The most dishonest person Shen Qi has ever met in his life is none other than Fu Jing.
The two of them chatted for a long time at the door of the prince's tent. It was useless no matter how she said that she had never seen Jian Xun, that Mr. Jian was in good health and that the imperial doctor said it was nothing serious, and that no noise was allowed in front of His Highness the prince's tent.
Fu Jing, however, seemed to be unable to understand the human words and determined that Jian Xun was in the tent behind him.
"Is it because Jian Xun's injury has worsened that His Royal Highness moved him here? Please be accommodating and let me go in and take a look." Fu Jing was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, pacing back and forth.
He looked a little haggard. In recent days, he had followed the military camp chiefs in the Southern Xinjiang Army to count the trophies seized after taking over the southwest chieftain's territory. This work of No. 180 had been going on for five or six days, and the count had not been completed yet. It was enough. This shows how rich the Southwest Toast's family background is.
Fu Jing would take a break from his busy schedule every day to see Jian Xun who was in a coma. After all, in today's southern Xinjiang, Jian Xun's uncle and master are not here, so Fu Jing is the one who has the closest relationship with Jian Xun.
But every time Fu Jing came here before, he would bump into His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was guarding Jian Xun's bed. The other person just glanced at him indifferently and stopped talking after talking about Jian Xun's current situation. He was as silent as if he was full of cracks and was about to disintegrate. rock.
Later, Fu Jing understood that it was not a coincidence every time, but that His Highness the Crown Prince had always been with Jian Xun and never left. He had settled on a low couch on the other side of the tent, and outsiders were not allowed to visit except the imperial doctor and Fu Jing. .
No matter when Fu Jing comes, he will be there.
After Fu Jing realized this belatedly, he vaguely realized something was wrong.
This Crown Prince, who is inferior to one person but more than ten thousand people, is the future prince of the Great Qi Dynasty, and a man of great wealth and wealth, but he is unable to take off his clothes for the sake of Jian Xun, who is seriously injured and on the verge of death.
If it had been anyone else, Fu Jing would have ridiculed Jian Xun with "deep affection" after Jian Xun woke up. But this person was the prince, and Fu Jing was puzzled and didn't know where this affection came from.
But thinking about it carefully, Fu Jing felt that there were traces to follow. Why did the prince only choose Jian Xun among all the young talents in Jiangcheng who recommended themselves? Why did the prince admire Jian Xun so much and repeatedly assigned him important tasks? Even when he tampered with the list of the reception banquet, the prince did not pursue it, there may be Jian Xun's reasons for it.
The most important thing is that Jian Xun has long been in love with him, and he once asked him how to express his true feelings to the one he loves. This happened long before Jian Xun and the prince met.
After putting everything together, Fu Jing felt his scalp numb. He deeply believed that Jian Xun could maintain a delicate balance between the prince and the unknown lover. Isn't Jian Xun a romantic genius?
So after discovering that Jian Xun was missing, Fu Jing's first reaction was what the prince had done.
Is it because Jian Xun was in bad condition, and the prince didn't even try to hide it and moved directly to his tent?
Or did Jian Xun call his lover's name while unconscious, and the prince became angry when he heard it?
When Fu Jing thought of this, he seemed to see a miserable future in which Jian Xun was imprisoned and tortured by the prince and then quartered into pieces.
"Master Fu, please come back. Your Highness said you won't see any guests today." Shen Qipi said with a smile. She clenched her fists tightly and was already on the edge of endurance.
But I don't know what this person is thinking, I just know that a little separation is better than a wedding, not to mention that the two people in the camp have just experienced separation, and it is a tender time, so how can they be disturbed by outsiders.
If Fu Jing hadn't had a special status and was Jian Xun's best friend, Shen Qi would have let him experience how the deportation order was implemented in the escort camp right now.
Fu Jing also felt that human life was at stake. If he didn't fish out Jian Xun, he was afraid that he would have to collect the body of his friend tomorrow.
"Then why don't you tell me where Jian Xun went?" Fu Jing said without giving up.
Shen Qi rolled up his sleeves and almost made a move.
Fortunately, at this moment, the people in the camp opened the curtain and came out on their own initiative.
