On How to Correctly Seek Vengeance from the Sick Beauty

"Who?"

The commander of the Imperial Guard, Gao Zhan, is highly skilled in martial arts, and his hearing is much sharper than others. He heard a slight sound from the roof, but when he looked up, he found nothing.

When he was suspicious, Gao Zhan was about to send someone to search, but unexpectedly, there was something ahead, regardless of the nobleman, but he suddenly spoke.

"It should be the wind that drives the tiles. General, don't be nervous. It's better to go to the Marquis of Changxing's mansion quickly, and don't misunderstand the oracle."

The man who spoke turned his head, only the left half of his face was exposed, his skin was as white as jade, his long and narrow eyes were slightly bent down with a smile, and there was a tear mole at the corner of his eye, he was beautiful but unflappable.

Anyone who reads it can't help but have the desire to take another look.

Such a stunner should be favored in his arms, but this stunning beauty with bright eyes and white teeth is about to become Dong Lin's youngest marquis, living among the nobles.

Or through the bloody and cruel method of killing relatives.

She has a beautiful appearance and a femme heart, so I have to guard against it.

The commander just marveled in his heart for a moment, then lowered his head knowingly, unable to see the expression behind the iron mask, he saluted respectfully.

"Yes."

After saying that, a group of people left the alley in a mighty way and headed towards their destination. Most of the pedestrians on the street would be attracted by the bright white in the darkness.

The beauty is so beautiful, but it has become the last straw that overwhelms the young man.

The dagger on his chest was extremely hot at this moment.

With a slender figure and a voice as clear as spring water.

The man in white was none other than Shen Yanqing, the adopted son of the Shen family in the Marquis of Changxing and Shen Lingyuan's righteous brother.

This is probably a dramatic turning point that only storytellers say, or a pastime in the streets and alleys. The controversial act of killing relatives throughout the ages, fratricide, really happened to him.

It was the first time in Shen Lingyuan's life that he experienced the pain of the skin, as if a long needle had been pierced into the heart, and it twitched non-stop.

The sound of the horse's hooves gradually receded, and then Lu Xiao slowly let go of the trembling man in his arms. If he hadn't just covered Shen Lingyuan's mouth with sharp eyesight and hands, the child would have yelled outright.

This head-on blow came too suddenly, the boy shook his head desperately at this moment, his body convulsed and retched uncontrollably, obviously unwilling to believe the facts.

When nothing was wrong, Shen Lingyuan grabbed Lu Xiao's arm like grabbing a life-saving straw and shook it vigorously, "Brother Xiao, tell me, this is not true. This is not true, right, my father will come back at night, He'll be back tonight, right?"

Lu Xiao didn't say a word, but just stood quietly, letting him sway, his eyes drooping sadly.

This kind of behavior is no different from acquiescing. Shen Lingyuan felt like falling into an ice cellar. He let go of his hand, took a few steps back, and sat down on the thatch pile behind him, talking incoherently: "My father is dead? My brother-in-law wants to arrest me?...No, No, it's you! It's you! You've been lying to me!"

Shen Lingyuan stretched out a finger and pointed at Lu Xiao, but the fingertips were trembling uncontrollably.

There is nothing to hide now, Lu Xiao half-kneeled on the ground: "Master Hou asked me to keep it from you, to protect you well, and my subordinates can only obey orders."

Shen Lingyuan burst into tears, even a little dizzy, but his mind became more and more clear. He raised his swollen eyes: "I am so obedient, how long are you going to treat me like a child!"

This sound came from a roar, but it couldn't cover up the young man's crying. Shen Lingyuan staggered to his feet and barely grabbed Lu Xiao's collar and skirt, "Brother Xiao, tell me who made this, and who has the courage to do it?" Dare to frame my father for rebellion, my father is so centered, how could he rebel! Who is it, I will kill him now! Kill him to avenge my father!"

Lu Xiao looked at the already crazy person in front of him, with a hint of sadness hidden in his eyes.

He also didn't expect that the matter of Lord Hou would be revealed before he left the customs, and none of the spies in the capital had received any news, as if it had been premeditated long ago, but the news broke out in full force this morning, without giving them any information. Buffer time.

Lu Xiao took a step forward and grabbed the boy's arm, and with only a slight force, he pulled him into his arms, imprisoning him until he couldn't move.

The skirt of his chest was wet a lot, and Lu Xiao's heart was trembling.

