Suddenly, An Jin's body tensed up, and the smile on Su Jingyi's lips fell. Then she gently pushed him away and continued to put her fingers on the strings. Her whole person became much colder.
The white clothes hung down gently, and a dead leaf accidentally fell at her feet. She didn't care. The incense burner on the table exuded a faint fragrance from time to time. However, the cold wind in the air seemed to follow the cold wind.
Got up.
"Jingyi..." An Jin wanted to explain, but didn't know how to explain it. "Yunxi, here..." He pointed to his head, "I'm afraid of irritating her. After all, she is innocent.
I, the unfaithful person, cannot let her taste this bitter pill."
Su Jingyi raised the corners of her lips lightly, not knowing whether it was sarcasm or what.
"What about me? Who am I to you? Am I your hidden beauty in the golden house?"
An Jin quickly put his hands on her shoulders and stared at her reddish eyes seriously, "Jingyi, give me some time, okay, I will handle it."
Su Jingyi still had the same smile, but her eyes looking into the distance were slightly darker, as if she had too many things on her mind, which were elusive for a moment. It seemed that she was still close, and she still wanted to talk, but just because
In this way, An Jing's heart never stopped missing her or speculating about her.
If Yun Xi is a blank piece of paper, then Su Jingyi is a mystery.;
A piece of paper is clear at a glance, but a puzzle makes people want to explore it, and then they can't stop.
An Jin walked out of the courtyard. He glanced to one side intentionally or unintentionally, and then kicked up a stone under his feet. The stone flew to the side like the wind.
A black shadow flashed, and a man in black fell from the roof on one side, covering his wrist.
An Jin walked over and stared condescendingly at the man in black on the ground. He was indeed the shadow guard of the harem. He was very clever.
The man in black stood up and gave An Jin a light fist. "I'm sorry, General An. This is my duty. I'm just following orders."
An Jin put his hands behind his back, and the strong wind blew the hem of his clothes, quietly showing some terrifying murderous intent.
"You can tell Li Mochen everything," he raised the corners of his lips coldly, and even mentioned the emperor's name directly.
An Jin respects him as a holy king, but that doesn't mean An Jin will let him be his prey.
"You tell him it's best not to use that excuse, otherwise, he will have to bear the consequences of what I will do, especially his sister."
After he said this, his heart tightened for no reason. He felt sorry for Yun Xi, but in order to prevent Jingyi from being plotted by Li Mochen, he could only do this.
The man in black wrote down everything he said, then nodded again, and disappeared without a trace in a flash.
But An Jin was so exhausted that he didn't even know what to do.
The cold wind rushed into An Jin's collar, making him shiver.
It's so cold that it hurts my heart.
"Yun Xi, I'm sorry, forgive Brother An," he wiped his face, the guilt getting deeper and heavier, even weighing him down until he couldn't breathe.