Wu Yu

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As soon as this remark came out, both Xing Shang and Sun Qian were taken aback and looked at each other.

Although Qingqiu Jue didn't say who it was, Xie Lingyu had already guessed in his mind, one of which was undoubtedly Master Dengji, and the other...

In fact, there are traces to follow. After all, Eunuch Zhou had hinted to him that since the first meeting, Xie Lingyu felt his vague kindness.

It's just that it was Qingqiu Jue's instruction, or there were other reasons.

It's strange to say that these two people are still people around Chongkill, so he didn't notice the clue.

"The national teacher is yours?" Sun Qian thought for a moment, looking at him with a hint of shock in his eyes, "How did you..."

Should not be ah.

Master Deng Ji is firmly seated as the national teacher, and he is the direct disciple of the previous national teacher of Tantian Temple. What reason can he have to take this muddy water?

In fact, everyone here has this question.

Qingqiu Jue knew what he meant, shook his head and explained: "I didn't find him."

This sentence was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Why did Master Dengji find you?" Xie Lingyu poured him a cup of tea and handed it over, touched his chin and guessed: "Could it be that he has something to hide?"

Qingqiu Jue took a sip of the tea and nodded, "The national teacher was rescued from the lake by his master, not an orphan of unknown origin."

His voice paused before continuing.

"At the beginning, Qingqiu and His Highness the Crown Prince had nowhere to go. They were trapped in a mountain forest. They slaughtered several nearby villages for fear of leaking the news. The national teacher was the only one who survived in those villages."

The only one who survived.

Xie Lingyu's heart sank, and from the corner of her eye, she saw that Qingqiu Jue had no expression on his face, and took a sip of tea, as if he had buried all the pain in his heart, but it was a pity that his white fingertips still leaked out. A trace of repressed emotion.

He is not the only one who survived in Qingqiu.

Xie Lingyu pursed his lips, firmly grasped the gradually losing temperature of his palm, and pinched him hard.

Only then did Qingqiu Jue move, indicating that he was fine, and continued: "After he recovered from his injury, he took the initiative to find "Lun". He wanted to kill and kill again. He wanted everyone to know that the newly appointed emperor is a tyrant, a foodie. A beast that does not spit out bones."

Qingqiu Jue remembered the scene of that day, the national teacher didn't have the spirit of immortality now, he was as cold as ice, at that time he was just an ordinary person who had lost his loved ones, he hated so much but was powerless, his eyes were so red that blood would flow out in a second Come on, gritted your teeth and said, "I'm going to kill that bastard."

But Chong Lu has ascended to the throne, once the news gets out, even if it has some impact on his reputation, it will not be able to shake his low position. On the contrary, it is the master of Dengji, which may be more or less ominous.

Maybe it was because he understood the pain, maybe he saw his own shadow through him, Qingqiu Jue didn't speak for a long time, but when he was about to leave in frustration, he walked out of the curtain, he was gambling.

Thus, with the current national teacher, Qingqiu Jue won the bet.

He didn't continue to say the rest, but they all basically understood, and didn't continue this heavy topic. Xing Shang held two fingerboards in his hands, "Huaijin, what's the second?"

Qingqiu Jue didn't answer directly, but glanced at Xie Lingyu with a smile in his eyes.

Xie Lingyu knew what he meant, and said firmly, "It's Eunuch Zhou."

Xing Shang let out a deep breath, relaxed his body and leaned back on the chair, shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Your boy... is really more useful than us old people."

Sun Qian's usually expressionless face was cracked again, and he couldn't help confirming again: "...Eunuch Zhou?"

"It's not Eunuch Zhou." Qingqiu Jue shook his head, his tone was calm as if chatting after dinner, "He is the sixth prince of Daxuan."

He was the most beloved youngest son of the late emperor.

"Bang." The teacup slammed onto the table, Sun Qian had no time to care about his wet sleeves, and looked straight at Qingqiu Jue with a frown.

Xie Lingyu also turned around suddenly, with a shocked expression on his face, Qingqiu Jue looked at him and nodded, "The sixth prince did not drown when he was young, but was rescued by the people of His Royal Highness, and has been raised in the village in the suburbs."

House thieves are hard to guard against, even if His Highness the Crown Prince took precautions, he lost in the end because of his benevolence.

As he spoke, he showed an extremely sarcastic expression, "My Daxuan's only royal blood entered the palace and became a eunuch, but an insidious bastard sat firmly on the throne."

Another thunderbolt struck, making people dizzy. Xie Lingyu didn't speak, and his lowered eyes didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, Xing Shang asked in a deep voice: "...Huaijin, what is the only bloodline?"

The atmosphere was a little tense.

Qingqiu Jue looked at him with deep eyes: "Chonglu is not the son of the late emperor, he is the son of the Lin family. All this is just the Lin family deceiving the emperor, and we were all kept in the dark."

"Uncle Xing, three years have passed, and the souls of the dead are restless."

After Qingqiu Jue sighed softly, the room fell into silence, perhaps because the news was too shocking for them to react in time, a trace of sadness struck everyone's hearts.

After a while, Xie Lingyu finally raised his head, with firm eyes, "Daxuan can't be destroyed by him. I sacrifice blood to the souls of the dead, and I will give you justice!"

Xing Shang's expression was solemn, and he nodded firmly, "The matter has come to this, is there any reason not to do the opposite?"

"The Sun family is on standby at any time," Sun Qian said.

"Okay." Qingqiu Jue's eyes were filled with warmth, but soon became cold again, "I will personally send him on the road."

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Yuanxi Tower.

