Shuoyun Feidu

The icy face of the young man within was lightly stroked.It's really funny, could it be that the things in this world are just a cycle of karma, and the retribution is not good...

He was not very kind to this person.Maybe it's because he was born with rich clothes and fine food, and because he was well-received by everyone, he was born with a cold temper... Did he want anything since he was a child?Even if she occasionally put on an appearance of sympathizing with the fragrance and cherishing the jade, and supporting the flowers and flowers, it is really just a play on the occasion. What kind of sincerity can there be?Until I accidentally saw this man later, all the doting on him was actually just because this man was vaguely similar to that man... He was actually not good to him. In order to find out whether the person he was thinking of rejected contact with men of the same sex, he even asked him to serve his elder brother... At that time, Qing Ge must have been extremely sad?

The affectionate tenderness of those flowers before and after the moon is not so sincere. This person is beautiful, docile, talented, and most importantly, he looks a little like that man, that's why I dote on him... King Rui smiled softly , looking at the young man sleeping quietly in the coffin.This fool, doesn't he know that there may not be much sincerity in his love for him, so how can he talk about love and cherish?Or maybe, it's not that he doesn't know, it's just that he tried his best not to know...

King Rui suddenly laughed out loud.He has been honored since he was a child, with equal power and wealth. He played with Liang Yuanyue, drank Tokyo wine, admired Luoyang flowers, and climbed Zhangtai Liu.He has been through too many times in that gentle country, with tens of thousands of flowers, and some of them are as good as this person, but he vaguely remembers that he and this person in front of him seem to have only watched the grass grow and the warblers fly in the spring, and saw the warbler on a midsummer night. Over the sky full of stars, drink wine and admire the moon under the promenade in autumn night, and watch the snow outside in the severe winter...

Perhaps, it is because of the long time?Even if you have a kitten or a puppy, as long as you stay by your side for five or six years, you will probably have some affection, let alone a human being?But... why didn't he do the same to others?He has always been fickle and ungrateful, except for the one concubine and two side concubines who were formally married, none of the servants in the palace, male or female, can stay in the mansion for more than a year, but Why, he was able to be by his side for so long?

His long black hair hangs down behind him, and there is a silver crown on his head, which is cold. The robe is embroidered with green bamboo and snow, and the cold trees reflect the river. He is wearing a toga and a light belt. On the ground, the wide-mouthed long sleeves almost hung down to the top of the boots. Under the dim light, there was a sharp smile on his face... King Rui's expression remained unchanged, but there was a faint coldness in those eyes. He looked at the woman a few steps away, and there was a strong taste in his tone. "...Well, how did you hurt him?"

Rui Wang Junyi's face had a gloomy and cold color under the light: "...this king wants to listen to you and say it yourself."

By this time, the concubine had calmed down and stopped crying. A quiet and desolate look appeared on Xiuya's eyes, and she said softly: "...the concubine didn't directly poison someone, but in the original drink he drank. In the medicine, the four flavors of the medicine, which were originally light in weight, were added a little more every day, so even if the imperial physician often checked the pulse, he would not find anything unusual... In this way, it doesn't take too long, and he will gradually become more and more The mind is weak, and the medicinal property is deposited and accumulated in the five internal organs, and it will definitely lead to death in the end."

King Rui didn't even look at her, just smiled slightly, and said: "...As expected of being the daughter of the Minister of the Ministry of War, she really has a good plan."

The windows in the hall were not closed tightly, and there was a sudden gust of wind blowing outside, so he quietly pushed one of the windows away, and also slightly fluttered the hem of King Rui's blue clothes. : "...Of course someone was watching the fire while decocting the medicine. The medicine was decocted by the person who served him personally. No one else could take over the medicine during the decoction. How did you make the medicine?"

As he said that, a purple sand medicine pot appeared in his hand at some point. The medicine pot was dark in color and had a big belly shape. There was nothing special about it. It was very ordinary and nothing wrong with it. , King Rui weighed the medicine pot with his hands, and said calmly: "This time, I don't blame the servants who serve for being stupid...Since no one puts the medicine in the decoction, it is natural that someone tampered with this thing in advance. " As he spoke, he raised his eyes to look at his wife, his face was as cold as the wind and rain: "...this king had someone pinch six bones of that lowly servant girl before she was willing to say everything Come out...as expected, you are loyal to your master."

