Yuanzhong poultry

In a cave on the mountain wall of Lishan, Wen Lingzhi knelt on one knee: "This subordinate has met the Palace Master."

The master of Tianlin Mansion——Minghe wore a dark black cloak, and glanced at his subordinates lightly: "Get up."

This is a cave in the mountain wall of Lishan Mountain. Outside the cave is covered by lush vegetation. From a distance, the existence of the cave can hardly be seen. It is a natural hiding place. He pretended to fall off the cliff just now. With the hole here to settle down.

Minghe didn't use the bronze mirror either. He pinched a little protrusion on the side of the ear with two fingers, and slowly tore off a human skin mask as thin as a cicada's wings in front of his subordinates, and threw it on the ground casually.When he raised his head again, it was already another man's appearance.

"Is everything arranged properly?"

"Yes." Wen Lingzhi said, "Cheng Lin has guarded the only way down the mountain, trying to kill with one blow. Ji Hua failed to assassinate, and committed suicide by taking poison. He will never leak any news."

When Minghe heard the word "suicide by taking poison", his expression paused, and then he returned to normal: "It's okay, it's just for the purpose of diverting the tiger away from the mountain."

"My subordinates also heard that King Mu has already returned to Beijing and is on his way to Mount Li."

Minghe paused: "Mu Wang?"

"Yes, Mu Wangben and Liang Yushi were ordered by the emperor to thoroughly investigate the corruption case of the Jiangnan governor, but now Liang Yushi is still in Jiangnan, and he secretly returned to Beijing without being summoned. I don't know why..."

"Don't worry about it." Minghe interrupted him lightly, "It's been two quarters of an hour since you came out. To avoid suspicion, go back as soon as possible."

Wen Lingzhi's footsteps paused and paused: "Master..."

"What's the matter?"

The young man gritted his teeth: "I don't know the Palace Master... When can I call my subordinates back to Tianlin Mansion?"

"This seat has its own measure." Minghe left without any hesitation, and the skylight shone on his face under the cover of many branches and leaves, adding a bit of softness to that solemn and cold face for no reason.

To anyone, it was the face of a man.The bridge of the nose is high, the eyebrows are sharp, the eyes are starry, the thin lips are pursed into a firm line, and the black and strong outfit outlines a slender and straight body. Every move is the same as the uproar in the rivers and lakes, but no one can see the true face. The image coincides with each other.

Wen Lingzhi stared blankly, thinking in his heart, such a leader of Jianghu assassins who are decisive in killing and attacking with outstanding martial arts, actually sat on the position of mansion lord in the body of a woman, and no one has found a flaw in more than ten years.

King Mu hastily returned to Beijing, presumably because of the Palace Master.It was a coincidence that he knew the identity of the Minghe woman. Before he knew it, he only had respect and fear, but after knowing it, he inexplicably had more delusions that he shouldn't have.

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The mountain wind is howling, the afterglow is gone, and Yu Bai's blood is cooling down bit by bit.

Before he said these words, he even had delusions, hoping that Zhao Jun could refute him one by one based on the facts, and that Zhao Jun could be honest about everything. Now it seems that Zhao Jun's silence is enough to prove everything.

It seemed a long time passed, until the wind in the mountains stopped and the last leaf fell from the tree, before he heard Zhao Jun's difficult voice: "...Ah Bai."

Yu Bai didn't answer.

"Ah Bai." Zhao Jun repeated palely, "Believe me...I didn't lie to you. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, we'll talk about it when we go back..."

Yu Bai shook his head.

"What identity did I enter Beijing to serve as an attendant, what happened to the Yu family, what identity and role have I been in the past two years...Zhao Jun——no, Your Majesty, can you tell me the whole story?"

He looked at Zhao Jun with a more silent expression, and the hope in his heart sank little by little: "It's fine if your majesty doesn't want to, maybe today, maybe tomorrow, I will recover my memory one day."

