MTL - Kunning-Chapter 17 fiery pure

Yan Lin didn't expect that the group of people in Uncle Qingyuan's mansion could be so noisy, and because Uncle Qingyuan came to talk to him for a while, he couldn't get away for a while, so he didn't come out until late at night. Originally going to the Layer Tower, but when they arrived at the intersection of Dejie, they found that the place had been blocked by officers and soldiers. When they asked, they said that there were assassins from the Layer Tower in front of them, and they were assassinating the officials ordered by the court, so they almost panicked.

He wanted to go in, but there was Xie Wei inside, and he didn't dare to make a mistake.

Fortunately, someone went to pass it on and brought Jiang Xuening back when they came back.

"Ning Ning!" Seeing her coming out, Yan Lin was in a hurry, he didn't care if anyone was watching, so he took her hand and looked at her up and down, "You didn't get hurt, didn't you fall somewhere?"

Jiang Xuening had just gone through that sudden and thrilling scene, although she walked all the way, her legs were a little weak, and she couldn't quite recover after seeing Yan Lin.

She didn't blink until she heard him call several times.

Just said: "It's okay, there is no danger."

Although the person didn't get hurt anywhere, his palm-sized face was so pale that no blood was visible, and his expression was in a daze. It looked like he was frightened.

Yan Lin's brows not only did not loosen, but frowned even tighter.

He squeezed her hand, only feeling her fingers were cold, and his heart felt a little pinched for a moment, but he still lowered his voice to coax her: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here now. It's all my fault, I shouldn't have What's the face of those people in Bo's house, they shouldn't tell you to wait for me in the upper floor, so you won't meet assassins..."

Where is Jiang Xuening afraid of assassins?

What she was afraid of was that emperor teacher Xie Wei who was like a saint, no matter what other people thought of him!

And she recalled the secret conversation between the two just now, only to realize that Xie Wei actually knew about her relationship with Yan Lin.

When the subordinate came to announce the time, he only said that Yan Lin was coming in, but he didn't mention her a word. Xie Wei looked at her directly, and asked Jianshu to send her out.

It must be known that when she went out with Yan Lin in the past, she was disguised as a man, and the matter did not spread.

How did Xie Wei know this?

At this time, Jiang Xuening thought of many possibilities, maybe it was from Yongyi Hou's mansion, maybe it was from her father Jiang Boyou. But to Xie Wei, this is something he knows well.

Then Xie Wei in the previous life must also know about it.

In this way, Xie Wei's attitude of respecting her and staying away from her in the previous life no matter what, can be completely explained: because she betrayed Yan Lin, indirectly harmed the Palace of Yongyi Hou, and even later reused Zhou Yinzhi!

Jiang Xuening felt the blazing temperature of the young man's palm, as if he could also feel the blazing heat in his heart. When she raised her head, she met his sincere and distressed eyes, and for a moment she felt afraid to look directly.

Because of her meanness.

Because of her hypocrisy.

Yan Lin was still worried about her: "You were frightened today, you should go home and sleep early to refresh yourself. Let's not go to the lantern festival. When it reopens in the future, I will bring you with me."

As he spoke, he wanted to pull her into the carriage beside him.

Jiang Xuening's heart was filled with soreness, she pulled his hand instead and said, "No, I want to go."

She resisted the urge to cry, bent her lips, and smiled at him, trying to reassure him and tell him that she was fine.

Yan Lin just looked at her quietly.

After a long while, he then laughed: "But you said you were going!"

As soon as the words fell, he took a step forward, and actually put his arms around her waist, and carried her onto the horse!

How could Jiang Xuening react?

His eyes widened for a moment, and he couldn't control himself. Dang even exclaimed in a low voice: "Yan Lin!"

Yan Lin laughed loudly without explaining, and then helped the saddle on the horse and sat behind her, pulling the rein with one hand and whipping the whip with the other, half-wrapped her in his arms, and beat the horse away!

