"Don't blame you. I really couldn't help you at the time. I was sorry for you, but you have always been your favorite woman. I will not forget you. I know, in fact, you can't let go, right?
"Ximen Jinglie said to walk towards the wall, reached out and stroked the dark shadow, just like the hair that once gently stroked the words.
"I actually want to leave a portrait around you, and accompany you every day, but I am afraid that you blame you to be ruthless and unhappy, so there is no shadow about you around. Only this one you played.
Qin. ""
Ximen Jinglie sighed and couldn't let him go, and said that the words would blame him.
In this way, he must have lost her for a man.
It turned out that Xia Yibing's things were hidden. If Ximen Jingxuan had the memory of the year, she was afraid that it would be difficult to see Xia Yibing for a while. Lin Xin'er thought.
"You once asked me, if Ru'er did not marry his father emperor as a concubine, which one would you like the most? Ruer, married to the father, said that he would put it down, and did not care about her resentment about me. But
To you, I have never let go, I have been guilty for you, I don’t want you to remember to hate me. "
Slap!
Lin Xin'er's heart has another strings broken.
Ximen Jinglie took out the comparison with Xia Yibing, what did it contain?
At this time, what she was most afraid of was that Xia Yibing had a relationship between Xia Yubing and the concubine.
God won't really start joking with her, right?
"Speaking, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you ..." Ximen Jinglie's voice kept trembling.
There is only a familiar piano sound in his ear, only the former spring flowers and autumn, and the shadow of the words in front of him.
He thought he would never have such a touch, and there would be no such piano sounds. He did not expect that he heard it again after 20 years, and saw the words of the dead.
Finally, Chunhua Qiuyue played again, and the murmur of Ximen Jinglie was endless.
Lin Xin'er pressed the piano string and asked, "What did the emperor do something sorry for Xia Yibing?"
Ximen Jinglie turned around and watched Lin Xin'er sitting quietly in front of the piano, long hair sideways, covering half of his cheeks.
After all, the emperor who was attentive suddenly returned from the past to the present, and he tightened his eyes because of his "mouthlessness", staring at Lin Xin'er.
Lin Xin'er knew that she couldn't ask anything, and got up and turned to Ximen Jingliefu's body, "The emperor, what the day said to Xiner is countless?"
"What do you want to say?" Ximen Jinglie's voice was a little bit, and Lin Xin'er heard his mind.
"Xin'er going to northern Xinjiang this time must inevitably happen with Shuiyue Palace. The exist is the experience of His Royal Highness, and it is also the gambling of Xiner.
It is better to fight with bare hands, so before leaving, Xin'er asked the emperor again. "Lin Xin'er said.
"If you were not to go to northern Xinjiang immediately, you would call you to be a concubine. This is the first step." Ximen Jinglie naturally knew that Lin Xin'er wanted to ask him.
This is the temptation he gave Lin Xin'er a few days ago, and it was also the decision he had just heard Lin Xiner's piano.
He must marry Lin Xin'er and make up for the blank left by the words.
She had heard what he just said, and she could only be his woman.
"Emperor Xie." Lin Xin'er's blessing, "With the promise of the emperor, it is worth it."
"Are you really going to northern Xinjiang to suppress the chaos in person?" Ximen Jinglie looked at Lin Xin'er, her expression was generally soft as the candlelight.
"Let the sin and block the minister's mouth so that Xin'er can get what he wants, isn't it?" Lin Xin'er asked.
"You are really a woman who knows how to choose." Ximen Jinglie said, in other words, he saw Lin Xin'er's "ambition".
However, he needs Lin Xin'er's ambitions. Only with ambitions can there be transactions, and she will help him to do things.
It seems that he thinks too much. Lin Xin'er did not want to abscond from northern Xinjiang. He really wanted to give her a capital that moved towards a higher place.
Lin Xin'er smiled at Yingying. She knew that she had dispelled Ximen Jinglie's doubts, so she could go out of the palace smoothly and rush to northern Xinjiang.
Otherwise, Ximen Jinglie's doubt about her, she will be robbed from halfway at any time, and sneaks to northern Xinjiang, it is not easy to go to North Xinjiang to do things.
"Can Xin'er knelt down?" Lin Xin'er asked.
Qin also played for a long time, and said on a point of view. She got the answer she wanted, and determined the unknown relationship between Ximen Jinglie and Xia Yibing. Then she should leave.
"No, I want you to stay tonight." Ximen Jinglie said.
Lin Xin'er looked up and looked at Ximen Jinglie. Those eyes were deeper than empty valley.
If she stays in the Jinyang Palace tonight, there will be rumors about her in the palace.
She is not afraid, but Ximen Jingxuan can rely on?
It was learned that she would not leave the palace easily when she came to the Jinyang Palace. Just like the small courtyard in Xiaoyao Hou that day, he silently guarded himself. At this time, he must also watch the Jinyang Palace.
"Xin'er followed the purpose." Lin Xin'er did not refuse.
In fact, there will be no whatever there will be, and Ximen Jinglie's heart is also deep. How can you get it so easily to catch "cheap"?
You need to know which concubine is pampering, but it is difficult to find, especially for the emperor who has no love in his heart. Fortunately, it means Enze. Ximen Jinglie knows that she wants to "fly on the branches", so she will never let her not let her make her
As soon as you wish, he must hang her appetite high.
At this time, for Ximen Jinglie, it was not when he threw bait, but that Lin Xin'er wanted to be cheap from him, so passive became active.
"It's not early, let's go for Kuan Kuan." Ximen Jinglie walked towards the bedside, stopped, waiting for Lin Xin'er to step forward to serve.
Lin Xin'er gently walked towards Ximen Jinglie, steadily stepped, not anxious or impatient.
Standing behind Ximen Jinglie, Lin Xin'er surrounded Ximen Jinglie's waist, unbuttoned his belt, and stepped to him.
At that time, the emperor marrying Rulai was probably the same age gap. Let a wonderful woman bend on an old man who can be a father. Even if he is the respect of the nineteenth five -year respect for everyone, he will feel very uncomfortable.
Lin Xin'er didn't think of Ru Taifei, and felt sad for her. This kind of sadness was continued by the concubine to Ximen Jingxuan and her daughter who had no name.
"Emperor, do you really be ruthless to Ru Tai's concubine?" Lin Xin'er raised his head and asked the old man in front of him but still maintained a burly and majestic man in front of him.