Embers

Yi Huaizhi's departure didn't seem to have any impact on Ember.He is still busy, still silent, many times Li Mei looks at him, not knowing what he is thinking.

And at the end of the year, Ember started to plan another thing.

Another thing that almost no one can do.

It was the agreement he had made with Fu Yan: to assassinate the emperor.

Regarding the unification of the rivers and lakes, the imperial court has not acted for a long time, and this matter has been lingering in Ember's mind for a long time.After thinking about it, he repaired a letter and sent it to the palace.

In a few days, Fu Yan replied to the letter and wrote three pages eloquently, most of which were expressing his longing for Ember.

Ember frowned, skipped it directly, and looked at the most critical part.

It turned out that the imperial court had been concerned about it as early as when Ember broke through the Yanshan faction, but another incident happened at that time, and it has been suppressing this incident.

Fu Yan didn't explain the specifics, but Yu Jin probably had a good idea, it must be an internal matter of the royal family.

And now, that matter still seems to have not subsided.

Regarding the assassination, Ember's premise was very cryptic, only saying "promise", but Fu Yan's reply was even more evasive. If Ember hadn't talked to him earlier, she would definitely have thought it was just a letter to reminisce with an old friend .

It seems that Fu Yan's situation is very delicate.

Not even a single letter has to be checked before it can be delivered.

Ember tapped the table lightly with her knuckles, lost in thought.

Fu Yan, I haven't seen him for many years.

After the new year, Ember is going to go to the capital.

Assassinating the emperor is very dangerous. He is the leader of the Demon Cult, and he could have sent Mo Sui, who is better at assassination, but after all, he had promised Fu Yan that the emperor must die by his hands in the end, and Ember has always been a man of words. A person who must go out.

This matter can only succeed and not fail.

Once he failed, he would either be stabbed to death by the random arrows of the [-] Imperial Forest Army, or he would survive and be discovered by the imperial court, who would directly use this reason to raze the Demon Cult to the ground.

And if the assassination is successful, how to get out is another problem.

After deducing it several times, he finally decided on the plan, handed over the educational affairs to Mo Yuan, and set off on the road with only one Mo Sui.

The capital is in the north, not far from the Devil's Cult, and it took five days to get there by carriage.

The two of them found an inn to stay at that night when they arrived. This matter should not be rushed, but a long-term plan must be considered.

Before going to bed, Ember held Jieyoujian in her arms and stroked it for a long time, her eyes were downcast and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Are you afraid?" Mo Sui's emotionless voice sounded from the beam.

Ember didn't move, just said: "If something happens to me this time, the Demon Cult will be handed over to Mo Yuan, and tell the court that this assassin is called Ye Yichuan, and he will take money from people, don't mention the Demon Cult."

Mo Sui paused.

"You're not sure either?"

"I am not a goddess."

After Ember finished speaking, she blew out the lamp and fell asleep with her sword on her head.

Whether it's the 780 law or the unification of the rivers and lakes, all the almost impossible things he has done are just done.

He is just an ordinary person.

Mo Sui opened his eyes in the dark, and quietly made a decision.

In fact, the method that Ember thought of was not a very good method.

But if you want to get out of the assassination, you have to use this method.

Because he didn't have the conditions to die in a fair manner, as he planned, even if he was ready to die, he could only be "Ye Yichuan", and Mo Yuan would become "embers" in the future.

"You must be careful with this medicine," Mo Yuan repeatedly told him when handing the box to him, "You also saw the situation with that student of the Tsinghua School last time, it was really thorough, if someone wants to treat it during that time If you are not good, you will die."

Ember nodded slightly, and put the box into her arms.

And now, he was holding the box in his hands and playing with it.

Mo Sui is dyeing his hair.

Strands of white hair turned into blue silk again, and Ember looked at herself in the mirror with deep eyes.

Then, disguise.

Not long after everything was dealt with, Ember looked at the strange face in the mirror, his eyes were heavy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It was a very pretty face.

In fact, it is not as good-looking as Ember's original face, but it is better in being feminine and delicate.

With his plain white clothes, his hair tied up with jade hairpins, and his cold eyes, he looks like a lonely and elegant fox.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Don't talk too much.

Ember let out a "hmm", but couldn't hear any emotion.

Only he and Mo Sui knew about this plan.

The emperor is old, but he still has a well-known hobby.

lustful.

Both men and women love it.

Men, on the other hand, like this kind of cool and feminine.

Seeing the calmness and indifference in his eyes, even Mo Sui clenched his fists calmly.

How could he be willing to do such a thing?

However, he really did such a thing.

If it wasn't for the Devil's Cult, he definitely wouldn't have to do this.

Mo Sui continued to inquire for three days, and finally brought a definite news, a lyre, and a luthier who was captured.

"Teach him." Mo Sui finished briefly, and drew out his sword across the luthier's neck.

The old luthier was trembling, looking at the feminine and beautiful but icy man opposite him, he began to talk about the rhythm with a trembling voice.