The horse spread its hooves and ran.

The slightly cold autumn wind hit the face and poured into the skirts of people's clothes. The few pedestrians on the street and the rows of buildings on both sides rushed past on both sides of the line of sight.

Jiang Xuening's back was pressed tightly against the boy's already broad chest, only the sound of the wind and his hearty laughter behind his ears could be heard for a moment, and he felt his heart beating more violently than when he met the assassin and Xie Wei just now.

It was not easy for her to slow down.

I couldn't hold back for a while: "You are sick!"

Yan Lin laughed so that his whole chest was shaking, and he was very happy: "I have it."

Jiang Xuening was angry.

Yan Lin knew that she was afraid, but instead of slowing down the horse, he urged the horse to run faster, and asked her, "Aren't you afraid now?"

Jiang Xuening said in her heart that she was almost scared to death, so she wanted to retaliate against him.

But when the words were about to come out, he was stunned.

Yes.

At the moment when he was carried on the horse and galloped across the street, all the things she had encountered in the skyscrapers earlier became blank, and she left them behind and forgot all about them.

Jiang Xuening came to his senses, and didn't know whether to be moved or continue to scold him.

But when he got off the horse, his legs almost went limp and he couldn't stop.

After being supported by him to stand firm, and seeing him shrugging his shoulders and snickering again, she clenched her fists and hammered the boy in a fit of anger: "You can't stop laughing, right? Try again!"

She is a girl, and it doesn't hurt at all to beat someone.

Yan Lin has been raised by his family in the military barracks for most of his time since he was a child. He has practiced martial arts solidly, so why should he be afraid of her two strikes?

Just stand there and let her hammer.

Then he had to cover his chest, so that he could no longer pretend to be in pain: "Oh, it hurts, it hurts so much!"

Jiang Xuening glared at him, and decided not to beat him up.

Everyone knows he doesn't hurt.

The chest of a young man practicing martial arts is also hard, so it's fine if he doesn't feel pain when beating him, the key is that his hands hurt.

He simply turned around and walked into the lively lantern festival, saying: "I'm too lazy to talk to you."

Yan Lin didn't mind, instead she chased after her with a smile all over her face, and asked her after a while:

"There are sugar people over there, do you want to eat them?

"Look, those who put up lanterns, let's put one up too.

"Ningning, look at the one they wear on their heads, it's so pretty, I'll buy one for you.

"Lantern, lantern!

"There are lantern riddles guessers, come with me!"

Jiang Xuening was born with a playful nature, and after being reborn, this was the first time she really went out. At the beginning, I was still a little uncomfortable, but being led by Yan Lin, who asked questions from left to right, after a while, I regained the feeling of my youth.

Walk through the crowd without restraint.

This side of the world is not as cramped as Kunning Palace, it is vast and boundless, allowing her, a fish, to jubilate in it.

So she remembered why she always liked being with Yan Lin when she was young—

She is a child who grew up in the countryside, but after returning to the capital, she has to follow the rules of the mansion. She is worried that she will not be liked by her "new" parents, and she is also worried that she will not be as good as the elder sister who grew up in the mansion. I can't go out all day long, and the people I see and the things I see are always the same, which is really depressing and boring.

It was Yan Lin who gave her the chance to break free from everything.

Although he was young, he traveled to many places with his parents, and had a lot of knowledge beyond ordinary people. He not only took her to be unrestrained in this capital city, but also told her about the magnificent rivers and mountains, customs and customs outside that she had never known. It is a bright window for her to see everything that makes her curious.

And he gave her the love she never got.

It's like the brightest touch of color on that painting.

Such a good boy, what kind of cold heart did she have back then, she had the heart to hurt him with such cruel words?

Yan Lin took her to guess lantern riddles.

Although the lottery prizes for guessing lantern riddles are all worthless gadgets, the advantage is that they don’t cost money, and they feel like they were picked up for nothing. I'm happier than buying it myself.

