1295 Chapter 1294 of “Quickly Traveling [Jade Body Exposed]”

Female Feng Shui Master

Xue Jiangyuan returned to the house.

With his sharp eyes, he saw that the back of his hand was red, and he quickly called someone to bandage him.

The injury on the back of the hand is not a serious matter. The soup is not hot at all. It just looks scary, but in fact it doesn’t hurt much anymore.

But Xue Jiangyuan was still injured.

A lot of things happened during the two days when Li Xin was in coma. He suffered a plot and suffered flesh wounds on his shoulder.

It’s just that he won’t tell anyone about this.

The imperial doctor who came to bandage the wound took a look at his shoulder, and only left after confirming that it was OK.

Xue Jiangyuan summoned him to accompany him and whispered to him.

It cannot be said that they had expected the plot this time, but they still knew something about it.

Being in the center of power, it is impossible not to get involved in bad things. Xue Jiangyuan is a direct minister, but there are many people who want to win him over and many people who want to get rid of him.

Last time, he saw a lot.

It’s just that there is a piece of memory missing in my mind, and I don’t know what kind of situation I have been in to be able to come back from the dead. There is no other way except to pursue my heart’s desire.

Now it seems that those who need to be investigated can no longer be lenient.

He personally took his life and left, and was about to return to Beijing immediately.

Xue Jiangyuan looked at the white gauze on the back of his hands and sighed deeply.

In the following days, he did not go to look for Li Xin again. First, he was busy with important matters and had no time to spare.First, he knew that she didn’t want to see her now, and she was ill, so he didn’t want to block her heart.

Li Xin on the other end thought that he had stopped thinking.

Although I was a little disappointed, overall I was happy.

Therefore, he did not leave in a hurry, but stayed safely and continued to give out porridge and do good deeds. When everything was done, he went to the next place.

Because she thought this way, when she saw Xue Jiangyuan standing in front of the courtyard gate that day, she was so frightened that she jumped.

Wearing a large cloak, he stood among the melting ice and snow, with cold features on his face, as if carved from ice and jade.

Only when he saw her, his eyes showed some warmth.

“You don’t want to tell me who you are and my relationship with you,”

His voice is deep, mellow and clear,

“But why, my painting fell here with you.”

He said, pointing to the window door facing him.

Only then did Li Xin realize that she had forgotten to close the window when she went out, and she still couldn’t sell the painting by Xue Jiangyuan, so she kept it with her.

Occasionally think about it, just think of it as a memory of the past.

But he didn’t expect it to be a coincidence, and he saw him right away.

Splashed ink landscapes, curling clouds and smoke, and a pear tree dotted with cinnabar.

Li Xin choked and subconsciously went up to pull the window.

Xue Jiangyuan grabbed her wrist:

Chong Wan Yan is in his arms, spitting out Linlang on the end of the hair and ink.”

Even that tiny line of words could not escape his eyes.

“My name is Jiang Yuan and my courtesy name is Wanyan.”

His eyes were bright and dark, as if there was thick ink that could not be removed, and they were menacing.

Li Xin twisted his wrist:

You hurt me.”

She uttered a sentence dryly.

Xue Jiangyuan let go of her hand, hooked her waist with his backhand, and pulled her forward.

Li Xin was caught off guard and threw herself into his arms.

The little maid on the side turned around quickly, not daring to look anymore.

He was tall, with broad shoulders and a broad chest. Li Xin had been intimate with him in his soul body, so she knew that he was not as hale and hearty as he appeared.

Now that he is human, his warmth can even be transmitted through his clothes.

“If I really have nothing to do with you,”

He caressed her cheek, and through the veil, he remembered her flushed face when she was sick.

“Why is it that when I wake up from a dream, it’s not Jiang Strontium that I’m thinking about, but you?”