"I can't see through it either."
Jiang Hongwen poured himself a cup of wine. "Ting Lin and I have known each other since we were naked. He was born into a noble family, with imperial power. There are countless women in the world who want to be close to him. I have never seen him be so attracted to a woman. If it were anyone else, I would be less grateful. But she just looked at it coldly, without feeling any relief in her heart.
. "
Shi Lei's mouth was filled with bitterness. His identity is not enough to give advice to King Shou, he can only listen.
"You said she was ruthless, and she was indeed ruthless. She trampled Tinglin's sincerity under her feet time and time again. You said she was affectionate, but she was so fucking affectionate. Not only did she save people from thousands of miles away, but now she had to sacrifice herself and give up the imperial power. In Tinglin’s hands.”
Jiang Hongwen thought about his resentment and took a swig, "Sometimes I really want to open her head and take a look. Is money and the hatred between the Sheng family so important? Do you have to let her give up her life?" "
Shi Lei sighed heavily, speechless and could only drink.
"How about I persuade her again and change her mind?"
Shi Lei shook his head, "I think so too, but can I persuade her?" This girl has been very opinionated since he met her, and he has always been the only one who listens to her orders.
"What should we do?"
Jiang Hongwen's eyes turned red as he thought about his brother's words.
The beauty of mountains and rivers, the beauty of power, could touch the sky with one hand. He didn't dare to confirm whether Tinglin would change his original intention for her when he reached that point.
If so, what would he do, personally send Gu Qingwan to the King Xian's bed and put on a good show where the thief shouts to catch the thief
His uncle's!
Why is this happening? Just thinking about it makes me feel flustered!
"Master Lei, Master Lei!" Jiang Hongwen couldn't wait for a long time and pushed him twice.
Shi Lei was stunned and fell drunk on the table.
Jiang Hongwen grinned angrily, "Damn it, Jiangnan people just don't drink."
No longer in the mood to drink, Jiang Hongwen got up and walked in the courtyard, when he heard someone talking.
As I walked towards Xun Sheng, I saw a woman in red clothes swinging on the swing under the moonlight, "Swing higher, swing higher."
"Miss, it's already the highest. You have to be careful not to fall."
"It's okay, I'm not afraid."
Anger welled up in his heart. He was miserable here, while the woman knew nothing and was living happily.
What an injustice.
Jiang Hongwen felt a little angry.
"Miss, the uncle and the seventh master are drinking. Do you want to persuade them?"
"What are you trying to persuade? I'm not trying to persuade you. Things in this world can't be solved by persuasion. You have to figure it out on your own. If you can't figure it out, no matter how much you drink, it's useless."
"Have you figured it out?" Jiang Hongwen couldn't help but speak.
Shi Songyin never expected that this voice would come out of thin air. He was startled, his hands involuntarily let go, and he fell straight back.
At this moment, the swing had reached its highest point. If it fell down... Shi Songyin resignedly closed his eyes.
The expected pain did not come. She opened her eyes and found herself in the man's arms.
Their eyes met, something was flowing in their eyes, and both of them could feel each other's strong heartbeat.
Jiang Hongwen was lost for a moment.
Shi Songyin struggled down and opened the distance between the two as soon as he landed.
"Ms. Shi, have you figured it out?"
Shi Songyin's face turned red. She could hear the deep meaning in these words. She bit her lip and nodded insincerely.
Jiang Hongwen looked at her crimson face, his heart trembled for no reason, and the words he had hidden in his heart for a long time blurted out, "But I can't figure it out?"
Shi Songyin raised his eyes, his eyes clear and clear of any dust, "What can't Master Qi figure out?"
"I can't imagine that a person's love can change so quickly. She hid it before others had time to reflect on it."
There was a buzzing sound, and Shi Songyin's mind went blank.
Jiang Hongwen lowered his head and smiled, and said: "Ms. Shi, can you tell me why this is?"
The moon's shadow is slanting to the west, and the morning light is bright.
Qingguan opened his eyes and looked out the window at the hazy scenery. Suddenly he felt a little cold, so he pulled up the quilt and rubbed his forehead.
There had never been a moment when she wished the man would stand beside her bed, saying nothing, just holding her in his arms to resist the cold night.
Since spitting out that mouthful of blood, she felt more and more cold and cold everywhere in the world.
Hypocrisy, greed, deception, fickleness, competition... are everywhere. Even the most sincere love is just an illusory paradise.
"Wan Wan, I want to be with you in life, and I want to be buried with you in death. I want us to be together in life and death. No regrets."
When these words came out of his mouth, the more she chewed them at first, the warmer she felt in her heart; but now... they were just ridiculous.
She had been childhood sweethearts with Su Ziyu for more than ten years, but she had never seen his true heart until her death, let alone Zhao Jingyan, the person who would one day be crowned the Supreme Being.
She couldn't tell whether the true intention hidden under the deep affection was utilization, betrayal, or selfishness.
She is not Qian Ziqi.
