King's Feast

Yoshijo's house is unexpectedly clean and tidy.

Shangguan Wan'er stood in the clean and orderly courtyard with no exquisite landscape, her scrutinizing eyes wandered around the simple house.

Shan Tiao, who came out with a tray, looked at Shangguan Wan'er's vigilant look, stunned for a moment, then smiled easily, and took the lead to sit down on the wooden corridor.

"It's not a good place to talk outside, I can only wrong you to sit in my small yard. The room is too small, there is no place to set foot, forgive me."

He handed the rough teacup to Shangguan Wan'er, seeming to contain her hostility: "I don't have anything here, but after walking for so long, drink some water."

Sensing the goodwill from Shan Tiao's fortitude and hard work, Shangguan Wan'er's sharp eyebrows moved slightly, and she also sat on the wooden corridor, took the teacup, and thanked him.

"I haven't heard my king's name for a long time."

Shanjo lowered his head resolutely, rubbing the teacup in his hand: "I even want to avoid thinking about what happened that day. But I'm not a fool. You came to me for only one thing."

He took a deep breath, as if he didn't want to let that word come out of his mouth, but finally made up his mind: "Kagutsu Meteor Crater."

His expression was a little dazed, and there was a trace of sadness mixed with his vicissitudes of life, making one unable to bear to treat him too harshly.

But Shangguan Wan'er was still indifferent, she asked coldly: "You should be able to guess that I came not only for the 'Kagudu Meteor Crater' incident, but also for the former King Qing."

"When the former King Qing died and the former Scarlet King fell from the sword, you were the only one there. According to rumors, you killed the former King Qing with your own hands, preventing the former King Qing from falling into the sword, and at the same time avoiding the death of the two kings. The superimposed amplification reaction caused by the fallen sword indirectly saved the neon."

"What I want to know is all the things that happened at that time, the cause and effect, and the detailed dialogue."

Shan Tiao resolutely showed a cooperative attitude, but did not answer Shangguan Wan'er's questions according to Shangguan Wan'er's wishes.

He said: "I am my king's clan, and Scepter4 is responsible for maintaining order in the city. Speaking of which, I have also seen many scenes of interrogation and trading intelligence. However, whether it is the interrogator, the person being interrogated, or the transaction Both sides of intelligence, ma'am, I've never seen anyone like you."

He smiled helplessly and said, "Who taught you this terrible interrogation technique? It will scare people away."

Shangguan Wan'er sneered: "Skills only take effect, aren't you willing to tell me? It's enough to show that my interrogation skills are fine."

"However," she turned her head to look at Shantiao Gangyi, and asked curiously: "Since you think that I can't get information from my interrogation, why are you willing to tell me?"

The faint smile on Shanjo's resolute face disappeared, and Ben's slightly gentle eyebrows drooped down again.He lowered his head, staring at the swaying water in the teacup in his hand, but even his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "The former King Qing, Yu Zhang Xun, was killed by me."

"I killed the king whom I swore to follow and protect with my life."

"Ma'am, no clan can bear this kind of pain. When my king fell in front of me with blood gushing, I knew that I was an unforgivable sinner."

"but."

Shanjo resolutely licked his chapped lips: "The next Qing King is about to be elected, and the current Red King is following the old path of the previous Red King. I don't want any other clan to bear such painful sins as me."

The cool wind rolled up close to the ground, bringing a trace of rain moisture.

One of his empty sleeves fluttered in the wind.

Shangguan Wan'er looked down at the sleeve, but there was no emotion in her eyes.

Shanjo blinked his eyes resolutely, raised his head, and tried hard to hold back the uncontrollable tears back into his eyes.

"I..." His voice trembled until it broke.

But he shook his lips, still trying to calm down his emotions: "When you talked to me, I knew that you and I are the same person—we are both, the pitiful man who lost the king he loyally followed. people."

Shangguan Wan'er's body stiffened suddenly, she turned her head to look at Shantiao Gangyi.In those eyes, the light was flustered, as if the wound that he least wanted to be seen had been pierced.

