Wen Jiu's nose was sour, and his tears could not stop. Xie Heng in front of him gradually became blurred.

The man seemed to feel something and looked at her. His eyes were a little confused, but he couldn't see anything. After a pause, he turned and entered the corridor.

Just this time, a deputy general in his thirties strode from the end of the cloister and said in a thick voice: "Lord, the chief assistant has just come?"

Others wanted to disappear in place, but the man was not afraid to die, gathered up with Xie Heng, lowered his voice and advised: "you and he are cousins in the end, and hold heavy power in the court. Even if you don't get along, it's not good to make such a noise in front of the servants. It's not good to hear it."

Xie Heng's lips flashed a cold arc, "when will fame be over?"

The vice commander was choked immediately and hurried forward, and said, "this supplementary adult is really a bit of a bull in the sky. You said that you want to marry wines, apparently to deal with the little emperor. He gave you an eye for your Nafi to look at your mind. He is still the first one.

"No." Xie Heng didn't even look at him. His tone was as usual: "Gu really wants to marry warm wine."

The deputy general was stunned when he heard the speech: "..."

Xie Heng walked more than ten steps away. The general suddenly regained his consciousness, quickly caught up with him, and said in surprise: "Lord, you... Don't look sick. Why did you suddenly look at shopkeeper Wen?"

"Not suddenly." Xie Heng said only four words and walked forward calmly.

"No, not suddenly... Then you have long been interested in shopkeeper Wen?" the deputy general chased and asked, "since you have a crush on others, why don't you come to the door and ask for marriage? So many people laugh that she can't get married, so you just look at it?"

Xie Heng stepped slightly and said silently, "she didn't agree to marry."

"Ah?" the deputy general was stunned. "A person like you asked to marry her, but she didn't agree?"

Wen Jiu, who followed Xie Heng all the way, was surprised and full of doubts when he heard this:

Xie Heng asked to marry me in his previous life?

When on earth did this happen?

Why am I not impressed at all?

Xie Heng raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows. He was a little angry and said, "she has bad eyes and doesn't like being alone. She just looks at a hypocrite like Meng Chengyun and is kind to others!"

The deputy general was dumbfounded when he heard the speech, and the whole person was messy in the wind.

Wen Jiu heard this and immediately: "..."

Before, she just wondered why Xie Heng always looked particularly ugly when he met her with Meng Chengyun, and often picked things against Meng Chengyun.

At that time, I only felt that the Xie brothers were particularly annoying, but I didn't think about it. Xie Heng had such a mind in his heart.

She only blamed herself for having no eyes at that time, betraying her sincerity and wasting her years.

With her stupefied Kung Fu, Xie Heng said more and more angrily, and went straight through the corridor to the tallest building in the house. Wen Jiu followed his footsteps. When she came to the door, she looked up and saw two big characters written on the plaque - Zang Huan.

Wen Jiu raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. Looking at Xie Heng pushing the door in, his look suddenly became complicated.

This building, she knows.

And it's familiar.

It is said that Xie Heng, the Regent, is a good beauty, and the number of women in the imperial palace is still insufficient. He built a water Pavilion in the royal palace to build a platform, and searched for beautiful women who can sing and dance everywhere to fill the house. The number of people is far more than that of the harem beauties, especially the carved hurdles and painted columns made by the nine story Tibetan Huan building. The people in the imperial palace were very extravagant. Because of this, they scolded the street and became angry for several times.

The little emperor just smiled and didn't impose more restrictions on this. When Xie Heng was not in the court, a group of Wang and sun ministers gathered together to scold the Regent, and their saliva flew. After the court, they collected all kinds of beauties and secretly sent them to the Regent's house.

Wen Jiu has also heard the rules of the Regent's house. Beauties are also divided into three classes. The second class and the third class live in various courtyards. They come and go as soon as they are called. When people are overcrowded, they are often sent out of the house with a word.

All the wonderful people have entered the Tibetan Huan building. Whenever Xie Heng returns to the imperial capital, he must stay here. The lights in the building are bright and sing every night.

At the moment, she saw Xie Heng enter the canghuan building. She knew that there was nothing to change in her previous life. She couldn't control how Xie Heng lived every day at that time and who were around. Even if she saw him holding beauty in her arms every day and changing the beauty on his couch, she couldn't help it.

But Wenjiu's mood was so delicate that he didn't even care about the wet in his eyes. He hurried into the building.

When she went in, she looked up and was stunned.

The scene before her was completely different from what she thought and heard.

There is no one in the canghuan building, let alone a beautiful woman. There is not even a ghost here. The pavilion is inlaid with night pearls for lighting. All the walls are built into grids of the same size. Each floor is paved with Yunjin. There are thousands of wine bottles and glasses, including white jade, colored glass and bronze.

Even the base of the wine glass is carved with crystal stone. It shines in every lattice under the light of the night pearl. The building is full of colorful and luxurious.

Warm wine was in it. After looking around, his eyes were dazzled, and his heart was full of surprise and shock.

It's not the beauty hidden in the canghuan building, but these wine glasses?

She began to suspect that she had never really known him in her last life.

Xie Heng in his previous life... What kind of person is he?

She used to think that she and Xie were sworn enemies. She didn't send less people to investigate Xie Heng's affairs in private. Sometimes when she was smart, she felt that she knew herself and her enemy.

Now I know it was wrong.

And wrong.

She knew little about Xie Heng, so she came to a conclusion. How shallow and ignorant she was.

Wen Jiu turned and looked at Xie Heng a few steps away. His eyes were shining, but reflected him.

