Spring Banquet Chapter 67: Funeral for Lu Jingxing

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Jiwu nodded: "I understand what the shopkeeper thinks, but I am afraid that your highness will..."

"What's wrong with her?" Lu Jingxing narrowed his eyes, "If she dares to get involved with Jiang Xuanjin unconsciously, I will break her leg too!"

...Today's shopkeeper Lu seems to be particularly irritable. Wu shook his head and sighed lowly: "If you say that, if she squinted, who can stop it?"

Lu Jingxing thought for a while, and closed his eyes in pain: "This ancestor is really deadly!"

"You have a good rest first." Wu Gongshou said, "His Royal Highness has our care over there, so don't worry too much."

He can't do anything even if he is worried now! The stitched wound on his body is still bleeding, and people can't sit up, they can only sulking.

Li Huaiyu is good everywhere. It's just that the eyesight of men is very poor. She didn't like so many faces. She didn't like him, and she didn't like him. She was indifferent to him. The Ziyang Jun.

To be honest, Lu Jingxing still doesn’t understand what Jiang Xuanjin’s goodness is besides that face. At first glance, he is a person who is not considerate. If it were him, how could he even be pregnant with his wife? Do not know at all.

Jiang Xuanjin sat in the carriage, silently looking at the tree trunk that was falling backwards outside the curtain.

"The arrangements have been made." Ride a horse back to the side of the car to return to life with him, "After half an hour, someone from the yamen will go down the mountain to collect the corpse."

The **** who issued the decree and the twenty guards who escorted them all died at the hands of the "bandits" and did not reach Hanshan Temple. In this way, even if it is impossible for Ziyang Jun to resist the decree.

Faith returned, Jiang Xuanjin gently tapped on the edge of the small window next to it: "Don't let the old lady know."

"Subordinates understand."

The wheels rolled quickly, and the carriage was very bumpy. After looking at him for a few times, he finally couldn't help but said: "Master, what are you doing so quickly?"

Jiang Xuanjin said quietly: "If you get to the border city earlier, you will be safe earlier."

Is it for safety? Chengxu shook his head: "Are you... still remembering Madam?"

"No." The answer was decisive, Jiang Xuanjin said coldly, "She wants to go by herself, what do you remember about her?"

With my wife for half a year, I didn't learn anything else, and my ability to lie and not blush really increased a lot. He sighed and sighed for fear that he would become angry, so he didn't say much, so he wanted to go back and see where the rest of the Jiang family had gone.

However, as soon as the horse's head was turned, a cold light pierced through the air, and the scalp was numbed by the screaming sound.

"Careful!" Yu Feng on the cowl gave a low voice, and immediately reined in his horse.

"Qiang——" Chengxu fell back on his horse, dodge the short arrow, his eyes suddenly sharp, he drew the long sword from his waist and looked at the place.

In the deep woods, the wind is moving and the sea is surging, and the cool air is infiltrating.

The surrounding guards became alert, Yufeng got out of the car, and held the curtain path: "You have injuries, don't come down."

The emperor's reaction was faster than they thought, and the **** was declared not to return for two days, and the assassins followed one after another. Jiang Xuanjin lowered her eyes and twisted her fingers, and smiled low.

At the age of fifteen, Li Huailin is really an emperor.

Unfortunately, this time, he, who is a master, may not necessarily be a disciple.

In the moist and cool autumn breeze, it suddenly smelled of blood. Jiang's carriage was surrounded by more and more assassins, and the guards stood by the carriage with knives, all ready for a **** battle.

Jiang Xuanjin raised the curtain of the car and looked at it, but she was suddenly in a bad mood.

This place is really like the woods on the road to Bailong Temple.

"Kill—" someone yelled.

Both Chengxu and Yufeng blushed, and they confronted the culprit. Knowing that there are not as many people on their side as the other, the tricks they use are all fatal in one blow, saving effort and trouble.

