Chapter 234

At the moment, Wan Xiuzi had every reason to believe that the woman would shake her hands and get excited, and then she would lose herself. Seeing that the Taoist children below were stupefied and motionless, the sharp pain on his neck made him feel the threat of life passing away. For a moment, he was so ferocious that he cried out: "let him go, what are you doing? Let him go!"

But though the words were shouting, people did not dare to move.

The blood left behind has dyed a skirt red.

Below the road children toward Xie Wei looked at, in the end or reluctantly back.

Xie Dang's hand was still bleeding.

However, he did not care. He looked up at her standing on the high ground. He took off the old girl's softness and put on her exposed edge. Then he remembered her posture when she was in a hurry to smash her violin, so he bent his lips and laughed.

The whole body is covered with blood, but the eyebrows are soft.

There were a lot of people attacking from outside, and they were surrounded in all directions, so there was almost no chance for them to escape. They soon formed the advantage of crushing and controlling the scene.

Jiang Xuening saw Yan Lin and LV Xian come in from the door.

Soon there was a lot of noise.

Jianshu's face was shocked. Several people almost immediately went up to check Xie Wei's situation, but he still looked at Jiang Xuening and calmly gave orders to several people around him.

However, when the voice fell, his body swayed slightly and imperceptibly.

The whole man fell down without warning!

At that moment, it was like the collapse of Yushan.

All kinds of voices came into Jiang Xuening's ears sharply, but they were mixed together meaninglessly, forming a confused buzz in her mind. On the contrary, what she saw in front of her eyes was full of a kind of contradictory silence.

The world seems to collapse with it.

There was a moment of silence, followed by chaos.

Like the tide, people poured into the ditch and surrounded Xie Wei.

But she was like a stone on the bank, motionless. Her sight was blocked for the most part, and she couldn't see him.

Jiang Xuening still didn't let go of Wan Xiuzi's knife edge, which he held tightly with his fingers. He didn't even let go of Wan Xiuzi. Until the following people flurried Xie Wei away, and someone quickly came up to Wan Xiuzi from her hands.

She looked up and saw a pair of worried eyes.

Yan Lin stood in front of her. Her figure was reflected by the fire. She only looked at her with a kind of extra silent eyes. After a long time, she slowly said: "Ning Ning, you will be very tired if you like a person like Mr

Jiang Xuening only looked at the small pool of blood on the ground.

It seemed as if she had not heard of it.

People like in a dream, just want: I know. But such a person, how can I forget, and how dare I forget

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"Ning Ning..."

Shen Zhi's clothes originally came to play chess with her. As she played chess, she stared at one of the pieces. She was out of her mind. She was worried and called her gently.

Jiang Xuening came back.

Shen Zhiyi arrived at runing mansion two days later.

She wanted to come with Yan Lin, but there were troops in Huangzhou. How could she be known as a Royal Princess? So she politely refused. She only asked people to prepare her car and left several days late.

It's a matter of time before we arrive.

Jiang Xuening and Xie Wei experienced a difficult and dangerous event, Shen Zhiyi also heard.

But after all, she is no longer the innocent princess.

Xie Wei looks like a bright and beautiful person, but her heart is black. She only worries that this person is like an abyss, dragging Jiang Xuening down.

However, if Jiang Xueyi had not noticed the details of the past two days, she would not even pay attention to them.

At the moment, he asked with a smile, "is it my turn to do it?"

Shen Zhiyi looked at her for a long time, and there were thousands of words in her heart that she wanted to say to her, even the thing that made her hesitate for a long time. However, at this time, she couldn't say it. She only gathered the complexity of her eyes and said with a smile: "it's your turn."

Jiang Xuening made a few random moves.

In the end, Shen Zhiyi won.

Her muddled playing method, even if Shen Zhiyi wants to let her, she can't get any result. At last, she doesn't have any idea of playing chess. She pulls her to talk for a while, then tells her to have a good rest and leave by herself.

Jiang Xuening sat in the house, but did not go to sleep.

The sudden attack two days ago naturally wiped out the branch of Tianjiao. All the bandits, including Wan Xiuzi and Lu Tai, were captured and imprisoned in the dungeon.

Xie Juan's injury is not mild.

Zhou Qihuang and other doctors were also worried for a long time.

However, Jiang Xuening did not go to see it.It seemed as if she wanted to spend some time sorting herself out.

