After all, it was New Year's Eve, everyone was full of wine and food, and they had to take each other to watch the fireworks outside the city.

Jiang Xuening was a little confused.

She vaguely remembered what Yan Lin and Shen Zhiyi had said to her, and she replied with a normal expression, but when she looked back, she didn't remember anything. It wasn't until being blown by the cold wind in the courtyard that he suddenly woke up.

The banquet broke up.

People go to watch the fireworks.

She excused being sleepy not to join them, and went up the corridor alone. But at this moment, when he took a closer look, he realized that this was not the way back to his own house, but the way to Xie Wei's courtyard.

The outer courtyard is full of colorful lanterns during the New Year's Eve, but this secluded place is quite cold.

Branches that had lost all their leaves slanted across the corridor.

The dim light fell on her feet, blurring her figure to the ground.

Jiang Xuening really didn't want to think about it, but during the dinner, Shen Zhiyi's words kept echoing in her ears, lingering, disturbing her mind.

In the palace at that moment...

Who knows her birthday, and who is capable of ordering the imperial dining room, and who can send a bowl of noodles to Yang Zhizhai without the little **** knowing?

Not the most likely one.

Then, the person who has this ability but should not have this possibility becomes the only possible person.

How ridiculous is that?

She stood still in the corridor, her fingers hanging by her side were trembling uncontrollably.

In the past and present, all kinds of reasons and experiences have passed through my mind.

For a moment, it was Xie Ju'an's smile in the late night palace confinement, and the phrase "the mother respects herself", and for a while, it was Chu Xia's wall reading hall where he grabbed her ruthlessly, and said "Jiang Xuening, don't go" in a restrained, almost pleading voice. …

Suddenly it was snowing again.

It was he who grabbed her neck hard in the dark cave, and then turned around. It was the golden steps in Kunning Palace's hair that fell to the ground, gradually being stained by the winding pool of blood...

That kind of pain, that kind of coldness, seemed to never leave her because of reliving the whole life.

Jiang Xuening raised her hand and pressed **** the side of her neck.

It was as if the throbbing blood was cut by a sharp dagger, if you don't hold it tight, there will be blood flowing out, it hurts, it hurts.

Even the scars from Yan Lin's previous life have not been forgotten, so how could she be willing to jump into another mountain of knives, another sea of ​​flames?

From the moment of rebirth, some things have been deeply imprinted.

She is doomed to be unable to completely get rid of the past.

Without those pasts, there would be no present Jiang Xuening.

Even if they met in the previous life, it can be regarded as her own fault and self-defense, but in the end he was the one who forced her to kill!

The flickering things in my mind are still changing.

Jiang Xuening almost arched her back from the pain, bent her body, staggered and turned around, trying to find her way back to her room.

He just walked two steps, but recalled that day.

Xie Wei asked her why Shen Zhiyi deserved her to go through all the fires and waters for her. When she replied "Your Highness treats me very well", Xie Wei's eyes that were silent and stared at her for a long time...

The footsteps couldn't help but stop.

The feeling of all kinds of torment captured her, and made her feel an inextricable pain. She endured it to the extreme, but it turned into a sudden burst of determination.

Some things are no longer what she wants in this life.

Although it is said that he has lived two lives, the total of the two lives is only twenty-seven years, which is more than one year less than Xie Juan in this life. What's more, how can her human wisdom compare with Xie Ju'an's celestial talent?

If you don't explain it clearly and clean it up, you will be the one who suffers after all.

Jiang Xuening stood in the silence for a long while, slowly clenched her fingers, and forcibly dispelled the trembling that came up, turned around again, and went to the other end of the corridor.

The shadows of the trees under the eaves are sparse.

The sword book that was always guarded outside Xie Wei's gate in the past did not know why tonight stood outside the courtyard with his sword in his arms, seeing her figure, he was startled: "Second Miss Ning?"

Jiang Xuening said, "I have something to talk to Mr. about."

Jianshu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to say something, but he glanced at her and didn't say anything.

This look is a bit indescribable.

But Jiang Xuening was preoccupied and didn't think deeply about it. Seeing that Jianshu didn't answer but didn't stop him, she went straight in from beside him, and stopped before the closed door.

