Chapter 214

This sentence did not fall, month by month also did not have time to respond, heard a calm voice from the room: "since you are back, come in."

Jiang Luoyu stood behind the table with her back to the door. Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, Jiang Luoyu said, "this is

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when he turned his head, he saw muronghao pick up the white jade tablet on the table, frowned and looked carefully. He thought of Princess Liyang and all that he had said, and his face darkened:" as you can see. ”

muronghao looked for a long time, put down the jade seal in his hand, looked at Jiang Luoyu, whose face was half bright and half dark. He couldn't help but say, "you --"

before you finished speaking, there was a knock at the door not far away.

Jiang Luoyu turned her eyes and looked at the half closed door: "come in."

The sleeping star stepped in with a look of embarrassment on his face. After entering the room, he did not even raise his head, but his tone was in a dilemma: "my son, I heard from Hanjiang pavilion just now. Tomorrow, after going to court, the eighth prince wants to see you."

"Want to see me?" Hearing that ye Xu wanted to see himself, Jiang Luoyu lowered her eyebrows slightly, and her heart turned to think of yesterday's events, as well as the mess of blood and flesh in the imperial clan's mansion. Her lips sparked a secret smile, "I'm afraid it's not for meeting me, but for nanjinglong If you go back to him, I will certainly come. I hope he won't break the appointment. "

Having said this, he stepped forward to the man in white, looked into his eyes with a smile and said in a low voice, "Zhaomin, tomorrow you will be

According to the color of the eyes raised, fixed to look at him, the bottom of the eyes as if contains no bottom feelings: "I go with you." Jiang Luoyu listened to his reply in a hurry, and her heart was suddenly sweet. Her smile on her face was a little more natural. She raised her hand and stroked his hair on her cheek. If there was a finger, she said with a smile: "in such a hurry, is it..." Don't worry about me? "

"You always do." In the dark, Murong haozai looked at him carefully. His face was as white as jade, his eyes were shining under his black eyelashes, and his lips were thin and red. His words seemed to contain a deeper bitterness and attachment. His slender fingers gently brushed his black eyes, "every time I see Every time, I want people to hide. "

"You want to hide me?" I have never heard such a love talk before. The deeper the smile on Jiang Luoyu's lips, she just feels like a jar of honey has been poured into her heart. However, when she looks at the bitterness in the person's eyes, she feels sweet and bitter, "that's not right. I still have a lot of things to do..."

This time, the man in white did not answer, but looked at him determinedly. After watching for a long time, the slender hand wanted to take it back, but without waiting for the action, Jiang Luoyu raised his hand and held it tightly, and again pasted it gently on his cheek. He realized the arc of thin red lips in the dark.

"When it's done..." Jiang Luoyu spoke slowly, but his eyes were very sincere. He spoke in a low voice, leaning his body half against his shoulder. His voice was very low and low, as if floating in an unknown place. "If you are better to me, I can't say that my heart will soften, so you can hide it."

After watching the sleeping star leave month by month, he stood alone in the outer room. He didn't hear any sound in the room behind him for a long time. He rubbed his eyes and looked back. As a result, he saw the thin window reflected by the candlelight. The two shadows were slowly integrated into one body. The arms were raised and twined like flowers. Soon, the candle in front of the window popped out.

The servant girl was stunned and finally regained her consciousness. Her face was as red as an apple. The whole person could not move. Until the room not far away seemed to think of a soft voice and a few warm and ambiguous sounds, she ran out of the yard with her cheek covered and disappeared.

There was no word all night.

In the early morning of the next day, on the street next to the prince's mansion, a young man dressed in plain clothes and two young men, dressed as a noble young man, was walking with a folding fan in his hand and was walking towards the Hanjiang Pavilion. He was shopping while walking. He could not help but look down for a long time when passing by the noodle seller's stall. Then he went on.

Mianxing is helpless to look at his son, but somehow he suddenly gets interested. He gets up early in the morning and goes to Hanjiang pavilion after a walk around. Muronghao, who is standing beside him, has a cool and delicate face, and his face is covered with a human skin mask. He knows that the words of "hiding" yesterday stimulated Jiang Luoyu, which makes him present to Jiang Xiong in a big way this morning, like an ordinary rich man They come out to hang out like a childe.

It's also good -

standing in the early morning sun, the man in white is looking down at the face not far away, and with a smile on his cheek, his eyes are filled with a layer of tender and sentimental love that is hard to hide.

From that meeting in the carriage, until this morning, he could finally see the man with a natural smile in the sun, instead of the man clinging to his cheek like a mask.

And whether he can hope that one day - the smile will be his own.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but tremble, his lips moved, but he couldn't say a word.

