After crossing, I became a group pet

Feng Yuan showed embarrassment, he didn't want to be affected by the quarreling couple.

"Master Xiao Su, why don't you come back another day?"

"Another day?" Su Qingmian's tone became cold, "There is no other day, it's inexplicable!"

Obviously the last time we met was good, why is Ling Yesheng so angry, so angry that he can't see him?

Okay, he doesn't want to see him either.

After walking a few steps forward, Su Qingmian suddenly turned around and ran towards the largest palace.

The maid rushed to stop him, seeing the nervous look of the maid, Su Qingmian knew he was right, and the voice of the night was in the biggest palace.

After finally running to the door, he was surrounded by soldiers.

"stop."

Feng Yuan secretly wiped his sweat, how could he be serious, if this hurts Su Qingmian, that person must go crazy.

Feng Yuan waved his sleeves and shook the soldiers away: "Everyone back down."

The soldier recognized Feng Yuan, hesitated for a moment and retreated three meters away.

Su Qingmian gave Feng Yuan a thankful look, turned around and ran into the hall, but the door seemed to be blocked by an invisible layer of cotton, no matter how he tried to break in, he couldn't get in.

"Ling Yesheng, if you don't see me today, you will never see me in this life."

"It's what I want."

The light words came out from the building, but only four words, the blood in Su Qingmian's whole body was flowing backwards, and his hands and feet were cold.

He smiled far-fetchedly: "Ling Ye Sheng, what are you talking about?"

The voice was trembling: "Are you angry that I haven't come recently? But didn't we agree, and you agreed. If you want to be angry because of this, you will be too willful."

Su Qingmian put her hand on the invisible barrier: "After this period of time, I will accompany you well, don't be angry."

"Why do you think I ignored you because I was angry?" Ling Ye sneered, removed the barrier, and walked out from inside. He was wearing a black Chinese dress, and he looked even more stern and beautiful.

Just meet him.

Su Qingmian was overjoyed, no matter why Ling Yesheng was angry, as long as he was willing to see him, he could find a way to make him happy.

"Listen to the sound of the night!"

As usual, Su Qingmian approached the sound of the night, but as soon as he approached, the soldiers next to him would stop him.

"Listen to the sound of the night?"

He tilted his head in confusion, his eyes filled with sadness.

"I'm tired and don't want to see you again."

When Ling Yesheng was speaking, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, as if he was really tired of Su Qingmian, and it was futile to look at him more.

Su Qingmian pushed the soldier away and opened her eyes wide: "Can you tell me again?"

Tired?

He said tired?

Is this what the man who wished to give him the whole world said?

Many scenes flashed through Su Qingmian's mind, all the images that could prove that Ling Yesheng had a deep and untiring love for him.

In the black tower, Ling Yesheng hugged him into his arms, saying eachother over and over again; on the tree in the atrium, Ling Yesheng took him to see the beautiful scenery of Quanguanghai, with gentle eyebrows and eyes that seemed to transcend eternity.

Think of every time they were lingering to death.

Every second is worth an infinite loop, savoring it carefully.

The sweetness contained in it can make people wake up with a smile in their dreams.

"Don't say angry words," Su Qingmian maintained a distressing smile, "don't say such words to me a second time, okay?"

He pushed away many soldiers, and went to hold Ling Yesheng's hand, Ling Yesheng frowned displeasedly, and slapped his hand away.

"Master Xiao Su, don't you understand people's words?"

Su Qingmian's hands froze in the air, and she raised her head to meet a pair of eyes without a trace of pity, cold and sharp, such eyes Su Qingmian felt terribly strange.

He took a few steps back, shaking his head.

The wind rolled the leaves and flowed through the clouds.

Once people are used to something, it is difficult to accept it when things change.

Like today's wind, it was a bit stronger than usual, but Su Qingmian just felt that it was so disturbed, and his mood was also disturbed.

Habits are a terrible thing.

I am used to seeing the tenderness of the sound of the night, but I always forget his real appearance.

Noble and elegant, indifferent and fierce, brilliant and holy, this kind of listening voice is the universal recognition of him, not the listening voice that Su Qingmian, who loves humblely, knows him.

The current listening sound is just returning to its usual appearance in front of him.

No big deal.

Su Qingmian took a deep breath to stabilize her mind.

Since people are tired of talking, it is meaningless for him to entangle. Ling Yesheng can face the breakup from the sidelines, and so can Su Qingmian.

"I have disturbed Master Tianshu during this time."

Su Qingmian performed a courtier's salute neatly, then turned and left.

It would have been a nice counterattack if he hadn't staggered on his feet.

When Su Qingmian returned to Shanhe Bieyuan, he sat on the bed in a daze, like a walking dead.

Wei Jihe kept asking him if he had found a way to save Wan Ke'er, but Su Qingmian didn't answer, and backhanded him out of the door, closed the door hard, leaned on the door and let his body slide down slowly.

Is that the end?

The end is easy to say, but it means that I will no longer love and give no more.

But what about those who have already paid, and those who cannot be recovered, how can he be reconciled?

The elf's nest was lying quietly in the corner of the room, Su Qingmian punched and kicked at the nest, exhausted after venting, hugged the nest in the corner, shrugged his shoulders, and wept silently.

There are enough things at home, Su Qingmian doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble to Su Wuhuai, so he pretends to be okay in front of his brothers.

