Crown Jewels

Chapter 223 Good luck

Chapter 223 Good luck

The pain and humiliation made him lie there like a dead fish, with a storm brewing in his eyes.

Seeing that the goal of humiliation had been achieved, Wei San smiled sullenly twice, signaling for the burly man to let go, after all, he is the son of Minister of the Ministry of War, and humiliation is fine, but killing someone is really bad.

Then, the turquoise invitation card slapped Jiang Shan's face. Wei San squatted down, patted his face with the fan in his hand, and made five or six muffled sounds that made him feel comfortable. sounded.

"You can lose the bet, look what this is—"

"The invitation you sent, huh? Hahahahahahaha——"

Wei San leaned back and forth while talking and laughing, looking a little crazy. After standing up, with the back of his hands on his chest and sighing, he kicked Jiang Shan's swollen cheek with his smelly boots.

"On Long's birthday, I accidentally saw it in the slag bucket..."

The tingling pain on his cheeks and the sharp and piercing voice in his ears made Jiang Shan feel a little ringing in his ears. A picture seemed to be blurred in his mind. Among the food dregs holding bones and fishbone, mixed with scraps of tea, there was a turquoise green The invitation card, the faint bamboo fragrance that emanates becomes rotten in the dross...

The turquoise skirt was flying, and Shen Lanqing was silent for a moment. She glanced at the silent young man opposite her, her long eyelashes rippling and rippling, her dark eyebrows filled with a sweet smile. Under Fu Sinian's gaze, she opened the purse at her waist, The slender hand of the bony joints penetrated into it, and under the sunlight, she smiled at the young man opposite. The smoldering ink instantly made her face more comfortable, and the warmth reached her eyes, and she called Fu Sinian's name just like before.

"I... have something to give you."

The woman's voice finally contained a bit of emotion. The warm color in the eyebrows made the corners of Fu Sinian's lips tremble. His gaze fell on Shen Lan's brows and eyes. The curiosity in his chest seemed to bring him back to life. Not only that, but he was also looking forward to... her explanation, the explanation that he would go to Jiangnan alone without saying goodbye.

The breeze lifted the hem of the clothes, and under the sun, the cyan skirt fluttered and entangled with the man's black-colored flying fish suit, and it was inseparable from the dancing with the wind. Entering the corner of the street and exiting, the shadowy young man who walked out from the Xingqing Building.

With bruises on Jiang Shan's cheeks, when he saw the 'lovely' obsessed man with the corners of his scarlet eyes, his deep eyes seemed to be suppressing a storm, and the pain from his arms made him want to raise a knife when he saw those two outside Xingqing Building to chop.

Stretching out her hand into her purse, Shen Lanqing looked at the bamboo dragonfly in her palm, her dark brows and eyes covered with red lacquered wings, her eyes overflowed with satisfaction, her white fingers subconsciously rubbed under the dragonfly's bamboo wings, bearing the engraved name, Again and again, after a while, suppressing the reluctance in his eyes, he raised his eyes to signal Fu Sinian.

The woman in Qingdai has a smile on her face. Although her expression is plain, the anxiety and expectation in her eyes are tranced in Jiang Shan's eyes under the sun, as if she has given all her sincerity and heart to the man opposite. The entwined clothes of the two seem to be silently Laugh, laugh at how ridiculous Jiang Shan is.

The tearing eye sockets and the humiliating pain in his body were silently reminding him.

Such a treacherous, shameless woman...

Humph--

The breeze rustled the fallen leaves, the shadows at the corners of the streets and alleys covered Jiangshan Mountain, and the fluttering leaves on the ground rolled up small whirlwinds, inside was the darkness that devoured people.

With the bloody spittoon in his throat, accompanied by the buzzing and intertwining sound of tinnitus, Jiang Shan's temples throbbed with pain, and the sunlight passed through the gaps in the shade of the trees, casting light spots in front of his eyes, making his eyes a little out of focus, There was a buzzing in my mind, and the hands around my shoulders shivered suddenly, as if I had returned to that closed and cold dark room.