Jian Xun was wearing a coat, walking steadily, and his face was rosy, not like a patient who had just woken up after a serious injury. He was smiling with a smile on his face, and he seemed to have an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Fu Jing breathed a sigh of relief and was about to ask about Jian Xun's situation when he realized that the other party was holding another person.
Behind Jian Xun, a young man wearing a crescent-colored gown walked out slowly. He wore a bamboo hat on his head, and the gauze fell lightly, so his face could not be seen clearly.
Jian Xun held the hand of the person behind him, and their fingers were intertwined, unusually close.
Fu Jing was stunned.
Others who have never been to Jian Xun's training camp may not know it, but Fu Jing has seen the prince wear this large crescent-colored robe more than once.
At this moment, let's compare the figure of Jian Xun's companion, who is exactly the same as His Highness the Crown Prince, whom he has met frequently in recent days!
This person is clearly the prince. But why does the prince wear a bamboo hat and still be so close to Jian Xun?
The shock in Fu Jing's heart had not subsided yet, Jian Xun dropped another bombshell at him: "Fu Jing, this is my lover, the one I told you before."
Fu Jing: "?"
Fu Jing's mind was completely frozen, and the absurd scene in front of him was so shocking that he couldn't speak for a long time.
Jian Xun has a beloved, and Jian Xun's beloved is the prince, so there is no third party at all. Is he simply overthinking it?
Probably because Fu Jing's expression was too shocked, Jian Xun explained: "Before coming to southern Xinjiang, His Highness the Crown Prince promised me that if he achieved military exploits, he would bring my lover back."
But Jian Xun didn't know at the time, the lover His Highness the Crown Prince brought back for him was actually His Highness himself.
Fu Jing struggled to sort things out in his mind. In other words, Jian Xun and the prince had a relationship for a long time, but the prince had always concealed his identity. Didn't Jian Xun know that his lover was the prince before?
Fu Jingxin said that you two young lovers are really good at playing, but it was so painful that he almost suffered from heart palpitations when he was forced to be surprised.
"Ah, this, um, is good, haha..." Fu Jing let out a series of unexplained sighs.
"Master Fu, please keep your identity secret. With Jian Xun by your side, Gu is not the prince." Ning Xiuyun said softly.
When he said this, his voice was somewhere between the original sound and the prince's voice, which gave people a strange sense of disillusionment, especially Fu Jing, who had his suspicions confirmed by the prince himself.
Ning Xiuyun's identity is related to the position of the prince. When he is Xiuyun, he cannot be the prince. When he is the prince, he must not be Xiuyun.
"Yes... yes, Wei Chen understands." Fu Jing nodded repeatedly.
Ning Xiuyun had no intention of hiding his identity from him, but it was Jian Xun who insisted on finding a curtain to cover his true appearance before going out.
They also found many high-sounding reasons, such as why Mr. Yun would cause trouble if he bumped into him in the camp, and why Fu Jing was a big mouth and would be in trouble if his identity was revealed.
But Ning Xiuyun discovered that Jian Xun simply didn't want others to see his face.
Ning Xiuyun didn't know how much his blood boiled after being ravaged by his lover, but Jian Xun knew it very well.
He didn't want outsiders to see Ning Xiuyun like this, it should be his own scenery.
Jian Xun realized later that Fu Jing seemed to recognize His Highness the Crown Prince at a glance. He frowned and asked, "How did you recognize His Highness?"
Fu Jing coughed twice, feeling in his heart. He said that if you take off the curtain, it will be exactly how you look when you stay up all night, and it would be difficult for him not to recognize you.
He was about to speak to Jian Xun about the reason why those who heard it were sad and those who saw it shed tears, when he suddenly noticed a cold gaze penetrating through the gauze of the curtain and falling on him as if it were real.
He suspected that if looks could kill, he would have been killed dozens of times by His Highness the Crown Prince. It seemed that the other party didn't want Jian Xun to know how frustrated he looked beside Jian Xun's bed.
The teasing corners of Fu Jing's lips froze, and finally he just said: "His Highness has worn these clothes once before, I remember it. You came out of His Highness's tent again. Is it easy to guess?" Jian Xun's eyesight was strange
. He stood up and pulled Ning Xiuyun behind him, as if the person in front of him was not his best friend, but a disciple who coveted his partner.