When the princess heard this, her eyes suddenly became sour again. Thinking of the tragic death of the girl close to her, she didn't realize that tears were about to fall again. After a long while, she said quietly: "...my concubine asked Luhuan to take the medicine in the soup. The four kinds of medicinal materials are fried, and every night after the person drinks the medicine, he will use the fried medicine to boil the cleaned jar for more than half an hour, let the purple sand absorb the medicine, and then the person will quietly put the medicine jar Send it back... As long as you start cooking the medicine the next day, the medicine will gradually mix in, increasing the weight of the four herbs." The crow-blue tassel hanging from King Rui's belt was blown by a slight gust of wind, After a long time, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said: "...the concubine of this king is indeed not comparable to ordinary women. Just looking at this meticulous planning, you can tell that you have really put a lot of thought into it."

The thin layer of rouge on her face had been wiped away by the tears just now, the princess held the silk handkerchief with her slender fingers, and wiped her face a few times to remove the gouache, revealing her plain white skin.The texture was pale, almost transparent, and even a tiny light blue blood vessel under the cheeks could be seen through the skin.The light casts two faint shadows under the long and thick eyelashes, and the Huatao red grease on the lips has also been wiped off by the silk handkerchief just now, leaving only a little residual red that has not been wiped off.The princess lowered her eyes and did not speak, using the overwhelming long silence to set off the gloomy and terrified mourning hall at the moment.

King Rui suddenly let go of his hand, allowing the medicine pot to fall to the ground, smashing to pieces.A sudden crisp sound cracked in the hall, and the fragments splashed onto his boots and clothes, and the next moment, they fell to the ground again.King Rui took a look at the person in the coffin, and remembered his voice and smile in the past, and unconsciously softened the tone of his words, but the smell did not have the slightest warmth, only cold : "...This king is strange, you are usually gentle and peaceful, why do you have to be like this now?"

The color in his eyes was as deep as a cold pool, "...this king really never thought that you would do such a thing."

The concubine suddenly smiled, her eyes were as calm as autumn water, and she said in a gentle voice with a look of reminiscence: "...Does the lord know that my concubine was the only daughter in the family when I was young, and sometimes other official wives would bring their children, Come to the house as a guest. Mother is a housewife, and she has to greet the guests. We children of similar age are playing together in the backyard...The children who are a little older are nothing more than playing games like house wine and pretending to be the groom Bride, pray to heaven and earth together, laugh and play..."

The expression in her eyes gradually became gentle, as if there was the power of a warm wind, with a bit of fantasy, "...At that time, I was still very young, so how could I really know about marriage? It's just a child playing around... Later, when I grew up, one day, my mother smiled and told my concubine that my father had betrothed me to someone else, and I was the eldest son of King Pingnan."

Her long hair is as black as a crow's feathers, against her fair face, and the blush on her lips, it suddenly makes people feel a little shy, soft and gentle: "...the days are set In the spring of the second year, and later, the late emperor passed away, and the wedding was postponed for a year... I was still very nervous until the day of my wedding, not knowing what kind of person I was marrying. Mother said that since she is a princess, she should behave like a princess, be a husband and a child, be virtuous and virtuous..."

When King Rui heard what she said up to this point, he seemed to be silent for a moment, then smiled casually, and said lightly: "virtuous and virtuous... Before this, this king originally thought that you are indeed worthy of this" Xianliang Shude' four words..."

The smile on King Rui's mouth did not fade, his green robe and silver crown, and his hair quietly draped behind him.He looked at his wife and said slowly: "This king just finds it strange. Qing Ge has been by my side for so many years. If you want to kill him, you really have too many opportunities. Why wait until now? Besides..." He lowered his head to see the bloodless face in the coffin with a faint smile: "...Besides, he is a man. No matter how much this king loves him, it is impossible for him to give birth to a male and a half female. It will not threaten your status, nor will it threaten your status." It will not threaten Yinxi's status as the eldest son... You are the official wife appointed by the emperor for this king, and you are the mistress of this palace. Unless there is a serious fault, it is impossible for this king to easily abolish your legal status. Concubine status... But Ruan Shi is one of the king's side concubines, and now she is pregnant again. She is eight months pregnant and is about to give birth. If it is a threat, if she gives birth to a boy this time, That is the real threat to you and Yinxi in the future, why are you being polite and kind to her, but you want to drug Qingge to kill me?"

