The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

At that moment, Jiang Si's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Yu Jin with a strange look in her eyes.

In the summer of the nineteenth year of Jingming, it was indeed not too long before the prince was deposed for the first time.

At this moment, Jiang Xi actually gave birth to the idea that Yu Qi and her are the same person.

"Ajin."

Yu Jin smiled and pulled Jiang Si into his arms, looking into her eyes: "Why do you look at me like this?"

"Why do you say that the crown prince will be soon?"

Yu Jin sneered: "As the saying goes, if there is rain in the sky, if you do it, you will not die. If you don't do it, you won't die. The prince is no longer a common deed.

Jiang Xia fixedly looked at Yu Jin.

"What's wrong?" Yu Jin was puzzled, suddenly realized, leaned into Jiang Si's ear and asked, "Did you miss me?"

Jiang Xi was stunned for a moment, and then flew over with a blank eye: "What are you thinking about?"

In the clear sky and in the carriage, how could this bastard think of those—cough, it seems that it is not impossible.

Jiang seemed to think of his past life.

At that time, this guy seemed to have never seen a woman in his life, and he was entangled with her all day long. From the embarrassment and rejection at the beginning, she actually had the joy of breaking a jar and breaking it in the end.

It seems that, in fact, when chess meets opponents, it is originally a pleasant thing.

Yu Jin kept staring at the person in his arms.

Seeing her as if recalling, her eyes flashed with light that made his heart sway, and he was suddenly encouraged.

Ah seems to be thinking about his bravery last night.

He could have done better, not because he was afraid that Ah Si's body couldn't take it anymore...

Thinking about it like this, it seems like a fire has ignited the body, and the whole person is hot.

Yu Jin pursed his lips, lowered his head and took a bite on Jiang Sixuebai's neck, boldly untying her belt.

Jiang Si held the restless big hand: "Don't be ridiculous, I still hurt..."

Yu Jin immediately resumed sitting upright, and even pushed Jiang Si outward.

Jiang Siqi smiled: "Why don't you throw me out of the carriage?"

Yu Jin was distressed and aggrieved, and sighed: "Liu Xiahui is hard to do."

Jiang Si leaned against the wall of the car and lowered his voice: "Ajin, I also think that the crown prince will be soon."

Yu Jin didn't notice the difference, and smiled: "We thought of going together."

If the emperor had only one son, it would not matter if the prince was in the heavens, but the emperor was so fertile. There were eight princes, and the youngest were all at the age of marriage.

Although he looked at those brothers as stupid and yin, he couldn't stop those people from staring at the crown prince.

There are wolves around, the emperor and Laozi are in great shape, and it is hard to say whether the crown prince can safely wait until he succeeds to the throne with his tail between his tails.

Of course, these have nothing to do with him and Axi. He is an idle prince anyway. He and Asi and Meimei in the palace behind closed doors are like gods. Let those mad dogs fight for the flesh and bones of the throne.

Yu Jin thinks about last night, only to feel that the days to come will be immersed in a honey pot, which makes a person refreshed and satisfied.

Jiang Si was convinced that Yu Jin was different from her.

She was a little regretful, but also a little happy.

It is a pity that what she and A Jin experienced together in the previous life will always be known only to her. Fortunately, they knew each other at the most suitable time. There is no Ji Chongyi between them, and there is no Saint Asang. There is no doubt that they will be simple and happy. many.

Happiness is more than regret, and for her, it is a blessing.

When she was a child, she didn't believe in the fate of beauty, but when she grew up, she believed it, and now she believes that fate must be won by herself.

Jiang Si put down his doubts, but Yu Jin suddenly asked: "Asi, you really knew that you could cure Princess Fuqing's eyes?"

"Don't believe me?" Jiang Si smiled and asked.

"No." Yu Jin held Jiang Shi's hand and intertwined her fingers, "You may not know that in some tribes in the southern border, the saying that you know it by birth is very popular."

Jiang's heart skipped a beat.

Yu Jin continued: "For example, the Wu Miao people, their saintess are called the chosen ones,

It is said that only girls who are naturally sensitive to supernatural arts can become candidates for saintess, and in the process of these candidate saintesses growing up, there will be a girl who has a talent far beyond others, as if she was born to understand the use of supernatural arts... This person will become the saint of the Wu Miao tribe, and when the previous saint dies, she will become a new elder, that is, the leader of the Wu Miao tribe and even the surrounding tribes…”

If you truly control the leaders of the Wu Miao and the dependent tribes, if they are against Da Zhou or several other countries, it will be no problem to disturb half of the sky.

Yu Jin picked up a plum from the small table fixed in the carriage and threw it into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it, then took a few sips from the teacup, thinking about the Southern Border.

It was where he had stayed for many years. It seemed like a small place, but it was mysterious and possessed terrifying power.

Seeing this, Jiang Xi put his hand on Yu Jin's body, and said with a half-smile, "A Jin, you know the Wumiao Saintess very well."

In her previous life, she pretended to be the Holy Maiden Wumiao for two years. Because she was afraid of revealing her flaws, she had little contact with the people of the clan. She spent most of the time learning different techniques. The people she knew were Asang's personal maid except Yu Qi.

Thinking about it now, that experience brought her all kinds of magical abilities, and there were not many other imprints left in her memory.

"I knew it by chance." Yu Jin was reluctant to say more about Nanjiang.

Jiang Si's lips moved slightly, and she wanted to ask about the portrait, but she couldn't ask.

Although husband and wife should treat each other frankly, how can such problems left over from past lives be counted?

At this time, not only should she not know the appearance of St. Asan, it is even more impossible for her to know the existence of that portrait.

Do you want her to tell Yu Qi that she was reborn?

Anything else is fine, only this is what Jiang seems to have never thought about.

The secret of rebirth is like her most intimate piece of clothing. Once it is removed, it is really naked.

Thinking about this, Jiang Si suddenly thought of another question: In this life, is the portrait in Yu Qi's study still there?

Together with this question, it was as if a single stone stirred up a thousand waves in the heart lake, and he could not wait to return to the King Yan's mansion immediately.

In the solitude that Yu Jin felt short and Jiang Xi felt long, the carriage finally stopped.

King Yan's Mansion has arrived.

The two got out of the car one after another and walked in side by side.

A gray-yellow shadow rushed over and stopped in front of Jiang Si, wagging his tail pitifully.

Yu Jin gritted his teeth with a dark face: "Er Niu, how dare you show up!"

Er Niu had a red silk wrapped around his mouth, and also tied a bow, and he was aggrieved and whimpered twice.

Jiang Si felt distressed when he saw it, and glared at Yu Jin: "Er Niu just wants to eat sauce elbow, how can you punish him like this?"

Yu Jin's face darkened.

Just want to eat the sauce elbow? This dog thing is clearly because he married Ah Shi forbid it to follow, deliberately making trouble.

He was almost taken aback!