"Restore memory"... This is the sharp arrow hanging above Zhao Jun's head, the curse engraved in his heart, but also the future that Yu Bai longs for.

"But." Yu Bai whispered, "I want to hear from you."

I want to hear you tell the truth, not fabricated stories. I want to hear you tell the entangled past, not false promises. I want you to fulfill your vows and treat me as an independent individual, not a plaything in your hands.

If you can't...

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Zhao Jun suddenly became hoarse.

The person who used to coax people around with his eloquent tongue can't say a word at this moment.

He is clearly not someone who can be intimidated by just a few words.In the past, as a concubine, he overthrew the crown prince and entered the East Palace, and he did not pretend to speak in front of the dignitaries of the court. Even when he was falsely accused and his life was at stake, he was never so frightened. Speechless after two interrogations based on guesswork?

He is the emperor, he clearly has countless reasons to explain it, and clearly has countless manpower for him to deploy, for him to continue to weave lies and deceive Yu Bai—just like he once did.

In the first moment of his silence, he had already failed.

"If... I tell you the truth, will you still leave?"

There was something pleading in his words.Yu Bai stared at him coldly, a corner of his plain white clothes was lifted by the mountain wind.He said without hesitation: "Yes."

Zhao Jun gently closed his eyes.Sure enough, no matter whether the memory is restored or not, Yu Bai will always be that Yu Bai.

Since he first met in the desert three years ago, he knew that Yu Bai was a free soul, the breeze in the mountains, the bright moon in the sky, and the mist in the morning. Bright and bright, it is unpredictable.

Nothing in the world can stop him.

But he was so stubborn that he almost thought madly, there will always be exceptions, right?Yu Bai, does he have no weakness, no nostalgia?Obviously not long ago, they were still able to touch each other skin to skin, how could it be that today, after hearing some scattered truths, they are so alienated and indifferent?

Zhao Jun thinks he is ambitious, even though the situation is at this point, he still wants to give it a try.

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Yu Bai allowed Zhao Jun to hold his hand firmly, listening to Zhao Jun's "it's definitely not what you think... let's go back first" over and over again, his cold expression froze for a moment.

Can he really... really trust Zhao Jun?

If all the deceptions and betrayals are true, are the sincerity, vows, embracing and sleeping together, and rubbing each other's ears in this spring and summer also false?

Yu Bai silently looked at the dense canopy, as if trying to find some answer.

As dusk gradually rises, tired birds cry.The setting sun crashed down, and the sky was splashed with sunset glow in the river surrounded by mountains. The river was as red as blood, surging endlessly.Caught off guard, the night fell overwhelmingly, devouring all colors ferociously.The beautiful fantasy dream was immediately swallowed by the night, and there was no trace.

So there was only endless darkness in his eyes.

The sourness in his eyes was unspeakable, but at this moment, a silvery white light broke into his sight.

Yu Bai's pupils shrank suddenly, and the entire pupil was occupied by it.

—It was an arrow.

The cold arrow swept out from the dense canopy, and went straight to the two people in the distance.Yu Bai's mind went blank, but his body reacted instinctively, turning back and throwing Zhao Jun down.

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Ask for wine, welcome cyclists, drunk red makeup.Tell your heartfelt feelings, some kind words are unforgettable.I hope that in the thousands of years, we will have a happy meeting for thousands of years, and the love will last forever.Xingxi Changchun house, full of orchids and jade.

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In Yu Bai's extreme sleepiness, an ancient poem vaguely appeared in his mind.

In the spring of the past, Zhao Jun held him in his arms, and coaxed him to write down the line "Love is as long as the sky", and then dipped a pen in rouge, and placed a crimson and gorgeous peach blossom on the center of his eyebrows. .Zhao Jun didn't know that he was actually not that drunk.

When he was hit by the arrow and fell down, he didn't feel any pain, and he didn't hear the anxious "Abai", he just felt relieved.It seemed that all the entangled past events were pierced and cut off by this arrow, and disappeared in clouds and smoke.