Chapter 411 The habit of cutting sleeves


Chapter 411 The Fetish of the Cut Sleeve

“The two countries are talking about peace. This is no joke. I will ask someone to send you back.”

“No! I just want to follow you. Go."

Li Jinxin said coquettishly, the emperor dotes on her very much.

“No.”

Li Zhizhao said coldly, there are many people who do not want the two countries to form an alliance, and there will be no peace along the way. He does not want to take this risk.

"No matter what, my father and mother have promised me anyway. If you don't take me there, I will go secretly."

Under Li Jinshu's persuasion, Li Zhizhao still agreed. , I can’t do it without agreeing, this imperial girl can do it, if I don’t take her with me, she will definitely run away secretly.

His father, queen and mother would really cause trouble for him, but it seems that there were not enough memorials and criticisms.

When they were on the road the next day, there was another exquisite carriage. Li Jinxin leaned against the window of the carriage, staring at Ji Shuyun's indistinguishable face.

He seemed to be trying to find a hint of tenderness on that face, but that face was still as cold and heartless as ever.

A wry smile flashed across Li Jinxin’s eyes. Does this man have no heart? Are their childhood memories just a joke?

Li Jinxin was unwilling to give in. She wanted to give herself one last chance. If she still didn't get a response, then forget it.

As a princess of a country, she is also proud.

Ji Shuyun had noticed Li Jinxin's gaze a long time ago, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her retracting her gaze.

However, this breath of relief was too early.

When the carriage stopped to rest, Li Jinxin came over alone.

Ji Shuyun was about to run away when he was stopped by Li Jinxin.

"Master Ji, please stay."

Ji Shuyun paused slightly, hindering the courtesy of the emperor and his ministers, but turned around and looked behind him, with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

"I don't know why the princess called Wei Chen. If nothing happens, Wei Chen will have to take care of his grandfather."

With that said, he planned to run away. "Master Ji, wait a moment."

"Princess, please tell me if you have something to say. I am absolutely bound to do whatever I can do."

Ji Shuyun saluted Li Jinxin and said arrive.

"I'm just curious, what kind of woman can catch your eye, Lord Ji."

Ji Shuyun didn't expect that Li Jinxin would ask so straightforwardly, but it's okay, it's clear. Only then can the problem be solved head on.

"The princess doesn't know something, and the minister has a habit of cutting off his sleeves."

Ji Shuyun didn't feel at all how shocking his words were.

"You..."

Li Jinxin seemed to be frightened and took a few steps back, looking at Ji Shuyun in disbelief.

No wonder, no wonder, there are many noble ladies in the Imperial City who admire Master Ji, and some even expressed their feelings directly, but none of them got a response from him. This is the reason.

Li Jinxin didn’t know whether to cry or laugh at this time.

"Pfft..."

General Wu, who had been angered by Ji Shuyun before, laughed outright and looked at the prime minister sitting opposite him with a look of sympathy.

He suddenly felt that it was no longer a big deal for his youngest son to run to Peach Blossom Alley from time to time. That trivial matter was nothing compared to the grandson of an old man with a broken sleeve.

Although Ji Shuyun lowered his voice, many people in his group had internal power. No, all of them looked in disbelief and looked this way. .

Those who were unaware also looked this way with puzzled faces.

Actually, this is what Ji Shuyun wants.

Li Zhizhao's eyes were a little complicated, and a trace of distress flashed in his eyes. It's almost, it's almost, everything is almost over...

(End of this chapter)

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