"...Does the lord really not know?" A dim smile suddenly appeared on the princess's pale face, and the look in her eyes was also dim and desolate..."Xian, Liang, Shu, De..." She He read each word in a low voice, looked at King Rui's expressionless face, felt sore and sad, then smiled slightly, and said: "As a woman, you must be virtuous, chaste, and generous. You can't be jealous..." Her eye circles were hot, but she managed to maintain a smile, and continued: "...In addition to learning female red needlework, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since I was young, when I first reached the age of learning to read, I learned Under the supervision of my mother, read books such as "The Precepts for Women", "Internal Training", "The Analects of Women", and keep in mind the virtues that women should have..." When she said this, the smile on her pale face finally couldn't hold on any longer. It was as if the mask had been cracked by something, and it spread and cracked bit by bit: "...my mother told my concubine before she got married that the prince is not an ordinary man, even if it is an ordinary family, as long as you With a little money and power, it is inevitable to have three wives and four concubines, let alone a royal man? The mother told the concubine to show the demeanor of the royal concubine, take care of the inner courtyard for the prince, and give birth to a son in the future. No one can move, from now on, husband and son, it will be fine..."

When she said this, the smile on her face had completely faded away, without even a single trace of it. A pair of moist eyes fixedly looked at King Rui. After a long while, her lips moved slightly, and she said: "...But the prince, Do you really believe it?"

"...The prince really believes that there will be such a tolerant and magnanimous woman in this world, such a virtuous and virtuous wife, who sees her husband being tender and loving with others, while he is alone in the vacant room, without the slightest bit of resentment. Don't you mind? Is there really such a woman in the world who is willing to share her husband with others?... The prince will never know what it's like, sitting alone in the room again and again, only watching the candle light The sky is getting darker, and the night outside is so thick that it can't be melted away...the beauty is broken before she is old, and she sits in the smoked cage until the morning...no jealousy, no resentment...how can there really be such a person in the world? "

A teardrop trickled down from the corner of her eye.King Rui looked at the person in the coffin, and said in a low tone: "...Are you saying that this king is wrong? How many people in the world are not like this... Do you mean that you are the only one in this whole house? , does this king only want you alone... You know that this is impossible." King Rui gently smoothed the young man's crow-colored temples: "Although this king can't say that he loves you, he has never said anything bad to you. Humiliation and negligence... You are the main concubine of this king, and this king will always remember this, and will give you everything that the right concubine deserves. At that time, the Zhou family was extremely favored, and the limelight was in full swing. I put you in the eyes, and then I sneered at the family banquet, which made you lose face. Didn't this king immediately order someone to beat her twenty boards, and then died of illness in Fangjiao Pavilion? No matter how much this king favors others, They can't even surpass you, your dignity and status as the main wife, this king will not let anyone else provoke you... Although you and this king are not affectionate, you can be regarded as respecting each other as guests."

The concubine gave a sour smile, and covered her face with her sleeves... "Even if you raise your eyebrows and respect each other like a guest... it's hard to understand!"

Suddenly, a cold wind swirled into the hall through the blown open window, and the burning white candles in the mourning hall were swayed slightly by the wind, which also made King Rui's black hair slightly flutter, and his long sleeves fly away.The heavy white gauze trembled like waves, and the wind blew all the way to the coffin. Could it be that Yi Ren floated there, turning her soul back?On such a night, because of being haunted by dreams, you came again to the person who was still thinking about you even before you swallowed your last breath, to see him for the last time, and Yin and Yang will never end forever?

"...The prince really doesn't want to see this concubine again, is he? Because of jealousy, this concubine has become a vicious and heartless woman, a vicious woman with no morals... I have loved animals since I was a child, and raised them There are quite a few cats, dogs and birds, and even the occasional moths that jump on the lampshade at night will never hurt their lives... But now these two hands are already stained with blood, no matter how you wash them, they will never hurt them. I can't wash it off..." The princess tightly clenched a pair of soft jade hands, as if something was really stuck on them, she held them so tightly, and just heard a creak, and two long nails like water onions were crushed. It was crushed in the palm of his hand... King Rui turned around and looked at her, with the dark color of candlelight in his eyes, he said solemnly: "...Why him? There are so many people serving the king in this mansion, why? You just want to kill him alone?" King Rui lowered his head again, and slowly straightened the young man's collar with his hands: "He is gentle and gentle by nature, even though he has been in front of this king for so many years, he has never been arrogant. You are favored and proud, you have never bullied anyone, and even the servants who serve you have never beaten, scolded or punished... such a person, why do you have to kill him?"

