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Jiang Qing's first impression of Yu Shisan was not good.

Apart from the fact that she resembled the woman in white in the nightmare, the sense of danger brought to her by this rival of the young lord of the same family was far better than anyone she had come into contact with before—even, she had a vague sense of danger. There is a premonition: if she is left alone, one day she will fall into the hands of Yan Shisan.

There is no evidence, but this feeling is lingering.

Now, she has a new understanding: the face of Shisan is too confusing. Whenever she is stared at so intently, there is always an illusion of deep love, which makes people lose their judgment in an instant. .

Jiang Qing secretly warned herself: If she is not sure to get rid of her, she can only stay away from her, at least until she is not affected too deeply by it.

However, even though she warned herself over and over again in her heart, when she woke up, she was already on her way to Xingcheng Cen's house.

There was a lot of annoyance in my heart, but nothing showed on my face, I just glanced at Yu Thirteen, who was sitting upright, looking like a fairy, and asked unintentionally: "Young Master, is it true that you are going to Juecheng to seal your family this time?" Just to get back my sword?"

She has not forgotten the endless traps and obstacles in the stone room of the Feng family, as well as the misty conversation between Yu Shisan and the female teacher-there must be hidden secrets in it.

"Not bad." Yu Shisan nodded, and suddenly glanced at the hairpin in her hair, and praised softly, "It's very suitable."

Jiang Qing was stunned for a moment before she realized that she answered the first sentence in the affirmative, but the latter sentence referred to the hairpin stuck in her hair—subconsciously wanted to caress the hairpin, or simply pull it out and return it to her— —Moving his fingertips, he did not do so after all.

It's just that the question "Since I found the sword, why didn't I guard the sword with Tan Xinjue" quietly swallowed it back.

Forget it, this person likes to be crowded with them, so let her go. As for the hairpin, let's keep it for now.

After being silent for a while, she felt awkward again. She glanced at Tan Xinjue, who was not far or near, and stroked Xinghen Bingluan's feathers, and found that the tentacles were a little bald, so she switched sides and continued touching. The aura that had just started to build up was let down by three points. It didn't seem like a straightforward notification, but rather a kind discussion: "I will part with you two in Xingcheng later, and I won't go to the city with my clan sister..."

"Young Master Jiang, have you ever asked... Miss Xi's thoughts?" When Yu Shisan mentioned Ying Xi's name, she paused indistinctly, making her almost think that the other party had already seen through Ying Xi's true identity. .

The implication was that she couldn't help being stunned.

"Xi'er, do you want to go to Xingcheng?" She did decide the itinerary on her own initiative, but she didn't think that the understanding Ying Xi would fail to see what she meant—it was just a symbolic question , to refute Yu Shisan's determination.

What I didn't expect was Ying Xi's answer.

The slender girl blinked her eyes, pursed her lips in embarrassment, and said softly but firmly: "Sister Qing, Xi'er wants to go to Xingcheng."

"...Okay." Jiang Qing forced a smile, sighed almost inaudibly, stretched out her hand to rub Ying Xi's hair, and deliberately used some strength to mess up her soft hair. Seeing her The bright eyes looked over with flattering and apologetic expressions, no matter how displeased he was, he lost his temper after being looked at, and finally compromised.

His eyes turned around Ying Xi and Yan Shisan, he didn't say anything, but a thought flashed in his eyes: these two people have something to hide from him.

After thinking about it, she pinched Ying Xi's finger, gave her a wink, and asked via voice transmission: Why do you want to go to Xingcheng?

There is another question she didn't ask - why did she have to go through the muddy water with this concubine Shisan?

Could it be that the lessons in the Absolute City are not enough?

It's not going to be a good thing to get mixed up with this concubine thirteen.

Ying Xi bit her lip, and tightly wrapped her hand in her palm with her backhand—Jiang Qing realized that since when she first met, the petite and thin girl had grown into a slender and elegant girl. In her eyes, there is still a child who needs protection and care, but this palm, which was once less than half of her own, has slender and strong fingers, which are able to hold her hand—the bottom of her deep eyes seems to be constricted In the dark fire, the sound transmission replied: This day, the Tao Cen family and my Ying family cannot escape the vengeance.

