The Prince and the Demon Monk [Rebirth]

When Yi Nian said this, he was asking Liang Cheng for a promise that no matter what Yi Nian's background, Liang Cheng would never leave.

The bright moon and the clear waves, the sound of the flute and the shadow of the lamp, Yi Nian stared at Liang Cheng, the corners of his eyebrows were full of warmth and sweetness, and there was a hint of hidden expectation. At the end, he has a pair of eyebrows that look like sharp swords out of their sheaths, and the ends are formed like waves of ink, as if white cranes spread their wings and fly into the temples, indescribably chic and freehand, but at this moment they are tainted with a trace of melancholy.

Liang Cheng smoothed Yi Nian's brow carefully, and many pictures since the two met each other flashed in his mind.

In Mingguang Temple, Yi Nian once said to him, now you treat me very well, brother, I am afraid that one day you will abandon me and ignore me.

The senior brother must have some unspeakable difficulties, and this difficulty is likely to be related to him, and even he cannot accept it, so the senior brother is so hesitant.

Does he want to listen? If he can't accept it after listening, is he really going to leave? If he doesn't listen, won't there be a block in his heart?

With many guesses in his mind, Liang Cheng thought to himself, what kind of life experience could he have, which he can't let go of no matter what?

However, at the thought of being strangers to Yi Nian from now on, Liang Cheng felt like being hit in the heart, and his whole body fell into the icy lake, his limbs became stiff, and his blood seemed to be frozen.

"Senior brother," Liang Cheng said slowly, with a sure look on his face, "You will get your wish."

Yi Nian held Liang Cheng's hand, starlight seemed to shine into his eyes, "Junior brother, you are so kind."

"It's not convenient to say here, let's go back first."

After the two of them went back, it was already the time of Hai, the bells were set, the music and music were scattered, the moon was bright and the lights were sparse, and the night was quiet and deep.

Yi Nian made a fool of herself and asked Liang Cheng to wash up first. The two of them were only wearing middle clothes with a blouse on top and their hair down. They sat face to face on the couch. Dressed like this, in case Liang Cheng couldn't accept it for a while, Unable to leave immediately.

"That person just now is the master of the Jingshui sect, who cultivates the mind. The Jingshui sect has been established for a hundred years. The first generation suzerain, Mei Jishuang, was hurt by love. He destroyed love and eliminated love. He created the Bingxinxue formula and the love silk sword technique. For the love silk swordsmanship, it is taken from "swinging the sword to cut the love thread". The sect accepts all the sad women in the world, and the head of the Mei sect vows not to marry for life. After that, a rule is derived, but the head of the Jingshui sect is not allowed to marry. The situation changes at any time, and the disciples in the sect also They are no longer sad women, some are abandoned babies, some are collected from the people, and some are from some aristocratic families or even officials' families. When they reach the age, whether they are willing to marry or not depends on their own wishes, but only the patriarch does not marry. , and continues to this day.”

Liang Cheng listened quietly, and already had a guess in his heart, and sure enough, he only listened to it and said: "Just now the suzerain master is my biological mother."

"Xiu Shuxin was originally the eldest disciple of the suzerain of the Jingshui Sect. After she was pregnant with me, she should not have taken over the suzerain position. But in order to get revenge, she needs some power in her hands, and she also needs me, a posthumous child, to rectify her name, so she gave birth to me. I will raise him in another villa, and then go back to succeed the throne."

"Revenge?" Liang Cheng was puzzled.

Yi Nian's expression was calm, as if he was talking about something unrelated to him, "My father's family was slaughtered, the enemy's family is powerful, and the Jingshui sect is not enough to contend. Xiu Shuxin later contacted my father's old department and has been secretly planning for many years."

"Junior Brother, have you heard of the Unshi Pavilion?" Yi Nian asked.

Liang Cheng shook his head, he didn't know much about Jianghu, just like Jingshuizong, this was the first time he heard about it.