"Yeah... so many people, why does the concubine only want to kill him..." The princess looked at King Rui and murmured, then she seemed to smile, and when she let go, two broken nails fell on the ground. on the ground. "Because..." She smiled softly: "...Because other people can only get the favor of your lord for a while at best, but he, to lord, is different..." She smiled, with tears It flowed down: "The lord likes him...not the kind of favor he has for other people, but a real liking...for so many years, from the time I entered the mansion as a concubine until now, he has been here, so I am jealous he."

King Rui's eyes darkened: "...you married into the palace a few years ago, why did you only think of harming him now?"

The princess used a silk handkerchief to cover the corners of her eyes, but she still couldn't stop the trickling tears: "...Because, at that time, the prince didn't really like him, but gradually, until now..." She walked slowly for two He walked up to King Rui, and wanted to wipe away the tears on his face with his hands, but stopped his hand suddenly, then pointed his raised arm towards King Rui's chest, and gently touched the man's heart with his slender fingers position, eyes suddenly, whispered: "...but now, he is already here."

King Rui's hands under the blue wide sleeves were suddenly clenched, and then slowly loosened... How many days and nights have he been with that person to watch the autumn moon in the sky, and quietly climb to the top?He remembered some, and also forgot some, but the elegant face that seemed to be both happy and angry, the slightly slender figure, and the voice that was always gentle as water, he must not easily forget it...'My son... ''My lord...' That person called him like this, and when they were in love, when they were about to cry because they couldn't stand it, they would often call him 'Xu...', this person's eyes were like amber The color was also an important reason why he caught his eye at the beginning. The dark brown color is crystal clear and clear. When smiling and silent, the water red soft lips will be slightly raised, and the long eyebrows and eyes will be slightly curved. The color of the eyes seems to be darker... But now, his long and narrow eyes have been closed, covered with thin eyelids, and will never open again... King Rui looked at the sleeping young man, and wanted to speak to him Said, "Actually, this king, I really like you very much..." But it is too late now, this person is dead, there is no chance to say this sentence, and this person has not had time to hear it, so suddenly He was ruined in this farewell, and he will never confide in it again. Even if the sea changes and the stars change, he will never hear him say this sentence again...

The rest of his feelings are really too thin. Those strong ones have all been handed over to a handsome figure in white a long time ago, but now, someone left him with a lingering tenderness. A faint trace...

"How will the lord punish the concubine?" The concubine's thin shoulders seemed to be trembling slightly, her tone was still gentle as usual, but there was clearly a hint of choking in her heart: "The concubine is hurting me." If he is dead, what will the prince do?"

King Rui didn't speak, but took a last look at the lying man with a smile on his face. After a while, he silently picked up the heavy coffin lid, and slowly closed it on the coffin, leaving that man in the darkness forever..."... ...This king will not punish you. Yinxi is the eldest son of this king, and you are his mother and the main concubine in the palace, so this king will not do anything to you." He closed the black coffin lid tightly , the jade ring tied to his waist with silk tassels swayed slightly with his movements, and the cold wind blew in the mourning hall, and the white gauze was lightly curled.

The concubine suddenly felt that it was difficult to make any sound in her throat, and her body was very cold... After a long time, she said shyly: "... Your lord, is this kindness broken..." She slowly lowered her long eyelashes, and her voice Already choked up: "In the mansion of high-ranking officials and nobles in the middle of the capital, the prince treats the concubine like this on weekdays, which is actually considered good... The concubine knows that she should be content, but she has no choice but to see that the prince loves For others, I feel very uncomfortable... I originally wanted to ignore it, but no matter how hard I try, I can't do it... I can't lie to myself, and I can't continue to be a virtuous woman so that my husband will not But in someone else's place, now, even that bit of sincerity has gradually come into someone else's hands..." She suddenly noticed that some cold liquid began to slide down her cheeks and dripped to the ground, so she hurriedly used it Holding the silk handkerchief in his hand to wipe it, the alizarin red thin handkerchief was soon stained with tears, and the water dripped on it, making the handkerchief seem to have turned blood red, as if it had been dyed on his hand. There was a puddle of blood... She stared blankly at the silk handkerchief in her hand, and suddenly burst into tears... "...I like the prince very much... On the night of the wedding, when the prince lifted his hijab, I knew it From now on, the prince is the concubine's heaven, the concubine's lover, and the concubine's lifelong reliance... The concubine really doesn't want to harm others... Obviously he doesn't want to do this, to kill a person like this... But... I can't help myself..." Her slender and white fingers tightly grasped the silk handkerchief, and tears fell on the ground along her cheeks in strings, forming small splashes on the cold ground.Her face was pale, and her feet could no longer support her precarious body, so she stopped trying to force herself, and slowly slid down, kneeling obliquely on the ground, sobbing softly... "My lord, it's my concubine's fault Is it really wrong for the concubine to like the prince..." She couldn't let it go, and there was no way to let it go.What can she do?She is not a Buddha, nor a saint. She does not have the great wisdom and perseverance of the wisdom sword to cut through the threads of love. She is just a little girl, a woman who longs for her husband's love and consideration, but can't get it no matter what. She has no way not to be jealous, but When this jealousy took root and sprouted in the deepest dark corner of her heart, and finally produced deformed flowers and poisonous black fruits, what could she do?She has been afraid, blamed herself, and scolded herself, but once that thought appeared, she could never get it out, tempting her every day, as if there was an evil voice in her mind urging her all the time, and finally She succumbed to it with a trembling body, succumbed to this terrible thought, and did a horrible thing that she would never forget in her life. She gradually killed a living life at the best age, and pushed a gentle and kind young man into the world with her own hands. She fell into the abyss beyond redemption... Her face was so pale and blue, she wept silently, she could hardly even utter a sound, but her shoulders trembled slowly, driving her whole body to gradually tremble violently.She was obviously wearing a cloak, but she couldn't feel any warmth at all, as if she had fallen into a world of ice and snow, her body and mind were cold... She succeeded, that person no longer existed, but what was the use of it, her Husband still doesn't love her, and even hates her, but this seems to be not that important anymore...