A simple sentence instantly curbed Jiang Qing's hesitation and dispelled her idea of ​​running away.

It was too long ago that the Ying Clan exterminated the clan, and she had only heard about it a little, but did not participate in it, let alone feel the pain and hatred.

But now there is only Ying Xi left in the Ying family. Even if you don't talk about the relationship between the Jiang Ying family, just because of her relationship with Ying Xi, she won't just sit idly by.

Unlike Juecheng, which no one cares about, Xingcheng, which is only a few hundred miles away, is crowded with people, and it is lively and noisy.

Before Jiang Qing's Xingshen Bingluan approached the city gate, he saw a long queue of crowded people in front of the city gate. There were ordinary cars, and there were all kinds of beasts circling the sky. The guards were driving rather mighty horses. The riding beasts came forward to examine one by one, and never let a fish slip through the net.

While breathing and drinking, there was a sense of nervousness, as if some major event was going on in this city, and the investigation was very strict.

"How many of you came to Xingcheng for divination?" Someone with a good cause stepped forward and asked.

"In my opinion, he should be here to attend the succession ceremony." Another person said.

At the same time, the interrogating guards also approached them aggressively.

Before anyone approached, Tan Xinjue's expression sharpened sharply, and a sword light slashed down, making the guard who was a few feet away from Yan Shisan dare not approach him again.

He raised his hand and threw a command talisman, hanging it in front of the guard, almost sticking it on the man's face, snorted coldly and said: "Fengcheng Tanjia is here to envoy, please see Master Cen, you go Let me know."

"It turned out to be the envoy of the Tan family. I have lost my way to greet you, and I have lost my way to welcome you... I hope the messenger will forgive me. I will report to you, please." Without waiting for the guard to reply, he rushed forward from behind him. A man in charge pushed the guards away with a palm, and when he turned his head to face Tan Xinjue, he nodded and bowed extremely obsequiously. While winking at his subordinates, he bowed to invite Tan Xinjue inside.

Amidst the whispers of those who entered the city, several people crossed the line without paying attention, and followed the steward into the city.

The person in charge is good at flattering, and he is also a person who is very good at observing words and expressions. He can see that although Tan Xinjue has come forward to negotiate, these people are vaguely headed by Yu Shisan-although he still looks at it for a while. He didn't know who the thirteen people were from, but he also knew that he was not something he could easily offend.

Therefore, even though he was speaking respectfully to Tan Xinjue, his gaze was quietly watching Yu Shisan, for fear of causing her to frown.

"Where is this going?" Tan Xinjue asked impatiently after walking for a while following the steward's guidance.

"Your Majesty Cen is busy with the ceremony. It is inconvenient to welcome guests at this time. Why don't the servants take you to the guest room to rest first, and the honored guests are here to invite you." The young servant whispered a few words, and the person in charge pondered for a moment. , and then said to Tan Xinjue with a shy face, carefully looking at Yan Shisan and the others from the corner of his eyes.

With Jiang Qing's cultivation, she naturally listened to the conversation between the boy and the steward, and knew that they did not dare to disturb the master's house at all, and they were afraid of neglecting the distinguished guests, so they decided to stay for the guests now and wait for them. The master will report again when he is free.

Jiang Qing glanced at the manager who was talking serious, with a half-smile, then turned to look at Misan Shisan, who slightly bent his lips towards her, but said in a cool voice, "Where is Cen Yi?"

The steward smiled coyly, and was about to find an excuse to evade it. Unexpectedly, Tan Xinjue glared, and a part of the dragon-slaying sword appeared in his hand. The silver light hurt the steward's eyes, and he couldn't help but slap Trembling: "Your honored guest, calm down, calm down... this servant, let's go now..."

"Lead the way." Yu Shisan glanced lightly at Tan Xinjue, the latter came to understand, put the sword around the steward's neck without saying a word, grabbed his collar with one hand, and threatened sullenly.