One thought: "20 years ago, my father's old department established the Bushi Pavilion, specializing in information trading and murder transactions. Later, Xiu Shuxin contacted the Bushi Pavilion for a revenge. In these years, many rumors about the enemy have spread among the people. They released it in order to shake the enemy's position."

"However," a sarcasm flashed in Yi Nian's eyes, "When I was five years old, because I didn't want to be manipulated by others, I was used as a tool of revenge all my life, so I escaped from Bie Zhuang."

Liang Cheng's heart tightened. How could a five-year-old child survive outside alone?

Yi Nian saw his distress, stroked Liang Cheng's hair, and said with a smile: "It's also my luck. Not long after I escaped, I met my teacher. I became a monk with my teacher. My teacher's whereabouts are uncertain. Xiu Shu Xinhe Bushige never found me."

"Later, my teacher died for me, and Xiu Shuxin found me again. He pressed me in another village and sent people to guard me strictly. Before my teacher was alive, he asked me not to practice the Nine-turn Mara Heart Art because he was afraid of me If I hadn't been found by Xiushuxin, I might have obeyed his old man's instructions, but in order to get rid of Xiushuxin's control, I was superficially submissive and secretly practiced Xin Jue, so I escaped and took control of the Unshige Pavilion. In hand."

"Junior Brother..." Yi Nian suddenly pressed Liang Cheng under his body, his eyes were like a dark sea, calm on the surface, but there was a huge undercurrent. If you want to speak, you will set off a huge wave.

"Brother," he couldn't help lowering his voice, "Who is your biological father..."

Yi Nian smiled lightly, "Brother, you are not stupid, you have already guessed it."

Liang Cheng swallowed, his voice hoarse, "I want to hear it from you."

"Junior brother, no matter if you accept it or not, I will not let you go." Yi Nian gently stroked Liang Cheng's cheek with the back of his hand, "Do you still remember what I said in the cliff cave?"

Liang Cheng: "What?"

Yi Nian let out a muffled low laugh from his throat, "If you dare to escape, I will lock you in the cave, and no one will find you."

Liang Cheng was startled, and the next moment, he saw a faint crimson taint from Yi Nian's eyes, like a drop of blood falling into the thick night, dangerous and dark, Liang Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he said: "I won't run away of."

"Junior brother, you are so good," Yi Nian smiled innocently and contentedly, like a child who got his favorite toy, pure and innocent, he kissed Liang Cheng's mouth, and said again, " So good."

The blood color gradually faded, but the thought still firmly trapped Liang Cheng under his body, and there was still a hint of madness in his expression, "Junior Brother, my biological father is King Teng."

"I don't care about blood and deep enmity, and I'm with my son who killed my father and my enemy, do you think God will punish me?" Yi Nian looked at Liang Cheng innocently, and saw Liang Cheng's face turn pale, so he laughed "噗嗤" He came out, and gently stroked Liang Cheng's lips with his thumb, "But I don't care, life is like a dream, for the sake of pleasure, I should cherish the person in front of me."

"Do you think so, Junior Brother?"

In Liang Cheng's eyes, there was panic, confusion, and even distress for him, but there was no resistance or concealed anger. Yi Nian was very satisfied with his explanation just now. He deliberately talked about his past experience first, Arouse Liang Cheng's pity, and then deliberately guide it, let the other party have a guess in his heart, and when he finally speaks, with Liang Cheng's soft heart, he will definitely not be willing to abandon him.

Sure enough, Liang Cheng asked with trembling lips, "Don't you hate me?"

"Why do I hate you?" Yi Nian smiled, "Not to mention that the case of King Teng had nothing to do with you, even Emperor Ming Yuan, I don't hate you."

Seeing Liang Cheng's puzzled expression, Yi Nian continued: "It's not that I am magnanimous, but that I have no sense of blood connection with King Teng and Xiu Shuxin. See the people suffer."

The last sentence was naturally meant for Liang Cheng. Sure enough, Liang Cheng's eyes turned red when he heard the words, showing a deeply moved and distressed expression, "Senior brother, this throne, the emperor's name is not justified." If it doesn’t go well, if you want to get it back, I’m willing to help you.”