Chapter 134: Jade is not cut, not a device

Chapter 134: Jade is not cut, not a device

Too much deception!

It's definitely revenge!

During the day, Jiang Xuening finally saw Zhang Zhe was unharmed, her tense heartstrings were loosened, and she passed out suddenly. She fell asleep until evening, and only woke up feeling sleepy. I'm tired, but I was so nervous the other day that I didn't notice it. So he just lay on the bed and ate something to fill his stomach, and then went to ask Xiaobao how Zhang Zhe was.

Xiaobao said that Mr. Zhang was also recuperating in the audience.

She wanted to look for it.

Unexpectedly, before she turned over and got out of bed, people from Xie Wei's side came.

Jian Shu bowed and stood outside her room door, and did not go in. Hearing a loud cry from inside, he closed his eyes lightly, and still calmly repeated: "Sir, please come and learn the piano."

Jiang Xuening said angrily, "I don't have a piano!"

Jianshu said: "Master said, he has it there."

Jiang Xuening almost choked to death: "I am a patient!"

Jianshu said: "Xiaobao said that the doctor came to see you, you are just tired and there is no serious problem."

Jiang Xuening: "..."

Sure enough, that half-baby kid with a small belly must be resentful in his heart that he didn't go to the inn but went to the government office to rescue the soldiers, and even gave Xie Wei a small report!

When it comes to this point, I can't push it away.

She gritted her teeth and got up, changed her clothes, tidied up a little before walking out of the room.

Jianshu brought an umbrella and wanted to prop it up for her.

But for no reason, she didn't dare to work hard for Xie Wei's subordinates, so she took the umbrella and put it on top of her head, and followed the sword book all the way to Xie Wei's courtyard at the other end of the courtyard.

This should be the courtyard where the master of the Shangqing Temple lives. It is a small one, standing alone in the corner of the back mountain of the Shangqing Temple, looking quiet and secluded.

There was a lot of fine snow, but there was no lamp around.

When Jiang Xuening walked into the courtyard, she couldn't help being stunned for a moment. When she looked up, she could only see a warm yellow light shining through the window paper in the house, reflecting the fine snow falling outside, which was quite interesting.

Maybe it's because the Taoist temple has been in disrepair for a long time. Although Xie Wei has brought people here, the preparations are not very complete. It's not surprising that the lamps are not lit, right?

Jianshu stepped forward and knocked on the door lightly, saying: "The second girl is here."

A flat voice came from inside: "Come in."

Jiang Xuening was still full of anger all the way here. When she heard this voice, it was like a basin of ice water was pouring down her face. No matter how arrogant she was, no matter how angry she was, they were all extinguished suddenly. Stomach starts to feel weak.

Jianshu pushed open the door, and Jiang Xuening walked in.

There was only one lamp in the room.

Xie Wei sat cross-legged on the side of the arhat bed by the window, the light from the candles could only illuminate half of his face, his fingers were gently pressing on his temples, his face was slightly tired, and he raised his eyes to look at her.

She changed into that light purple dress, although the style was not very novel, it was exquisite in workmanship, it was not comparable to the overturned and gorgeous palace dress, but it was a bit quiet and elegant like a small bridge and flowing water.

After entering, he saluted carefully: "I have seen you sir."

The slender neck, rosy lips, and fair cheeks, but there were a few small scratches on them, although they were applied with ointment, they had not completely healed. I'm really not afraid that I won't be able to get married.

Xie Wei waved his hand lightly.

Jianshu was startled, and retreated.

The two doors creaked behind Jiang Xuening, and they were gently closed. She trembled inexplicably and became nervous.

Xie Wei said quickly: "When you see me, you will tremble like a mouse when you see a cat. Where did you have the courage to go to the government office to rescue soldiers and help Zhang Zhe regardless of your own safety?"

Jiang Xuening whispered: "Human life is at stake..."

Xie Wei raised his hand to her: "Come here, I can't see you clearly."

This room is only so big, Jiang Xuening still thinks that she is standing too close, wishing that the room is bigger so she can stand farther away, how could Xie Wei say such a thing?

What can't you see clearly?

But her heart was pounding, and she didn't dare to refute, so she took a step forward in a polite manner.

Xie Wei frowned slightly, and said with a smile: "If you can't walk on these two legs, then you might as well saw them off for you sometime."

The hairs on Jiang Xuening's back stood on end!

She looked at the expression on Xie Wei's face when he said this with a smile, and felt that his words were 120% serious, and there was also a little bit of suppressed anger, how dare he hesitate?

This time I finally came close.

But it was still two or three steps away.

Xie Wei spread out his palm to her: "Come."

