Chapter 301

In another side hall just two corridors apart, warm fragrance is curling up from the copper auspicious animals. The woman is playing with the red nails. On the table, there is a piece of red jadeite inlaid with bright pearls. There is also a cool tea. Obviously, the master is not interested in tasting the tea, but just sitting quietly in a trance. There was a low knock on the door outside the wing room.

Slowly the wind passed, and the woman returned to her senses and said, "come in."

Creak, the door rang, and was slightly closed. The visitor put the candlestick on the table, gave a salute, and stood on the side. "Miss, your martial arts are getting better and better. Even when you are distracted and meditating, you can guess it's me."

The woman's face is pretty good, reflected by the warm light, a bit of soul grabbing Ming Yan, "this is the burial palace, you should call me a little Lord."

"Yes, little Lord."

"If you have something to say, sit down and say it."

The old man in the door said, "yes." One side chose a stool to sit down, "I see the little Lord has not been able to sleep for a long time. ——What's on your mind

"You are the old man who my father arranged to take care of my daily life. You can't hide anything from you." I don't know why, but it seems a bit bleak. "Sometimes, I think you know me better than myself."

The old man swept along the woman's eyes and saw the jade pendant on the table. His face changed slightly. "How can I find out the old things again?"

Women don't open their eyes, but the topic can't get around this jade pendant, "do you still remember how the jade came from?"

The old man pondered for a long time, considering whether to say it or not, and finally guessed the woman's expression and said, "subordinate... I vaguely remember that it was sent by that person."

"Not bad." The woman nodded and sipped a sip of tea. Only then did she find that it was cold in her throat. With a helpless smile, she put it on the table again.

"It's a pity that he and I are left with this jade pendant."

The old man said something he shouldn't have said. The young master is a man who wants to achieve great success. Now he should not see him in public or private. What's more, he is a deep-seated man. He made the whole city a storm and embarrassed the young Lord. Who knows what his heart is? Who knows whether he really loves the young master or takes the opportunity? "

Silence between the two people diffuse, red candle burst out a light, the old man seems to realize something, suddenly kneel down.

"My subordinates have violated the law. Please punish me."

The woman waved her hand weakly, "how can I not know what you mean? The old love is the most destructive, because it can't be retrieved again..."

the old man snorted coldly.

"Today, the little Lord sent a letter to Jiang chenbi, asking her to save people. According to his subordinates' opinion, it's unnecessary. If you wait for a moment, after the high priest disposes of the boy, the little Lord's family is the only one. At that time, I'm afraid he'll rush to please the little Lord. Wouldn't it be better to make a wedding dress for others now

"Yes, but I'm afraid he will die under the high priest's hand. As you know, he was seriously injured when he came out of Chaofeng villa. The fight for the throne is not fair

The old man fixed to look at the woman, a long time before bowing, "little master house heart benevolent."

The woman naturally knows this situation. In this situation, benevolence is not a good word to praise, but she just rubs her eyebrows. "Do you think I've lost my sense of propriety for a man? No, I have my own opinion. They are not as married as they thought. I helped Jiang chenbi this time... "

her vermilion lips slightly opened," she will return it sooner or later. "

Looking at the woman's face, the old man seems to have recovered her former appearance, bright and dignified, but it is like the main palace. She can't be offended. With such a long sigh of relief, "the little master is as smart as ever, so I can rest assured."

"There is no one else here. Take off your human skin mask." The woman sighed, it was the tiredness after the sharp edge converged.

The old man seemed to be hesitant. After looking at the woman's eyes, he said respectfully, "my subordinates obey." He groped behind his ears and tore off a thin layer of human face. In an instant, all the wrinkles and gullies disappeared. He was a handsome young man.

The woman held his slender white hand on the wooden table, traced the lines of his palm with her fingertips, and said in a low voice, "ah Zhao, you are always the most gentle and careful. Sometimes I think, I really owe you, let you live under this mask all your life. ——Do you regret it? "

The moon was as light as water and fainted in his eyes and eyebrows. It was like a gentle country, which could temporarily forget the disputes in Wulin and the dilemma.