How could Fu Jing, someone else's lover, remember so clearly what time he wore and what clothes he wore?
Fu Jing was speechless for a moment, feeling that Jian Xun was thinking of something impolite.
Ning Xiuyun, who was blocked by Jian Xun, couldn't help laughing.
He patted Jian Xun's arm and said, "Okay, don't hang around here. Your body has not recovered yet. You need to go back and rest."
Hearing this, Jian Xun tightened his hand on Ning Xiuyun slightly.
Fortunately, Ning Xiuyun had no intention of leaving, but took Jian Xun to the original camp.
On the way back to the camp, Fu Jing was never idle. He asked him about his experience of going deep into the mountains in the southwest, and asked him if he had any adventures during the assassination.
When Jian Xun followed the team through the southwest, Fu Jing was behind to arrange food and grass. He had no idea that his friend had done something so shocking that it made people cry.
Jian Xun answered selectively, extremely stingily, and looked very impatient.
He thought that there was nothing much to say about this mission. Apart from the well-known dangers when he returned, there was only one small adventure when he went deep into the southwest.
"We lost our way several times in the mountains of the southwest. Thanks to a group of caravans who had been favored by the Meng family, they saw the Meng family's waistband on me and showed us the way and gave us some rations." Jian Xun said in a tone of voice. He spoke calmly, making people completely unable to feel the fear of almost getting lost in the deep forest.
Perhaps this person had never felt fear in that situation, so he appeared indifferent when recalling it.
Ning Xiuyun froze while holding Jian Xun's hand, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared.
It was just a whim that he brought the Meng family's belt to Jian Xun. Without this belt, it was still unknown whether Jian Xun and his team could successfully break into Peng's chieftain's village.
Jian Xun noticed Ning Xiuyun's suddenly tense nerves. He squeezed the other person's fingers, trying to make Ning Xiuyun relax.
Ning Xiuyun's body temperature was low, and Jian Xun always felt like he was playing with a piece of jade that felt cold to the touch when he clasped his hands.
After all, it's all over, and Jian Xun doesn't want Ning Xiuyun to be distracted by these past events.
He looked at Ning Xiuyun with eyes full of concern and obscure love, which made it obvious to others that he valued the person in front of him.
Fu Jing was amazed, feeling that Jian Xun was like a beast without claws in front of His Highness the Crown Prince, and he was incredibly docile.
He was excited to watch when he saw Jian Xun coming over with a knife in his eye and turning sideways to block Fu Jing's playful sight.
Fu Jing: "?"
He had to take back what he said. Jian Xun was completely irrational when he was around His Royal Highness. It seemed that everyone around him was a potential enemy. Jian Xun was vigilant and ready to launch an attack at any time.
It's too exaggerated. Fu Jing couldn't help but was speechless.
He immediately lost the desire to chat, and even felt that he was inexplicably shining when standing next to these two people, and then stood sideways and stood outside.
Fu Jing suddenly slapped his forehead and suddenly realized that after confirming that Jian Xun was fine, there was no need for him to be an eyesore here.
Fu Jing excused himself as he still had official duties, immediately rubbed oil on his feet and slipped away.
Once there were no outsiders between Jian Xun and Ning Xiuyun, it was as if a barrier had been silently raised, making it difficult for others to penetrate.
Jian Xun pinched Ning Xiuyun's fingers and thought hard for a while, and finally found a topic that could divert Ning Xiuyun's attention.
"That waist badge was missing when I woke up. I had kept it in my clothes." Jian Xun said a little depressed.
He treasured those three things very much. He had made some guesses about Ning Xiuyun's identity before, and although he didn't attach as much importance to that waist card as the heart knot, he still took good care of it.
After waking up, I didn't find any personal belongings. Ning Xiuyun probably took them away. What does this mean?
Jian Xun glanced at Ning Xiuyun with puzzled eyes. Just like in the camp just now, he clearly cared to death, but he still tried to pretend to be magnanimous in front of Ning Xiuyun.