But the matter has come to this point, hesitation will lead to defeat, no matter how reluctant Lu Xiao is to give up, he still said in Shen Lingyuan's ear with his coldest voice: "Are you using this unbearable appearance to take revenge?"

Before he finished speaking, the boy's bloodshot eyes suddenly opened wide, and when his whole body was exerting all his strength, his upper teeth bit his lower lip to bleed out blood.

Shen Lingyuan's strenuous struggle had an effect, and the arm that was originally as strong as a cage really loosened a bit.

The hope was ruthlessly broken by Lu Xiao in the next second.

The man threw Shen Lingyuan to the ground without mercy.

Shen Lingyuan hit the ground with half of his face, feeling the burning pain.

But Lu Xiao was relentless, he turned the whole person over and pinched Shen Lingyuan's cheeks, "You should save your energy."

After speaking, he stuffed a pill into Shen Lingyuan's mouth, and tapped his acupuncture points to force him to swallow.

Shen Lingyuan's phoenix eyes were rounded, and he looked at Lu Xiao in disbelief, "Give it to me!"

Before he finished speaking, his tongue was numb and he couldn't utter a word.

Feeling powerless all over his body, his limbs were stiff, Shen Lingyuan could only watch helplessly as he let Lu Xiao manipulate his body, took off his red robe, took off his name-engraved jade pendant, and stuffed it into the thatched pile in the corner.

"I'm sorry, son. Lord Hou, he is also for you after all."

Lu Xiao's words were rarely filled with emotion, and it was a sadness from the heart. Normally, Shen Lingyuan would have been amazed. It turned out that the wooden man Lu Shiwei also had feelings.

But now his heart has long been occupied by hatred, and he can't put anything else in. His eyes are full of unwillingness, distrust, and endless despair.

Shen Lingyuan watched Lu Xiao take off his cherished black robe and put it on himself, and put on the obviously smaller red cedar clumsily. After doing this, he whispered in his ear: "Yuan'er ,sorry……"

This was the last sentence Shen Lingyuan heard Lu Xiao say.

There was a deathly silence all around, only the sound of panting and footsteps intertwined in his ears, Shen Lingyuan only realized later that the person running was himself.

The moment he reacted, the flames shot up into the sky, and white smoke filled the dark night. Shen Lingyuan stopped suddenly, and a sea of ​​flames appeared in front of his eyes. On the burning plaque were the words Changxinghou Fu.

Shen Lingyuan was anxious, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately opened the door and entered.

What came into my eyes was the blood-stained white clothes in the flames.

The person in white seemed to sense his movements, turned his head slowly, and took a step away, only to see that blood was still oozing from the chest of Chang Xinghou who was lying on the ground.

The veins on Shen Lingyuan's forehead and neck popped up, and he shouted heart-piercingly, "Father!"

But in fact, he couldn't make a sound.

Shen Yanqing turned around and looked at the collapsed Shen Lingyuan, but her light-colored peach blossom eyes were no longer kind, only indifference and murderous intent remained.

He held the sword and walked towards Shen Lingyuan step by step. The tip of the long sword was dripping with hot blood.

The long night is fading away, the east is white, and the light of dawn announces the beginning of a new day.

The boy opened his eyes abruptly.

Beads of sweat crawled all over Shen Lingyuan's forehead, his chest was heaving violently, the veins on his forehead were faintly visible, his eyes were empty, obviously he was quite frightened.

There still seemed to be a faint smell of blood in the air, as if the scenes in the dream just now really happened before his eyes.

"It was him who killed my father..."

Shen Lingyuan muttered unceasingly, Chang Xinghou's death flashed in his mind, he subconsciously grabbed at his chest, there was no hole, but a hard object instead.

Shen Lingyuan lowered his head suddenly, his eyes gradually cleared up, a transparent round jade ring was paralyzed in the palm of his hand, and a cloth strip with blood characters was tied on it.

"This is what Brother Xiao left for me?" Shen Lingyuan eagerly spread out the cloth while talking, only to see nine blood characters on it.

"Use this thing, Muchun Pavilion, Xunhualou."

Muchun Court?Brother Xiao?

Shen Lingyuan's eyes flickered frequently. He had never seen Lu Xiao go out or have any friends, so where is this Muchun Pavilion?Who is Hualou?

But before Shen Lingyuan could think about it, a dog barked, interrupting his thoughts.

The voice sounded very close, Shen Lingyuan swallowed, and looked around, this dark alley was a dead end, there was nowhere to escape.

What to do, he can't be found yet!

