Chapter 3310: The God in My Heart: The Princess’s Yandere Musician (61)

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At first, he didn't understand. Everyone in Jin Mansion rejected him. No one would ever remember him at such a time, as if Jin Yao should never have existed.

Later he understood.

It's just that I have never been fond of this lively and noisy festival that symbolizes reunion, happiness, and has never cared about it.

He never thought about it.

One day, a person like me, who is trapped in the darkness, with weak emotions and rotten in the abyss, will want to crawl out of the abyss for a person, want to get closer to the light, want to carefully disguise the appearance of always being clean, and accompany him. She stayed up late together and celebrated the New Year together.

New Year's Eve.

The last day of the year.

Jin Yao cooked dumplings for the princess with his own hands and stayed with her to watch the new year.

Just after midnight, it’s New Year.

"Your Highness." Jin Yao leaned close to the princess's ear and whispered in a low voice: "Happy New Year."

On the city wall that day,

He promised the princess.

I will stand in front of her and congratulate her personally.

promised her,

No matter life or death, he will never break his promise.

"Happy New Year." Ranbai smiled: "Sir."

She rested her forehead lazily and looked at Jin Yao: "Master, do you have any wishes for the new year?"

"Yes." The young man nodded in agreement without hesitation, but said nothing more.

Ranbai never asked again.

Jin Yao once had no desires or pursuits. He thought that the world would be like this, desolate and dead, with no grass growing.

Until the princess appears.

Just one glance.

Only one side of the heart.

The cold winter melts away, and the dead wood becomes spring.

His original New Year's wish was that His Highness would always be his.

forever.

It's just that he has a more important wish.

Don't be too greedy, otherwise it won't be effective.

So he only promised one.

The night is dark and the stars are cold.

When the cold wind howled, white snow flew in the courtyard, covering every red tile. Snowflakes piled on the pear branches, crumbling.

The young man looked at the princess, his breath brushed across her ears, and the fragrance of pear blossoms lingered. When the wind and snow fell, he murmured: "No matter when, your highness, please believe. I will always be your highness's Jinyao."

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The joy of the New Year coincided with the return from victory. Most of the banquets in the palace were dedicated to celebrating the New Year and celebrating success.

that day,

The heavy snow has just stopped, and everyone is celebrating.

In the palace,

The white snow still cannot cover up the bright yellow glazed tiles, as if it can never cover up all the darkness and mud in the palace.

In the main hall,

The sound of silk and bamboo can be heard endlessly, and the singing and dancing are peaceful and magnificent.

The young general was dressed in snow clothes, aloof and indifferent, and felt inaccessible.

The emperor discussed meritorious deeds and rewarded him, and took a few more glances at the slender young man on the lower left.

The main contributor to Guzheng's victory this time.

only……

This Jin Yao seemed to have some relationship with Ning Bai before.

Thinking of this,

The emperor frowned subconsciously, coughed several times, his voice was a little hoarse, and the black and blue at the corners of his eyes were too thick to ignore.

Jin Yao didn't care about other things, but his eyes fell on the princess opposite him without blinking, and the corners of his lips curved slightly in an imperceptible arc.

Jin Zhong didn't expect it anyway.

The bastard whom he usually looked down upon the most and even expelled from his family could one day do such a thing!

In the end, his face darkened, and there was no joy at all. He was thinking in his heart about how to maximize his benefits at this moment.

Palace banquet.

It's nothing more than a reward and compliment conversation.

Jin Yao was not interested in this. After the discussion of merit and rewards, the young man stood up from his seat and walked out of the hall.

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Jinzhong pondered for a moment and walked out later.

The young man had just left the hall, and the chill of the night came with the sound of wind. He lowered his eyebrows and patted the snow-white sleeves indifferently with his long fingers.

I only heard someone calling Jinyao behind me.

who is it.

He knows it very well.

The young man turned his back to Jin Zhong and stood facing the wind. He was tall and tall, with a delicate and cold face. The dim night had hidden his profile, and half of his thin lips seemed to be curved in the darkness, making it creepy for no reason.

Jin Zhong took a few steps forward and stopped in front of Jin Yao. His eyes were indescribably complicated, and finally he sighed deeply.

"When I see my father, I don't even say hello."

The attitude has obviously softened and regressed.

The young general's expression was calm and cold, and his voice was three points colder than on this winter night: "Prime Minister, what's the matter?"

Jin Zhong paused, a little surprised.

He had already given Jin Yao face, so Jin Yao just didn't want to go down the steps, but he dared to give him face.

I really thought who I was.

Without the support of his family, how long did Jinyao think he could go!

But now that Jin Yao has become famous in one battle and is in the limelight, Jin Zhong is not so stupid to argue with Jin Yao at this time. He just calmed down and said, "When did you learn the art of war? Why didn't I know."

"I don't care about Jin Yao's affairs." The young man pushed back coldly.

Jin Zhong frowned imperceptibly, "No matter what, you are also a child of my Jin family, so..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

"Prime Minister." The young man Feng Qingyun interrupted calmly, his dark eyes without any light source appearing even deeper, "Jin Yao has a big gift for the Prime Minister."

Jin Zhong was stunned for a moment, a little incredulous.

Can Jin Yao still give him a gift? What can I give?

"I wish Prime Minister a happy New Year and all the best." Jin Yao stood in the wind and snow, aloof and indifferent, and held his hands to Jin Zhong. His words were indeed blessings, but they did not contain any emotion: "Prime Minister, please accept this great gift. "

Jinzhong didn't have time to respond and didn't ask anything.

The young man nodded slightly and turned to leave.

Jin Zhong stood there, and for some reason, he felt a bad premonition lingering in his heart for a long time.

Hua Qi came from behind, looked at Jin Yao's back, stood next to the Prime Minister, and said with a cold tone: "Jin Yao is not an easy person to control. Prime Minister, it's better not to put your mind on him."

After being almost killed by Jin Yao that time, Hua Qi decided to change her strategy.

Only by making yourself strong first can you take advantage of others by force.

So he chose to help the prince's faction ascend the throne

Once the princess loses, she has no choice.

Then it will be much easier for him to conquer.

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Not long after Jin Yao walked out, he noticed another person following him.

The young man stopped.

Let out a light chuckle.

how.

Can he clash with the Jin family today?

The young man's eyebrows were cold, and there was a vague sick feeling of boredom and coldness in his eyes, which were so dark that no light could be seen.

When Lin Jiayun saw Jin Yao stopped in place, she knew that she must have been caught following him secretly.

Her heart panicked, she jumped suddenly, and she tried her best to suppress her emotions and walked out step by step.

"Jin, Jinyao..." Lin Jiayun looked at the young man's Qingjuan eyebrows, which gradually overlapped with those in his memory. Her eyes could not help but turn red, and her voice could not control her trembling.

All these years.

She had never looked at the child.

But I never thought...

"Mrs. Lin."