Jinsu Liuguang Lightly Worrying about the Years

Hong Zhuang suddenly knelt down. "The Seventeenth Prince also has good intentions." Not only because he is afraid that you will let Xie Yin and Xie Hongling leave if you can't bear it for a while, the lord has no choice but to make such a bad plan.

"Hehe!" Jinsu laughed bitterly, "Good intentions? Today's account will be settled with you in the future." After speaking, Jinsu ran out.

"My lord." Hong Zhuang got up and was about to chase, but Xiao He stopped her with her hand. "Let him go."

"But it's raining outside now, how can the prince's body bear it?" Hong Zhuang anxiously wanted to push Xiao He away, but the latter didn't move at all. "Housekeeper Xiao, what's wrong with the lord? No one of us can take care of you when you ask me." Xiaohe should know this truth better than himself, why should he stop himself?

"Is it useful for you to go now?" Xiao He looked at her calmly, "The prince is in a sad place right now, no one can persuade him, and the cold heavy rain can just calm the anger in his heart."

"But the prince's body..."

"Since my lord can make such an arrangement, he must have thought of what will happen early on. Since he has no other indications, we can only wait and see what happens. Besides, King Anding also needs to be quiet now." Xiaohe put down his hands and put them behind his back. Look at the drifting heavy rain, this rain, I don't know if it's right or wrong?No one expected that it would become like this, Jin Ye secretly ambushed the disciples of the Xiaoxiang Tower, who didn't realize it, what a mistake.

The red makeup straightened his complexion. "The weight of the prince in the hearts of the adults should be clearer than the subordinates. Even if the adults are here, they will not let him go out and ruin his body. What's more, when the adults leave Beijing, they will give the prince's TOEFL to his subordinates. The prince has done his best, even if the prince wants to kill his subordinate today, the subordinate must take him back."

Before Xiao He could stop him, the bright yellow figure had disappeared under the rain curtain.Only one voice was left echoing in the air, "My lord has no doubts about my subordinates. After today's incident, my subordinates will have no face to wait by your lord's side. Please tell Steward Xiao and your lord the details."

"Why bother?" Xiao He murmured softly.Jinsu's reaction was both expected and unexpected. Xie Hongling had once been kind to him.It was one of his few friends who disappeared like this now, if his heart didn't hurt, he wouldn't be Jinsu.However, this will not be the saddest part for him. The most uncomfortable thing is that everyone in his house hides it from him.

Jinsu ran all the way, did Xie Hongling die?That person who was always dressed in red, who always liked to fight against himself and raised poles, and who always liked to quietly watch somewhere in a daze, died?Ah!How can it be?

He is the Holy Hand Bodhi, who can save the lives of people in the world, how could he die?He often deals with Hades, doesn't he?He is so vile, how could Hades keep him as a guest?

The rain was still falling, and Jinsu's clothes were already soaked, and they were tightly attached to his thin body. His black hair flowed down against his cheeks, and all the splashed mist fell on his skirt, leaving behind a A bright mark.

The wind blew, and the trees on both sides swayed in the wind, just like Jinsu's mood at this time, as if he didn't belong to him and couldn't control it.

Suddenly, he stopped, and the branch broken by the wind hit him right in the back.

A fishy and sweet smell welled up in his chest, and Jinsu's legs were weak and he knelt down on one knee. The blood at the corner of his mouth fell to the ground along with the rainwater. More and more, the blood was slowly diluted, and finally disappeared, leaving only a little blood at the corner of Jinsu's mouth.

He raised his head and looked at the two people who were lying quietly not far away, but the distance of only ten steps felt so far away. Why is the rain today so cold, even to the point of freezing the heart and lungs?

He stood up unsteadily, every step seemed to be weighed down by a jack, every step was so strenuous, every step was so desperate.

Finally, I can see clearly that the two people hugging each other tightly, with quiet faces, maintaining a kissing posture, are lying between the sky and the earth, so harmonious and quiet, so quiet that people can't bear to disturb them.

It's just that Jinsu is used to talking to him, so he just wanted to step forward, and he said: "Xie Hongling, even if you like him, pay attention to his image! Don't say you know me when you go out, Tangtang King Anding of Yasukuni cannot afford to lose face."

Suddenly, the man in red smiled evilly and said to himself: "It's your good fortune to meet me, Xie Hongling, and you won't be able to ask for it in eight lifetimes."

He squatted down and sat beside him, turning his head to look at the man in the light blue robe who was hugging him tightly. There was a scar on his handsome face from the corner of his right eye to his chin. "He is the person you are waiting for, right? You are right, he is really good-looking, although this sentence is just to flatter you."

Jinsu: Who are you waiting for?

Xie Hongling: He is the most beautiful person in the world.

"Xie Hongling, are you tired from lying down? Get up and sit down, you won't turn into a pig if you sleep too much."

"You are the one who got what you wish to see, and you never said a word to me no matter how grateful you are?"

In the distance, Hongzhuang looked at the 16-year-old boy sitting next to the two tightly hugging corpses, talking to himself, couldn't help but cover his mouth so that the sound of crying would not disturb them, the steaming cheeks Yes, it is the rain mixed with the rain, even if it is swallowed by the cold rain, it is still so hot.

"Ahem!" Jin Su suddenly covered his mouth and coughed twice, opened his hand, and the pool of blood in his palm was instantly washed away by the rain, and he grinned. "Don't you boast that you have great medical skills? Why can't you even cure my little cough? I want to tell the world that your sage Bodhijie Hongling is a vain name."

Hong Zhuang couldn't stand it any longer, and walked towards Jin Su step by step.

Jinsu heard the footsteps, but did not raise his head. At this moment, no matter who came, the person beside him would never stand up again, and would never laugh at himself again. "You said that you want me to disregard all relatives in the world, but does that mean I can ignore it, including your friend?"

"You said that since ancient times, the kings are so ruthless, I want you to see how I can be a king of friendship, but now you are admitting defeat? So you are running away?"

"My lord!" Hong Zhuang knelt down and reached out to caress Jinsu's shoulder. She was so thin and weak, as if a gust of wind could blow her down. "It's raining and windy, let's go back quickly, if we catch the wind and cold from the rain, we will be sick for a long time."

Jinsu turned to look at her with dull eyes: "Are you also here to pick him up?"

Hong Zhuang shook her head, her tears merged with the rain, my lord's method is so cruel.

In the pavilion not far behind him, Jin Ye had a bloodthirsty smile on his face. "Kill Jinsu."