"I, I obey... Your honored guest, go this way!" The manager felt the terrifying chill on his neck, his teeth stuttered in fright, and he managed to calm down, not daring to perfunctory any more, and led the way tremblingly .

He originally wanted to play tricks and wink to teach the boy to report to a higher-level steward, but the boy who obeyed at first was so afraid of being hurt that he ignored his hints and slipped into the corner timidly. In the village, they only dared to hang around neither far nor near, but no one dared to stand up and say a word.

Jiang Qing glanced around the crowd who were high-spirited but had nothing to do with her, and a mocking smile could not help but float on her lips.

She didn't pay attention, but Ying Xi followed her every step of the way. Seeing her ironic smile, she raised her lips feelingly, and saw her casually playing with the baubles sold by the blatant street vendors with one hand, and empty the other hand. Hanging helplessly by her side, she felt itchy in her heart, and couldn't help but want to hold that jade-like hand.

Just as she was about to move, her eyes froze, but she realized that Yu Shisan's gloomy gaze fell on the side of Jiang Qing's face calmly and calmly - although she had a cold and indifferent look, there were soft and deep waves in her eyes, helpless And dotingly looked at Jiang Qing's unknowing little actions and childishness.

Ying Xi froze when she stretched out her hand, she lowered her head, the darkness in her eyes flashed past, then she raised her head again, mustering up her courage again; at this moment, Jiang Qing had already walked away a few steps, and was looking at another street vendor. goods.

Yu Shisan stood very close to her, talking to her in a warm voice, as if she glanced at her inadvertently, and the sharp edge disappeared in the blink of an eye, as quickly as her illusion.

Pursing her lips, Ying Xi clenched Kong Luoluo's fingers tightly, like clenching an empty heart.

It's just one step away.

But this step, she couldn't cross it no matter what.

Half intimidating and half threatening, holding the leader in charge hostage, the few people walked through the bustling long street unhurriedly, and after a short while, the Cen family's grand mansion finally appeared in front of them.

Unlike the bustling Outer Street, this place is unexpectedly quiet.

After the guard at the gate saw the token shown by the obedient steward and Tan Xinjue, he let it go without saying a word.

Behind the screen wall in the house, there was an extremely wide venue, hundreds of people gathered to hold a ceremony, and the only sound was the footsteps of everyone.

When Jiang Qing and the others entered, they saw hundreds of people kneeling respectfully behind the desks on both sides, looking straight at the woman in the middle; the woman was wearing a scarlet gown with a white skirt , embroidered with flamboyant dark gold thread, her hair tied up in a bun meticulously, her elegant face was stern and serious, her lips were tightly pursed, and she seemed a little preoccupied, but her movements of performing the ceremony were unruffled and graceful.

The master of ceremonies behind him sang, "Najib—"

After the case, a young man also dressed in scarlet clothes stood up and walked towards the woman excitedly.

——She is still more suitable for a moon-white dress, the scarlet color is too flamboyant and too escaping.

Jiang Qing didn't know what was wrong with her, but just looking at the woman, such a thought suddenly appeared in her heart.

But after thinking about it, this was the first time she saw each other.

Just when he was wondering, he saw that the woman paused and suddenly stopped the steps of saluting. Amidst the uproar, she gently stroked her sleeves and smiled slightly at Jiang Qing and the others: "Long time no see."

The woman in scarlet clothes was clearly talking to Yu Shisan, but Jiang Qing felt that her penetrating eyes were looking at him deeply, the eyes were gentle and sad, as if she had a thousand words, but she couldn't say anything ; It seems that I have known her for many years and have an inseparable bond and opportunity.

Jiang Qing stroked the ring that suddenly became hot, and frowned slightly.

——Who is this woman?

The author has something to say: The reason for not updating for several days is actually very complicated...

The most fundamental thing is - too cold to do anything_(:зゝ∠)_

Okay, my fault, squatting in the corner and reflecting on QWQ