Ning Xiuyun was so cute that he chuckled, his solemn mood dissipated, and explained: "The waist badge was almost broken into several pieces. I asked someone to show it to the general's wife, and she said she wanted to To restore it, we have to send it back to the Meng family for repair."
Jian Xun understood, and asked, "Is the Meng family's waistband made with any special method?" "It is
indeed a little different from the pouring method outside." Ning Xiuyun nodded and said, "I heard that Meng Our craftsmen are so skilled that they can carve words on areas as big as a grain of rice and then fill them with gold. Ordinary workshops can't make imitations."
The two chatted incessantly, almost forgetting about Fu Jing's existence, and soon arrived in front of Jian Xun's camp.
Unexpectedly, there was an uninvited guest at the door of the camp.
A young man in blue clothes was wandering outside the camp, his brows furrowed and his melancholy could not be concealed. He occasionally asked: "When will your master come back?"
The gatekeeper was a member of the guard camp and ignored the young man's question. Be your own doorkeeper without squinting.
This person came here a quarter of an hour ago and wanted to meet their "master" as soon as he arrived, but His Highness the Crown Prince could meet just anyone.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has ordered that except for Jian Xun and Fu Jing who can enter and leave the camp at will, all other people will be driven away.
The reason why the guard allowed the young man in blue to act arrogantly was because he looked very similar to His Royal Highness in appearance. Although His Highness did not say so explicitly, there was probably some relationship between the two.
This probably doesn't fall into the category of "miscellaneous people", so the young man in blue can let loose here for a short time.
The young man in blue couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't help but speak harshly: "What does he mean by trapping me in the camp and not allowing me to leave? If he is interested in me, just say it seriously, what's the point of being secretive?"
The young man, the real "Master Yun" of Zui Feng Tower, was furious at this moment.
He originally just came to have a dinner with the man named Sun, but he was first pestered by the man named Sun, and then restricted by the guards in the camp. He felt that the experience of this day was so bizarre that he felt like he had seen a ghost.
The volume of his questioning was not loud, but with Jian Xun's ears, he could hear the words clearly.
Jian Xun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Falling in on him?"
Ning Xiuyun said helplessly: "There is nothing wrong with admiring oneself, but I really don't have such a hobby."
Jian Xun squinted his eyes and noticed something keenly. He whispered: "I just woke up and saw him arguing with Coach Sun in the camp. Your Highness, did you mean to..."
Did you mean to use the real the appearance of "Mr. Yun" to show off his identity to him, so he trapped Mr. Yun in the camp.
Ning Xiuyun said slyly: "Half and half? Have you forgotten that he is also related to my biological mother. I was busy a few days ago and couldn't take care of him. I want to ask him if he knows anything."
"Busy." These are all euphemistic words. Ning Xiuyun stayed by Jian Xun's bed during that time and had no time or energy to worry about things outside of his life.
Jian Xun was unconscious, and no one else or anything could distract Ning Xiuyun.
The original person and Mr. Yun are blood relatives who have not seen each other for a long time. Not only did they grow up thousands of miles apart, but they are also separated by a long time.
Ning Xiuyun didn't care about his original life experience, but he was accustomed to controlling all unexpected factors in his hands in advance.
He no longer owed anything to his brother "Master Yun". If he hadn't helped Mr. Yun clear up the situation, the other party would never have been able to escape the pursuit sent by Zui Feng Tower.
Mr. Yun was still having a one-sided argument with the guard, and it was at this time that the two approached.
The guard, who looked like a piece of wood at first, immediately clasped his fists and saluted after seeing Jian Xun and Ning Xiuyun.
Although Ning Xiuyun was wearing a curtain hat, the crescent-white gown and the movement of Jian Xun's fingers interlocking allowed the guards to confirm the identity of His Highness the Crown Prince.
"Young Master. This person is clamoring to see you." The guard pointed at Young Master Yun and said carefully.
"I heard it." Ning Xiuyun responded, and he led Jian Xun towards the tent, "Come in."
Mr. Yun's eyes fell on the hands held by the two of them, and he followed in with a confused expression.
Jian Xun's tent is almost the same as the prince's own, except that there are tables and chairs on the side for visitors to sit.
