Chapter 17: Chapter 017 Blazing Pure

　Yan Lin didn't expect that the group of people in Uncle Qingyuan's house could be so noisy, and because Uncle Qingyuan came to talk to him for a while, he couldn't get out, for the time being, so he didn't come out until this evening. Originally, I wanted to go to the Xiaolou, but when I got to the street, I found that it had been blocked by officers and soldiers. When I asked, it was said that there was an assassin in front of the Xiaolou who was assassinating the court officials, and I almost panicked.
　　He wanted to go in, but Xie Wei was inside, and he didn't dare to make trouble.
　　Fortunately, someone went to pass the news and brought Jiang Xuening back when they came back.

　　"Ning Ning!" Seeing her come out, Yan Lin was in a hurry and 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?"

　　Jiang Xuening had just passed through the sudden and thrilling scene. Although he walked all the way, his legs were a little weak, and he couldn't recover when he saw Yan Lin.
　　She didn't blink until she heard him call several times.
　　Only said: "It's okay, there is no danger."

　　Although the person looked at him without injury, his palm-sized face was so pale that there was no blood, and his expression was in a trance. At first glance, he was frightened.
　　Yan Lin's brows not only did not loosen, but they knitted even tighter.
　　He held her hand, only to feel that her fingers were cold, and his heart clenched for a while, but he 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 given it to her. What kind of face are those people in Bofu, you shouldn't ask you to wait for me on the floor, so you won't encounter assassins..."

　　Where is Jiang Xuening afraid of assassins?
　　What she was afraid of was the sage-like emperor Xie Wei, how good others thought!

　　And when she recalled the conversation between the two who had hidden Ji Feng earlier, she realized that Xie Wei actually knew about her relationship with Yan Lin.
　　When the next man came to tell the time, he only said that Yan Lin was coming in, but he didn't mention her a word. Xie Wei glanced at her directly and asked Jianshu to send her out.
　　It should be noted that she used to go out with Yan Lin as a woman disguised as a man, and the matter did not spread.
　　How did Xie Wei know?

　　At this time, Jiang Xuening thought of many possibilities, perhaps from Yongyi Hou's mansion, or from her father Jiang Boyu. But after all, for Xie Wei, this is a well-known thing.
　　Then Xie Wei in the previous life must have known it.
　　In this way, Xie Wei's attitude of keeping her at a distance in the last life can be fully explained: because she lost Yan Lin, indirectly killed Yongyi Houfu, and even reused Zhou Yinzhi later!

　　Jiang Xuening felt the fiery temperature of the young man's palm as if he could also feel the fiery warmth in his heart, and when he raised his eyes, he touched his sincere and distressed eyes, and for a while, there was a feeling that he didn't dare to look directly.
　　Because of her despicableness.
　　because of her hypocrisy.

　　Yan Lin was still worried about her: "You were frightened today. It's time to go home and sleep early to recuperate. Let's not go to the lantern festival. I'll take you with me when it opens again in the future."
　　As he spoke, he was about to pull her up to the carriage beside him.
　　Jiang Xuening's heart was full of sourness, and he pulled his hand back 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 so quietly.
　　After a long while, he laughed along: "But you said you were going!"

　　As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward, wrapped his arms around her waist, and carried her onto the horse!
　　Where can Jiang Xuening react?
　　His eyes widened for a while, but he couldn't control himself, and even exclaimed in a low voice, "Yan Lin!"

　　Yan Lin laughed loudly without explaining, and then helped the saddle horse to sit behind her, holding the reins in one hand and whipping the whip in the other, half wrapping her in his arms and hitting the horse directly away!
　　The horse spreads its hooves and runs.
　　The cold autumn wind slammed on the face and poured into the placket of the person's clothes. The few pedestrians on the street and the buildings on both sides ran quickly from both sides of the line of sight.

　　Jiang Xuening's back was tightly pressed against the boy's already broad chest. For a moment, there was only the sound of wind and his happy laughter behind him. He only felt that his heartbeat was even more violent than when he encountered the assassin and Xie Wei.
　　It was not easy for her to calm down.
　　I couldn't hold back for a while: "You are sick!"

　　Yan Lin laughed so much that his entire chest was shaking, and he was very happy: "I have it."
　　Jiang Xuening became angry.
　　Yan Lin knew she was afraid, but instead of letting the horse slow down, 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 would reply to him.
　　But when he was about to speak, he was stunned.
　　Yes.
　　At the moment when he was carried on the horse and galloped on the street, all the things that he had encountered in the lofty building earlier became a blank, and she forgot all about it.

　　Jiang Xuening reacted, not knowing whether to be moved or to continue to scold him.
　　But when he got off the horse, his legs were almost weak and he couldn't stop.
　　After being supported by him to stand firm, she saw him shrugging her shoulders and snickering again. She clenched her fists and hammered the brat in a fit of anger: "You can't stop laughing, right? Try again!"

