Haojing City.

Palace.

New Year's dinner.

Compared to previous years, this year's dinner was particularly sluggish.

Emperor Tianyuan's body is not as good as before, and there are only five princes guarding him.

Xu is body is declining day by day, and Emperor Tianyuan can't even leave the divine doctor for half a moment.

But looking at the singing and dancing in the palace hall, his eyes swept around, but he couldn't see the figure of Doctor He.

Calling Changde beside him, he trembled and asked, "What about Huaiyuan?" ”

Chang De bowed down and listened to Emperor Tianyuan's inquiry, and some smile lines appeared on his face, "Just now, the divine doctor drank too much wine and went out to be sober." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a man dressed in a cyan fox fur robe came up to offer wine again.

Emperor Tian Yuan could only suppress the uneasiness in his heart, and continued to smile and deal with the son of this Wenren family.

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On the other end, He Huaiyuan was too lazy to sit on the white marble steps, the spout of the white porcelain jade bottle with a long belly and thin neck was pinched and raised high by his long fingers, which were also white, and the jade liquid shone with clear waves from the spout and flowed into his mouth.

The long legs pedal diagonally on the white marble steps, and the black boots and the cold white complement each other, which looks particularly harmonious and dazzling.

Further down the same color white marble floating figure carved platform, is a beautiful woman dancing, a red tulle can not hide the good figure, the red feet on the carving lightly, every time the light gauze is raised, will reveal a flawless calf outline.

The woman walked up the steps barefoot, prostrate in front of him, resting her head on his chest, her long black black hair blending with his white and silver hair, but it was not abrupt.

With a slight movement of her hand, the woman snatched the flask from his hand, and tapped her long finger on his chest, "Do you still like the dance just now?" ”

On her forehead was a red fire lotus, which was as bright and dazzling as her whole person.

Doctor He's peach blossom eyes were originally a little blurry due to the effect of spirits, but by her presumptuous movements, that blur turned into Qingming again. He reached out and pinched her messy fingers, with a coldness in his eyes, "Jiang Jin, don't put your mind to this." ”

was pointed out by someone, Jiang Jin didn't panic at all, and looked up at him with his face, "That divine doctor thinks, where should I put my thoughts?" Isn't it the old emperor? ”

Seeing that the man was still looking at her coldly, her face couldn't help but be a little annoyed, "Since the divine doctor has no intention of me, why should he cover it up for me?" Wouldn't it be better for me to regulate the old emperor's body? ”

He Huaiyuan saw that she was obsessed, and the coldness on her face was even worse. He squinted his eyes and looked down at this charming woman who seemed to be natural, but the words he said were extremely cold, "If you really adjust your body, how will the five princes deal with themselves?" ”

The old emperor was suspicious, if his body was still good, he was afraid that he would have to find a way to balance the five princes. But if he is so sick and crooked, he can't care about the fight of the princes.

He didn't bother to talk about these thoughts with others, but seeing Jiang Jin's obsessed appearance, he simply picked out the words clearly.

Jiang Jinyuan knew that Doctor He covered up his "love" for himself was just pushing the boat, but when he heard him say this, the sadness in his heart was like a surging tide, almost wanting to drown her.

At the beginning of her life, she made a mistake. I thought that this life would be like this, but the man in front of me appeared in front of him and told himself that he would protect himself. But in the end, these are just her wishful jokes.

"Isn't there a trace of sincerity in the divine doctor for Jin'er?" Her eyelashes trembled, and she finally asked the question.

"Never." The cold words came out easily from the tip of Doctor He's tongue, and the last bit of hope was also disappointed.

The last bit of brilliance in Jiang Jin's eyes also dimmed, she sat up straight little by little, and wanted to leave as proud as usual, but the soles of her feet tripped lightly, and her whole body stumbled for a moment.