The three of them sat down at the table, and Mr. Yun finally couldn't help it anymore, "So, which one of you two has a crush on me?"
He crossed his arms across his chest and spoke of this topic without any scruples, as if he was accustomed to such power and sex transactions.
Mr. Yun looked at the two people's intimate movements and sneered in his heart. He had seen this kind of thing a lot. Many men said they were devoted to their lovers, but in fact they were having fun secretly.
It is said that the heart is in the lover, but it is just infatuated with the beautiful body.
Mr. Yun has seen too many people like this and he just feels disgusted. Naturally, he doesn't have a good look towards the two people in front of him.
He couldn't help but guess which one of the two was in charge. The one without a hat was silent and looked ugly after hearing his provocative words. He was probably the chosen one.
"Why, do I have to have something to do with you if I want to talk to you?" Ning Xiuyun said as he took off his hat.
Before Mr. Yun could utter a sarcastic comment, he suddenly lost his voice after seeing his appearance.
His pupils suddenly tightened, and the shock and surprise on his face could not be concealed, "You..."
Two faces that were very similar to each other faced each other across the distance of a table. One was soft and charming, the other was cold and carefree. Their skins were so similar. , but have completely different souls.
Mr. Yun was the first to ask: "Is there a word 'Yun' in your name? Your mother's name is Yu Chiyu, right!?"
Ning Xiuyun looked at him deeply, nodded and said: "That's right. You, how do you know these things?"
Mr. Yun swallowed excitedly, "My mother is Yuchijin and Huaijin hold Yu. They are twin sisters. The name comes from here. When they fled here from the north, I In order for the two of them to obtain local household registration in Jiangcheng, my mother took the initiative to sell herself to Zuifenglou - it was just starting to flourish at that time, and my mother was easily selected because of her outstanding appearance. After obtaining the household registration, my mother wanted to bring my sister to live in Jiangcheng. , but found that she was missing. The letter she left behind said that she met the right one and left with her lover."
"The letter was indeed written by my sister, but my mother always felt that her sister would not leave her easily, so she did this I have been searching for her whereabouts for many years, and until my death, I still couldn't let go of my blood relatives, so I inherited her wishes and found her relatives."
"The two sisters made an agreement when they were young. If they have a child in the future, they should name it with the words 'wind' and 'cloud'."
Mr. Yun sighed, looked at the person opposite, and said with a complicated expression: "Hello, my name is Yu Chifeng, am I your...brother?"
Mr. Yun told all the past events of the late empress. When he said that he was the elder brother, he was inevitably a little embarrassed. Just now he was talking nonsense to his younger brother. , talking about power and sex trading is really a sin.
"So you just use the word 'cloud' as the name of the flower?" Ning Xiuyun asked.
Yu Chifeng shrugged and said, "Your mother knows about the past. If I become famous with this fancy name, maybe I will recruit you? Judging from the results, I seem to have succeeded."
Ning Xiuyun let out a long sigh, and indeed, if he hadn't seen Yuchifeng's appearance and known Yu Chifeng's nickname, Ning Xiuyun would not have been interested in Xuanqing Temple and Zuifeng Tower.
Then everything after that will cease to exist.
Yu Chifeng was still a little proud when he said this, "My mother has always felt that my sister was deceived. She said that if your family has difficulty in life in the future, she will help you. I still have some assets..."
His voice weakened as he spoke. Come down, this man's current situation doesn't look like he is having a hard time and needs his help at all.
Yu Chifeng stopped the topic himself and asked: "So you came to me to get to know each other. You don't need my help in this situation now, right?"
Ning Xiuyun said: "I just want to know what happened to my mother back then. When my I was born my mother passed away in childbirth, this is the first time I heard about these past events, thank you."
Yu Chifeng was stunned, but he didn't expect that this was actually the case.
Ning Xiuyun thought for a moment, then took the initiative to show off his cards and said: "I used your identity in Zuifeng Tower and helped you escape from there successfully. Wherever you go and what you do in the future is your freedom."
Yu Chifeng suddenly realized, thinking back to the time when he returned to Jiangcheng, he found that the entire Zuifeng Building was gone, and the Jiangcheng families was purged. All the factors that had troubled him and made him uneasy even when leaving Jiangcheng had disappeared.