After they finished talking and left, it was already dawn, and the two came to Yuanxi Building with ease, Yanhui opened the back door for them, and there was a dark room in the wing room in the backyard, and the fox face played some tricks so that people outside could not see it. way out.

The two of them cleaned up briefly, and then both fell on the bed. Xie Lingyu was a step too late, and fell into Qingqiu Jue's arms, and a muffled groan came into his ears.

He subconsciously thought that Qingqiu Jue was injured, and broke out in a cold sweat. He was about to get up on the side of the bed, but he heard a chuckle, and Xie Lingyu was pulled back, and he buried himself in a warm embrace. .

The cold fragrance rushed over.

For a while, I was really reluctant to get up.

Xie Lingyu lay quietly for a while, stretched out his hands to support the sides of Qingqiu Jue's cheeks, carefully traced his outline by the light, and looked at him secretly many times.

It was the first time that he was so aboveboard and confident.

The admired person evoked a smile, his black hair scattered on the bed like a waterfall, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his eyebrows were picturesque, and his phoenix eyes stared at the person in front of him lightly, with obvious connivance and pampering.

Qingqiu Jue spread out his hands, as if he was at his mercy.

Xie Lingyu gathered the hands on both sides of him, and gently stroked Qingqiu Jue's cheek. It was not a woman's delicate touch, but it made Xie Lingyu's face a little red.

The two were very close, Qingqiu Jue's eyes were getting darker, and he raised his hands spread out on both sides, and pressed them on his waist along his thighs, but Xie Lingyu suddenly got up and coughed twice.

The enthusiasm on his face was still there, he took out a kit from his bosom, handed it to Qingqiu Jue carefully, and urged: "Open it quickly and have a look."

Qingqiu Jue's eyes lingered on his face for a moment, then he stretched out his hand to take it, and with a slight movement of his fingers, he unwrapped the kit, and the items inside flashed brightly, and Qingqiu Jue's face suddenly changed.

He paused for a moment, then hurriedly took out the thing, it was a jade fingerboard, a jade fingerboard that he was very familiar with.

This is his father's relic.

"Yunlou..." Qingqiu Jue clenched the object in his hand and murmured.

When Qingqiu Jue was a little hesitant, Xie Lingyu hugged him tightly again, and softly comforted him in his ear, "Ah Jue, my father asked me to entrust this to you."

"Uncle Qingqiu also left you a message."

Xie Lingyu felt that Qingqiu Jue's body was very stiff, and after a while he asked in a hoarse voice, "...What are you talking about?"

"May my son not be the eldest son of Qingqiu, but just a passer-by in the mountains and rivers. This life will be safe and smooth, so that my heart will be at ease." Xie Lingyu whispered softly with affection in his ear.

Qingqiu Jue's body trembled, he didn't expect such a simple instruction.

His father is an out-and-out strict father. As the eldest son of Qingqiu, he has been well aware of the burden on him since he was a child. When he grows up, he should become the best of the younger generation. Harshness never diminished.

But now, a sentence spanning three years sounded in his ears, as if his father was standing in front of him, smiling and patting him on the shoulder like countless times in his memory, but this time he was relieved.

It wasn't until the end of his life that Qingqiu He realized that deep down he was just an ordinary father who only hoped that his children would be safe and sound.

Qingqiu Jue trembled uncontrollably twice, Xie Lingyu's heart throbbed twice, he stroked Qingqiu Jue's back comfortingly, his voice tightened, "Ah Jue, I will accompany you from now on .”

"I won't leave you anymore."

Qingqiu Jue's arm suddenly exerted force, Xie Lingyu leaned back, but sat firmly on his lap.

Xie Lingyu was still in shock, and just about to speak, Qingqiu Jue's captivating face suddenly approached, and he froze for a moment.

With this dazed effort, Qingqiu Jue lowered his head, lowered his long eyelashes, and kissed the person he was thinking about day and night, his movements were not so gentle, but his strength was gentle, like treating a treasure.

When the warm, soft and moist touch came, Xie Lingyu's whole body went numb, and he stayed where he was, stiff and at the mercy of others.

The atmosphere became viscous little by little, like boiling water fluctuating.

There is a wind passing through the hall, which seems to be a gentle whisper.

"Okay, that's settled." After a long time, the two parted in a breathless breath, Xie Lingyu blushed and coughed twice, Qingqiu Jue lowered his eyes and looked at him gently, then suddenly lowered his head and buried him The pit of his neck, the tip of his nose rubbed against the delicate skin, and kissed lightly.

It looks a little fragile, like an insecure cub.

If this sentence was known by others, he would probably die of laughter. He Qingqiu Jue is so scheming, it’s not a day or two.

I bother!

Xie Lingyu was a little ashamed at first, but seeing him like this, she couldn't help but reached out and patted his head.

Suddenly, both of them paused.

Xie Lingyu suddenly pushed Qingqiu Jue away, rolled and crawled away from his embrace, rolled into the bed, nestled into a ball, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm tired, I need to rest."

"it is good."

Qingqiu Jue's expression was a little subtle, he lowered his head to take a quick glance, cleared his throat, and his ears were also a little red.

The two lay still, only breathing lightly.

Xie Lingyu opened his eyes annoyed in the darkness, his whole body turned red like a tomato, but luckily the light was dim enough for him to breathe.

The more I think about it, the more ashamed I feel.

He really didn't expect his concentration to be so bad.

While thinking wildly, Xie Lingyu froze again when his warm body pressed against her.

Qingqiu Jue looked at the stiff quilt with a funny face, stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him, and hugged his arms full, knowing that Xie Lingyu didn't want to come out now, so he coaxed softly: "Okay, don't think about it."

"The days ahead are long, let's take our time."