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Yue Zi said: "I teach the saint, the sister of the leader."

Lian Yan squeezed the cup tightly, and suddenly relaxed, as if all doubts had been answered, she forced a smile and said, "Thank you for your answer, my lord."

When Yue Zilin saw her like this, he was obviously stuck, and she didn't try to comfort her, because there was nothing to comfort her.

She couldn't tell Lian Ye to let go.

No one can let go.

She will never force others to do things that she can't do herself.

Lian Hua said slowly: "Then why did she pretend to be the oiran?"

Yue Zilin said lightly: "Lord Lian Ye, you have to understand that in this world, there are always people who like to play tricks."

"Like?" She said, her voice was a little strange.

She held a sincere heart, but what she got was just a scam, no matter the scam, she still liked it.

"I've always felt that she has reasons and reasons for doing this." Lian Yan said with difficulty.

"I do have reasons," said a voice, "but no reason."

She came out from the screen, had changed her clothes, her hair was loose behind her.

There is nothing more depressing than this.

Lian Ye stood up, greeted her, and said, "See Mrs. Saintess."

Ling Wuhui sat down straight and said, "I have no reason, do you understand?"

She didn't let Lian Ye sit down, so Lian Ye couldn't sit down.

Ling Wuhui said: "I know you, I don't know if you still remember me. You saved me in Weiyang Mountain back then."

Lian Yan laughed and said, "I don't know that this subordinate has such a relationship with the Holy Maiden."

Ling Wuhui said: "Because you carried me back, my father knew that I was injured, so he specially asked people to investigate where I went. He didn't let me go to Weiyang Mountain, but I went. He whipped me a few times and fined me Kneeling for two hours."

Ling Lin's wife and best friend are buried on Weiyang Mountain, it's nothing, he decided to bury there after a hundred years, until he knew that these three children were all born to his wife and best friend.

It's no wonder that after his death, she didn't think about food and drink, was depressed all day long, and passed away a year later.

No wonder she didn't ask about the afterlife or her children before she died, as long as she buried him opposite him.

Ling Lin didn't know about this at first, but later when he was packing up his wife's belongings, he found the letters, thousands of letters, each of which was written to his friends.

He opened it and found that the truth was far worse than he thought.

They had been in touch, and his so-called friend knew all three children were his.

Ling Lin burned the letter and didn't tell anyone, but after that he forbade the Ling family to go to Weiyang Mountain and not go to worship every year.

Lian Ye still maintained that posture and said nothing.

Ling Wuhui said: "That was the first time I was punished. I cried, but my father ignored me. It was Ling Wuyou and Ling Wuxin who knelt with me, and only knelt for two hours. After I finished kneeling, I couldn't stand. I couldn't stand up. It was snowing outside and it was so cold. I will never forget it in my life."

At that time, she thought, it would be better to let her die outside.

"Afterwards, I was laughed at by those little ones," she refers to her peers, "for months. Whenever they mention it, I can remember how cold it is outside."

This is venting anger, and everyone knows it.

Ling Wuhui just channeled the anger that could not be vented on Ling Lin to Lian Ye.

Lian Ye didn't move and said nothing, she kept smiling like a mask.

"Later we met again, you were gentle and courteous, no matter how you treated your fellow disciples or others." Ling Wuhui said, "At that time, someone compared you to me, saying that you were a prodigy in martial arts, but I was mediocre in martial arts. , Said that there is nothing wrong with you in dealing with people and things, but I behaved weirdly. He also said that I am so arrogant because I have a brother who is the leader. "

"Afterwards, Yue Zilin came, and your limelight was suppressed." Ling Wuhui looked at Yue Zilin, and said with a smile: "It's really strange, it's the same, but I don't hate Yue Zilin at all, you You know, obviously you are also the favored son of heaven, Yue Zi is on the left as an envoy, but you can only be in charge of Nan Suiyun?"

This mask slowly began to crack.

"Why?" she said.

"Because of me," Ling Wuhui said with a smile, "Because I manage things up and down. Even if I am no good, at least I have a brother who is the leader. Someone is willing to give this face."

"Ah, you may think that I am narrow-minded, and that I will take revenge." Ling Wuhui said: "It is true, I am such a woman."

"You're not wrong, you're wrong about too many things."

Ling Wuhui smiled and said: "I sold my body, why do you pity me? I said I want to live a stable life, and you dare to betray the devil's religion. If I said, I want a human heart, would you Dig out your heart and give it to me?"

After a long time, Lian Yan said: "It is the Holy Maiden's order, and my subordinates should go through fire and water, and I will not hesitate to do so."

Ling Wuhui sneered, and said, "Understood? If you understand, get out. I still have something to talk to Yue Zuoshi."

Lian Ye said: "Yes, this subordinate will retire."

Lian Ye went out, closed the door, and straightened her waist.

She had seen that ceremony for too long, and she couldn't stand up.

……

Ling Wuhui casually threw the cup Lian Ye was pouring tea into on the ground, and the flying porcelain splashed to Yue Zilin's feet, making her frown.

