win the hairpin

Chapter 164
When Song Huiyue woke up, she had already changed places.

The wind and rain outside have passed, leaving only the cold, the house is very warm, and the hair of the person is warm. King Jin sits behind the door, leans back in the chair, closes his eyes and rests, wearing only a white shirt. A round-necked robe, only a gauze shirt was added on the outside, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the forehead.

Sitting behind him, Yin Xiao would never make people think that he was King Jin's bodyguard. He wore even less clothes, only a soap-colored short-brown suit.

When others saw King Jin, they would definitely think that he was as elegant as an orchid in an empty valley, but Yin Xiao looked at him and felt that King Jin was "dirty".

Although the king of Jin didn't get blood on his hands, his heart was as deep as the sea. With just a few words, he could kill a person, plot the death of a city, or a country, and even his scalp was oozing blood.

Huang Ting stood next to him, and on the opposite side was a woman, standing tightly against the wall, wishing she could turn into an earthworm and get in through the cracks in the floor.

The biggest official she has ever seen in her life is the county magistrate—she saw it on tiptoe outside when the county magistrate was promoted to the court to judge cattle.

This one in front of her, she didn't know what kind of official she was. Normally, she would have to go to see this handsome man who can be seen without money, even if she squeezed her head, but this one just didn't dare to get close, even I didn't even dare to look at it, my nervous palms were sweating.

Her thatched and adobe house has become an impossible place to enter.

Song Huiyue's cough came from behind the coarse cloth curtain, and the peasant woman went straight behind the curtain to bring tea and water for Song Huiyue as if she had been pardoned.

Song Huiyue was dazed, put on her clothes and went out, saw Jin Wang and Yin Xiao sitting together, these two people usually haunted her side, she didn't think much of it, but now she felt strange for no reason.

The King of Jin is still the King of Jin, and Yin Xiao is at the side of the King of Jin, and there are new changes.

Yinxiao is usually silent, although there seems to be nothing, but now he is sitting in front of King Jin, his temperament is completely different from that of King Jin, and his aura can even stand up to King Jin.

At the moment when Song Huiyue was in a daze, Yin Xiao got up suddenly and walked behind Song Huiyue in silence.

Only then did Song Huiyue feel that everything had returned to its place. She sat down on the chair, took the bowl that King Jin handed over, and drank the bitter medicine in it. Her eyebrows, eyes and nose were wrinkled, and King Jin stuffed something in it. In her mouth, she didn't even have time to look at it, she just started chewing.

It is jujube.

Song Huiyue sweetened her mouth, drank tea and took another sip, and then looked around with energy.

It's not the official residence yet, it seems that the storm this time hasn't subsided yet.

"Do you want to sleep a little longer?" King Jin asked in a low voice.

The illness came and fell like a mountain, and went away like a spinning thread. Song Huiyue's head appeared dull.

She had no ideas, no strength to have ideas, she was still groggy, coughed and had a runny nose from time to time, and felt cold, but she didn't have a fever, which was much better than before.

She lost her mind, she looked at King Jin, and with King Jin here, she thought she could relax her head.

King Jin saw her dazed, her big eyes blinking, her long eyelashes fluttering one by one, and she put her fingers in her mouth like a child, with a dazed expression, and her heart softened.

"Don't want to lie down? It's snowing outside, so you can't go out, sit and play for a while," he frowned again, "Don't bite, your teeth will break."

Song Huiyue obediently took her finger out of her mouth, wiped it clean on the handkerchief, and nodded.

There was nothing to play in the room, neither anything to weave nor a script book, so Song Huiyue pulled out a red thread and started a flower rope with King Jin.

The fingers are entangled with the red thread, and the red thread twists the fingers, and the two are involved in each other, entangled.

King Jin picked up the red rope, put his head close to Song Huiyue, and whispered softly: "Huiyue, marry me."

In Song Huiyue's dazed expression, he simply said what was in his heart: "If you marry someone else, I will have to let innocent people be dead bastards."

Song Huiyue opened her mouth slightly, and by the light of the snow outside the window, tried her best to see King Jin's expression when he spoke.

He seemed to be drunk, and his face, which was always moody and angry, was so vivid. Love overflowed from his eyes, flowing freely at the corners of his eyes and brows.

King Jin, who waited motionless for an answer, knew that once she agreed, they would be completely one body in the future, regardless of each other, and they could steal the sky and change the day together.

They can deal with all those who have evil intentions together, as long as they are useful means, they can use them. There is no need to be afraid, and there is no need to panic. Even if it is a failure, he is not afraid. He can die willingly. Going out to pour Yexiang, being the one that everyone hates, I am happy with it.

Snowflakes flew, and Song Huiyue melted into King Jin's gaze, and at the same time, a bitter taste suddenly appeared on the tip of her tongue.

King Jin is very good, so good that she has never seen anyone better than him. She even thinks that King Jin is so good that there is no one before or since, and he is a heavenly being. She often has to do her best to prevent herself from falling into his trap. in the vortex.

He is so kind, if she refuses again, she will be too ignorant.

But she still couldn't help bitterness in her mouth, because she and the free little home she wanted were getting farther and farther apart, so far away that she couldn't see or touch, and she stepped on the place that her father said. The piece of rotten flesh, the great power and wealth make people unable to control, and they have to be greedy, vicious, and murderous, which makes everyone change their true colors.

The closer you get, the easier it is to be backlashed.

Song Huiyue didn't answer because her mind was spinning very slowly. She stretched out her hand wrapped with the red rope and grabbed King Jin's hand.

He will always be her little prince, and he didn't abandon her when he ran for his life. He ran wildly with her behind his back in the heavy rain. At the moment of life and death, she needed him, and he needed her, and they were not afraid when they were together.

The days are too bitter, but it's good to be sweet.

"it is good."

Song Huiyue's promise weighed a thousand pounds, and King Jin held her hand firmly, refusing to let go.

The door rang suddenly, and Xie Zhou poked his head in from outside the door: "It's done... eh..."

He put his head back again, and sighed outside the door: "Why do my eyes hurt so much?"

King Jin let go of Song Huiyue's hand, untied the red rope, and said calmly: "If your eyes hurt, just dig out the eyeballs, and it won't hurt when you dig them out."

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Xie Zhou immediately said that his eyes were working very well, and opened the door to come in. "My lord, the matter is settled. I sprinkled sulfur and saltpeter in several holes. The amount is large and enough. Make sure to let me As soon as Dad went to the smelting field, he could smell the smell."

Then he looked at Song Huiyue: "Sister Yue, thanks to your courage, we walked fast. As soon as I picked up the goods from the pier, martial law was imposed on the pier, and passenger ships were not allowed to dock. The owner of the ship was so happy."

The whole ship was full of these two goods, Song Huiyue paid for the whole ship, but Xie Zhou only wanted part of it, and let him take the rest, how could he be unhappy.

Song Huiyue nodded with a smile.

Seeing Song Huiyue dumbfounded, Xie Zhou couldn't help feeling regretful in his heart: "Love makes people extinguish their wits."

(End of this chapter)