She is used to being his gentle and virtuous princess, watching him doting on all kinds of men or women, pretending to smile, pretending to be magnanimous, pretending not to mind, pretending that there is no sourness, pretending that she is never jealous... But even Everyone believed it, even her husband believed it, but she still had no choice but to deceive herself forever...

King Rui fixedly looked at his wife's pale lips and pale face.He was silent for a long time, the candlelight in the mourning hall became more and more dim, reflecting his face was blurred... The word love is something you can't ask for, and it's hard to please people's hearts. The deep-rooted feelings are tied to a person, and they are constantly pulling, tossing and turning, even though he knows that it is wrong and should be cursed and deeply condemned by everyone, but he still falls into it willingly. In the irreversible subversion of ethics, and at all times wanting to drag that person into this deep pit of no return...

The wind gushing in from the window finally extinguished the candle.In the darkness, the cold wind blew his hair. King Rui stood quietly for a while, then sat on the long table where the coffin was parked, closed his eyes, and didn't know who it was for when no one could see it. , for what, and then just like his wife who was kneeling and crying on the ground, suddenly shed a tear silently.

The garden is full of bright plum blossoms like brocade, like the continuous clouds, Ye Gucheng walks towards the white figure not far in front of him through the flowers and snow, the cold wind blows on his face, with a faint Floral scent.Ye Gucheng walked up to the man, grabbed a corner of the snow-white sleeve of the other party, and said: "... Ximen." The man turned around, with a slight smile on his stern face, Ye Gucheng went to shake his hand , while saying: "...Why are you standing here?" The man didn't make a sound, but Ye Gucheng's hand was empty, and he didn't touch anything. What was held between his fingers was just a handful of cold air. , Ye Gucheng was slightly taken aback, then lowered his eyes to the palms of the two, but only saw his own hand... Ye Gucheng immediately raised his head again, but the white clothed man who was standing in front of him just now The man, at this moment, did not know where he went, and there was no one in front of him...

"...Ye, what's the matter." There was a familiar low voice in his ears, and Ye Gucheng felt as if his mind was gradually waking up, as if his eyes began to light up... Ximen Chuuxue sat on the edge of the couch, with his right hand Putting it on the man's smooth forehead, with his slender fingers, he brushed away the few strands of black hair covering the other's forehead one by one, and carefully tucked the strands of hair behind the ears for the man lying on the Hu Xuan couch.The man frowned slightly, and the left hand on the chest and abdomen moved his fingers unconsciously. Seeing this, Ximen Chuuxue held the palm of his hand. The white jade ring on his thumb was as cold as ice, and touched Between the skin, Ximen Chuuxue felt as if he had dipped his hands in cold water.Ximen Chuixue smoothed the wrinkles on the man's brows, and said in a low voice, "...Ye?"

The man's long black eyelashes moved slightly, and then he finally opened his eyes slowly. Ximen Chuuxue lowered his head and kissed his brow, and said, "...just now, but I'm stuck." Ye Gucheng raised his hand , rubbed the temple hard: "...um."

