The rebirth of the poisonous girl is back

Chapter 65
Fan Chen's shout immediately made Jing Se stunned.

Could it be that he has not recovered yet?

Zongzhengchu's high medical skills failed to heal Fan Chen?

A series of questions lingered in Jingse's mind.

Yingluo was more careful, and noticed Jingse's hasty movement to put down the curtain just now, and asked softly, "Miss Biao, your face is a little ugly, are you feeling unwell?"

"No." Jing Se shook her head, but before the end of the sound, Fan Chen's call came from outside again, and it was getting closer.

Yingluo felt strange, "It seems that someone is outside."

The pure-hearted Zhihua smiled and said, "Now it's on the street, so there are naturally people outside!"

Yingluo narrowed her eyes, then raised her head slightly, and realized later, "This voice sounds familiar."

Yingluo has met Fan Chen before, so it is not surprising that Fan Chen's voice is familiar.

Jing Se had seen Fan Chen's stubbornness when he was a "little mirror" when he was in Zhuangzi. If he didn't stop to answer him now, what would he do later? Unexpected stupid things are also unknown.

With this in mind, Jing Se said to the outside world: "Uncle Zhao, step aside for a moment, I have something to deal with."

Uncle Zhao quickly stopped the carriage under a thick elm tree beside the road.

When Jing Se got up, she caught a glimpse of Yingluo's questioning face from the corner of her eye, and knew she couldn't hide it, so she simply sat down and explained slowly, "Actually, when the Aunt Xue incident happened, I had a meeting with the Prince of Chu in Zhuangzi. Let's meet once."

Yingluo opened her mouth wide at once, with both surprise and joy in her eyes, "So Miss Biao has already met Prince Chu's son?"

"Yeah." Jing Se nodded helplessly, and said again: "He is outside now, if I don't go down and say hello to him, it seems that I can't justify it."

Yingluo came to her senses in an instant, and nodded her head, "Since that's the case, Miss Cousin should go down earlier, so as not to make Prince Chu's son wait in a hurry."

Jing Se looked at Yingluo's expression of wanting to marry her to the Prince Chu's mansion quickly, and stretched out her hand to support her forehead.

"Miss Biao is worried about being gossiped?" Seeing Jing Se sitting still, Yingluo happily explained, "Your marriage contract with the prince of Chu is probably known by everyone in Jinling now, and it's not like you did something out of the ordinary It is normal for married couples to greet each other when they meet each other. Besides, Miss Biao, you did not make a special trip to find Prince Chu’s son when you left the mansion, but to rush to the Duke of Jin’s mansion to observe the ceremony. Now you meet King Chu My son, the cause is all in the word 'qiao', so you can rest assured, if anyone dares to gossip, the servant will tear her mouth apart when she returns."

Jing Se smiled lightly, without wasting any more words, she lifted the curtain and came down.

Fan Chen's carriage on the opposite side also stopped, and he had already stood in the middle of the road at some point.

The crowd was in a hurry, but Jing Se saw him in the crowd at a glance. The moment her eyes met his, Jing Se suddenly felt that the noisy and bustling market suddenly became quiet. In her eyes, only the opposite Wiping the white shadow, the sound of his pounding heartbeat and slightly rapid breathing can be heard next to his ears.

Jing Se was taken aback by her own reaction. She wanted to look away, but found that no matter where she moved her gaze, she seemed to see him in his spotless white robe and his warm black eyes.

"Master—" Pushing aside the crowd, Fan Chen quickly ran towards her, holding a colorful clay figurine in his hand.

It was the last time Jingse told him to pinch it in order to hold him back when he was in Zhuangzi. She didn't take it to heart at first, but she never thought that it would be treasured by him and has been painted on the clay figurine.

Even though there is a distance of several feet between the two of them, Jing Se seems to be able to clearly see that the colors on the clay figurines are delicate and smooth, and the technique is unique, which is enough to show that the coloring person has used [-] points of care and seriousness.

"Master, I thought you wouldn't talk to the mirror anymore."

She was still immersed in unprecedented strange thoughts, and he had already reached her, reaching out and gently brushing the cloak of her shawl.

Only then did Jingse realize that snowflakes had already fallen in the sky at some point, like fine salt.

Tilting her head slightly, Jing Se murmured, "So it's snowing."

"Well, it's snowing!" Fan Chen didn't look anywhere else, his eyes stared at her hands that were red from the cold, and he put the clay figurine on the stone pier aside, he took Jingse's hands and put them lightly in his palms Rubbing lightly, "Master, is it cold? Jingjing will keep you warm."

The palm of his hand was extremely warm, like a natural hand warmer, tightly wrapping hers with pleasant heat, Jing Se, who wanted to pull away and leave, seemed to be frozen, standing in place, unable to move, seemed to be still in her heart Some are greedy for this kind of warmth.

This is something she has never experienced before.

Jing Se liked Gu Gan in her previous life, and the issues they talked about when they were together were never related to Fengyue. At that time, she was Gu Gan's underground military adviser who won the throne, and she would never see the light of day.

Between her and Gu Qian, the only romantic relationship is Gu Qian's sentence "When I succeed in success, I will take my beautiful family with me to overlook this picturesque country and vast sea of ​​clouds".

This sentence has always been her belief in helping him.

The moment her head fell to the ground, she suddenly realized that Gu Qian's words never had her half an inch.

Fortunately, after encountering such a betrayal, she didn't seem to be in such heartbreaking pain as written in the scriptures. There was pain, but it only passed away on the day when the crown prince was awarded the seal. For the rest, there is nothing left.

In her memory, there is neither Gu Gan's bad nor Gu Gan's good. What is there is just a youthful and frivolous dream in her previous life. After waking up from the dream, the youthful and ignorant love affair is gradually forgotten until it becomes a misty dust. up.

"Is master still cold?" The clear and concerned voice from next to my ear pulled back all Jingse's thoughts.

"It's not cold anymore." Jing Se pursed her lips and smiled, shaking her head.

Fan Shen smiled, and picked up the colorful clay figurines on the stone pier and handed them to her. His eyes that were baptized by clear springs were shining with excitement and joy, "Master, do you like this?"

"This... did you do it yourself?" Even though she already had the answer in her heart, Jing Se couldn't help being curious.

"Well, it was made by Jingjing herself, does Master like it?"

"I like it." Jing Se nodded.

"Jingjing really likes it." Fan Chen smiled even more happily, and took the clay figurine back after speaking.

Jing Se couldn't keep up with his train of thought for a while, and his face was a bit astonished, "Didn't you specially give it to me?"

Fan Chen suddenly lowered his face, "You can't give this to Master."

"Why?" Jing Se raised her eyebrows. It was the first time she encountered such an abnormal situation, and she found it quite interesting.

Fan Chen answered truthfully, "Master can't accompany Jingjing every day. You take away the clay figurine, and Jingjing will never see you again."

Is this the reason?

Jing Se couldn't laugh or cry.

"Master, don't move." Fan Chen suddenly stared into her eyes.

Jing Se felt baffled, and before she could ask questions, Fan Chen had already stretched out her long and slender little finger, brushing gently over her crow-feather eyelashes with his gentle fingertips.

Jing Se closed her eyes instinctively, and when she opened it again, she saw a small white snowflake on his little finger. He brought it to his lips, and stretched out the tip of his pale pink tongue to lick it lightly. The action was extremely seductive.

At the end, he looked at Jing Se and asked with a smile, "Master, guess what that snowflake smells like?"

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