In the past, Ye Bozhou's piano skills were extremely poor, so Yu Jin never learned how to play the piano. Li Mei was good at playing the piano, but he never thought of learning it.After all, there is no one who can make him play the piano willingly.

But now, he listens carefully, and he has learned several tunes in just one day.

Even the threatened luthier couldn't help but praise him for his extraordinary talent, and he has never seen anyone who can learn so fast.

Ember pondered for a moment, raised her hand to cover the strings of the zither, and the tinkling sound of the zither poured out, like the cold water of a high mountain, gloomy and cold.

Mo Sui Ting didn't quite understand, but the luthier was already in tears.

It was obviously a cheerful piece, but when this person played it, he cried out blood, with unspeakable sorrow.

He couldn't help but look up at him.

Ember kept her eyes closed all the time, without a trace of expression on her face, showing no trace of grief.

But his piano sound is so heavy.

When it was completely dark, Mo Sui gave the old luthier a silver ingot and threw him out of the inn.Ember, on the other hand, carried the lyre into the carriage.

The carriage drove all the way to an exquisite pavilion and stopped.

The largest and most prosperous brothel in the capital, Fengyue Pavilion.

Ember got out of the car slowly, with no sadness or joy on her face, and her white clothes fluttered gently with the night wind.

"We have no shortage of luthiers here."

Bustard looked at Ember's stunning appearance with some regret.

"Don't worry, let my son perform a show first, what are you deciding?"

Mo Sui seemed to be a different person at this moment, his tone was eager and flattering, just like any servant.

The bustard hesitated for a moment, but nodded.

Ember knelt down on the couch, placed the qin on the table, raised her hand and began to play the qin.

Impeccable sound.

Every sound, every emotion is just right, in line with the artistic conception of the song.

Other than that, nothing else.

He lowered his head slightly, squinted his eyes, seemed to be intoxicated, seemed to be confused, his movements were neat and clean without losing the flow, and the white clothes were elegant, coupled with the sound of the piano, it only made people feel like they were in a fairyland.

At this point, the bustard mother has no possibility of refusing.

Ember put down the piano, bent slightly and saluted.

Not long after, the original luthier was replaced, and Ember appeared.

The moment he saw him clearly, both the boss and the client stopped breathing.

Demon?Fairy?Or a ghost?

In short, it can't be a human being, how can a human being look like this?With a face that can overwhelm the country and the city, coupled with an unusual reticence and nobleness, just one glance is enough to cause trouble for all beings.

Also shocked was a man in his 50s who lived in the private room on the second floor.

"Who is he?"

The entourage next to him whispered: "It's the new luthier who arrived today, named Ye Yichuan."

"Ye Yichuan..." The man murmured the name in a low voice, the amazement in his eyes never faded.

"Look up this person."

"Yes!"

And at this moment, Ember, who was playing the piano, raised her eyes inadvertently, and just looked at this side, her eyes were cold and deep.

It was a look that a man had never seen in the eyes of those around him.

He took a light breath, but couldn't help showing an obsessed smile.

Ember met his eyes, had a panoramic view of his expression, and looked away in an instant, but his subordinate pretended to play a wrong note inadvertently.

The man paused slightly, only feeling itchy.

After only playing one song, Ember left the stage in a hurry.

The night was like water, he stood silently before the steps, his expression blurred.

Behind him, footsteps sounded quietly.

"Why do you stand here alone?"

A husky male voice.

Ember's voice was cold and clear: "Lonely."

The man strolled to his side, and looked into the distance together with him.

"Oh? Why are you lonely?"

Ember lowered her eyes and said, "Because no one can understand my piano sound."

The man was slightly surprised: "Why did you say that?"

Ember glanced at him, and said coldly: "The people I mentioned may include Your Excellency."

The man smiled instead of anger: "Is that the piece you played just now?"

Ember said: "No, what I played just now was just to cater to the guests and earn some meager remuneration, but the piece I really want to play is in my heart, and no one listens to it."

The man said patiently: "I have also listened to many kinds of music, and I know a little about the rhythm. If you play and listen to me, maybe you and I can become friends."

Ember tilted her head slightly, and on the roof not far away, there were at least eight masters secretly protecting her.

There was also a hesitant look on his face.

The man turned his gaze around his face, and hummed a melody casually.

Ember raised her eyebrows, looking secretly surprised.

The man smiled slightly: "I made this piece myself, what do you think?"

Ember stared at him fixedly, after a while, put down the piano and began to play.

This song is sad and sad, but it hides more painful despair and boundless loneliness.

The man was shocked when he heard it, he even forgot to look at his face, and was absorbed in the song.

Ember raised his eyes, and the man's eyes turned red as expected.

The leader of the devil's religion, once the son of heaven, to some extent, they are equally lonely.

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry everyone, I might have to break my promise... This semester's course schedule is too tight, and I plan to take the CET-[-] exam, so I'm under a lot of pressure, and it's hard to write two articles at the same time... Sayuri may have to write after the end of Ember's Pass up.But the day of the embers will not be broken!

In the end, roll around and show cuteness as usual, please comment and collect~

Actually, I really want a long review......