However, the situation was so chaotic that they caught them off guard. The two people who had always cooperated very well were rushed away by the numerous assassins on the opposite side, and each landed in a crowded place.

"Yufeng!" Chengxu frowned, looking at the carriage behind while separating the big knife from the front.

Someone broke through the fortified defense line and got close to the car. He was about to lift the curtain when he started--

Yufeng itself is difficult to protect, can not stop it, can only shout: "Protect your lord!"

The assassin who opened the car curtain was overjoyed, and the guards in front were all entangled. As long as he sent in with a single knife and took Ziyang Jun's life, wouldn't he be able to get promoted and make a fortune...

"Bah!" The curtain opened, and the person inside made a quick move. He punched his knife, grabbed the edge of the car door, and kicked him off the shaft of the car.

The sky was spinning, and the assassin fell to the ground and stared at the man coming out of the car.

The screams of **** killings are everywhere, and the rare bright moon breeze in front of us, this Ziyang Jun is really handsome, and his long body stands on the car shaft, even when life and death are at stake. Can't help but want to stop and look more.

What do you say in "The Fu of Ziyang Beauty"?

It's angry like a dragon going out to sea, even though it's horrified, it looks even better.

The assassin looked dumbfounded, and didn't notice when the knife arrived in the opposite hand. I just wondered, is it a pity for someone like Ziyang Jun to die?

Before I thought of a reason, my throat suddenly felt cold.

He wiped the assassin's neck mercilessly, Jiang Xuanjin drew a knife and looked at Chengxu's side, and greeted him with a step up.

"Your Majesty?" Chengxu was taken aback, seeing the murderous expression between his eyebrows, both rejoicing and worrying.

Fortunately, the monarch who really moved the murderous heart, does not need them to protect, but can protect them. But the worry is, it's good, why is he suddenly so angry?

He seldom kills people himself, and when he is forced to do so, he will always subconsciously leave a way for people to survive. However, at the moment, Jun's hands are more ruthless than them, he sealed his throat with a knife, and the swords are extremely accurate, like Yan Luo returning from the underworld, which makes people shocked to look at.

The blood of the assassin splashed on his side face. He frowned. He wanted to wipe it off with his sleeves in disgust, but he glanced at his sleeves and put it down again for some reason, discarded the bladed knife, turned his head again Taking the sword, he whispered: "Retreat back!"

Still going further? There must be a lot of assassins behind!

Thinking about it for a while, and said: "If you are worried about the safety of the people in the Jiang Mansion behind, we will split into two forces. You move forward, let's go and see the old lady in the back..."

In the middle of the conversation, he closed his mouth when he saw the look in your eyes.

"Withdraw!"

In this fight, neither side took advantage, but the best time for the assassination was lost. Not only could Ziyang Jun not be able to kill, but it might also kill them. Seeing that the situation was wrong, the assassins didn't plan to chase them anymore, watching them retreat, they also gradually concealed into the woods.

The carriage behind it didn't go fast, and it was far away from them. Fortunately, there were enough guards. When Jiang Xuanjin rushed over, the two sides stuck together, and the people in the carriage were well guarded.

"What's going on?" The old lady was puzzled, sitting motionless in the car, looking nervous.

Jiang Shen accompanied him, pursing his lips and said: "What Jiang Bai said may be true. Your Majesty wanted to get rid of his third brother. He took the order and returned to Beijing. He will not end well; , Jiang Mansion will also be assassinated, so I really don’t want to survive."

Old lady Jiang frowned: "What are you talking nonsense?"

"It's not nonsense." Jiang Shen sighed, "It's true. Otherwise, why do you think someone who is like the third brother would do such a rebellious thing?"

The old lady looked dazed, obviously he didn't want to understand, but Jiang Shen understood the meaning of Li Huaiyu's words before leaving, and he was embarrassed.

As I was thinking about it, the curtain was opened.

"Father, second brother." Jiang Xuanjin whispered from outside the car, "Sit down and hurry."

The green amber robe was sprinkled with bright red blood, the old man Jiang was startled when he saw it, and asked anxiously: "Is it hurt?"

