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Chapter 287 Jumping the Beam ([-])

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yufeng pushed the door in with a thin and drunken body.This place was originally a secret room, and when he came in, the wind in his clothes pushed the room's incense into the air, and everyone's breath was overwhelmingly pressed towards Xue Ling, making people feel bloody.I just felt that Pingyi was about to move in his hand, as if he wanted to jump out by himself to pierce something.

From this, the sword can be as its name suggests, and the business can be evened out.Today should be a good day.

She has seen costumes before, but it's not some beauty and canopy, but Xue Yihan's gold and iron horse.Although he hadn't encountered any wars, he had seen them a few times in order to save face.Because she was still young, she didn't even have a formal uniform.

She asked Lu Wen'an to cross the moon, and the latter said that he would build a ladder and find a way to go to the sky.However, she asked Lu Wen'an for armor, and the latter said that he didn't know how to sew.Those layers of things, if you can't wear them for a lifetime, you will feel at ease.

Come to think of it, needlework is much more difficult than reaching for the moon.

Therefore, this body is full of gold and silver threads, which is so heavy that people's spine can't stand straight.It was tens of millions heavier than she had imagined.It seems that the general things in the world are layered, which makes people uncomfortable.

Jiang Hong didn't answer, and let Jiang Yufeng find a chair and sit down.Qi Qingyi lowered his head, still holding the twisted handkerchief that has not changed for thousands of years.Princess Yongle couldn't hold her breath, and called: "Xue Ling", but Mrs. Su interrupted quickly, and suppressed what Yongle was going to say in a high voice, and said coquettishly: "Why is it a good day for you alone? Is it a good day?"

While speaking, he stood up and walked towards Xue Ling, helped her right arm sleeve, and pushed Xue Ling's hand into the sleeve edge calmly, as if to persuade her to take back her intentions.

This action was meaningless, the candles in the room were as bright as the scorching sun at noon, and the malice could not be concealed, and instead of being concealed, it was revealed.Xue Ling didn't intend to hide it at all, so he simply pushed Su Yuru away with the back of his hand, turned his sleeves up, exposed most of his arms, and put his hands in front of him, so that Pingyi could see everything at a glance.

She's seen it, she's seen it.

She has seen a house full of guests, and she is the guest of honor.

She has seen a lot of people together, she is a spoiled child.

She has seen everything, but when they meet again, neither the things nor the people.She thought that in the rare solemn atmosphere in Pingcheng, there were also a few old and new faces, talented and good generals, who were also in the same room, frowning and laughing, cursing and rapping.

He also looked at her alone in the same way, staring at her hangingly.

Now, what are you looking at?Come on stage?

Jiang Hong wanted to pretend to be blind, but Bai Ren took advantage of the red makeup, it was really conspicuous, and it was difficult to ignore it.He recalled all the incidents with Xue Ling, from Xue Jiang's conspiracy three years ago to today's night talk in the secret room, he let out a sigh of relief.

Xue Ling was the only person he could not fathom in most of his life.It's not unpredictable, it's completely unpredictable.Unpredictable, this situation can be divided into two types.

One is that it is unfathomable, so if he admits it, he will almost know his fate, and if he can't play with a little girl, what else can he do?

But after getting along for a long time, he gradually felt that, maybe, there was something wrong.People were using their own cognition to trick other people. Seeing that Xue Ling didn't follow the rules at all, Jiang Fu was caught off guard.It is only said that the young master of the Xue family is more skilled.But I forgot to think about it, maybe that person didn't have any rules.

It shouldn't be like this, the Taifu of the Three Dynasties, General Dingguo shouldn't raise a person who can do whatever he wants.It should be Kong Rong who gave up pears, and he should learn from Wang Tai and push jujubes.If you don't take it, you should be given it, and that's the way to be a minister. This is what Xue Ling should be like.

If it wasn't too abnormal, how could he vomit blood that night when he was so frightened by the silk dress, and then he gave up his dignity and bowed down to say that the Jiang family was working for Xue Ling?Obviously three years ago, when the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy came to the mansion, although he was eloquent and eloquent, he was still polite and courteous.

It was nothing more than that he was terrified that Xue Ling had changed his stomach after what happened that year, and that he would die with the Jiang family.He has been cautious for several months in fear, but the sword hanging above his head has not fallen off for a long time.If it were an ordinary person, it would be unknown if he was scared to death.But in this room, is there any ordinary person?
At least, Jiang Hong was definitely not.

Since it didn't drop, he raised his head tentatively to see why the sword didn't drop.Will it never fall, or is the rope tied more securely?Or, could he reach out and take that sword down?
"Whose life do you want to take, do it quickly so that we can talk about business."

Hearing the sound, Jiang Yufeng raised his head, glanced at Jiang Hong, then shifted his gaze to Xue Ling, then lowered his head and said, "Sit down, we're all on our own."

Mrs. Su got bored, her expression didn't change a bit, she pulled Xue Ling, half-coaxed and half-forced her to sit down at the table, and pushed over a emerald green plate, the peach blossom cakes inside were bigger than those on the carriage. The ones that fell were even more colorful.

"Look, I will remember what Luo'er likes to eat."Su Jiru rested her chin, looked at Xue Ling with a smile, and coaxed her with sincerity.

It's been a while since Su Yuanheng had an accident, and now it's not easy in prison, Xue Ling has already learned about it from Huo Yunwan.She didn't feel distressed, but seeing Su Yuru's happy smile, she still panicked in disgust.It's not impossible for the Su family to get someone out, but if they can't get any news, then they are sorry for Su Xiru who has been in the camp for so many years.

So, knowing that her son is half dead, what is she still laughing at?
"Is there anything serious to discuss? Who wants to kill Song Cang?"Xue Ling stared at Su Yuru intently, but spoke to Jiang Hong.

"It's me." Su Yuru rushed to answer, and moved herself closer. She didn't shy away from Xue Ling. Instead, she looked fearless, her tone was gentle and brisk, and she said clearly, "It's me, it's me." Want to kill Song Cang. If he doesn't die, isn't Yuan Heng the one who dies?"

"Luo'er and Yuan Heng are brothers and sisters. Do you want to watch Yuan Heng die? It's a pity that Song Cang is still alive. If he doesn't die, Yuan Heng will have a bad life."

Xue Ling's eyes wandered, looked at Jiang Hong, then moved to Qi Qingyi, and finally returned to Su Yanru's face.She opened her mouth, but said nothing.

In this moment of hesitation, Su Xi seemed to be making progress, and stretched out his hand to pull Xue Ling's sleeve, so that the two of them were only a short distance away, and he still asked so crisply:
"Why don't you go and kill Song Cang?"

(End of this chapter)