A Lady’s Tranquility

Zhou Wei left.

Yan Lin took a long time in the study.

Qingfeng asked outside: "Shi, the floor ..."

Yan Linked slowly with his palms and asked him: "Is the father returned?"

Qingfeng one, replies: "Hou Ye should be in Cheng Qingtang."

Yan Lin got up and took out his own study, and he took the promenade of the rockery, and he went to the direction of Cheng Qingtang.

Outside the old man is standing.

Even if you walk under the gallery, the cold wind is also rolled into the cold rain.

Qingfeng was shocked, seeing people got out of a few feet far before reacted, he was busy chasing: "The Shi, umbrella!"

The He Yong Hou's Cheng Qingtang is that it is the father of Yan Lin, which is the father of Yan Lin.

Yan Linji is approaching, the old manager outside shows a full smile: "The world is coming, the head is just sent to two altars, and the Hou Ye has opened it. It is pondering that the weather is looking for. Who will drink for a while, you have to come. "

Yan Lin did not respond, and the footsteps did not stop.

When the old housekeeper suddenly worked, he looked back and looked at the back of Yan Yao. He didn't hold back Qingfeng's Qingfeng: "What happened to the world?"

Yong Yi Hou Yan Mu, now it is a person in the age of 40, and there are some white hair on his head, but it is not obvious.

After all, it is a process of being born, leading the soldiers, hit, it is this age, and the body is still very tough. A beard is hard in the chin, and there is a heroic gas with a few parties of the military talents between the eyebrows. It is also seen in the forehead.

This is all left.

At this moment, as the old housekeeper said, he just opened a wine.

The table puts some small dishes.

The wine just opened in the wineman.

The fragrance of wine and dishes is all wet in the humid air.

Seeing Yan Lin came in, he smiled, full of medium shocks his chest, only said: "Isn't it going to go out today, how come it? Just, taste this wine."

Yong Yi He pointed to the wine in the table.

Yan Lin stood in front of the table, and fixedly gained his father, and the lips seems to be suppressed, and then raised his hand and drunk. .

A teenager, juvenile, throat rolling.

A fierce wine is inserted into the throat, burn into the heart from the lips and teeth!

"", The wine is placed down.

Yongyi Hou is very understandable about his son. It is said that there is nothing to talk about it on weekdays, even if this kid, there is much more ginger, the girl, he is all clear, but he has not seen it. .

So he realized that he had something.

Yongyi Hou up and down him, laughing: "How, is it contradictory with Snow Ning?"

Yan Lin didn't laugh, and the eyes of falling on his father did not move. Only asked: "Father, do you know that HS is sent to the South King's anti-Party?"

"..."

Yongyi Hou originally turned to end the movement of the wine.

He lifted his head, and he was in the eyes of Yan Lin, and the young people of the young people came out of this pair of eyes, and they were unwanted to hide. However, in detail, think about what he speaks, and Yong Yi Hou suddenly understands what is in this moment.

There is no panic.

There is no accident.

He laughed, and then laughed. It was like a memorable and ridiculous past, and he couldn't help but shook his head. When he opened, he brought a bone hate and crazy -

"It's coming, always come! 20 years have passed, I can't forget, they can't forget it, I can't forget! Hahahaha ..."

Why did Yongyi Hou have a letter to the balance of Pingnan Wang Yi?

Obviously, the Party of Pingnan Wang Jian Tiancheng, the Party of Pingnan King, and when killing the palace, and Yong Yi is still a great power of the loyalty and honesty.

In the last life, there is still some mystery without unlocked.

The time of the agreed is that there has been a long time, Yan Lin still doesn't appear.

Jiang Xianning slowly sink.

Originally, if she did not be selected, she said to Yan Lin in a few days ago, but the part of this gang is mixed and comes to toss, disrupted all of her plans, and more people in the palace, fundamental There is no chance to clear the words.

And now, Yan Lin should already know?

Standing in front of the first floor of the elevation, she stared at the rain outside.

It took a long time.

It is very big.

The sky has gradually darker, and all the lights in the capital, the dark warm light illuminates the windows of all walks, and also illuminates the farmers, but in the splash of rain and the rain fog, it is blurred. contour.

The wind gradually blessed.

With the big lotus behind her, there is no one worried, and I will give the windows to the windows, I can't help but complain. "" The Shi Ye is not coming so late, maybe what is there? Don't you come? Girl, or let us go first? "

Jiang Xianning only said: "Don't close."

The sound is gently, but the line of sight is not turned, and it is still on the shining rain outside the window.

Lian Chung, Jiascat suddenly looked at it.

I always feel that there is something unusual today.

I never took the initiative about Xiao Hou, who came to Xiao Hou, never late, Xiao Hou, who had never been late.

They don't dare to ask more.

Jiang Xian Ning said that there is not a window, and the hands they stretched out have also returned back, and they want to persuade her to stand on the window: "You don't want to sit in it, the slaves will help you, Xiao Hou is coming. Tell you. This window is so big, your body is not enough, if an accidental blow is frozen, the slaves are really good. "

Jiang Xianning didn't hear it, and didn't move it.

Lian Chung Kan did not dare to persuade.

In the elegant room, I suddenly beat it again, I only heard the rain surrounded by the rain, and occasionally mixed with the vocal of the intersection of the nearby wine hotel.

The sound of the horses accompanied by the sound of the wheel.

Lian Chung Kan is a shock.

From the window, the carriage is not a carriage of the Yuxi Houfu, and has not stopped under the building, but stopped in the street opposite the dust. If you have come up from the car first, you will be atened by the umbrella, and you will welcome people in the car.

