The innocent Snow Lotus Zhou did not say a word and did not make any comments on this matter.
As everyone knows, the darker others are, they may not necessarily make themselves look innocent.
Jiang Yue raised his eyes, with some understanding in his eyes: "I have long seen that you are a nest of snakes and rats."
Those who are close to vermilion are red; those who are close to ink are black.
The principles left behind by our ancestors have not been missed.
Zhou Ji: "..."
Jiang Yue immediately abandoned him, turned around and entered the house.
Ning Zhi's bedroom was on the second floor. Jiang Yue held on to the handrail of the stairs and softened her footsteps. She went upstairs and knocked on the door.
Ning Zhi had just woken up and walked to the door in her pajamas to open the door.
Jiang Yue was very polite: "Can I come in?"
Ning Zhi's eyes lit up when he saw her. She turned sideways and got out of the way, "Of course."
The master bedroom also has the thermostatic system turned on, and the temperature is just right, neither hot nor cold.
The pajamas she was wearing were a little loose, and her collarbone was looming under the collar. There were a few mottled marks on her porcelain white skin, green and red interlaced, very clear.
Jiang Yue is no longer a little girl who doesn't understand anything.
Her face turned red immediately.
Ning Zhi saw her red face and thought she was a little hot. He poured her a glass of cold water and said, "Ah Yue, your face is so red. Is it very hot outside today?"
The weather is getting warmer, maybe it’s really hot outside.
Jiang Yue held the water glass and suppressed the embarrassment that had just emerged. She took two sips of the warm water to moisten her throat. She couldn't speak as soon as she opened her mouth: "You..."
Ning Zhi didn't tell her because she didn't want to.
Jiang Yue didn't want to be a self-righteous person. What happened between her and Fu Qingnian was her privacy. If she asked rashly, it would make Ning Zhi feel ugly.
Ning Zhi is inherently shy.
Jiang Yue was afraid that he would make her cry, but after thinking about it, Jiang Yue swallowed back his doubts.
Ning Zhi didn't tell her, so she couldn't ask.
Ning Zhi blinked at her and asked curiously, "What's wrong with me?"
Jiang Yue rambled stiffly: "Did you sleep well last night?"
Ning Zhi's sleep quality was very good last night, but... she slept too late.
She herself couldn't tell whether she couldn't accept Fu Qingnian or secular ethics. She felt that she was useless and as timid as a mouse. She was afraid that outsiders would expose her twisted relationship with Fu Qingnian, and she didn't have enough courage to do it. Resist him.
She is too weak.
Just let yourself forget it.
If you can't resist, just give up.
Gradually, Ning Zhi didn't know what was right and what was wrong.
Sometimes she can even get some satisfaction from this relationship that cannot be seen in the light, but occasionally in the middle of the night, in the joy of her and him embracing each other, she will raise her gurgling eyes and shed tears. It's not right to say this.
Fu Qingnian is a bad guy.
He is also a very vengeful bad guy.
He didn't like hearing unpleasant words from her.
Fu Qingnian just smiled and wiped away her tears thoughtfully, "Yes, sister-in-law."
"So we did it quietly."
"Be good, keep the secret, and don't let my brother know."
Every time Fu Qingnian said something, her face turned a little paler, and gradually she stopped saying things Fu Qingnian didn't like to hear.
She was no match for him, she was simply asking for trouble.
Ning Zhi came to her senses and said softly, "Sleep well."
Seeing her rosy complexion, Jiang Yue believed what she said. She felt that Ning Zhi's personality could easily be bullied, especially a silent and cunning person like Fu Qingnian.
And Ning Zhi seems to be a homebody.
I can't go out for a month.
Wouldn't this stifle people?
Jiang Yue held her hand: "I heard that there is a horse farm here. I will teach you how to ride a horse in a while. How about it?"
Ning Zhi was a little moved, but also a little scared: "I can't."
Jiang Yue felt that her hands were soft and comfortable to touch, "That's why I said I would teach you."
Ning Zhi hesitated: "But...my motor cells are not very developed and I am a bit clumsy. Maybe I should forget it."
Jiang Yue also saw that she was willing, "As long as you are not afraid of pain or falling, you will definitely learn it." After a pause, she said: 'I won't let you fall, believe me, okay?'
Ning Zhi struggled for a few seconds before giving up resistance and nodded heavily to her: "Okay."
