The fourth master's favorite concubine

Chapter 516 Chapter 516
The Thirteenth Master shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "I won't lose everything, so how can I protect you well?"

Yi Jin chuckled softly and said, "I accept Master Thirteen's wishes, but unfortunately, to me, you are not him after all."

"I don't mind if you treat me as him. One day, the person in your heart will be me instead of him. I don't believe you will feel nothing when you look at me." He moved his hands The legs want to get out of bed and stand in front of her and tell her.

He has always been unrestrained, maybe it's because he cared about her and was afraid of embarrassing her, so he should have told her his feelings before returning to the palace that time.It's not like going crazy every night, and it's not like watching her being sent to him by the emperor's brother to be jealous by him.

He will protect her well, since Brother Huang is suspicious, why doesn't he show his heart in front of Brother Huang, saying that he also likes her.

"Master Thirteen overestimated himself. I have always only regarded you as him." It is possible to take this step forward, if two people love each other, where will Yuaner be.

What's more, after all, she still regards Master Thirteen as Jiacheng, and she still can't let go.

Thirteenth Master looked a little pale, perhaps because he couldn't accept the fact.

Yijin packed up the medicine box, but she still didn't have the courage to throw the boat out. People who can't let go are destined to embarrass her for the rest of her life.

Just when she was packing up and about to leave, suddenly there was a voice from the other side of the bed: "Even so, I admit it." The words were correct, and they never changed.

Yi Jin rolled his eyes, and his face was frozen with the original smiling expression. He actually wronged himself so much, his feet softened and he walked away slowly: "Perhaps I am destined to owe you in this life."

"It's good to owe it. Only when you owe it will you pay it back. No matter what, you and I are finally in contact."

Yi Jin furrowed his brows and glanced at Lord Thirteen, smiled and said, "I'll come back tomorrow."

The Thirteenth Master patted his thigh knowing that she was going out of the house and said softly: "If you go out, come back sooner. Or I can feel more at ease if I take someone out."

Yi Jin agreed, and if there were no accidents, she would come back earlier.

Several eyeliners sent by the emperor at the door looked at each other, one of them nodded and looked at the others below him, then turned and left.

Zhao Jia's hand was on her chest all the time, the prince treated her well, if she really liked it, she would acquiesce.It's just that it's a bit expensive to get her.After all, he is the emperor's person, the concubine Xi in the palace, will the emperor agree?

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Rong Ruo's mansion has long been deserted, and only one servant is taking care of it. Seeing that his son is not there, Rong Ruo's father stopped performing his duties in Beijing.

When she went to knock on the door, the servant was quite shocked, after all, the door hadn't been knocked on for two or three years.

"Let me see for myself, you go out and wait." She said to the servant, then turned around and poked into Yu Yan and Rong Ruo's room.

The room full of poems covered the four walls, swaying gently in the wind, she couldn't help but feel a sore nose when she saw it.

With his peerless talent, he transformed all his thoughts into the most poignant language and passed them on forever.

Now I know that I was wrong at the time, and my mood is desolate.Red tears are dripping down secretly, eyes full of spring breeze and nothing wrong.Love knows that there is nothing to do in the future, and insists on a happy date.It's not like this, the pear blossoms are gone and the moon is west.

She had tears in her eyes when she read one of the poems, her words were choked up, and her fists were clenched.

He didn't hate him when he didn't see her, but at this moment when he saw her, he wanted to smash Song Changyue's body into thousands of pieces, but he couldn't understand the hatred.

Shaking up her sleeves and weeping, she turned and walked towards Yuyan's makeup, stroked the jade comb, rouge, and redness, recalling that they were talking and laughing happily in front of the dressing table, and raised their eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)