He put the girl on his lap and held her hand: "Little girl, be serious." ”

Jiang Wu turned to look at the young man, wrapped her hand around the young man's neck, and the whole person fell into his arms: "Aren't you serious enough...... Then prepare...... Ten me, a hundred. ”

The girl laughed at what she said, and couldn't help but bend her eyes to look at him.

Like stars.

The young man kissed the star.

A pair of slender bony hands wrapped around the girl's slender waist, separating the girl from the table wall. Behind the girl, there is still the last light left in the afterglow of summer, and all of them are lingering.

In the darkness, the girl's hair was untied by the young man, and the hands like white jade passed through the back of the girl's neck, pressing the girl in his direction......

From beginning to end, the young man's hands were extraordinarily gentle.

When the last minute of the sunset was gone, Xie Yuwan hugged the person in his arms.

Suddenly her body was in the air, but Jiang Wu was not too surprised. The snowcoat was soft, and on this panicked summer day, she heard the young man's heartbeat over and over again.

When the kiss was deep, the young man whispered in her ear.

"You can't send a little girl."

She looked at him, and he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her raised eyes. His thin lips rested on her eyelashes, and the scent of cedar poured into her nose.

She heard the young man say again and again, "...... My little woman is not mine. ”

The young man spoke earnestly and reverently, and finally looked himself into her eyes. The thin snowsuit slipped from her arm like a soft sheet of snow.

So when she was laid on the couch by the young man, and she fell into a softness before his eyes, she thought that the snow was about to come up.

But the youth didn't.

The youth just grabbed her hand, again and again.

His phoenix eyes were like amber, no longer cold, but there was something new, like a fire wrapped in thick snow. He didn't hurt her, but his finger bones were already white from the exertion.

She was sunk in softness, and the candlelight reflected the young man's eyes—

Her favorite pair of eyes.

*

After Jiang Wu was the only one in the room, she hugged the quilt beside her sideways.

The quilt was soft, and after burying her head in it, she lowered her eyes and remembered the words of the talented young man.

“...... My little woman is not mine. ”

She chuckled for some reason, and then buried herself deeper under the covers.

Maybe because it was summer and there was ice in the house, she still felt a little hot.

Some...... It's too hot.

In the quilt, Jiang Wu blinked her eyes again and again, her hand pinching the quilt, as if she was pinching the young man's snow suit.

It's beautiful.

Thank you for wanting to be late...... It's beautiful.

Her hands had already been coated with medicine again, and Xie Yuwan brought it to say, saying that it was to remove scars. It is a light green ointment in a jade jar, and when opened, there is a tangy aroma of herbs.

Jiang Wu knew that it should be expensive, but she didn't ask much. Once upon a time in the Prime Minister's Mansion, what he gave her was always the best in the world.

The ointment in the jade jar had only used a thin layer, and it was now placed in front of her bronze mirror.

*

When Chenlian was called in, she wanted to open the window, but when she entered the door, she found that it was not very useful.

She lit the incense in the room and said with a smile, "Miss, it's late at night." ”

Jiang Wu had already bathed, and her hair was scattered around her waist at this time. She arrived in front of the bronze mirror, took the ointment in her hand, and then ran towards Chenlian, and said softly, "Chenlian, let's remove the scar." ”

She was so straightforward, but it made Chenlian stunned for a moment.

The jar of ointment had been put in her hand by Jiang Wu at this time, and Chen Lian took a look, this is 'Ning Yu Paste', which is very precious, not even very precious, there are only a few jars in the world.

She knew that this should be given to Miss by Childe at will, and Miss didn't know how precious this thing was, and every herb she needed in it was covered with white bones.

Chenlian pushed the ointment back: "Miss, it's very precious, Miss keep it." ”

The candle flame reflected the girl's figure, she raised her eyes, and said softly, "The morning lotus is more precious." As if she felt that this sentence was not enough, she added softly: "Precious." ”

Chenlian was stunned for a long time, and then was pressed by the girl to the chair.

In fact, with the strength of a girl, how can you control her.

But Chenlian still sat down obediently, but after sitting down, she looked at the young lady who bowed down, and said softly: "Miss, I really don't need it, the slave is used to it." ”

Jiang Wu's hand gently stroked the scar on her forehead.

Chenlian was stunned, her fingertips trembled slightly, and the girl who was not afraid of killing people was rarely timid: "Miss! ”

Jiang Wu smeared the first layer of ointment and said softly, "But, I am the master." ”

After saying this, Jiang Wu applied a second layer of ointment: "I know Chenlian doesn't care about those eyes, but I don't want them to talk behind their backs just because of this scar." ”

After Chenlian's fingers froze her fingertips, Jiang Wu applied the third layer of ointment and said softly, "And I want to see Chenlian's original appearance." ”

The first two sentences Chen Lian could still defend, but hearing this sentence, Chen Lian hesitated and hesitated a little and said, "...... Are you sure? ”

Jiang Wu finished applying the last layer, looked at her sincerely, and said gently: "Of course." ”

In the distance, the cicada was stunned for a long time, and he was dressed in black, silently hidden in the night.

