Saying that, Jiang Diya took Hua Daoxue to Jinxianglou, found two girls who played the piano and entered the room.

Hanamichi Xue was half-lying on the soft couch with a wine bottle and listening to the song, Jiang Diya hugged a beauty and was there to talk to you, me, but a pair of glass eyes never left Hanamichi Xue.

"Jiang Xiangye, you can't do this, hold what you hold in your hand, thinking about the couch." Hanamichi Xue sat up, took a sip of wine, and shook her head: "This wine is really tasteless." ”

Then she tossed the bottle aside, staggered to bed.

Jiang Diya sent the woman away, walked to the side of the bed and touched her forehead, and asked with concern, "You're not drunk, are you?" ”

"The old lady doesn't know how to write drunk characters, I'm sleepy, you go to the next room to play with yours, I don't like to listen to the sound of doing that kind of thing." Hanamichi Xue opened her eyes and said with a nu mouth.

Jiang Diya chuckled and sent everyone in the room out.

"Why don't you go?" It's always bad for a lonely man and a widow to be in the same room, and if the dry wood burns on fire, how can you be reasonable.

"You're here, how do I go." Jiang Diya covered her with a quilt: "Rest well, you can rest assured that no one will dare to send a killer to kill you again." ”

Hanamichi sat up suddenly: "Do you know who wants to kill me?" ”

Jiang Diya smiled: "Who do you think the Queen Mother's holy decree is for, and whoever in this world doesn't want King Yu to have an heir is the one who does it." ”

"The Queen Mother, this old witch, wants to send me to the fire pit?" A hint of coldness flashed in Hanamichi Snow's eyes, could it be that her marriage to King's Landing was not a simple matter at all?

She lay down and muttered, "King Yu's Mansion really can't stay." ”

"You are always welcome in the Prime Minister's Mansion." Jiang Di Yatian answered shamelessly.

Hanamichi glanced at him: "Tie Shangyun even gave me the love token Chenyu." The dowry is 300,000 taels of gold, and when I dump King's Landing, and then I am yellow with Di Shangyun, I will definitely go to your prime minister's mansion. ”

As an IQ genius in the twenty-first century, Hua Daoxue didn't have to think about it, and knew that Jiang Diya and Di Shangyun were not really interested in her, and she didn't know their purpose behind her, and she didn't want to know.

Once she thought about it, she knew that it was like a game of chess, and she didn't want to be a chess piece, so she simply didn't care.

Jiang Diya laughed: "You have found several back roads. ”

"I don't need a back road, I just have a place where I can sleep in peace." Hanamichi Xue just wanted to lie down and sleep, but she was sensitive enough to smell a smell of burning, she quickly got out of bed and walked to the window to take a look, the fire downstairs was shining, and a cloud of smoke was soaring into the sky.

Hanamichi Xue patted her forehead: "The dry firewood is really burning." ”

Jiang Diya also realized that there was a fire, and the downstairs was already in chaos, shouting to fight the fire, but the fire not only did not go out, but it burned bigger and bigger.

"Whoever dares to put out the fire will be killed." A familiar voice came, and Hanamichi Snow Tiger's body shook.

Jiang Diya hooked her lips and laughed: "King Yu is planning to burn the adulterer and silver woman?" ”

Hua Daoxue stretched out her hand and hooked his arm, and said with a smile: "Adulterer, if you don't take the silver woman to escape, you really want to be burned to death." ”

Jiang Diya took her to the roof with a big hand, and the crescent moon had just climbed into the air, and the city was full of fireworks, the lights were brilliant, and she stood high and could see far away.

The evening breeze blew, and Hanamichi Snow yawned: "I'm so sleepy." She suddenly turned her face and asked Jiang Diya, "Do you want to listen to music?" ”

"I'll listen to you when you sing it." Jiang Diya reached out and hooked her hair that was blown away by the evening breeze behind her ears, and his voice sounded like a low insect chirping in the night, which made people sound pleasant.