Fading, waiting for your return

"Master Song, aren't you going back to Shulou? Are you going out?" Ye Zhuang, who came out from the main hall, watched Song Mingyu stop and go in the direction of the side door, and asked quickly: "But I need to order you to go down and prepare Chariots and horses?"

It's no wonder that Ye Zhuang took the initiative, Song Mingyu can be regarded as he watched him grow up, and has always been a well-behaved and sensible child.It's a pity that since the Mubaomen was murdered overnight by the whole family seven years ago, it is heard that only the young master of the Mubaomen, Song Mingyu, escaped from a trip and never returned, but his whereabouts have been unknown since then.

At that time, although everyone said that the young sect master was probably in danger, but secretly no one had already believed that he was no longer there.

And it's better not to be here!

After all, everyone in the Mubaomen Jianghu knew it, but in the past few months, people have even changed their colors about the word 'Song Mingyu'.

It is said that a mad master poisoner suddenly appeared in the rivers and lakes. He tossed people to death for no reason, and didn't let them die easily. He only gave the antidote after playing enough!

When he heard that this person was the young sect master of Mubaomen, he suddenly disappeared!It may have been taken away by the enemy or directly obliterated!The audience breathed a sigh of relief at first, but they couldn't help feeling sorry for it afterwards.

However, two years later, he, Song Mingyu, stood tall and tall by the edge of Taihu Lake where people come and go, wearing a crimson gown to show off his elegance.

At that time, everyone didn't know, after all, not many people had seen the real Song Mingyu.Afterwards, rumors began to spread——

According to the people who were present at the time, Song Mingyu was eight feet long and was wearing a blood-stained gown, and her long hair was spread directly on the ground!I don't know what kind of kung fu is practiced, a pair of phoenix eyes are evil, and the corners of the eyes seem to be smeared with rouge, red and shiny, shocking and so on... Then everyone burst into an uproar— —The rivers and lakes have only been quiet for a few years, and this is about to start boiling again, oh no, is it the rhythm of the storm?

Just as everyone paid close attention and paid attention to it nervously, in the end it was inexplicably left behind...

It is said that the young master of the Mubao Sect returned safely, but he also lost all his skills!

However, although Mubaomen has always been good and evil, but such a major event as the Miemen massacre, Wulin naturally wants to investigate for Mubaomen and uphold justice!But at that time, the entire Mubaomen seemed to be reduced to ashes in everyone's sleep overnight, and it ceased to exist.What is clean and neat is that no clues can be found!

Song Mingyu didn't know anything, and said that when he was walking on the road and suddenly his eyes went dark, he didn't know anything.When he woke up again, he was seriously injured at the bottom of a valley, and his internal strength was lost...

Then, Master Song Shaomen suddenly disappeared from the rivers and lakes again!The rivers and lakes are still very calm, but there are occasional small disputes and small nonsense.

Do you want to leave?He doesn't know either.Thinking of the previous conjecture, Song Mingyu hesitated.

But, the answer has always been known.That's it, he walked very slowly for a distance of several steps, stopped sometimes, and sometimes circled around a tree a few times, as if he was looking at the tree. The dead branches and fallen leaves, that is, the willow branches by the lake are bright yellow, too beautiful and too dazzling.

He is unwilling to leave.The hand holding the stove tightened even more.But the pace of falling is slowly walking from the pebble path back to the winding bluestone path.At the end of the trail is the side gate of Yejiabao.

"Do you want to go out for a walk? Let Ye Qi follow you." Ye Zhuang followed Song Mingyu half a step away without disturbing him, and said, "If you don't need a carriage, let Ye Jiu do it too." Just follow along."

"Uncle Ye." Even Song Mingyu, who had always been indifferent like Song Mingyu, couldn't help but be moved.In this world, Uncle Ye is the only one who cares most about himself.

"I'm leaving." Xu Shi's voice was too low, or he just said it in his heart. Song Mingyu really didn't hear Ye Zhuang.

In the end, he just shook his head lightly, "No, I'll just walk here."

Forget it, wait until the birthday is over.And Jing Chen seems to be in some trouble now, maybe he can help.Song Mingyu thought.

"That's right, it's okay. Now that winter is getting closer, the fields around Yejiabao are fallow for tens of miles, and the farmers who are working are now preparing for the winter, and there must be few people on the road. There is nothing to see here. And here It’s the same as the scenery of the West Courtyard...” Suddenly remembering that someone didn’t like the West Courtyard very much, Ye Zhuang’s voice stopped immediately.

