Aware of the cold light in the eyes of cloud vast sky, Ji long night does not speak.

A lot of things, they both know.

But for a moment, Ji long night just look convergence, way: "all the way today the emperor love people like son, but don't know, he is the most merciless."

If you are in love, you don't want your son to die.

It's not as if his courtiers want him to die.

Thinking of this, Ji Changye's fingertips move, and the teacup in her hand is suddenly broken, silently turned into dust, and falls to the ground.

Yun Haotian, however, chuckled. The cup in his hand remained the same, just like a poem, but with a slight irony, he said: "love the people like a son? The drought in Northwest China was donated by the rich businessmen in the south of the Yangtze River, but the Treasury did not give a cent. "

Yu Luo, after a meal, said: "there will not be a second time. I will ask them to get it back one by one..."

With that, he gently placed the cup on the table.

Two people will talk today's important matter, but for a moment, Ji Changye then turns to leave.

Before leaving, the third prince seemed to think of it, stopped him and asked, "I heard that the old general has arranged a marriage for you?"

His tone is rather pitiful.

Rongcheng is the daughter of a merchant, and she has a bad reputation. Even if long night is not good in the capital, she is the only child in the general's mansion. How can general Ji arrange such a marriage for him?

Ji Changye steps a meal, the mind brushed Ye Sang's cold face, I do not know why, his eyes slightly narrowed, emotion is not clear, said: "even my personal jade pendant can fall woman, the old man is really not like me."

With that, he did not wait for the third prince to reflect. He stepped lightly and disappeared in his eyes.

Seeing that he left, Yun Haotian chuckled a few times. Thinking of the words he said before he left, he just felt a little funny.

Such a brave woman, I don't know where general Ji came from.

The entrance of Jiuchong palace is heavily guarded. It's like entering a cottage. You can come and go as you like. Ji Changye is the only one in the world.

In the night, there was a slight sound of hunting in the air, but it was too easy to be ignored, and the silence was restored in an instant.

The guard at the corner of the palace wall didn't notice it. Everything was as fast as an illusion, and it was fleeting.

Until, return to general mansion, Ji long night footstep tiny dun.

I don't know whether it's because of the mention of Ye's woman or something. He twisted his eyebrows and asked, "what's the situation in Rongcheng?"

The folded robe, who followed him, was stunned. He thought he was asking about the treasure map and said, "I still haven't found any other clues."

Smell speech, didn't get the answer that want, Ji long night wring eyebrow even more, but no longer many words, waved a hand, then let him back down.

I don't know why. The more I think about that woman, the tighter his lips are

……

Rongcheng's winter is no more bleak and cold than the capital.

As always, little orange garden is lonely and desolate.

At night, ye sang, wearing a cloak, stood quietly in front of the pit where tuan'er was buried.

Only two days after ye Jiajun's last demonstration, she lost a lot of weight.

Not too sad, but she is too calm, calm enough to think all day in the cold wind.

On her side, Jiao Mei looked at her anxiously, but she didn't dare to say much.

"Miss..."

"The horse is good to be ridden, and the man is good to be bullied..." Ye sang suddenly moved and said a word in the wind.

These days, ye sang has never been heard to say a word. Now, ye sang suddenly opens her mouth, but Jiao Mei can't respond. As soon as she is about to say something, she hears her own young lady say: "blindly forbearing will only make others do more harm to herself Even the people around you... "

The older Ye Sang's voice was, the lower it was. Jiao Mei burst into tears: "Miss, it's not your fault. It's the second young master..."

"Jiao Mei, do you think it would have been better if we had been more tough?"

She always thought that as long as she could bear it, even if they went too far, they couldn't do anything to her.

Now I find out that she is still too stupid.

Ye's family is their world. What do they really want? When can she still hop? What's more

What's more, if it wasn't for her so-called reputation, I'm afraid ye Xiangbo would let Xu continue to abuse her like this Even if he dies, he doesn't care

After all, a few days ago in the lobby, he was trying to kill her.

And now, she can see this clearly.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was too ridiculous to fall into such a situation.

On one side, Jiao Mei wiped her tears, grasped her tightly, and said: "Miss, we will be better. Do you forget that you saved the maid, and you picked up tuan'er. If it wasn't for you, tuan'er would have starved to death, so would the maid, and she would have died in the woods..."From that day when she was brought back to the little orange garden by the young lady, she always believed that she could have a good life with the young lady.

Even if sometimes she can't stand the pain, there will be a voice in her heart to tell her.

She didn't know why she was so persistent to the young lady, but she just believed that everything would be OK.

Good people will get good results. Miss is such a good person. Why can she get bad results?

Seeing that Jiao Mei's face is full of tears, ye sang looks back. She looks at the tears on Jiao Mei's face and reaches out her hand to wipe it gently. I don't know why. She suddenly smiles and feels relieved: "what are you crying for? I'm just thinking about how to live better. Since you can't bear it, you can't bear it."

