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- How does Sikong Ji look now?
Ming Ruoxie looked at him earnestly.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? She really didn't expect that the guard would say such a thing.
This is none of her business. She has not provoked Jin Changyue. She has not seen what he looks like until now.
Sikong Ji still finished eating very gracefully, picked up the plain white handkerchief, wiped his mouth gently, and then wiped his slender fingers.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? For such a good-looking person, doing such elegant movements, is simply very beautiful.
But Ming Ruoxie vaguely felt that there was another sour smell floating in the air.
This time, it was much more sour.
"Why are Ruoruo looking at me like that?"
"You look good."
"Better looking than Jin Changyue?"
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
¡°I haven¡¯t seen what he looks like yet,¡± Ming Ruoxie said.
"Didn't you give that piece of jade to him? If he brought such an ugly piece of jade to you, it can't really be used as a medical fee."
"No one would be so unsophisticated as to think that such a piece of jade can be used as a medical fee for Princess Jin, right?"
Therefore, the medical fee Jin Changyue said was false in order to send the jade to Ming Ruoxie so that she could see that it was true.
Why let her see such a piece of jade? It means that the jade has something to do with her.
Ming Ruoxie really can¡¯t remember it. After all, it¡¯s not her memory, but Mingsan¡¯s. It was so many years ago. She didn't really remember all Ming San's memories completely. She knew roughly, such as what life was like before sixteen and what Xiao Yun taught her. , roughly what you do on a daily basis.
But like some fragmentary memories, she doesn¡¯t know, maybe she has to think hard?
Ming Ruoxie held her chin and looked at Sikongji, "Let me think about it."
Think about it?
?Looking at her dazed look, it seemed that she really couldn¡¯t remember whether the thing belonged to her.
After all, it¡¯s not the people and things she remembers deeply.
"It seems that I was robbed once. When I was young, I had some love for beauty, but I was always busy in Zhuangzi, and it was not easy to wear delicate accessories on my body, so there were several little girls of about the same age in Zhuangzi, and they would go together. I tried my best to get some that I could wear on my body. I seemed to have picked up a few pieces of jade from the river at that time, and then polished it myself. I didn¡¯t know how to carve it, so I just polished it smooth and wore it on my waist to pretend that I was a wealthy person. People with jade ornaments.¡±
Sikongji glanced at her, why did he say it as if he was telling someone else's story?
¡°In fact, when Ming Ruoxie said this, her tone was dry, and it didn¡¯t sound like she was recalling her own days of poverty.
She held her chin and continued to think with a little distress, "Then I went into the mountains to pick mushrooms, and then I met a dirty brother? I don't know why, but he snatched the jade away. Eh? Sikongji, let¡¯s talk about it, that dirty eldest brother is Jin Changyue?¡±
So, it is true that Ming San met Jin Changyue when he was a child.
"Are you sure you robbed it? Wasn't it a gift from you who cherished it?" Sikong Ji asked.
Ming Ruoxie held her chin and thought again, and nodded firmly this time, "He just robbed it. After the robbery, he ran away. Ming I chased him very far, trying to snatch it back." .¡±
Sikongji laughed.
"You chased me a long way for such an ugly jade?"
"It took a long time to polish it," Ming Ruoxie said.
"It seems that Jin Changyue recognized you."
"I recognized him when I recognized him. Do I have to have a tearful recognition with him? We are not relatives, not friends." Ming Ruoxie really didn't care. He was a complete stranger to her in the first place. Even if it was someone Ming San had met before, it was Ming San's business. She was originally a relatively indifferent person. If Jin Changyue had always remembered that little girl, it was Ming San who remembered her. Besides, remembering her What effect can it have, and how much friendship does it have? After all, Ming San died during the time he was just remembering.
So, what he remembers is the dead Ming San, what does it have to do with her.
Sikongji could see Ming Ruoxie's unpretended indifference. He reached out his hand and touched the corner of her lips.
¡°It¡¯s got something on it.¡±
Ming Ruoxie glanced at him sideways.
Believing his lies, she still ate very politely, how could she have something on her mouth?
"If you want to eat my tofu, you can just say it. I will bring it up for you to kiss. There is no need to make such excuses." She stood up as she said this, leaned over, crossed the table, and kissed him on the lips. For a moment.
"Yeah, the smell of rice vinegar." She said, her tongue playfully swiped across his lips, and then she quickly stepped away before he was about to grab the back of her head, "I'm going to see what the old monk is reading. What scripture!¡±
After saying this, she ran out with a sweet smile.
Her voice came from outside the door, "Man Yue, let's go."
"coming."
The round-faced maid hurriedly chased after him.
Sikong Ji was left in the dining hall. He raised his hand and caressed his lips. Thinking of her playful swipe just now, his heart felt a little hot.
That woman¡ª¡ª
Really, sooner or later you have to cry.
Ming Ruoxie ran to the Great Buddha Hall and stood outside listening to Master Ciyuan's lecture.
She didn¡¯t understand these things, but when she saw that the monks present were all fascinated, no one made a sound or was distracted, and they all looked at Master Ci Yuan, she couldn¡¯t help but sigh at the power of faith.
Master Ciyuan¡¯s voice was gentle, without any ups and downs, and his tone was slow. She felt like dozing off while listening.
He quickly walked away with Man Yue and went to the side hall where the accident happened.
At this moment, there are no monks guarding the place. It seems that they all think it is more important to listen to Master Ci Yuan¡¯s lectures on Buddhism.
Ming Ruoxie walked in with Man Yue, followed by Pei Wu, "Princess."
He saw her walking away with Man Yue and felt a little uneasy, so he followed her.
¡°After all, so many things happened just last night, and there are still people from the God-catching Pavilion here. Now he has not yet figured out whether the God-catching Pavilion is an enemy or a friend to them, or it is better to be on guard.
"When Prince Pei left the capital, didn't Fang Jiujin clamor to follow him?" Ming Ruoxie asked Pei Wu casually as he walked into the palace.
Why does this sound like something is wrong?
"Princess, Prince Fang is not my son." Pei Wu said. Why did he go out and shut up Fang Jiujin? Are you going to follow him crying and making trouble?
Man Yue could not help but purse her lips and snicker.
"Isn't that what he has? He always wants to follow you. This trip may take a long time. He has been separated from you for so long, and he will probably become ill with resentment."
Fortunately, Fang Jiujin is not a woman.
Otherwise, when he heard her describing her like this, why did he feel like she was talking about his wife or his concubine?
Pei Wu felt a chill and quickly shook his head to get rid of this ridiculous feeling. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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