Dedicated every day to make Master go crazy

Yan Xuefeng's voice came straight to Su Jin's ears, and she heard the man say: "Then brother, let's choose this one, this one looks good."

Su Jin looked up, Yan Xuefeng looked at the dancer standing behind her when she said this.

Su Jin's mind buzzed, and for a while, he felt that his mind was blank.

Seeing this situation, a clever eunuch had already walked up to Su Jin and motioned her to kowtow to thank her quickly.

Kowtow to thank you?

Then what?Is he going to take her away from here?

Take it away from his side?

Su Jin was at a loss for a moment.

The girl raised her head and looked at Yan Xuefeng beside her with a look of pleading for help. If Yan Xuefeng could turn her head and look at her at this time, she would find that Su Jin looked at him in the same way as he did when he was in the civil society. |It was exactly the same when I saw her in Chaos for the first time.

Just as dazed and helpless, she looked at him as if he was her last hope.

That year, the wind was turbulent and the artillery fire was raging. The girl was hungry and disheveled. She carefully avoided the cold light of the blade under the hooves of the enemy.Then she looked up and saw him.

The young man was wearing a dark blue dress, riding a tall horse, and slowly came towards her.When the mobsters who were red-eyed just now saw him, they ran away one after another as if they had seen a cat or a mouse.

At that time, she looked up at him like this.

The boy stopped in front of her and looked down at her.I don't know what I thought of, but the boy suddenly laughed when he saw her.

Su Jin remembered that it was early in the morning, and the wind from Yan Xue was blowing against the rising sun.He looked at her and smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were dignified and gentle, the morning sun was a little golden, falling on his dark eyes, it seemed to be dyed with a layer of light.

He bent down and reached out to hold her unconsciously outstretched hand.

Su Jin remembered that his palms were very warm, just like the sunshine in his eyes.

And now.

The girl still raised her head to look at Yan Xuefeng as she did three years ago, but the boy who held the palm she extended didn't reach out again.

No, he stretched out, but this time the hand he stretched out was no longer for her.

Su Jin stood where she was, watching Yan Xuefeng get up and stretch out her hand with a smile, but what she held was the hand of the dancer behind her.

The dancing girl's pair of catkins are as white and tender as snow, soft as if boneless, and the appearance of intertwining hands with Yan Xuefeng is indeed more suitable than her.

The man seemed a little drunk, and there was a coquettish smile on his brows and eyes that became more handsome due to maturity.The man who had rescued her from the war, taught her how to use a pen and calligraphy, and practiced swordsmanship for her in the courtyard where flowers fell, looked at others with a smile on his eyes.

Yan Xuefeng didn't even turn his head to look at her again.

……

Su Jin felt cold all over his body.

The kind of cold that emerges from the bones.

How strange, Su Jin thought.

How could it be so cold in the warm pavilion that was clearly burning with coal?

After a long time, Su Jin heard the voice again.

What she heard was her own voice.She heard herself say, "Daughter of the people... thank you Lord Long En."

The sound is as cold as the cold wind outside.

*****

Li Yan handed Su Jin over to the chief guard in the palace who specialized in training the hidden guards.

The chief guard is a middle-aged man in his forties, with very serious facial features and temperament.His appearance is actually very ordinary, the kind of ordinary that you can never find among the crowd.But he has a firm temperament, a straight back, and a strong and steady hand holding the sword.

The chief guard seemed to be very strict with his subordinates, but when we met for the first time, he was very gentle with Su Jin.

He took Su Jin to a place in the palace that was specially used for the rest of the hidden guards, and even picked a room with a good orientation for her. Seeing Su Jin hesitate to speak, he finally said, "Remember to get up early tomorrow to thank you " and left.

At first Su Jin didn't understand why, until she was sitting in the room, raised her eyes inadvertently, and saw herself reflected in the bronze mirror opposite.

The woman in the mirror is combing the most popular flying cloud bun, her makeup is exquisite, and the dress on her body is also luxurious and delicate.

But it's just so out of place.

Out of tune with the man in the mirror himself.