There was no light in the room, it was pitch black, and there seemed to be a faint sound of water.

She took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

The sound of water inside stopped suddenly.

Jiang Xuening was at a loss for a moment, and said still: "Mr. Xie, the students have something to ask."

There was no sound in the room.

She almost thought that the movement she heard earlier was her own illusion, and Xie Wei might have already fallen asleep.

It was only a moment later that the sound of "wow" was heard, which was much more obvious than before.

The closed door was quickly opened.

Xie Wei came out of the icy water, didn't even wipe off the water stains on his body, just casually put on a pale green Taoist robe outside, most of his hair was soaked in water, even his face, neck, Adam's apple, All dripping with water.

He didn't wear shoes, and stepped on the ground with bare feet.

The front of the Taoist robe was spread out, and it didn't look as clean as it used to be. It went down the Adam's apple, even revealing a solid chest. Her thin lips were tightly pursed, her hands were on the edge of the door, and her eyes were looking at her, which made people feel a little thrilling.

Although the house was not lit and it was pitch black, there were lights hanging on the porch outside.

As soon as the light shone, Jiang Xuening could see him clearly.

Only then did it come to his mind: Xie Juan was actually taking a bath in the room just now!

She immediately knew that the timing was not good, so she hurriedly closed her eyes, not daring to look at other places at all, she just lowered her eyes to her feet, and said quickly: "Student, take the liberty, come back another day."

I want to go back after speaking.

But Xie Wei grabbed her arm and imprisoned her tightly, only said: "Are you so afraid of me?"

He had obviously been soaked in cold water, and there was no trace of heat on his body, but the palm of the hand holding her arm actually emitted an astonishing temperature, which made people tremble even through a layer of soft silk.

Jiang Xuening felt more and more wrong.

She managed to maintain her composure, and said: "I just wanted to ask you about some unresolved confusion, but I got dizzy after drinking two extra glasses of wine during the banquet, and came to disturb me late at night. I hope you will forgive me."

Xie Wei's eyes twitched slightly when he heard that her tone was still so unfamiliar, and when he heard the word "wine" in her words. The unhappiness accumulated since he left the banquet in the middle of the banquet until now has finally accumulated to a peak, surging out majesticly, causing him to use force in his hands, and directly dragged him into his arms, and kissed him deeply.

Jiang Xuening trembled from the cold of her lips soaked in water.

His wet embrace was also covered with moisture from her body, but the chest that was pressed against her was actually tense and hot.

Lip and tongue intrusion.

Hidden anger.

There was no room for her to breathe, the wind and rain were overwhelming, revealing an unprecedented danger. It was even worse than when I was trapped in a cave due to heavy snow that day!

In addition to the deep anger, there is also a heart-shattering deep desire hidden.

He touched her white teeth with the tip of his tongue, and bit her lip again, causing her to snort in pain, so he stepped in, forcing her to raise her head to bear this deep kiss that almost suffocated her.

After parting his lips, he only had the strength to breathe.

Seeing his posture of not listening to a word, Jiang Xuening knew something was wrong, and wanted to push him away, but he held him even tighter.

A sneer appeared on Xie Wei's lips: "Now that I know I'm afraid, I want to run. How dare you serve me a drink without looking at it first?"

In panic, Jiang Xuening was completely confused: "What wine?"

Xie Wei became more and more worried when he heard it, and he didn't bother to explain to her, so he couldn't help but pull her into the door who was struggling to escape.

Jiang Xuening was so angry that she raised her hand and slapped him on the face. There was a "slap" in the dark night, and she reprimanded in a cold voice: "It's midnight, sir, please respect yourself!"

Xie Wei was slightly turned away by her slap in the face.

She turned around and was about to rush out the door.

However, Xie Wei's eyes were cold, he was one step ahead of her, grabbed her with both hands, and closed the door with his backhand, his body covered with water was like a wall, and stuck her between him and the door. In the narrow gap, he looked down at her condescendingly: "Self-respect?"

The room suddenly became darker.

Only the light from the porch came in dimly through the window paper.

His outline also appears vague.

