After crossing, I became a group pet

Su Qingmian was noncommittal.

Dancers in dance clothes jumped in from around the main hall. This is Guanghai's famous dance, Silent Betrayal. story.

The singing and dancing epic is as easy to play, the music is passionate and surging, and Guanghai's hatred for the sound of the night is vividly expressed in this dance.

Women and children cried, men lamented, tall buildings collapsed in an instant and turned into gray ruins.

As soon as the dance was over, Ling Yesheng clapped his hands: "You danced well."

The dancers receded like a tide, Su Qingmian: "It's fine if you like it."

After the performance, there was a feast. The venue of the feast was chosen in a palace that was completed 100 years ago. The original intention of this palace was to welcome guests.

The flying elves scattered the petals of the time flower from the sky.

There is also a time flower called Shalan Huimeng, which is a kind of flower that belongs to teenagers. Teenagers are not afraid of the passage of time, and spend precious years recklessly, doing what they think are important things.

Su Qingmian looked up, look, in Guanghai's future, young girls and boys are riding snow-white Pegasus horses soaring in the air, Su Qingmian can guarantee that few of these teenagers riding Pegasus have a Pegasus driver's license, and they are all without a Pegasus driver's license. driving license.

The teenagers rushed towards the elves in a mischievous manner, which was a disaster for the little elves. They scattered with a bang, and all the time flowers in their hands fell down.

Su Qingmian's white hair is covered with crimson petals, the red petals and his fair face complement each other, the fleeting years flash back in the similar petals, but the once fearless, lively and fearless boy finally became a mountain collapsed The unchanging adult, with the vicissitudes of the world and the sadness of the past years in his eyes.

Time is a big river, cause and effect are small grains of gravel, the waves are rolling, cause and effect are churning, too many causes and effects that should not be entangled are all entangled together, the murlocs weep, and their voices are sad.

Su Qingmian spread out the time flower hanging on her forehead, but the flower hung on it stubbornly like a cinnabar mole, Su Qingmian stroked it several times without getting it off.

Time spent dangling in his hair.

Ling Yesheng walked side by side beside him, twirling the petals with his slender fingers, Su Qingmian saw familiar hands in the corner of his eyes, his expression was a little dazed under this situation, but when he turned his head and saw Ling Yesheng's purple-gold pupils When I opened my eyes, all the trance was returned to the dust, which was wet by the rain and crushed in the mud.

worthless.

Su Qingmian nodded to him, polite but indifferent: "Thank you."

Listening to the night voice: "You're welcome."

The banquet went on as scheduled, and Ling Yesheng sat beside Su Qingmian. The two had the same status in different worlds and should sit together.

Knowing the past of the two, Wei Jihe lowered his head slightly, wondering what he was thinking.

The banquet started lively, everyone brought by the sound of the night had sharp teeth, Yin and Yang said strangely that it was shameless for Su Qingmian to kidnap their little prince to threaten the sound of the night.

Su Qingmian's people are also human beings, and they deal with them.

Seeing this magnificent confrontation, Su Qingmian was inexplicably happy, and toasted a glass of wine to the courtiers listening to the night: "Cheers to your wise monarch."

The courtiers were baffled, but they still drank.

Su Qingmian added: "Cheers to you little prince Lingye Lieji who is not afraid of danger and feeds tigers with his body."

He intentionally emphasized the word "Ling Ye", and there was no other tone in his voice, but it was full of sarcasm.

Isn’t Ling Yesheng very smart, but the son he gave birth to is not very good. He used Lie Ji to blackmail Ling Ye Sheng, which is a bit unfashionable, but on the battlefield, there are so many particulars, let alone Lie Ji himself. If he didn't use it, he would be sorry for Lie Ji's sacrifice.

The faces of the courtiers changed, and they looked at Ling Yesheng.

Su Qingmian is so shameless, both father and son are mocking, can Ting Yesheng bear it?

Ling Yesheng raised the wine glass in his hand to Su Qingmian, drank it down, but he didn't say anything, there was sadness in his eyes that only Su Qingmian could see.

It's like a merman weeping to the extreme, unable to utter a beautiful song, the kind of painful and hopeless sadness.

It's not heart-piercing, but it makes people feel uncomfortable just by looking at it, wet and cold sadness.

In the past, Su Qingmian couldn't bear the eyes of Ling Yesheng the most. If Ling Yesheng acted like a baby with such eyes, Su Qingmian really had nothing to do with him.

He often begs him like this in bed, and Su Qingmian feels soft-hearted every time.

The pungent wine turned into sour and bitter water, and Sha Lanhuimeng was always blooming, but his teenage years would never come back.

Su Xian with a beast body climbed into Su Qingmian's arms through the crowd, and took a sip of the wine in front of Su Qingmian. As if he was so hot, he spit out his red tongue and touched it with his paws, as if this could make the spicy taste on his tongue feeling gone.

Su Qingmian smiled, touched Su Xian's head, and asked someone to bring a small plate with some food for Su Xian to eat.

