Jinsu Liuguang Lightly Worrying about the Years

Seeing that Jinsu held the letter in his hand, he shook the dew on his clothes, looked around, took the vase that originally held the beautiful cherry blossoms, and put the peach blossoms, but the withered cherry blossoms were treated like that without mercy. Tossed in the trash.

"What are you doing?" Jinsu has never loved peach blossoms. He just thinks that such flowers are too mundane. Even if they are not ugly, they still don't like them. Cherry blossoms are different. In just a few days, they bloom the most beautiful self .

"This room of yours should change its furnishings occasionally, and you're not an old man in his decades, so why should the first floor remain the same?" An Lexuan said, moving the stove to the side of Jinsu's leg and lighting it up: "Your Why don't you light a stove if your legs can't catch cold?"

"It's already a useless leg, why wasted so much effort?" Jinsu's eyes fell on his legs, his face was stained with a touch of sadness. In this life, even if he becomes successful and famous, he is just a useless person who cannot stand. "This is not what you Jinsu should say!" An Lexuan said, already squatting down, reaching out to massage Jinsu's body!Insensible legs.

Jinsu wanted to stop him, but he just sighed softly: "What else can I say?" Even if he didn't want to admit it, he still couldn't change the fact! "Ling'er Yu Wangdie and the others are safe!"

"Why don't you just get rid of Black Eagle, he's a big threat! Jin Ye loses him, it's like a broken arm." An Lexuan said quietly, touching Jin Su's ankle with both hands, through the boots, I can feel the two wounds on my hand.

"Since he is Jin Ye's powerful and beloved general, rather than expending all his efforts to get rid of him, it is better to let Jin Ye do it himself!" Jin Su is also considered to be scheming.

"What you said is simple, Jin Ye is the emperor, so it's not easy for him to protect someone?" Jin Su thought, it's wonderful, but how could that person obediently kill Hei Ying?So what if he knew that he killed Jin Jingyun?Now that Jin Jingyun is dead, Jin Ye naturally doesn't want to tarnish his face, and will not make this matter public, or, this matter is simply Jin Ye's idea.

"What if Black Eagle goes to assassinate Jin Ye?" Jin Su smiled mysteriously, "I have asked Qinglong to help, he knows the art of disguise, although he is not proficient, but it is enough to deal with Black Eagle."

"Qinglong? He is a carefree person, how can he listen to you?" An Lexuan raised his head in surprise, but he didn't know that Jinsu would speak to him.

"I suspect that Qianyou's disappearance is related to Jin Ye. If I tell Qinglong like this, even if he has doubts, he will definitely help me. Besides, in today's world, there are people who can make Qianyou bow their heads, and those who dare to do something to him , apart from that emperor, I am afraid that there is no other person with such power." Jin Su lightly pressed An Lexuan's hand, signaling him not to press it anymore.

Secretly thinking that he was smart, An Lexuan was still worried: "What are you going to do? What you are going to face is the emperor of Yasukuni!" Even if he can help him, his ability is limited.

Jinsu nodded, gave him a reassuring smile, reached out and took a letter from the table beside him, and handed it to him: "Please trouble Lexuan to deliver this letter to Uncle Thirteen for me, and send him to the palace. Remember, be quiet."

An Lexuan reached out to take it, with a lot of doubts in his heart, but he turned and left without asking anything.

"Why didn't Le Xuan ask me what I'm going to do?" Jin Su pinched the dagger in his hand, seeing An Lexuan's expression just now, thought he would ask himself, but he didn't expect that the latter didn't say anything.

"You are a smart person. Tell me what is needed and what is not needed. You know very well. I have already said that I support all the decisions you make, so you should fully trust you!" After the words fell, An Lexuan's figure had disappeared by the door.

The wooden door slammed shut, and Jinsu gently raised the corners of his mouth. In this life, exchanging that vague love for this friendship, which is stronger than gold, is not in vain. It's just that there is always regret in my heart. A feeling that I have deliberately ignored always gushes out crazily in the dead of night.

"Qianyou, what should I do with you?" He raised his head, closed his eyes gently, his long eyelashes trembled slightly in the air, the corners of his mouth formed a line, and he could no longer maintain that fake smile.

Wufengtai, which had been silent for five years, became lively again, but it was full of sorrows and joys, and the sound of weeping.

When all the officials arrived at the scene, they still stood tall, wearing white filial piety clothes, stretching into a continuous piece, looking around, like long white dragons.

The altar was built early, and the government and the people complained about it.

Jin Ye stood alone on the high platform, with a dragon flying in the sky tattooed on his snow-white robe, with a filial cloth tied on his forehead, and with his hands behind his back, he stared straight at the big characters in front of him: Holy Lord, First Emperor.

He succeeded to the throne for five years, and this man slept in the ground for five years, trying to find the cause of death, and wanted to take Jinsu into custody because of an accident in Prince Anding's mansion. How can I do nothing about him?

He sighed deeply, and whispered in his mouth: "Father, why do you all protect Jinsu? He is an unknown son! Xiao Qianyou is like this, you are like this, even God is like this, time and time again Help him? What is it for?"

"Now that you're gone and Xiao Qianyou is missing, the emperor wants to see who else in the world can help him? See whose side God is on?"

Jinlin stood quietly in front of the officials, with her head down, wondering what she had been thinking about.

The whole scene is nothing but mourning and weeping.

"Crash!" "Crash!"

The sound of the wheelchair paddling in the aisle was unusually abrupt, and everyone looked up. The man in white had a slight sadness on his face, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived beside Jinlin.

After five years, this man appeared in front of everyone for the second time, still calm and calm.A few days ago, the defeat of An Haotian made him bow his head. It has already been spread in the four countries. Facing the people who come to congratulate and flatter him every day, he always smiles, and then accepts everyone's gifts and puts them away.

"Everything is ready!" Jinsu looked up at the man on the high platform, the hatred in his eyes was fleeting.

Always feeling a thorn in his back, Jin Ye turned his head and met that indifferent gaze in the air, he even saw a touch of sadness in Jin Su's eyes again.Suddenly remembering the letter I received last night, I felt a little scared.

Jin Lin didn't speak, but stood quietly, he didn't know what Jin Su was going to do, he said that he wanted to make Jin Ye fall step by step, so he watched how he would come back after being reborn after the catastrophe.

"It's time!" With Muzi Li shouting, the audience was silent.

Jin Ye collected his expression, turned around, with a faint sadness on his face.

"One buckle!"

Hundreds of officials prostrate.

The misty rain began to haze, and the whole Wufeng Terrace was shrouded in a gloomy cloud.

"Kowtow again!"