The horse farm is inside the manor.
It's just that the manor is so big that it takes a few minutes to get to the racecourse from the main house.
The scene of two girls holding hands is also very eye-catching on this sunny spring day.
Jiang Yue first picked a docile pony at the racecourse. She led the horse out, and there were a few more people outside.
Ning Zhi had been pulled to his side by Fu Qingnian.
When Fu Qingnian saw Jiang Yue, he said calmly, "I won't bother you to teach her. I'll do it."
Jiang Yue: "I won't argue with you. Ask A-Zhi who you would like to teach."
The bickering only made things difficult for Ning Zhi, making her become a heart-to-heart biscuit that was blocked at both ends.
Ning Zhi's hand was caught in Fu Qingnian's palm, and she couldn't escape. She was still afraid of him, but she didn't want to let down Jiang Yue's kindness.
Her face was downcast and her eyes were as red as a rabbit. Fortunately, no one saw her.
She whispered: "My waist hurts a little. I won't study today. I'll just watch you play."
Fu Qingnian sneered and said no more.
Jiang Yue didn't have much to say. It was all because Fu Qing came at the wrong time and insisted on coming over to spoil the fun.
The docile pony led by Jiang Yue was originally chosen for Ning Zhi, but she had to go back and choose a fierce horse.
She turned on her horse and looked heroic.
Jiang Yue pulled the reins, her back straight, her eyes looking forward faintly, her long hair raised high in the strong wind.
She whipped her whip, and the foal beneath her lifted up its hooves and flew away.
She is like a free wind, she can go wherever she wants without any restraint.
Jiang Yue also learned her horse training skills from her uncle. She rode faster and faster without panicking at all.
The long wind rustled past my ears.
She pressed forward.
Jiang Yue looked at the sky in the distance and couldn't help but wonder if she could run back one day if she kept running like this and running so fast.
In a trance.
Jiang Yue seemed to hear the sound of horse hooves coming from behind. She looked back and saw Zhou Ji sitting on the back of a tall horse. He was tall and casually holding the reins controlling the horse. He seemed to be able to do it with ease.
White shirt, black vest.
Very polite.
The muscle lines under the shirt look just right.
Jiang Yue quickly withdrew her gaze and no longer cared about the man behind her. He didn't seem to be planning to stop her, but just followed her quietly.
Jiang Yue seemed to want to compete with him. He flicked his whip, and the horse ran faster and ran wildly.
Others only find it shocking when they see it.
Tragedies involving falling from horses are not uncommon, and some of the more severe falls result in lifelong disability.
Jiang Yue didn't seem afraid at all.
At least there was no fear on her expressionless face.
Perhaps it was because she picked a wild and untamable horse. The faster it went, the more uncontrollable it became.
He rushed into the woods like a wild horse.
The dead tree that seemed to be straddling the stone was running straight ahead.
By the time Jiang Yue saw the obstacle ahead and wanted to stop him, it was already too late, so tightening the reins was of no use.
She's not afraid of falling.
Ever since I was little, I have fallen a lot.
Even during the two years when the Jiang Kingdom was on the verge of collapse, she wanted her own way of death. Hanging herself was a bit embarrassing, and living a cowardly life was humiliating.
It's better to jump off the city wall.
It can be regarded as a kind of sacrifice for the country.
Jiang Yue closed her eyes, but she was not thrown out. The man had already caught up with her, and his voice still sounded calm: "Give me your hand."
Before Jiang Yue could react, someone suddenly grabbed her arm and kicked her hard. The next second she fell onto the man's horse.
He gradually slowed down, and the sound of wind in his ears also stopped.
The man got off his horse first, looked at her quietly, and extended his hand to her.
Jiang Yue looked at him for a while, then slowly stretched out her arms and jumped into his arms. Her chin gently rested on his shoulder: "Thank you."
Zhou Ji asked: "Did you have fun?"
Jiang Yue didn't want to answer.
In fact, her mood did not get better.
Zhou Ji raised her face. The expression on his face was not necessarily very good. It was as cold as frost, and his eyes were also cold. He spoke without any hesitation: "I don't know. I thought you were just seeking death."
Jiang Yue pursed her lips: "I'm not seeking death."
Zhou Ji didn't seem to hear her. He pinched her wrist with his knuckles and said expressionlessly: "If you die, you will die. If you die, there will be nothing."
"There will be no resurrection from the dead."
