Su Jingqian stared at Lin Wanwan with soft eyes for a long time. Looking at her little face wrinkled with anger, he seemed to see the girl who was teased by him at Fomalhaut and was so angry that she chased him all over the place. girl in red.
His eyelashes trembled slightly, and a hint of gloom suddenly flashed across his smiling eyes. His smile faded away in an instant. He put down the book in his hand and said to her: "It's okay if you don't like reading these books. I'll have free time in the future. Then come to me and I will teach you.”
"Taught me?"
Lin Wanwan, who had just calmed down from her anger, was choked by his words again. She glanced at him suspiciously, and there was a hint of weirdness in her puzzled eyes. He was implying that she was ignorant and ignorant. book?
He raised his eyebrows, with a hint of narrow-mindedness in his tone, "Didn't you say that you can't figure out my thoughts? If you learn how, you will naturally know what I am thinking."
"You..." She frowned slightly and looked at him hesitantly, a hint of vigilance flashing through her slightly probing eyes, "What do you want to do?"
Lin Wanwan knew very well that even if they could still joke and joke like before, they would no longer be who they were back then. The heart of an emperor is always unpredictable.
Now she is standing here to protect Beiluo Shimen, and he is standing here to seize Nanling. They seem to be walking side by side, but in fact, the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit. Since we gather for profit, there will always be a day when all the benefits are gone and we disperse.
So, how could Su Jin want to teach her for no reason? How much scheming is hidden under his seemingly lazy and playful eyes? What is he planning?
The wary look she cast, although fleeting, was still captured by him instantly. The two people's eyes collided in the air. After looking at each other for a few seconds, she took the lead to look away. His eyes darkened and he looked away. There was a complex look in their eyes.
The atmosphere suddenly became dull, as if the fun and play just now had never happened to them.
"Lin Wanwan, I have to remind you." Finally, he broke the silence with a deep voice. There was no trace of any emotion in those beautiful peach blossom eyes.
"From now on, behind you is not only Fomalhau, but also Dongchen. Both Fomalhau and Dongchen will rise and fall. The road ahead on this journey is rugged and dangerous. If I am not here in the future, you will need to You are on your own, and it will be difficult for you to do it just with your little cleverness. Since you have chosen this path, you must be fully prepared."
There seemed to be a hint of impatient contempt in his indifferent eyes. He turned to look at her and looked her up and down with a critical eye before he said coldly: "The way to plan things is like playing games. Those who seek power seek for power, and those who are unskilled seek for sons; those who seek power have a clear situation, and their sons are locked up, but their sons help each other, and they move first, and kill them step by step; those who seek for sons are in a confused position, but their sons hesitate to protect themselves, and one careless move will lead to full success. You lose everything. I'm teaching you, not for anything else, just so that you don't hold back Dong Chen in the future."
The light in Lin Wanwan's eyes gradually dimmed under his sharp words, and finally became as silent as a pool of stagnant water. Although she had become accustomed to the disappointment of being swallowed up by the endless night over the years, when she stood in his cold and cold eyes, the chill in her heart was still like thousands of ants eating her heart, twisting up in threads.
Her jade-like fingers unconsciously clenched her sleeves, and a chill filled the corners of her eyes and brows. When she spoke, her voice became a little colder, "If that's the case, then thank you Lord Dongchen. I will definitely do it." Study well."
She spoke the last few words almost word for word, with anger and hatred mixed in her tone that was difficult to conceal. After saying that, he bowed to him and left quickly without looking back.
He said nothing more and didn't look at her again. It wasn't until she disappeared that she walked to the window and silently watched the moon rising slowly in the night.
The morning fog can't block the rising sun, just like the night can't block the bright moon. He also did not allow anything to block his sight, making him unable to see clearly the clear brilliance of the moonlight all over the earth.
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The setting sun has not yet set in the west, but the ten-mile long street is already crowded with people.
Vendors on both sides of the street are busy setting up stalls, hanging beautiful lanterns one after another on the stalls, waiting for the customers who are about to patronize. A colorful pavilion has been arranged in front of the restaurant, and the waiter next to it is shouting and selling newly brewed wine. The air is filled with the strong aroma of osmanthus and wine. The crowd watching the juggling on the street gave out enthusiastic cheers from time to time, and the noises came and went, making it very lively.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and people are looking forward to various celebrations in the evening. Along the way, young men and women wearing brightly colored clothes walked together, with sweet smiles on their faces, accompanied by bursts of crisp laughter, and the atmosphere everywhere was full of liveliness and joy.
At the corner of the long street stood several young women dressed in fine clothes. They were whispering to each other. Their cheeks were red, and their gazes were filled with the shyness of young girls in Huaichun. Their eyes glanced at the stone bridge next to them from time to time. go.
Following their gazes, they saw two tall young men standing on the stone bridge across the water. One was in a red and black black robe, standing with his hands behind his back, and the other was in a brocade robe, waving gently in his hand. A folding fan.
The man in black robes had muscles as white as jade, feathered eyebrows and straight nose, and his whole body exuded a scorching elegance that was hard to ignore. All the splendor and brilliance in the world seemed to be condensed between his brows and eyes, and he stunned the world with just one glance. The unique outline of the facial features is both profound and charming, delicately depicting an unparalleled and beautiful face. While listening to the lively chatter and laughter of the people next to him, his reddish thin lips curled up lazily, and there was a hint of imperceptible calmness in his laziness.
The man in brocade robes was also extremely handsome, with a graceful brow and eyes as clear and bright as mountain springs, but when those two black eyes rolled around, a hint of cunning appeared from time to time. During the conversation with the people around him, he had a bright smile on his face and a cheerful expression. He looked suave and elegant.
"Jing Qian, is your friend tall, short, fat or thin? Is there any distinguishing feature?" Luo Huaizhou looked curiously at the bustling long street, as if he wanted to find Su Jing The friend in my mouth.
However, his glance made the women on the street corner look at her and make them laugh.
"Are you in a hurry?" Su Jingqian glanced at him indifferently.
Luo Huaizhou looked away and grinned at him, "It's rare to see you willing to bring someone out. I really want to see his style."
"I advise you to avoid provoking her less." Su Jingqian spoke lazily, with an imperceptible smile in his lazy voice.
Luo Huaizhou became even more curious when he heard this. He tilted his head and looked at him with interest, "Could it be that your friend is very powerful in martial arts?"
A smile flashed across Su Jingqian's lips, "He knows some Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu."
"Then...you have a bad temper?"
"Well, his temper is indeed not very good." He glanced at the boat parked under the bridge with his peripheral vision, turned sideways, and looked at Luo Huaizhou with a half-smile, "At least, he is much more irritable than the one on the boat. "
