I was Idle and Cool

The advisor Kuaitong advised King Han Xin of Qi to fight for the world, but Han Xin did not listen. At this time, it was too late to rebel, and it ended in a tragic end.

Turning to look, the edge of this page is still fluffy, and the color is slightly darker.

So, Lu Jinxi suddenly remembered the question that he had temporarily put down in the morning-this book, this page, this chapter, turned so old, was it read by Xue Kuang in the old days, or is it read by Xue Tingzhi now?

"Mrs Qi, the eldest son is here."

While thinking about it, the maid who was guarding outside suddenly bowed and came in to communicate.

Xue Tingzhi is here?

Yes, yesterday because of the matter of the Yuewei Museum, I was exempted from greetings. So Xue Tingzhi came today, and it makes sense.

And just right.

Lu Jinxi raised her eyebrows slightly, looked down at this "Anti-Jing", and closed it as if nothing had happened, but left the flower note on that page, which was quite obvious.

With a flash of light in his eyes, he said in his mouth, "Please come in."

"Tingzhi greets mother."

Xue Tingzhi was wearing a snow-white brocade robe today, with a light lake blue flower and bird pattern embroidered on it, which made him feel a little delicate. When he walked in not far from Lu Jinxi, he bowed and said goodbye.

His back was as straight as ever, making it hard to see that his left foot was slightly limping.

only…

Lu Jinxi looked up at him, but frowned slightly: "You look much paler than yesterday, what's wrong?"

Xue Tingzhi's face was indeed pale.

Because he stood in the bright place, it only made people feel that the skin was a little transparent, revealing a complete morbidity.

Those sharp facial features, but in such paleness, became more and more conspicuous.

His expression was as calm as ever, and he couldn't see anything.

But when Lu Jinxi asked, he couldn't help but look up at her. This mother-in-law, with beautiful eyebrows, just leaned on the throw pillow and looked at him, seemingly caring.

So, all those absurdities last night appeared before me...

The palms hanging on the side, wrapped in the sleeves, were quietly tightened.

Xue Tingzhi lowered his eyes and replied respectfully: "Yesterday at Baiyue Lake, I was a little cold, but it's not very disturbing."

"Is this not a problem?"

Lu Jinxi originally wanted to say "concern", but somehow, she remembered what the bluebird and egret said this morning, and she settled down with the girl named Xiangzhi next to Xue Tingzhi.

Pale face, shouldn't it?

cough.

Lu Jinxi thought about it for a while, so he just lifted the tea cup covertly, took a sip and said, "Although you are young, your body is not as good as ordinary people.

this word...

How to hear it, why it doesn't taste very right, it seems to mean something.

It's not that Xue Tingzhi didn't know that Xiangzhi suddenly added monthly money in the morning, but when he heard the report, his mood was different from the calm he thought.

Cold, hurried, and a little embarrassed.

The woman in front of her was her nominal mother.

She was twenty-seven years old, had several children, and was the widow of Xue Kuang. Now she looks like an elder, talking like this, to mention him.

But at this moment, the only thing in his mind was the trembling voice he heard that day when he stood outside the orchid room of the Yuewei Pavilion...

Every word, every tone, is like an ant, gnawing at his reason.

At that time, he suddenly understood his dirty thoughts.

The fingers on the side of the body secretly squeezed tighter.

Xue Tingzhi closed his eyes, and then calmed down the **** smell that suddenly came out of his throat and the hot air in his chest, and said calmly, "Thank you for your concern, Tingzhi remembers it."

"sit down."

Lu Jinxi looked at him and felt that his expression seemed a little strange, but he didn't think much about it, he just thought that what he said was too "meaningful".

After Xue Tingzhi was seated, she picked up the "Anti-Jing" that she had put down before, and handed it to the maid next to her, asking her to give it to Xue Tingzhi.

"I have almost read your book, so take it back."

"Yes."

Xue Tingzhi took the book from the maid's hand, and then, to Lu Jin's surprise, saw the golden flower note sandwiched between the pages of the book, and was slightly startled.

Almost subconsciously, he flipped the page, and the light-blue gold-painted paper fell to the ground.

"Mother, this is..."

Xue Tingzhi seemed to be unresponsive, and there was some hesitation in his voice.

Lu Jinxi's eyes kept falling on him, leaving no trace or moving away, and he saw it clearly from beginning to end.

I saw that the page had been turned out, it was very obvious, but Xue Tingzhi didn't take a second look.

That gaze, instead, focused more on the falling flower paper.

At this moment, he had already leaned over and picked up the flower paper.

Seeing him like this, Lu Jinxi only felt that he didn't have a very special reaction to the content on that page, as if this page was very ordinary, so he knew it.

Just this result...

It made her feel an inexplicable shudder.

This page is not often seen by Xue Tingzhi, so who else is left?

Lu Jinxi remembered the general who died in the battlefield six years ago, and the hero shared by the people of Daxia, only to feel that things became confusing.

But on the surface, he smiled nonchalantly and said, "I forgot, I used this thing as a bookmark, you can give it to me."