Jiang Xuanjin paused slightly and shook her head: "Other people's."

Realizing that he had reacted too much, the old man coughed slightly, and his face was gloomy while holding the dragon's head.

Worry about this kind of shame? Death is also fate!

Jiang Xuanjin didn't expect to be forgiven. Seeing that they were all OK, she put down the curtain and got on the horse, and led people out of the encirclement.

The fight is endless. The corpses lying on the ground are assassins and Jiangfu guards. Fortunately, half an hour later, all the carriages in Jiang Mansion left the woods.

The sun rises, and above the court, Qi Han went out and said: "Your Majesty, the emperor has a decree, and the ruler of Ziyang is ordered to serve in Beijing. But now, the ruler does not abide by the imperial decree, and goes to Ziyang with Jiang Mansion. The minister thought that such actions were indeed suspected of being unfaithful."

"Mr Ziyang returned to Ziyang, but he did not report it to his majesty." Liu Yunlie said, "As far as the minister knows, the emperor has done a good job in destroying the rebellion, and his majesty also awarded an decree to the marriage, but the emperor did not seem to accept the decree."

This is so euphemistic that everyone who hears it knows what it means.

Prince Ziyang resisted the decree and took his family back to the fief. This clearly shows that he is rebelling against the Holy Order, don't have a plan!

Li Huailin sighed: "Why is this..."

"Your Majesty, the minister has his own play." Bai De re-entered and said, "There is news from the outskirts of Beijing that there have been two fights at the foot of Linjiang Mountain. The ten guards all died under the bandits. The other was an assassin from an unknown source who killed many Jiangfu guards."

The **** who issued the decree died at the foot of the mountain, and Jun Ziyang did not receive the decree at all. After the assassination, the people in Jiangfu didn't return to Kyoto, but went to Ziyang. The reason for this can be understood by those with more thoughts.

Where is Ziyang Jun wanting to oppose this? I'm afraid I know the origin of the assassin, so I dare not go back to Kyoto.

Of course, this is just the thoughts in the minds of the ministers, and cannot be said on the surface, so Qi Han and Liu Yunlie still have the upper hand: "Jiang Mansion is assassinated, can Ziyang Jun go to Ziyang without returning to Kyoto? What is the reason?"

"Regardless of the reason, it is a fact that the king did not return to Beijing, and it really failed his majesty's trust."

As soon as Han Xiao and the others leave, and Ziyang Jun leaves, the court is the world of the party members. Bai De knew that a single tongue was no match for a crowd, and he was simply silent.

So Li Huailin logically said: "All the Aiqing are so afraid of Ziyang Monarch, but I still believe him more. To show my heavy reliance, this imperial decree of marriage will be another time."

"Your Majesty is benevolent and righteous."

"Your Majesty is magnanimous!"

Qi Han and Liu Yunlie complimented in unison, but Bai De listened carefully, but secretly said badly.

The emperor made two imperial decree two times, which seemed to be love, but in fact, he forced Ziyang Jun to a dead end. Once he resisted the decree, the emperor could set the name of Ziyangjun to rebel and gather all the prefectures to conquer him.

What can I do?

Li Huaiyu was drinking old chicken soup when he heard the news. Chijin’s cooking skills are very good. The chicken soup is boiled so fragrant and strong. She reluctantly drank several mouthfuls before moving her mouth: "What do you think Ziyang Jun will react to? ?"

On Wudao: "Since he has come to Ziyang, there is no reason to go back."

"If you don't go back, don't you just sit down in the name of rebellion?" Bai Ai shook his head, "Jiangshang is the Jiang family after all. He wants to give it a go, and the Jiang family will not agree."

"Is it possible for Qi Qi to return to Kyoto to die?" Qingxian snorted, "That's really a loyal joke."

Not to mention, in the eyes of the world, the Jiang family is such a loyal and stupid image, and everyone will not be surprised that this kind of thing should happen.