The cloth strip in his hand was clenched into a ball by Shen Lingyuan. In an emergency, the boy caught a glimpse of the dagger that fell by his side.

His eyes froze, he grabbed the dagger with one hand, then closed his eyes, without the slightest hesitation, the blade crossed his forehead from the end of his eyes.

Blood dripping.

Shen Lingyuan didn't feel any pain at all, it's just that the blood blurred his vision and he couldn't see clearly.

Instead, he thought it was better this way, and he didn't want to see it clearly anyway.

From the moment he opened his eyes, the capital city has changed. There is no longer Marquis Changxing, and no son Shen Lingyuan. He is doomed to be a lonely ghost who cannot show his true colors to others. He can't remember anything but hatred. .

Blood flowed down Shen Lingyuan's perfect jawline, soaked through the white cloth left by Lu Xiao, and wiped out all the words Lu Xiao left him.

After finishing all this, a large yellow dog appeared at the entrance of the alley, presumably attracted by the smell of blood, barking wildly.

Behind it was a little boy who was panting and shouting for Dahuang. He was obviously frightened when he saw Shen Lingyuan, but he still boldly stepped forward.

Sensing the child's suspicious gaze, Shen Lingyuan slowly raised his head.

The boy could still move when he saw people, so he grabbed his excited Rhubarb and asked softly, "Who are you? Why is there so much blood here?"

Shen Lingyuan moved his throat, but found that his throat was dry and he couldn't make a sound, so he could only point at the dagger feebly, and then at his own eyes.

The little baby was innocent and innocent. Although he was on guard, he was still kind-hearted. After hesitating for a while, he said, "Then you wait here, and I will find a doctor."

Shen Lingyuan's exposed left pupil suddenly constricted, and he called the boy back with a voice like pigskin rubbing against the ground. It took him a long time to make people understand that he didn't want to find a doctor, and all he needed was a sip of water.

The little boy understood what he meant and left with rhubarb. After a while, he walked over alone with a clean rag and a bowl of porridge.

With the help of the male doll, Shen Lingyuan simply bandaged the wound and ate the porridge slowly, his throat was moistened a little, and he could speak some human words, "Thank you."

The boy grinned: "You're welcome, if you don't have anything to do, I'll leave, and I'll take Dahuang to arrest that traitor's son Shen... What's the matter with Shen?"

The boy scratched his head, obviously forgetting.

The only remaining one eye of the traitor's son raised: "Shen Lingyuan."

"Yes! It's Shen Lingyuan!" The boy shouted happily and stood up, "Are you here to catch him too?"

Shen Lingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, quietly staring at the innocent face of the little boy, tightly clenched the dagger in his hand, but finally let it go slowly.

He nodded perfunctorily.

"That's great." The boy was very excited at first, and then realized something, pacing back and forth, "No, no, in this case, wouldn't you become my competitor, that won't work, I have to hurry up , I still want this bounty to let Grandpa rest for a few days!"

After the little boy finished speaking, he started to pack his things and turned to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Shen Lingyuan called the child back with one eye, touched his side, and handed him his purse, "There are some silver taels in here, thank you for the porridge. Also, I want to ask, do you know Do you know, where is Muchun Pavilion?"

The boy tilted his head, stepped forward to take the money bag, but after he saw the money inside, he poured out all the money and returned it to Shen Lingyuan.

The boy smiled, with two dimples at the corners of his mouth.

He said to Shen Lingyuan: "Your eye injury is so serious, you should save some money to see the doctor. This cloth bag will pay for the porridge for me! As for Muchun Pavilion, I know, it is at the end of this street Turn left, enter Xizhi Street and keep walking and you will see it!"

After speaking, the boy happily put the rags he collected into the Asuka pouch made of pressed gold silk satin, then waved to the son of the traitor, and left.

Holding the silver in his left hand, Shen Lingyuan looked at the boy's bouncing back, but he didn't say that the purse was actually worth more than these pieces of silver.

After a short rest, Shen Lingyuan reluctantly stood up and slowly moved forward, but his right eye was covered by a cloth and only his left eye was left to see, which would affect walking to some extent, and he was not used to it yet.

Shen Lingyuan stumbled all the way to the market. The shops had already opened, and the streets were crowded with people.

On the dazzling pavements on both sides, there is a mix of cries and bargaining, mostly young men and women, and you have to be careful of three or two children who don't know when they will bump into you.

In order to make himself less unusual, Shen Lingyuan put on Lu Xiao's robe and mixed into the crowd.