In addition, he himself has a bit of a way to get along with people, and now he can be regarded as a duck to water.

Almost the entire Falcon Camp, regardless of position, was his friend.

The higher the position, the more heart-qi will naturally be able to come up.

Therefore, the servile smell that was common in the old days was actually a lot less, and even when he looked in the mirror, he felt that he was a little bit more heroic.

But in the end, this is Lu Jinxi's kindness, and he will not forget it, nor dare to forget it.

No matter how there are five or six people in front of others, in front of Lu Jinxi, he should be low and small or low and small.

What's more, Lu Jinxi was originally a first-class official, and was the widow of General Xue Kuang. Even Liu Jin, the Admiral of the Nine Sects, had to salute her respectfully when he saw her.

With such a small role, he has the opportunity to be humble and small, and others will not envy him.

Anyway, Yin Liu'er understood in her heart.

Although there is not much contact now, but because of the nepotism of this great general's wife, his road is much better than others. Therefore, even if he was standing outside now, helping Lu Jinxi to look at the door, he didn't complain at all.

Just a little boring.

The "Tianxian Match" sung on the stage was not over yet, and Yin Liu'er didn't like to listen to this kind of love, so he just looked away and was ready to see who was listening to the play now.

Unexpectedly, before the eyes drifted away, a figure of Qing Jun came into view.

At that moment, Rao Shiyin Liu'er, an old fried dough stick, couldn't help but shivered in a cold war, his eyelids twitched, and he immediately stood up straight, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Gu Juefei just came over.

Yin Liu'er's reaction, he didn't see anything at first, but now he sees something.

With his hands behind his back leisurely, he was also soaked with a lot of alcohol today, but his eyes were still very clear, and he only glanced behind Yin Liu'er and waved to him.

What is his identity, can Yin Liu'er know?

When Lu Jinxi threw the pen down and asked him to invite someone to come up, he knew the identity of the ancestor in front of him.

At this moment, my mouth was bitter and my heart was terrified.

I don't want to go, but don't dare not.

The steps that used to be heroic, now move like a snail, and I can't wait to go to the end of my life. Even when he came, he didn't dare to lift his head up.

Yin Liu'er smirked and saluted.

"The youngest has seen the eldest son, and said hello to the eldest son."

"Are you from Lu Jinxi?"

Gu Juefei glanced coldly, and had already seen his unconcealed guilty conscience in his eyes, and his heart was covered with ice. He didn't ask if Lu Jinxi was here, but asked Yin Liu'er's origin.

Yin Liu'er was surprised.

He has been in the market for many years, and he has heard countless nonsense, but he can't understand Gu Juefei's words.

Sharp intuition only foretells the slightest danger to him.

After thinking about it carefully, he didn't dare to lie in front of such a smart person as Gu Juefei, so he answered truthfully, tremblingly, "That's right."

It is!

A good "it is"!

Gu Juefei almost laughed angrily, gritted his back molars secretly, and wished he could drag out Lu Jinxi, who was still hiding in the private room, and ask her for clarity.

But the thought came up, and held back.

Many thoughts in his mind came together, but at a certain moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred to him, and he asked Yin Liu'er, "Who did she see?"

Yin Liu'er's face turned green.

Lu Jinxi in the private room didn't know what was going on outside.

She just looked at Song Zhiyan across the table and sighed lowly. The pity in her heart did not diminish, but she felt that as an outsider, such pity was too hypocritical and insignificant, so she hid it all.

"If you drink too much, you should drink less."

The jug on the table was quite empty.

Song Zhiyan was not a good drinker. How much could a scholar drink? After a few pots, he was already drunk.

"Using wine to drown sorrows and sorrows", he was the one who said it.

After listening to Lu Jinxi's words, his hand holding the wine paused for a while, but finally lifted it up again and drank the bitter wine.

But when he put it down, he couldn't stabilize.

The white jade wine cup tumbled from his hand, spun around the table, and fell to the ground, cracking with a "snack".

Lu Jinxi was silent for a while.

Song Zhiyan let out a low laugh and stared at her for a long time, thinking that her temperament, her wrists, and even the free and easy attitude that she inadvertently revealed in her eyes were very unusual.

Then with a sigh of disappointment: "You are better than her."

In a sense, it is.

Or, in other words, from the point of view of ordinary people.

But Lu Jinxi has never been an ordinary person, let alone thinking about Song Zhiyan's words from an ordinary angle, so she just smiled lightly: "Unfortunately, you only love her."

Falling in love with one, even if it is Xishi Pan'an, how can it be seen again?

In Song Zhiyan's eyes, even if the original Lu Shi was immature and not good enough, so what? It was because of this that he fell in love with her.

No matter how good Lu Jinxi is today, he is just a familiar stranger.

"Yeah, I just love her..."

What goes into his throat is bitter wine, and what overflows his mouth is all a wry smile.

The words that should be said are almost said, and there are no doubts from the beginning to the end, only the depression and despair of the eternal death of the soul is left.

Song Zhiyan finally stood up staggeringly.

His eyes fell on Lu Jinxi again, looking at this familiar face, this unfamiliar expression, and smiled slowly, as if relieved a lot.

"My wife is now raising her children for her, filial piety to her parents, and Zhiyan has thanked her on her behalf."

"Although the past is over, but you are still using her body in the end, so it should be my last thought. She has advised me in her letter, and I should refrain from thinking; you are in this world now, and I too May you protect him."

"Although Zhiyan is weak, if you ask for it in the future, you will not dare to refuse."

After saying that, he actually bowed and bowed his hands, and gave Lu Jinxi a solemn salute.

Then he tried his best to support his body, turned around, pushed the door, and walked out.

Lu Jinxi stood there and watched his back disappear outside the door. In retrospect, he felt a little embarrassed: How much sorrow did Emperor Xiao Che of Qing'an send an imperial decree and give marriage together?

A childhood sweetheart, a broken mirror is hard to round;

Idiot man hates woman, loves nothing.

Song Zhiyan has lost his love forever, and his wife is only in the empty boudoir. Son of a bitch, was so tired that Orchid died suddenly...

Lu Jiadu, a daughter, was so worried that the old man wiped away tears;

The General's Mansion got a lady who couldn't handle anything, and it was a complete mess.

In the final analysis, it is the emperor who is on top.

Even if there are thousands of families in mourning, how can they reach the heavens to hear them?

At most, after the tragedy happened, it was just to give this poor fellow Lu a little favor, to show that the heavenly family has affection.

She thought about it for a long time, and then sneered slowly.

Yin Liuer and Qingque are both outside.

After counting the time, it was time to go back to the General's Mansion. She raised her head and wanted to call someone in. Unexpectedly, he turned his eyes and saw Yin Liu'er walking over at a glance.

Immediately smiled: "You're so good at it, as soon as you left, you knew I was going to call you..."

Then suddenly stuck.