She looked at Xie Heng sitting against the window, took a white jade cup from the shelf and played it in her hand. I don't know what she thought, and her eyes became more and more dark like the sea.

Outside the window, flowers bloom like brocade, and the house is full of prosperity, but he stays here quietly, as if isolated from everything outside.

The building is full of brilliance, but it is full of silence.

Wen Jiu went over and sat beside him, muttering, "Xie Dongfeng, what are you thinking?"

She knew it was just a dream and everything was illusory. She still couldn't help but want to get close to this person. Knowing that she couldn't touch his hair, she raised her hand to trace his eyebrows and eyes.

The light and shadow in such a big canghuan building float silently.

After a while, several green guards came in with good wine and put it on the table by the window. The one walking at the end smiled and asked, "Lord, do you favor the people in this building tonight?"

Xie Heng didn't answer either. He just hooked his lips, raised his hand, picked up a pot of wine and drank it gracefully.

"How can I talk to the Lord?" Qing Er saw this and immediately opened his mouth to make things better. "You guys don't have a straight talk. Do you know what these words have become outside?"

All the green guards knew that the chief assistant had a big quarrel at the door just now. The LORD was full of displeasure at the moment. They all sang double songs with the green two with great cooperation, "ah? What else?"

"What has it become?"

Qing er said in distress: "Obviously, the Lord is just good wine. It's not enough to change a few cups at night. Just because you talk nonsense every day and spread to the outside, our Lord's ten royal women still feel insufficient. As a result, those princes and ministers have changed their ways to go to the royal palace to collect concubines and beauties! People occupy more land and spend more money on food and clothing? If our Lord is really beautiful, it's enough, but this hand I didn't touch my fingers. I kept it for nothing. Thanks to panic? "

Xie Heng drank several cups. When he heard this, he smiled slightly and said, "those mediocre people don't like loneliness and can't kill loneliness. They can't even compare with their life. If so many women come in, they probably plan to empty the palace and let Gu die."

Wen Jiu felt a little funny and sad when he heard this.

Seeing that Xie Heng's mood was getting better, all the green guards smiled and agreed, "the Lord is right!"

Xie Heng smiled and waved to everyone to step down.

The Tsing Yi men immediately left quietly.

At the moment when the carved wooden door was closed, Xie Heng put the wine cup in his hand in the center of the table, and the hidden mechanism made a slight sound. A picture slipped out from behind the beam and hung in mid air, just opposite him. The person in the picture was sitting in a sitting position, the size of the portrait was as large as a real person, and there was no one. At the moment, the hanging position was very wonderful. It looked as if he was sitting opposite Xie Heng.

He stared at the painting, his eyes full of tenderness and mixed with a kind of sad color.

Warm wine looked along Xie Heng's line of sight. After taking a closer look at the person in the painting, his eyes were slightly sluggish and stood up involuntarily.

In the picture, the wind and snow are boundless. There is a young woman sitting by the fire, wearing a light yellow Luo skirt and a thick white fox fur. Her black hair is messy by the wind and her plain face is facing the sky. Only the glass bead falling between her eyebrows is particularly eye-catching. The woman looks ahead with a three-point smile. She looks gentle, but smart and cunning.

It's clearly what Wenjiu looked like in his twenties.

She looked at the portrait for a long time, then looked sideways at the man.

Xie Heng raised his glass to the portrait as if he had done it thousands of times.

He poured out his glass and drank it. His eyes were dim and said, "If today's news comes to your ears, do you think I'm changing a way to humiliate you, and then pull Meng Chengyun to discuss how to kill me?"

"Warm the wine." Xie Heng gently called the person in the painting and smiled with some self mockery. "You spend a lot of money for Meng Chengyun without blinking. Why don't you know to spend some money to cure your eye diseases? You're such a fickle hypocrite. You're still in a hurry to be good to him!"

Wen Jiu listened on the side and couldn't help saying, "then every time you see me, you are a smelly face that I owe you hundreds of lives, and you never show half of your intention for me."

She knew that Xie Heng could not perceive his own existence, and continued: "what did you say to others to marry me, when did you..."

When Wen Jiu was halfway there, he suddenly looked up at the picture and suddenly remembered the winter of that year.

At that time, Xie Heng was only in his early twenties and had not yet become the Regent. Those old ministers with evil ideas in the court most talked about crushing people at the senior level. When he led the troops to fight hard at the border, he often suffered from enemies from both sides, lack of clothes and food, and was particularly difficult.

It was cold that year, the two countries fought a war, suffered heavy casualties, ran out of food, and thousands of troops were trapped in the valley. It was warm wine that took a large number of food and cold clothes to meet them in the snow.

It was snowy that night, and the sky and the earth became one color.

Wen Jiu and Xie Heng sat opposite each other beside the fire. Seeing that he was cold, they handed over the wine bag they carried with them. "It's cold, drink hot wine to warm up."

Xie Heng also stopped mentioning those old grievances. Then he looked up and drank most of it. He said bluntly, "thank you."

"I don't need to thank you." Wen Jiu said with a smile, "I've been in business for several years and never do business at a loss. I've spent all my money to save me. What will the general give me back?"

"Such a great kindness, of course, is to pay back." Xie Heng stared at her, thin lips light hook way: "how about making a promise with an example?"

Wen Jiu didn't expect that he would suddenly say such a sentence. He was stunned for a moment before he calmed down. He only smiled faintly and didn't answer.

At that time, she only thought it was a joke told by Xie Heng casually.

I never thought that Xie Heng was serious.

Previous lives.

Warm wine never married.

Xie Heng never married.

I missed my life like this.