this sound...

Sound familiar?

Gu Juefei couldn't help but stop.

A tube of the lake pen, at this moment, I fell from the sky, and by coincidence I fell on his left shoulder!

The end of the pen dipped in ink slid down his robe.

"Brush!"

A black ink was pulled out immediately, and a line was drawn on him, smearing the snow-white cloud crane pattern.

"Clap."

The tube of lake pen finally rolled from his cuff and landed not far from his feet.

A scent of calligraphy and ink emanated from the ink marks left on his body.

Gu Juefei frowned slightly, stared at the tube of lake pen for a while, looked at the ink that fell all over the floor, and the ink stuck between his fingers, then slowly raised his head and looked up.

It was obviously Hanmoxuan's private room facing the street, and the window on the side of the street was open.

When he looked up, a bright and graceful face also happened to appear in the window——

His eyes were cold and indifferent, looking down, he seemed to be a little surprised; the sandalwood lips slightly opened, and it seemed to make a stunned sound; the silver-plated gilt silk was inlaid with white jade lychee earrings, hanging On her snow-white earlobe, it was shaking gently, and it seemed that she was standing by the window...

His eyes turned on Gu Juefei, and then fell on the pen in his hand. Lu Jinxi's surprised expression quickly turned into a little embarrassed and apologetic.

Gu Juefei saw her turn around and seemed to whisper something to someone.

Soon, a twenty-five or six-year-old youth ran out from the gate of Hanmo Xuan, it was Yin Liu'er.

With a ghostly expression on his face, he only bowed to Gu Juefei: "Eldest Young Master Gu, little Yin Liuer. I'm so sorry, the General's wife just picked up the pen upstairs, but she didn't expect her hand to slip. I dropped this pen and stained your robes. If you don't mind, please come in, the little one will find you and change your robes, and I will also pour a basin of water to clean your hands..."

"..."

At this time, Gu Juefei had already picked up the tube of lake pen and did not speak for a while.

Is it because he is not suitable for wearing clean clothes these days?

But Lu Jinxi...

Looking up again, Lu Jinxi by the window has disappeared.

Gu Juefei's slender fingers were attached to the messy lake pen, and the light in his eyes changed, like a cloud shadow for a while, and a mist for a while...

Is it fate?

He was still thinking that he would have a chance to get close to her again when Xue Chi was collected from the school fasting.

now……

There is no reason to refuse at all.

Gu Juefei slowly put a graceful smile on his lips, and only said: "In this way, there is work."

Yin Liu'er's mouth twitched, unable to describe her inner feeling.

In my mind, there is only the picture that keeps flashing back and forth: the lady of the general upstairs, with a calm body, a calm face, and even a happy smile on her lips, just planted the pen in her hand... …

Surprised? Sorry?

Ha ha.

I believe in your evil!

Chapter 52

Not many people know about Lu Jinxi and Song Zhiyan's bad affairs. But Yin Liu'er is one of them, and has dealt with it personally, and knows the details of it in great detail.

Think about it, the General's wife had a good relationship with Lord Song, why did she give up in the blink of an eye?

At that time, Yin Liuer was still very puzzled.

Now he can be considered to understand: compared goods to throw away, people are more dead than people!

The matter of Gu Juefei's return to Beijing was a tumultuous one, and it was turbulent in the dark. How many high-ranking officials and nobles were upset about it? He, a broker like him, has long heard the rumors, how could he not know how powerful he is?

just don't know...

What does this have to do with the general's wife?

Yin Liu'er had all kinds of unreliable guesses in her heart, but on her face she forcibly pressed back the expression that was about to burst, leading Gu Juefei to go upstairs.

Go upstairs and turn a corner, you will find the easternmost private room. The door is open, and from the outside, you can see some of the furnishings inside, as well as the standing screen, and the graceful figure half-covered by the screen, it seems that a person is standing by the desk behind the screen, looking out.

After calculating the position and estimating the figure, Gu Juefei guessed that it was Lu Jinxi.

Yin Liu'er didn't lead him forward, but pushed open the door of the next room, bowed and said, "Please sit inside for a while, the little one will order someone to bring you water and tea."

The house is clean and tidy, not as messy as the next door.

The paintings and calligraphy are all hung up, and there is a Yaoqin in the back of the window, and there is an incense burner next to it, but because there are no guests, the incense has not yet been burned.

That tube of lake pen is still in Gu Juefei's hands.

He glanced at it, then handed it to Yin Liu'er, smiled slightly: "I almost forgot, I just picked up this. Now, please return it to the general's wife."

This sounds like no problem.

It also seems a little unfamiliar.

But don't know if it was because there was a Song Zhiyan before, Yin Liu'er always felt that this young master Gu had something to do with Lu Jinxi.

Of course, this is also not dare to say.

Yin Liu'er took the pen from him, said "go here", and backed out.

There are a few guys on the porch guarding.

Yin Liuer instructed them to quickly bring a basin of water, and also to make tea and tea, so as not to neglect the guests, but took the pen and went to the next door where Lu Jinxi was.

At this time, Lu Jinxi was standing in front of a picture of autumn water, with narrowed eyes and a smile on his lips, as if he was extremely satisfied with this picture.

Yin Liu'er came in, and said from behind: "I have followed your instructions and invited the eldest son of Gu. This is the pen you just dropped. The eldest son also picked it up and asked the youngest to hand it over to you."

In fact, "transfer" is just a polite word.

This tube of lake pen fell, and it was full of ink marks, and now it is impossible to use it, and it has to be cleaned up. Therefore, Yin Liu'er did not hand out the pen.

Sure enough, Lu Jinxi glanced back and didn't reach out to ask: "Put it back, I'll write a letter of recommendation for you again, go ahead and do your own thing."

"Yes."

Yin Liu'er immediately settled down in her heart, Yiyan put the Guanhu pen back on the desk, and then withdrew.

Qing Que opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Obviously, her receptivity is completely incomparable to Yin Liu'er, and she has not recovered from Lu Jinxi's sudden action just now.

Seeing Yin Liu'er retreat, she found her own voice a little: "Madam, this... we... you..."

"If you don't understand, then you can see it."

Lu Jinxi laughed and didn't want to explain more: because, from the beginning to the end, she understood what she meant.

Qing Que was only frightened by her for a while.

But she has dealt with Song Zhiyan's affairs, and she should understand it soon.

In comparison, although Qing Que is stable, living in the inner house, her endurance is not as good as that of Yin Liu'er who is mixed outside.

Therefore, Lu Jinxi was not surprised.

She walked back to the desk, glanced at the ink-stained lake pen, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Thinking that the ink pen had just fallen, Gu Juefei was standing at the bottom, and when he raised his head, Luan stopped and stood upright, the romantic police pulled out, his brows were slightly furrowed, and the bottom of his eyes was actually a little bit of cold and thin ice...

However, what emotion flashed in his eyes at that moment?

In retrospect, Lu Jinxi found it rather difficult to interpret.

Although she already felt that she knew a part of this person, she was really curious about his true character.