Jiu'er tilted her head slightly and looked at the man in front of her for a moment, but then she smiled with crooked eyes.
"Su Jingxing, you don't have to fool me."
Su Jingxing's dark eyes locked tightly on Jiu'er's curved eyes, "What if I'm not bluffing you, but I'm serious?"
He lightly closed his eyes so that others could not clearly see the expression in his eyes, "If you want to be with me, I must kill him."
"I want to be with you, and I want to kill Duan Rong, is that a necessary option?" Jiu'er still smiled, "This doesn't seem to be a conflict, right?"
Su Jingxing raised his eyes, with an unclear look in his eyes. He even slightly raised his lips and smiled, "So Ah Jiu, you like Duan Rong, not me."
Jiuer's mouth was faster than his brain, and he said seriously, "Su Jingxing, whether you ask directly or make insinuations like this, I will tell you that it is you who I like."
There was no adulteration in her expression at all, and the expression in Su Jingxing's eyes fluctuated slightly.
Like a winter plum in the cold snow, although it has a hint of bright color, it is still extremely cold.
"In that case, why can't you see him die?"
Jiu'er looked at him and didn't respond.
Seeing her obviously distant aura, all the thoughts in Su Jingxing's heart turned into silence.
How could a person like him fail to see that the girl in front of him cannot be forced, but he still couldn't help it.
This was just like when he stopped someone on the street before. He knew very well that no one she could marry would pose a threat to him. But if that person was Duan Rong, he would.
What does she like about herself?
No matter in temperament or appearance, compared with Duan Rong, I have no advantage.
He closed his eyes and took a step back to test, "If I ask you not to see Duan Rong again, can you do it?"
She can do it, but she doesn't want to be asked to do it.
Jiu'er still looked at him and remained silent.
She could also tell lies to coax him, even without showing any trace, but she didn't want to do that.
Su Jingxing felt a hint of sadness on his lips. He turned around and fetched the horse that had been left to graze. He turned over and got on the horse.
"Come up."
He stretched out his hand, and Jiu'er paused for a moment before giving his hand to him.
"where to?"
Su Jingxing didn't answer. The horse was galloping, heading back to the city.
The wind whistled in the ears, making people's cheeks hurt. Finally, when the city gate could be seen, Su Jingxing took Jiu'er off the horse.
"Go back and find Duan Rong."
After saying this, Su Jingxing turned his horse's head, getting further and further away from the city gate.
Jiu'er looked at the man in snow clothes who walked away decisively, and his body began to feel cold, so cold that there was no warmth at all.
Jiuer watched with pride and stubbornness as the snow-colored figure quickly disappeared without a trace.
She thought fiercely that if it were anyone else who forced her like this, it was just a man, and she would kill him directly, out of sight and out of mind.
But this person is Su Jingxing, not only the ‘medicine’ she is looking for, but also Su Jingxing who makes her feel happy...
Jiu'er took a deep breath, and instead of chasing after him foolishly on his own two legs, he turned around and entered the city.
At this time, the city gates were almost closed, and the lights were starting to light up on both sides of the streets.
The Prime Minister's Mansion has a lot of mess to clean up, and it's hard to go now.
Su Mansion... Jiu'er's teeth itch and her body feels cold whenever she thinks of Su Jingxing. She doesn't want to go now.
She doesn't want to go to Yiyi Bookstore, Jinchao Building, or the General's Mansion now.
If she really ran away, Su Jingxing would get angry if he knew about it.
He had already progressed to the point where he wanted to go to Da Jing with her, but suddenly like this, she couldn't add to the anger and push him further and further away.
Jiu'er wandered around on the street, feeling the bright or dark, good or evil sights around him.
He curled his lips and sneered, "Come on."
She is not happy, and she will not let those who come looking for death be happy!
If you think they are unlucky, take it out on them, huh!
With this idea in mind, Jiuer wandered around blindly wherever he went.
Except for the familiar places that I usually go to, I will go everywhere else.
Let these people, who are overtly or covertly interested, guess where she is going and what she is going to do.
Silly, she's not going anywhere or doing anything. She's in a good mood today, so she just teases them!
Those people in the secret were also very patient. No matter what their purpose was, they did not take action in a short period of time.
Obviously, Jiu'er showed off his skills at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion during the day, which made people jealous, and they were all looking for the best opportunity, or the kind of opportunity that is sure to hit with one hit.
After Jiuer wandered around for more than half an hour, he found himself in the west of the city.
There is a river running through the city in the west and south. On both sides of the river are gambling houses and flower houses where all the warblers and swallows gather.
Jiu'er knew about this place before, but had never been there.
At this moment, Jiu'er looked out and saw the dim lights on both sides of the river lit up ambiguously, and the red gauze everywhere was light and misty in the wind.
Various exquisite flower boats sway on the river.
There are graceful women singing and laughing on the railings on the shore, and there are also graceful women singing and dancing on the boats.
The sound of playing, playing and singing, the sound of singing and laughing, fills the ears with a beautiful spring scenery.
Jiu'er has traveled to many places and has seen many such atmospheric fireworks places.
The two sides of the Qinhuai River are a unique sight.
But this is not a big scene, nor is it the Qinhuai River.
Jiuer looked at it for a few times and wanted to turn around and leave.
I plan to find a place that is not so similar to Da Jing to get rid of those "tails" with murderous intentions in the dark.
But as he turned his eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar red figure on the opposite bank, surrounded by a group of warblers.
The man was lying drunk on the knees of all the beauties beside the railing, and all the beauties around him were leaning on him.
A woman was curious, "Why is Mr. Duan wearing a mask today?" She coquettishly asked, "Is it because the servants can't see your handsome face, Mr. Duan?"
Under the mask, Duan Rong has a pair of captivating light-colored eyes, the corners of which are slightly raised, making him even more sultry and passionate.
He half-smiled, "There's nothing good about it, it's just superficial appearance."
"I hate it, Mr. Duan, are you saying that our sisters just have a superficial appearance?"
The woman refused and leaned over delicately, "We sisters are not as good as Miss Duan Ajiu, but we know how good you are, Master Duan, better than Miss Duan Ajiu. Mr. Duan is such a good person, she can
I really don’t know how to appreciate it…”
Just when he said this, Duan Rong glanced at her faintly. The thin lips exposed outside the mask were still smiling, but the woman suddenly felt a chill on her spine and closed her mouth subconsciously.
She had no idea that the Duan Rong who came today was not the Duan Rong who came before.
And because Duan Rong was wearing a mask, she didn't even see the difference between this Duan Rong and the Duan Rong who often came here before.
I just instinctively feel that Mr. Duan today is really hard to take away. I wonder if it is because he is wearing a mask that his temperament has changed?
In short, even if he doesn't pay money today, they are still willing to serve him.
The woman originally heard about the scene where Jiu'er and Su Jing were walking on the street today to defend Duan Rong, but she didn't expect...
But when the woman took a closer look, it seemed that the terrifying moment before was an illusion.
She smiled coquettishly and came closer, and said coquettishly, "Mr. Duan, you are so annoying. I don't care about you. You have to drink this glass of wine."
The snow-white arm held the wine glass and brought it to Duan Rong's lips affectionately. Duan Rong chuckled and drank the glass of wine from her hand without paying much attention.
The man curled his lips lazily and said in a low voice casually, "Are you satisfied?"
The battle-experienced woman couldn't resist her pretty face blushing. Mr. Duan looked like a poppy today!
Jiu'er looked at it from a distance and felt that the thick red color on Duan Rong's body hurt her eyes. (To be continued)