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On the evening of the second day after Yanchun Jun's death, in the room of Xueji Xueji, the concubine of Yan State Capital¡ª¡ª
"What are you looking at?"
Half of the fruit was eaten by Ka Zhi Ka Zhi, and she hadn't eaten for almost a whole day. Xue Ji felt a little better, and her appetite was indeed aroused. She just woke up, and she was a little angry at first, but now she finally regained some concentration. Only then did she realize that the little guy who seemed to be sitting on the table opposite, with his legs dangling, had been staring at her. If it was said that he was only attracted by her appearance, what was the matter with his hesitant expression several times?
"I found something, I don't know if I should tell you."
There was an obvious troubled expression on his face, but the hidden smile hidden in the corner of his mouth made Xue Ji vigilant.
"Is related to me?" She asked tentatively.
Seeing him nodding and opening his mouth, Xue Ji hurriedly said: "Stop it quickly, I don't want to listen!" She had a hunch that there must be no good things coming out of his mouth.
"Oh, forget it, I don't care."
Unexpectedly, he gave up all at once. This made Xue Ji feel a little uneasy, especially when she saw his rippling smile Xue Ji checked her body up and down, and then pretended to touch her cheek inadvertently But she didn't find anything wrong. What's wrong. She was a little annoyed, glared at him, and turned her head unwillingly.
"Go ahead." She still made the request.
At this moment, although she didn't see it, she could feel that there was a hateful smile on his cute little face that she hated Containing the pride of victory.
"Actually, it's nothing" Jingyu put down the fruit that was about to come to his mouth. Although he ate first, he didn't eat as fast as Xueji, and there was still more than half of it left. Washed up."
Xue Ji's body froze for a moment. As a woman, especially for her who has always been outstanding in dancing, and her every move reveals elegance and nobility This is no longer a small problem. It's just that she just didn't want to show weakness in front of that kid.
Crackling, she took another big bite of the fruit, and under his unbearable expression, she swallowed it three or two times. He proudly puffed out his chest, tilted his nose and snorted:
"My pleasure!"
"oh¡ª¡ª"
He made such a dragging sound, got up and walked to the other side of the desk where bamboo slips and brushes were placed. Grinding under Xue Ji's puzzled eyes, dipped a brush into the ink, and took out a piece of bamboo as if to write something on it The 'what' was read out by himself:
"Yan Wangxi was thirty-one years old, the concubine Xuege of Ji, the capital city, and a generation of dancers Xueji lived in her private house"
He glanced at Xue Ji, and was about to start writing when a gust of fragrant wind spread over the surface, followed by a scolding.
"No writing!" She snatched the brush, "You are not a historian, what are you jotting down?"
"Who said that if you are not a historian, you can't remember?" Jingyu staggered, slipped under her armpit, and even took a deep breath boldly. The rich and delicate fragrance of the virgin contained in it gave him an expression of enjoyment.
This momentary small movement made Xue Ji's face as white as snow, and imprinted with a peach-like red. He took two steps back, and when Xue Ji hugged her chest and stared at him out of women's reserve, he laughed, "I'll write it down to my children so they know what kind of person my mother is, isn't it okay?"
"Your child? Mother?" Xue Ji bit her pink lips, "Damn little thief, you"
"Hush¡ª!!"
Jingyu suddenly raised his finger at Xueji with a serious face, and pointed in the direction of the door. Xue Ji listened, but didn't hear anything, thought he was lying to her again, so she couldn't help sneering.
"Little thief, I won't fuck you this time"
Dongdong, two soft knocks on the door, interrupting Xue Ji's remaining words, and she showed a surprised expression. She looked at Jingyu again, he laughed silently again this time, his expression seemed to say 'how, there is indeed someone, right? ¡¯ It seemed to be reassuring her heart, allowing it to recover a lot from the beating At least, her tension was indeed a little less.
A layer of 'ice shell' that usually appeared on Xue Ji's body appeared again, and she asked coldly:
"Who is outside?"
This is so obviously different when treating him, which makes Jingyu's smile even more overflowing. Seeing his expression, Xue Ji gave him a slanted glance, then turned around to face the direction of the door. With her slim figure, even the beautiful figure behind her is pleasing to Jingyu's eyes.
There was silence outside the room for about three seconds, and then there was an equally cold and slow male voice.
"it's me."
A look of surprise appeared on Xue Ji's face, "What are you looking for?"
