remember it himself, but that simple face would come to mind from time to time, and he seemed to still be able to hear it, she was calling him Brother Qingping sweetly, everything was so familiar

It seems to be extremely strange.

The person in front of him didn't speak, he had wine stains on the corners of his mouth, and a lot of wine fell on his body, he looked very embarrassed, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Si'er stared at him, and her heart suddenly felt a sharp pain.

She is not stupid, she sees clearly, the so-called forgetting and the past are never erased by death, those who have existed will eventually leave traces, and will never be completely obscured, and the broken mirror will not be restored to its original state, or perhaps, this mirror has never been complete from the beginning.

The royal prideful forced Zhao Si'er to hold back the tears in her eyes, and she forced herself to turn around stiffly.

"Today, it's a very good day, I, I'll go out for a walk, buy some hairpins and jewelry, I haven't bought them for a long time!"

After that, Zhao Si'er walked out without looking back, but the cold wind was clearly whistling outside, and the snow was falling all over the sky.

Zhao Si'er staggered in the snow, she felt that her face had been frozen unconscious, her eyes were even more inintuitive, and the tears of Douda fell wildly, sliding down her face, but she seemed to be unconscious, and continued to take steps forward, never looking back.

"Princess, Your Highness, Your Highness, what's wrong with you, it's freezing, you don't have to frostbite your face!"

Zhao Si'er suddenly stood still, she trembled her arms, and slowly stroked her cheeks, and the cold touch almost crushed her in an instant.

As if she couldn't believe it, she asked in a trembling voice, "I, am I crying?"

The little maid didn't know what was going on, and hurriedly took out the handkerchief from her clothes, "Your Highness, Your Highness the Princess, don't cry quickly, it's cold, be careful of frostbitten face."

Zhao Si'er paused suddenly, and another tear slipped down from her eyes and smashed into her palm.

She actually cried, warm tears, warm between her fingers, only for a moment, and then completely cold, cold to the bone.

"Princess, is it the master of the horse that makes you angry, don't cry, you tell the slave and the maid, the slave and the maid understand you!"

Understood? She never needed to understand, she had always known what she wanted, but now, she didn't even know what she wanted to do.

The little maid has been following the princess since the day she entered the palace, and she has never seen the princess cry, but now she is distressed and anxious when she sees such a scene.

"Princess, you say, did the master bully you, or did you not like him to drink flower wine, as long as you tell the slave maid, the slave maid is willing to go to the soup for you and make this breath for you!"