Chapter 336

At that moment, Li Jing couldn't help but shrunk a little, his muscles were tight, his eyes were cold, and soon recovered as usual.

Yao Guang looked at his eyes and whispered behind him. Just now I went into the palace to see the emperor. The emperor asked me a word, and I wanted to tell you.

Yes.

Lord, what is your loyalty? Are you loyal to your own master or to the master of the world?

Li Jingshun looked down at his eyes. The ointment seemed to burn his heart. His palms were wet with sweat. His subordinates thought that they should be loyal to their heart. Good birds choose trees and live in the same way. They can do their best and serve their master wholeheartedly.

Yao Guang but smile not language. Li Jing slowly turned around, his forehead was already in a cold sweat. He took a look at the bottle and said, "Yulu Ninghua ointment is not a tribute in the palace? I'm a lowly man. I've taken a lot of trouble. "

Yao Guang action, "you said this is boring. The tribute is no longer used by people. It's just a decoration. Can't such a large euze house afford the medicine money? " Before and after all carefully on the medicine, he will empty bottle put aside one side, "I have not served anyone, the next hand is not heavy, you don't blame."

Li Jing laughed bitterly in the bottom of his heart. God, there is nothing strange that he dares to see. He is afraid that he has seen a ghost today. He still dares not to reveal half of it. He said respectfully, "my Lord is very considerate, and I can't thank you enough. If there is no other command, my subordinates will leave. "

Yao Guang did not say let, also did not say not to let, but just sit in the sleeve, Li Jing Hang there. He closed his eyes for a long time, seemed to be careless, and then smile slightly with self mockery, "you and my master and servant have been separated for many years. Do not blame me for Sanskrit. "

Li Jing didn't speak. He looked gloomy and uncertain. He didn't know what to think.

And listen to Yao light leisurely sigh, "just. You know what I am. If your heart is not here, it will be useless for me to force me to stay. I can go out of the house and recover my freedom. From then on, I'll wait for the door to say goodbye. I don't have to see you again. "

After thinking for a long time, Li Jing knelt down and bowed to the leader.

"I don't dare to have different ideas. I just want to be loyal and do my best to repay you for your kindness, but I ask you to treat Sanskrit..." Slightly a meal, more cautious bow head way, "but please protect her comprehensive."

Sanskrit. Sanskrit. I'm afraid that Sanskrit is not a demon who has practiced for thousands of years, which makes one or two men crazy.

Yao Guang got up and helped Li Jing up in person.

It's natural.

Min'er comes to see Sanskrit.

At that time, Sanskrit was making a fire under the tree. It was simmering on one side and stretching out his hand to keep warm. The sparks were ticking the ground, burning a small piece of warm and hot light. His face was flushed, his hair was tied at random, and his clothes were covered with silk. The eyes are clear as water, and the complexion seems to be very ordinary.

Min'er always keeps a bright image no matter when and where she wears winter clothes, brocade butterfly skirt and silver mouse skin Cape. She wanted to take the warm hands of carved plum blossoms, but she carried the lunch box and simply gave up.

Sanskrit see her, only give a light look back, continue to fire.

Min son put down the wooden box carrying the dinner and said, "you are here, but you are free."

The voice of Sanskrit is a little hoarse, it seems that the cough is not healed. "How can leisure compare to comfort ronghua? You don't envy me."

Min'er choked and shook her head and laughed for a long time. "Sanskrit, you don't have to be hostile to me. If I really want to make trouble for you, I won't come to see you alone."

Sanskrit is just a numb but not the appearance of waves, shaped like a wood carving, "since there is nothing wrong, please go back, the terminal building is not a good place to go."

Min'er slowly picked up the ten fingers of the Impatiens and gently breathed, "haggling, you are just so. I really want to go, but before I leave, I have two words to make clear, so that you don't know why. "

Sanskrit said, "say." On the surface, she was still lazy, and half of her heart was dead.

Min'er said with a smile, "in fact, my husband asked me to go there that day, but it happened that I was not very happy, so he just temporarily replaced you. Sanskrit, you are too clever, but you are mistaken by your wisdom. "

Substitution, substitution.

Sanskrit slowly raised his eyes, eyes from a layer of mist, why so cruel? She thought the heart would no longer hurt.

"I don't care." As if to comfort herself, she murmured, "this is it. What else can I care about?"

Min'er shook the head and sighed, "you are really confused. I really can't understand you. It is clear that you have tried your best to adjust yourself to Mr. Zhang's side, but now you have to push three obstacles and make yourself noble. Don't you know that the men and women who are supported by the Enze family are to be used by your husband one day? Even if you don't know, didn't Li Jing and Wan'er tell you

It's like a thunderbolt after another, and all things are silent.

"I didn't tell you." Sanskrit shrinks her hands in panic. Her hands are warm with fire, but somehow the blood on her chest seems to freeze.

Min'er pressed her step by step and grabbed the lapel of Sanskrit, "they didn't tell you, OK, now I tell you. Fanyin, you look at me, you dare to say that you have no selfishness - do you dare to swear that you have no love for your husband? In fact, you don't want to do this in your heart, but you're just too shy to talk about it... " She held the Sanskrit's hair with great force, "as transparent as you are. If you really care about it, you really want to know, who can hide it?""Shut up Sanskrit rose abruptly, swayed for a long time and barely stood still. Pointing to min'er, her voice was hoarse and hard to distinguish. It was almost a roar that could be made by exerting force, "get out

"It's time for me to go. Don't worry. The dinner I gave you was made by my husband alone. It didn't poison me. I just want to say goodbye this time. You'll never have such a good thing again. "

Min'er finished his speech and left without waiting for a reply.

Sanskrit fell on the cold and hard land, the soil mixed with withered maple leaves, bitter and slightly fishy smell straight into the nose.

She slowly sat up and opened the wooden box sent by min'er, two meat and three vegetables, a wine cup, delicate dishes and steaming heat.

She suddenly fell the wine cup, picked up a piece of broken porcelain in her hand and lifted her arm. There were several thin veins on her thin arm. She only felt a tight sound in her chest, which made her jump violently.

Once she was also trying to live, ah, the original lost to this breath. Maybe everything was wrong at the beginning.

She did not dare to force, gently crossed a knife, suddenly closed her eyes, a long time to see, only a light red mark.

Afraid? Does she dare not?

Sanskrit's eyes were open, with her teeth in her teeth, her hands rising and falling, and she heard the tiny sound of skin cracking.

The pain was so sharp. She took a breath.

At first, it was just a thin red line, but she still didn't feel enough. She simply decided to make four or five times. The blood slowly oozed and gathered at the place where the skin turned over, and quickly condensed into blood beads, one or two, finally like a pool of spring eyes, bubbling out and flowing down the arm warmly.

Sanskrit leaned back on the locust tree, only to feel that everything was clear and clean. She could not help smiling. The vast white fog appeared in front of her eyes. It seemed that she had returned to the snow in her childhood. She wrote poems under the tree.

It's cold and shivering all over the body. It seems to be immersed in the dark deep well, which seems to be the dripping pain of that night.

What kind of voice is calling her in the distance A sound, especially gentle.