Su Jin looked at the thin and faceless woman in the mirror. She was wearing such exquisite makeup and luxurious clothes, but what was the use?Anyone can see her humbleness at a glance.

She was like a most inferior servant who shamelessly stole her own lady's dress and daubed her rouge.She looked at the mirror and felt sorry for herself, almost thinking that the person in the mirror was really herself, and she was really such a noble person.

But who can't see it?

She was so out of place.

Su Jin looked at himself in the glasses again.

The girl in the mirror had red eye circles, and her pale face could not be covered up with such thick rouge and gouache.

Did he just come back with such a look like he was about to cry?

No wonder the chief guard is like that.

The way he looked at him just now...was it pity?Is it poor?

Sure enough.

It's really pitiful.

So pitiful.

very pitiful.

Su Jin looked at himself in the mirror and smiled softly.

The waning moon is hazy outside the window, and it is naturally bitter wind and rain.

******

On the second day, the chief guard took Su Jin to thank him early.

Li Yan was diligent, and he got up to deal with government affairs before the hour of the day.Su Jin wanted to thank him before he received the first wave of ministers, so naturally he had to wait early.

It was still dark when they went out, so Su Jin waited outside the door until the sky cleared up before he got the order to enter.

Su Jin lowered her head and followed behind the eunuch obediently.

Today she was wearing the most common black dress, and her shoes were changed from exquisite embroidered shoes to flat black boots, which really suited her a lot.

I no longer feel pain in my feet while walking.

Before he reached the door, he heard voices coming from inside the door.

Su Jin's head couldn't help lowering even lower.

The male voice that spoke was low and gentle, she was very familiar with it, it was clearly Yan Xuefeng.

Yan Xuefeng: "Brother Huang, it's not good to do this. I know that my minister was drunk and unconscious yesterday, and let him make that kind of choice. Jin'er must have annoyed me."

Li Yan: "Drunk? If I let Xuefeng choose now, would Xuefeng choose a different answer?"

Yan Xuefeng didn't answer, Su Jin heard his low laughter and was noncommittal.

Su Jin pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and became more quiet and obedient.

Seeing Su Jin coming in, Li Yan, who was reviewing the memorial, put the imperial brush stained with cinnabar on the pen stand, and glanced at her indifferently: "Since I asked you to come, I will not treat you badly. The chief guard is good at it, If you practice with him, it will be no worse than in Luo Wangfu."

Su Jin lowered her head: "Yes...the subordinate understands."

Yan Xuefeng on the side was originally picking up a book in his hand, looking at Su Jin with a smile on his face, but at this moment, hearing Su Jin call himself a "subordinate" to Li Yan, the hand that turned the page paused.

After a while, she returned to normal, with her usual teasing expression on her face again: "Although Jin'er has entered the palace now, she is still the king's disciple after all, and as a teacher, she will often visit Jin'er in the future. Jin'er can't be separated from being a teacher and a student."

King Luo was born noble, and his tone of voice was always gentle, and women always liked his tricks the most.

In all fairness, Li Yan is no worse than Yan Xuefeng in terms of appearance, but his demeanor is too condensed, even when his tone is kind, he has a certain momentum, and he is not as handsome and amiable as Yan Xuefeng.

Most of the maids in the palace love Yan Xuefeng's style, seeing him laughing at Yan Yan and speaking in an intimate tone, even though he wasn't talking to him, many maids around couldn't help but their ears turned red and they lowered their heads.

Su Jin, who is the protagonist of the dialogue, seems to be unable to feel this anymore.

After hearing this, the woman bent down even more, and said: "Su Jin dare not. Since the master sent Su Jin to the emperor, a loyal servant is not a second master... Su Jin absolutely dare not."

His tone was respectful, his face expressionless, and he seemed to be quite different from the girl who blushed when he teased her a little bit yesterday.

"..." Yan Xuefeng opened his mouth, as if he didn't expect such a reaction from Su Jin at all, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Li Yan laughed, obviously very happy: "In that case, you can go down first. You will live in the palace in the future, and the chief guard will be in charge of all matters."

