Chapter 375

After Tai Fu left, the study returned to silence.

Zhou Xuecheng opened the scroll beside his hand again. His eyes swept over the smile of the woman's lips, and his eyes gradually became deep.

He closed his eyes, held the scroll, and slowly approached the candle.

Still can't do it.

"Hoo --"

the prince was silent for a moment, then suddenly leaned over and blew out the light in front of him.

The stick supporting the window snapped down.

The night is three, the moon is deep, the sound of Bangzi is pulled in the wind.

"Bang! ——Bang! Bang

There are few pedestrians in the street, and there are a few drunken figures occasionally.

The visitor, dressed in a black cloak, stood in the corner of the street not far from the general's mansion, quietly watching the full moon on the eaves. He raised his head slightly, and the cool glow flowed on his body, making his figure elegant and elegant.

I do not know how long standing, legs slightly numb.

Jinniang.

His heart was branded with this name, but he was not qualified to call her again in front of others.

Suddenly someone came in the distance.

Zhou Xuecheng raised his hand, pulled down his hood, turned away and disappeared in the dark.

He did not return to the East Palace at the first time.

Because he has one of the most important things to do.

Zhou Xuecheng came to a quiet mountain.

The outskirts of the capital is also a shortcut through the Buddhist temple. However, it is said that there were big insects around here before, which killed several people. People would rather believe it than not. The shortcut gradually disappeared, leading to the spread of weeds and the lack of people.

Zhou Xuecheng closer, the bottom of my heart can not restrain a surge of familiarity and intimacy.

This is his secret place with Jin Niang.

Whenever he is beaten by Tai Fu, or she is neglected by Xin Mu because of her poor piano practice, the two will make a treaty with paper, put it into the sleeves and cakes to inform each other, and then pack up their small bags and go to "escape".

They always have a good understanding. As soon as the former leaves, the latter follows. Moreover, they recite the collusive confession thoroughly, making people unable to find any flaw. As a result, for many years, no one found the prince and the eldest lady occasionally rebellious escape.

Jinniang is very filial to her parents and never disobeys. Even if she practices her most talented Yao Qin again and again, this is probably the most bold decision she has made since she was born.

When she was 14 years old, Xin's mother was more strict with her eldest daughter. She was busy learning the etiquette of your daughter's going to a banquet and hosting the banquet, and she was often out of breath. She couldn't follow the rules of the man, who only met once a month.

When we meet again, she seldom acts like a child and complains about him wantonly. Maybe the growth of a girl is overnight, in his casual time. However, her worried character was as usual. In winter, she always thought about whether her plum tree was suffering from cold.

The plum tree is a coincidence.

They accidentally found a few seedlings on the hillside, which grew askew, and transplanted them to a place not far from the water source. However, a lot of new shoots appeared in the next year.

The stubble came to the river and opened the snow grass.

The sound of gurgling water gradually becomes clear from far to near.

He came under the tree.

Nine years is enough to make a seedling grow into a vigorous posture.

"Click -"

a cut-off branch is broken, and the crisp sound is particularly harsh in the dark.

Zhou Xuecheng narrowed his eyes in an instant.

"Who?"

Only the wind answered him.

In fact, he had already seen the figure hiding by the tree trunk. Because it was too thin, he didn't immediately notice the abnormality.

Zhou Xuecheng carelessly whispered, "is it a mouse?"

While relaxing the other party's vigilance, he seems to inadvertently approach.

It seems that the man also has a movement, by the whirling shadow of the tree, quietly back.

"Shua!"

Zhou Xuecheng seize the opportunity, quickly rushed out, grabbed the other side's wrist.

The touch is warm and cool.

That is the delicate feeling of jade bracelet.

The prince was stunned.

The other side did not seem to be ready to be captured, trying to break away from his repression.

As a result, he stepped on the slippery pebbles and fell back.

"Be careful!"

Without any hesitation, he grabbed the man's belt, and as a result of inertia, he couldn't control his over inclined body and fell into the water with a splash.

Splashed with water.

He's got people under his weight.

Fortunately, it was in the shoal, the water was not deep, just above the knee. He put his arms up and subconsciously looked at each other.Most of the hair was wet and soaked in black, just like the ink on the paper after grinding. Against the wet black hair, the face was as fine and white as jade porcelain. The only bright color was the two thin peach blossom lips. The water drops rolled down and were refracted into crystal beads by the moonlight.

He involuntarily called out the voice of Jin Niang.

"Cough, cough --"

when she fell just now, Lin Lang was forced to drink a few saliva, and now she is choking heavily.

It's cold in the chest.