There are beautiful lanterns all over the street.

As the night darkened, everything lit up.

Walking inside is like wandering in a sea of ​​light.

There are also vendors on the side of the road selling some food.

Yan Lin actually saw someone laying out a basket of chicken head rice, inviting the customers to buy it, so he thought of Ning Ning's love for it, so he dragged her to buy it.

Many people bought it, but there were not many left in the end.

Seeing that he was well-dressed, the peddler hurriedly smiled and said, "I just shipped it from Suzhou a while ago. The top-quality purple-flowered chicken head rice is delicious. Would you like to try it?"

Chicken head rice, also known as Gorgon fruit, is generally planted in the south. It is named for its appearance resembling a chicken head, but what is eaten is the "rice" inside after breaking open, that is, the kernel inside.

It is somewhat similar to lotus seeds.

Yan Lin took a few to look at, and said: "The water condition on the Caohe River is not good these two days, how can you bring such fresh chicken head rice from Suzhou? Even the urgent lychees from eight hundred miles away can't do this." Hurry up. Planted in Shichahai, right?"

The peddler immediately laughed: "Yes, you are really sharp-eyed. But the taste is not worse than that of Suzhou, you have to try it!"

Yan Lin opened it and picked a round fruit inside, and handed it to Jiang Xuening's mouth.

Jiang Xuening subconsciously opened her mouth.

Yan Lin asked her, "Is it delicious?"

Jiang Xuening nodded.

Yan Lin said, "Give me the rest of you."

He handed out a piece of broken silver, and he didn't need the other party to look for it. He packed the few pieces of chicken head rice and left.

Jiang Xuening played and ate all the way, and when she finally got tired of playing, Yan Lin took her to sit down on the steps in front of Baiguo Temple to rest her feet.

Large tracts of ginkgo are planted in front of the temple.

By now in late autumn, the leaves had all turned yellow, fell from the trees, and spread all over the ground.

The evening classes of the monks in the temple were all over, and the streets in the distance were bustling with activity, but the evening bell was ringing nearby, peacefully and silently.

Yan Lin was sitting next to Jiang Xuening.

In the past few days, he has also heard about some things in Jiang's mansion, and he just feels that she seems to have changed a little bit, not quite the same as before.

He wanted to ask.

But when I turned around, I saw her sitting on the steps with her feet curled up, concentrating on eating the last piece of chicken head rice. Others would pick out the fruit inside and eat it, but she was used to leaning on it sometimes Take it down and eat it, like a chicken pecking at rice.

So I laughed for a while.

What's the difference? Still his Ning Ning.

Yan Lin was also a little tired, so she lay down beside her along the steps, looked at the starry night sky, smiled and said to her: "Ning Ning, I will be crowned soon."

Jiang Xuening paused and fell silent.

She didn't want to talk about what he really wanted to talk about, so she said, "I have someone I want to recommend to you."

Yan Lin was curious: "Who is it?"

Jiang Xuening said: "My name is Zhou Yinzhi. He was originally a servant of my family. Later, he worked with his father. His father found him a position in Jinyiwei. It seems that something happened to Zhou Qianhu in the court these few days. He begged to come to my side." Come, want to find this vacancy, and take your way."

Yan Lin had heard of this person.

He didn't ask a few more questions, and said: "Then you ask him to take a name card and vote for me some other day."

For her request, as long as he can do it, he has always been blindly satisfied.

Such an answer is almost the same as in the previous life.

Jiang Xuening then thought of Zhou Yinzhi: she wanted to prevent the Yongyi Hou's Mansion from repeating the same mistakes of her previous life, and also wanted to save Yan Lin. But now she is nobody, and she is the only one who can be used. In the end what she is doing now, how far she can be saved, even she herself has no confidence.

At this moment, he slowly lowered his hand.