These days, she thinks too much.

She didn't want to sit around and die, and she didn't want to die before she got married.

She thought a lot before she came to understand.

Smell speech, angle plum a Leng, want to know to listen to miss just now of words, really is too negative too low.

Seeing that the young lady was able to figure it out, she was immediately relieved, with a smile on her face and a cry: "young lady..."

"All right. Don't cry. Come back with me

A few days ago, she coaxed out the two maids that ye Xiangbo had given her. In the end, she was so careless that she thought that there was nothing to covet in the little orange garden, but she did harm to tuan'er.

Thinking of tuan'er, ye Sang's sadness turns into perseverance. When she returns to her room, she suddenly sits in front of the case and takes out rice paper, as if to write a letter.

On one side, Jiao Mei saw her writing a letter and quickly ground it.

Ye Sang was born in a famous family before her death. Even though she was a wolf fighter, her childhood upbringing made her practice her handwriting well. She practiced it under a stick when she was young. Even now, her handwriting is grand and majestic, not like her pretty appearance.

When she had finished writing the letter, she put it in an envelope and put it on the table.

Jiao Mei's face was strange, but she didn't say much.

Until late at night, everything is immersed in silence.

A shadow suddenly brushed the desk where the envelope was placed. But after a moment, it disappeared, along with the letter

……

Within a day, Ji Changye of the general's mansion received a letter from Rongcheng.

His black eyes flashed a trace of light. I don't know why. Just looking at the envelope, he could guess who was writing the letter.

Looking at the envelope he didn't fill in, his eyes flashed, but he asked without emotion, "whose letter?"

"The fourth miss of the Ye family." Dark Wei answers.

Smell speech, Ji long night light hum a, then let him back down.

The room was quiet, and folded robes were standing beside him as usual, looking at the envelope with a trace of curiosity.

See folded robe's eyes sweep over, Ji long night slanted eyes to see him one eye, folded robe immediately whole body shiver for a while, wrongly moved eyes.

I'm so mean

He touched his nose and smoked.

When Ji Changye opened the envelope with folded robe's eyes away, he saw the faint handwriting inside. He was surprised. When he saw the content of the words, he was stunned. For a moment, all his emotions were calmed down like stagnant water.

Aware of the strange appearance of Ji Changye, he folded his robe and twisted his eyebrows: "Yeh?"

Can't that woman write something she shouldn't?

"Burned." Ji long night eye ground once crossed a silk evil spirit and shame annoy.

This woman is just!

I've never seen my master with such an air. I was stunned when I folded my robe. But I quickly responded that I took the envelope and was about to deal with it. As a result, I was called back by my master before I went out.

"Come back here." Fold your robes and come back.

"Here you are." Without waiting for the reflection of the folded robe, the envelope in his hand fell back to Ji Changye's hand.

Folding the robe was a little silly. For a moment, I didn't understand what my master was going to do.

"My lord?"

"Go away." Ji Changye said faintly, then with a sound of "pa --", the folded robe was blown out of the house by a wind, and the door was closed.

The folded robe was blown out for no reason

He looked at the closed door, good grievance, have wood have!

Sure enough, there is nothing good about that woman!

In this place, I was angry.

Inside the house, I see Ji Changye, who has always been calm, and the coolness on her face is broken.

He took out the letter from the envelope again, and looked at it several times with deep eyes. He didn't know how long it took until the folded robe standing outside the house was ready to be worn and was about to become a stone carving. Then his eyes moved away from the letter. His eyes were so deep that he couldn't see through the bottom.

Suddenly, he suddenly chuckled, went to the desk, picked up the pen, and wrote a word under the woman's words.

"Yes."

Since she dare to make a promise, why does he dare not?

"Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son, I would like to marry you, that will never leave.

If you don't want to, break the engagement as soon as possible.If I wish, I will keep my promise, and so will you. "

Since she had no way back, all she could think of was him.

Ji's family is mired in mud. Even in Rongcheng, she has heard about it. What's more, last time in Zhoufu, zhouyue also told her about it.

The Ye family is daoshan, and the Ji family is a sea of fire. If you marry into the Ji family, she can't be the master.

What she can do is gamble, gamble her whole life, gamble his keeping his promise.

Since she dares, why shouldn't he?

What's more, the Ji family really needs a master mother.

Thinking of this, Ji Changye received the pen, put the letter in the envelope, handed it to the dark Wei, and said, "give it to the fourth miss of the Ye family."

Dark Wei wiped a little surprised, but quickly put the letter away, quickly disappeared in the eye.

Until the dark Wei disappears, Ji Changye returns to her senses and thinks about her impulse. Looking at the ink in front of her, she smiles: "never leave, never give up..."