Chapter 1912

"Young master song doesn't have to follow me anymore. I love her very much and won't do anything to make her suffer." Wei ziyao said lightly, quickened his pace and left. He didn't want to talk with song yunshuang at all.

The emperor of Guangyao hall stood for a long time, then turned back and went to the inn to find Xiao Jin.

Knowing that Xiao Jin has left, Yan can only think of a place to go, that is, the Wei mansion. He is waiting in the Wei mansion. It's not long before he sees Xiao Jin coming.

When she walked in, she didn't even find him there. She just sat down quietly, supported her chin, and silently lost her mind.

This is Wei ziyao's study. Everything is in order, just like that scholar.

Looking at her, Yan has no choice but to keep silent and watch her quietly, so that she can be alone.

After sitting for a while, Xiao Jin stood up, walked slowly from the desk to the bookshelf, looked at the same thing, picked up his writing pen and held it in his hand, imagining the appearance of his buried writing.

The slender hand is holding the body of the Jasper pen, which makes me think deeply and smile.

Thinking about it, she laughed herself, couldn't help but pick up the ink block and moisten it with water.

The more the ink is sharpened, the more thick it is. It is not suitable for writing at all. If he is there, he will laugh at her.

Let go of her hands. She lowered her head and looked at her hands.

These hands are used to hold the peerless weapons, refine the best elixir, and take the lives of strangers But it's not used to grind and write.

She is proficient in martial arts classics and medicine making secret collection, while he is proficient in four books and five classics.

She was cold and bloodthirsty, and he was kind and kind.

She and he, it seems, never should meet.

Is it really not a person of the world, so how can not be blessed?

Her sad and depressed expression makes Yan feel very sad. He has promised her that he can let her stay with Wei ziyao. He doesn't care. He will wait for him as long as he lives.

But why is she still so unhappy?

Yan doesn't understand. He wants to show up and cheer her up. Wei ziyao must be sad to see her so sad.

He hasn't moved yet. Someone is approaching outside. Listen to the footsteps. Wei ziyao should be back.

Xiao Jin also heard his voice, and suddenly came out from behind the desk and sat down in the guest seat, pretending nothing happened.

Yan Zhi sighs: what a stupid woman. How can this stupid scholar love her when she pretends to be so strong? All men like to protect the weak. As long as she shows a little weakness, he will be reluctant to let her go.

But Xiao Jin never seems to let himself show his weakness.

Wei ziyao pushed the door in, saw her at a glance, stood at the door for a moment, then slowly turned to close the door.

"You're back." Xiao Jin stood up and even put a smile on her face. She looked like this, with a slight frown on her face.

Wei ziyao nodded, turned around and said gently, "there are some things in the palace that have kept you waiting for a long time."

Some A polite tone of estrangement

"It doesn't matter," said Xiao