The vicious villain is pretending to be weak again

Was it left for that proton?

Xu Guanlan moved his fingertips slightly, but everything he heard after returning to Beijing these days flashed through his mind.

face?

His eyes were too sharp, Jiang Lingyi turned her head as if feeling something, but bumped into the dark eyes

She was a little inexplicable, and a chill rose on her tailbone.

"what happened?"

With a bang, he closed the window with a cold expression.

"It's cold, don't look at it."

After saying that, he got up to leave. Jiang Lingyi was a little dazed, and sat there blankly watching him leave before adding a sentence belatedly.

"Take that one away too, Xu Jiu!"

Hairpin, who was guarding the door, raised her head sharply, only to see Xu Guanlan's brows sinking, and a gloomy annoyance flashed across her face, but someone's voice came out from behind her.

"I do not go!"

Jiang Yan stood up wrapped in a quilt, and deliberately raised his voice, shouting.

"If I don't leave, I will stay here. A man is brave enough to be brave. I did not do well in the past, but there must be a chance to make up for it! Even if you drive me away, I will come tomorrow! The day after tomorrow Also come! As long as you don't forgive me for a day, I will come every day!"

The roots of Zanxing's ears hurt slightly, she looked weird, and turned her head slowly, only to see that the person who was still clamoring just now was stunned by a hand knife, He Qing caught the fainted Jiang Yan, Xu Guanlan's expression subsided, There was no reaction, as if the emotion just now was just an illusion of Hairpin.

He was wearing a black robe, and within a few breaths he blended into the night, and the small courtyard returned to calm.

And hearing that the outside was finally clear, Jiang Lingyi's brows relaxed.

She had no intention of performing some tricks with Jiang Yan to turn the prodigal son back. She was not the one who was hurt, so how could she forgive her?

The "Jiang Lingyi" in this life has become her, but all the grievances she has suffered are not vain, but a sharp knife, cutting her into pieces, and bleeding all over her body. Thinking of strange memories makes me feel painful, so what about the person who really bears it?

There are always people in this world who think that all their crimes can be undone, but they never think about it.

The moment the injury occurs, any punishment is just a display of moral hypocrisy,

Thinking of this, Jiang Lingyi rubbed her forehead, and put aside those things she didn't want to care about. She raised her hand and opened the closed window a small crack, and picked up the pile of booklets.

Today's these, she has not carefully looked at.

Opening the booklet, the cold wind came in through the gap, her eyelashes trembled, and the book that was shattered into powder was blown up with the wind, and the dust swirled, and it also fell in front of this small table. first snow.

The candle was always bright, and Jiang Lingyi supported her forehead with a smile.

She seemed to smell the sour vinegar from the old cellar.

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At the foot of the mountain, Jiang Yan, who was thrown in the corner without any rules, woke up leisurely. He gasped, the back of his neck hurt unbearably. The big quilt wrapped around the mountain almost felt like being smothered to death.

With difficulty, he got his head out and struggled to sit up, only to realize that he was sitting in the corner of the carriage, as if he had been thrown carelessly.

Just as he was about to say a bad word, he saw the figure sitting in the darkness, the black color was like washes, and he could vaguely see the outline of the handsome man with facial features. He was startled, and then called out belatedly.

"Ninth brother."

The man in the ink robe just responded indifferently, but he didn't open his eyes to look at him. Jiang Yan admired this elder brother of the Xu family the most when he was young, but he was inexplicably afraid of him.

Not because of anything he did.

It's just that some people, even if he is as gentle as a jade in Qiongshan Mountain, you can't really see him as a harmless and fragile jade man, because he just stands there, and makes you feel in awe for no reason, and dare not rash.

What's more, Xu Guanlan is not a bodhisattva heart. People like them, let alone Jiang Yan, even Jiang Heng, who was the most stubborn in his youth, could not help but have some lives in his hands.

They were born to stand on the shoulders of their parents and surpass all living beings, and loving the people like sons is just a slogan that the king loves.

Would Jiang Yan really care about the hundreds of people who died in the mine that day?

Would he care about the slaves who died at his hands all these years?

Not so.

Do people really care about the life and death of ants?Do people really care about the short life of mayflies?

People like them are used to enjoying peace and happiness, and they are also used to seeing life and death. Even if they see other people's disasters and frozen bones, they will only wear brocade clothes and jade silk, sit in the rich and noble room, and enjoy the beauty of the stars. In Yue's flattery and pursuit, I sighed.

Why not eat minced meat?

But who would blame him for his ignorance?

No, just like what happened in Phoenix Mountain, even if he committed a felony, even if he was the instigator, the ones who really suffer the consequences are those slaves whose life is like grass, even if they are not wrong, even if they have done nothing, Even if they had nothing to do with Jiang Yan, they were born to lose their lives. Even if they were like tamed animals, lying on the ground, raising their hands high and begging to live another day, they still had to lose their lives. life.

This world is so unreasonable.

People are divided into high and low ranks, grades, grades, grades, peasants, businessmen, and scholars, but there are lords above the scholars, and there are nobles and nobles. Every class seems to be an insurmountable gap.

The Xu family is the head of the family.

Therefore, in Jiang Yan's mind, no matter how kind Xu Guanlan was, he was someone who should not be offended.

The distinction between respect and inferiority has long been engraved in his head, and he dared to offend Zhao Quan, because Zhao Quan had the blood of a sinful slave in his heart, so he was naturally not considered a noble person.

And Jiang Yan's arrogance, when he meets someone who is more valuable than himself, he will wither like a quail. This is the core of his philistine without knowing it.

Seeing that it was Xu Guanlan who took him down the mountain himself, Jiang Yan's shoulders collapsed, and he regretted it.

"Ninth brother, she is really cruel, I...I...we are brothers and sisters, does she just hate me like this?"

"Ah."

"I...huh?"

Jiang Yan, who just wanted to vomit bitterness, got a firm answer, and was stunned in a daze.

"What...what... Brother Ninth..."

"I have no relationship or reason with you, so I can't be considered your elder brother." Xu Guanlan's voice was cold and cold, which made Jiang Yan blush in embarrassment.

Jiang Yan, who had never been so humiliated by Xu Guanlan, couldn't even laugh. The name Nine Brother was naturally called by him to get close to Xu Guanlan, but after so many years, Xu Guanlan had never been so clearly alienated from him. Even in his tone, he revealed the meaning of boredom.

"...Yes...I took the liberty..."

"Your brother has asked the deputy general to pick you up in person, and I will arrange a new residence for you. After a while, you will go to Zhenzhou with the deputy general." Xu Guanlan frowned impatiently, and his tone was uncompromising. One word determined Jiang Yan's stay or stay.

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