*

The next day.

Jiang Wu arrived at a courtyard that she hadn't been to since she was born - 'Chunshanju'.

This used to be the courtyard of the second uncle, but the second uncle broke off the relationship with the Jiang family because the second uncle's mother broke off, and this courtyard was vacant. A few years ago, Qingniang moved in with Jiang Mingming and Jiang Yuanrong.

Chenlian knocked on the door, and it was the fifth lady Jiang Yuan.

For this sister, Jiang Wu is not familiar.

For no other reason, Jiang Yuanyuan is not familiar with everyone in the house, and she has been unable to speak normally since she was four years old. Because of this, Jiang Mingling is the eyeball of Qingniang and Jiang Mingming.

Jiang Yuying was moved by Jiang Yuying at that time, and Jiang Mingming found the money she gave her, hoping that she could ruin Jiang Yuying's affairs.

She did ruin Jiang Yuying's affairs, but not in the way Jiang Mingming thought.

Jiang Mingming wanted to kill two birds with one stone, but she didn't go as Jiang Mingming thought, and in the end, Jiang Mingming could only suffer that dumb loss.

Jiang Yuan saw that it was her, and her eyes couldn't help but droop: "Third, third sister, sister." ”

Jiang Wu and Jiang Yuanyuan had no intersection, so their attitude was very calm: "Good afternoon, fifth sister, is Aunt Qing here?" ”

Jiang Yuan glanced into the courtyard and said softly, "The third and third sisters are the same, come with me." ”

The maid on the side was a little surprised, because in front of others, Miss Five rarely said such a long paragraph, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is 'dumb', and when she was the longest before, Miss Five had not opened her mouth for several years.

Jiang Yu didn't know this, and quietly followed behind Jiang Yuan.

Qingniang is a woman with a gorgeous appearance, scheming and means, otherwise she would not be able to go from a peasant girl to Jiang Yu's outer room to a concubine when Jiang Yu and Mrs. Jiang have a very strong relationship.

Seeing her and Jiang curling together, Qingniang frowned first.

"Woo, you go down first."

Jiang Yuan went down quietly, leaving Jiang Wu and Qing Niang behind.

"Why did the third young lady come to look for the slave?" Qing Niang was wearing a light purple gauze skirt and said mercilessly.

Jiang Wu had no intention of covering it up anymore, and looked at Qing Niang's affectionate eyes: "Aunt Qing, let's talk about a deal." ”

She didn't wait for Qingniang to reply, and said directly.

Qing Niang's eyes were disdainful at first, but after hearing the words 'Jiang Yuan', her eyes first became ruthless, and as Jiang Niang put the back road in front of her sentence by sentence, she began to hesitate: "What do you want?" ”

Jiang Wu was stunned for a moment, and found that she could already say those two words calmly.

"The truth."

The girl looked at the woman opposite, her tone was calm, her eyes were calm, but there was a perseverance from beginning to end.

“...... How can I trust you? ”

Jiang Wu looked in the direction where Jiang Yuan left, and her eyes remained unchanged: "In the case of the curly situation, you can only believe me." I can answer you, and no matter what happens in the future, I will protect you. If I'm not mistaken, I've always wanted to become a monk—"

When she said this, she obviously felt that Qing Niang's eyes had changed.

Jiang Wu continued to finish speaking: "I went to the temple to pray for my grandmother before, and I met the abbot there. You don't need to shave your hair, just practice with your hair. ”

This sentence hit the heart of Qing Niang. She looked at the girl opposite, thinking of the woman who was as gentle as water and she was jealous.

Jiang Wu waited patiently.

In the last life, the young lady was able to do this for Jiang Yuanyuan in the end, but it was just a truth, now that her grandmother is seriously ill and even the house has begun to prepare for the funeral, Jiang Yuanyuan has been very embarrassed in the situation in the house, she knows that the young lady can't refuse her.

On that day, the young lady said for an afternoon.

When Jiang Wu walked out of Chunshanju, it was already dark.

Before she knew it, she listened for an afternoon.

Qing Niang did not start with the matter of her aunt and grandmother, but told her everything she saw about her when she came to the mansion.

It's actually a very simple story.

Just as she thought back then.

In order to occupy the money in the hands of her aunt, her grandmother drugged her aunt and Jiang Yu. My aunt struggled, and she couldn't even remember a lot of things afterwards, but when it happened, everything was irreparable.

When Qing Niang said it, her tone was very flat, as if she had told herself about it countless times over the years.

In the end, Qingniang was silent and said, "Third Miss, will you do what you should do with me?" ”

Jiang Wu didn't remember what her expression was at that time, but in the end she still responded softly: "I will do it." ”

A moon shone faintly on her in the sky.

The thorn that had been pricked in her heart for two years was completely pulled out the moment she walked out of the 'Spring Shan Ju'.