A fresh and tender gorgon was pinched by her fingertips, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she suddenly asked: "Yan Lin, you are so kind to me, why do you like me?"

Although she is good-looking, other ladies in Beijing are not bad;

As for temperament, she is more tricky and indulgent than others;

Her education is also extremely mediocre, in the words of her own mother, it is "unworthy of the stage".

But Yanlin just likes it.

Yan Lin felt that she was being stupid, so he took it for granted: "The first time I saw you, I knew you were different from that girl in the capital. When you look at people with a pair of eyes, you are real, and you don't know how to hide it at all. Think If you want to grab it, if you are not happy, you will not give anyone a good face, if you are happy, you can coax people into sweetness, and if you are sad, you want to hide and cry. I thought, this should be a person who is hurt by others. People, if you can ask her to put me in her heart every day, look at me brightly with that kind of expectant eyes, and put me in her heart to coax her, it should be a very happy thing."

Jiang Xuening felt sore eyes again: "But no one else likes me. Wanniang doesn't like me, mother doesn't like me, servants in the mansion don't like me, and everyone else in the capital doesn't like me either. So, you haven't thought about it , In fact, do you like the wrong person?"

Yan Lin, do you know—

I won't always be that little girl who's content to be held in your hands.

I'm going to grow up and I'm going to be bad.

Yan Lin finally noticed the cry in her voice, and slowly sat up from the steps, staring at her red eyes, feeling her heart was blocked and a little bored.

He reached out and touched her head.

But she smiled: "Nonsense. Think about it, your Wanniang actually didn't need to let the mansion know that you and your sister had switched. As long as she doesn't tell, your sister will always be the first lady of Jiang's mansion. If she goes This secret will be buried in the loess forever. But before she died, she had her own flesh and blood, but she was willing to take the risk of making her suffer and send you back to your house. How can you say that she doesn't love you? "

Tears rolled down Jiang Xuening's eyes.

She thought of Wanniang.

He also remembered the bracelet that Wanniang stuffed into her hand to give to Jiang Xuehui before she left.

For some reason, although I tried my best to stop the tears, I cried more and more.

That chicken head rice soaked in tears.

Yan Lin felt distressed when she saw it, took it from her fingertips, and swallowed it, her mouth was full of bitter and salty.

He said: "My Ningning deserves the best love in the world."

Jiang Xuening buried her head and still cried.

Under the dim light around her, the girl's pink and white face was like a cold epiphyllum blooming under the moonlight, and the tears dripped down but glistened with the starlight at night.

Yan Lin said softly again: "Don't cry."

At this moment, he felt that he was possessed by a demon. He could neither control his thoughts nor his hands and feet, so he leaned over unexpectedly, touched her cheek with his slightly trembling fingers, and then pressed his lips together. posted it.

Bit by bit, licking and kissing away that tear stain.

Like a small animal that has grown teeth but is still docile, it has an instinct to get close to her.

Jiang Xuening was stunned.

But Yan Lin felt that when his lips touched her cheeks, her whole body became hot, and even her heart was beating wildly in her chest.

At this moment he hardly knew what he was doing.

But the lips had already moved down, unknowingly landed on her two soft lips.

Her coolness.

His is piping hot.

The different temperature, at the moment of touching, woke up Yan Lin. Until then, looking at the pair of eyes that were not sure whether it was shock or astonishment, his fingertips immediately let go as if they had been scalded by a soldering iron. Open, backed up all at once.

"me…"

What did he do just now!

Yan Lin's young face suddenly turned red, feeling ashamed for a moment, he quickly turned his back and coughed: "I, I'm being rude."

Jiang Xuening: "..."

On the steps in front of the temple, there was no sound for a while.

The boy could only hear his own violent heartbeat.

He looked at the ginkgo tree whose leaves had almost fallen off, and after a long time, he turned his back to the girl sitting in front of the steps and said, "Ning Ning, after the crowning ceremony, marry me."