Huaiyu held his chin and listened, squeezing the chicken soup. Seeing that they had begun to discuss what the emperor would do after the Jiang family returned to Beijing, he smiled and interrupted: "How long has Ziyang Jun been to the border town?"

Wu has the final say, answer: "I have more than one day."

"What did he do?"

"The people who settle in Jiangfu, and the border town are on the agenda." Wu raised his eyebrows, "it seems to have prepared a lot of dry food."

That said, it really doesn't look like you are going back to Beijing to die. Qingxian let out a "hey" and touched his chin and said: "Then we have a good show?"

Looking at it this way, you have to fight.

After seeing the bottom of a bowl of chicken soup, Huaiyu wiped his mouth, looked down and said: "The Northern Wei Dynasty is going to be messed up, let's go back to the old nest quickly, and we will have a few days of leisure."

Wu nodded and frowned again: "We have no carriages. The four city gates are all with wanted portraits. Shopkeeper Lu is seriously injured. It may be difficult to leave now."

Huaiyu asked, "Did the doctor say that you have to lie down because of Lu Jingxing's injury?"

"Yes." Wu nodded, "So if he is asked to go out of town by car, maybe..."

"It's okay, I can do it!" Li Huaiyu clapped his hands and stood up, "Keep him out of comfort!"

The eyes of everyone in the room were full of admiration when they saw her, and she was truly a clever majesty! There is still a solution in this dilemma!

However, an hour later, there was a coffin in front of them.

"How?" Li Huaiyu patted the lid of the coffin triumphantly. "There are quilts inside, which are warm and comfortable. Keep him lying down and out of town!"

Everyone: "..."

Yu Wu suddenly felt that shopkeeper Lu's temper was really good. His Highness hadn't strangled them for so many years, he was really compassionate.

"Li Huaiyu, don't you think I can't move now, so I can't beat you?" Lu Jingxing trembled with anger, "I'm not dead yet, you are going to give me a funeral?!"

Huaiyu tied a white cloth on his sleeves while comforting him: "It's not really a funeral, a stopgap measure! Who made you hurt so badly?"

"You are wanted, and I am not wanted!" Lu Jingxing gritted his teeth, "I can go out of the city by myself, and I will meet again when I go out!"

"How do you want to get out?" Huaiyu raised her eyebrows, squatting on the bedside to sign with him, "You have to let two people carry you if you don't lie down on the coffin, right? Shopkeeper Lu was carried out of the city, such a suave man. Does it look good?"

Thinking about that scene, Lu Jingxing fell silent.

Men don’t need to be handsome, but they must be vigorous! How could he show his dying appearance in full view of the dignified first romantic son of the Northern Wei Dynasty?

"Then let's lie down in the coffin." After thinking for a long time, he gave in, "You are prepared."

"I'm doing errands, don't worry!" Huaiyu grinned and pulled the white cloth on his sleeve. "Let’s discuss it all. You are a certain treasurer in the south of the city, so Wu and the others will pretend to be the funeral family. , The ceremonial guards are all out, so you can leave right away!"

Looking at her, Lu Jingxing asked: "What are you pretending to be?"

His survivor? Then you should change into mourning clothes, just this little bit of white on the sleeves...

Having loosed her hair, Huaiyu tied a man's hair bun casually, tied the hair band, and replied roughly, "Your father."

"..."

Just Wu and the others were waiting outside the door to lift people, and they heard an angry shout from the room: "Li Huaiyu!"

"Oh, oh." Dodging the pillow he threw hard, Huaiyu said with a hippie smile, "I can put a portrait of my face on the gate of the city. How can I get confused if I don't put a beard as your father? Wow? , Don’t get excited! Don’t be a father or an uncle..."

The screaming voice inside was very intense, so Wu listened, hesitantly turned around and asked: "Are you going to persuade?"

Everyone nodded. His Royal Highness is still pregnant, and she can't hurt her asshole.

