Chapter 3275

So Ning Chengjie was furious in the brocade mansion. Later, he directly threw his sleeves and left.

Jin Ningfu was also very wronged. She also complained about Ning Chengjie. Why did she pick flowers when she had nothing to do? Moreover, she lost face because her lightness skills couldn't fall into the water. She was scolded by her father because she broke many precious water moon flowers.

"Mom, it's all because of Jin Yao!!" Jin Ningfu was just scolded by Jin Zhongxun. She was wronged at the bottom of her heart. At the moment, she rushed into her mother's arms with red eyes and cried, "if it weren't for Jin Yao, it wouldn't be like this today... I was scolded by my father just now..."

Lin Jiayun is the wife of the prime minister's house Jinzhong Ming media. She is also a noble girl. She is a good match with Jinzhong. She is noble and square, but she is cruel in her heart.

At the moment, listening to her daughter's complaint, Lin Jiayun frowned. She was very uncomfortable at the mention of Jinyao. At the moment, she asked in a slightly deep voice: "Jin Yao is just a bastard, not to mention that he has been sentenced to death at the beginning. Even if he is still alive and reduced to the outside, it is impossible for the Jin house to recognize him. What's the matter with you, a golden young lady, and a dramatist?"

Jin Ningfu was wronged. Now she complains with Lin Jiayun to seek comfort. Unexpectedly, she pouted and said, "I just don't like it."

Lin Siyun sighed deeply. She had nothing to do with her daughter, who had been spoiled since childhood, so that she had a self indulgent and capricious character. She stretched out her finger and gently clicked Jin Ningfu's forehead.

"I know this. Don't worry about it. Jinfu, you need to know that what you need to do now is to keep the heart of the crown prince and take the position of the crown princess. In the future, you will want to be a person in the world and be more generous."

At the mention of this matter, Jin Ningfu was also very proud. She raised her chin and felt that she would become the most noble woman in the world sooner or later: "I know."

"That mother, I'm going to bed." she said goodbye softly.

Lin Jiayun watched Jin Ningfu go out. Her face was painted with light makeup. It was not gorgeous, but it was in line with the proper bearing of the main room. At the moment, her expression was a little dark in the flickering candlelight.

She held out her hand and touched the position of her heart. She thought of Jinyao. She was always uncomfortable at the bottom of her heart. The emptiness and strangeness haunted her complex and unspeakable emotions, which made her always have a tired attitude towards the young man in white who had never seen him several times.

…

The dusk is thousands of miles away, and the darkness is diffuse.

Towards evening, the last glimmer of the sky disappeared.

"Your Highness, the childe has just been invited to the study by the prime minister." the dark guard, who is alone subordinate to the princess's house, is ordered to monitor Jinyao and report information.

When the princess came to the guest room, it made people remove the incense. Maybe it was because the crisp and clean pear flower fragrance on Jinyao was too good to smell. Dye Bai is not used to other incense now.

The reason why he stayed in the prime minister's house was that Jin Yao didn't leave. Now he even went to the study.

"Back off." ran Bai said faintly. Recalling the look in Jin Shuo's eyes when he saw Jin Yao in mengfusheng before, he blurted out his words in that tone

It seems to have a lot to do with it.

Dyed white fingertips lightly touched the desktop, finally got up and left the room directly. His back was particularly cold in the gradually dark night.

In the study,

Jin Zhong sat there quietly. He made a cup of tea himself. His sharp eyes sank a bit in the fog.

"Jin Yao," he said with indifference and no emotion, oh no, perhaps with some imperceptible disgust, "you have a long skill."

Last Jinshuo day, this time's party.

Jinzhong's disbelief has nothing to do with Jinyao.

The boy stood there, tall and straight, with a cold and noble temperament, such as tall and straight green pines in winter and lonely and cold: "thanks to the prime minister."

Jinzhong suddenly put the cup back on the table and made a "bang -" sound, and a few drops of tea splashed out.

"Have you forgotten that you still have the blood of Jin family?"

"I thought..." that voice, accompanied by the condensed atmosphere in the study and the dark night, makes people feel nervous for no reason, but the young man's expression has not changed at all. "The prime minister has long forgotten."

Jinzhong took a deep breath and stared at the young man's delicate, clear and meaningful face.

Jin Yaosheng looks good. Jin Zhong knows it.

A man born with such a face, isn't that Lanyan's curse?

What's more, he thought he had been dead for a long time, but he didn't know when he became the zither player of mengfusheng, and his fame became more and more famous!

The identity of the actor is a stain on the Jin family from generation to generation, humiliating the Jin family.

"Listen to me." Jin Zhong's tone is used to issuing orders, which is completely non-negotiable. "Leave mengfusheng quickly. Don't let others know that you have anything to do with the Jin family. You can't stay there! What's the face of the Jin family

Did he let Jin Zhong watch his children degenerate into actors and play the piano for others every day!

"I'm afraid the prime minister can't do it."

"You -" Jin Zhong was very bored, especially when he said that the party was big and small.

But recently, one after another accidents made him in a bad mood. At the moment, he has reached an extreme.

Listening to the young Prime Minister one by one, he was alienated without any feelings. Jin Zhong felt a nameless fire running from the bottom of his heart. There were only two of them in the study. The servants had long been sent out by Jin Zhong, so Jin Zhong didn't have any scruples at the moment.

"Jin Yao, I'm your father!" he lowered his voice and approached the young man. He was determined to teach Jin Yao a lesson. Don't think your highness can do whatever he wants. Such an identity is just a plaything in front of dignitaries. How sincere can he be?

Jin Zhong's anger surged into his heart, raised his right hand high, hit the young man's face, and accidentally ran into Jin Yao's eyes.

The dark night was far less than Jin Yao's eyes. It was like ghosts and monsters surging silently. Jin Zhong saw the tip of the young man's tongue gently licking his red thin lips and smiled at him, revealing the Yin and cold alternating between late autumn and winter.

At that moment,

Jin Zhong had a feeling of fear in his heart, that is, at that second, his action was stiff, but he didn't have a chance to do it again.

Because the originally closed door of the study was suddenly kicked open -!

Jinzhong's pupil suddenly contracted!

That figure, against the cold night, dressed in purple, collected and killed the elegance, so recklessly broke in, high above, clear and lazy, fierce and oppressive.

"The prime minister moved the people in this hall to hit the face of this hall?"

The quiet voice, even colder than the cold pool, fell so quietly.