　　She's a girl, and hitting someone doesn't hurt at all.
　　Yan Lin has been raised by her family in the military camp for most of her childhood, and she has practiced solid martial arts. How can she be afraid of her two strokes?
　　Just stand there and let her hammer.
　　Then I have to cover my chest, so I can't pretend to be in pain anymore: "Oh, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

　　Jiang Xuening glared at him and simply stopped beating him.
　　Everyone knows he doesn't hurt.
　　The chest of the boy who practiced martial arts is also hard, so it doesn't hurt to beat 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 pay attention to you."

　　Yan Lin didn't mind, instead, she chased after her with a smile on her face, and asked her after a while,
　　"Is there a candy man over there that you want to eat?
　　"
　　"Ningning, look at the one they wear on their heads, it's so pretty, I'll buy one for you.
　　"Flower lantern!
　　"Those who guess lantern riddles, come with me!"

　　Jiang Xuening was born with a playful temperament. After being reborn, this was the first time he went out in a real sense. In the beginning, I was a little unaccustomed to it, but being taken by Yan Lin, he asked for one sentence from left to right, and after a while, he regained the feeling of being a teenager.
　　Walk through the crowd without restraint.
　　This side of the world is not as cramped as Kunning Palace, it is vast and boundless, and she can let her fish rejoice in it.

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

　　She was a child who grew up in the countryside, but when she returned to the capital, she had to follow the rules of the house, not only worried that she would not be liked by the "new" parents but also worried that she would be ridiculed and laughed at as the older sister who grew up in the house. I can't go out all day, and the people I see are always seeing the same things, which is really depressing and boring.
　　It was Yan Lin who gave her the chance to break free.
　　Although he is young, he has traveled a lot with his parents and has seen and heard a lot beyond ordinary people. He not only led her to be presumptuous in this capital but also told her about the magnificent rivers and mountains, customs, and people outside that she had never known. It was her bright window into everything that intrigued her.
　　And he gave her the love she never got.
　　It's like the brightest color in the painting.

　　Such a good boy, how cold-hearted she was back then, how could she have the heart to hurt him with such cruel words?

　　Yan Lin took her to guess lantern riddles.
　　Although the colorful heads of lantern riddles are all worthless gadgets, the advantage is that they don’t need to spend money. It feels like they were picked up for nothing. Happier than buying it myself.

　　The streets are full of beautiful lanterns.
　　As the night darkened, everything lit up.
　　Walking in it is like wandering in a sea of ​​light.

　　There are also hawkers on the roadside selling some food.
　　Yan Lin actually saw someone set up a basket of chicken head rice, beckoning customers to buy it, so he remembered that Ning Ning loved this thing, so he pulled her to buy it.
　　Many people bought it, but in the end, there were few left.

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　　When the hawker saw his bright clothes, he hurriedly smiled and said, "The first-class purple chicken head rice that was just shipped from Suzhou in the past is delicious. Would you like to try it?"

　　Chicken head rice, also known as Gorgon, is generally planted in the south and is named for its appearance like a chicken head, but it is eaten from the "rice" inside, which is the core inside.
　　Similar to lotus seeds.
　　Yan Lin took a few to look at and only said: "The water conditions on the Cao River are not good for the past two days. How can you get fresh chicken head rice like yours from Suzhou? Even the 800-mile expedited lychee can't be like this. Hurry up. Is it planted in Shichahai?"

　　The hawker sneered: "Yes, you are really eye-catching. But this taste is not worse than Suzhou's, you can try it!"

　　Yan Lin broke it apart and picked up a round fruit inside, and handed it to Jiang Xuening's mouth.
　　Jiang Xuening opened his mouth subconsciously.
　　Yan Lin asked her, "Is it delicious?"
　　Jiang Xuening nodded.

　　Yan Lin then said, "Give me the rest of yours."
　　He handed over a piece of broken silver and went out without the other party looking for it.

　　Jiang Xuening played and ate all the way, and when she was finally tired, Yan Lin took her to the steps in front of Baiguo Temple to sit down and rest.
　　A lot of ginkgo trees are planted in front of the temple.
　　Now in the late autumn season, the leaves have all turned yellow, fallen from the trees, and covered the ground.
　　The evening classes of the monks in the monastery are over. The streets in the distance are lively and lively, but the evening bell is ringing nearby, which is quiet and quiet.

　　Yan Lin sat next to Jiang Xuening.
　　Over the past few days, he has also heard about some things in Jiang's house, but he just thinks that she seems to have changed a bit, and it doesn't seem to be the same as before.
　　He wanted to ask.

　　But when she turned her head, she saw her sitting on the steps with her feet side by side, nibbling on the last piece of chicken head rice with all her heart and mind. Others would dig out the fruit and eat it, but she sometimes used to lean on it. Take it down and eat it, like a chicken pecking at rice.
　　So laughed for a while.
　　Where is the difference? Still his Ning Ning.