The soldiers outside the palace shook the sky, and there was a muffled sound of the blade cutting through the flesh one after another. The color of blood gurgling outwards exuded the last bright red of life in the dark night. The iron gate fell to the ground with gravity, making a deafening noise, and the Yan family army who broke through the door, carrying blood-stained battle flags, broke into the Shu Emperor's bedroom, vigilantly looking for and searching in the empty palace.

Afterwards, the halberd that tore through the air pierced the sky, and a sword pointed at the wooden cabinet standing in front of the wall.

At that time, he restrained his panic, his mouth and nose were tightly covered by someone, and he retreated towards the secret passage leading to the dark room, but the space in the cupboard was lost, and the two women who staggered out, wearing pearls on their heads, trembling, Looking at the solemn Yan Jun in front of him, he bent his back in a hurry, and ungratefully told the rebels where the Emperor Shu was hiding while tearing through his tears and begging for mercy.

Afterwards, Li Jiang, the emperor of Shu who was supposed to be majestic in the dragon robe, his father Li Jiang, the father who could have escaped from another secret passage, and Li Jiang who had the instinct to take back the land of Shu with all his might, just because of his daily love The two ungrateful concubines of the emperor became prisoners of the empress of the Yan Kingdom, trapped in a lonely courtyard for half a lifetime; let myself, who should have enjoyed the honor of the crown prince, escape from the secret road in a hurry and be fostered in the current Ministry of War Shangshu Jiangshan's mansion, abandoning its original noble status, became what it is today, where anyone can step on its feet...

Everything... is because of those ungrateful women who don't know what to do.

The maple leaves fell silently in the air, and the veins of the leaves swaying in the wind were clear. Jiang Shan's eyes slowly focused, and he rubbed and crushed the maple leaves ruthlessly. The scarlet red of maple leaves echoes silently...

The wooden dragonfly in the palm was painted with red paint, making the woman's round nails clearer and clearer. Fu Sinian on the opposite side was stunned, and stretched out his hand tremblingly. As a result, the bamboo dragonfly's fingertips ran across Shen Lanqing's palm, bringing out a thorough coldness. .

Staring blankly at the familiar bamboo dragonfly, Fu Sinian gritted his teeth, choked the bitter sarcasm in his throat, fixedly stared at the bamboo dragonfly he had sent out, and when he raised his eyes again, the boy looked coldly at Shen Lanqing on the opposite side. , the wrist was tightened bit by bit, the sound of bamboo breaking sounded, the bamboo thorns on the edge pierced into the flesh, in Shen Lanqing's eyes, blood congealed into beads, and finally was absorbed by the short-range two halves of bamboo chips, making the bamboo fibers Hang the silky red meaning.

Shen Lanqing's pupils narrowed, and she raised her eyes in disbelief, as if she finally understood what Fu Sinian should have misunderstood in front of her. A trace of panic flashed across her dark brows, and she subconsciously stepped forward, opening her mouth to explain something, but was suddenly struck by the scabbard behind her. The urging sound interrupted, and behind him was the Jin Yiwei who had just patrolled and left, waiting in the alley at this moment, picking his ears out of boredom as if urging.

The sawdust pierced into the flesh, and the veins on the back of Fu Sinian's hands twitched. Before the woman could explain, the sarcasm on the corners of Fu Sinian's lips finally deepened.

"Then... I wish Miss Shen a smooth journey!"

Feiyu's official uniform was as fierce as the wind, and the corners of Fu Sinian's lips were finally unable to let go...

It was very late in the evening, and the setting sun scattered orange light, sprinkled on the vermilion gate of the city.

The creaking sound of the carriage sounded, and the sound of rutting was intermittent, and it stopped at the gate of the city.

Lifting the curtain with slender and strong fingers, Shen Lanqing walked out from under the carriage, followed by about five guards. The city gate guards checked the carriage inside and out, and their probing eyes fell on the woman with dark eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)

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