Qian Ziqi was lost in the man's love words, so she was doomed to tragedy, and she was Gu Qingkou. Her innocence, trust, and love were shot to death by that arrow as early as that snowy night seven years ago.
Unable to piece it together, only wreckage left!
Over the past seven years, one thing she has been thinking about day and night is to look into that man's eyes one day and ask him, "Why did you do this?"
But he never dreamed that the truth of the matter would be so cruel.
Therefore, she couldn't wait any longer and didn't want to wait.
Once Ye died, the sharp arrow of the Su family, the virtuous king, would have to spend three long years in its scabbard. Three years in a person's life is just a blink of an eye, but for Da Zhou, it is the most critical three years.
Because of that person’s body, there is no plan to wait for less than three years, and two years is the maximum limit.
As for the wise king
snort!
Her identity is not that of an ordinary woman. She doesn't even need a tattered mat to cover up all her crimes by throwing it into a mass grave.
She is the nominal seventh grandma of the Jiang family, a female doctor appointed by the emperor, and a famous golden doctor in the south of the Yangtze River. If something happens to her, the officials in the court, the disciples of the Jiang family, and the people in Jiangnan who have received her favor will all stand up for her.
Let me ask, how can a prince with dirty morals and bad conduct be worthy of sitting in that position? Once Zhao Jingyan ascends to the throne, the Su family will only be in the pocket.
Gu Qingguan closed his eyes and looked extremely peaceful.
Su Ziyu—
I would rather sacrifice myself than push you to hell. Only hell is your final destination.
"Miss, Miss Shi is here."
Yueniang's voice suddenly sounded outside. Qingguan's eyes narrowed for a moment and said: "Let her in quickly."
Shi Songyin came quietly, looked at Gu Qingwan with watery eyes, then without saying a word, took off her coat and got into Qingguan's quilt, and put her arms around her waist.
Qingguan stroked her cold cheek and whispered: "What's going on? Who bullied you again?"
Shi Songyin said nothing, but held her tighter.
Qingguan didn't ask much. It was obvious that this girl hadn't slept all night. She must be hiding something when she came to her at this time. With her temperament, she might not be able to hold back half a cup of tea.
Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, the people around him became silent. Looking down again, she half-closed her eyes and was already sleeping soundly.
Gu Qingwan couldn't help but smile, and the depression in his heart was swept away.
There is neither hatred nor resentment.
After tucking the quilt for her, Qingguan closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
There was no movement in the Qingguan room, but Jiang Hongwen couldn't sleep in the other room.
He must have been having a nightmare to say something like that out of nowhere. He watched her running away in panic, and felt really worried for her.
It was all in vain, what should she do if she fell
She fell, does that matter to you
Jiang Hongwen was startled suddenly, got up from the bed in panic, and walked a few steps back and forth in the room, still feeling his heart beating fast.
No one knew that the moment she fell from the swing into his arms, he had the urge to lower his head and kiss her, and then added viciously, "You girl, don't you know the danger of swinging so high? Do you want to scare her?" Kill me?"
Why is this happening
What's wrong with tendons
Jiang Hongwen took a few steps, his manic heart slowly calmed down, he opened the window and leaned against the window pane, with a wry smile on his lips.
Tinglin, Tinglin, Master Qi, I have never missed you so much for a moment.
When you are not here, who can listen to my thoughts
Yin Daimei woke up, reached out and touched, and was shocked to find that there was no one around her.
"Jasper, Jasper!"
Biyu entered the room, hung up the tent hook, and said, "Miss, are you awake?"
"Where's my uncle?"
Biyu looked sad and said: "My uncle is in the mourning hall and has not returned all night."
"Mourning hall?"
Yin Daimei woke up with confusion in her eyes. After a moment, her mind froze, and then she remembered that Mr. Ye passed away yesterday.
She sat up from the bed and asked, "How many hours did I sleep?"
"The young lady will sleep for an hour."
"Hurry up and wash up for me. I'm late, but I'll be talking about it."
Biyu stamped her feet angrily and said in a hateful voice: "What's the matter? I'll die sooner or later. But the young lady died on her wedding night. I'm so depressed."
"Shut up." Yin Daimei said sternly, "If you say that again, go back to the British government."
Biyu's face turned red, tears fell down, and she choked with sobs: "I just feel sorry for the young lady. A woman only has one wedding in her life, but the young lady doesn't even have a bridal chamber. Other people's marriages are going smoothly, but when it comes to the young lady, it is extremely bumpy. , what a ghost.”
When Yin Daimei heard this, she was stunned. How could she not know that she had been looking forward to the wedding for so many years, but she never imagined that it would end like this.
Thinking about the sad place, the tears fell down.
"My slave, it's all Gu Qingwan's fault. Those few words she said made Madam mad to death."
"Really? Why haven't I heard this?" The curtain was lifted, and Su Ziyu walked in with a filial piety, with a hesitant look on his face. Yin Dai frowned and hurriedly wiped her tears and explained: "Ziyu, this girl is outspoken. You don't want to be on the same level as her."