Hiss... Then what is the identity of this younger brother? He can destroy Zui Feng Tower and order so many guards...
Yu Chifeng was thinking about it when he heard Ning Xiuyun ask again: "What's going on between you and that person named Sun?"
Hearing him mention the person named Sun, Yu Chifeng became agitated, "We have agreed on him He helped me escape and I slept with him, but after the matter was settled, he refused to acknowledge the debt and wanted me to marry him. He didn't care how much he was worth. Even if I had to sell myself completely, I still had to choose a good family ah."
Yu Chifeng said it frankly and without any sense of shyness at all. He was a person raised in the world of power and vanity, and he didn't think there was anything to keep secret about this kind of thing.
He suddenly turned his eyes and his eyes fell on the two rich and noble people opposite.
Ning Xiuyun narrowed his eyes, stood up with a dangerous expression, stood beside Jian Xun, and hugged Jian Xun into his arms. This was an extremely domineering and possessive gesture, clearly saying - don't mess with him.
Jian Xun stretched out a hand to hug Ning Xiuyun's waist, expressing his attitude with his movements.
Yu Chifeng was thoughtful, and Yu Chifeng suddenly realized: "Brother! Why don't you marry me!"
Ning Xiuyun: "?"
Jian Xun's face darkened, "Impossible."
Ning Xiuyun raised his forehead and didn't understand at all. Yu Chifeng's brain circuit.
The more Yu Chifeng thought about it, the more he thought it was a good idea. He chuckled and said, "You don't know how many rotten peach blossoms I have outside. It's not easy to avoid them all. If I marry directly, it will be solved. Anyway, we There won't be anything in between, I just want this name. Of course, brother, you don't have to be polite to me if you need it."
Why are you so rude? ? ? What kind of restricted content is this person talking about?
Jian Xun's face was as pale as the bottom of a pot. He gritted his teeth and refused again: "Impossible! He won't marry you."
Yu Chifeng waved his hand and said, "You haven't heard of that kind of friendship between two forces. Isn't it a matter of sending a beautiful woman undercover? Aren't I very suitable?"
Ning Xiuyun didn't know how to evaluate his whimsical idea for a while. He said firmly: "You are overthinking, I will not use this method."
Yu Chifeng was quite informal, racking his brains to think of what else he could do.
In order to prevent him from making any more shocking remarks, Ning Xiuyun quickly interrupted: "I have some land deeds for Zhuangzi and shops in Jiangcheng to give you. If you want to stay in Jiangcheng, or sell the land deeds and settle anywhere in Daqi, you can be okay."
Yu Chifeng held his chin and looked at him, confirming that he had no chance to live with his brother forever. He sighed softly and refused: "No need. I also have a lot of money in my hand, and I can live anywhere, you and your... lover, live a good life."
Yu Chifeng stood up and stared at Jian Xun for a while, which made Jian Xun feel a little hairy. Then he turned to Ning Xiuyun and told him: "This guy doesn't seem to be good at all. Too smart, you have to be careful and don't be deceived by others."
Jian Xun suddenly choked and didn't know where to start to refute.
Ning Xiuyun was a little surprised. He knew that Yu Chifeng had some ability to judge people. He could be the leader of Zuifeng Tower for so many years without getting involved. Yu Chifeng was not just frivolous and dissolute.
"...Brother." Ning Xiuyun stopped Yu Chifeng before he left.
The word "brother" made Yu Chifeng's nose sore. He didn't feel aggrieved when he battled wits with the people behind Zui Feng Tower. He didn't feel aggrieved when he was almost pushed into Xuanqing Temple to die. He wandered around in southern Xinjiang for more than a month. He didn't feel wronged.
But when he heard the only blood relative in this world call him "brother," he almost couldn't control his tears.
Yu Chifeng tensed up his expression, "Is there anything else?"
Ning Xiuyun said sincerely: "Take it and help me take care of it. I want to return to Jiangcheng to settle down with him in the future."
Jian Xun was stunned, and he looked up at Ning Xiu Yun's eyes were overflowing with surprise.
Ning Xiuyun chuckled and said, "What? You don't want to settle down in Jiangcheng with me?"
