How to break the fast wearing as a villain

Chapter 216 Marquis You Are So Beautiful (7)

In the end, Lu Zijin scratched his palm lightly with his fingertips in a place where others could not see, and then withdrew his hand unsatisfied.

At that moment, Yeming felt as if he had been molested.

But both of them pretended nothing happened, sat down calmly, waited for a while, Ye Ming couldn't help asking: "I don't know what Chang Ke saw?"

"Sixteen words for you." Lu Zijin said inscrutablely.

"what?"

"Become famous at a young age, the troubled times are turbulent, the lonely shadow returns home, and the iron armor is already cold."

As soon as these words came out, it was obvious that the whole body of the person opposite was stiff, and then his body was tense and motionless.

Yeming did become famous at a young age. He was the most famous Pianpian boy in the entire capital. When he was 17 years old, he went to the army with his father in troubled times. When he came back, he was alone. His father was buried on the battlefield. None were recovered.

Unexpectedly, when he defeated the enemy army and returned to the capital triumphantly, the emperor felt that he was self-respecting and tried him repeatedly.

The soldiers' bones were not yet cold, but the iron armor was already cold to the bottom of the valley.

After that, he complained of illness and returned his military power, but in an instant.

The little attendant has never studied, so naturally he doesn't understand the meaning of it, but he feels that his young master seems to have been greatly frightened, and hurriedly slapped a piece of silver on the table: "Forget it, forget it," and then help him Holding his young master's arm, he coaxed in a low voice, "Young master, let's go in."

Yeming didn't move, but raised his head slightly, his voice was no longer as calm as before: "I don't know... how did the Daoist see it?"

Lu Zijin smiled lowly, naturally the system told her.

But she didn't say it directly, she pondered for a while, and said: "Naturally, I found it out by touching the bones. Pindao never touches the bones for men. This time, I made an exception just because you are a destined person."

The person under the hat gave a low laugh, and asked again: "Then I don't know if Chang has anything to say about my sixteen-character gift?"

Lu Zijin thought for a while and replied, "Be content with the status quo."

Yeming was obviously taken aback, but then she heard the person on the opposite side leaning her head, the white gauze on her bamboo hat fell on the table, and the deep female voice deliberately disguised as a male voice said: "Your heart is unpredictable."

That's disrespectful...

Yeming looked a little startled, before he recovered, he saw that the person opposite Shi Shiran had sat up straight.

The two sat awkwardly in their seats for a while, and Yeming suddenly felt that the depression that he had accumulated in his heart for many years was slightly relieved. He had a lot of words, which were buried in his heart. False, and finally became depressed.

You can't say those words, once you say them, you will be beheaded...

While he was surprised that the other party could know so much, he was also surprised that the other party was a young girl...

Maybe she didn't pretend to be deliberately, as long as someone with a little vision can see through her tricks.

But these reasonable words made him doubt again...

"Okay, I originally counted it as a marriage here. I made an exception to touch the bones for the young master earlier, and it was counted as merit. Now, Pindao should count the marriage for the young master."

Yeming's contemplation was pulled back by her, and he paused for a moment with his raised head, as if a little embarrassed: "No, it's ready..."

He came in line because he thought the Taoist leader was interesting, not really...it was a marriage.

Seeing that he wanted to stand up and leave, Lu Zijin suddenly became a little upset: "Sir, wait."

Ye Ming's leg that was about to stand up was softened by her shout, and she sat on the chair: "...what's the matter?"

"Pindao just evacuated all the guests just because of you, a predestined person, but now you say that you don't count, which makes Pindao..." These words are full of embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, Yeming raised the brim of his hat, glanced at the person opposite him from inside, pursed his lips slightly, then sat down, and sighed softly: "Let's forget it."

His heart is dead, how can there be marriage?

Lu Zijin waited for a while, then said, "Put out your hand."

"Didn't you touch it once?"

"I almost forgot the touch, I need to touch it again."

"..." He stretched out his hand silently.

It's not that he thinks too much, her fingers are pressed against his hand, the nails are rounded and smooth, the fingertips are slightly pink, the fingertips are either pressed against the back of his hand, or pressed against the palm of his hand, the warm and dry feeling , very different from what I imagined, at least not as cold as imagined, nor as tough as an ordinary man.

Every time she moved her hand, she could feel tremors from that skin...

　(Long-lost small theater)

　　Lu Zijin, who tried every means to take advantage of her: Beauty, let me touch it again~
　　The author who can write all his hands like...: Beauty, why don't you drive?

　　Yeming, who was absent-minded but willing to be touched: drive?Do you have a driver's license?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)