Jinsu Liuguang Lightly Worrying about the Years

Jin Lin smiled and didn't speak, picked up the wine jar and filled it up for himself. "Drinking alone is too boring, Jinsu, let's have a drink with Uncle Seventeen. Isn't it a joke that a man can't drink, and it's not a little girl."

It is undeniable that Jin Su was deeply stimulated by the little girl's words, and he glared at Jin Lin angrily, who knew that the latter was just drinking and ignored him at all.

Jinsu felt that he would lose face if he didn't establish a little bit of manliness, so he drank the first glass of wine in his life, and a spicy taste rushed from his chest to his throat, "cough cough."

Who says wine is good to drink?The person whose face was flushed from coughing glared at the person opposite who was drinking leisurely.

Jin Lin couldn't help laughing as he put down the teacup and looked at him. "But it's the first time I drank alcohol? But it's better than when I was three years old. It was just such a small glass of wine, and I was drunk for three days. I was so frightened that my mother and concubine invited the whole concubine to the hospital. Everyone from here is here." Jin Lin burst into tears as he spoke.

Jinsu thought he was delusional, rubbed his eyes, but found that there was nothing on Jinlin's face, and the latter picked up the wine jar and poured it for himself. "This wine gets better the more you drink it."

Jinsu raised his teacup in doubt, and asked casually. "Where is Uncle Seventeen's mother and concubine? Why haven't I seen it in the palace?" He didn't even have any impression of Uncle Seventeen, let alone his concubine mother.

"She is no longer here, not by my side." Jin Lin murmured, drinking another glass of wine.A sneer at the corner of his mouth was particularly dazzling. "Today is her birthday, but no one remembers it anymore."

"What?" Jin Su was so startled that his head sobered up instantly, he put down the teacup in his hand, and looked at Jin Lin, the sadness on that face turned out to be real?

"She said she would stay with me for the rest of her life. Is life so short?" Jin Lin sneered, drinking one cup after another.

"I'm sorry, I don't know, Uncle Seventeen?" Jin Su hurriedly didn't know what to say, he didn't expect it to be like this, if he knew that Jin Lin's mother and concubine were dead, he would definitely not ask half a word, It will not bring back his sad past even more.

"What's wrong with you?" Jin Lin looked at him, "Jin Su, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid my plan would have to wait five or six years before it could be realized. Now that it's all right, I can finally let her rest in peace." It's gone." Jin Lin was lying on the table as he spoke, murmuring some words unconsciously.

"Plan? What plan?" Jinsu was like a monk in Zhanger's life who couldn't figure it out. He wanted to ask Jinlin what the plan was, but after calling a few times, he found that the latter was already sleeping on his stomach, and he felt helpless.

People say that using wine to relieve sorrow makes sorrow worse, but Jinsu feels this way at this time.

How did Uncle Seventeen's mother and concubine die?Although the concubines in the harem could only be caused by jealousy apart from normal deaths, Jinsu was somewhat suspicious when he saw the deep hatred in his eyes when he talked about his mother just now.

And what exactly is his plan?When did you help him?

Jinsu suddenly felt a severe headache, could it be that he drank too much just now?Alcohol is a thing that hurts the body, and I have never drank alcohol.

They are all Uncle Seventeen.

Thinking of this, Jinsu also fell asleep on the table.

When his breathing became even, Jin Lin, who should have been sound asleep, suddenly raised his head from the table, with a very nice smile on his face. "This brat took me a lot of effort."

As he spoke, he stood up, walked to Jinsu's side, picked him up and put him on the bed.

Under the light, Jinsu's face was rosy, his eyes were quietly closed, but his brows were slightly furrowed, wondering if he had dreamed of something bad.

"Uncle Seventeen knows all about your uneasiness and fear. Now, just sleep well, and when you wake up, nothing will happen."

"Jinsu, you should thank that man. He has tried his best to keep you safe."

Jin Lin looked at the person on the bed and smiled helplessly, "Xiao Qianyou, since you care so much about him, why don't you stay by his side to protect him all the time?"Are you really not afraid that he will be snatched away by me?

From the seventeenth prince:

Xiaomou has already set up a net to wait for the silver fox to sneak in. Jinsu is young and doesn't know the seriousness, and he is afraid of ruining the big event.

In just a few lines, the person used the fastest message delivery channel of Xiaoxiang Tower to send it to him. I was really afraid that something might have gone wrong with this person?Why didn't Jinsu stay by his side when he needed him?

Xiao Qianyou, you are too greedy, since you pretend to be the world in your heart, how can you pretend to be Jinsu?

You only plan for yourself, have you ever thought about this child?

Xiaofu.

Zhu Ganshang looked at the letter paper in his hand and was very angry. This man, knowing that it was a trap, went ahead without hesitation. I really don't understand what he was thinking.

Yueya saw that the lights in Zhu Ganshang's room were still on, and knocked on the door curiously. "Princess, it's late, it's time to rest."

After not hearing a response from inside for a long time, Yue Yaxin asked, did the princess fall asleep again and forgot to turn off the lights?She didn't do such a thing once or twice.Thinking of her gently opening the door, she saw that the quilt on the red embroidered bed was neatly folded and there was no trace of movement at all.

"Princess!" Yueya was shocked. She had been in the small courtyard just now and didn't leave, and she didn't see the princess coming out. Where did the princess go?But thinking about it carefully, the princess was always very mysterious during this time, and she didn't even let me follow her when she went out. Could it be that the princess didn't even tell me something?

Zhu Ganshang headed towards the familiar temple all the way out of the city gate.

The yellow ribbon was still flying.

She searched the entire temple, but she couldn't see the black figure, so she couldn't help feeling anxious, and shouted loudly, "Where are you, Silver Fox?"

"Silver fox, come out for me!"

A sense of powerlessness swept over Zhu Ganshang's body, and the kind of loss that could not be found made her feel panic.

"Silver fox, that's a conspiracy, you idiot, don't you always claim to be smart? Why can't you even see through this little conspiracy?"

Zhu Ganshang was tired from shouting, and he slumped on the ground, and the paper in his hand fell down.

On the white rice paper, black characters are elegant and free.

Outside the temple, the black figure gradually moved away, and the shouts behind him gradually weakened.

As you said, he is very important to me, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, I will go.

The mission of my life in this world is revenge, and my belief in living is him.

Princess Wentong, thank you for helping me these days. What you have on your body is not poison, but ordinary ice powder, which can be cured by ordinary doctors.

The sound of the system is also worshiped by the silver fox.