So Li Huaiyu dodged and saw the door suddenly opened. The four faces that have the best relationship with her crossed the threshold together, and neatly bowed their hands towards Lu Jingxing: "The shopkeeper's anger."

"Look, they are still good to me!" Hiding behind the chair, Huaiyu was very moved.

Lu Jingxing narrowed his eyes, half-supported and looked at them: "Why should I calm down?"

The four people looked at each other and replied in unison: "Accumulate virtue and do good!"

Li Huaiyu: "..."

There is no funeral atmosphere in the yard. Those who are making trouble, and those who don't know think it is the Chinese New Year. Princess Danyang finally recovered her former virtues, patted the table and shouted: "I don't mind preparing more coffins for you so that you can all lie down!"

Lu Jingxing sneered: "Just Wu, prepare one for her, she is not in good shape, she should lie down."

"Dare you!" Huaiyu squeezed his beard and put it on his face, "I'll change to a white beard later and be your grandfather directly!"

"You should just whiten your hair together, and treat it as my ancestor." Lu Jingxing curled his mouth.

Wu and the others laughed, covering their mouths and daring to let His Highness notice, but Huaiyu's eyes were sharp, and when she saw it, she akimbo: "You are in the same way!"

In the voice, there is a seven-point feint and three-point smile, like a child who is angry with others, carefree and carefree. Drifting over the high fence, was swept into the sky by the autumn wind.

Outside the wall, Jiang Xuanjin stood silently, listening to the voice inside, and sneered.

Everything was ready, Huaiyu was also disguised, everyone finally went out, and the long funeral procession went straight to the West City Gate.

"Don't worry, I will start crying when I get to the gate of the city." Huaiyu stood by the coffin and said to Wu. "Generally speaking, people at the gate of the city don't stop the funeral, but if he stops by any chance, , You should stuff money, say good things, and you can always get out."

Wu nodded, everyone was not particularly nervous, after all, few people could think of this method, and there shouldn't be any mistakes.

However, when they reached the gate of the city, they were still stopped.

"The official is good." Qingxian stepped forward, took a pack of silver and stuffed it into the hands of others, "My master is rushing into the soil, you are checking them one by one, how long will it take to delay?" /

Weighed the weight of the silver twice, the guard at the gate lit up and wanted to let go.

"Stop." A general walked over, looked at him, and turned his head to Qingxian, "There are orders on it, you have to check the gates of the city."

The guard was taken aback, and hurriedly threw the silver back into Qing Xian's hand like a hot potato.

Qing Xian was stunned and glanced back.

So strict? I thought that Lord Ziyang would go on a pole with the emperor, and the emperor's order in the land of Ziyang would not follow too much. If they were to interrogate, they must recognize a few of the people in the portraits.

Huaiyu was crying fake, and when she saw it, she walked up tremblingly, hoarsely and said in the old man's voice: "Are you still not humans? My son has died so miserably, do you have to interrogate?" /

She has a mustache on her face, her face is sallow, and she is hunched over, really like an old man.

The general looked at her with a complicated expression, and just as he was about to say something, someone sneered above his head.

The voice was so familiar that Li Huaiyu became stiff as soon as he heard it.

Qing Xian raised his eyes and saw Jiang Xuanjin standing on top of the high tower, as if looking at the distant scenery. But he was so overwhelming, he made it clear that he had found them, but he didn't say it directly.

Can't go.

Huaiyu squinted his eyes, somewhat inexplicably. Just don't help her, she thinks of her own way. But what does he mean to stop him instead?

"It doesn't seem to be a good day today." She turned her head and said, "Go back and guard the spirit again."

Rather than being exposed here on the spot, it's better to leave soon.

The funeral team adjusted their heads and started to walk back. However, after not taking two steps, someone from behind followed and gently pressed the coffin.

"Isn't it about time?" Jiang Xuanjin's face was full of ridicule, "My lord will give you a ride?"

Just Wu and others subconsciously protected Huaiyu, Huaiyu darkened his face: "No need."