The prince's surprise quickly turned into heartache, gently stroking her back, "how? Is it still hard? "

Maybe it's the empty environment, maybe it's her frail and lovable appearance at this time. Zhou Xuecheng forgets all his hard-made determination, and embraces people tenderly in his arms.

Just like when I was a kid.

Lin Lang choked her throat, and her face was pale. When she finally regained her consciousness, she pushed and motioned him to let go.

"You How did you come here? "

On the contrary, he held it more tightly. Although his expression was calm, his trembling arm still revealed some emotion.

Prince Donggong's eyes were burning at his sweetheart.

"I am..."

She opened her mouth as if to say the answer he had been expecting.

Zhou Xuecheng can't help breathing.

Lin Lang especially likes to look at others' expectation and then turn into a disappointed face. At this time, she is no exception. After hanging up the male owner's appetite, she has recovered all the fragile and sad emotions that she has released. She said coldly, "does your highness think that my concubine has come here to wait for you?"

"It's a ridiculous joke. The prince's Royal Highness is going to get married tomorrow. According to the truth, he should try on the wedding dress in the East Palace, and he has no time to go out. Can my concubine predict that your Highness has no intention to sleep tonight and walk over the wall to the woods in person? "

He said every sentence with a knife, merciless.

Can stab people bloody.

The crown prince's eyes are covered with desolate color, his clothes are also wet, his appearance is not as neat and delicate as before, his dark hair drips with water, and he goes down his neck into the lapel under the clavicle, which has a kind of messy temptation beauty.

Lin Lang saw his pitiful appearance and chuckled at the bottom of his heart, but he remained silent on the surface.

"So Why is your highness here? "

"A bridegroom, who is about to marry, does not prepare for tomorrow's ceremony for your bride. What does he do when he comes to his old friend's place?"

She was aggressive and cold.

He avoided the excessively cold eyes.

She knew all the reasons in the story.

Why do you always force him?

"Your Highness, are you guilty?"

Lin Lang continued to add fuel to the fire. "It is also true that the prince's Royal Highness is of great talent and ambition. What she thinks and plans is what I, an ignorant woman, can guess out of thin air --"

her eyes are slightly enlarged.

The other side kisses with a crooked face.

It is not so much a kiss between lovers, but a farewell full of reluctant and tender feelings. His movement is as light as willow catkins.

Lin Lang saw that he closed his eyes and his eyelashes trembled uneasily.

She knew what he was waiting for.

Maybe a slap.

Maybe it's a look full of hate and disgust.

He needs Lin Lang to reject him with a more tough and ruthless attitude.

Smash all his childhood charm and joy.

Because, in the eyes of Tai Fu, the prince, who is restrained and calm, is out of control.

He couldn't help his yearning and yearning which grew wildly like wild grass.

As long as he saw her, his brain was always chaotic, occupied by a vague figure, lingering.

He was clearly aware of his own fall, but also clearly aware that this was not supposed to be. He has been planning for the supremacy of the imperial power, watching this week's Jiangshan will surrender to him, years of long cherished wish finally come true, how can a person fall short of success?

After all, if you succeed, you will die.

He didn't want to be a loser.

The loser is pitiful, doomed to be pitied and trampled on.

He wants to be a master.

A man above ten thousand is a master.

"Well..."

He was so shocked that he lost his voice.

Because, at this moment, people who thought they would not respond responded responded to him.

She bit the corner of the prince's lip.

Not light or heavy, just good strength.

My heart is tickling.

"Pa --"

he finally released Lin Lang, but he was frightened by himself.

The whole person replanted into the water, splashing a large amount of water.

Lin Lang, on the other hand, turns his back on guests and presses on his legs.The bun on her head scattered a few strands, wet and sticky on her cheek, the original beautiful appearance has a bit of charm, like a demon haunted by deep fog under the moon.

"Concubine, a sinner."

The demon cried cunningly.

Crying pear with rain, ChuChu pitiful.

Zhou Xuecheng also has his own set of standards for women. Among them, the most disgusting thing for him is that women who don't abide by women's principles, who carry their husbands behind their backs and mess with their lovers outside, violating the grace of their hair.

But now -

Where does he stand, or even has the heart to blame her?

"You, you, don't cry..."

He was lying in the water, his sleeve slipping heavily on his elbow, and his face hurt. The Prince did not realize it, stretched out his hand, clumsy, gentle, wipe her tears.

"It's all brother's fault. I'm to blame. "

He murmured, blaming himself.

She lowered her head, her hair in a round knot around his chest.

A kiss sealed.

His royal highness suddenly realized that even if one day a king came to the world -

I'm afraid he can only be a faint monarch.

So the next day, the groom ran away.