"I don't regret it." The man shook his head, "my subordinate's life is given by miss. No matter what Miss wants to do, I will do my best."

"Even if there is no retreat, there is no result?"

"Even if there is no retreat, there will be no result."

That Wang gentle moonlight then in amber eyes sparkling, "little Lord, please believe me."

The woman leans on his shoulder, and his body is specially scented with incense, which is very reassuring. The man knows that I am tired, so he helps him to the bed and changes clothes for me orderly.He knew it. He knew it all the time.

Even if she tries her best to gamble on her family life, she will not get a trace of favor except for her master and servant.

Even if she held his hand, she was intoxicated, as if the heart had been shaken for a moment, he could not profane the gods in his heart.

The woman's slanting apricot eyes twinkled with a faint drunken smile and asked, "ah Zhao, do you think I'm stubborn if I don't hit the south wall and don't turn back? It's clear that I have power and appearance in my hands. What man in the world can't get? " Not waiting for him to answer, the woman said, "in fact, I sometimes hate him. I hate him for giving me a little bit of affection, so I believe it. I hate him for being meticulous and disturbing my mind... But he saved me... He also did it for me... Ha, this man."

He Zhao stayed for a while and hung his head and said, "my subordinates are loyal to you with one heart. I only think that the young lady is a person of temperament, generous and kind."

The woman played with two words and sneered, "a man of disposition..." for a moment, I didn't know if it was sad or happy. "What you are loyal to is the burial palace, the future palace master's position, but not me." He Zhao's face was embarrassed. His drooping eyelashes trembled slightly. It seemed that he wanted to say something between his lips and teeth. Finally, he didn't say it. Instead, he blew out the candle, tucked in the quilt for the woman, and retreated quietly as usual.

Lu Yunjian had a strange dream, dreaming of an old friend a long time ago. The dream is trivial and bizarre. The reason is that he should not take it seriously.

He dreamt that he came from the sea market, that extremely intelligent young man, Zhou Lingtao.

The young man was silent, his eyes and eyebrows were naturally cold and delicate. His lips were red as fat, and his eyebrows were a little cinnabar. When people saw him, he praised his appearance. He seemed to dislike such praise. He looked more gloomy and insidious when he met the eyes of good people.

It is the beauty of weariness beyond the world of mortals.

Lu Yunjian remembers that a group of people went south to Suzhou. On the way, they stopped at the pub and went to visit the youth themselves.

Zhou Lingtao doesn't like noise. His bedroom is arranged in the corner of the corridor.

He knocked on the door for three times, but no one paid attention to it. He could not help but wonder. Even though he was tired, the young Zhou family was not a man who could sleep soundly and couldn't stand up. So he pushed the door and entered. There was no light in the house. The green curtain was low and dark. Only when a yellow peach screen was turned around, a sharp drink came from behind, "who is it?"

This sound, such as exciting spring, such as rolling jade, is the child of Zhou family. Lu Yun picked up the curtain and said with a smile, "it's me." But I saw the young man in a white robe, sitting on the couch with his knees crossed. He was exercising his power and regulating his breath. His hair was covered with ink, his silver crown was tied, and his end was like a proud pine. His body was like a bamboo. At the moment he opened his eyes, the red color in his eyes matched his eyebrows. He was rebellious and charming.

Lu Yun feels strange, but he can't say what's wrong.

"I see that you are entering the country for practicing martial arts. I dare not disturb you. Ling Tao, are you hurt better than you did during the test

Young bed finishing lapel, smell words slightly nodded, "has no big problem, but I hope it is not good."

Lu Yunjian strange way, "why is this?"

The young man touched the sword wound on his belly, and suddenly showed his face and smile, revealing a tiger tooth at the corner of his mouth. He was naive and evil.

"Because I want to remember this sword that Yan Yi gave me. It's not too late for a gentleman to revenge. I want him to return it a hundred times and a thousand times one day."