"Why? Not to be buried?" Jiang Xuanjin said with his eyes on the coffin, "Isn't it time to go into the soil for peace?"

You should be safe!

Knowing that he was looking for faults deliberately, Li Huaiyu didn't bother to pretend, and stood up straight and said with his original voice: "The Lord does not want to deal with your Majesty, but he has time to embarrass me?"

The general standing at the gate of Houtou city looked over with a puzzled look.

Jiang Xuanjin glanced at him, her eyes dimmed, and she didn't have time to explain, she just said: "If you don't go out, then you have to go to my lord."

Go to him? What is the difference with the sheep into the tiger's mouth? Lu Jingxing in the coffin couldn't listen anymore and pushed hard against the coffin board.

Aware that something is wrong, Jiang Xuanjin stretched out her hand and pressed the lid firmly.

"Would you like to go?" He was a little impatient.

This is Ziyang, his site, he said to go, does she refuse to be useful? Li Huaiyu snorted, brushing his sleeves very coolly and authentically: "Make a way."

She wants to see what else this person wants to do.

Seeing that the team was moving again, Jiang Xuanjin said to the person behind him: "The one at the gate of the city."

"Understood!" Chengxu nodded, and went retrograde with the team, before returning to the city gate, he arched his hand at the general, "My lord, please, the county guard."

Ziyang is in his name. Although Ziyang has never been in the future, everything in Ziyang is reported to him by the county guards every year, and then he is dealt with. Therefore, when he came, the county guard of the city immediately surrendered, and clearly stated that there were eyes and ears of the emperor in the city.

Li Huaiyu's trouble is good, his eyes and ears are directly exposed, telling him to catch it upright.

Looking at her profile, Jiang Xuanjin pursed her lips. Most of this person thought he was the one who stopped the funeral procession, and looked a little annoyed.

He didn't explain much. It's good to have a misunderstanding. If he said that the city gate can be entered and exited at will, then she must have gone with Lu Jingxing and the others.

The place where Mr. Ziyang settled was the county guard mansion, and he lived in the huge courtyard alone. When Li Huaiyu went in, he pulled the beard off his face, and then asked him and the others to fish out Lu Jingxing for air.

"What do you want to do?" Li Huaiyu asked straightforwardly.

Jiang Xuanjin said: "It's okay for you to rest in the border town for a while."

"Stop?" Huaiyu glanced at him, "Did you receive the news from Kyoto?"

The emperor really got up with him. Is this city a place to rest?

Pour a cup of tea, Jiang Xuanjin said: "Don't worry."

Who is worried about him? Are you worried about your own fate? Huaiyu wanted to say more, but looking behind him, she suddenly felt something was wrong: "Where is Yufeng?"

In the past, Yufeng Zong and Chengxu stood together. They came from the gate of the city all the way. Why didn't they see the shadow of Yufeng?

"He's going to work." Chengxu replied, "Madam can rest here at ease."

He looked at them suspiciously, Huaiyu stroked his chin in thought.

The emperor’s imperial decree was issued very quickly, he wrote his own seal, and handed it to the newly appointed general Hu Benzhong, who sent him to lead two hundred guards to Ziyang Border Town. The arrangement is very appropriate. Takeshi declares the decree and brings no more and no guards, which is both style and deterrence.

However, they did not expect that this group of people encountered an ambush when they were approaching Linjiangshan. More than two hundred people, only three or four people escaped and returned to Beijing, reporting the tragedy tremblingly.

"Ambushed again?" Li Huailin's brows were twisted into a ball, "More than two hundred fine guards, none of them can resist?"

"There are so many bandits, there is really no way to escape." The wounded guard said, dying, "Please send your majesty to collect the corpses for the brothers..."

Li Huailin's face is ugly. If these people died in Ziyang, he could have a saying, but why did they die under the Linjiang Mountains?

It must be Ziyang Jun who did it. He knew that no one except him would risk intercepting the imperial edict. But when he came to this hand, there was no evidence left. Even if he went to the court and said that Mr. Ziyang was wrong, no one would believe it.