A Xuan Qingshu, frowning, doesn't seem to like this rainy day.

The five officials are also considered, just a pair of eyes too deep.

The lips always seem to hook a smirk, but it is not sincere, and even has a natural cold.

Jiang Xianli is standing on the window, I recognized almost glance -

It is Chen Yu!

This is a famous Cool, and now the people of the Criminal Ministry, it is also the person who is almost open to Zhang.

Why is he here?

Jiang Xunning suddenly turned.

I saw Chen Youthang after getting off the bus, I was willing to wash the clothes. I didn't have a lot of the sound of the cold, even when I was separated by the rain, I heard the name of everyone. "Chen Da".

At this time, I came in to change hot tea for Jiang Xianning.

She asked: "It's so late, it's like this rain, you have no guests, and the face is lively."

Herd of her line of sight, I forgot to have a laughter: "Oh, opposite. I heard that Chen Manda in the Criminal Department is the official of the Criminal Ministry, not in us. When we were normal. Walking, Xie Shao said that his feet were in us. Chen Dao people felt unlucky, and since then changed to the dust seat. "

Is this?

Jiang Xuening's gaze still falls on the window fans opposite the population.

I have seen some people approach.

Then, the window was pushed away, and the wine of a house was passed out, and the people who came to see the house from Jiang Xianning, and there were a bordering face.

She frowned, knowing that she can see others, others can see her, they will turn around, namely Lian Chung Tan put the window.

I just turned it, I want to open my moment -

The scene after the opening of the window, like a volume, and suddenly returned to her mind, set in one of the quiet corners.

Her heart is gently trembled, even if the body seems to have a stiffness, so I don't know how to make a strange hope, she actually turned his body, and then inside the opposite window!

The dust is in the banquet, and the table is shy, and the table is sitting in the court.

Chen Yu came to the head by everyone.

After all, he was a high official stage, and it was a chin of the Criminal Ministry. Everyone said that the laughs raised the wine to persuade his wine, standing up for a while, sitting down, showing lively.

So the quiet corner, it seems that it is incompatible.

It was blocked by the carved window sash, and Jiang Xining could only see him being blocked. A chartered green queering round trolement, a top-sleeved official, is slightly wide, and the palm of the finger bones, gently press the two knee.

Sitting on the bench, straight back.

Zhang Shinghou looked at the rain curtain.

The lively behind the room will be full of entertainment, as if he can't get the cold and quiet, with him.

Even if you just put this, you can't make a complete and clear silhouette, you can get Jiang Xining is able to affirm it -

It's him.

There will never be someone else.

This is quietly looking quietly, the past has been so long, so long, it is still deeply engraved in her memory, and it is impossible to throw a trace.

Master, or like this, I like to see the rain ...

At this moment, Jiang Xue Ning had a tide of hot tears.

All of the last generations suddenly turned out.

Under the pavilion of heavy rain, he stood in the steps and reached the corner of the official and robe that was deliberately put on, and then looked up and looked at her.

In the afternoon, it is his head and standing in the temple. When she is low, the line is not dare to lift, and the palm slowly cleaned the stiff radians;

On the muddy, he was a hurt shoulder, and she reached out to her feet. When she came out, slightly scrulling the throat, and the blood of the ground;

......

What is she doing bad? Is it a good one who is going to provoke such a good person?

The big arrival is a devil in her heart. It is necessary to put it black. It is necessary to turn the clear, and take the high-altitude people in the sacred church. It is struggling in the pain of human fireworks ...

In this way, the fellow is satisfied.

On the first life, she owed Yan, Yan Lin was ten times to retaliate; if she owed Zhang, she was a life, she could not pay.

She is Zhang Yinqing is in a lifetime, and she has not acceded the magic bar.

And Zhang Yun, but her dust is full of hearts, the last corner is not dyed.

I have had such a few moments, she thinks: If it is not a queen, she wants to marry this person desperately. Since then, the sleeves have a dirty dust on the clothes, leaned over to him to pick up each of the stumbches of the front road, turning into a good person, and you can enjoy him to himself.

But she is the queen.

A heart that is covered with a dust, hurts himself, and harms him.

Jiang Xue wanted to opposite, slowly blurred in the line of sight, but I didn't know if it was treated with rain, but because of the tears of the tasting ...

Someone hurried from the flushing downstairs.

Zhang Yun, sitting under the window, finally moved.

What did the man have told him, he nodded, got up and got it to others, and didn't see what they were, I went out from the open door.

All the way downstairs.

The shawliness of the washing Xuan handed him an umbrella in front of the door. He took it, and the deep cyan oil paper umbrella was opened.

When the umbrella is lifted, the contour also revealed under the umbrella, from the cold jaw, to the tight thin lips, and then the straight nose, and the calm narrow eye, slightly ...

It seems to be perceived, his line of sight lifted.

So just hit it right.

The rain curtains like curtains and the long street, she is on the window, he is in the downstairs.

Jiang Xian Ning, a drop of tears, there is no sign of it.

The tip of the umbrella is a cold rain, and it lights up in the back of the book.

He felt that he was branded.

The appearance of the beautiful girl, washed away the lead, there is no vague paranoia, so it is clean and soft, standing behind his favorite heavy rain, looking at him with a pair of rain.

At this moment, the fingers of the umbrella were gripped hard.

But he didn't take any past, and did not show any strange. After a long time, he had his eyes, letting the stairs, let the open umbrella cover all his secrets, in her line of sight Gradually walk away.

Jiang Xianning thought: I am so good, everything has not happened.