Seeing her swaying up, Doctor He's heart moved slightly, and somehow, he remembered another matter, "Before you entered the palace, you were happy with Qi Mojing?" ”

Jiang Jin's footsteps paused, and after a long silence, "Yes." ”

"Then do you know that he has a girl he likes, named Cui Shijin?" Doctor He didn't know why, and remembered that stupid and stubborn figure when he was in Qingyan.

Dry bones, barren hills, a bleak of refugees and a dark sky, everywhere is gray and desolate. Obviously, even the world has been dimmed, but only she is dressed in a white dress, which has become the last bright color.

She is as weak as a grass, but she is a hundred times tougher than a grass.

The past is gone, but a year has passed, why does he feel that it is too long to be the same?

Maybe it's been a long time!

Taking another sip of the spirits, the corners of He Huaiyuan's mouth were slightly curled, as if he remembered something interesting, and even his perennially cold peach blossom eyes were warm.

Hearing the name, Jiang Jin's nails dug into the flesh. She had a smile on her face, which grew louder and louder, and there was a subtle stiffness in just the right amount, "Yes, I recognize her." ”

"Oh?" He Huaiyuan seemed to be a little interested, patted his side, and motioned for her to sit down, "Let's chat." ”

Jiang Jinyou sat beside him and talked about the first time she saw the little maid in the Hou Mansion.

When she heard Shi Jin's perfunctory remark that she was illiterate, Doctor He smiled almost in his eyes, and took another sip of wine, "What a little fox!" ”

Jiang Jin saw that he liked to listen to it, so he also told the matter about Shi Jin that Cuiyu had arranged for Cuiyu to inquire about, but he buried all his thoughts.

Sure enough, Doctor He listened with relish.

"You must have hated her at the time, didn't you?" He asked casually with a shallow softness in his voice.

Jiang Jin didn't know how to answer, but fortunately, Doctor He didn't want to pay much attention to her emotions, he only sighed lightly, "It's a pity that I didn't know that Haojing City was so interesting at first, but I missed ......."

"Divine Doctor, like her?" Jiang Jin asked lightly, trying his best to ignore the pain in his heart that was so numb that he didn't feel it.

"Like?" Doctor He's eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was looking at another person.

After a long time, he chuckled, "No, she's just my nominal disciple, that's all." ”

He has always been affectionate, and he has a lot of losses, and he really doesn't deserve to like the word like.

"That's a pity...... Jiang Jin sighed lightly, but his voice was too soft, and he escaped low from his lips, like a sigh.

She got up and wanted to leave, but she was unexpectedly grabbed by the corner of the tulle dress, and when she turned around, it was the extremely light face of Doctor He.

was so indifferent that she had no expression, but she sensed a trace of almost nothingness of grievance on his face, "Don't go, Jin'er." ”

The man stood up from the white marble steps little by little, he was already much taller than her, and now standing on the steps two floors past her, it was even more unattainable.

But he put his head on her shoulder, closed his eyes, and called softly, "Jin'er (brocade)." ”

Her heart moved, her thin shoulders were leaning against him, but her posture was tall and lonely. Her long eyelashes curled lightly, and she said stubbornly, "I'm Jiang Jin." ”

She is Jiang Jin, a noble daughter of a family, how can she be compared to a little maid?!

"I know, you're Jin'er." The man's body became heavier and heavier, as if she was the fulcrum of his whole world, the tip of his tongue seemed to be rolled, and the words he spoke were extraordinarily gentle, "Jin'er, I like you." ”

Jiang Jin's eyes showed some confusion, and he let out a cold sigh, and the long-bellied and thin-necked white porcelain jade bottle in the hand of Doctor He fell on the white marble steps, and the bones went down, and jingled down on the platform relief.

Jiang Jin was clear for a moment, she straightened He Huaiyuan's body, stared at him, and asked word by word, "Who am I?" ”

"Jin'er." The man replied vaguely.

"You're drunk......," the woman whispered, "but I believe it." ”