Everyone was dissatisfied and shook their heads in disbelief. The businessman in blue shirt asked: "Old sir, it is an obvious fact that the king of Liulan Kingdom is such a deeply affectionate person."

The old man stroked his white beard and said loudly: "The love is true. I heard that King Jin died of illness. Is it true?"

"Of course this is true. For this reason, Princess Jin left with Prince Jin," said the businessman in blue shirt.

"By the way, why did King Jin die of illness? He was in his prime, how could this happen?"

"There are unpredictable winds and rains, and getting old and sick is just a common thing," the businessman said.

Jiang Xia heard this and said to Jiang Zhi: "Xiao Zhi, you are drunk, let's go!"

Jiang Zhi made a gesture of silence. Jiang Xia looked at her drunken eyes and said no more.

The old gentleman stroked his beard and said in a low voice: "I heard that the king of Liulan Kingdom got rid of King Jin and wanted to take the princess as his own."

The crowd was in an uproar.

Jiang Zhi was startled. She stopped her hand and the wine jar fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

Jiang Xia's face froze and she pretended to be calm.

Jiang Zhi was a little confused, but her eyes were so drunk that she couldn't distinguish reality from reality. She just looked at Jiang Xia, as if she was exploring something.

"Xiao Zhi, you are drunk. It's just what the market storyteller said." Jiang Xia's eyes were uncertain.

Hearing the sound of the wine jar breaking, the merchants fell silent. The storyteller also drifted away.

This topic is really serious, and it really shouldn't be mentioned in such a harsh and reckless manner. Especially in the lobby of a wine shop.

"Mom and dad, they...are the emperor's uncle..." Jiang Zhi became more and more serious on this side, and her voice turned into wisps in the end.

Fortunately, because I was swallowing harder, the sound was inadvertently suppressed to a very low level, and it did not attract too much attention from the person on the other side of the wall.

Jiang Xia was shocked when he heard this. This topic made no sense but was shocking! After a moment of calming down, he calmly put down the hanging heart, looked at the intoxicated Jiang Zhi, and said: "Xiao Zhi, you are very drunk! Gao Ye

It has such a great impact on you!"

Jiang Zhi was indeed a little drunk. When she heard Gao Yehua's name, she sighed again and forgot what she was talking about.

The dark night pub lobby seems to be a perfect place for licking the wounds of love.

With such lingering thoughts and lingering hatred, with half a night light as cool as water and swaying uncertainly, and the lingering smell of alcohol, Jiang Zhi took advantage of the opportunity to vent the pain in her heart heartily!

Thoughts arose in her heart, and Jiang Zhi expressed her feelings about her little daughter who was not able to talk to outsiders and could not be dismissed through drunkenness...

Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, and ten years of rain in the rivers and lakes!

Everyone in this world is fragile, especially in the midst of long-term loneliness and emotional entanglement. This fragility will become particularly obvious, bit by bit, eating away at the mind and driving away the mind...

When the burden you bear can no longer be endured, you need to drink to drown your sorrows.

Jiang Xia's thin lips couldn't help but smile. It seems that if a person is too obsessed, he will no longer be able to listen to the dissuasion of others!

If you could listen to this, how could your father be so bitterly in love with Princess Jin? He worked so hard, but in the end, he still suffered for himself!

Jiang Zhi is like this now, so no matter what Jiang Xia says or does, he can't save a person who only wants to care for himself, sinking into a drunken sea and unwilling to wake up.

So as the elder brother, the only thing he can do is to drink with her intentionally or unintentionally, and listen to her half-drunk and half-awakened words slowly and brokenly!

Just drink like this for a while and talk

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For a while, I laughed drunkenly, for a while I sobbed...

As the night gradually settles, the clear waves of the cold moon create a melting charm in the dark black sky, making the eye-catching scenery more dazzling, straightforward and cruel.

The whispers in Jiang Zhi's throat turned into indistinct whispers, then gradually became smaller and smaller, gradually becoming less breathless.

But Jiang Zhi didn't stop drinking. She still held the wine bottle and drank heavily, until she was completely drunk.

This actually made Jiang Xia breathe a sigh of relief, and her anxious heart gradually relaxed.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the dark sky outside the window, then raised his hand to rub his temples. When he turned back, he felt a little helpless.

Uh-huh, the person in front of me is already drunk, and he is not allowed to take care of this place!

After resting for a while, Jiang Xia called the waiter to pay for the drinks, called the guards on the side, and sent the half-drunk and half-asleep Jiang Zhi all the way back to the house...

When Jiang Zhi woke up, in addition to feeling some pain in her chest, she also felt a little dizzy in her head. She slowly opened her eyes and saw everything in front of her clearly.

At this time, she was sleeping on a jade-white carved bed. The sheets were jade-colored, and the quilt and pillow were also jade-colored. They were embroidered with delicate patterns using light-colored silk threads, which were pure and elegant.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and the maid came in with a bowl of medicine. The wind blew falling flowers flying in.