　　Yan Lin was also a little tired, so he 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 made a move, silence.
　　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: "It's called Zhou Yinzhi, he was originally a servant of my family, and later worked with his father, who found a position for him in Jinyiwei. It seems that something Zhou Qianhu has happened in the DPRK these few days. He begged to come to my side, he wanted to find this shortage and get on your way."
　　This person Yan Lin had heard of.
　　He didn't ask any more questions and said, "Then you can ask him to vote for me with a famous post some other day."

　　As long as he can fulfill her demands, he will always satisfy them blindly.
　　Such an answer is almost the same as in the previous life.
　　Jiang Xuening then remembered her admonition to Zhou Yinzhi in this life: she wanted to avoid Yongyi Hou's repeating the mistakes of the previous life, and also wanted to save Yanlin. But now she is no one, and all she can use is Zhou Yinzhi. In the end, she has no confidence in how far this little bit of strength can save her.
　　At this moment, he slowly lowered his hand.
　　A bowl of tender glutinous rice was pinched by her fingertips, her eyelashes were pierced, and she suddenly asked, "Yan Lin, you are so good to me, what do you like about me?"

　　Although she is good-looking, she is not inferior to other ladies in Beijing;
　　as for her temperament, she is a little more tricky and coquettish than others; her
　　knowledge and cultivation are also extremely mediocre.
　　But Yanlin likes it.

　　Yan Lin felt that she had made a fool of herself, and said as a matter of course: "The first time I saw you, I knew that you were different from the girl in the capital. When you look at people with a pair of eyes, you really don't know how to hide it. If you want, go grab it, if you are unhappy, you will not give anyone a good face. When you are happy, you can coax people into sweethearts. When you are sad, you have to hide and cry. I thought this should be someone who is hurting. Man, if you can ask her to take me to heart every day, look at me brightly with those expectant eyes, and coax me into her heart, it will be a very happy thing."

　　Jiang Xuening felt sour in her eyes again: "But others don't like me. Wan Niang doesn't like me, my mother doesn't like it, the servants in the house don't like it, and neither do other people in the capital. So, you didn't think about it. , is it actually because you like the wrong person?"
　　Yan Lin, do you know that
　　I will not always be the little girl who is satisfied when you hold it in your palm.
　　I will grow up and I will be bad.

　　Yan Lin finally sensed the cry in her voice, and slowly sat up from the steps, staring at her red eyes, only to feel that her heart was blocked and a little stuffy.
　　He reached out and touched her head.
　　But he smiled: "nonsense. You think, your wanniang doesn't actually need to let the mansion know that you and your sister have exchanged. As long as she doesn't say it, your sister will always be the first-line lady of the Jiang mansion. If she goes Now, this secret will be buried in the loess for a long time. 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 the house. How can you say that she doesn't love you? "

　　Tears rolled down Jiang Xuening's eyes.
　　She thought of Wan Niang.
　　He also remembered the bracelet that Wan Niang had put into her hand before she left to give Jiang Xuehui.
　　I don't know why, although I tried my best to stop the tears, I cried more and more.

　　That chicken head rice was soaked in tears.
　　Yan Lin felt distressed, and took it from her fingertips, with a mouthful of bitter salt in her mouth.
　　He said, "My Ningning deserves the best love in the world."

　　Jiang Xuening buried his head still crying.
　　The girl's pink-white face was like a cold epiphyllum blooming under the moon under the dim lights around her. The tears fell down but the stars in the night were tinged with it. It was pitiful and heart-wrenching at the same time.
　　Yan Lin said softly again: "Don't cry."

　　At this moment, he felt that he was possessed, he couldn't control his thoughts, nor his hands and feet, so he leaned over and touched her cheek with his trembling fingers, and then put his lips together. posted it.
　　Little by little, lick and kiss away that tear.
　　Like a small beast with teeth but a docile temperament, there is an instinct to get close to her.

　　Jiang Xuening was stunned.

　　Yan Lin felt that when his lips covered her cheek, her whole body became hot, and her heart was beating wildly in her chest.
　　At this point, he hardly knew what he was doing.
　　But the lips had moved down and had fallen on her soft lips before she knew it.
　　her coolness.
　　His hot.
　　The different temperatures, at the moment of touching, woke Yan Lin up, until now, looking at the pair of eyes that were close at hand, he didn't know whether to be shocked or stunned, and his fingertips immediately seemed to be scalded by a soldering iron. Open, and then go back.

　　"I, I..."
　　What did he just do?
　　Yan Lin's face suddenly turned red, and he felt embarrassed for a while, so he turned his back and coughed: "I-I'm rude."

　　Jiang Xuening: "..."

　　On the steps in front of the temple, no sound could be heard for a while.
　　The boy could only hear his own pounding heartbeat.
　　He looked at the ginkgo tree whose leaves were almost lost. After a long time, he turned his back to the girl sitting in front of the steps and said, "Ning Ning, after the crown ceremony, marry me."

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