Chapter 1270 I Want to Hold Her in My Arms and Comfort Her...

Now that she finally had another chance, she naturally didn't want to miss it. Like Ning Xuemo, she threw herself into Shen Jiuli's arms and acted like a baby... In that way, Jiuli will definitely fall in love with her gradually...

"Ah!" Yun Xi flew out.

Yunxi thought that Shen Jiuli would hug her to comfort her, but she never expected that Shen Jiuli would directly shake her away.

She flew backwards and was about to hit the ground. With a flick of Shen Jiuli's sleeve, Yun Xi was thrown onto the chair not so gently.

"Jiuli..." Yun Xi really wanted to cry this time.

She looked at Shen Jiuli tearfully, her expression was full of grievances.

Such a charming and beautiful woman cried so pear blossoms and rain, if it were other people, they would feel pity and want to hold her in their arms to comfort her...

But Shen Jiuli just glanced at her indifferently, his long eyebrows were slightly drawn, and his voice was like flowing water: "have a good rest." He didn't look at her again, and drifted away.

Yun Xi: "..."

She bit her lip, her eyes were full of unwillingness, but she didn't dare to chase him out, so she had to give up.

Shen Jiuli returned to the main hall, and after standing still for a while, he sat down silently to play chess from Gu Zi.

Suddenly a clear voice came from outside the hall: "Master, disciple Yelu Jingan is asking to see you."

"Come in." A faint voice came from inside the hall.

When Yelu Jingan came in, she saw such a scene.

In the hall, the fragrance of tea is wafting, and Shen Jiuli is holding a chess piece for a long time, looking at his expression, he seems to be thinking about something...

Yelu Jing'an didn't dare to guess why his master was distracted, he saluted respectfully: "Master."

There was no reply for a long time, so Yelu Jing'an could only bow and wait quietly. After a while, he heard a "pop", and he knew that the master's son had finally fallen...

Shen Jiuli's indifferent voice came: "Get up, what's the matter?" Without even looking at him, he picked up another chess piece.

Yelu Jing'an replied respectfully: "Master, this disciple wants to go to Prince Ming's Mansion."

Shen Jiuli finally raised his eyes: "What's the matter?"

Yelujing felt a little strange in her heart. In the past, the master would give leave happily and didn't ask them about the personal affairs of these disciples. Why did he suddenly become interested this time?

But he still replied respectfully: "Ming Palace invites disciple to preside over the wedding of Xi Jue Shizi, disciple..."

The chess piece in Shen Jiuli's hand fell unexpectedly, but he didn't take it into account at all, and finally there was a slight fluctuation in his usual calm tone: "What?"

Yelu Jing'an looked at the falling chess piece, his heart moved, he raised his eyes slightly, and repeated quietly: "Ming Palace invites disciples to preside over the wedding of Xi Jue Shizi."

After thinking about it, he added, "If the master disagrees, the disciple will properly refuse."

After a while, Yelu Jingan heard Shen Jiuli's voice: "Go."

Yelu Jing'an retreated respectfully.

Shen Jiuli subconsciously wanted to continue playing chess, picked up a chess piece, and when he was about to drop the chess piece, he suddenly found that the chess piece he accidentally dropped just now had blocked his life gate.

Shen Jiuli: "..."

He sat there quietly, motionless.

After a cup of tea, Shen Jiuli flicked his sleeves, and countless chess pieces fell to the ground. He didn't even look at those chess pieces, his figure flashed and flew out in a flash of white light.

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Ming Palace.

There is joyful red everywhere, and the dragon and phoenix red candles in the hall are burning high, which is extremely festive.