There were still scars on the fingertips from the day when the bowstring was held tightly. Looking at the bright red streak, it looked like a dirty red blemish left on a beautiful jade. Said "It's a pity".

Jiang Xuening was really confused.

On the one hand, she felt that Xie Wei was extremely weird tonight, and she should stay away from him, on the other hand, she felt scared and did not dare to be too disobedient, and the two thoughts of one advance and one retreat were fighting each other in her heart, which made her hesitate to move forward. He raised his hand, not knowing whether to reach out to Xie Wei or not.

Xie Wei finally got a little impatient, all the expressions on his face faded, and he pulled her hand away, and pulled it towards him.

Jiang Xuening was unprepared and did not stand firm.

Xie Wei sat cross-legged on Arhat's bed, the position was not high, she stumbled and fell down on the footrest placed in front of Arhat's bed, looked up at him, feeling terrified in her heart.

His palm was cold, and he lifted it to rest on her Fen Dai's restless cheek, and he bent slightly to look at her.

Xie Wei's face is really impeccable.

Long eyebrows, phoenix eyes, thin lips and straight nose, even the shadows cast by eyelashes under the eyelids seem to have been carefully drawn by heaven and man, like gods, making people not half-sulphurous.

But probably because they got close, when Jiang Xuening caught his eyes, there seemed to be a shadow in his pupils. He looked at her very seriously, his eyes as sharp as the tip of a knife. But after a while, he backed off a little, and the light that shone on his face earlier dimmed a little, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

The slightly cool fingertips made her shudder.

Jiang Xuening's voice was trembling: "First, sir..."

The skin pressed by the fingertips is really delicate, as if it will leave a mark if it is pressed, it can be broken with a blow.

Looking up at people, the slender neck was exposed.

Xie Wei glanced at it, as if he wanted to perceive something, or maybe it was the malice hidden deep in his skin that quietly overflowed, so he still didn't withdraw his hand, but said: "In order to survive, one should first benefit oneself, and then benefit others. I watched you in the palace, taking every step cautiously, only as if you were clear-headed. I never thought of going out of the palace, which would damage my mind. Ning Er, do you remember what I said to you when you first entered the palace? What?"

He said, tell her to be more obedient and not to make him angry.

Xie Wei's murderous intentions never lie.

Jiang Xuening didn't dare to move too much, and replied: "Remember."

Xie Wei's fingertips then used force, and there was still a wound on her cheek, which made her hurt. He frowned slightly, and then let go, but his voice became more and more cruel: "If it wasn't for me this time, you would have died ten times. There is more than enough!"

In addition to being ruthless, his behavior is really out of line.

But Jiang Xuening has always regarded him as a saint and a devil, and in his last life, he dared to recommend himself as a pillow, but he was just humiliating himself, and he knew that he studied Taoism and Buddhism with a pure heart and few desires, so he didn't think about it at all. He hated her and tortured her.

The more angry he was, the more obedient she became.

Jiang Xuening has a temperament of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. Even though many things have been changed after repenting in this life, she is used to finding the cracks in people's hearts to drill in. It is no longer a skill, but almost a skillful instinct.

Whenever anyone reveals some pity or intolerance to her, she will take advantage of the gap.

It's just because she was so pleased with Wanniang when she was a child.

At this time, under the tension, that kind of instinct came out in little bits and pieces.

She carefully looked at his expression, and subconsciously felt that Xie Wei in this life was thinking of some kind of old kindness to her after all, let alone the matter of the Yongyi Houfu, he should be much kinder to her.

Probably just annoyed that she ruined his plan.

After all, it is about the Xiao family.

So she was bold enough to give up her flattering smile: "But the student is lucky, did he happen to bump into Mr.?"

When the girl laughed, it was like a peach blossom on a branch with bright pink petals, it was an indescribably pretty color. A little bit of flattery, but not flattery, instead gives people a sense of closeness and trust.

People can't help but want to forgive her.

When Xie Wei saw it, he let out a sharp snort, pinched her jaw forcefully with his fingers, and forced her to raise her head. There was no kindness in her voice, but a sobriety that frightened her: " At any rate, you have been my student for a long time, and your vision of strategy has not improved, but you are used to using such low-level tricks! Who taught you?"

He can draw a full bow effortlessly, how is his strength unusual?

With a little force, Jiang Xuening was already in pain.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and when she heard his questioning, she felt thunder piercing through her ears, Fang recalled that her attitude would probably attract Xie Wei's hatred the most, it was like this in her previous life, she was so panicked that she dared not speak.