Jiang Zhi sat up on the bed. The empty feeling in her heart was not as serious as she thought, but the weight on her head was beyond her expectation.

"Princess, you're finally awake!" When the maid saw Jiang Zhi waking up, she hurried over.

When Jiang Zhi saw the maid, she felt something clear in her heart.

The air was filled with a faint cold fragrance. Jiang Zhi looked up and saw a pot of pale chrysanthemums blooming proudly on the table not far away.

Jiang Zhi rubbed her eyebrows.

The maid had already prepared hangover soup and honey water, so when Jiang Zhi woke up, the maid fed Jiang Zhi the hangover soup and honey water.

Jiang Zhi was feeling slightly better now. She suddenly remembered what happened last night. Although she drank too much, she vaguely remembered the conversation between several businessmen in a wine shop.

“Is dad’s death really related to the emperor’s uncle?

No. The emperor's uncle has always been kind-hearted and treated his mother very well. How could he see her being wronged?

But……

The emperor's uncle loves his mother so much that if he really kills his father, it is not impossible.

The emperor is so kind to me, how can I doubt the emperor?

But... Dad, who has always been physically strong, unexpectedly... within half a year..."

Jiang Zhi's heart went through a thousand twists and turns, and she was extremely conflicted.

After a while, Jiang Xia came.

Seeing Jiang Zhi sitting in front of the couch, Jiang Xia asked, "Xiao Zhi, are you feeling better?"

Jiang Zhi came back to her senses, pondered for a while, and said: "Brother Emperor, I'm much better. It's just that last night when I was drunk and in a trance, I heard a few people talking about my mother. There seemed to be something else, but I forgot about it."

Jiang Xia's face darkened, her eyes darkened, and she said: "I'm afraid Xiaozhi was drunk. There was no one in the wine shop last night. There was no talk. Xiaozhi must have missed her parents!"

Jiang Zhi originally thought it was her drunken dream, but now seeing Jiang Xia reasoning like this, and even saying that there was no one else in the wine shop, Jiang Zhi always felt that things were not that simple.

There was some concern in her heart, but she didn't say it clearly on her face. Jiang Zhi seemed to be careless and said: "Brother, it seems that I really drank too much."

When Jiang Xia saw that Jiang Zhi no longer mentioned the matter, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Xiao Zhi, you have another day of rest, and I will

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Then we set out to return to Lan Country."

"Are you in such a hurry?" Jiang Zhi heard this and was heartbroken. She wanted to go back now, then...

Seeing Jiang Zhi's hesitation, Jiang Xia knew that Jiang Zhi couldn't let go, and said: "Xiao Zhi, don't be infatuated with him anymore. He...well, in the future, maybe you will meet someone more suitable for you."

After a long time, Jiang Zhi nodded slightly and muttered: "Maybe, Brother Huang." Then, he raised his head and smiled miserably.

When Jiang Xia saw this, he didn't know what to say to comfort him, so he could only say: "You should rest for a while!" and left.

Jiang Zhi looked out the window. In recent days, the weather has become colder and colder, and the autumn wind has become dry and bleak.

The Fenglin Empire is already like a majestic lion that has gone through vicissitudes of life. In the autumn, it becomes even more majestic and shocking.

The autumn wind blows through the trees in the yard, and there is only the rustling sound when the branches and leaves rub against each other. The environment in the yard is extremely quiet.

Jiang Zhi thought of herself being so lost and depressed.

Get up and, accompanied by the maid, walk around to relax.

Slowly walking into the small building of Shui Mo Garden, most of the flowers in the courtyard have fallen.

Although the bamboos are still green, there is still a feeling of emptiness in the bleak autumn day, which is indeed in sharp contrast with the garden full of flowers in spring.

Autumn seems to be the most peaceful season. Spring is too noisy, summer is full of insects, and winter is cold. Autumn is the quietest season.

As she walked, Jiang Zhi heard the sound of autumn.

When the singing cicada enters autumn, it becomes the cold cicada.

Jiang Zhi listened carefully, and her heart stirred. The cicadas chirped loudly and loudly in summer, with a "I am the king of the forest" spirit, day and night.

But at this moment, the autumn cicada lacks the high-pitched and loud voice, and its voice is much softer and weaker. It is more like crying and complaining, and it is more resentful.

Chilling cicadas mourn the autumn. Once autumn is over, the chilling cicadas disappear.

Jiang Zhi finally understood where this autumn sadness came from. It was not that people were sad because of the autumn wind.

Rather, autumn is bidding farewell to all things, including cicadas, willows, and lotuses.

After giving away a whole summer, there is no way to keep it.

"Everything has been sent away by the autumn wind, how can we not be sad? Everything has been sent away, nothing is left..." Jiang Zhi murmured to herself.

Jiang Zhi relaxed herself, even forgetting her own purpose, walking quietly, quietly feeling the autumn, autumn night, and autumn wind.
To be continued...