Maybe, just afraid.

Until now, she just took to hang down the eye, asked the side to come up to wait on the servant girl a: "Mr. Xie over there how?"

The servant girl was originally served in the general's house.

She didn't dare to pry, but said: "the doctors tossed about in the middle of the night the day before. Later, when they woke up, they seemed to be all right. It's said that it's just trauma. It's good for the general."

Trauma.

It's just a hand. It can only be regarded as "trauma".

After hearing this, Jiang Xuening couldn't tell how many emotions he had in his heart. Instead of distinguishing them, he got up and went out.

It was afternoon.

There are warblers singing outside the window.

The green trees are overcast and the sunshine is bright.

Xie Juan's residence is still a secluded courtyard.

On the stone platform outside, the fresh blood had just dried up. Without looking at it, she went straight through the edge of the courtyard and saw the closed door beside a tree.

Dao Qin is still in Beijing.

Now Xie Wei is surrounded by just one sword book and a little treasure saved by Tianjiao.

When they saw her, they didn't look the same.

Xiaobao is guilty and guilty.

The bottom of the sword book is a touch of sadness. However, when I saw Jiang Xuening, how many hopes did I have.

There was a faint tremor in the room.

It's just not as smooth as it used to be.

Even the tone is a little different, coagulating a kind of stiff and astringent.

Jiang Xuening had a sudden pain in her heart. She almost didn't say anything. She stood still for a long time, but she never heard the piano sound in the room again.

Jianshu said in a low voice, "Sir, I don't want to see anyone."

Jiang Xuening stood outside the door and said, "Sir, I want to come in."

There was no answer for a long time.

She forced to endure the surging of her heart and put a smile on her face. As if he had acquiesced, she reached out and pushed the closed door open.

The smell of bitter medicine filled the room.

Xie Wei, dressed in a simple white shirt, sat cross knee on the arhat bed under the window, with a table on it and a piano on it. The wound on his body had already been treated. His left hand was drugged and wrapped in snow-white silk cloth. There were faint scars on his slender fingers.

The morbid pallor on his face reminded me of the first time I saw him.

Just at that time

Jiang Xuening, with sour eyes, walked quietly to him. He sat on the foot beside arhat's bed, but he looked at him with a smile: "you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Xie Wei looked at her and did not answer.

She took his hand to see, there was a moment, tears almost rolled out of her eyes, but she could not resist, not without ridicule curved acid him: "people say you have nothing to do, but sometimes, you are not smart at all, stupid very badly. I didn't save you out of kindness. I just didn't want you to die beside me. I was afraid. "

How can Xie Wei not see through her strong support?

But it doesn't debunk.

Just low Mou, also pulled her hand. That slender left wrist, a thin scar has not yet faded, warm pulp gently pressed, still can touch a little trace.

He flatly comforted her: "I'm afraid, too."

It's hard to imagine that such a sentence came out of Xie Wei's mouth.

He killed decisively, how can he be afraid of a dead man?

Jiang Xuening looked at him, heart uncomfortable, slowly way: "for me is not worth it."

Xie Wei chuckled: "it's just that I can't play it for a while. It's just an obsession that I can't put down. Now it's better to put it down."

He was the worst at piano when he was young.

It can be partial to prime. Mother also said that the world is good at all things, afraid of the painstaking people. Willing to learn, willing to practice, for a long time, always outstanding. It's only when the sky is not thick that we can deal with others. It's just what people give us. Therefore, more than 20 years is like a day. If you don't abandon it, you can become a talent in the piano.

In his whole life, he refused to accept, but he lost.

Learning piano is just one of them.

Jiang Xuening was almost ready to cry for his light sentence. His mood was like a surge in the clouds. After several turns, he floated in the sky.

But she didn't dare to ask if he could play.

After a long time, only low way: "Xie Juan, I play to you, OK?"

Xie Wei touched her cheek with his fingers and half laughed at her with disgust: "you play so badly that you don't know how many pieces of music..."

Jiang Xuening stares at him.

Then he straightened up slowly, raised his cheek, gently put it up, and gave him a feather like kiss on his thin lip, but the bottom of his eyes was covered with a layer of moist light, and said, "then you can teach me later."

A good teacher makes a good student.

If he teaches well, she will learn.

If not, it must be his fault.※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

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