Shan Tiao's resolute words were like a fatal blow. In an instant, it seemed that all the strength was taken away from Shangguan Wan'er's body.

She bent down dejectedly, covering her face with her hands.

Silence spread.

From a distance, the two people sitting side by side on the wooden corridor look like loyal dogs abandoned by their owners.

The world is big, but there is nothing to look forward to.

……

Zenjo resolutely and indifferently drank up the cold water in the glass.

He looked at the splash of water on the ground and realized that it was raining.

He couldn't help thinking of Shangguan Wan'er's resolute figure when she left.

"However, I am luckier than you. I am kind and resolute. I got a second chance to serve my Majesty. Therefore, I will never let up in the slightest! After I wake up from the coldness of death, I am surrounded by His Majesty's glory. The moment it was shrouded, I swore: This time, I will never, never lose my majesty again!"

"I will never allow anyone to hurt my majesty! Your majesty's wish, your majesty's safety... Even if my body is to be used as the cornerstone and city wall, I will defend it to the death!!"

Shangguan Wan'er announced loudly when she left, as if it was still lingering in her ears.

Zenjo smiled resolutely.

"Then, please protect your king, Shangguan."

"Don't be like me..."

·

Wu Zhao did not escape Xueran Juli's 'chasing' in the end.

Xueran Juli is a good child, she will never disturb Wu Zhao's gathering with her friends.So after she handed over the club application form to Wu Zhao, she left Barbara.

Then wait at the entrance of Academy Island.

Wu Zhao just appeared in the hall at the entrance of Academy Island, and was immediately spotted by Yukino Juli, who had been waiting for a long time.

"Student Wu Zhao!"

Yukino Juli rushed towards Wu Zhao with bright eyes: "Let's continue to visit the clubs! There are so many clubs, there will always be one that suits you!"

Wu Zhao, who was embraced by Xueran Juli, and even his arms were imprisoned/confined/held by this soft/soft embrace, gave up struggling.

She sighed helplessly and tolerantly: "Let's go."

"As for clubs... Forget it, let's see fate."

When Wu Zhao was away, he finally seized the time to deal with the first round of data sorting for Qingya, and immediately rushed back from the Colorless King.

However, when he excitedly rushed into Wu Zhao's apartment, he was disappointed to find that Wu Zhao had not returned.

Qing Ya sobbed for a while, feeling that he was extremely pitiful - he hurried back to show off to his majesty the culinary skills he finally managed, intending to avenge his shame!

During the few days at the Colorless King's place, Yatogami Gorou was responsible for the meals of several people.

Qing Ya was surprised to find that although this young man looked like a cold and vigilant black dog, he was unexpectedly good at cooking. Even if he tried the dishes of Gou Lang overnight, he still had to be convinced Say a word: delicious.

Therefore, Qing Ya happily used all the fragmented time in the finishing work to persistently "harass" Yatogami Kuro.

Every time he was cooking, serving refreshments to the Colorless King, being alone in the house, collecting or processing ingredients... Qing Ya would secretly stick out half of his head from behind the wall, Watch his every move, and in this way, try to decipher the secret of his delicious cooking.

But this is cruel/torture for Yatogami Gorou.

The vigilant teenager always feels that there is a pair of eyes watching him behind him, whether it is the wilderness and deep mountains, or a courtyard house.But when he suddenly drew his knife and turned around to look, there was only an empty space behind him.

Spiritual practitioners have the same power with nature, which determines that they will be easier to hide their body shape and breath.Especially when Aoya's power is stronger than that of Yatogami Kuro, the poor boy will not be able to discover the truth.

The number of times increased, and the boy threw himself into the arms of the colorless king with tears in his eyes, and asked his king in tears: "Are there ghosts here?"

The Colorless King let out a rare laugh.

Then he pointed to Aoya who was sitting in the opposite reference room, trying to sort out the materials, and blinked at Yatogami Kuro.

Yatogami Kuro immediately understood what was going on.

He ran to Qing Ya angrily and questioned Qing Ya's motives and conspiracy for following him.

However, when the young man learned that Qing Ya was just learning to cook secretly, he froze.