Su Jin said respectfully: "Yes, this subordinate understands."

Then he walked backwards and left without even looking at Yan Xuefeng who was at the side.

Yan Xuefeng stared dumbfounded at Su Jin's departure, until the woman's figure disappeared completely, as if she finally came to her senses, she lay down on the table with a depressed face: "Jin'er must be angry with me. How about ignoring me?"

Li Yan picked up the memorial again and looked through it. Hearing this, he didn't even lift his eyes: "So what if I don't pay attention to you anymore? King Luo has always been known to be romantic, and Su Jin has no face or appearance. Maybe Xue Feng can still do it." Missing her?"

Yan Xuefeng laughed again, but his eyes were dark, and his hands were clenched in the dark until the knuckles turned white, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing Li Yan bowed his head to review the memorial again, Yan Xuefeng felt upset and couldn't express it, so he stretched out his hands to play with the jade paperweight on Li Yan's desk as if bored.

It was a paperweight carved out of white jade in the shape of a reclining lion. Needless to say, the carving was exquisite, but the warm and moist jade without any color was enough to look noble.

This piece of jade was a tribute from the Western Regions when Li Yan ascended the throne. It is said to be a rare warm jade in a thousand years.

It's a pity that the volume is not big enough, only enough to make this paperweight on the table.Li Yan has always loved the warm and moist color of white jade, and has been putting it on the jade table for five years, using it every day.

In the past, Li Yan only felt that the color of this white jade was really extraordinary. Today, seeing Yan Xuefeng holding the white jade paperweight in his hands repeatedly, he realized that the hands of King Luo are actually more beautiful than this white jade that is said to be the best in the world. .

Luo Wang's hands are naturally beautiful, with long and slender fingers and thin and fair wrists. This is a prince who is so favored that his fingers do not touch the spring water, so his hands are naturally free of any blemishes.His newborn skin is like jade, when he was playing with the white jade paperweight like this, his slender fingers rested on the white jade, and at a glance, it seemed to be slightly better than the jade color.

It makes people feel... the urge to hold these hands in their hands and play with them carefully.

Would the sense of touch be better than that of white jade?

Perhaps the morning sun was so dazzling that Li Yan felt a little dazed.

For some reason, at this moment, he thought of what he had overheard privately by a court lady before, saying that King Luo was really a figure made of jade, and that his appearance when he looked over with a cup and a curtain and a smile was simply stunning in the world.

"Who is Baiyu's family, return to the car and cross Tianjin. Look at the flowers on the East Mo, and startle the people of Luocheng."

Li Yan's writing hand paused.

Yan Xuefeng noticed his sudden stop, looked up at him a little strangely, and then laughed, with an unclear tone: "Anyway, thank you for the beauty that Brother Huang gave me yesterday."

Li Yan: "Very satisfied?"

Yan Xuefeng's laughter seemed to be somewhat ambiguous: "Naturally satisfied."

Li Yan looked up at him.

There was a smile on Yan Xuefeng's brows, and when he wanted to refute his own words, he just replied: "Brother Huang doesn't understand the beauty of this beauty. Why don't younger brothers give him one if he sees a better person in the future?"

He smiled so charmingly that Li Yan lowered his eyes: "Didn't you already give me a seat?"

Yan Xuefeng thought he was talking about Su Jin, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Jin'er is a secret guard. The function of this secret guard is the same as that of a beauty...how is it the same?"

Li Yan looked up at him again, smiled, and then lowered his head to review the memorial.

Yan Xuefeng paused for a moment, stood up and said with a smile: "Then the younger brother will leave first, the emperor's brother has been batching the memorials all morning, and my brother's eyes hurt from reading it."

Li Yan only waved his hands after hearing this: "You're idle, step back."

Yan Xuefeng responded with a grin.

When Li Yan looked up again, he only saw the back of the man leaving.The tall and slender man in expensive clothes walked away slowly with his back to him, and the rising sun was slowly rising in the direction of his departure.

The world is full of colors.