Chapter 312

Jiang chenbi looked at the man's eyes without any evasion, "I know, I just want to match you. In any case, you should bear criticism because you are with me. They may mention me as a person buried in the world palace, not the fourth miss of the Jiang family whose origin is unknown. "

"Match each other... What makes a good match?" Yan Yi murmured to ask out this one sentence, just look at the front in the illusory, "with this whirlpool is the right door?"

Jiang chenbi said with a smile, "from my point of view, if I draw a rune and you dance a sword, you will be on the right track."

The man suddenly stops walking, she also stops, I two people looked at one eye, and each hastily don't open eyes. She suddenly thought of the man's sweet lips and teeth that night, and felt the burning heat on both sides of the cheek, a burning pain.

Yan Yi unconsciously quickened his pace, as if afraid that someone would catch up with her. She had flowers in her skirt and a smile on her lips and teeth. It seemed that he could see a ray of light in the dark, but he did not dare to get close to her. He was afraid that the light would disappear if she approached.

"Girl, don't laugh. I advise you to think carefully. If you regret, tell me at any time, and I'll go to the high priest to make it clear." This is the only way.

But Jiang chenbi said, "I'm not joking. I'm happy with a bosom friend and a man who can handle mountains and rivers. "

The girl's plain clothes are slender, standing in the wind and saying softly.

"I'm not afraid of jokes, and I'm not afraid, you know, I hope that man is you. Yan Yi, I want to understand that since the road ahead is doomed to be unpredictable, let's go down together until the sky is shining and the sun is shining

These days, because of "being sick", Sanskrit did not have to rise at sunrise and practice sword at sunset. Yao Guang even proposed to go out for a walk.

After so many days of hard training, fanyin almost made up for all the hard debts she had owed in the palace for many years. She made an exception to wear a Feige Ruyi cloud pattern Pipa sleeve jacket, and even the cigarette skirt was scarlet. Yao Guang looked her up and down.

"Are you in time for the Lantern Festival?"

"Master! You, you... Hum, my clothes are made by twelve embroidering women in the colorful embroidery workshop

Yao Guang nodded and said, "no wonder, it seems that clothes should also be selected."

Sanskrit:...

after she was speechless, she looked up and down at Yao Guang. The man was dressed in a plain long coat and patched. She was not as satisfied as listening to the clothes of Fengwu. She could not help but be very dissatisfied, "master, is it really wrong for you to go out of the street with me? You need to dress like this? "

Yao Guang opened the folding fan and said with a faint smile, "if you look good, do you still need to care about your clothes?"

This is not a lie. Even though he is wearing the most tattered clothes and sitting upright in a wheelchair, pushed forward by Xiaohan, many girls still cast their warm eyes and watched him all the way. Even with the two eyes of Sanskrit, his looks were all suspicious. It's strange that the man had a good skin bag of God's mercy.

At that time, they were walking on the long Baishi arch bridge in Gusu city. Under the bridge, the river was murmuring, and the lanterns were sinking and floating. They could not tell which one they had put. There were many wine shops on both sides of the river, which were full of joy and prosperity. There was an endless stream of passers-by.

Fanyin curled her mouth and felt very uncomfortable. Who didn't regard her as the Pearl of her eye and miss Qianjin when she was in the palace? These women are the same. Look, look, what can I see? Isn't he two eyes and one mouth? But I understand this, said sour, as if Yao Guang only allowed her to look like a person.

All of a sudden, Yao Guang took her hand. The palm was extremely warm, with a little bit of roughness peculiar to martial arts practitioners. Sanskrit's eyes widened.

"There are so many people, don't stray." Yao Guang naturally said, "follow me to a place."

Sanskrit said, "where is master? Is it time for us to eat? "

"No Yao light's voice is very light, a little red between the eyebrows.

"I'll have a new face."

In a small shop on the corner of the street, the shopkeeper is chatting with the boy. It's nothing but the gossip in the Wulin. It's all about the old things. When the interest was strong, Xu Mou caught a glimpse of Pianran and entered the shop door in green clothes, and raised his voice and said, "what, guest, you will wait a moment, jiu'er will show the guests tea! Xiaoliuzi, you go on to say, what happened to Mr. Zhou? Was it assassinated? "

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The hot tea served by the boy was put on the table by the man in green. The shopkeeper's sudden surprise, this just realized that neglected the guest, just wanted to come forward to make amends, but saw the man's face under the candlelight. To tell you the truth, this is a picture of God's mercy. His eyebrows are like a distant mountain, and his eyes are like autumn water. He is dressed in ordinary blue shirt, but he is like a man coming out of the Chinese ink painting. In the middle of his eyebrows, there is a faint cinnabar mole. ***"What can I do for you? How do I address you? "

Both Sanskrit and Xiaohan, standing at the door, heard the conversation of the first shopkeeper. They did not expect that the world should be so coincidental, but the right Lord was here. Fanyin couldn't bear to see these people chewing their tongue behind their backs. He lowered his voice and asked Xiaohan, "sister Han, will master be angry? I don't think we're going to kill people here? "

Although she asked this question, she had a vague look of expectation. She was listening to Fengwu first. She was the only one to fight against. She had to be careful not to hurt the girl. She was eager to try because she had never seen Yao Guang's real hand before in Sanskrit.

