Jinsu Liuguang Lightly Worrying about the Years

It was not the first time Liang Fang and Xiao Qianyou had met. The two of them hadn't been unfamiliar since they met. The old marshal seemed extremely excited, holding Xiao Qianyou's hand with joy on his face: "Back then you were just a brat, where would you go?" Standing on top of the court hall, he was also domineering. Even the old man can't drink it because of the blow."

Xiao Qianyou nodded, and withdrew her hand without a trace: "The marshal was joking." How many people knew the trembling in my heart back then?He turned his head to look at Jinsu who was sitting quietly beside him, and suddenly remembered what the man in black said.

Like it?He couldn't help thinking that it would be a good choice to be with him for the rest of his life!But he can't!That person handed over Yasukuni to him, how could he stand by the world?

The old marshal also knew that he was a little excited, so he said loudly: "In the evening, the marshal's mansion welcomes the regent and Prince Shunshuo to clean up the dust."

Xiao Qianyou said lightly, "Why should the marshal spend money?" but was drowned in Liang Fang's bold laughter. Seeing Yang Chang going out, he shook his head slightly.

"Thanks to Qianyou, there is finally a welcome banquet." Jinsu was still playing with the exquisite dagger in his hand, with a smile on his lips, and the purple clothes made his jade-like skin dark red.

Xiaoqian worriedly knew that he was not someone who cared about these details.After carefully looking at Jinsu, he didn't speak.After not seeing each other for nearly half a month, Jinsu's brows became more and more delicate, and they were more likely to hide, and the two of them were far away from each other silently.

Jin Su finally couldn't help it, and looked away at a crabapple outside the window.There are no flowers at this time, and clusters of emerald green leaves surround the trunk, forming a wonderful spectacle: "Qianyou seems to have lost weight."

"If I want you to give up everything you have now, can you do it?" Xiaoqian knew in her heart that this was impossible, but she was still unwilling to give up the tiny hope in her heart, even if there was only a sliver of hope, he would Going to give it a try.

"What do I have? What does Qianyou want me to give up?" What he has lost is much more than what he has!Jinsu pushed the wheelchair to the window so that he could see the greenery full of trees more clearly.

Xiao Qianyou paused for a moment, he is already the prince of Shunshuo, even if he is not above ten thousand people, he is unparalleled by others, so why not be satisfied?Looking at his legs, Xiaoqian was haunted by inexplicable feelings of worry.He stepped forward and squatted in front of Jinsu, covering Jinsu's knees with his knuckle-like hands, staring into those dark eyes: "Jinsu, let go!"

The corners of Jinsu's mouth tightened into a smile, but the colors in his eyes became more colorful, his eyes shifted from that touch of green to that touch of white, and he didn't dare to look directly at the blackness.His voice was ethereal and illusory, as if it came from a distant space: "It's too late."

"Qianyou, it's too late." If he was still the sixth prince who didn't do anything, if he was the purple-clothed boy who just waited for him back then, he would be obedient and agree to him today as usual.

But now, his hands have long been soaked in blood, and the heart that was once pure for him has long been replaced by hatred.

If he asked you to promise, can you still count?

He said that even if you want to help Jin Ye, I don't blame you.

He said that even if he was the only one left on the road, he would go all the way to the end.

Then Xiao Qianyou fell silent.He had never seen Jinsu like this before, he seemed to take everything lightly, and he seemed to stubbornly want to have everything.Originally, Jin Ye imprisoned him like that, he should have been resentful, but now he wishes he hadn't come out!

Jinsu inhaled and exhaled, and looked away from the black and white auspicious cloud embroidered clothes, "No matter what, this World War I is about the survival of Yasukuni, and Qianyou must help."

Xiao Qianyou stood up, hiding the sadness in her eyes, she was still the elegant, noble, and indifferent Xiaoxiang landlord. "You should try your best."

When the wind picked up, a green leaf fell into Jinsu's arms from outside the window, in stark contrast to the brilliant purple.Green symbolizes vitality, but purple is so close to blood.

He twisted it casually, and slowly raised it to a place parallel to his line of sight, and then stretched out his jade hand, sending that touch of green out of the window.He is the messenger of revenge, the Shura of hell, he doesn't need such a fragile and pitiful life.

The sound of the door opening and closing came from behind, and the whole room was empty and deserted.Lonely, lonely, mixed with sad emotions spread.The purple skirt remained motionless, and the man put his jade hands in his arms, and carefully polished the exquisite dagger.

He said that he wanted to be the top ten thousand people, but the man said that he would do what he wanted, but in the end he turned his back on the man who is now on the throne.He once complained and blamed, and insisted on subverting the entire Yasukuni.

But in the end, he couldn't bear it. The host of Xiaoxiang cares about the common people in the world. If his life is ruined, how sad would he be?

With a sigh, Jinsu lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes covered the eyes that looked like autumn water, trembling slightly, like a man walking on thin ice every step of the way. "Qianyou, what should I do with you?"

In the evening, Jinsu was invited to the reception hall of the Marshal's Mansion, but he saw it was full of excitement.

The red carpets are laid on the floor, echoing the bright red curtains in the room, and the singing girls and dancers are moving in the hall, graceful and charming.

Sitting around the generals in the army, they either watched the singing and dancing, or whispered to their neighbors.Through the Chuochuo figure, Jinsu's eyes fell on the white-clothed man on the upper right, and he couldn't look away.

The room was full of noise, but the silence in that place was a bit abrupt, as if everything around had disappeared, and in those dark pupils, there was only the wine in the glass in front of him.

There was a shadow under the white clothes, Xiao Qianyou looked up, the thin and dark young general pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing the white and neat teeth inside, his eyes were full of smiles, his face flushed, more like excited.

Xiao Qianyou looked at the wine in the glass, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, but the smile didn't reach the corners of his eyes. It was a smile, but he just twitched the corners of his mouth: "Is there something wrong with the general?"

Lin Lu laughed straight, the wine glass in his right hand was rippling and almost overflowing, his left hand scratched his neck excitedly and couldn't speak, finally saw Xiao Qianyou raised his eyebrows, and spoke hurriedly, but there were only two words : "Respect you."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, wiped the corners of his mouth nonchalantly as if drinking plain water, and then looked at Xiaoqianyou and laughed.

Xiao Qianyou slightly raised the white jade porcelain cup in her hand, pecked lightly and put it down again.Drinking alcohol is not allowed in the army, the wine stuffed here is brewed by Liang Fang's own recipe, it has the taste of alcohol, but not intoxicating, even a three-year-old child can drink freely.

It's just that the taste of this wine is just Xiaoqian and sad.

Hu Anbin looked up from afar and saw Lin Lu standing in front of Xiao Qianyou, he shook his head.He knew that the latter had great admiration for Xiao Qianyou, and even regarded the latter as his goal, but this time was too shameful!Thinking about stepping forward, he grabbed Lin Lu's shoulder: "Old Lin, don't lose face here."

"How am I ashamed?"