Chapter 281： Tell you a secret

Jiang Si suddenly rushed into the house and stunned Ah Man who was peeking through the door.

"Auntie, girl?"

The girl didn't panic when she went to Jinshuihe to kill and set fire. What did Young Master Yu say to make the girl panic?

Jiang Si turned a deaf ear to Aman's shouts, and was full of what Yu Jin had just said: I don't like any saints, and I am pleased with the four girls from Dongping Bofu-Jiang Si.

Her first thought was impossible.

At that time, Yu Qi approached her with a completely strange attitude at first.

She was wearing the identity of the saint Asang. Although she was guilty, she comforted herself even if the man thought it was Asang that pleased her. Anyway, the one who got along with him from beginning to end was Jiang Si, and the one who became more and more familiar with him was Jiang Si. , It is Jiang Si who is happy with him.

She can't mention a single word in the past in the capital. For her, the identity of the saint is a new life and the possibility of regaining happiness. Since she wants the identity of a saint, why bother about a name in her favorite population, the other party's delight is that she is enough.

But later I learned that Yu Qi had known Ah Sang a long time ago. From beginning to end, he knew that she was not Ah Sang. At the beginning, he assumed a sparse posture to reduce her guard and make it easier to approach her.

The saint is dead, and it is also a comfort to miss the departed sweetheart through a woman who looks similar to the saint.

This was said by Asang's close servant Ulan with a sneer in a contemptuous tone.

She didn't want to believe a word from other people's mouths, even if she accidentally found Asang's portrait in a hidden secret in Yu Qi's study, she still did not give up.

In fact, at that time she knew that what Ulan said was likely to be true.

That portrait has been around for some years. The girl is still in the twelve or thirteen-year-old cardamom years, with bright eyes, white teeth, snow-skinned black hair, and a red mole on the center of her eyebrows, which is especially bright, adding a bit to the little girl who has not yet grown up. tender and beautiful.

At first glance, the biggest difference between her and Asang was that Asang had a red mole between her eyebrows, but she didn't. The red mole was spotted when she replaced Asang's identity.

What's more, there is one thing that Jiang Si can't deceive herself: she never met Yu Qi when she was twelve or thirteen years old. If she had to convince herself that the girl in the painting was her instead of Asang, it would be not only ridiculous, but also sad.

She seems like she can not be liked by others, and can be calculated as a substitute for others, but she cannot be a sad and ridiculous person living in an illusion.

This is probably the source of her pain, so much so that all the good Yu Qi has done to her can't alleviate this endless pain. Even the better the other party treats her, the more angry she is.

Later, when she heard him say that it was the saint who was pleased with her own ears, she completely died and confessed her life.

At that time, she thought more than once that if everything started again, she would never be with this **** again when she hadn't moved her heart, or even if she hadn't married him yet.

And now, he actually said to her that he was always pleased with Jiang Si.

Jiang Si raised his hand and gently touched the center of his eyebrows with his fingers.

It is smooth and flat, there is no mole, and there is no possibility of admitting mistakes.

Are his words believe or not?

Jiang Si leaned back against the wooden door, and couldn't stop shaking.

She might still believe it.

Although the **** has a thick-skinned face and doesn't want to spread money when talking about coaxing people, she still understands one thing: when he says something with that look and tone, he is serious.

If so, what happened in the previous life?

Jiang Si closed his eyes, a gloomy look appeared in his mind.

It was the melancholy of the previous life, compared with the youth that has not completely faded away from now, he had grown into a youth with increasingly cold eyebrows at that time.

When she was indifferent to him, the man who was cold and frosty in front of outsiders showed grievances like a beast, and then used such eyes and blushing love words to soften her heart.

At that time... did he like Jiang Si too?

Jiang Si has never felt so at a loss since her rebirth, even more at a loss than the fate of Yong Changbo and his wife is completely different from the previous life.

Countless thoughts repeated in her mind, she left the door of the room in a daze, walked inward, and sat down at the table of the Eight Immortals in the hall, holding a cup of herbal tea and drinking.

Aman was really frightened by Jiang-like reaction. He quietly glanced at the master, tipped open the door and slipped out, hurried to Yu Jin, pinched his waist and asked: "Yu Gongzi, what did you say to my girl? , Scared my girl like that?"

It was as if the young man who had been subjected to the fixation technique finally came back to his senses following the question of the little maid, and rolled his bright black eyes slightly.

Speaking of it, he was frightened. Just now, A Si suddenly got up. He thought he was going to be beaten...

"You can talk!" Aman stomped anxiously.

Yu Jin glanced at Aman faintly, and walked past her into the house.

Aman chased after her, and shut her out with a bang at the door.

Aman rubbed the tip of his nose, turned around and sat down on the stone steps, holding his cheeks to ponder: According to her experience, the girl will not suffer. Besides, Yu Gongzi has not only a good-looking face, but also a good-looking face. The big dog with the money bag, for these two advantages, she quite hopes that the girl and Yu Gongzi will be married.

Yu Jin walked in step by step, came to Jiang Si and sat down opposite, but the other party still had no response.

"Really scared?"

Jiang Si blinked and fixedly looked at him.

The expression in his eyes was too complicated, as if thousands of emotions were fused together in a pair of exquisite bright eyes, almost unable to hold, enough to drown the people looking at it.

Yu Jin was at a loss for a while and murmured: "I just clarified the misunderstanding and didn't force you to accept me immediately. Why are you so scared?"

Because showing your heart frightens your sweetheart silly, probably few people in this world can do it, right?

The girl's eyelashes trembling lightly, finally reacted: "What you just said is true?"

just?

Asi asked, does he really care who he really likes? Doesn't this mean that Ah Si has him in his heart!

A trace of secret joy instantly hit Yu Jin's heart, making his heart beat rapidly.

He can hear his heartbeat, and so can she.

"Is it true?" Jiang Si asked again, as if exhausted the courage of the past and present.

Opposite the tall and handsome young man raised his hand, rubbed her head lightly, and sighed: "Silly girl, what am I doing to you. If I like a saint, I am boring in front of you every day. doing what?"

Jiang Si opened his mouth, and didn't ask the question: Maybe it's because the saint is dead?

In this life, she has no reason to know that the saint is no longer alive.

At this time, she heard Yu Jin say in a calm tone: "Tell you a secret."