Ling Wuhui said: "You think I'm crazy."

Yue Zilin put down the cold teacup and said, "It's extremely boring."

Ling Wuhui smiled and said, "Ah, how can a person like you who manages everything day-to-day know how much time a person with nothing to do all day has time to calculate what others have done and how I should take revenge."

"You are too idle." Yue Zi said.

Ling Wuhui said: "You are the one who does big things, but I am not." She squinted her eyes and smiled, and said, "Do you think Lian Yan has given up his mind?"

Yue Zilin said: "I think she has murderous intentions."

Ling Wuhui repeatedly waved her hands and said, "She won't, she has the softest heart, and I know that." She smiled and said, "Do you think everyone is as ruthless as you?"

There was a hint of hostility in Yue Zilin's eyes, but he didn't make a sound.

Ling Wuhui said: "I ask you, Yue Zilin. If Duan Changge treats you like this, how will you treat it?"

Yue Zilin said: "She won't."

Because Duan Changge doesn't like her, they won't be in that kind of relationship, let alone become like this.

"I mean what if. Everyone knows that Mr. Duan is a real gentleman." Ling Wuhui refused to let go.

Yue Zilin said: "I will kill her."

"What if you are the one who did this? Are you the one who pretended to be false?"

Yue Zi said coldly: "It's impossible."

"Ah, what are you so serious about?" Ling Wuhui pouted.

Yue Zilin didn't even think about it, and said, "Then let her kill me."

"Are you absolutely not going to resist?"

"Of course you have to resist," Yue Zilin said, "She can't beat me."

Ling Wuhui looked at her for a while, then burst out laughing, and said, "Yue Zuo Shi, you are so interesting, really. You are much more interesting than that Lian Ye. If you were the one who bought me back then, say Maybe we are still loving each other now, happy and loving."

It is said that opera singers are ruthless, and she became crazy in acting, even more ruthless than opera singers.

"But if I had been Lian Ye, I wouldn't have bought you back then."

Ling Wuhui rolled onto the bed, staring at the goose-yellow curtain above, laughing endlessly.

Ling Wuhui said: "Yue Zilin, let me tell you, you must never fall in love with a cruel one, it won't lead to good results."

Yue Zilin snorted.

Ling Wuhui continued: "Believe it or not, Duan Busu looks gentle and elegant, but she is actually a master who kills without blood. Now she is as bright and upright as a saint, but let me tell you, that is Duan Wuhui." Sizhi taught well, Duan Sizhi suppressed all the killing in her bones."

"This kind of person, you either don't like it, or if you like it, you will live up to her for the rest of your life."

Seeing that Yue Zilin didn't listen at all, Ling Wuhui sighed and said, "You said it, if you betray her, you let her kill you. Remember to prepare hemostatic medicine when the time comes, so you don't get stabbed to death."

Yue Zilin said: "Do you think I'm you?" She still had a cold look on her brows, "If I do it, I will do it neatly, without leaving any excuses, and I will leave a way out for myself."

"You don't listen to me?" Ling Wuhui said: "You are too conceited. People like you all died by their own hands."

Yue Zilin said lightly: "Whether I will die, how I will die, who killed me, I don't know this, but I know, if you keep talking, you will die."

No one likes others to talk about their own life and death.

Ling Wuhui said: "You tell Lian Yan, don't come here if you have nothing to do, I don't want to see her."

Yue Zilin said: "Understood."

"You go back too." Ling Wuhui said.

She touched her face, didn't wipe anything, it was a little dry.

But she was very satisfied with this play, it was her most satisfying part.

Since the death of her mother, her father's attitude towards her has changed greatly. The person she liked when she was young also died in the frontier.

She likes to see people love her, love to the bone.

Then regeneration ruined this liking.

She tore off the gauze curtain casually, and the soft gauze fell on her face.

"After many years, it should be a good day and a good time. Even if there are thousands of styles, who else can I tell?" She seemed to be singing again, with a lingering tone.

Even if there are thousands of styles... yes, it's a one-off show.

Now, this drama is over.

Ling Wuhui closed her eyes, she was tired and wanted to sleep.

So she fell asleep, and slept soundly.

……

Before going back, Yue Zi sat there for a day.

She is used to being busy, and occasionally feels bored when she is free. There are no books here, but there are a lot of pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

Yue Zilin's excellent painting skills were taught to her by her father himself.

She is especially good at drawing people, both men and women.

She didn't know who to draw, because everyone was a vague shadow.

The living and the dead are all vague shadows.

Among these smoky shadows, there is one person who is distinct and alive.

It was so clear.

She picked up the pen, and the pen fell on the paper, stained with ink.

It was only after the painting that I realized who I was painting.

This person has black hair and white clothes, picturesque eyebrows, gentle and elegant.

As she wrote, it was already dark.

The door rang, and a shadow stood outside the door.

Yue Zilin had a very strange feeling. When she opened the door, Duan Changge was right outside.

This man is dressed in white and has black hair, just like the one in the painting.

When Yue Zilin saw her, he felt for no reason that it was dawn.