The regent looked at the beautiful face in front of him quietly. She was wearing a red dress, which made her skin even more delicate and fair, like the fiery red kapok blooming on the branches in spring. Her beauty was arrogant, no matter from which angle.
Looking at it, she is impeccable.
However, he knew that what attracted him to her was not this kind of beauty, but the way she looked at him. He was already sure that he did not know her, but the way she looked at him was filled with resentment and heartache, a layer of gray melancholy.
It was hidden in her eyes that she was trying to hide.
He was waiting for her answer. This question had been bothering him for many days. He couldn't understand why she could remind him of her eyes in the middle of the night when two people they didn't know had never crossed paths.
My heart hurts so much.
Yin Le looked at him quietly, "You really don't recognize me?"
He had asked himself this question a thousand times, but racking his brains, he couldn't remember where he had seen her. He was silent for a while, shook his head, "I really can't remember."
Yin Le suddenly smiled softly, a sarcastic smile, but also a sad smile. She opened her clothes, revealing the fair skin below her neck. There was a clear tooth mark on her left breast. The regent looked at her chest.
He was suddenly startled, his heart was as chaotic and crazy as if he was suddenly hit by a violent wind and thunderstorm.
However, despite the emotional distress, she is still a stranger in my memory.
He looked a little pale and murmured: "I must have seen you before, but I can't remember you."
Seeing him like this, Long Yinle was filled with doubts. If he was pretending at this moment, then his act was too clever. While she was thinking, a lotus flower shot out from her eyes and covered his eyebrows. The Regent
Subconsciously, he wanted to avoid her, but his reaction was a little slow. He only felt a pain in the middle of his eyebrows, and then the world began to spin. Before he fell to the ground, he was furious and stared at her fiercely. The cold words he had no time to say were sealed in
Mouth, slowly close your eyes.
When he woke up, he saw him sitting next to him in despair. His eyes were very complicated and his face was very shocked.
He jumped up and sat up, checking whether he was poisoned or not. Fortunately, his blood was smooth. He said angrily: "What did you do to me?"
Yin Le seemed to have returned from a catastrophe, with a look of dejection after the war. She stretched out her hand to help him up, and said complicatedly: "Don't worry, I didn't do anything to you."
"Who are you?" The regent shook off her hand, looking wary.
Yin Le shook her head sadly, turned around slowly, and walked down the cliff step by step. She did not find the wrong person, but she blamed the wrong person. He was not in his memory at all, and his three souls and seven souls,
It's not complete, presumably because of this, he has no magic power and doesn't remember her. She is a demon. Who else can defeat him so badly, besides a member of the Long family?
The regent stared blankly at her lonely back. The sunlight was flowing quietly on her body, and her back was getting longer and longer. Loneliness shrouded her all around. He didn't know why, but he felt very sad when he saw her like this.
He got on the horse, and the sound of horse hooves sounded. As the horse galloped past her, he suddenly reached out to pull her onto the horse. He said sinisterly in her ear: "No matter who you are, this king is not something you can easily provoke."
People who let go."
Long Yinle looked up at him. His brows were clear in the sun and his lips were pursed. His mood at the moment was extremely unhappy and uneasy, as if there was a force that even he couldn't resist. He hated this kind of instability, no matter what he was looking at.
Whether the woman is friend or foe, he decides to take control of it all himself.
He had always been domineering and ruthless. Long Yinle sighed softly in his heart and snuggled into his arms, not wanting to hear anything, say anything, or think about anything.
The ironed body seems to have never been separated from the modern days. But in fact, things have changed a long time ago, and everything is no longer what it used to be.
Knowing that she was the granddaughter-in-law of the Liu family, he dropped her off at the city gate without seeing her again. He only took a deep look at her and then left.
Hongyan and Mo Yan returned to Long Yinle. Seeing that she looked bad, they didn't dare to ask anything, so they just walked with her quietly.
"I'm tired, let's go home!" Long Yinle said suddenly after walking for a while.
"Going back to where?" Hongyan asked.
Long Yinle was stunned for a moment. Where is his home? The Yufeng Sect? The Liu family? The twenty-first century? Or was it an earlier era that was invaded by Long Xing'er?
After a long silence, she said slowly: "Go back to Liu's house!"
Although the Liu family is old and torn apart, there is a fool there waiting for her to return. She loves this feeling of being needed, as if a person's life cannot survive without her. She needs
To be taken seriously rather than being kicked around like a football.
When I returned to Liu's house, I felt an unusual atmosphere before entering the main hall.
It wasn't time to get off work yet, but the old man and Liu Yanxiang were back. Their sedans were parked in the courtyard, and there were several sedans she had never seen before. She began to think that there were guests coming, but when she saw the housekeeper,
When she stood at the door with a serious look on her face, she could probably guess that something had happened in the mansion.
As much as possible, she didn't want to get involved in the Liu family's affairs, so she turned a corner and walked through the corridor from the left side of the patio to go back to her yard.
However, as soon as he left the corridor, he saw a handsome man in Tsing Yi walking through the path. Behind him was a middle-aged man with a 28-year-old beard, a dark face, and a burning gaze.
When the handsome man saw Long Yinle approaching, he suddenly became alert. He waited for Long Yinle to pass by, and then walked back protecting the middle-aged man.
In front is the guest toilet. Although Long Yinle didn't know the identity of this middle-aged man, it could be seen from his black embroidered gold silk robe that he was either rich or noble. In ordinary people's homes, there are guards when going to the toilet.
Accompany me, this person is either a current dignitary or a member of the imperial court.
"Wait a minute!" Long Yinle suddenly said.
As soon as she finished speaking, the young man pulled out the sword from his waist with a whoosh, pointed it at Long Yinle, and asked coldly, "What do you want to do?"
Long Yinle said calmly: "You dropped something."
Lying on the ground was a purse with golden lilies embroidered on it.
The young man was stunned, his face turned red, but he was unwilling to bend down to pick it up. Instead, he said to Long Yinle: "Come here and help me pick it up."
Long Yinle smiled faintly, turned around and left.
The housekeeper heard the commotion here and hurried over. Seeing this situation, he quickly said: "I'm sorry, I'm rude. Please forgive me, Mr. Prime Minister. The person just now was our young lady Sun. She is a woman and is not good at dealing with others. Please
Prime Minister and General, please forgive me."
Long Yinle was slightly stunned when he heard what the housekeeper said. Prime Minister? Current Prime Minister Wang Zhenxi? She seemed to be on the Yufeng Sect's assassination list, but she ordered the cancellation of the sale. She didn't want to get involved in matters involving the court and officialdom.
, it's best not to ask. And why did Wang Zhenxi come to the common people's house today? Although the Liu family is the richest man in the country, there are differences between officials and people, and they are clearly distinguished. Even if people from the official family have contacts with the business world, they are generally
People only pay homage to officials, and officials rarely visit people's homes in person.