A Lady’s Tranquility

The knife piano went to the capital, and did not think so smoothly.

When Zhainzhi did not have to rise than in the past, the new tribute to the house is today, and in the main safety of Jinyiwei, it is particularly paying attention to their own safety. Most of the guards in the house are good hands, and they patrols day and night. If you want God, you don't know that a big living in the backyard will take a thought. At the end, Xiao Dingpei, still in the city, smashed the mind, and founded to the Japanese and Teaching Specialist to assassinate the court of the court, played a big box, carrying a big box filled with clothes, and lifted a bite The big box of the living person is installed, it is simply stealing the day, and there is a drama in Zhou Wei's eyelid.

The city gate is another toss.

In this way, people bring people to the true customs.

Jiang Xiannin naturally knows the fear of the mother, who is still a living?

Even if there is pity being pressed against hatred.

She didn't say much. She only came back, and told him: "Bring the people, look at it, it is also a person with the body, I should be careful."

The knife piano will take people.

If you have a thousand words, you can't say that you can't do it.

Moreover, Jiang Xianning doesn't want to hear.

After people got, she sat alone for a while, and saw the window of the window. The String Moon was gradually full, and there was a shackles in the heart, and there was no sleep.

So just got a body and walked outside.

The soldiers patrolling in the night, they were young, and they stopped and called "Ning Second Girl". She only screamed, nor stopped, and the radius got the most secluded courtyard of Xie.

However, in the late might of the night, it was quiet.

Although there is a light in the house, there is no one.

Only Xiaobao sat under the corridor outside the house, saw her laughing, she didn't use her asked, and they went to the mouth: "Mr. went to the kitchen."

Jiang Xining only felt Nahan, the heart is in the middle of the night, Xie Ju An still goes behind the kitchen?

She didn't ask, she went to her face.

When I got the kitchen, I saw the lights in it, and the knife was not light, and the sound of the chopping board was fine. I heard the person who made the knife had a skilled knife. About is cutting dish.

Jiang Xianning went in and looked at it: "Are you hungry?"

Cool dishes on the kitchen counter.

Heat porridge on the stove.

Xie is standing in the stove, holding the sleeves, and smashes the yam on the chopping board, pushing to the heap, only lifting her, light road: "I am not hungry, but I don't worry tonight Perhaps you want to eat. "

The rear kitchen is not allowed to have a book, only two oil lamps, it is dim. But this is not clear enough light, but it is exactly his long figure and puts a touch of shadow in his neck, like a real world of fierce fireworks.

Jiang Xian Ning actually felt a sputum.

This person always knows.

She thought that if she was really together, he was so powerful, not really gotually tempered, and the inner miles were mad, it was the words that Yan Lin said, very tired, and even uncomfortable.

But this is half a year ...

A little time, I have learned the piano, and I have been driving for half a time. I haven't happened from people from people. I haven't happened. Xie Juan will always arrange everything well, don't worry about her, and I don't let her interceach it; if she is, he is half-pile.

Learn the piano, I have been annoying, she is tired, and she will take the role to take her.

It's just that her fake fake crying twice. He looked at her hand, loot, and he would not be able to fight. Most of the last fewer can only be went by her, even gave her a pot of tea, the end of the dote, let her take a while to continue.

But there is also a time to recruit him.

At this time, I am so hard to lightly. There are two times to pick up the fire, and she peeled her half of clothes during the day. She went to the wall. The pane was covered with her pane. I made her feel scared. I was soft, then I asked her: I dare not dare?

She didn't dare, he put him;

If you are tired, you will not be mistaken, that is, you will be self-reliant, wait until the piano practice, the hand may not be acid, the legs must be soft.

Just after an event, I often go to Xie Ju'an to come, I took into the arms to kiss and went to the eye, but I just smiled and said: Let you go back to your mouth hard.

Jiang Xining is really almost integrated with both saints.

But no matter when, he looks at her eyes, always flat and quiet. Sometimes she talks to others, and when she looks up, she often tightened his gaze. At the beginning, she found it that this person will have a little unreliable; just a long time, the light is bright, and the frank is very.

She has also asked: Isn't it enough?

Xie Yu An started to answer her.

I have been waiting until they have already launched the Jinanfu, and he was honored by two burning in the feast. I didn't know where I had a chicken head, and I slept on her bedside. Peeled to her.

She is drunk.

Xie said: I am awake.