"Since you want to learn cooking skills, why don't you stand next to me and learn while I'm cooking? Even if you follow me wherever I go, it's useless!"

Yatogami Gorou growled and asked.

In this way, Aoya happily obtained the best position next to Yatogami Kuro.

But Yatogami Kuro was forced to cook hundreds of times, spending almost all his time in the kitchen.

Finally, when Qingya finally finished the first round of work and learned cooking skills, Yadao Shengoulang sent him away with tears in his eyes.

The boy shouted from his soul: "Let's go! No need to come back!"

——However, Qing Ya felt that this was a manifestation of Ye Dao Shen Gou Langai's difficulty in speaking, so he deliberately spoke ironically.

The smug Qing Ya was not overwhelmed by the fact that Wu Zhao was not in the apartment. He was holding an apron and confidently thinking about what dishes to cook.

The sound of raindrops falling from the balcony.

Qing Ya looked up and ran over to close the glass door.

Then he found that Shangguan Wan'er was standing on the balcony with her head down.

"Lord Shangguan?" Qing Ya asked in surprise, "Why are you back? Didn't you go to see Shan Tiao Gang Yi? Well, could it be that you got the information so soon?"

Shangguan Wan'er lowered her eyes halfway, behind her was the gradually dense rain curtain, but her voice was colder than the rain.

"I won't agree with your plan, Qing Ya. When His Majesty comes back, I will speak to His Majesty."

Qingya was stunned, and then he asked back in disbelief: "Since you have seen Shantiao Gangyi, you should know how valuable he is! If he helps us, many things will be smoother and faster. "

"What's going on with you? What the hell happened! You clearly approved of this plan before you saw Shantiao's resoluteness."

Shangguan Wan'er's tone was cold: "I now think that this plan is not appropriate. As His Majesty's subject, I have the duty to speak to His Majesty."

Qing Ya frowned, and he began to be irritated by Shangguan Wan'er's strong refusal without explaining the reason.

"But Lord Shangguan, I am also His Majesty's subject. With all due respect, compared to your duty of protecting His Majesty's safety, I am the one who handles all of His Majesty's mundane affairs!"

"It's my duty to formulate plans, advance plans, and remove obstacles on His Majesty's path!! Lord Shangguan, please don't interfere with my scope of work!"

The pitch raised unconsciously, and Qing Ya didn't realize what he had done until he almost yelled out the last syllable.

Panting/panting/roughly breathing, he took two steps back, scratched his hair irritably, and planned to turn around and continue into the kitchen to start cooking ingredients.

"Forget it, I will explain the analysis of benefits and benefits to His Majesty. As for the final decision, I will leave it to His Majesty."

But Shangguan Wan'er obviously didn't want to end the discussion like this.

Her hand, which had been blocked by her sleeve, was clenched into a fist, and every word Qing Ya said made her angry.The clenched fingers squeezed against each other, making a toothache "creaking" sound.

Finally, at the moment when Qing Ya turned around, Shangguan Wan'er couldn't bear it anymore and slammed her fist on the glass door beside her.

"Whoa-!"

The glass shattered and scattered all over the ground.

Qing Ya turned around vigilantly.

Shangguan Wan'er's eyes were gloomy, almost black: "What do you think you are!"

Qing Ya was shocked.

But Shangguan Wan'er's merciless accusations continued.

"You are just a spiritual cultivator who can be transformed into poetry because of His Majesty's broad-mindedness. Even if you are able to follow His Majesty's side because of His Majesty's kindness, do you think you are His Majesty's courtier? No, you are not !!"

"You think you know His Majesty, but when you took shape, His Majesty had been dead for thousands of years! And you, you have never even had the experience of being a human being! Your understanding of Your Majesty is just relying on those absurd and hypocritical It’s just a history book! How sad, Qing Ya, you can only get a glimpse of His Majesty’s demeanor through the occasional fragments of reality!”

Shangguan Wan'er sneered.

She stepped on shards of glass, walked into the apartment slowly and aggressively, questioning and accusing layer upon layer, pressing towards Qingya step by step.