It's not embarrassing to say anything for a while, but it's just that Ye Zhuang has to think more about Song Mingyu: "Young Master Song, don't worry about what happened just now, Master, he is naturally toward you. But after all, those people came here specially to celebrate the young master's birthday The young master should not be too biased. If the family is not being taken care of these few days and someone disturbs young master Song, then young master Song just ignore it, and then Uncle Ye will deal with it." Ye Zhuang thought, he really thinks about the young master, I don't know when the young master will be able to see through the fans of the authorities.What if Young Master Song leaves one day, do you really want to marry that Miss Zhao?

"Don't Uncle Ye doubt me?" Song Mingyu knew before that Ye Zhuang had always been kind to him.Even after Song Mingyu moved into Yejiabao, Ye Zhuang often came to ask about his health.This was indeed a great help to Song Mingyu at that time.Of course, he, Song Mingyu, also reciprocated and healed Ye Zhuang's rheumatic pain for many years.

Ye Zhuang also said it was because of his eyes.Song Mingyu also thought that he had cast Ye Zhuang's favor.

"Doubt. Now anyone may be the one who poisoned, but there is no need for Young Master Song to be suspicious." Seeing Song Mingyu looking over, Ye Zhuang smiled and continued:

"Young Master Song has been staying in the Shulou, it's almost like he doesn't go out. But Miss Zhao and the guests who have arrived one after another live in the big courtyard to the south. In the past half a month, and because the young master's birthday is approaching, , Both inside and outside of Yejiabao have strengthened their defenses. It is "the heart of harming others is indispensable, and the heart of defense is indispensable." Well, Ye Zhuang showed a simple and honest smile on his honest face: "So Well, with Young Master Song's current skills, one person not only has to cover these people's eyes and ears, but also poison Miss Zhao without anyone noticing, then I have to admire Young Master Song in Ye Zhuang. And it really succeeded, The timing isn't right either."

"time?"

"Well. Before the accident, the young master had breakfast with Li Shaoxia, Miss Zhao and Miss Zhuang. Then the young master discussed some arrangements with the old servant in the study with the old servant because of some birthday arrangements. It was also at that time that Ye Si came. The report said that Ms. Zhao was poisoned, and it looked like she had planted a love flower. When we arrived, there were many people in Ms. Zhao's room. Hey, the young master was also there. He turned around and left at that time. I guess I saw it too. After seeing Ms. Zhao's symptoms, I went directly to you, Young Master Song. Later, I persuaded everyone to leave, and as soon as I found out, I realized that the poison was directly placed in the green snail and white chrysanthemum tea that Ms. Zhao likes to drink every day."

So, I still don't understand what it has to do with time?Song Mingyu looked at Ye Zhuang suspiciously.

"Uh... I didn't make it clear. This Biluobaiju tea, I heard from Qingzhu that Miss Zhao made her own scented tea, and she also specially instructed the complicated details such as the time sequence of brewing and the temperature of adding water. However, Qingzhu also said that she It was not as good as Ms. Zhuang's, so Ms. Zhuang helped Ms. Zhao make it all the time. However, after breakfast today, Ms. Zhao asked Ms. Zhuang to drink this scented tea. Before she took a sip, she was poisoned. The tea was still warm when I checked it. The main reason is that the tea has been kept in her own room, and it’s not because of the dew. Poisoned."

Ye Zhuang saw that Song Mingyu was serious when he heard it, so he was naturally willing to speak more carefully: "But it's true, Miss Zhao used to cook in a small stove in her room before, but for some reason she went to the big kitchen to cook it this morning. water." He naturally heard the last sentence from Qing Zhu.When Zhao Ziyu was in Yejiabao, Qing Zhu and Xia He usually served together.

"Biluo Baiju... This Biluo is... Biluochun?" Song Mingyu murmured with her eyes lowered.

"That's right, it's produced in Dongting Mountain, Suzhou. Not many can get in every year, except for the young master's share, which is almost all given to Miss Zhao. By the way, I also ordered it to be sent to Young Master Song. "

"Perhaps, this may really be my poison." Song Mingyu, who was still wondering what was wrong, immediately realized what Ye Zhuang said.