Listening to the night voice: "This is?"

"My third brother."

Ling Yesheng lowered her eyelashes: "I'm sorry about your third brother."

Su Qingmian: "There is nothing to be sorry about. You were the one who imprisoned him in the black tower. Your apology is really worthless." Words of no value, are they of any use? They can only remind people of unpleasant things. In the past, adding even more worthless emotion is nothing more.

Listening to the Night: "Yes, you are right."

Su Qingmian had nothing to say, but felt that the music in her ear was very annoying.

The banquet is finally over.

Su Qingmian dragged his tired body back to the bedroom, and Wei Jihe helped him take off his cumbersome clothes.

His ears became clean, and there was no music played at the banquet, but he still felt very disturbed, no matter what he saw, he was disturbed, there were shadows in his heart, and no place was pure.

Wei Jihe: "My lord, I see that Ling Yesheng doesn't seem to have the idea of ​​exchanging the city for hostages, do you think he has other ideas?"

Su Qingmian closed her eyes, then opened them again: "He has no other choice, unless..."

Forget it, listening to the sound of the night is not possible, he shouldn't have such a fluke.

A servant knocked on the door: "My lord, His Majesty Ling Yesheng wants to see you."

"How many people did you bring?"

"He alone, my lord."

Su Qingmian and Wei Jihe looked at each other, what is he doing here at this time, he is still here alone, isn't he afraid of danger?

"You go down too." Su Qingmian waved her hand.

Since he came alone, of course he had to show his sincerity and face the sound of the night alone.

Ling Yesheng was ushered in by a servant, he was calm and confident, completely unaware of being in someone else's place, as if he had entered his own palace, Su Qingmian sat on the chair by the window and gave him a slanted glance.

"After leaving Guanghai for so long, did your Majesty forget that this time in Guanghai is a rest time?" Su Qingmian rubbed her chin with her finger.

"I know, but Master Tianshu hasn't rested yet." Ling Yesheng spontaneously sat on the chair next to Su Qingmian

The host, Su Qingmian, hadn't asked him to sit down yet, but he sat down himself.

Su Qingmian looked past him at the mural on the wall: "What's the matter, Your Majesty?" I don't know if it was too tired, or what, but Su Qingmian was a little powerless.

"You have to let me see my son?"

Ling Yesheng asked him: "You cut off my son's finger, I'm still worried, you won't let me see, how can I know if he's dead or alive, will I give you 32 cities for nothing?"

Su Qingmian sneered: "I didn't see you so nervous when I gave you my finger. If you were really worried about Lie Ji, you would have come when I sent you the first letter. Why wait until I catch Yun Mirage too?" Come later."

He must have another purpose for coming to see him. Ling Yesheng is a veteran of tricks, he can't trust him easily, so he has to be vigilant, is it because he wants to see that Yun Mirage is still alive?

Cloud Mirage seems to be really important to him. After all, he is the one who has followed the Voice of the Night from the very beginning, so it means a lot to him.

A courtier is more important than a son. It is not easy for Lie Ji to grow up to such a big size.

"Mirage is still alive, you don't have to worry."

Since he was so worried about Mirage, he should take the initiative to say that Mirage is still alive. Don't let people think that exchanging cities is uneconomical. For a transaction, both the buyer and the seller must be satisfied in order to win-win.

A trace of bewilderment flashed in Ling Yesheng's eyes: "I didn't come here for Mirage either."

"Then what are you doing?"

"want to see you."

Su Qingmian withdrew her gaze, which was not on Ling Yesheng, and stared straight at the wall in front of her.

Listening to the Night: "You look better than before."

Su Qingmian stood up and looked at Ling Yesheng slightly angrily: "If you talk about this, you go."

Ling Yesheng looked up at him: "You are only a little bit like before when you are angry."

Su Qingmian's heart went numb for a moment, and she became numb with anger: "What's the point of you saying this, please go out to listen to the sound of the night, if you want to talk about political affairs, I'll talk to you, if you want to say something that doesn't matter, just get out of here."

Ling Yesheng held Su Qingmian's finger: "I don't want to talk about politics."

Su Qingmian withdrew her hand, eyes full of pain: "If you don't go, I will go."

Can't afford to provoke, can't you hide? Su Qingmian broke the jar, and listened to the sound of the night to play with his mind, didn't he deliberately want to make him confused? lost.

Ling Yesheng stood in front of Su Qingmian and took a deep look at him: "What is the reason for you to leave? I can face our past because I let go of it. Master Tianshu can't face it because he didn't let go of it?" ?”

Su Qingmian looked directly into Ling Yesheng's eyes: "My four brothers," he gritted his teeth, "The four brothers all failed because of you. My third brother, such a proud person, he, he... ·”

Su Qingmian couldn't continue, "How do you want me to let go, how do you say I let go?"

When the two looked at each other, it was actually Ling Yesheng, who claimed to let go, who avoided his sight first, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

"Stop saying such meaningless words." Su Qingmian opened the door: "Now, please go out."