What a dumb loss!

In extreme anger, Li Huailin still didn't believe in evil, and sent a few more teams to issue the decree.

However, whether it is a team of three hundred or five hundred people, there is no return to Linjiangshan.

The whole court was in an uproar, thinking that there must be a huge den of thieves under the Linjiang Mountains, otherwise how could it be impossible for anyone to get through? Someone suggested that Linjiangshan should be sealed off first to reduce casualties. Some people also suggested sending troops to put the thief's den in one fell swoop.

Li Huailin grinds his teeth straight on the dragon chair, what a den of thieves, he really sent a large army over, and he will definitely be empty! Not to mention wasting troops, but also being tricked by people as monkeys.

I was upright, his eyes suddenly swept to Bai Dezhong, who was standing quietly down his head.

Li Huailin's eyes lit up, and he suddenly asked, "The second lady of the Bai family, hasn't she been out of the pavilion yet?"

Bade Zhong was distracted, and was startled when he heard the sound, he went out and bowed his hands: "The minister is ashamed."

Bai Xuanji is already over nineteen years old. The Jiang family has never mentioned the marriage, and no one else has come to propose marriage, so she can only stay in her boudoir.

Li Huailin was stunned, and then smiled: "Master Bai has been loyal to the country for so many years, so he should have some preferential treatment."

Jingwei kills when he says kill, what about the Bai family? Does he kill or not?

Bade looked back at the emperor's eyes again, and suddenly felt a little creepy.

It was calm in the border town, and I haven't seen the shadow of the imperial edict. Li Huaiyu and others stayed at the county guard house, and all of them didn't look pretty.

"Are you sick?" Lu Jingxing leaned forward and sat in front of Jiang Xuanjin, and said with a calm face, "I'm not a person at all, why do I have to force one place?"

Jiang Xuanjin slowly spread the map on the table: "My lord is going to the main city of Ziyang, you are going to Danyang, starting from the border city, all in the same direction."

How come you are not all the same?

Lu Jingxing squinted: "You know what I mean is not."

One is Ziyang, who is loyal to the king, and the other is the eldest princess who has been forced into desperation by the emperor. Maybe these two people will hold swords at each other again, so what are they still mixing now?

Jiang Xuanjin turned her head indifferently, and looked at the few people outside the window who leaned together and muttered.

Li Huaiyu and Qing Xian squatted together in a circle. They looked thin and small, and they didn't know what they were talking about. Qing Xian, who was next to him, suddenly put his hand on her shoulder.

Jiang Xuanjin stood up with her eyes darkened.

"What are you doing?" Lu Jingxing followed his gaze and snorted, "They are intimate, can you stop it?"

Li Huaiyu's temperament, the more he stops, the more he gets stronger.

Jiang Xuanjin didn't answer, she walked to the floor vase in the room, stretched out her hand and pushed--

There was a loud bang, and the finest porcelain fell to the ground, falling to pieces.

The movement was so loud that everyone outside was startled, Huaiyu stood up and looked into the window, Qingxian had to put his hands down.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

"It's okay." Jiang Xuanjin said indifferently, "accidentally knocked down a bottle."

Lu Jingxing was irritated and smiling: "Where is this bottle? It's obviously a jar!"

The kind of vinegar!

Why do you think Jiang Xuanjin is weird? Knowing that the calculating emperor is also a person who does big things, but he is born in such a small thing, and it makes people laugh and cry like a child king.

Man’s possessiveness is really the most deeply ingrained thing that has nothing to do with feelings.

Huaiyu looked at Jiang Xuanjin weirdly, and then at Lu Jingxing who looked strange, and after holding back for a long time, he persuaded: "If you have something to say, don't quarrel."

Who has quarreled? What's the matter with the tone of persuading the young couple? Lu Jingxing rolled his eyes and thought for a while, suddenly came a little bit of energy, and beckoned to her: "You come over and help me."