"Yes!" Jian Xun replied subconsciously, but after a moment he realized that Ning Xiuyun was the future prince and the emperor of Daqi, how could it be possible? Settled in Jiangcheng.
Thinking of this, his high excitement immediately shrank back.
"Do you believe me?" Ning Xiuyun asked softly.
Jian Xun couldn't say a word to refute under his determined gaze, "Believe."
Yu Chifeng, who was watching, felt a bit bitter about this scene. He looked at Jian Xun with disgust, "This guy... okay."
Yu Chifeng agreed.
Ning Xiuyun immediately asked someone to bring over the prepared land deeds of Jiangcheng. Half of the land deeds obtained during the house raid were here, and what he asked Yuchifeng to sign was the transfer agreement.
Yu Chifeng signed and stamped with a pen, and his hands were sore from writing. He had never written his name so many times in his life.
Jian Xun looked at the irregular handwriting on the silk paper and couldn't help but compare it with Ning Xiuyun's in his mind.
He had seen Ning Xiuyun's hand with strong characters, and at the time he thought it was the standard for the Qinghui of Zui Feng Tower. The more he thought about it now, the more he felt that he had been coaxed by Ning Xiuyun into being completely irrational.
Yu Chifeng was annoyed by his look of surprise or disgust. He cursed: "What kind of look do you have? Is it weird that my handwriting is ugly? It's not bad to be able to practice such handwriting in Zuifeng Tower. Right?"
"Sorry, no offense intended." Jian Xun looked away with a complicated look on his face.
From the beginning, Ning Xiuyun's disguise was full of mistakes, but at that time, his heart was tied to Ning Xiuyun and he completely ignored the strange things.
Ning Xiuyun stood beside Jian Xun, stroking Jian Xun's loosely tied long hair with his hands, his eyes dark.
It took Yu Chifeng a while to sign the pile of transfer agreements. He threw away the brush in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay."
He touched his chin and thought, "Then should I go back to Jiangcheng now? ?"
Ning Xiuyun nodded and asked someone to put the land deed away. "I will send someone to follow you to stay in Jiangcheng. You don't have to worry about any accidents."
Yu Chifeng raised his eyes and glanced at him, keenly aware that the other party's mood was not quite right. , and it seems to be caused by him.
Yu Chifeng intended to relieve his pain, but he also knew that the only thing he could do now was to leave here as soon as possible.
Ning Xiuyun's emotions and actions were silently repelling him.
Yu Chifeng simply took the land deed and followed the guard away.
There were only two people left in the tent.
Ning Xiuyun held Jian Xun in his arms and said nothing, and the silent silence spread.
Every time Jian Xun laid his eyes on Yu Chifeng, Ning Xiuyun's heart would be whipped once, as if someone was questioning him invisibly, how did you deceive him in the first place, using your false identity to persuade him to fall in love before he knew it? Then I fell headfirst into you.
Maybe even if it wasn't Ning Xiuyun who appeared in front of Jian Xun, the same ending would have happened.
If it was Yu Chifeng who saved Jian Xun on the night of Shang Yuan, maybe Jian Xun would fall in love with someone else just like he fell in love with him today.
This is just a guess, a vicious guess that completely tramples on and belittles the love between the two, but Ning Xiuyun can't control his heart and can't control his wild thoughts.
"Your Highness..." Jian Xun found that the person holding him was feeling a little lower, and his heart shrank into a ball. He wanted to comfort him but couldn't find a way to do it, so he could only stroke Ning Xiuyun's back.
After a long time, Ning Xiuyun whispered: "Don't look at him."
- Look at me.
I am the one who approaches you as Mr. Yun, I am the one who has been entangled with you for more than a month, and I am the one who expresses my feelings to you.
Don't look at him, you can only look at me.
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[Small Theater]
Fu Jing, who was stabbed by the young lovers in turn: (wake up in the middle of the night) No, family members, they must be sick! !
Yuchifeng: The way to live with your brother is to marry him! (Scheme √)
Jian Xun: Am I a little perverted and confused? (With a complicated expression)
Ning Xiuyun: Look at me, look at me, look at me! (Blackening)