It was still raining outside the window, Ye Gucheng only felt that the silk blanket covering his body was a little cold, the rain outside was continuous, hitting the plantain leaves planted under the wall, making a dull sound, the window sash was not closed tightly, so from time to time From the gap, a gust of cold wind leaked in from the outside... Ye Gucheng slowly sat up, leaned on the couch, without a trace of sleepiness, and only said to Ximen beside him: "...I have always I rarely dream, it's just that the dream just now was not very good."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't ask him what he dreamed about, but just supported Ye Gucheng's loose bun on the top of his head, and said, "...it's just a nightmare." The hair that was blown by the wind was tucked away with his hands. Seeing this, Ximen Chuuxue got up and closed the window next to him. When he came back, he saw Ye Gucheng taking some fish from the mahogany table next to the couch. To eat, pick up a pinch with your fingers, and sprinkle it evenly into the fish tank.The crystal round jar on the wooden table was only the size of a plate, and there were a few pieces of colorful rain flower stones and a little green aquatic plants in it. There were two red goldfish swimming in the water leisurely, calmly. Busily eating fish food, adding a touch of fresh color to the interior.Ximen Chuuxue sat down again, and handed over a soft towel, Ye Gucheng took it, wiped the hand that had just taken the fish food, and said: "...it started to rain last night, the weather is a bit cold and damp, Yuan'er is still young, don't I've caught a cold." Hearing this, Ximen Chuuxue carried her daughter from the cradle not far away, Jingyuan had already woken up from a nap, wrapped in a swaddle embroidered with cranes, with her black eyes open, Put the fist of your right hand straight into your mouth.Ximen Chuuxue looked at it, and then took away the chubby fist for the little daughter. Jingyuan pursed his mouth, then turned his head, and instinctively arched towards Ximen Chuuxue's chest. It's not right, there is no soft thing to hold and suck, only a hard flat piece, so he sucked his little nose, and suddenly started crying with a wow.Ye Gucheng raised his eyes and looked at Ximen Chuuxue who was frowning slightly, and couldn't help but laugh a little, so he said: "...it seems to be hungry." Ximen Chuuxue hugged his little daughter who was crying loudly in his arms, He comforted her for a while, but it was useless. Ye Gucheng next to him wiped the tears from the corners of his daughter's eyes, ordered someone to come in and take the child away, and sent him to the wet nurse to nurse him. , Only then did the maid carry the crying daughter out.There were only two people left in the hall.Ye Gucheng propped his chin with his left hand, leaning against the couch, a few thin tassels hanging from his head, and a blue gem at the end, which was coldly attached to his cheeks, flashing a cool light.Ye Gucheng closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly said: "...I don't know Master Yu, has he returned to the sect now?" Ximen Chuuxue helped him straighten a large beach of black hair that was hanging down between the couch, Said: "...Two days ago, Fang came back from Ganzhou." Ye Gucheng nodded, uncovered the thin silk blanket that was still covering his legs, got up and changed his clothes and tied his hair: "...So, I will visit now " Ximen Chuuxue raised his eyebrows slightly: "...but something has to happen." Ye Gucheng sat down in front of the mirror, untied the slightly loose bun on the top of his head because of his afternoon nap, and dripped down a black hair that just touched the ground. Fa: "...well. There are some things right now, I want to discuss with Master Yu." Ximen Chuuxue got up and fetched him a robe. Hearing what he said, he knew that Ye Gucheng must have something to ask for help from the Raksha Sect. Therefore, he said: "... If you have something to do, just tell me." Ye Gucheng picked up the rhino horn comb, quickly combed his long hair that was scattered like ink satin, and said gently: "...you and Master Yu is father and son after all, so why cause a rift between father and son because I make things difficult for you."

Ximen Chuixue knew that he was always thinking of himself, so he walked to Ye Gucheng's side without realizing it, and stroked the other's shoulder. There was obviously a hint of softness in his tone: "...how are we divided between you and me?" Ye Gucheng listened, and although the smile that wanted to emerge on his face couldn't reach his eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "...Yes, I know it all."

Songs and dances are played in the huge hall, the scene is very grand and luxurious, but there are only two people sitting side by side at the top, and the man sitting on the left side is wearing a black robe, which is embroidered with dark red fire lotus, and has black hair. Half of it was tied into a bun and tied in a blood-red agate crown, while the other half hung down at will, long and loose on the chest.He was clearly in his sixties, but he looked only in his thirties. The man was holding a jade cup in his hand, and his thin lips were slightly pulled up, as if he was talking about wine with the people around him with a smile that was not a smile.