There is no bright light in the house, and his eyes are like it's impregnated with water, then join her to kiss her, like afraid of taking a magic dream, and then ask her: You won't go, is it?

Jiang Xianning is silent.

She really doesn't know what is the bottom of the heart.

After a long time to answer: don't go.

Jiang Xining didn't ask him to know what he didn't like to eat these things, but then rarely met Yan Lin, and occasionally met, there were always other people present, and the cold and the two sentences have to be busy.

Today, she didn't say anything, did not do anything, thank you, I seem to know what she is thinking.

She really wants to find someone.

Just knowing that he knows, he will not use it without saying it.

Jiang Xining sat quietly on the small wooden bench next to the stove, and watched the wonderful thoughts of the scholastic porridge, took a spoon and slowly agitated, finally said: "I haven't yet Really kill people. "

Xie is stirring, but also cover the cover of the casserole.

He also sat down on the edge of the stove, with her, and his eyes fell on the burning charcoal fire, especially calm: "There is always the first time."

Jiang Xining slowly hugged his own knee, volts, blinking, seems to think more, did not speak.

Xie is accompanying her on the side.

Waiting for a few more, the outside is completely quiet, and I will give her a good porridge in the bowl. The two don't move back to the table, just sitting next to the stove, in this slightly cold frost night, have a half hot bowl, waiting for the burning charcoal fire, only from the aftertur Go out.

Xie sent her back to her house, knowing her mood is not very good, she holds people into the nest, take it on her lips, said: "Don't practice the piano early, you can sleep late."

Jiang Xianning is wrapped in the bed, just a face.

She smiled: "You have recently been very positive."

Xie wanked out, staring at her: "You have to die in the middle of the night, I will satisfy you now."

Jiang Xinting suddenly retracted his head, and then eaten and smiled. He didn't dare to recruit him again, and he closed his eyes.

Thank you for a while, I'm: "I am gone."

Jiang Xianning opened his eyes.

Xie's hand is in her forehead, gently kisses her eyelashes on her eyes, really let go, walk out from her house, returning to the door.

The Song Moon has been thin.

The cool breeze.

He is going back, just in the corner of the corridor, stopped, and looked at Jiang Xuening's closed door, finally returned to his house.

The knife piano just returned.

Sword book is finishing the table.

Xie wanked in, holding a eye, but the bottom of the indifferent, but in dyed a few nights, sit down on the table, and didn't speak for a long time.

The knife swordsman two people have been around him, about some.

The sword book wants to say.

The knife piano is a fast person, and the road: "Leave a disaster, standing, simply killing, squatting

Zhou Wei is undoubtedly, whether Jiang Xue Ning is still a hurt, and will not take his life.

But this is a misfortune.

There is a child in her belly, knowing what is it in the future?

Xie Qian watched the left hand palm, and remembered that Jiang Xue Ningwen was watching his eyes, and I also remembered that the snow in the front palace, slowly cleared the palm, after passing the way: "Don't "

The knife sword book is looking to him.

He said: "Zhou Wei is dead, it is self-acquisition, I have a fortune with Ning I, don't have to kill."

Playing heaven, under the world, he is everything, never feel soft.

Sometimes it is unloraity of insurance, but also in the gods of the court, the crowd of blood, is not a few, not a good generation.

For the wife, he has confused the heart.

Just because he he himself came, how great is the power of hatred. Just three hundred righteous children, the soul is still still, the snow in 20 years ago, but also stacked in his heart, there is still uniform ...

Xie Quan and asked: "How is the situation in Beijing?"

The knife piano said: "Has been chaotic, Jinyi Dark launched a good chance, everywhere. When I got out of the city, I heard the wind, and I said that the circular machine was clean, and the momentum was not good, and the city was sneaked out. "

Thank you for a cold.

Sword Shuo Q: "In the early years, this person is often right with Mr., this time ..."

Xie Xiao said: "Since Yantang dealt him, it is not allowed to be funeralized now. It is nothing to use him to balance the 10,000-break. If you teach the capital today, there is no use of him, and it is dead. It is good. "

The sword book nodded.

It's just that the knife piano is smashed, and it seems to have something to say.

I would like to see my words and ask: "What else?"

The knife piano didn't dare to say: "The news came in the palace, it seems to send someone to come to lobby, join hands to teach ..."

This is not possible.

But this is not enough to make the piano hesitate.

Xie wants to think, the corner suddenly smoked, and asked: "Who is it to send?"

The knife piano buried the head and the sound is much lower: "The Ministry of Criminals."