Jiang Luoyu discussed with the boss of the man who bought the noodles and paid the bill. He asked mianxing, who was following him, to wrap up all the faces. He was ready to let Mian Xing take back to Bibo garden and distribute them to them every month. When she turned around, she saw that she was standing under the corner of the wall. After perceiving his eyes, she had no time to cover up the man in white who was attached to the gentleness in his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes."Zhao Min?"

Hearing his voice, the man in white slowly came forward, stretched out his hand and held his wrist. He was still as silent as the first time, but the temperature from his fingertips was no longer indifferent.

Jiang Luoyu held his hand with his back hand and looked at the busy street in front of him. All kinds of people passed by him. He heard the peddler selling sugar gourd flour man fried cake yelling with his voice, but he could only hear the man's shallow breathing sound - so light, but it seemed to blow into his heart.

"Let's go."

When the man in white heard his words, he blinked according to the color of his eyes, but suddenly dropped his head. When the sleeping star beside him did not pay attention, he bowed his head and kissed his thin red lips. The voice was low, as if from the throat.

"Good."

Walking into the Hanjiang Pavilion, it is already noon.

Hanjiang Pavilion is the No.1 teahouse in Kyoto, and its food and drink are first-class. At noon, if there is no one to book, the lobby or the elegant rooms above will be crowded. The voice of the waiter who serves the food echoes constantly in the building, and the aroma of food wafts in the air, which makes people's index fingers move.

When Jiang Luoyu went to the top floor and pushed the door in, he could already smell the food inside. He subconsciously looked back at the man in white who was closely following him. Without holding the folding fan, he suddenly grasped the slender finger in the sleeve of the man, and pulled him to the door.

Meng Jiuqian watched Jiang Luoyu take people in and winked at the waiter around him. He closed the carved door and stood in front of the door with his back on his back, waiting for the dispatch.

At the table near the window, in front of the bright and steaming wine and vegetables, ye Xu is in a dark purple casual dress. He is half reclining on the chair to keep his eyes closed, and his ivory chopsticks are leaning on his hand. Until he hears the footsteps coming from the door, he slowly opens his eyes and looks at the open screen wind.

From the graceful peony to the elegant pear blossom, a piece of blue corner of the dress is exposed from behind the screen. Ye Xu's lips just show a smile. The next moment, he sees Jiang Luoyu grabbing the hands of his descendants and walks in leisurely and leisurely. Some of them are stiff at the side of his lips and his fingers are shaking.

He walked into the door and saw Ye Xu. Jiang Luoyu released his hand and said with a smile, "I've seen you for a long time."

Ye Xu looked at him and let go of his hand. His face relaxed a little, but his face was still not good-looking. His eyes were fixed on the man in white, as if on guard: "is this?"

"Zhao Min, salute Mr. Ye." Jiang Luoyu heard his tone a little blunt, but he didn't care. With a smile, she looked back at the man in white, and then she pinched his wrist. Then she closed her folding fan and said to Ye Xu with some embarrassment, "this is my lady min."

When ye Xu heard the speech, a trace of fierce color flashed under his eyes, but he hid it very well.

"He can hide from anyone, but not from me." Ye Xu stood up and looked at Jiang Luoyu with burning eyes. When he turned to muronghao behind him, he suddenly turned into a flame. It seemed that he was disgusted and envious. His tone was very low. "He has been a Gemini for so many years. Is he a Gemini or a man? This hall is not blind."

Jiang Luoyu seemed to realize that his tone was not right at this time. His dark eyes flashed and his smile faded. He walked forward a few steps, just across the middle of Ye Xu and muronghao, blocking his eyes: "Mr. Ye is so angry. I don't know why he is angry?"

Ye Xu looked at him to protect the man in white. His eyes felt a little more painful. Thinking about his thoughts, he saw Jiang Luoyu's face full of doubts. He could no longer help his own feelings. He remembered that when they first met in the prefectural palace, the people in front of him were smiling and talking to him. He also remembered the appearance of two people in the tree and one under the tree.

The surprise in Chaoxi's paintings, the alert in talking, the meeting in Hanjiang Pavilion, the conversation on the wupeng boat I can't help but move my heart. Why is he indifferent?

"You Don't you know? "

"Me?" Jiang Luoyu could not help sighing from the bottom of his eyes. He clenched the folding fan with his fingers, picked up the wine cup on the table, lifted his wrist and whispered, "if there is something wrong with Luoyu and offended Mr. Ye, Luoyu will make amends with this glass of wine, and hope Mr. Ye will forgive Luo Yu for his disrespect."