Xiaohan shook his head and said firmly, "Sir, you won't do it."

"Why?"

Xiaohan didn't explain a lot to Sanskrit. Maybe she didn't understand that even though she had explained it to the girl, "Mr. Zhang has kept a low profile for so many years, he won't expose it in a small place."

Sure enough, Yao Guang's voice was indifferent, as if the person who had been criticized first had nothing to do with him, "can the cabinet master have a good prescription, let me change my appearance temporarily?"

"For example?"

"Ugly." Yao Guang's thin lips opened and closed, and said that most men in this world would like to beat him.

"At least, the ugliness is gone."

After coming out, Yao Guangjun's face turned black three degrees, his eyes were small two circles, and there were a few funny pockmarks on the bridge of his nose.

"Good." He fumbled back to his wheelchair. "It's just that my eyes are small. I'm not used to it." He took out a silver note with a face value that was enough to make one's tongue smack, and put it lightly on the desk. "Thank you, I'm going to leave. Today's affairs, except the shopkeeper and the second brother, others don't know anything, right? "

The shopkeeper nodded again and again, "yes, yes, I understand. Young master, I'll push you out. By the way, do you want me to take you back to your house? "

Yao Guang's voice was cold, "no need."

Out of the shop, maid Xiaohan immediately came up, saw Yao Guang's ugly natural face, how strange, finally still can't adapt, chuckle out.

"You are wronged, sir."

Yao light look light, "nothing to be wronged, life, this bag is the most useless thing." After he finished, he took a look at his apprentice and said, "keep up."

Fanyin was stunned for a long time and realized that Yao Guang took her as a child and led her away. She blushed for a long time in vain!

When I arrived at the dragon and Phoenix building, I chose a seat next to the teacher who listened to the book. However, there were not many diners in this restaurant. There was no peony and swallow dish, which was the favorite of Sanskrit. Yao Guang said, "Xiaohan, go and buy it."

Yo! When is Mr. Yao Guang so considerate to himself? Sanskrit supported his chin and unconsciously showed a smile.

"Miss, I don't think you and this young master have ordered wine. Our bamboo leaf green is the ancestral house. It's sweet and moist, but it's not good. Would you like two or two?" All of a sudden, a little boy came up to greet fanyin earnestly. He could not touch wine in Fengwu, but fanyin was a little curious, "that...

" Sanskrit. " Yao Guang coldly gouged out the boy. His eyes were like an ice blade. He put the swallow in the cloisonne lotus soup dish on the table. "If you want to drink the soup, I'll teach Xiaohan to buy it. Do you want to touch the wine?"

"I, am I not asking?" Fanyin saw that Yao Guang's face was covered with a layer of frost, but felt that the wine salesman was extremely pitiful, "you go down."

After dismissing the boy, Yao Guang's face was still not improved. He didn't know what kind of melancholy and resentment was on his eyebrows. He even said, "eat quickly and go back to Fengwu after eating. It's late."

Fanyin protested, "but we haven't been to baiyun temple yet?"

"Choose another day to go," Yao Guang urged her, "eat quickly."

"Master!" Fanyin pushed the table up and finally couldn't help throwing the spoon into the pot. The soup splashed everywhere. "Do you think it's very unhappy to be with me? I have chosen clothes with my heart for so long, but you have to wear the most worn ones. You are not allowed to order a drink. You urge me to go back before I finish eating! "

All the diners around were watching, and Sanskrit ignored him. After saying this call, he folded himself and went downstairs, "you don't like me. I'll go." She didn't dare to stay any longer. Tears were rolling in her eyes. She would cry in front of Yao Guang in the next moment. She didn't want to!

Yao Guang quietly looked at the table has not moved the meal, Huang Chengcheng soup is still steaming, after a while, told Xiaohan to push the wheelchair to chase out. Fanyin intended to get rid of him, and the faster he went, Yao Guang was always in a position not far or near behind her.

"Sir..." the look of Xiao Han revealed some worries.

Yao Guang whispered, "don't talk. Just follow her. "

Xiaohan rarely bumped into each other, "did you move your mind?"

Yao Guang sneered, "impossible." His answer was quick and decisive. He didn't know whether it was to persuade Xiaohan or to convince himself. He stared at the back of a girl who was not far away. His smile even had a three-point gnashing taste, "it's just a chess piece."Xiaohan slightly goes down the eyelashes.

"Do you know, sir? Yanjing mutiny. "