After all, it is New Year's Eve, and everyone is full of wine and food, and they have to go out to watch the fireworks together.
Jiang Xuening was a little confused.
She roughly remembered what Yan Lin and Shen Zhiyi had come to say to her, and she replied as usual, but when she turned around, she didn't remember anything. It wasn't until the cold wind in the courtyard blew his face that he suddenly woke up.
The banquet is over.
Everyone went to see the fireworks.
On the pretext of being sleepy not to be with them, she went down the corridor alone. But at this moment, when I looked closely, I realized that this was not the way back to my house, but the way to Xie Wei's courtyard.
The lanterns of Chinese New Year are lively and colorfully hung in the outer courtyard, but it is cold in this secluded place.
Branches with fallen leaves slanted across the corridor.
The dim light fell on her feet, smearing her figure to the ground.
Jiang Xuening really didn't want to think about it, but Shen Zhiyi's words always echoed in her ears during the banquet, lingering and disturbing her.
At that time in the palace...
Who knows her birthday, and who has the ability to call the imperial pantry, and how could the little eunuch send a bowl of noodles to Yangzhizhai without knowing it
Not the most likely one.
Then, the person who has this ability but should not have this possibility becomes the only person who has the possibility.
How ridiculous is that
She stood still in the corridor, her fingers hanging by her side trembling.
Past life and present life, all kinds of reasons and experiences have gone through my mind.
At one time, it was Xie Ju'an's laughing, erratic phrase "empress's self-respect" in the late-night palace ban, and at another time it was Chu Xia Bi Reading Hall, he held her as if he was ruthless, forbearing the almost begging sentence "Jiang Xuening, don't go" …
Suddenly it was snowing again.
It was he who pinched her neck hard in the dark cave, and then turned, it was the golden steps in Kunning Palace's hair that fell to the ground, gradually dyed by the winding pool of blood...
That kind of pain, that kind of cold, seems to have never left her because of her life.
Jiang Xuening raised his hand and pressed the side of his neck hard.
It was as if the surging blood was cut by a sharp dagger. If you didn't hold it tightly, there would be a gust of blood flowing out, which was so painful, so painful.
Even the scars Yan Lin brought in her previous life, she has not forgotten, how could she be willing to jump into another mountain of knives, another sea of fire
From the moment of rebirth, some things have been deeply imprinted.
She is doomed to be impossible to completely escape from the past.
Without those pasts, there would be no Jiang Xuening today.
Even if she met in a previous life, it can be regarded as her own fault and cocoon, but in the end it was he who forced her to kill!
The things flashing in my mind are still changing.
Jiang Xuening almost arched his back from the pain, and bent down, only vainly walking, turned around and stumbled, trying to find his way and go back to his room.
I just took two steps and recalled that day.
Xie Wei asked her how Shen Zhiyi deserved her to go through fire and water for everything, and when she answered, "His Royal Highness is very good to me", Xie Wei's eyes were silent and watched her for a long time...
The footsteps could not help but stop.
That kind of tormented feeling captured her, making her feel an inescapable pain, and she endured it to the extreme, but instead it became a sudden burst of determination.
Some things are no longer what she wants in this life.
Although it is said that he has lived two lives, the two lives together are only twenty-seven years, which is more than a year less than Xie Ju'an in this life. Besides, how could she be compared with Xie Ju'an's talent
If you don't make it clear and clean up, you will be the one who suffers after all.
Jiang Xuening stood in the cold silence for a while, slowly clenching his fingers, forcibly dispelling the trembling that climbed up, turned around again, and went to the other side of the corridor.
The shadows of trees under the eaves are sparse.
In the past, Jianshu, who was always guarding outside Xie Wei's gate, had no idea why he was standing outside the courtyard with his sword in his arms tonight. When he saw her figure, he was startled: "Miss Ning?"
Jiang Xuening said: "I have something to ask Mr.
Jian Shu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to say something, but he glanced at her and didn't say anything.
This look is a bit indescribable.
But Jiang Xuening had something in his heart and didn't think about it. Seeing that Jianshu didn't answer but didn't stop him, he walked straight in from his side and stopped just before the closed door.