Xie Wei looked down at her condescendingly, and said solemnly: "If I don't kill you, I will treat you as your nature is not bad. It's just the people in the world, the bad ones must be killed, and the stupid ones can't be kept. I let your life go, but you gave up and took it." It's a joke, you want to save people but you can't even think of a better way, you have to catch yourself. Ning Er, your studies are really in vain!"

Jiang Xuening was stunned.

But Xie Wei seemed to be tired of her, he finally let go, closed his eyes and stopped looking at her, and said: "Go and practice the piano."

Jiang Xuening stared at him blankly for a long time, couldn't help but think "what's the use of what you taught me", it took a while to react, thinking that his head was caught by the door, and he dared to lose his mind at this moment, so he was a little embarrassed stood up.

It's just that he just pulled him down and sat down, and his knees hurt a little.

She frowned slightly, she didn't know why, she felt a little guilty for no reason, but she didn't have the usual domineering temper, and she didn't dare to complain, so she endured it and looked into the corner of the room.

Sure enough, there was a piano table on the other side, and a piano was placed on it.

Jiang Xuening looked familiar.

It was Xie Wei's Emei.

This is Xie Wei's own qin, her eyelids twitched, but she didn't see any other qin when she looked left and right, she felt a little timid and didn't dare to touch it. However, seeing Xie Wei sitting there had no intention of pointing her out, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit down.

It's just that I haven't practiced the piano on weekdays, and my hands are already unfamiliar.

Just raised his hand and played two lines of "Bi Xiao Yin", and made a wrong sound.

She was so frightened that she looked up at Xie Wei, but saw that his wrists were resting on his knees and his fingertips were hanging down. He seemed to be sitting in that dimly lit place, his expression was gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but he didn't come to scold her.

So calm down a little.

She quickly changed it, pretended nothing happened, and continued to play.

The trembling sound of the piano flows out between the swaying strings. The sound quality is excellent. When it is high, it is like the singing of a clear phoenix, and at a low level, it is like Guan Yingling's voice. gloomy.

Swords, books, knives and pianos are all listening outside.

There was no sound in the quiet night, only accompanied by the soft sound of snow falling heavily on the pine.

In the simple and clean house, there was a strong smell of medicine. It was the doctor who changed the medicine for Zhang Zhe's wound and re-bandaged it. , I'm afraid I'm going to die..."

Zhang Zhe closed his robe, but suddenly looked out of the window lattice.

In the dark courtyard, there are shadows of mountains and trees, but the sound of the piano is wafting incessantly. It was a little jerky at first, but after playing for a long time, it gradually became more mellow, and it felt a little handy.

The only one who would bring Zhang Qin out in such a situation was that Master Xie.

It's his piano.

But it was not his voice.

Zhang Zhe lowered his eyelids, let the doctor take out the medicine box, raised his hand to slowly caress the wound on his shoulder, the pain was hidden in the depths and never disappeared.

He listened for a long time before the sound of the piano gradually stopped.

Jiang Xuening really didn't know if he had been playing for half an hour or an hour, but he felt that his fingers were about to be hurt by the strings, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he boldly stopped.

Looking at it, Xie Wei who was sitting down had collapsed at some point.

She got up, walked over lightly, and called out in a low voice, "Mr. Xie?"

Xie Wei leaned on the leading pillow beside him, closed his eyes, even though he was illuminated by the warm candlelight, his pale face was pale, and he seemed to be asleep. Without the stern and hostile aura that made people feel chilled just now, his flat eyebrows are as quiet as a deep mountain, but people still dare not disturb him in the slightest, which frightens him, a heavenly being.

Jiang Xuening fell silent when she saw it.

Standing in front, she didn't dare to shout anymore, after thinking about it in her heart, she thought that this was an excellent opportunity, and it was time to rub the soles of her feet. So like a cat, she tiptoed and walked out the door.

When she saw the door, she looked back, bit her lip slightly, hesitated for a moment, then walked back again, pulled a velvet blanket by the side, held her breath, and put it on his shoulder a little bit.

This posture is like being a thief.

Then he opened the door again and stepped out.

Jianshu and the others had been waiting outside the door for a long time, when they saw her coming out, they looked back and wanted to speak.

Jiang Xuening hurriedly put a finger on her lips.

Jianshu Daoqin was taken aback for a moment.

She lowered her voice as much as possible, and mouthed: "Mr. is asleep!"

"..."

Jianshu Daoqin was stunned again, and looked at each other in astonishment.

Jiang Xuening survived the catastrophe, but she was as happy as a mouse who stole oil. She waved to them, then picked up the umbrella that was leaning against the wall before, and she didn't need anyone to give it to her. She walked briskly and slipped away.