Jiang Xuening opened her mouth to speak.

Xie Ju'an's hand had already climbed up her slender waist, buried his head and pressed his lips to hers, the movement of his palm was icy cold, but his voice seemed to be whispering: "Jiang Xuening, saints also have tempers."

Although he forbids the banquet, the disturbance of the seven emotions and six desires is common to all.

It's just that he endured it patiently and didn't want to let evil thoughts and desires invade his body.

But she brought a glass of wine tonight, which disturbed his heart. Submerged in a bucket of cold water, she has not yet been suppressed and relieved, and she is still angry, and she still comes to him and provokes him, without saying a few words, she is so angry that her heart hurts.

At this moment, how could he spare her?

Xie Wei wanted to punish her, but the closer he got to her, the soft jade was soft and fragrant, but it was like pouring oil on the fire, which actually made him a little out of control.

Jiang Xuening's body is really fragile.

Only being touched twice by him, most of his strength was gone, his heart was flustered and wronged, and a bit of dark fear arose, a few low sobs escaped from the cracks of his lips, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes .

The warm tears fell on his fingers pinching her chin.

Xie Wei suppressed her movements and stopped.

At this moment, I really couldn't tell whether it was more pity or more anger. The Bodhisattva almost wanted to let her go when he had a fit of heart attack.

So he gritted his teeth, pinched her waist, turned her around, faced outwards, pressed her against the door, and pressed her tightly, but the kiss fell on her cool ear.

Jiang Xuening was so soft that her legs trembled.

If he hadn't been pushed against the door like this, he might not even be able to stand firmly, let alone move.

Xie Ju'an's voice was extremely hoarse, and he asked her harshly, "Tell me, what do you want to ask me?"

Jiang Xuening weakly picked the pane of the water chestnut with her fingers, feeling something burnt on her waist, she didn't dare to act rashly at all, but recalled her purpose of coming this time in her mind, and finally said: "I would like to invite you, sir, to make a bowl of noodles..."

The lips that fell on the pinna of her ear stopped for a while.

However, the next moment, it turned into a gnaw stained with blood, and landed on her white jade-like earlobe, which was more severe than before, leaving a clear tooth mark, and went to her slender neck: "There are also foolish ghosts." When you are smart, unfortunately, those who should be **** off by you are already **** off."

Jiang Xuening couldn't see his expression, but could only hear his voice, and felt a hand rustle behind her. At first she was confused and didn't notice it, but when the breathing on her skin gradually became heavy and chaotic, she suddenly understood something.

There was a "hum" in my mind, and it suddenly became blank.

In her confusion, she hardly knew how time passed.

It wasn't until a certain moment that he pressed heavily on her, with his forehead resting on the back of her neck, biting the spine in the collar that she pulled back with a bit of force, and finally released what seemed to be panting, she didn't Waking up suddenly, tremblingly called out: "Xie Ju'an!"

However, Xie Wei has never done this kind of thing to others, and he also knows that such behavior is not upright, so he realized the embarrassment after a moment of sobriety, so he opened the door before she got angry, grabbed the back of her neck, and pushed her away Go out, voice hoarse: "Remember to change clothes tomorrow."

Then the door closed.

Jiang Xuening, who was pushed out of the door, couldn't believe what Xie Wei had done to him, and couldn't even believe that this was the "sage" that the man called him. For a moment, he stood on the porch with disheveled clothes and limp legs, stretching his hands behind him Touching the hem of the skirt made her cheeks burn red suddenly.

All kinds of unconcealable shame surged up, already out of anger.

The person was outside the door, and she had long forgotten why she came here in the first place. She couldn't bear it and kicked towards the door, cursing: "How dare you! Despicable, shameless, and obscene!"

There was no movement behind the door.

Xie Wei bent his leg and sat with his back against the crack of the door, allowing Jiang Xuening to curse twice. After a while, she could hear her stomping her feet, as if she was jealous that it was late at night, and she was afraid of being seen, and repeated the word "dirty" through gritted teeth.

He bowed his head and recalled what he had just done recklessly.

I endured it a few times, but I still couldn't hold it back. There was a shock in my chest, and I laughed out loud.