There was no light in the room, it was pitch black, and there seemed to be a faint sound of water.
She took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
The sound of water suddenly stopped.
Jiang Xuening was dazed for a moment, but still said, "Mr. Xie, if you have anything to do with the students."
There was no sound in the room.
She almost thought that the movement she heard earlier was her own illusion, and Xie Wei might have fallen asleep.
Just a moment later, I heard the sound of water, which was much more obvious than before.
The closed door quickly opened.
Xie Wei came out of the icy water, not even wiping off the water on his body, he just casually put on a pale green robe outside, most of his hair was soaked in water, and it was attached to his face, neck, and Adam's apple. All dripping wet.
He had no shoes on, and stepped on the ground barefoot.
The front of the Taoist robe was spread out, and there was no neat appearance in the past, and it went down along the Adam's apple, even revealing a sturdy chest. Thin lips pursed tightly, hands resting on the edge of the door, looking at her with a pair of eyes, making life feel a little thrilling.
Although there was no light in the house, it was pitch black, but there were lights hanging on the porch outside.
As soon as the light shone, Jiang Xuening could see him clearly.
Only then did my mind react: Xie Ju'an was actually bathing in the room just now!
She immediately knew that the timing was not good, and she hurriedly restrained her eyes. She didn't dare to look anywhere else. She lowered her eyes to her feet and said quickly, "Students are taking the liberty to come back another day."
Back when finished.
But Xie Wei grabbed her arm and imprisoned her firmly, only said: "So afraid of me?"
He was clearly immersed in cold water, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of heat on his body, but the palm of his hand that grabbed her arm actually sent an amazing temperature, and it was trembling across a layer of soft satin.
Jiang Xuening felt more and more wrong.
She reluctantly maintained her composure and said, "It was because of some unresolved confusion that I wanted to ask Mr. Sir. It was because he drank two more glasses of wine during the banquet and fainted, and he came to disturb him late at night. I hope that Mr. will forgive me."
Xie Wei listened to her still such a rusty tone, and when he heard the word "wine" in her words, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. The unhappiness that had accumulated since he left the banquet halfway through the banquet finally reached a peak, and it poured out majestic, making him exert force on his hand, and he dragged the person into his arms and kissed him with his head buried in it.
Jiang Xuening shivered from the cold lips soaked in water.
His wet embrace also soaked her with moisture, but her chest was tight and hot.
Intrusion of the lips and tongue.
Hidden anger.
There was no room for her to breathe, and the wind and rain were generally overwhelming, revealing an unprecedented danger. It was even worse than when he was trapped in a cave by heavy snow that day!
In addition to the anger, there is also a deep desire that makes people tremble.
He tapped the tip of his tongue against her teeth and bit her lips again, causing her to snort in pain, so he took advantage of the emptiness and forced her to lift her head to endure the deep kiss that almost suffocated her.
When his lips were divided, he could only breathe.
Jiang Xuening watched his stance that he couldn't listen to half a sentence, and knew that it was not good. He wanted to push him away, but he held him tighter.
A sneer appeared on Xie Wei's lips: "Now I know I'm afraid, I want to run. How about the courage to give me a drink without looking first?"
In addition to panic, Jiang Xuening was at a loss: "What wine?"
Xie Wei became more and more congested when he heard it, and was too lazy to explain to her. He couldn't help but pull her into the door, who was struggling to escape.
Jiang Xuening was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped him on the face. In the dark night, there was a "slap" sound, and he reprimanded coldly: "In the middle of the night, please respect yourself!"
Xie Wei turned his head slightly by her slap in the face.
She turned and rushed out the door.
However, Xie Wei's eyes were deep and cold, and he took a step ahead of her, caught her with both hands, and closed the door with a backhand, his body covered with water was like a wall, trapping her between him and the door In the narrow gap, he looked down at her condescendingly: "Self-respect?"
The room suddenly became darker.
Only the light from the porch came in dimly through the window paper.
His contours also appear murky.
Jiang Xuening opened his mouth to speak.
