Ink ...... "Kaoao, in the end, it is professional! ”

Now is not the time to sigh.

Xining felt chills all over her body, although it was already summer in April, it was still like a bucket of ice water poured from beginning to end: "Now that the golden hairpin is gone, what else can I use?" ”

Mo Ming: "It's not at the same level, I advise you to use the beauty trick." ”

Xining ......

Even if she looks beautiful and Diao Chan is reincarnated, it will be difficult to seduce Jinyiwei.

What is Jin Yiwei? Those who are capable of this business are already different from ordinary people. In their eyes, anyone is an object, just like a watermelon and a winter melon, it can be clicked.

Trick back the golden hairpin first and then make plans, it's really not good, just go down with a hairpin and kill the back of the mat first. The mission didn't say that Jinyiwei needed protection, if he couldn't survive, he would have a good time.

She deliberately spread her hands angrily: "This is what the Lord of Xunyang sent me, return me." ”

Counterpart......

Do you know who he is? What Jinyiwei wants, don't talk about hairpins, even his life can be taken.

If it were on weekdays, it would definitely be ...... Plug it directly into your hand and wear it in pairs. Since there is a suspicion, it is safer to simply scrap your hands.

But he just looked at this tender hand like a green onion, and Xining felt a little embarrassed for a while.

"The meal is coming." Xiao Er came to the door with a plate of dishes, and when he saw the dark shadow in the room, he was so frightened that the plate was about to turn over.

Xining saw it, put down his hand, and said very casually: "Put it on the table." ”

Xiao Er, who was passing the food, was shaking his feet and hands, and finally walked into the house, put the food on the table, and ran out without looking back.

I ran downstairs in one breath, and ran all the way to the back kitchen, before I sat down on the ground, my ancestor, why is Jinyiwei inside? It's scared to death.

Originally, Fleur took the plate at the door and brought it to the table, but now Fleur is not there, and she has to serve herself.

Before killing the head, he could eat a severed head meal, and Xining sat down: "If I want to eat, I won't leave adults." "Apparently it's an eviction order.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually came over and sat down. Reaching out and holding the bowl and chopsticks in front of her, "The food is good, this seat will be ready here." ”

Main ...... Only the commander of the Jinyi Guard and the two commanders of the Jinyi Guard of the North and South Towns will call themselves this seat.

Even ordinary Jinyi guards don't dare, let alone high-ranking ones.

Xining only watched the rice and chopsticks placed in front of her being taken away, and this "honza" lord only glanced at her, and just took the chopsticks and ate the vegetables.

This cheek, I'll go, the world is invincible! But think about it, a guy like this will have enemies everywhere he goes, eager to skin them, draw their tendons, and put some poison in their food. On the contrary, a young lady from an official family who fled for her life had the safest meal.

After sighing slightly, she shouted, "Fleur! ”

As a result, a brocade guard appeared outside the door.

Xining ......

Fortunately, she didn't do it just now, if she assassinated Lord Jinyiwei like a convulsive brain, then she wouldn't live tomorrow.

Xining could only say: "Please ask downstairs to send another pair of chopsticks......

The eyes looked at the "honza" adults who were snatching her rice: "And two bowls of rice." "If you grow taller, you shouldn't have enough rice for a bowl of rice.

Lord "Honza" glanced at her, but did not speak, and did not know what to think.

Don't be careful, I didn't treat you as a rice bucket, indeed this bowl of rice is only enough for her to eat, she is kind.

Xining regretted it a little, why did she order Jinyiwei, but she couldn't let her show up and ask for things, right?

Jin Yiwei gave way to the side, and Fleur, who was so frightened that her feet were weak, was pushed over by the others.

Xining ......

There's also a brocade guard next to it!

Xining then instructed Furong again and asked the store to send another pair of chopsticks and two bowls of rice.

But Fleur was so frightened that she couldn't stand on her feet at this time, her face was pale, her lips trembled, and she barely held on to the door frame.

The "honza" lord who was eating glanced at it and said lightly: "Go and do it!" ”

"Yes!" Jin Yiwei immediately disappeared, and the speed of the flash was so fast.

And Fleur was pulled away, trembling and trembling, which could not spoil the interest of adults in eating.

After sighing slightly, Xining thanked from the bottom of her heart: "Thank you, sir!" ”

"Thank me, the food is all yours." The other party's tone was flat, although he was fast when eating, but Si Swenwen, every chopstick did not fall short, and did not fall off at all.

Xining said sincerely, "Thank you, sir, for not making me hungry tonight." ”

The chopsticks with sweet and sour pork strips were sandwiched, and then slowly moved to the bowl and used for the meal.

A bowl of rice was quickly eaten, and the two of them waited for the rice to come.

Even when he sits, his waist is straight, and his whole body exudes a cold aura. It's like a poisonous snake coiled in a chair, and the air can freeze with it.

As if in order to break the silence at this time, the other party asked leisurely: "Gu Tingrui has been imprisoned this morning, how did Gu Fu know in advance?" ”

This is a big problem, a big problem of great depth.

The purpose of Jinyiwei's existence is to let the emperor control everything, it is said that a minister felt tired and made a poem casually, but the next day the emperor said "Last night's poem was good", and the minister was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground.

King An rebelled, and before the court punished the same party, some officials' families fled out of the city early in the morning and walked cleanly. Who leaked the news? Could it be better than Jinyiwei.

Now the city guards learned that the old lady Gu was shouling, and the Gu family learned that the old lady was moving in a dream in the morning, and only those who really knew the inside story knew that she sent maids everywhere to lobby for her life when it was dawn.

He must have known the real details, so this adult will come directly to her. Otherwise, the Gu family would go several ways, and he would just follow the old lady's team and find her?

Xining swallowed her saliva and asked with difficulty: "If I say that the little girl dreamed in the morning, and the old lady Gu who hit the pillar reminded her of her dream, do you believe it or not?" ”

"The doctrine of ghosts and gods is all man-made." It's just that you don't believe it, it's okay for you to deceive others, but it's naïve or innocent to deceive the Hades Jinyiwei, who is even afraid of ghosts?

Xining only smiled bitterly: "But it's just a dream, otherwise, with the ability of a little girl, how can you know unknown things?" ”

It's just a dream, the eldest lady of the Gu Mansion, embroidering and playing the piano in the boudoir, at most reading basic idle books, writing a few big characters, and giving a few harmless poems.

Ordinary people can dream, not the ancient Zhou Gong interpreting dreams, and there are also people in the court who can interpret dreams. When the emperor has a dream, there are ministers who follow the will, and no matter what the arrangements are made afterwards, they will still be destined in the dark, and they will often work.

"When your grandfather dreamed, what clothes were he wearing, was the wound on his forehead on the left or right, what expression did he say, and what words did he say?" asked a series of questions without changing or busy, her voice was steady and deep, and her eyes did not look at her, as if they were empty and invisible, but as if she could catch every move and even a trace of thought in her heart, so that she could not hide.

You can't think about it too long, if it's too long, it's just to find a way to quibble; Too short is nonsense.