Chapter 91

After that, he patted Jun Zilin on the shoulder and they left one by one.

"Stop."

Just when Fu Baixiu thought that he could easily solve this small matter, unexpectedly, the king of Jin's melodious voice came from behind. Although not much threat, but with the power of deterrence, people can not help but stop.

He turned back, the old eyebrow looked at Zhou Jin, and said in a angry voice, "what else can the king of Jin command?"

Now that Fu Yang had sent him a gift, he said, "this is not a gift. How can the king not return a gift? It's a joke to spread it out. Come on, get my new blade The last words are full of vitality and powerful.

Fu Baixiu was puzzled, but he still stood there and wanted to see what gift Zhou Jin wanted to give him.

Xuewei hesitated very much, but he still took the precious blade that the Lord got from Miss Jun yesterday. It's a dagger in an exquisite brocade box. So he took it with the brocade box.

Who knows Zhou Jin didn't look at it, but he raised his hand to Xuewei.

The brocade box was presented to Fu Xiangye, "this is my return gift." With a smile in his mouth, Zhou Jin continued, "when you go back, you can open it. As for Miss Jun, I will send her back in person one day. After all, it's the person I brought back. It would be impolite for me to bring her back by the prime minister. What do you think? "

When the king of Jin said his last words, his voice changed abruptly, and his voice was as powerful as a thunderbolt.

Zhou Jin's reason is far fetched, but Fu Baixiu can't stand it. This is the Jin King's residence, and all the people are from the king of Jin. If you turn your face first, you will not only lose your old face, but also be reproached in the future.

First of all, although the king of Jin was powerful, he was a child in his twenties, and he was an old prime minister at his age. After all, I'm more likely to be scolded. Besides, it's all due to Fu lingcui, the dead girl! Actually with Zhang Shizi in the tea house to make such a fussy thing. No matter how hard it is to find a place without people Now Fu Baixiu has lost his face because of this. He can't even get out of the house. If you really smoke in the ancestral mansion, you will fall again!

For a moment, Fu Baixiu thought a lot, and finally nodded his head and agreed to take over the brocade box. He said a few words in a hurry and left.

Seeing the fake dagger sent out, housekeeper Zhao and steward Li looked at each other, and each of them had the pain and pleasure after the success of the robbery. Give it to Fu Xiangye. I won't worry about the authenticity of the dagger any more! It's not up to them!

I'm so lucky. I've been through another disaster!

While they were glad, they firmly recognized the fact that they were far away from Miss Jun! I'll never be fooled by her again.

Seeing that there was nothing more to do with them, the Lord didn't give any more orders. The two of them retreated quickly. There were only two people left in the room.

Jun Zilin remembers Xiao die's bad life in the prime minister's residence. He wanted to follow Fu Baixiu, but Zhou Jin insisted on leaving her. Is there anything else to say to her. She turned her eyes slightly and looked at the king of Jin, trying to listen to what he had to say.

"Come here."

Zhou Jin's long hair was on his fingertips, and his lips were filled with a smile that seemed to be nothing. There was no other expression on his face, but a touch of prudence and seriousness in his tone.

Is there anything you can't say in front of your face that you have to say in the past?

Although the heart doubt, but Jun Zi Lin or according to the words toward him, came to the wheelchair in front of, slightly bent over, "what's the matter?"

Zhou Jin put his big palm on her head and gently stroked her face. Jun Zi Lin is touched by him straight swallow saliva, some can't stand ground dumb voice to ask, "you have what matter to say quickly!"

"Want to go back?"

"Well." Jun Zi Lin nods. Facing Zhou Jin's direct eyes, she looks down with embarrassment. Somehow, she doesn't dare to look at him.

"I should have protected Xiao diezhou. Unexpectedly, she fell into the hands of Fu Xiangguo." Zhou Jin took back his hand, and his tone was a little remorseful. Jun Zilin came back and shook her head and said, "it's none of your business. Prime Minister Fu should have gone back long ago. It's not the way to live here all the time I should have gone back, too. " Even if you don't go back to Prime Minister Fu's house, you have to go back to the general's house.

"Have you been staying in the palace for some time? Are you reluctant to give up?" Zhou Jin asked again, and his shining eyes flashed the light of dazzling expectation.

Jun Zi Lin lowered her eyes again and said in a small voice, "here is something delicious..."

"What else?" Zhou Jin asked, Jun face slightly disappointed. What she remembered was delicious.

"I..."

Jun Zi Lin bit her lips. Apart from delicious food, can she say she doesn't want him? But Zhou Jin was the Lord, and he didn't have too deep feelings with him. At most, it's difficult for friends to give up. What if he misunderstands it? She doesn't want to be in charge. About looking for her husband, Jun Zilin decided to be cautious. Generally speaking, she didn't know Zhou Jin very well.

Long silence.Zhou Jin pursed her lips, broke the silence for a long time, pointed to her legs, and said, "you said you want to cure my leg, now you can cure it."

"Oh."

Jun Zilin came back and pushed him to the bedroom in the hospital.

When he lay flat on the couch, Jun Zilin felt her legs through her clothes. Small hands inch by inch pinch legs touch bone, found that his bones are extremely intact. The muscles attached to it did not atrophy.

On the whole, he was well maintained at the beginning of his illness.

"Wang Ye still remembers how it caused his legs to be unable to walk?" Jun Zi Lin asked while pressing his slender and strong legs.

Zhou Jin, who was lying, smelled the words, and his ears turned red slightly. He coughed and closed his eyes. Then he opened his eyes, and his deep eyes were full of hot flame, staring at Jun Zilin, "I am..."

"What is it?" Jun Zilin raised her eyes and looked at him. Her eyes were clear and sharp.

Seeing this pair of innocent and beautiful eyes, Zhou Jin wanted to stop talking and blushed. Cough heavily, don't open your face, hum, "forget!"

Did he lose his temper?

Jun Zi Lin picks eyebrows strangely. Does it mean that when his legs are injured, he is doing something difficult and open? What would it be?

After thinking about the general two special situations, Jun Zilin is still unable to draw a conclusion. Even if it is hurt from the cliff, it will not be unable to export. But it's also about who to score with and under what circumstances. What if Zhou Jin only wanted to save himself and ignored others at that critical time? This kind of thing can't be exported naturally.

And like a fall between the bed leg, is directly vetoed by Jun Zilin.

What a tall boat! Can you hurt your leg when you fall down? Not even the waist.

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