Xie Ju'an's hand was already clinging up along her slender waist, and he buried his head and pressed his lips to hers. His palms moved icy coldly, but his voice seemed to whisper: "Jiang Xuening, saints also have temperaments."
Although he forbade banquets, he could be disturbed by the seven emotions and six desires, which everyone shared.
It's just that he can endure it, and he doesn't want to let evil thoughts and desires invade his body.
But she brought a glass of wine tonight, which made him dirty. A bucket of cold water was submerged, and before it could be suppressed and relieved, her anger was in full swing, and she even came to him and dazzled him, without saying a few words, and her heart ached from her popularity.
At this time, how can you forgive her
Xie Wei had the intention of punishment, but the closer he got to her, the soft jade he touched, but it was like adding oil to the fire, but he made himself a little out of control.
Jiang Xuening's body is really weak.
He only touched him twice, and he lost most of his strength. His heart was flustered, wronged, and a bit of dark fear arose. A few low whimpers overflowed between his lips, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. .
Those warm tears fell on the fingers he pinched her jaw.
Xie Wei suppressed her movement and stopped.
At this moment, I really can't say whether I feel more pity or more anger. Almost the Bodhisattva had a heart attack and wanted to let her go. However, this anger has not subsided, and I really hate her and hate her, and I don't want to forgive her like this.
So he gritted his teeth, pinched her waist, turned her around, faced out, and pressed against the door leaf, pressing her tightly, but the kiss of her lips and tongue landed on her cool ear.
Jiang Xuening's legs trembled.
If he hadn't been pushed against the door like this, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to stand, let alone move.
Xie Ju'an's voice was particularly low, and he asked her harshly, "Tell me, what do you want to ask me?"
Jiang Xuening's fingers were weakly digging at the Linghua pane, and she only felt something singed in her waist and eye, and she didn't dare to act rashly. However, remembering her purpose this time, she finally said, "I want to invite you, sir, to make a bowl of noodles..."
The lips that landed on her auricle stopped for a while.
However, in the next moment, it turned into a bloody bite and landed on her white jade earlobe. It was more severe than before, leaving a clear tooth mark, and went to the side of her slender neck: "There are fools too. When you're smart, it's a pity that everyone who should be mad at you is already mad."
Jiang Xuening could not see his expression, but could only hear his voice, and felt a hand rustling behind her. At first, she was confused and didn't notice it, but when the breath that was spitting on her skin gradually became heavier and chaotic, she suddenly understood something.
There was a "hum" in my mind, and it suddenly became blank.
She barely knew how time passed in the confusion.
It wasn't until at a certain moment that he pressed heavily, resting his forehead on the back of her neck, biting the spine in the collar she pulled back with a bit of force, finally letting out a breath like something, she didn't know what to do. Suddenly, he woke up, shaking and shouting, "Xie Ju'an!"
However, Xie Wei had never done this kind of thing to anyone, and he knew that such behavior was not upright. When he was sober after a while, he knew that he was embarrassed. Before she had a seizure, he opened the door, pressed the back of her neck, and pushed her away. Going out, his voice was hoarse: "Remember to change your clothes tomorrow."
Then the door closed.
Jiang Xuening, who was pushed out of the door, couldn't believe what Xie Wei had done to him, let alone the "sage" that the man called him. He stood on the porch with messy clothes and floppy legs, and stretched out his hand behind him. A touch of the skirt made her cheeks suddenly redden.
All kinds of unconcealed shame flooded, and it was already out of anger.
When people were outside the door, she had long forgotten what her original intention was, so she couldn't bear to kick the door and yelled, "How dare you! Despicable, shameless, obscene!"
There was no movement behind the door.
Xie Wei bent his leg and sat with his back against the crack of the door, letting Jiang Xuening scolded twice. After a while, she could hear her stomping her feet, as if she was taboo that it was late at night, for fear of being seen, she repeated the phrase "dirty" through gritted teeth.
He lowered his head and thought about what he had just done.
After holding it for a few times, I still couldn't hold it back, there was a vibration in my chest, and I laughed out loud.