"But I'm not such a pathetic existence, Qingya."

Shangguan Wan'er shook her head, her compassionate tone revealed a strange sense of pride.

"I am a heroic spirit, and I am His Majesty's servant. I have served His Majesty before His Majesty was alive! I have personally watched His Majesty establish a great cause!"

"I have witnessed the prosperity and prosperity of His Majesty, All Nations come to court, and the overlord of the four seas!"

"I have touched His Majesty's infinite glory and peerless demeanor!"

"In the biography of His Majesty, even my name will be left. But what about you? Qing Ya, in the poems and history books praising Your Majesty, does your name appear in even an inconspicuous corner?"

Qingya retreated step by step, but Shangguan Wan'er approached step by step.

Every accusation is like a hammer, hitting Qing Ya's heart.The dull pain was dull, but he couldn't refute it.

Because what Shangguan Wan'er said was correct, he had never witnessed the glory of Her Majesty the Empress with his own eyes.

but.

"Yes, I did not participate in His Majesty's lifetime, I did not serve His Majesty all the time, and assisted His Majesty in creating a prosperous world!"

Qing Ya suddenly raised her head and roared at Shangguan Wan'er: "But, if I were there, in the Shangyang Palace thousands of years ago! I will absolutely, definitely not screw up His Majesty's will! I will never let His Majesty's peace Princess, died tragically by the rebels!"

"Shangguan Wan'er, His Majesty did not pursue it because of His kindness. But that doesn't mean your mistakes can be forgiven!!"

Shangguan Wan'er was stunned.

She stood there stiffly, like a lifeless statue.

At that moment, all the words and actions that were astonishing in momentum disappeared completely.

It was like a balloon that was inflated to the limit but was punctured, deflated quickly and hastily.

Shangguan Wan'er lowered her head dejectedly, her hair fell down, covering her eyes.

Qing Ya, who was forced to release all her anger, was panting heavily, with a buzzing sound in her head.

When Qing Ya's mood finally subsided, he saw Shangguan Wan'er, who was still awe-inspiring just a moment ago, seemed to have lost her light at this moment.

Across the wall, Wu Zhao put his hands in his pockets and half leaned on the wall of the corridor.

I don't know how long I've been listening to it.

—Probably, been here since before the quarrel broke out, and then heard everything?

The two people in the apartment were still unaware.

Qing Ya finally remembered what he said just now.

He pursed his lips in frustration, but he didn't know what to say to save the current situation.

Shangguan Wan'er struggled to clenched her hands hanging by her sides.

Qing Ya turned her head reflexively, thinking that Shangguan Wan'er, who was scarred by her attack, was extremely angry and wanted to punch herself.

—Let her fight.Who let himself say the wrong thing?Ah... I am such a bastard who attacks other people's pain points.

Qing Ya thought this way in a self-defeating manner, and closed her eyes.

But the punch didn't land for a long time.

Qing Ya opened his eyes suspiciously and looked over.

She saw Shangguan Wan'er standing there, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, as if she was enduring great pain.

Obviously she still had that indifferent look that no strangers should approach, her expressionless face was as cold as usual.

However, it is inexplicably like a kitten abandoned by its owner in the rainy field.

The icy rain dampened her fur, and her body temperature gradually dropped.She is still too young to understand that her master has abandoned her, and in the strange wilderness, she still expects her master to come back and take her home.

Helplessly, she meowed for help with her thin/tender voice, hoping that her master would turn around and take a look at her, hold her tenderly in his arms, let her lean on that reliable chest, and dry her fur. Warm her frozen body so that she can become a cute cat again under the palm of her owner.

But no one will come.

No one will come again.

The wayward empress, Her Majesty, left everything behind and went on a journey to death alone.She didn't even turn around to take a look at her subjects who were crying all over the floor.

No matter if they begged and prayed, His Majesty would leave without hesitation.

Don't even want to take anyone with you.

"I have lost my sire."

Shangguan Wan'er muttered in a daze.

An inextricably thick sadness rose up, enveloping her heavily.

Can't escape.

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