She guessed in her heart, could it be that the kid behind was discovered? Only then did she recall that it was still dark, and when she just woke up, didn't she see that kid walking in from the door? She glanced back at him again, as if scolding him: 'Do you know what your situation is now? He also ran out swaggeringly, and took the bowls and chopsticks, and stole the fruit. '
Jingyu innocently pointed to the small half of the fruit she held in her hand, "You are an accomplice", he told her with his mouth.
Xue Ji laughed out of anger, is this the time to talk about this? Unknowingly, she angrily took a bite of the fruit in her hand.
The reaction of the person outside the door seems to be always slow, and he can't answer right away, or is he thinking about something?
"Can you open the door and see me?" He asked through the door.
"You and I are different between men and women. If we talk about things, it's better to talk about things in a public place like the back hall." Xue Ji replied.
Feixue Pavilion not only provides a place for guests to enjoy delicious food and wine, and watch singing and dancing performances, but also a place for people in the pavilion to live This back hall is one of them.
There was another silence outside the door. With Jingyu's perception of listening to the voice of all things, the person outside the door has clearly raised his hand towards the door. His eyes narrowed slightly, if that person didn't know what to do and forced his way in, he would have saved himself a lot of trouble How could he have trouble persuading Xue Ji to go with him.
At this time, if there is some noise, it is natural to intentionally attract that person to break in Jing Yu, however, disdains doing so, and it will only make Xue Ji look down on him.
Unfortunately, the man let go of his hand again, "Okay, I'll wait for you in the back hall."
After he said this, he turned around and left, and made a faint sound of footsteps. When he walked away, Xue Ji lowered her head and suddenly turned to face Jingyu.
"He found you?" She asked suspiciously.
Jingyu shook his head, "Probably not, you know, I have always been able to hide my aura. And" He is domineering, but he can control the position of everyone in the entire Feixue Pavilion, so naturally he can easily avoid everyone. This point, however, cannot be told to Xue Ji now.
"Then he" Xue Ji still frowned.
"Hee hee Could it be that your voice is too loud for him to hear?" Jingyu sniggered unscrupulously.
"Who would!" she yelled.
Realizing that her emotions had been messed up by him again, Xue Ji stroked her forehead and shook her head, repeatedly telling herself to stay calm. After taking a few breaths, a hard 'ice shell' covered her whole body.
"Remember, this is not your home, and the current situation does not allow you to go out casually." She explained in a clear voice, turned and walked to the door, and said with her back to him: "And I don't want to Involved by you."
Jingyu asked before she was about to open the door: "Is that why you want to continue being a dancer here?"
Xue Ji paused for a moment, and sneered self-deprecatingly: "So what if I don't want to? I'm just a woman" She opened the door and walked out.
Jingyu stayed silent Troubled times, confidante (referring to beautiful women here), this is really a bad combination.
When Xue Ji knocked on the door again and pushed in, a quarter of an hour had passed. In her hand was a rectangular tray full of delicious meals. The expression of going out and coming in is almost the same, as if it is a finely adjusted beautiful doll.
"Come and eat." She knelt down beside the long reddish-brown table, arranged the food, and put down her bowl and chopsticks. Glancing at Jingyu, she saw that he was cleaning his black swordSuddenly, her expression froze, and her eyes were fixed on the thing Jingyu was holding.
"You, what are you holding?"
Her voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, it was icy cold. There is not only suppressed anger and trembling, but also extreme shyness and intolerance. There was a black murderous aura that was visible to the naked eye, and the snow-white hair fluttered without wind giving people a strong impression of a white-haired witch.
Jingyu seemed to be unaware of lifting the thing The ice-blue square-inch cloth was embroidered with a few white snowflakes, and there were four ribbons at the four protruding corners.
"I found it from the cabinet. I saw it was the most numerous, so I borrowed one." He said, pointing to the cabinet door that was still open not far behind him.
"Give it back to me, you little bastard!" Xue Ji couldn't hold back anymore and rushed towards him.
Jingyu was afraid that the black sword would hit her, and he didn't want her to take the object back so easily, so he leaned back and straightened his arms. Unexpectedly, the sword weighed more than 30 kilograms, and his body was small, so he was brought down by the sword without paying attention. And Xue Ji didn't stop in time, and pressed her chest on his face.
The softness at that moment made him a little lost intoxicated
(Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com)Yan Xueji couldn't bear it anymore and rushed towards him.
Jingyu was afraid that the black sword would hit her, and he didn't want her to take the object back so easily, so he leaned back and straightened his arms. Unexpectedly, the sword weighed more than 30 kilograms, and his body was small, so he was brought down by the sword without paying attention. And Xue Ji didn't stop in time, and pressed her chest on his face.
The softness at that moment made him a little lost intoxicated
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