She was holding the handkerchief and wiping the corners of her eyes. Dots of water marks were printed on the autumn rose-colored handkerchief, like the marks on Xiangfei bamboo.
Now that life is getting better, she also likes to dress herself up beautifully. Her dress and veil are the same color, an autumn rose-colored Wu gauze skirt, and a moon-white shawl draped on her arm, which is soft and soft. As she raised her hand, the silk meandered between her skirts.
Jiang Xingzhou looked at her white fingertips, lowered his head and took a sip of wine.
Yin Xiao looked up at him after hearing this, and saw him lowering his head, his ears slightly red.
She frowned her slender eyebrows: "Really? Will it trouble brother Xingzhou too much? It's actually nothing. He won't let the child suffer much. It's just that I worry too much..."
"It doesn't matter. I'm no better than you. It's very convenient to ask about these things. It's not troublesome."
She smiled and said, "Then I'll bother Brother Xingzhou. I'll thank you better another day."
Every time she said "brother", her accent was slightly heavier, intentionally or unintentionally.
He does not mean that.
The man who had been living in the world of mortals for more than ten years was aroused by this familiar yet unfamiliar voice.
The sound was like the blessings sung in a Taoist temple.
No matter how numb the secular people are to the power of hypocrisy, they suddenly become many years younger after listening to it.
He became that stupid young man who was willing to go through life and death and fight against the whole world for the girl he loved.
Jiang Xingzhou clenched the white porcelain cup in his hand, pursed his lips and smiled, looking up into her clear eyes.
"That's right. If my sister has something to do, just come to me. No need to say thank you."
Jiang Xingzhou responded quickly to her, but a few days later, it was almost evening, and she was about to close the door for a rest. A man in a crow-green gown hurriedly came and blocked the door that was about to be closed.
Qing Fei was startled, and when she saw it was him, she breathed a sigh of relief and quietly retreated.
The two of them were left alone, looking at each other across the threshold.
The streets were sparsely populated, and it was night again.
The man's hot breath brushed her forehead, and the faint smell of alcohol filled the air between the two of them. His hand was blocking the door.
Her face heated up and she took a half step back in embarrassment.
She was alone and alone, the night was dark and windy, and it was midsummer. She was dressed coolly, wearing a long-sleeved Wu gauze shirt. Standing under the lamp, looking down, she saw a snow-white collar and The delicate collarbone can be faintly seen through Wu gauze, and the fair skin underneath can be seen.
"Why are you here so late?" She smiled.
"If nothing happens, I'll close the door."
Seeing her retreating, he realized that his actions were a bit arrogant.
She is still the reserved and self-loving girl.
Different from other women.
"I..." He paused and suddenly remembered: "I have heard about your daughter."
A gust of night wind blew in, and a faint scent of powdery powder hit her nostrils. When she smelled the aura of wine and sex on his body, she slightly restrained her expression and raised her eyebrows.
"Really?" She hesitantly opened the door halfway and let him in.
In fact, he already knew it.
Chang'an will receive military reports from all directions every day. Now Feng Kui of Bingzhou has taken the initiative to defect to Youzhou. Jizhou is in chaos again. Wei Cheng of Youzhou leads an army of 100,000 soldiers from Bingzhou and takes advantage of the chaos to capture Jizhou. Zhang Yao Defeated in the northern part of the Great Wall, he took the remaining soldiers of Jizhou and joined the Huns. The three northern states were all under the command of the Wei family in Youzhou, and their power was no longer the same as it was before last year.
The imperial court has long lost control over these independent princes. Now there is Wei Cheng in the north, Li Huan, king of Yuzhang, and Li Yuan, king of Shu, in the south. Youzhou and Yangzhou, Jingzhou and Shu are facing each other across the Huai River.
Naturally, the imperial court did not want to see the Wei family being the dominant one. Military reports came into the palace. Jiang Xingzhou paid attention and naturally learned a lot of news. When she asked that day, he actually already knew, but he hesitated. Speak immediately.
Today, his colleagues invited him to drink, surrounded by colorful sleeves. As he pushed the cups and changed the cups, he suddenly thought of her eyes again.
He didn't want to tell her about Wei Cheng. Since he had already tried every means to leave that person, why bother to find out anymore? It would be better not to know.
He couldn't even tell if he really didn't want her to dwell on the past, or if he was jealous.
Jealous of the man who once had everything he could ever dream of.
The former fiancée once belonged to another man completely, and they gave birth to a daughter together. Now that man holds 200,000 soldiers and is obviously about the same age as him, but he is already a headache for all the important officials in the court. princes.
If Yin Xiao knew the news, would she regret leaving?
He didn't want to tell her, but he frantically wanted to know how she would react when she heard the news.
He finally said it.
The woman was silent for a long time, and finally walked around Wei Cheng and asked about the child.
"According to the information from the spies, Wei Cheng does have a child with him, but he is very closely guarded on weekdays and cannot find out any unnecessary information. That's all."
Yin Xiao frowned.
Wei Cheng was away on the march and often returned to Youzhou only once every few months. Now that Jiang Xingzhou was thinking, it was estimated that he would return to Youzhou less and less often, so it was understandable that he would take his children with him.
But Peilin is so young and she is a daughter. She always hangs out with them in the military camp. What does it look like?
Where can the food, clothing, housing and transportation in the military camp be as exquisite and comfortable as Xiyuan.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt depressed, her face became gloomy, and the more she thought about it, the more she regretted it.
If I had known today, it would have been better to take the child out directly and follow her instead of following that guy among a group of stinky men.
Jiang Xingzhou saw that she hadn't spoken for a long time and her face was getting darker and darker. He called her tentatively. She came back to her senses and forced a smile: "Is there anything else?"
Jiang Xingzhou paused, rubbed his fingertips, and whispered: "No more. If there is any new news, I will tell you immediately."
Yin Xiao nodded and stood up to see off the guests.
The man turned back three times with each step.
Qing Fei looked behind her and smiled sullenly. He stepped forward and closed the door, bolted it, turned around and said to Yinxiao with a smile: "This Mr. Jiang has come to our place several times. Every time he sees the lady, he can't move his eyes away." Dong Dao, Yun Niang and the others even asked me quietly if good things are coming for Mr. Jiang and Madam."
Yinxiao no longer has any expectations for things between men and women. Her only expectation now is to find a way to see how to get Peilin to her side.
It is better for a daughter to follow her mother.
Qing Fei felt strange: "Is the lady really not going to consider Jiang Langjun? He is young, has a talented appearance, is a lieutenant in the feather forest, and is the fiancé of the lady when she was young. With this knowledge, anyone with a discerning eye can see that he has feelings for the lady. It's just a matter of my wife's words to try to make something good happen. Instead of hanging on to him like this, why not tie up the marriage letter with a piece of paper, what if it is intercepted by someone else?"
"Know the basics?" she murmured.
After a while, she sneered and shook her head.
However, it had only been more than a year, and she was already very different from the person she was a year ago. Jiang Xingzhou had been separated from her for several years. How could she dare to say that she knew him thoroughly? Thinking of that wisp of powder scent, she frowned even more. tight.
