Chapter 1146

"Ah Jin, thank you."

"We are friends. We don't need to thank you. As long as you like it."

"Of course I like it."

The sparrow held the sword and waved it again.

It's getting easier.

He said, "ah Jin, when I grow up, I will protect you. If anyone dares to hurt you, I will fight with him with this sword."

"Good!"

Memories come to mind, and even the birds can't help moistening their eyes.

But in fact, he seldom cries.

The only time I cried in my memory was when ah Jin disappeared during the civil war in Huyi.

Cried for a long time

And he always took the sword with him.

For more than 20 years, it has never been changed.

He firmly believes that one day, he will wait for ah Jin!

No wonder Baiyin and Jingrong said they seemed to have seen him before.

Originally, they already knew each other!

……

Ji Yunshu went back to Wen Mo Zhai again.

Chose a fine pen.

Take it in your hand and look carefully.

The shopkeeper knows that she left with Nanguo Hou just now. She must be someone she knows.

He asked, "young master, you don't look like Gao Ding. How do you know Master Ke?"

"Business," she said

"Oh? What kind of business do you do?"

"Picture the dead!"

The shopkeeper was stunned.

Thought she was joking.

It's the same story about painting dead people.

"Don't be ridiculous, young master. How can master Ke do business with you when you do such business?"

I don't believe it.

However——

Ji Yunshu suddenly had an idea. She turned her pen and asked, "since you say master Ke won't do business with me, who does he do business with?"

"Of course, it's something related to ink."

"Oh? Then it seems that master Ke is a scholar."

"Are you kidding? Master Ke is the southern Marquis of Huyi. Who doesn't know Gao Ding?"

Uh!

She was surprised!

Southern Marquis?

Shopkeeper, "childe? Childe?"

"Ah?" She's back?

"What's the matter with you?"

"Nothing!" Ji Yunshu shook his head gently.

The pen in her hand suddenly lost its center of gravity and fell off from her hand.

Hit the ground.

When she reacted, it was too late.

But he caught a glimpse of a hand reaching out and firmly catching the pen.

She looked up and saw Jingrong's face close at hand.

"You..."

What are you doing here?

Before he said this, Jing Rong handed the pen to the shopkeeper and said, "wrap it up."

The shopkeeper was stunned!

Where did this man come from?

Jingrong immediately took out the silver and put it in front of him. He said coldly, "hurry up."

"Oh, OK."

The shopkeeper quickly found a box and put it in.

Handed it to him.

Jingrong picked it up with one hand and took Ji Yunshu's hand and went out.

The snow is still falling.

He held her by his umbrella.

A tall and a short figure stood under the umbrella.

The steps were deep and shallow, printed on the thick snow.

Ji Yunshu raised his eyes and asked him, "Why are you here?"

He looked at her and said, "how can I relax when you come out alone?"

"I just came out to buy a pen."

"I said I wouldn't leave you alone."

She was moved.

Smiled.

Asked, "by the way, how are you doing with Baiyin?"

"No message."

have gained nothing.

Ji Yunshu said, "since Cheng Shizi has promised us, as long as I help him solve the case, he will help us find Chahe."

Jing Rong is silent.

The mind is heavy.

Ji Yunshu saw that he didn't look right, so he changed the topic, "you met a man today."

“……”

"Kercha!"

Jing Rong was impressed. He slowed down a few steps and said, "the man who gave you the jade pendant."

"Yes."

"How did you meet him?"

"Just now, he was also in the Wenmo studio. Then I went to the teahouse with him for a little chat. I also saw the child."

"The child who took the baby by caesarean section?"

"He is now two years old and has grown up a lot." With a smile on his face.

"So... You also said about the broken temple?" Asked Jing Rong.

"Said two words, but from his expression and tone of voice, he seems to have no idea. It seems that he may have nothing to do with those people." Ji Yunshu is not sure.

Jing Rong also looked at a loss.

Ji Yunshu said, "I talked to the shopkeeper just now. Guess what I know?"

"What?"

"Master Ke, it's the Marquis of the south."

Jing Rong's eyes tightened, his face sank slightly, and he was silent for a while. "Didn't you expect when I saw him? A person with a peacock tail on his body is either a royal family member or an aristocrat."

"That's true!"

"Don't think too much. Go back first."

"Yes."

After the two returned, Ji Yunshu bought a pen, no longer wasted time and began painting.

Jing Rong has been outside.

Stand under the eaves and watch the snow.

This watch lasted until the evening.

Song Zhi came over with two bowls of porridge cooked by himself.

"Mr. Jing, you've been standing here for so long. You'd better go back to the house."

Jing Rong looked back at Ji Yunshu who was painting and said, "it's all right!"

"Why don't you have some hot porridge? I just cooked it."

Give him one of the bowls.

Jing Rong takes it.

"I'll send it to Mr. Ji again."

As soon as he was about to enter, he was held by Jing Rong.

"No need."

"But childe Ji has been painting for so long and hasn't eaten anything. How can the body stand it?"

"If you go in now, you'll disturb her, and she won't drink until she's finished."

"Mr. Ji is too desperate."

More desperate, you haven't seen it!

Song Zhi had to forget it.

Jing Rong didn't drink much porridge either. He took a sip and put it next to him, gradually getting cold.

Song Zhi didn't leave. He stood with Jing Rong for a while.

They stood under the eaves and looked up at the falling snowflakes.

The snow glowed with stars against the surrounding lanterns.

Like the stars in July and August.

Extraordinarily beautiful.

For a long time——

Song Zhi asked, "sometimes, I actually envy you."

"Envy?"

"Yes!"

"What do you envy?"

Song Zhi thought for a moment, "I don't know, but I envy you very much."

Jing Rong smiled.

But with a trace of sadness.

He asked, "son song, have you ever been forced to take a road you don't want to take?"

Huh?

Song Zhi was stunned.

He began to seriously think about his problem.

Although he is poor, he has never been forced to go the way he doesn't want to go.

Even though he was too poor to cook, he refused to write those vulgar plays to make money.

So he volunteered everything.

He shook his head.

No,

Jingrong asked him again, "then you have had all kinds of helplessness, and even Brotherhood has become nothingness."

He shook his head again.

"Have you ever... Even your best brother can't protect him completely. You can only watch everything destroyed."

The tone is bleak.

Song Zhi didn't, he shook his head.

He said, "but I've experienced all this."

Song Zhi, "..."

"So, why do you envy me?"

Leave these words.

Jing Rong left.

Song Zhi was stunned. It doesn't seem to have reacted yet.