Occasionally, I would stare at a certain cloud in the sky in a daze. The shape of that cloud is like the shape of an elf listening to the voice of the night, especially the shape of its wings.

It is normal for Su Mu not to see people, and Su Qingmian is used to it, but one day he discovered that Wanmingxu was also hiding.

Another person around me is going to have an accident.

Su Qingmian wandered around distractedly, and accidentally came to Ge Ge's grave. He stood in front of the grave for a long time, and finally burst into tears.

He can't save anyone.

His own love affairs are messed up, not to mention saving Wan Ke'er who is about to go to the execution ground and Su Mu and Wan Mingxu whose talents have deteriorated.

I always thought that since I was born, I was a genius attracting everyone's attention. At a young age, I knew many high-level spells, and even created my own ultimate spells. I thought that I was at the forefront of the world and invincible.

However, he couldn't solve anything, he was just trash.

ridiculous.

"Gege," he stroked the stone tablet in front of the smiling grave, "I miss you."

Su Qingmian lived a miserable life in private, but she was extremely happy in front of others. The journals under the sky changed their previous serious style and accepted many happy stories.

He is sensitive, and when he is vulnerable, he wants to hide all his fragility and show his best side.

However, the balance he forcibly pretended was shattered after the sound of listening to the night released the news that he had a lover.

Ling Yesheng seems to tell the whole world that he has a lover he likes, and he will take his lover through the city, where there are many people, and where to go.

Su Qingmian also has his own social circle, it is inevitable to go to some occasions, he met Ling Yesheng and his lover.

The gentle gaze that once belonged only to Su Qingmian, now belongs to someone else.

Su Qingmian drank a lot of wine, a little drunk, and his feet were erratic. He pushed through the crowd, came to the moon surrounded by stars, and raised his glass: "I offer a cup to Master Tianshu."

A trace of surprise flashed in Ling Yesheng's eyes: "I don't drink."

Su Qingmian smiled lightly: "It's okay, I'll drink."

He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, raised his unsteady hand and pointed at the people around Ling Yesheng: "Master Tianshu has bad eyesight, this person is too ugly."

That lover is being favored, and when someone says this about him, he can't get it off his face: "Who are you? How dare you say that about me? How many heads do you have?"

Tsk tsk tsk, listen to what I heard, typical cannon fodder quotations, how did the sound of the night fall in love with this kind of person.

"He's still a superficial person, and he put threatening words on his lips as soon as he opened his mouth." Su Qingmian laughed and said loudly in the crowd.

Just as the lover was about to have an attack, he was pulled behind by the sound of the night.

Listening to the night voice: "Master Xiao Su commented on other people's appearance as soon as he opened his mouth. It seems that he is not far from the word superficial."

Su Qingmian froze for a moment, then sneered and patted Ling Yesheng's face: "I can't say anything about you, I won't say anything about you."

He is drunk and his mind is drifting, but when the voice of the night talks about him, he still feels sad.

Some people say that after alcohol paralyzes the nerves, you will not feel heartache, which is a lie.

Is he not drinking enough?

may be.

Su Qingmian saw wine on the table next to him, picked it up and drank it.

After drinking, he still imitated other heroes, throwing the wine glass on the ground with a bang, breaking the noise all over the place.

"How about I sing a song for everyone to add to the fun."

He couldn't stand still, and fell on Ling Yesheng, who frowned at him: "You're drunk."

Su Qingmian stood up straight: "Hey, by the way, this song is also dedicated to Lord Tianshu. I wish Master Tianshu a safe life and happiness until death!"

He ignored the attention of everyone and jumped on the table. After all, he was a three-year-old star in another world. There are countless masterpieces, and singing songs is completely easy.

In this situation, he remembered an original song of his.

"The setting sun is dim, the beasts are miserable, and the crawling vines are burning in silence."

"You let go and laugh, and watch me struggle in the abyss."

"The primeval forest is having a carnival, and there are tears that never shed are frosted."

"The language of floating creatures is so crazy, let the broken ashes calm the dark sorrow."

Su Qingmian didn't know how many times he sang, the bustling scene gradually fell silent in his sea monster-like voice.

In the end, Su Fuyan forcibly took him away.

After listening to Su Qingmian's drunken words, the brothers of the Su family knew what happened to their younger brother.

Ling Yesheng seemed to be deliberately trying not to make Su Qingmian feel better, the lovers around him switched back and forth, and tried every means to show off in front of Su Qingmian.

Su Qingmian wrote a thousand-word article titled "The Dissatisfied Tianshu Master" and published it under the sky, satirizing Tianshu Lord as a man with bad eyesight, both openly and secretly.

After reading the article, the people in Guanghai discussed listening to the sound of the night after dinner.

The sound of listening to the night is not very good in the eyes of ordinary people in Guanghai.

During those years under the control of Ju Wuci, he did a lot of bad things, and he did whatever it took to oppress the people.

Ju Wuci is very smart, he let Ling Yesheng be a bad person, he went to be a good person, and gave ordinary people a lot of small profits.

The common people do not have access to the real face of the upper class, and are easily led astray.

They felt that the bad guy Ling Yesheng had killed the good guy in vain, and that Ling Yesheng was charged with another crime. He didn't manage the political affairs well recently, instead he messed up the harem, and the people complained more about him.