Jinsu Liuguang Lightly Worrying about the Years

On the streets of Jingzhao, the man in black turned around suddenly, and there was no one behind him. He smiled at himself, because he was worrying too much.

He raised his head and took a deep breath. Five years had passed, but he still couldn't forget that the throbbing in his heart was always in him. That person still existed in this world, but...

Le Xuan, Brother Wang really can't find you!

The person who once decided to hold his hand for the rest of his life was lost by himself like this?Only the jar of ashes is left with him.

If it is destined to be lost, it is better not to have it from the beginning.

Everyone, seeing that stalwart figure squatting down, telling his helplessness with trembling shoulders, no one took a step forward.

Under the same sky, the man in red with high black hair stood in front of the green bamboo with his hands behind his back. The expression on his face was complicated and hard to discern. After a long time, his bright but thin lips parted slightly, and a soft sigh flowed out.

Thinking that I should have let go of it long ago, but the feeling that I could hide was aroused again after meeting that person, and it seemed that there was no stagnation at all.

That heart that has gradually cooled with the passage of time, feels the joy of beating again in five years, no, that is not joy.

An Lexuan's denial was just because of that person's repeated deceptions.

"Uncle An, is something bothering you?" The voice of a pretentious child sounded from behind An Lexuan, interrupting his thoughts.

Without turning his head, An Lexuan had already recognized that the person was Su Ling, as expected, seeing the person in front of him, he smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the little head, and said with a smile: "Ling'er doesn't need to accompany your father? "

"Father locked himself in the study room by himself, and Ling'er was not allowed to accompany him. Auntie also has her own affairs. Ling'er thinks that Uncle An is not happy recently, so he came here to accompany Uncle specially!" the little man said. Licking the candied haws in my hand while imitating the tone of an adult, it's really funny.

An Lexuan laughed softly, thinking that Jinsu must be thinking about how to deal with that person tomorrow: "Uncle is not unhappy, Ling'er can go and play by himself!"

"Uncle is lying. Both you and father have something to do. Ling'er has grown up and is not a child." Su Ling tilted his head. Although a ten-year-old child knows little, he has learned to read people's faces. No matter how much he pretends to be alone However, the emotion in his eyes cannot be deceived.

An Lexuan knew that Su Ling had been with Jin Su since he was a child and had learned a bit from him, so he no longer refuted his words, but directly changed the subject: "Since Ling'er has grown up, there is a good way to help you Auntie reconciled with your uncle? Your auntie is the one who needs comfort most now."

Unexpectedly, Su Ling sighed heavily when he heard the words, turned around and sat on the stone table beside him, put down the gourd in his hand, with a look of helplessness: "It's a common thing for my aunt and uncle to quarrel, how do others know?"

An Lexuan couldn't help but said inwardly: You are a big kid.Depressed in my heart, but most of it was gone, "What do you want to do when Ling'er grows up?"

"Father tells Ling'er to do whatever Ling'er wants to do! Now Ling'er has to listen to his father and learn medical skills." The small eyes that were originally slightly melancholic were immediately full of vitality because of An Lexuan's question.

"Then don't hurry up now? If your father finds out that you are playing around here, he will punish you again!" Seizing the opportunity, An Lexuan thought about sending this brat away, no matter how much he pretended to be, After all, he is still a child who knows nothing about the world.

This trick really worked, when the villain heard the words, he picked up the candied haws on the table, and while running, he didn't forget to turn his head and tell An Lexuan, "Uncle An, please be happy!"

An Lexuan shook his head and chuckled, when did he need a child to comfort him?Could it be that he was really so bad that he wrote everything on his face?Can even a child see it?

The cherry blossoms fell and were gently swept away.

There was a knock on the door in the small courtyard, but it didn't affect Jinsu, he calmly said, "Come in!" He was still writing in a hurry, splashing ink on a landscape painting.

The young man in blue cloth came in respectfully with a cup of tea. If you looked carefully, you would have noticed that the tray was shaking very slightly.The visitor put the tray in his hand on the table, took the white jade porcelain cup inside, and handed it to Jinsu; "My lord, drink tea!"

Hearing the sound, the wolf hair in Jinsu's hand froze for a moment, a large amount of ink was left on the white rice paper, and that stroke became the failure of the whole painting.

"It's a pity!" With such regret, Jinsu put down the pen in his hand, picked up a cloth beside him and wiped his hands, looked up, and saw that the youthful boy at the time was now a man of talent.Reaching out to take the steaming tea, Jinsu smiled brightly: "Fengzhu, I'm so sorry for you!"

Feng Zhu respectfully retreated to the side: "My lord has the kindness to rebuild my slaves, even if I die."

Jinsu lifted the lid, and the unique fragrance of tea came out, taking a sip was an incomparable enjoyment.Hearing Feng Zhu's words, he chuckled softly: "Why does this king want you to die? You all give me good care of this king so I can rest easy."

"Thanks to the prince, everything is fine in Prince Anding's Mansion."

"That's good!" As he said, Jinsu handed him back the tea in his hand: "After all, it is Jingzhao. Even the tea has a little more artificial flavor, which is still better than Shunshuo's." His eyes touched Feng Zhu stretched out his hand, the little finger of his left hand was broken to the root, and he covered it with a black glove, "Does your hand still hurt?"

Hearing this, Fengzhu's hand holding the teacup trembled, and said hastily: "Thanks to the medicine from the lord, there is no more pain now!"

"Really?" Jin Su lowered his head and put away the rice paper on the table, seeing that the painting was no longer available, he had to find time to paint again.

Back then, I once thought that Fengzhu was arranged by Jinye to be a spy by my side, so I wanted to get rid of him before going to Shunshuo, but unexpectedly, the latter cut off his own finger to prove his innocence, and said that his family was killed Jin Ye asked, and firmly stated that he had never done anything to offend Prince Anding's mansion.

Time was running out, so I had to ask Jinlin to investigate secretly, and found that he had not lied, so he rescued his family by the way, and handed over the huge Anding Palace to him.

"By the way, where is Lu'e?" Once she entered Xiaoxiang, even if she died, she would be Xiaoxiang's ghost, but she didn't expect that person to agree to Lu'e's request and let her leave Xiaoxiang Tower safely. Jinsu had never seen clearly that person. The man, the man named Xiao Qianyou.

"Sister Lu'e is watching the food in the kitchen, she said that the prince came back after a long time, and he will make a big meal." Feng Zhu put the teacup on the tray and prepared to leave. "What does the prince like to drink, I will find it for you!"

"Just plain water!" Jinsu thought for a while.

"Understood!" Although Feng Zhu had doubts, he still took the order and left.